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In the private room, a group of puppies were "flattering".

Zhao Yanqiu also sent people to find people from other teams.

The Zhendong Prince's Mansion was the first to be visited. The team of the Zhendong Prince's Mansion was the champion of the second season.

In the end, the sons and brothers of Zhendong Prince's Mansion tactfully refused after getting the news.

It's Chinese New Year, let them play a game for a group of small shopkeepers?

They suppressed the East Prince's Mansion, and with the queen and queen there, they lost their status by virtue of the ground.

The news that Zhao Yanqiu got was that the Zhendong Prince's Mansion's team was short of personnel, and I was really sorry that we couldn't come to this match.

Zhao Yanqiu: "..."

This New Year's Eve, good people don't stay in Liangjing, and suddenly go to other places?

Zhao Yanqiu frowned, and glanced at the steward of Zhendong Palace who came to explain the situation together.

Relying on the power of the queen, the Zhendong Palace is so arrogant that even the prince is ignored.

Zhao Yanqiu suddenly laughed, if they knew that the game was for the saints, they missed this opportunity, and they would cry with regret.

There was no intention of reminding him at all, since he had swept his face, it would be magnanimous for him not to wear small shoes for the other party.

Zhao Yanqiu said to the butler, "Since the sons of Zhendong Prince's Mansion are so busy, then don't bother them."

The housekeeper's sweat was dripping down, and it was quite cold, so he said, "It really ruined His Highness Fifth, and when the masters come back from the New Year, we will come to make an apology to His Highness Fifth, but now we really have something to do." I can't come, our son was summoned into the palace by the empress..."

The corners of Zhao Yanqiu's lips were raised, and he said "Oh" when he mentioned something about the queen, "It's my fault, it's not like this big New Year's Eve, the palace summons him frequently."

"Since that's the case, just go back and say, don't bother Zhendong Palace here."

The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Yes."

Only then did Zhao Yanqiu say to the servant, "Let the team from Andingdu Weifu come here."

Anding Duwei's team is the champion of the third season.

Speaking of Anding Duwei Mansion, I am afraid that many people don't remember it. In the past, Anding Duwei Mansion once had a good time, but unfortunately it gradually declined. It became less and less talkative in the court, and gradually moved away from everyone's sight.

Not long ago, as a dark horse, he won the championship of the third season, which surprised people for a long time. With the help of the Battle of the Three Streets, he emerged again.

Although the Anding Duwei Mansion was in decline, but relying on the martial arts handed down from their families, the young masters in the mansion were able to hold their breath and practiced martial arts steadily, and this was the reason for the blockbuster that season.

When they got the news, they agreed directly.

Do you know how long it takes to queue up for the Battle of Three Streets now?Even if they are the champions of their third season, if they want to play a practice match, they have to queue for a day or two.

They don't have a prominent status, so the Zhenbei Palace can arrange a special practice match for them.

So as soon as I got the news, I rushed over.

They really like this competitive battlefield and the feeling of blood boiling.

When Zhao Yanqiu saw the team from Anding Duwei Mansion, he couldn't help but compare it with the people from Zhendong Palace.

He sighed in his heart and reminded, "Although it is only a warm-up match, if this match is played beautifully, it will naturally benefit you."

The people in Anding Duwei's Mansion couldn't help but look at Zhao Yanqiu, "Why did His Highness Fifth say that?"

Isn't it just a warm-up before the annual finals?Why would you specifically say that it is of great benefit.

Zhao Yanqiu said with a smile, "Andingdu Weifu has been silent for too long, whether it can regain its former glory or not, we may just watch this game."

"Otherwise, it's New Year's Eve, I'm too busy to find you guys in a hurry."

The people from Anding Duwei Mansion were slightly taken aback, and asked, "Is there any noble person who came to watch our game?"

After finishing speaking, it was a little weird, who can be called a nobleman in front of His Highness the Fifth Highness?

Zhao Yanqiu was very popular with the Zhendong Prince's Mansion today, so seeing such active people in the Anding Duwei Mansion, he also wanted to make a point. He didn't speak, but pointed his finger upwards.

People from Anding Duwei Mansion: "..."

I took a deep breath in my heart.

Then he swallowed again.

So, they are dancing to the saint now?

day.

You must know that only by winning the martial arts election every three years can you show your strengths in front of the saint.

