Chapter 764 Compensation

  If it is said that the few days after Yuanzheng passed, it was the own people in Huqiang Xiaowei's mansion entertaining themselves.

  Then, as the time goes on, more and more tribal rulers will enter Pingxiang City to give New Year's gifts to the Qiang School Captain's Mansion.

  In addition, there are also many Han Chinese left behind in Pingxiang City.

  The more people there are, the stronger the New Year atmosphere will be.

  Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion arranged for those tribal leaders to live in the city for some time.

  Then temporarily summoned craftsmen from Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau and various workshops in Pingxiang to make a batch of lanterns.

  During the Shangyuan Festival, three streets of lanterns were placed centered on Huqiang Xiaowei's Mansion for the people of Pingxiang City to play.

   Regardless of the Han or Hu people, they were all laughing and laughing, enjoying themselves happily.

  That night, the whole of Pingxiang was very lively.

  Feng Yong held a big banquet in the mansion of Hu Qiang Xiaowei, drinking and having fun with Qu Shuai, the head of the tribe who came.

   There are also representatives of various families who stayed behind in Pingxiang City.

  The hatchback is full of guests, and the host is in the high hall. Although there is no silver cup and jade butterfly, the delicious food makes up for everything.

  Although it is not preserved swallow and dragon liver, none of the guests present can recognize all these dishes, let alone taste them.

   Those who come from a rich family can recognize two or three of them, and they are considered well-informed.

  The wine ladle pours fine wine like a spring, strong wine, apple wine, honey wine, and everyone drinks as he pleases.

  The symphony of cups and plates became clanging.

  Hu people like to drink strong alcohol, and some people drink too much, they immediately get up and dance in the hall, which arouses the applause of everyone who is already drunk.

  Some patted the table and had fun, some knocked bowls with chopsticks, and so on.

  Even the representatives of those aristocratic families, no matter how much they disdain people in their hearts, they still have smiles on their faces that they don't know if they are true or not.

  Feng Yong sat in the main seat, looked at the bottom, and laughed loudly: "Do you still like the joyful drinking in the Shangyuan Festival?"

  I only heard those handsome princes who were already drunk all responded:

"like!"

   "I can't wait to be like this every day!"

   "Thank you Feng Langjun..."

  …

  Feng Yong laughed again when he heard the words.

  As long as you like it, I'm afraid you don't like it.

  Cultural output is reflected in daily life.

  As long as you agree with the customs of the big man!

  Although no one dared to pour alcohol on Feng Yong, in order to cope with this scene, he also got a little drunk.

  After the banquet, the servants helped him back to the backyard.

   "Drink too much?"

  Guan Ji’s voice asking for her servants sounded next to her ear, and she seemed to be sure again.

  Then I heard the woman say, "The smell of alcohol is too heavy, let Junhou go to sleep in another yard tonight, I want to accompany the child at night, don't smoke the child."

  Feng Junhou was only half drunk. Although his hands and feet were a little weak, he was still conscious.

  Hearing this, I could only close my eyes, thinking that I was really drunk.

   I don't want to face the fact that "the status of the family has been lowered by another level".

   Fortunately, this woman finally had a conscience, took a hot towel and wiped his face, and asked someone to bring warm water to quench his thirst.

  Finally, he took out the thick coat, and then someone sent him out.

  From the front hall to the backyard, there was already a gust of cold wind, but now that it has warmed up for a while, it was sent out again to blow the air.

  After being sent to the warm house again, the treatment was obviously much improved compared to the big house.

  Drunk Feng Yong was paralyzed on the couch, when he heard someone whispering softly, he seemed to be telling the servants that it was fine for her to take care of them, and let them go out.

   Then he felt someone whispering in his ear asking if he was thirsty.

  Feng Yong opened his eyes, "Drink it."

  The room was very bright, he rolled his eyes slightly, and found that there were actually two nine-branched lamps lit in the room.

  The lamp base is in the shape of a raspberry, and a lamp post is erected in the center, and curved branch lamps protrude from the upper, middle and lower layers of the post in a staggered manner.

  The upper layer of the curved branches is a sheep head, the middle layer is a dragon head, and the lower layer is a tiger head, and the animal head is painted with vermilion.

