Chapter 752 Blessing

  The Hanlins who received the wax gift in the Hanlin Academy cheered.

   What the Hanlin with a monthly salary of eight stones is most looking forward to is the annual wax gift. You must know that when the treasury was still full many years ago, the wax gift issued near the end of the year was worth their annual salary. Of course, it is incomparable in recent years, but compared to last year's lack of posting, the joy of getting double wax gifts is self-evident.

   What's even more gratifying is that the La Ci was issued on the last day before the seal of each yamen, which means that tomorrow these officials will have a holiday and can drink and socialize all day or accompany their wives and children.

   "Go, go, drink and go."

   "Baiweizhai, Baiweizhai."

  The same is the Hanlin, so there is no need to pretend to be reserved in front of people, and they all smile and tell the truth.

   "Qiao Xiu, are you going to drink?"

  Qiao Mo said with a gentle smile: "I have filial piety, so I won't go, my colleagues have a good drink."

The colleague who proposed    then remembered and smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, then let's go."

   Watching his colleagues leave happily, Qiao Mo curved his lips and walked out of the Hanlin Academy.

   The bluestone street outside was swept clean, and the snow piled up to both sides of the road, which was several feet high.

  As Qiao Mo walked by, a sparrow foraging in the snow was disturbed, and it spread its wings and flew away suddenly, and the snow foam it carried fell onto Qiao Mo's hair.

  Qiao Mo raised his hand and flicked it, strode towards the carriage parked at the corner, and explained to the driver: "Go back to the champion's mansion."

  The carriage squeaked and began to move forward, Qiao Mo lifted the curtains and looked out.

  Because of the snowfall all winter, when the carriage drove out of the street where many yamen were located, the number of people in ragged clothes suddenly increased.

  Those people were numb, their clothes were scanty, and their exposed skin suffered from frostbite large and small. Most of them were refugees who fled to the capital due to the snowstorm.

  Qiao Mo's eyes dimmed.

  The emperor sought the way, Lanshan father and son controlled the government for 20 years, the chaos in the court was smoky, and the people were struggling to live.

   Back to the mansion, the servant came to report: "Master, Madam, please come over."

   Qiao Mo nodded and went to Qiao Zhao's place.

   "Big brother is going to work." Qiao Zhao greeted him.

   "Where's Lord Hou?"

   "I'm discussing with people in the study."

   "What's the matter with my sister?" Based on Qiao Mo's understanding of Qiao Zhao, he naturally understood that as soon as he returned to the house, if his sister sent someone to invite me, it must have something to do with it.

  Qiao Zhao looked at his brother, smiled and said, "Tingquan's wax gift has been sent."

  Qiao Mo laughed: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

   "Big brother is doing things right under Lanshan's nose, aren't you afraid they will find out?"

"Don't be afraid, I have been in the cabinet for several months, and I have figured out the temperament of those important officials in the DPRK. Lan Songquan is stubborn, and it is hard to believe that someone can imitate his handwriting to the point of being fake. If you take a step back, even if he If you have any doubts, you will investigate quietly, and you will not find me."

   "What?" Qiao Zhao knew that his brother had a calm personality, and even if he wished to be born to the Lanshan father and son, he would not rush for success, but he still asked curiously.

   "We each have our own division of labor. It is not me who is responsible for reviewing the part of the Ministry of Industry, but the people from Lanshan."

  Qiao Zhao laughed: "Then let them bite the dog."

  Qiao Mo raised his hand and wanted to rub Qiao Zhao's head, thinking that his sister was no longer a little girl, so he put his hand down quietly: "Leave the affairs of the court to eldest brother, you don't have to worry."

   "Well, it would be much better to have the elder brother keep an eye on Lanshan's father and son's movements at all times."

  There are people in the DPRK and there are no people in the DPRK. This is the reason why many hairpin-ying families do their best to cultivate the children of the family. Otherwise, if a generation is in the wild, it will gradually become marginal.

  Lan Songquan almost cocked his nose in anger as the officials who received the gift cheered and went to the big and small liquor stores to chat with each other.

   "I'm so **** off, I'm so **** off, and even making fun of Lao Tzu with my money, they're all bastards!"

  The officials were delighted to receive the Laci, and they began to wonder how the Laci was sent out. After inquiring like this, they almost died of euphoria. The courage was saved from the pain of spanking Lan Songquan, the son of the first assistant.

   "Okay, calm down, what do you care about with those poor people whose monthly salary is only a few stone?" Lan Shan advised lightly.

   "I'm just angry, but those people who don't have a few coins in their pockets talk about me with a smug tone."

   "Not being jealous is mediocrity, let them say." Lan Shan calmly wrote a couplet and said with a smile, "Look at how this couplet is posted on the gate during Chinese New Year?"

  Lan Songquan glanced casually and said perfunctorily, "It's good. Father, I'm going back."

   "Go." Lan Shan put down the pen and sighed while staring at the couplet he just wrote.

   He was getting old, and his son, who used to be obedient to him, was gradually unable to control it. Fortunately, although his temper was a little worse, he had an idea.

   Soon it was New Year's Eve, and the sound of firecrackers rang out one after another, accompanied by the excited screams of young children.

  Champion Hou's mansion has a simple population and few rules. It started to post Spring Festival couplets early on the 31st day of the new year. Shao Mingyuan pulled Qiao Zhao and said, "Let's go, let's paste it on the gate in person."

   "Brother-in-law, I'll go too!" As soon as Qiao Wan heard it, she became interested and pestered Shao Mingyuan.

   "Okay, let's go together."

   Qiao Wan turned her head and called Qiao Mo: "Brother, you come too."

  The four came to the gate together, Shao Mingyuan asked Qiao Mo to paste the first couplet, Qiao Zhao posted the second couplet, and he posted the big "Fu" written in gold powder upside down.

   Qiao Wan clapped her hands and said, "Blessed is here!"

  Qiao Mo looked at the auspicious and festive golden characters and murmured, "Yes, the blessing is here."

   "But you all posted, what am I doing?" Qiao Wan asked anxiously after getting excited.

   Shao Mingyuan took the firecrackers from the guards and said with a smile, "How about some firecrackers in the evening?"

   Qiao Wan was a daring one, and nodded immediately: "Okay."

   Soon the firecrackers began to crackle. Qiao Wan covered her ears and hid far away, laughing and dancing.

   Qiao Zhao and Qiao Mo looked at each other, and both brothers and sisters laughed.

   In the evening, the four of them were sitting around making dumplings, and Qiao Wan took out two red velvet flowers from nowhere.

   "Sister Li, I'll wear flowers for you. In the past, every New Year's Eve, my mother would give red velvet flowers to her daughters, saying that wearing safflower to make dumplings would prevent them from being carried away by Nian beasts."

   The mother in Qiao Wan's mouth was referring to the aunt Kou.

   "Okay, thank you for being late." Qiao Zhao lowered her head, and Qiao Wan inserted the red velvet flower between her blue silk.

   "Brother-in-law, eldest brother, do you think Sister Li looks good in red flowers?"

  The two big men nodded in unison.

   The girl's snow-skinned black hair is dotted with a small red velvet flower, which is really beautiful.

   "Brother, can I wear it?" Qiao Wan asked pitifully.

   "Put it on. Come on, big brother will put it on for you."

  Qiao Zhao smiled and watched Qiao Mo wear flowers for Qiao Wan, and suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled.

   (end of this chapter)