As for the martial arts election, people need to be recommended, and they don't even have the qualifications for the martial arts election.

The excitement in my heart can be imagined, it is probably similar to winning the 500 million lottery without warning.

He clasped his fists quickly, "Many... Thank you, Your Highness Fifth, for your suggestion."

Zhao Yanqiu sighed, some people still don't like this benefit.

In the Battle of the Three Streets, the season champions of the first and third quarters faced each other.

The competition begins.

Inside the box.

The window was opened, and the street below could be seen directly, and the view was very good.

To be able to win the season championship, everyone in the team is quite capable.

Therefore, even at the beginning, the single-line confrontation is extremely exciting, let alone someone who knows something inside and intends to perform better.

On the street, the two confronting each other, the fight was in full swing.

Zhao Yanqiu aroused the opponent's team's momentum, and they played very hard in this match.

Zhao Jingcheng rubbed his chubby hands, couldn't hold back, and said, "Saint, look, look at the one holding the big shield. He learned it from me. Really, only our youth team used this tactic before. They all used it." We followed suit because we felt our tactics were good.”

The current Battle of the Three Streets is no longer a blind man trying to figure out the elephant at the beginning. Even the audience is clear about the rules of the game, let alone the participating teams.

Various tactics have also begun to emerge, which is refreshing and dizzying.

Even for Mo Shaoheng, it is not easy to win easily by tactics now.

"Saint, saint, look at that little soldier, he is going to cut the flag of the arrow tower, this little soldier has played well, and actually knows to cut the flag when the heroes are entangled, this is a game of siege, you can't succeed Momentary courage."

As soon as the words fell, the soldier was shot and fell halfway.

A group of students: "It's a pity, it's just that close. The shooter on the arrow tower reacted and dealt with the soldiers first, and then went to help the hero."

While talking, he looked at the saint and acted as a commentator.

The little butt kept leaning towards the saint.

Zhao Jingcheng: "..."

ha?

Intuit shameless.

Arching his buttocks, he pushed away the students who were squeezing over, and rubbed himself a little past.

At this time, the sage reached out and pointed to a corner of the house outside. There was a person crouching in the shadow of the corner, and said, "What is he doing?"

Zhao Jingcheng almost jumped up, stretched out his chubby hand to cover the saint's mouth, and then he reacted.

He was so scared to death, he was so brave that he wanted to cover the saint's mouth.

Said, "It's the jungler of the red team, he is looking for an opportunity to make a surprise attack."

"We, the audience, also have the rules of the game. Just like playing chess, watch the chess without saying a word. If you accidentally see an ambush on the battlefield, you must pretend that nothing happened, otherwise you will be exposed and it will be unfair to others."

The saint nodded, "This game is interesting."

Even the audience is so involved.

It has to be said that some old audiences are now actors.

"Saint, are you very nervous? Every time I see an ambush and a surprise attack, I feel like a deer is jumping in my heart."

The ambush outside the window has begun.

Like a hunter at night, he pounced on the right moment.

The sudden ambush suddenly turned the battle into two V one, or sneak attack.

But... the red team's jungler just rushed out, and the blue team rushed out of the shadows. They were the blue team's jungler and support.

Zhao Jingcheng was excited, "They are squatting, they are waiting for the red team's jungler to come out, and they even counted that the red team's jungler is coming to sneak attack."

A classic ambush and counter-ambush appeared in front of us.

The saints all looked surprised.

This is not a simple fight and contest.

It contains complex strategies and scheming.

It was a comprehensive confrontation between all parties on the battlefield.

On the street, the fighting was fierce.

The audience finally couldn't hold back the sound of applause, one after another.

fantastic.

The ambushed becomes the ambushed.

The scene was once intense to the extreme.

The saint suddenly said, "Who is planning this counter-ambush?"

Mo Shaoheng replied, "People from Andingdu Weifu, they are the champions of the third quarter competition."

The sage snorted and thought for a while, "It's not bad."

At this time, some changes took place on the field.

Zhao Yanqiu was "killed" and left the field, but he also kept their jungler and retreated, and continued to resist with the help of the arrow tower.

Zhao Jingcheng began to explain again, "It's amazing to lose only one person. If it were our youth team, the whole army would definitely be wiped out."

Mo Shaoheng also nodded, "The Fifth Highness didn't retreat just now, but held back the other three. This is the way to minimize the loss."

