Chapter 43: Princess Danyang’s first chapter ends

Time gradually reached the last day of the fourth year of Daye, New Year's Eve.

Every household started to get busy early in the morning and was preparing to welcome the arrival of the New Year. In Luoyang City, long bamboo poles were erected in the courtyards of each family, and flags were hung on the poles to pray for their longevity. The housewives prepared to slaughter the Su wine, and put taro man, chicken shredded wax mouth, swallow powder lychees, and frozen poplar porridge. These are foods that must be eaten on the New Year, and every household must prepare them.

The men placed ancestral spirit seats, presented tributes, and prepared New Year's sacrifices. Yang Yuanqing's mansion was no exception. This year was his first time to celebrate the New Year with his family, so he also attached great importance to it and politely declined the request of the Pei family and Princess Leping, and devoted himself to celebrating the New Year at his own home.

In a small courtyard in the back garden, Yang Yuanqing and several iron guards were cleaning up the house and placing the spiritual seat of his grandfather Yang Su. This small courtyard with only four rooms will officially become Yang Yuanqing's small family temple. In addition to his grandfather's spiritual seat, he also placed his mother Li's spiritual seat here.

In the yard, three nuns were also cleaning the yard. The nuns came from Tzu Chi Temple outside the southern city. According to the customs of the Sui Dynasty, wealthy and wealthy families would generally support the temple. Tzu Chi Temple was supported by Minqiu's grandmother, Mrs. Cui. Minqiu discussed it with Chuchen, and they also decided to support Tzu Chi Temple. Like the Pei family, they gave Tzu Chi Temple five thousand incense, oil and 300 stones of rice every year. In addition, three nuns were invited to live in the mansion for a long time, chanting Buddha's name in the family temple, praying for the spirits.

Yang Wulang stared at the bald heads of several young nuns in the yard, blinked at Yang Balang beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you think the young master have invited a few young nuns?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Sanlang from behind beat him hard, "You idiot, this is an inner hut. If you don't invite a nun, would you invite a monk?"

Yang Wulang covered his head and said, "Of course I know I can't invite a monk. I'm worried about the safety of several young nuns."

"Shh! The young master is here."

Yang Yuanqing walked into the yard, waved to them and smiled, "You guys come and help!"

Several people hurried out of the yard and saw a white jade Guanyin Bodhisattva transported outside the yard. It was one meter tall and carved from a whole piece of jade. It was solemn and carved with exquisite craftsmanship.

Yang Wulang hurriedly asked Yang Balang, "How much is this jade Bodhisattva worth?"

Yang Balang shook his head, "I can't calculate it, at least I'll have to pay more than 100,000 yuan."

Yang Wulang couldn't help but be shocked and exclaimed: "Young Master, is this also given by Princess Leping?"

"What are you doing when you say so much nonsense? Move in!"

Yang Yuanqing gave the order, and several iron guards rushed forward to help and slowly moved the jade Bodhisattva, which was nearly a thousand pounds, into the yard. The three female nuns hurriedly clasped their hands and bowed. Everyone tried their best and carefully moved the jade Bodhisattva into the Buddhist temple that had been packed.

This jade Bodhisattva was indeed given by Princess Leping and was also a property from the Northern Zhou Dynasty imperial palace. Yang Lihua personally sent the jade Bodhisattva. This year, his daughter and son-in-law were at his husband's house in Chang'an for the New Year, and only Yang Lihua was left alone. She simply came to Yang Yuanqing's mansion to celebrate the New Year with them.

There was constant laughter in the main hall of the inner house. Pei Minqiu and Chuchen were talking with Yang Lihua, but their eyes were looking at the yard where there were two children, one of Yang Yuanqing's one-year-old daughter Bing'er, and the other was also a little girl, about four or five years old, holding a small shovel and busy building snowmen in the yard. There were two palace maids and Bing'er's wet nurses next to them, looking at the two children with fear.