  Each lamp is a shallow disc, with a short handle at the bottom of the disc just inserted into the top of the beast's head. It is a rare and exquisite lamp.

  There are nine candles shining brightly on each lamp, no wonder it is so bright.

  Li Mu wears a gold and silver headdress, bead and jade rings, earlobes with bright moon pendants, and black clothes around the edges, bright and moving.

   "Is Ah Lang feeling better?"

  Li Mu leaned over, spouting orchid fragrance.

   "Well, it's okay."

   I don't know if it's the lighting problem, or Li Mu's careful dressing up, but I always feel that she is more exciting than before.

  Feng Junhou's eyes that were a little astringent suddenly became energetic at this moment.

  Mrs. Mu, who was well-known outside, couldn't stand Feng Junhou's gaze. She lowered her head and asked softly, "Can this concubine still be in A Lang's eyes?"

   "It's already 10 points in the eyes on weekdays, but now it seems that it adds 3 points."

  When Li Mu heard this, there was a smile on his lips, and the light of joy shone in his eyes.

  Feng Yong reached out and touched her clothes, "How do you wear this..."

  Before he finished speaking, he looked at the nine lit lamps again, and he suddenly understood.

   Looking up, Li Mu bit his lower lip: "Concubine..."

  Looking at her rare appearance as a little girl, Feng Yong smiled understandingly, "Where's my new clothes?"

  Hearing his words, Li Mu let out a soft "ah", and his slightly opened mouth couldn't close for a while.

   "When you started, the war was urgent, and everything was kept simple. Later, you returned to Nanxiang, and there was no chance to make up for your etiquette. I made a mistake."

  Feng Yong shook his head, propped himself up from the couch, "I should be the one to arrange this."

  Li Mu quickly stepped forward to help him up, and said gratefully, "This concubine is self-willed, it's a blessing to have Ah Lang understand."

   "Besides, if Alang mentions this kind of thing, I'm afraid it's not good."

   "Ask? What are you mentioning?" Feng Yong couldn't react for a while.

   "It's nothing." Li Mu quickly covered it up, "Ah Lang take a rest first, I'm going to get some clothes for A Lang to change into."

  Although I have already drank a lot of wine, I still have to drink this cup of wine.

   There are no supporters to help set up the banquet, and there is no nanny to help wash the title. Everything is done by Li Mu himself.

  Looking at Caihu being merged into one by Feng Yong, Li Mu's face and eyes seemed to glow.

   It can be seen that she is very satisfied with everything in front of her.

   "Thank you, Alang."

  Li Mu took the initiative to lean into Feng Yong's arms, and said softly.

   "I should be the one to say thank you."

  Feng Yong said sincerely.

  Looking at the nine-branched lamps that bloomed from time to time, and with a beautiful woman in his arms, Feng Yong felt the blood in his chest surging, and whispered in her ear:

   "Fang banquets are held in Jinli, and the orchid pots are beautiful in the early years. The colorful colors are far away from the land, and the bright lights are far away from the sky. When the Han Dynasty is suspected, the stars are falling, and the moon hangs by the building. Don't have a thousand golden smiles, come to reflect the nine branches."

  Li Mu raised his head, his eyes sparkled.

  Feng Yongneng could feel the body shivering slightly in his arms.

   "Alang, this... this article..."

   "For you, do you like it?"

   "Love it! Love it so much I can't believe it's real."

   "Did you mention this to Xijun?"

   "No, it was proposed by the queen and the concubine, saying that the concubine has done a little credit for managing the family's property over the years, so I allowed the concubine to make up this time."

   Well, this should be self-effacement. Li Mu's credit cannot be expressed with "micro".

   "That's why you said just now that I'm going to mention it, I'm afraid it's not good, what do you mean?"

  Li Mu let out an ah, and stammered, "Concubine... Concubine was speaking too quickly, and said the wrong thing."

Ah!

  If I can't take care of the big woman, I can't take care of the concubine?

  Feng Junhou flipped his hands, grabbed the woman, and threatened: "Little lady, you have to think about it. If you don't tell the truth, the Sa family has a way to deal with you."

   "How does Ah Lang want to deal with his concubine?"

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  (end of this chapter)