The sage was also looking at the princes, "It's not bad to be calm in times of danger."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "The Battle of the Three Streets was a battle to seize the city. An encounter can't explain anything. In the end, it is still uncertain who will win the battle."

The saint nodded.

As a general commanding the entire army, it should indeed be so. Although it is a pity to lose the wind in an encounter, it is more important to consider the impact on the overall situation.

At this time, Zhao Yanqiu had already returned to the camp, waiting to play again.

I also wondered in my heart whether he could have mentioned something too much, the other party was too cruel, and he behaved too well, just the counter-ambush just now, the people of Anding Duwei Mansion might be able to leave a hole in front of the saint. Not bad impression.

Zhao Yanhuo said in his heart, no, you can't lose face no matter what.

He straightened his face and became serious.

Because of the resumption of the Battle of the Three Streets, some people who heard the news gathered on the street one after another.

Through the window, you can see the lively scene at this time.

The sage couldn't help sighing, "It's quite a bustling scene."

Zhao Jingcheng smiled, "Saint, this is a time when there are few people, and there are more people here on weekdays, so it will be lively."

"Now in Liangjing, there are only three places that are the most lively, East Market, West Market, and here."

Mo Shaoheng looked at a group of students who squeezed into the saint's side at some point: "..."

Too legit.

It's really not concealed at all.

A group of students snickered until their faces were rotten, and they still had to pretend to be cute that they had never been before.

saint:"……"

I guess I've never felt like this before.

For a person who is accustomed to majesty, it may seem good to have such a sudden feeling.

Of course, this cannot always be expected.

The sage did seem to have a different mood today, and from time to time he had to mention the prince who was fighting on the field.

These are all his sons, but with the endless state affairs, he probably hasn't spoken to these princes for a long time.

"Yanqiu's martial art has not fallen behind."

Who told him that His Royal Highness is ignorant?

Look at the heroic appearance on the battlefield, even this brocade robe is a bit too fancy.

I am quite satisfied.

During the period, I ate some food while watching the game.

Listening to the sound of boiling coming from outside from time to time, it must be another highlight moment on the battlefield.

Zhao Jingcheng, "The Fifth Highness seems to be stronger today than before."

"Saint, I want to sue. His Highness Fifth also has a team, but he dislikes us. We go to serve him as soldiers, but he is still not willing."

"Also, His Royal Highness wears fancy clothes every day, and the souls of our girls in Liangjing have been sucked away by him."

Mo Shaoheng nodded Zhao Jingcheng's forehead, "I'm so young, I don't know where I heard all this nonsense."

"Only the good ones attract the attention of others."

Zhao Jingcheng looked at Mo Shaoheng, "It seems to be the same."

Change the cup.

A fierce three-street battle also came to an end.

The Princes narrowly won.

It's also thanks to the strength behind the Prince's team, otherwise today it would really be overturned.

A match of equal strength like this is the most exciting to watch.

Even the sage couldn't get enough of it, and of course he didn't have time to watch another game after an hour.

After thinking about it, I asked someone to call all the princes, "By the way, I also brought some boys from the Anding Capital Weifu."

When Zhao Yanqiu came, the private room seemed a little crowded.

Zhao Jingcheng waits for you to look at me, I look at you, squeeze as you please, they won't go out anyway.

Several young people in Anding Duwei Mansion were extremely excited.

What His Royal Highness said is true, and... the saint actually summoned them.

The saint said, "That's right."

"Be a role model for my young people in Beiliang."

Several people in Anding Duwei Mansion became even more excited.

Just these few words represent such an honor.

The saint thought for a while, "Next year will happen to be the martial arts election held every three years. You should also participate. I hope it will be as exciting as today and live up to your martial arts."

Mo Shaoheng hissed in his heart, this was equivalent to being personally recommended by a saint.

As long as there are no problems of principle for these young people in Anding Duwei Mansion, they are already destined to shine again.

Several people were very excited, "Thank you, Saint."

When this news spreads, it will definitely shock the entire Liangjing tomorrow.

It was the sage who allowed them to participate in the military election.

Destined to be watched by all eyes.

The fists are also clenched tightly. It is an opportunity and a test. They are personally recommended by the saint. If they do not perform well, they may have to lose the face of the saint.

The saint said, "Go down."

Not harsh but not close either.

