Chapter 194: Winter and Spring Come Another Year
The two of them walked back holding hands, but Song Ruoxi kept hiccupping. Ye Shuhua was anxious and said, "Come on, go and summon the good doctor to the young man..."
"You don't look at what day it is today. Where can I call the good doctor at this time? Besides, I will only burp a few times. It's not a big deal. There is no need to bother the good doctor." Song Ruoxi said intermittently while burping, "I can stop breathing for thirty seconds."
Song Ruoxi held his breath for 30 seconds, and the hiccups stopped. Ye Shuhua smiled and said, "I forgot that Yingying understands medical skills."
Song Ruoxi smiled, "Okay, let's go in!"
In the Changyin Pavilion, the stage of Shengdan and Jingwei Chou sang lively, and the people below were drowsy. Ye Chengkun could no longer hold on and was taken to Tongleyuan. Ye Shuting and Li Luaner were also so sleepy that they leaned on the chair and took a nap.
After singing a few more plays, a servant walked to Li Jicai and whispered a few words. Li Jicai nodded and walked to Ye Fan, "The city lord, it's almost time to get married."
"Stop." Ye Fan said loudly.
The half-singed play on the stage ended abruptly.
Ye Shuting and Li Luaner's maid awakened them respectively.
"Dang" the four bell towers in the city are ringing at the same time at midnight, and the sound is spreading for hundreds of miles.
"Fire the cannon!" With Ye Fan's order, the firecrackers started to sound.
After setting off firecrackers, the maids brought dumplings, each with a bowl. After eating the dumplings, they placed them on the heaven and earth table to meet the gods. Ye Fan led the ceremony to hold the pine and cypress branches, making a creaking sound.
After receiving the god, Ye Fan led his family out of the pavilion, got on the chariot, went to the Wushen Gate, watched the fireworks, and enjoyed the people. The illegitimate sons and daughters-in-law of Ye Xiao'an and other concubines were not qualified to go to the city tower. Last year, there were Ye Fan, the lord of Zhaoping County and Ye Shuhua, and this year there was Song Ruoxi.
When the four people appeared on the high city tower, the shouts of the people in the city swept over like a tsunami, "The city lord is blessed, the lady is blessed, the young city lord is blessed, and the young lady is blessed."
Song Ruoxi had never been worshipped by tens of thousands of people. It felt very subtle. She looked at Ye Shuhua beside her and reached out to hold his hand.
Ye Shuhua thought she was nervous and comforted her and gave her a gentle smile.
Song Ruoxi replied with a sweet smile.
"God blesses the heavens, the people of the city are blessed, the weather is good, and the grains are abundant." Ye's voice was like a bell, and it was heard from afar.
"The city lord is blessed, the lady is blessed, the young city lord is blessed, the young lady is blessed." The city people under the city kept shouting.
"Bang" colorful fireworks rose into the sky, drawing silver arcs in the night, exploded after they were drawn, and bunches of dazzling fireworks rotated, enlarged, and deformed. The fire trees and silver flowers bloomed, brilliant and beautiful, and the sky was bright like day and night.
After watching the fireworks, it was already the beginning of Yin. Ye Xiaoan and others went to Tongfuyuan and Tongxiyuan. After a while, they had to go to Fengxiantang.
As soon as Song Ruoxi got on the carriage, he leaned into Ye Shuhua's arms and closed his eyes to sleep. It was an hour to sleep. She was almost exhausted. When the carriage arrived at Dongyuan, she was already asleep. Ye Shuhua did not wake her up and carried her into Shuyuyuan.
On New Year's Eve, it is important to stay up until dawn and not sleep all night. Song Ruoxi was screamed after sleeping for less than an hour. She was drowsy and half-squinted. Before she could wake up, she sat in front of the dressing table, shook her head one after another, ready to fall asleep again at any time.
"Mrs. Young Madam, you are moving like this, I can't hold my hair in my bun." Xiangduo was about to pull it up when Song Ruoxi moved and her hair spread out again.
"I'll do it." Lu Xiu smiled and took the comb, helping Song Ruoxi tie up a flying fairy bun.
Xiangduo saw that Green Sleeve quickly rolled up her hair bun and smiled and said, "My sister-in-law is still the first-year high school skill."
"Practice makes perfect. In the future, if you are fine, try your hand on their heads more often." Seeing that Song Ruoxi was still staring at her, Lu Xiu didn't ask her, and helped her choose the right jewelry and put it on her hair bun one by one.
Silkworm and Vanilla led people to bring breakfast in.
Song Ruoxi's eyelids drooped, as if he was awake but not awake. He reached out to take the bowl, served a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth.
"Young lady, be careful of hot."
"Wow, it's so hot!" The silkworm shouted late. Song Ruoxi's was burned, and of course he was completely awake. Fortunately, the porridge was cooked in a bowl and served from the kitchen. It took a while and it was not as hot as it was when it was just out of the pot.
"Are there any burns?" Ye Shu Chinese immediately arrived in front of Song Ruoxi, stared at her lips nervously, and asked.
Song Ruoxi touched his lips, "It hurts a little."
"Get the medicine quickly." Ye Shuhua shouted.
"Young City Lord, scalding medicine is used externally and cannot be applied to your mouth." Green Sweet said.
"What should I do?" Ye Shuhua asked anxiously.
Song Ruoxi put down his hand and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Come and give it to me with a cup of cold water."
Ye Shuhua saw that Song Ruoxi's lips were just a little red and had not been blistered. He knew it was not too serious and said, "After lunch, there will be nothing to do in the afternoon, so you will come back to take a nap."
Song Ruoxi nodded. She really didn't have the energy to socialize.