The little girl looks picturesque and extremely delicate. She was brought by Yang Lihua, named Yang Fangxin, nicknamed Aman, and is the youngest daughter of Emperor Yang Guang. Renshou was born in the fourth year and was five years old this year. She was named Princess Danyang.

Princess Danyang Aman is also Yang Guang's baby daughter. She rarely goes out of the palace. She is only taken by Yang Lihua to the mansion to play. She was originally passing by Yang Yuanqing's mansion back to the palace, but when she saw Bing'er, she insisted on playing with her little sister for a while.

Aman had already piled up a little snowman. Bing'er was extremely smart. She found three small stones and handed them to Aman, "For you!"

Aman smiled with a pursed lips, and the stone became eyes and nose.

Yang Lihua couldn't help laughing: "Bing'er is very smart! She knows how to build a snowman with her aunt after only one year old."

Min Qiu smiled and said, "This little guy is so naughty. Yesterday I buried an old shoe in the yard. Isn't it just like burying old shoes and giving out seals? She secretly saw it, but she buried one of her shoes in the soil."

Yang Lihua laughed loudly when she heard this, Chuchen laughed and said, "When she talked about shoes, there is another fun thing. When she was one year old, the child wanted to catch Zhou. As a result, she grabbed a small jade shoe given by her grandmother, which was only the size of a thumb. She told her grandmother that the shoes were too small and she couldn't wear them, so she asked her grandmother to change one for her."

Everyone laughed. At this time, Yang Yuanqing walked in, holding two small red bags in his hand. When Bing'er saw his father come in, he reached out to hug her. Yang Yuanqing hugged her. Seeing that the little snowman was piled up like a decent person, he smiled and asked the little princess: "What do you think there is no snowman?"

Aman tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at Yang Yuanqing again, and suddenly clapped his hands and smiled, "I understand, I'm missing a hat."

She begged Yang Yuanqing: "Big brother, please give me the hat!"

Seeing that she was not as arrogant as a princess, innocent and cute, Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but like her very much, so she smiled slightly, took off the hat from her head and handed it to her. Aman smiled and gave the hat to the snowman, and the snowman suddenly became vivid.

Aman clapped his hands happily, and Bing'er jumped around and giggled. At this time, Bing'er suddenly saw his father holding two small red bags in his hand. He was immediately attracted and reached out to grab them.

Aman's curiosity also turned to Yang Yuanqing's hands and asked, "What is this?"

Yang Yuanqing was helpless by his daughter, so he had to give them one of the little red bags. Bing'er shook them with the red bag and shook out dozens of sesame seeds. However, Aman's bag was covered with little beans. She carefully counted and found that there were 27 pills in total.

"Big brother, why do you have sesame seeds and beans?"

"This is a custom. During the Chinese New Year, you should throw sesame seeds and beans into the well. Sesame seeds represent heights and beans represent bumper crops."

"Then why are there twenty-seven grains? Since it is a bumper harvest, why are there only beans?"

Aman asked Yang Yuanqing, but he didn't know why. He could only smile bitterly and said, "Big brother doesn't know why? You can go and ask the gentleman in the palace, and tell me if you ask."

"Okay!" Aman pointed his head.

Yang Yuanqing stood up, held his daughter in one hand and the little princess in the other, and walked into the inner hall.

Everyone sat down in front of the brazier. Yang Lihua hugged Aman in her arms and said with a smile: "Yuanqing, I'm here today. I have another important thing to tell you. The emperor has decided to re-appoint you as the general manager of Fengzhou, the prefect of Wuyuan County and the governor of Hetao. It is estimated that the time for you to take office will be up."

Yang Yuanqing was ecstatic. He thought he was going to participate in the Battle of Tuyuhun, but he did not expect that at his most unintentional moment, the goddess of fate favored him again.

"Aunt, when will you take office?" he asked anxiously.

"Departure on the 20th day of the first lunar month, this is also the time when the emperor set out for the west tour of the river right. All officials in the capital will accompany you, including me, I will also accompany you, but you can't accompany you. It's really a pity."