The corners of Zhao Yanqiu's mouth also rose, wondering how the people of Zhendong Palace would feel when they knew about it?

What king and queen summoned?He thought he didn't know that the Queen Wang had summoned them today, but that was in the morning, and if he didn't believe that the Queen would let them have dinner in the palace, it would be impolite and impolite.

After they left, the sage looked at the princes, "That's right."

"The usual homework has not been missed."

"Let the people of Liangjing see that there are no lazy people in my royal family, and you have made a good start."

The princes were also taken aback for such a high evaluation.

The saint continued, "You often take part in the battle of the Three Streets, which puts you in front of the people."

"The common people may not dare to say what they saw, but they know it clearly in their hearts."

"Being royal means acting like royalty and leading by example."

Several people quickly said yes.

As the owner of the room, Mo Shaoheng also replied, "Nowadays, the people of Liangjing have a high opinion of your highnesses, and they all call your highnesses heroic. But the highest."

Mo Shaoheng didn't talk nonsense, the people of Liangjing had indeed seen the heroic demeanor of the princes, they had never been so close to the royal family.

That feeling is completely different, and naturally many topics revolve around these highnesses every day.

In addition, the people of Liangjing are now starting to have their own teams that they admire, and the Prince's team is simply a star team, so the voice is naturally high.

Zhao Yanqiu and others naturally knew about this situation, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths when they heard this.

That feeling is so unique, being watched and admired by everyone, they are like stars in the eyes of the common people.

I can't tell what it's like, but I let them get rid of some of their previous bad habits.

If in the past, someone asked them to get rid of these things, huh, how could that be possible.

But now, no one asked them to change it, and they changed it themselves.

It's like... It's like being unable to live up to the light revealed in the eyes of the people.

For example, Zhao Yanqiu used to be so arrogant that he would fight with others, regardless of whether it was on the street or anywhere, but look at him now, will he still be the same as before.

In Mo Shaoheng's words, that is... an idol group has appeared in Liangjing.

Almost officially debuted.

The saint thought for a while and said, "That's right."

At this time, the meal is almost over.

A group of small shopkeepers have already walked onto the street stroking their bellies.

There are groups of people, it seems that there are many people.

The saint asked Mo Shaoheng, "Is this the little beggars from Liangjing you raised?"

Mo Shaoheng nodded, "I only provided them with jobs, and they relied on themselves to support themselves."

The saint glanced at Mo Shaoheng, this statement was rather strange.

Then he said, "Go down and see them, they are my children from Beiliang."

Mo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, the saint felt a little too much today.

Don't be lazy.

Downstairs, Douzi saw Mo Shaoheng coming out, and ran over swinging his calf.

"My son, my son, I listened to you today. I tasted a dish and I was full immediately. It was too rich. There were also many small shopkeepers who didn't have the stomach to taste a few dishes."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "Which dish is the best?"

Doudou licked his small mouth, "Sandwich meat?"

"No, right, steamed pork ribs?"

"Oh, they're all delicious, I can't tell the difference."

Worry about him.

Mo Shaoheng looked at Douzi's little belly, then at Douzi's little mouth, "Why don't you wipe your mouth after eating?"

Douzi scratched his head, "The mouth is covered with oil. Brother Zhaodi said that it is not easy to wash the sleeves. We are going to wash it off with water when we go back."

Mo Shaoheng said, "Exactly, I haven't visited your place for a long time."

If a sage wants to see how these small shopkeepers live, he will definitely go to the warehouse.

Going to the warehouse in a mighty way.

Luo Zhaodi took out the key hanging on his chest and opened the warehouse.

It's getting late now, and the fire bench has just started to burn.

As soon as the warehouse was opened, there was a slight heat coming out.

Go into the warehouse.

It's very tidy, Mo Shaoheng doesn't have much requirements for the warehouse, he just hopes that they can live in a clean environment.

These little shopkeepers are also obedient.

It was the first time that the sage saw the bunk bed and the storage counter under the bed, and he was taken aback for a moment.

It looked pretty good, even better than he had imagined.

Douzi had already happily opened his cabinet, "This cabinet belongs to Brother Zhaodi and I."

"I now have four clothes, two thin, two thick, and two pairs of small shoes and socks and gloves."

They are living a comfortable life now, brother Zhaodi secretly told him that he never dreamed that he could live such a good life before.

The clothes in the closet are neatly folded.

