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Chapter 128: The horn of troubled times

"I'm talking about me, you're also spoiled God too?"

Xu Xian rolled her eyes at Bai Suzhen and hugged her complaining in her arms.

This hand made a red glow appear on Bai Suzhen's fair face.

Although he was snuggling in Xu Xian's arms, he muttered in a low voice.

"My husband, so many people are watching..."

Xu Xianyi smiled and said to himself that Dabai was getting richer and richer.

He hugged it warmly and fragrantly in his arms, and said indifferently: "Look! I'll hold my wife, but I won't allow it anymore?"

The trio swaying outside also came back at this time. As soon as two little guys walked in, the giggling sounded throughout the old house.

Looking at the two of them with red faces, Bai Suzhen broke free from Xu Xian's arms and walked up to wipe their sweat.

"Mom! Look, this gouache is so good?! The shopkeeper said that this is the best gouache in Qiantang! But it was sent to the capital to the nobles!"

Bai Suzhen was busy wiping their sweat, while Xu Yu took out the gouache from his arms and gave it to Bai Suzhen as if he was offering treasures.

Although Bai Suzhen doesn't like to use rouge, her daughter's intentions make her sweet.

Xu Jue also took out the rouge and gave it to Bai Suzhen.

However, Xu Xian looked at the family happily and sighed.

After the New Year, we have to change the year name and Kaienke. After the severe drought in the world, it will last for two years.

At this time, productivity can consume most of the food stored in just one year.

The two consecutive years of severe drought are enough to make Da Zhao face a desperate situation.

"Erlang! What are you thinking?! Hurry up and take Yu'er and the others back for dinner!"

The old man of the Xu family was wearing a new silk gown, but the old man worked hard all his life and really didn't look like a landlord and old fortune.

The old lady is also luxurious, but she is used to the traces of farming, which makes the old lady still look like a dealer.

Even now, the Xu family does not have many rules for wealthy families.

We eat together. During New Year and holidays, we will give the servants a holiday to go back to have a meal with their family members.

Those who don’t go back will have dinner together.

According to Xu Xian and his sister Xu Jiaorong, you cannot forget your poor background after a few days of wealth.

Why do poor people make things difficult for poor people? The Xu family is also from poor people.

I have seen the arrogant virtues of the men, but the Xu family cannot do this.

This made the Xu family a special existence in Qiantang Mansion.

In terms of status, Xu Xian is a disciple of the half-step saint Xu Wenchang and the son-in-law of the retired boss Zhou Huairen.

In terms of wealth, the Xu family's several shops, as well as the West Lake treasures that Bai Suzhen sisters are also second to none.

But their family is also the most wealthy family like a commoner's family. There is no red tape or bullying others with power.

Even the old man and the old lady of the Xu family went out, but she didn't even carry a sedan chair.

Most of the time, these two people walked by themselves.

Occasionally, I went out a little further and took a carriage. There was no show beside me except for two men protecting me.

"Come on... sit down! Jue'er, Yu'er, one chicken leg for each person! Grow up quickly."

Xu Jiaorong walked out happily with a large plate of dishes around the apron, looking at the whole family feeling relieved.

The table was full of chicken, duck, fish and meat. In a trance, Xu Jiaorong remembered ten years ago.

At that time, I was not old and my younger brother was still young.

During the Chinese New Year at home, my father gritted his teeth and bought two taels of fat pork.

My mother carefully squeezed the lard and scraped out a little and copied the plate of vegetables.

I took some snails from the river and fryed them with the squeezed lard.

The family ate that little lard residue until the fifth day of the New Year.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. My younger brother has grown up and his family has improved.

"Li Gongfu!!"

Li Gongfu, who was secretly pouring wine, was shocked and quickly pushed the bottle to Xu Xian.

He looked at Xu Jiaorong with a flattering look: "It's time for the holiday! Drink some, drink some..."

"This is a big holiday, sister, just let your brother-in-law have some drinks?"

Seeing his younger brother speaking, Xu Jiaorong glared at Li Gongfu: "Don't drink too much!"

Li Gongfu gave Xu Xian a thumbs up gratitude, then hugged Xu Xian and smiled.

"How is it?! When will you have a baby?!"

Xu Xian smashed his mouth and said with a chuckle: "This matter is right! My wife and I are still young, and it has only been less than a year since we got married."

Bai Suzhen's ears were very good, and her face suddenly turned red with a "swallow".

She was actually anxious even if she didn't say it. She knew that the two elders of the Xu family didn't say it, but she still wanted to have a grandson in her heart.

It is also the wish of the Xu siblings to be able to hold a grandson while the old man is alive.

But they never say it.

The family had a happy meal, and Li Gongfu got drunk again without any surprise.

After Xu Jiaorong stared helplessly and was carried back, Xu Xian smiled and pulled Bai Suzhen back into the room with a blushing face.

Xu Xian couldn't help but sigh these days that the New Year atmosphere in Qiantang is so strong.

In the era when he came, firecrackers were not allowed to be set off for safety reasons, fireworks were not allowed to be set off, and life was in a hurry.

The New Year atmosphere in the city is nothing but mahjong and cards, and some flower markets.

However, Qiantang Street was bustling, and the prefect He Zirong was exempted from a curfew.

This made the entire Qiantang even more lively, but the monsters in Bibo Palace secretly maintained order.

Li Gongfu also brought people to patrol the streets, so no trouble happened.

Before the year was over, the imperial edict from the capital had already been delivered.

The world has announced that the year name is "Xiansheng", and this year is the "Xiansheng Year".

Xu Xian couldn't help but sneer at the announcement. This "sage of the saint" was afraid that the decline of the Great Zhao would begin.

At this time, there was no peace in the capital.

Da Zhao wants to celebrate the New Year, but there is no custom of celebrating the New Year on the grassland. Sanger said that he would not send troops, but it did not mean that she would not do anything.

The envoy from Beidi entered the pass directly, and carried the bodies of the guards and others into the capital in a swagger.

When these corpses were placed in the Golden Palace, Zhao Qing's face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"The Emperor of the Northern Di Da Khan sent his subordinates to ask Emperor Zhao, is Da Zhao going to war with me Bei Di!!"

This shout made Zhao Qing in the Golden Palace even more angry.

I thought to myself, why can't those idiots even handle this matter well, and even asked Bei Di to catch him.

"At this time, I definitely don't know! I have no idea of ​​letting the war slay the border."

After all, after receiving royal education, Zhao Qing could still deal with it even though he was angry now.

"I will explain this matter to Beidi! But this is not because I am afraid of you Beidi. If you Beidi wants to start a war, I will be with the soldiers of the Great Zhao at any time!"

The words in his mouth were so tough, but Zhao Qing's constant trembling hands silently explained what he was thinking in his heart.

Now Da Zhao can’t afford to fight!
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