After breakfast, the people in the garden came to greet each other and said a series of auspicious words. Ye Shuhua and Song Ruoxi respectively received red envelopes. They went out and took a carriage to Fengxian Hall. After the sacrifice, they greeted Ye Fan and Zhaoping County Lord, and received two red envelopes. The brothers and sisters-in-law paid New Year greetings to each other, and the two gave red envelopes to their nieces and nieces. They had no children yet, but they only saw the red envelopes but did not come in.
After leaving Fengxiantang, the men and women separated. Yefan took their children and grandchildren to Zhongyongtang. The county lord Zhaoping brought the female relatives back to Danning residence. The wife and concubines were coming to pay New Year's greetings to the county lord Zhaoping.
At the beginning of the Si period, people from the Ye tribe outside the city entered the city one after another, men went to Zhongyong Hall, and women went to Danning House. After paying New Year's greetings to each other, Song Ruoxi played the role of a boy who was scattered in wealth again.
He said politely for a while, and when everyone was almost here, under the leadership of the Zhaoping County Lord, he went to Qiushuang Hall for lunch. The banquet was over, and Song Ruoxi returned to Shuyuyuan, removed the hairpin ring, loosened his hair and went to bed.
When Ye Shuhua came back, it was already Shen Shizheng. Song Ruoxi was sleeping soundly. Looking at her pure sleeping face, he bent down and kissed her forehead gently. He sat by the bed and looked at her for a long time before taking off his brocade robe, going to bed and hugging her in his arms, and gently gnawing on her earlobe.
"Yes." Song Ruoxi moved in his sleep.
Ye Shuhua was afraid of waking her up, so she didn't dare to move around anymore, so she hugged her and fell asleep. When she slept at the lantern, she found that Ouyang, who had left the city to go home for the New Year, had already returned.
"I wish you a happy New Year to the Young City Lord and a happy New Year to the Young City Lord and a happy New Year to the Young City Lord and a happy New Year."
"Get up quickly." Song Ruoxi stepped forward and helped her up with her hands and smiled, "Wife, I didn't allow you to leave for three days and let you come back only after the third year of junior high school. Why are you back today?"
"I am idle at home, so I came back early." In fact, Ouyang came back early when he learned about Mrs. Xiaobin.
After dinner, Ouyang waited for Ye Shuhua to take a shower and hurriedly asked Song Ruoxi, "Mrs. Young lady, I heard that Mrs. Xiaobin ordered a play, annoyed her wife, and was demoted to the alley, right?"
Song Ruoxi nodded, "Wuhan mentioned this, I really want to ask the wet nurse for advice."
"I dare not be the young lady, I dare not be the one who is the young lady. Is there anything I need to ask me? "Ouyang smiled.
Song Ruoxi was confused about what happened last night. It was obvious that the Lord of Zhaoping County was not because of Ye Chengchang's education issue. The reason was that after dealing with Mrs. Xiaobin, she did not mention Ye Chengchang. The conclusion was that there must be another reason for her handling of Mrs. Xiaobin, but what is the reason?
"What is the play that Mrs. Xiaobin ordered?" asked Ouyang.
"It tells the story of a scholar and a little nun who had no matchmaker in the nun. They seemed to have a son, and later the son came to the nun to recognize his mother." The play was not full, and Song Ruoxi was also absent-minded when he heard it. He could only tell Ouyang's story from Ye Chengchang. As for whether it was, she didn't know.
Ouyang lowered his head and thought for a while, saying, "Mrs. Xiaobin is the intention of mocking the young city lord and the young lady."
"Ah?" Song Ruoxi was confused. How could this drama involve her and Ye Shuhua? He was not a scholar, she was not a young nun, and the two were not a matchmaker.
"The young city lord once said that he wanted to become a monk. I guess she had said that?"
Song Ruoxi suddenly realized, "But we have not become monks and have become husband and wife. Mrs. Xiaobin used the play to mock us for being untrustful, and the other was mocking us for forgetting the Buddhist rules and precepts."
"That's why the lady will have her."
Song Ruoxi's doubt has been solved, but there is another puzzlement, "Why did Mrs. Xiaobin do this?"
"I don't know this." Ouyang curled his lips disdainfully and added, "But Mrs. Xiaobin's mind has always been problematic and often does something uncontrollable."
Song Ruoxi understood that Mrs. Xiaobin is a brain-dead person. Since this is the case, there is no need to think about her intentions, because normal people can’t figure out where the logic of a brain-dead person is. Instead of spending that time and thought, it’s better to do some serious things, such as taking the husband off the bed sheets.
Song Ruoxi could not think about this problem, but Ye Xiaoliang had to think about it. He also felt that the county lord Zhaoping was not helping Ye Chengchang to stand out. He believed that it was a problem with the play. He had read the complete play and urgently summoned his companions and followers. Several people gathered together and analyzed it for a long time, and came to the conclusion that Mrs. Xiaobin wanted to mock Ye Shuhua.
Ye Xiaoliang was almost angry at this conclusion. According to his ranking, the possibility of becoming the city lord was very slim, and he did not want to go over to find that position. He planned to become a relative, so he moved to the Duke's mansion and waited for his father to take his biological mother out to support him a hundred years later, but now everything has been disturbed by his biological mother.
Ye Xiaoliang couldn't understand why Mrs. Xiaobin did this? It was not good for him to offend the county lord Zhaoping and Ye Shuhua. He wanted to ask clearly and understand. At dusk, taking advantage of the negligence of the guards during the shift exchange, Ye Xiaoliang sneaked into Zhongyuan with two confidant servants and hid in a remote courtyard.
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Note: Xianxue will have to go on a business trip tomorrow and will not be back next Monday.
Chapter completed!