Mo Shaoheng looked at it, but the counter above the cabinet was useless.

He originally planned to let these little peddlers lie on it and read books when they were free.

Forgot that most of them could not read or write.

But you can ask a teacher to teach them some simple things, so as not to become illiterate, and it will be of great use in the future, which can be regarded as an early investment.

The saint also looked at it and nodded.

Then he walked to the fire benches around the warehouse.

Douzi: "The fire bench has just been turned on, and it's still not very hot. It will get warmer after a while."

The saint touched it, a little surprised.

He has also heard about the fact that the nobles of various families are scrambling to cook the heated kang recently.

It turned out to be such a thing, and it did look better than a brazier.

Mo Shaoheng looked at his nose and heart with his eyes.

It stands to reason that when one has something good, one should think of a saint first.

But, if you take the initiative to go, it's called flattery.

But now it is different, the sage took the initiative to see it.

Mo Shaoheng said, "It is indeed better than the brazier, and it saves money on smokeless wood."

"Why don't sages also save money?"

Everyone: "..."

Several old palace people next to the saint couldn't help but glance at Mo Shaoheng, they really knew how to climb up the pole, they could see through the gaps, they were an official.

It's no wonder that during the meal just now, the group of young gentlemen sneaked up to the saint, pretending they didn't see it?

Sure enough, what kind of apprentice you have, you can see what kind of teacher is like.

It's just that this teacher is a bit more secretive.

Mo Shaoheng was talking about saving money on the kang.

Look, it sounds like asking the sage to lead by example, but in fact, it is obvious that he wants the sage to use his family's good things.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, the bigger the official, the thicker the skin.

His official position is not yet in place, but his face is in place.

Seriously, speaking flattery.

The corners of Zhao Di's mouth twitched. I'm afraid only this little fox can speak so righteously.

The saint was said to be weird, and he coughed, "Let's fund it from the royal treasury. The annual expenditure on the use of smoke-free wood in each hall in the palace is indeed a bit more."

If it is said that ordinary nobles use white birch and blood-stained wood, it is already very expensive, but the gold-spun wood used by the empresses in the palace is even more expensive.

What Mo Shaoheng said about saving money was actually not talking nonsense.

As for the sage using the money from the royal treasury to set the kang, this is the sage's small treasury, so naturally no one will say anything.

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Here."

After leaving the warehouse, the saint actually said to Mo Shaoheng, "You did a good job."

It is naturally good to let his children in Beiliang live a good life.

However, apart from Liangjing, there are too many cities in Beiliang with such little beggars, but it's a pity that there is no Mo Shaoheng there.

Mo Shaoheng also lamented that the times were like this, and he was powerless, and what he could help was only what he saw in front of him.

It was starting to get dark.

The saint returns to the palace.

Mo Shaoheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

This year has been happy and exciting.

Unexpected and unexpected.

Mo Shaoheng was muttering, "Who knew, the uncle who once hooked his shoulders and called him a brother is actually a saint."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Di.

When he was a child, he really went to hook up with a saint. At that time, he thought he was an adult.

At that time, the sage seemed to be fascinated when he talked about the transfer system of officials from other places to prevent local officials from being corrupted.

But facts are facts.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, when he "called brother and brother" in front of the saint, wouldn't he still be able to call Zhao Di's nephew?

This relationship is very complicated, and this seniority is also a little messy.

Then his marriage contract with his eldest nephew isn't...

Hurry up and stop thinking, it's too unethical.

Of course, he was just thinking about it in his heart. If he really took it to Zhao Di, he must be crazy.

Zhao Di looked at Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Why did this person's expression suddenly become so weird?Absently?

Can't help but ask, "How did you invite the saint?"

This will be Liangjing's biggest mystery. When the saint appeared, he was a little confused.

Not to mention Mo Shaoheng, I haven't heard of any courtier's house where the sage went to have New Year's dinner during the New Year's Eve.

Zhenbei Wangfu, the wind direction in Liangjing is about to change.

Mo Shaoheng came back to his senses. To be honest, he was also surprised. Is this a kind of compensation from the saint for his Zhenbei Palace?

I have to say that in this era, it is considered a supreme grace.

He could even imagine how the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion would re-enter the ranks of the top aristocrats in Beiliang after the news spread tomorrow.