Yang Lihua felt a little sad. She felt that she was getting older and her life began to decline. I don’t know if she had a chance to meet him again after parting.

She glanced at Pei Minqiu and Zhang Chuchen and forced a smile, "I will do my best! Although the imperial court rules stipulate that your wife will be hosted in Jing, you don't have a son yet, so you may be able to be compatible. I try to convince the emperor to let you take your wife with you. Yuan Qing, this is also the last time I will help you, and I will rely on you in the future."

When Yang Yuanqing heard Yang Lihua's tone with a hint of farewell, he also felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

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Before dinner, Yang Yuanqing began his first New Year's Eve festival. In the middle of the room was the spiritual seat of his grandfather Yang Su. The altar was filled with various tributes, and on the side was the spiritual seat of his mother Li, which was also filled with incense and candle tributes. The three nuns sat on the other side, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures in a low voice.

Yang Yuanqing was wearing a black sacrificial robe, standing in front with a solemn expression. His two wives stood behind him, and they were also wearing black sacrificial robes. The slightly different thing was that there was a gold edge under Minqiu's sacrificial robe, while the out-of-dollar robe had a silver edge. This was the difference in their status.

Yang Lihua served as the temporary priest, and she shouted in a low voice: "Good time is here, salute!"

Yang Yuanqing first kowtowed to his mother's spiritual position, held three incense sticks in his hand and bowed to the tribute. He inserted the incense into the incense burner. He kowtowed slowly, kowtowed three times, and then turned around to take three incense sticks and kowtowed in front of his grandfather's spirit. He also prayed silently in his heart: "Grandfather, grandson Yuanqing knows that the world is about to be in chaos. Yuanqing will take it as his responsibility to support the people of the world, plan the future and wait for an opportunity to fight for the Central Plains, and strive for the Nine Five. Although there are many heroes in the world, Yuanqing will definitely look down on all the heroes. I hope my grandfather will protect his grandson in the sky."

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Just when Yang Yuanqing was worshiping at the small family temple, the New Year's Eve ceremony was also held in the ancestral hall of Yang Mansion. This was the last sacrifice in the fifth year of Daye. Nearly a hundred children of the Yang family's legitimate illegitimate children gathered in front of the ancestral hall. The sacrifices of the Yang family were far larger than those of Yang Yuanqing, and the sacrifices were richer. Priests, deacons, bell holders, lamp holders, and various priests were fully equipped and the rules were stricter. There were only men and no woman.

A hundred Yang family children were wearing black sacrificial robes. Amid the crisp sound of the sacrifice bells and the loud shouts of the priests, the Yang family children bowed and bowed to the patriarch Yang Xuangan.

"Rise the incense, bow, bow again, bow!"

"After the ceremony, I will bow my knees and bow down!"

Yang Xuangan knelt down in front of the spirit of his ancestors and father, but silently prayed in his heart: "My father is here, and my child Xuangan swears here that in the world, in the world, in the will of chaos, my son will uphold his father's will, raise troops to the Central Plains, the Yangs in Guanlong, and Yangshen, and the Yangshen in Hongnong, and the country in the world will belong to my Yang family!"

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On the 20th day of the first lunar month of the fifth year of Daye, Yang Guang personally led a 500,000 army, as well as civil and military officials in the capital, thousands of royal relatives, and went westward, opening the prelude to the battle of the Great Sui Dynasty to conquer Tuyuhun. However, Yang Guang did not let Yang Yuanqing follow. The capital was empty and the north needed important officials to guard the ward. He once again appointed Yang Yuanqing as the general manager of Fengzhou, the prefect of Wuyuan County and the commander of Hetao, and went to Hetao to guard the border.

On the same day, Yang Yuanqing took his wife and daughter to bid farewell to the capital and left for him again to Hetao, which he had been dreaming about.

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At this point, the first chapter of "The Legend of the World" has officially ended, and the middle chapter has begun. Please read Volume 10 "The First Beat of the Goryeo Drum". Lao Gao asked for monthly tickets!

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Chapter completed!