"Your Majesty..." The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture clenched his teeth and called down.

Zhao Ji, who was about to kill the golden dog, recovered. The sound of shouting long live the mountain made people excited. The scene of the Martial Arts Captain passing by along the imperial road was firmly imprinted in Zhao Ji's mind. It was nothing to be in this scene, and occasionally making a fuss. Zhao Ji smiled and showed a smile like spring breeze. All the unhappiness, and the hidden worries on the North Road of Gyeonggi became no longer important in an instant.

"Listen, the cry outside!" Zhao Ji interrupted the prefect's prefect and listened with his ears.

The echoing sound was endless, rumbling like waves hitting the beach one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.

This sound is very pleasant, bigger than the Fengheng Yu, and the literary and martial virtues, and Zhao Ji suddenly realized that this is the Song Dynasty, this is his world and his people. The first time he felt so real, it was definitely not the kind of puppet-like long live my emperor and the flattering style of the gentleness.

"My dear, what are you going to say?" Zhao Ji smiled contentedly, smiling happily, and then realized that the prefect had something to say.

The prefect had to shout, "Your Majesty, will you impose a curfew in case of an accident?"

"Curruff!" Zhao Ji pointed at the prefect and said happily: "Go out, get out quickly and pass on my will. You have a curfew tonight. Stay on the city tower obediently, don't walk or talk!"

The prefect was startled and hurriedly said, "I will die, and I will die..."

"Why don't you go to the curfew quickly, come and take him down and watch him." Zhao Ji waved his hand and told him down in annoyance; this guy is really hateful to come for nothing.

The outside of the palace was boiling and it seemed a little chaotic. The young prince screamed, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. The princes and ministers looked at each other and couldn't take any attention for a while. King Jin and King Qi even poked their heads out of the low wall and waved: "Hey, hey, come here, there are Khitans here, torn apart, torn apart by him."

The Khitan envoy Yelu Daye was restless and cold sweat broke out. He sat there blankly. Seeing the princes around him who were showing bad intentions from time to time, the prince shouted, and the sound of killing the Khitan dogs from a wave outside, he was so scared that his face looked like earth, shocked and scared!

Seeing this, Yang Zhen, the Minister of Rites, hurried over to quell the envoy and said, "Ahem... the envoy should not be afraid, this... this... haha... this is just a joke, just a joke..."

"Yes...yes...I understand, I understand." Yelu Daye smiled bitterly in a cold sweat to express his understanding.

Someone there shouted again: "Where are the imperial guards and the guards, didn't you hear it? Kill the Khitan dog, and there is one in the city tower."

Yang Zhen was speechless and said awkwardly: "Smile, smile."

Yelu Daye's tears were almost flowing out. He suppressed his fear, and the chicken nodded his head on the rice field, looking around in fear that the imperial guards would come in, but he did not forget to say, "Yes, yes, laugh, laugh..."

Zhao Ji's voice was heard from upstairs: "The Khitan insulted me in the Song Dynasty, damn it, damn it! One day, I will destroy the nine tribes of Yelu!"

Yelu Daye's legs couldn't help but tremble. He was really out of control, and his teeth were clattering. Yang Zhen sat beside him and said with a smile: "It's rare to be so festive today, and the officials like to joke. Besides, the Song and Liao alliance is the national policy of the Song and Liao, and it was also promoted by Lord Shen. With Lord Shen here, he will naturally advise Your Majesty to be cautious."

Yelu Daye's face turned pale and he said tremblingly: "Yes, yes, I know, I know."

It was at this moment that Chen Ao's voice was shouting again: "If you kill all the Khitan dogs, you will have to kill the golden dog..."

Yelu Daye's eyes were straightened, and he looked at Yang Zhen dumbly; Yang Zhen slapped his thighs and scolded in his heart, a group of bastards, a group of bastards, I didn't wipe my butt! He stood up and greeted the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the distance: "Mr. Zhao, haha, I remembered it today. There is still some cost to this celebration yet. It has not been verified with the Ministry of Revenue..."

Leaving a Yelu Daye, he was so worried and scared that he saw several princes rushing downstairs from time to time and shouting: "Uncle, Uncle, where is the Khitan dog?"

My mother, run away! Yelu Daye immediately left his seat and hid in the crowd. It was cold now, and he was wearing a fox fur coat with Khitan and a warm hat with a dome. He didn't dare to wear it now. He found an opportunity to take off the ball and hat and throw it in a corner. He was wearing only one underwear, curled up in the corner with trembling and dared not move.

The carnival that night was to dawn. After thinking about it, no one knew why he was so enthusiastic. Anyway, when he saw others screaming like a catharsis, his whole body became hot. This herd effect lasted for the middle of the night. Finally, as the physical energy was exhausted, he was exhausted, and he was exhausted, and he went home, eating what he should eat and sleeping.

The two queens, the concubines and the princess couldn't stand these "crazy men" long ago. They went back to their bedrooms to sleep at midnight, but there were not many people who could go to bed so noisy outside.