It is an indisputable fact that the Zhenbei Palace has fallen. Even before, some people still remembered the Zhenbei Palace because of Mo Shaoheng's bad reputation.

But now, it will enter the ranks of the top nobles in a way that no one expected.

Mo Shaoheng also sighed, the saint's move was good and bad for him to suppress the northern palace.

On the surface, no one should poke them anymore, but secretly, I'm afraid they will be missed.

In the past, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion could stay out of the vortex of the battle in Liangjing, but after today it will not work.

Of course, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, at least the superficial glory is back.

Mo Shaoheng replied, "If I tell you, I just invited him casually, and the saint will come, do you believe it?"

Zhao Di: "..."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, really, he really met by chance and invited him casually.

No one believed it except him.

At this time, Zhao Jingcheng was running to find his mother, Princess Yi.

A group of female relatives also happened to come out of the canteen.

You can also hear discussions about these unseen dishes today.

Zhao Jingcheng ran up, "Mother, mother, I just saw a saint, and I'm so close to him."

Excited, he gestured the distance with his hands.

Princess Yi said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

How can a sage proclaim it casually?

Zhao Jingcheng replied, "I didn't talk nonsense, I even recommended dishes to the saint."

Then he shrank his neck, "Powder steamed fat intestines and stewed pork knuckles."

Concubine Yi stretched out her hand to fight, and she was used to being outspoken, but now she dared to be so unscrupulous outside.

Especially the steamed fat sausage, they also saw it on the table, it looks good, but it is not recommended to anyone... There is no reason to recommend it to the saint.

If someone listens to it and targets it, they might get into trouble.

Seeing that he was about to be beaten, Zhao Jingcheng hurriedly said, "The sage didn't blame me, and the sage even said that the dishes I recommended were good."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the King of Yan. Just now, King Yan, His Highness Fifth, my teacher, and my classmates were all there. Oh, oh, later, several His Highnesses, and some people from the Andingdu Weifu team also saw it. .”

"I also commented on the Battle of Three Streets for the Saints."

Concubine Yi was taken aback for a moment, and she spoke in a decent way.

Then he frowned again, impossible.

At this time, Tianfei, who was about to leave, lifted the curtain of the car and said, "The sage should be celebrating the New Year here today."

There was silence all around.

How can this be?

But what Zhao Jingcheng said sounded good, and Concubine Tian also confirmed it.

Only then did he come to his senses, he hurriedly prepared to see Sheng Jia, and became confused in an instant.

Zhao Jingcheng muttered, "The sage has returned to the palace, otherwise I wouldn't dare to come over and reveal the whereabouts of the sage."

Everyone: "..."

Princess Yi, "You really... really recommended it to the saint..."

Zhao Jingcheng nodded shyly, "I think it's delicious."

Princess Yi almost didn't bring it up, "Bring a stick, I have to..."

Zhao Jingcheng hurriedly turned around and ran away holding his head.

How festive, why did you beat him, the sage only ate one bite of the twice-cooked pork recommended by Fan Shen, but he ate two bites of what he recommended.

The news spread to the streets at an incredible speed before the next day.

Those who got the news immediately thought it was impossible.

"The saint eats pig-killing rice at Mo Shaoheng's place?"

Listen, is this plausible?

"But... now the news has spread, and several princes are here."

"I also summoned a few young people from the Anding Duwei team. I heard that a few of them were personally recommended by the sage to participate in next year's military election."

hiss.

You can't talk nonsense about this matter, otherwise no one can get away with it.

"The game at that time was specially arranged for Saints to watch."

"The sage also went to the warehouse where Mo Shaoheng kept those petty shopkeepers."

Confused, really.

The mansions were stunned beyond words.

"If I had known that the sage would go to see those little peddlers in person, it would be better if we took those little peddlers in."

Is money an issue?No amount of money can invite a saint to visit.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything.

No matter what the reason, everyone will remember that the saint went to the Zhenbei Palace to celebrate the New Year.

The saddest one is estimated to be Zhendong Wangfu.

So, they let such an opportunity to perform in front of a saint slip away?

Look at the team from Anding Duwei Mansion, who was personally nominated by the sage to participate in next year's martial arts election.

Become famous overnight and the world knows it.

I feel so regretful that my intestines are green.

As for the little peddler, he was also so dazed that he directly pinched the flesh on his face.

The uncle that the prince brought to see them was a saint from Beiliang?