When the dawn cleared away the black fog, Zhao Ji was still excited. His voice was a little hoarse. Seeing the deserted palace walls and the tired imperial guards, princes, princes and ministers, cheered up and said to Chen Ao: "You want to reward the martial arts school, and you also want to reward it. This time you have done a big thing for me. Go back and wait for the decree. I will not treat you very much."

Chen Ao said: "What is Your Majesty planning to reward the Martial Arts School?"

Zhao Ji was in a very good mood and said a little tired: "Instructor, coach, doctoral students are all promoted to the first level, and each person will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver. As for the captain, I am not sure what to do for the moment."

Chen Ao said: "It is not appropriate to give the lieutenant titles to the lieutenants. For their own future, they should make achievements. It is inappropriate to sign the official position by making a wish with a review. It is better to give them a token of the emperor. How about this? Since they are disciples of the emperor, His Majesty must give them a token. It is better to make a herald and let them wear it day and night to show respect?"

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Did you make a few fish bags for them?"

Chen Ao said: "I'll save the fish bag. I don't know, but I thought they were officials. Why not do this? Just make an iron seal carved into characters as a proof of identity."

Zhao Ji yawned and said, "Okay, it's just that this matter will be done after the New Year. You can submit a memorial first."

Chen Ao thanked her, and Zhao Ji said, "You are tired too, go home and rest. Yang Jian, go, call a few carriages and send Chen Ao and Madam Shen home."

After a sudden purity, Chen Ao Zong was young and couldn't stand it anymore. As soon as he got on the carriage, he was sleepy and hungry. When he heard that there was a seller of cooked cakes on the street, he simply asked the groom to buy two of them to eat in the carriage. He became an official and had not tasted the cooked cakes for a long time. After eating a few bites, it was quite delicious.

After a night of carnival, the streets withered suddenly, but all kinds of garbage were piled up on the ground, and the lost paper fans, shredded paper, and head ropes were dazzling. Chen Ao looked out of the curtain of the car and thought with righteousness: "These guys are really of low quality. The good streets are ruined by them. If I am the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, I must set a rule. If anyone dares to litter, let the officers catch them. The fine of the silver has always set a warning to others."

After thinking in my heart, my spirit was immediately sublimated, as if all the virtues in the world were possessed in my body, and I felt a sense of accomplishment of climbing up to overlook the crowd. I threw the oil paper wrapped in the cooking cakes out of the car window, and lay on the soft cushion in the car, and fell asleep.

I don’t know when I went home, and I don’t know who helped him into the dormitory. Anyway, when he woke up, he was already sleeping in Moer’s room. He took off his shoes and changed his clothes. He stretched his waist, his head was still a little drowsy. He suddenly remembered something, and he couldn’t help but say, “No, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and many people have not yet wished New Year.”

The door there was pushed open by Tang Moer. He happened to hear Chen Ao's words and couldn't help but smile: "What a New Year's greeting? It's deserted in Bianjing City today."

Chen Ao couldn't help asking, "Why is this?"

Mo'er couldn't help laughing, and came over to dress Chen Ao while saying, "You also asked, how many people were sleeping in Bianjing City last night? Now they are so sleepy. Occasionally, a few people went to visit relatives and friends, but when they arrived in front of the house, they saw that the door of relatives and friends was closed, so they were embarrassed to bother? Now, each family asked people to send it with a famous imperial edict, and they would have done their best."

Chen Ao touched his nose and couldn't help but smile, "That's how to say it, it's just right to avoid these false gifts. OK, I won't go out now. Let's see your father and Mr. Chen play chess later."

Moer was right. This year's Lunar New Year's Day was not only less lively than the bustle of previous years, but it was too deserted. The doors of each household were closed and the doors were deserted. It was not until the evening that occasionally a few sporadic people came out and met each other. They all looked like they couldn't sleep enough, and asked each other in a hoarse voice.

This kind of scene is really unprecedented, but when I think of the nonsense last night, anyone smiles, just feels a little crazy but not overstated.

The Martial Arts School also had a holiday early in the morning, and asked the lieutenant, instructor and doctors to go home for the New Year. They entered the school with everyone's heads and sighs, but now when they return home, they are envious again.

In the evening, Chen Ao took his wife to the Duke Qiguo Mansion and greeted Zhou Zheng and his wife. Everyone chatted happily for a few words, and they were all kind and sent someone to the Yang Mansion. The more this time, the more Yang Jian was, he would not touch the ground, and he would not be able to leave the palace until Lantern Festival, so it was enough to take the imperial edict to go to his mansion.

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The first chapter today is delivered. Sweat. A friend actually gave me 18888 coins. I was ashamed and ashamed. I don’t know what to say. I am grateful but grateful. After all, there is a hall master. Cough, I don’t say anything. I can write a book well. I can’t repay you. I can only ensure that I can try my best to write the book well, not to be unfinished, not to be eunuchs, and insist on updating it to repay you.
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