Doudou covered his little face, and he... even showed the sage his stinky socks.

There was a lot of turmoil all night.

The end of the year was destined to be unsettled, and lasted for several days.

There are also many more noble ladies who come to Zhenbei Wangfu to visit or inquire about news.

They were all received by grandmother and Mrs. Yong'an.

Mo Shaoheng arranged for people to go to the palace to set up a kang for the saint and the empresses of each palace.

As a result, someone came back and brought news, "The imperial concubine asked, why didn't the son enter the palace?"

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, once the new year is over, he will not be able to ask him about the marriage contract when he is gone.

Even if you want to go to him, you have to go with Zhao Di, he can't handle it alone.

But when the imperial concubine asked about it, he had to give a serious answer.

Now, the medicinal materials in the courtyard of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion have stopped growing as if they had been dormant.

Mo Shaoheng actually had nothing to do.

After thinking about it, someone replied, "Now the annual temple fair in Beiliang has started, and the girls in the mansion are clamoring to go to the temple fair. After the temple fair, I will go to the palace to see the concubine Tian."

It is a day to be able to delay.

However, using this excuse, naturally the girls in the mansion had to go to the temple fair, which was very lively.

So as not to be caught.

Mo Shaoheng sent someone to inform him that he was willing to go to the temple fair to prepare.

This annual temple fair is considered the busiest time in Beiliang. It is the only day in Liangjing where there is no curfew. It is very lively.

The girls in the mansion heard that Mo Shaoheng was going out, so they didn't want to join in the fun, there were quite a lot of them preparing to go out.

Even the grandmother came out and ordered, "There are too many people, bring more eagle guards."

Grandma said this because there was a case of missing a noble daughter at a temple fair one year, and she was terrified.

Mo Shaoheng nodded.

In the evening, when we went out, there was a huge group of people.

It's rare for people from such a mansion to play together.

Mo Haitang said from the side, "In the past few years, the temple fairs were full of fun, and I always met some noble ladies from other mansions who made troubles."

It's all right now, who doesn't know that the sage came to their Zhenbei Palace to eat pig-killing rice, and it was too late for others to envy them.

By the time the temple fair was reached, the lights had already been lit.

The whole street is selling lanterns and guessing lantern riddles.

It is also a picture of the excitement of the Chinese New Year. Whoever guesses correctly can take this lantern away.

Mo Shaoheng didn't guess, he was looking at these very old-fashioned lanterns along the road.

It was a group of girls who dragged Nan Yi to guess several times.

With lanterns in hand, it was very lively.

From time to time, you can also encounter teams beating gongs, drums and walking on stilts, dressed as river gods, praying for good weather in the coming year.

There was also a fire show, and a group of girls clapped their hands straight.

Nan Yi probably hadn't seen the temple fair either, so he happily helped guess the lantern riddles while watching the excitement.

Walking into the street, Mo Shaoheng couldn't help being taken aback, because he saw the second floor of the restaurant, where Zhao Di was actually drinking alone.

Poor baby, he is still unmarried. He can only drink alone when he sees the lively families on the street.

Tsk tsk tsk, it was a crit against single dogs.

As the culprit, but also as a single dog, Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, why should two single dogs have a drink.

He gave Yingwei an order to watch the girl and Nan Yi in the mansion more closely.

Mo Shaoheng went to the wine shop.

Zhao Di was drinking wine, watching the people coming and going on the street.

He has been used to every year, when other people are the busiest, he is the loneliest.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Why does His Highness King Yan drink away his sorrows alone and miss the girl?"

Zhao Di: "..."

I spilled some of the wine in my hand.

Knowing the South and Knowing the North at the side hurriedly changed a wine glass for Zhao Di and refilled it.

Then he looked at Mo Shaoheng who walked in with some resentment.

Shizi... what did Shizi say?Said their master wanted a girl?

If it gets out, is it plausible?

Mo Shaoheng didn't care, and sat down directly, "The wine is full. When I was in Nanli, I didn't have the mood to drink. Now that I'm back in Beiliang, I don't have time. Today is just right. Two single dogs have a drink and spend time together." Good night."

Zhao Di lowered his eyebrows and said, "This wine is strong."

Mo Shaoheng: "Then you have to drink some."

I raised my glass and drank it down. The taste of the wine is very unique, a little bit spicy, but very smooth.