Fang Xing and Mo Chou had the New Year’s Eve dinner, and then Fang Xing found a happy ending to read it for Mo Chou.

"...The two of them held hands and looked at each other, speechlessly. The traitor was captured by the government and regretted it. This is really a good thing for people and the consequences are unhappy."

Fang Xing closed the book and looked sideways, and couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Chou, who was lying on the bed, had a slightly red face. He grabbed Fang Xing's clothes with one hand and covered his lower abdomen with the other, and was already asleep.

Fang Xing leaned against the bed frame, thinking about the envoys who had been hiding in the inn for a long time, Zhu Gaochi, who was waiting for the change of the year name tomorrow, and his wife and children at home...

...

The window paper passed through the slightly white white, and she was resting on the bed frame overnight and was moving her stiff neck.

"Knock!"

With a very low voice, Fang Xing gently took Mo Chou's hand and tiptoed to open the door. As soon as the person left, he quickly closed the door with his backhand.

"My uncle, Your Highness is out."

The person who came was Shen Shitou, and he said with some disappointment: "Your Highness brought Jia Quan and some guards, saying that he would go and see how those people celebrate the New Year."

Fang Xing yawned, and then someone sent him toiletries.

After washing up, Fang Xing glanced at Mochou before he woke up, so he asked his brother to ask him: "Let her sleep, and when he wakes up, he will tell him that his highness and I have something to do and come back later."

I asked me to agree and went to the kitchen to prepare Mochou's breakfast.

...

The New Year is here, but not many people in Jinling City.

At this time, most people are preparing for dinner tonight, as well as peach talismans, new clothes for children, and New Year's greetings...

Most shops are closed, and occasionally the two stores open grocery stores. The guys definitely won’t have one, so the shopkeeper stays in the store, looking forward to someone who is short of things to buy.

Fang Xing also saw a young man holding a sheep and selling along the street. In such a cold weather, he wore a tattered jacket and reached out to wipe his nose from time to time.

As he approached, the boy looked at Fang Xing immediately, "The noble man bought this little sheep. This little sheep was taken up the mountain to eat grass every day. He ran every day and the meat was delicious."

Fang Xing lowered his head and saw a pair of hemp shoes. He looked up again and asked, "Where is the home?"

When I came out to sell sheep on the first day of the New Year, I needless to say, my family must be waiting for money.

The boy sniffed his nose and said before the snot came out again: "Neither, my little home is more than ten miles outside the city."

"Lao Qi, I bought this sheep."

Xin Laoqi asked about the price, but did not bargain, so he gave the child a handful of candy.

"Thank you, nobleman."

The boy immediately ate a candy and then wanted to kneel down to thank him, but Xin Laoqi picked him up.

"Go home and celebrate the New Year quickly."

So Xin Laoqi held the sheep in one hand and the horse in the other, and slowly followed behind.

...

As the former capital, Jinling was naturally the most prosperous. Even though it has moved its capital to Peking now, Jinling City has become the center with its wealth in the south.

Han people like to live in groups, and Jinling City is very big, but whether it is a dignitary or a commoner, everyone squeezes to the south of the city, and even "illegal buildings" appear to squeeze out the road.

But in the northwest urban area, it seems a bit empty, but thousands of families gathered near the city walls.

Zhu Zhanji was here, behind him was a row of carriages, and the carriages were filled with food.

This house is very distinctive because it is a brick house, but it is built with thatched roof.

Jia Quan knocked on the door, waited for an old woman to open the door, and said, "Your Highness is here to see you."

The old woman's ears were not very good, she said with a tilted ear: "What? Let's take a break? It's just dawn. My house is not an inn, go out!"

As she said that, she was about to close the door. If it were a young man, Jia Quan would have to let him know the consequences of rudeness today, but the old man couldn't do it.

"Old man, it's Your Highness! Your Highness!"

The old woman looked at Zhu Zhanji behind Jia Quan's body, and probably had a bad look. She muttered: "I don't learn well at a young age, and I don't know how to help at home. I know that I will go out and wander around, and I will definitely lose my future..."

At this time, a middle-aged man came out from the inside. After seeing Jia Quan's clothes, he came up and asked, "Are you asking for directions?"

Jia Quan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Down here and see your house."

"Your Highness?"

The man shivered.

"See Your Highness!"

When Zhu Zhanji appeared, the man immediately knelt down without identification.

The old woman was also shocked, but she pulled the man and said, "Boss, get up, these are all liars!"

Jia Quan's face was covered in darkness, but Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Get up, I just want to see how your family prepares for the New Year."

The man stood up and said loudly to the old woman with his ears in his ears, "Mom, it's Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The next thing was a panic and frustration. After that, Zhu Zhanji entered.

I looked at the Tao Fu, praised it for a few words, and then went to the kitchen.

The kitchen was very simple. Zhu Zhanji looked at the rice jar and even reached in to grab a handful of rice to take a closer look.

"It's good rice."

The accompanying man smiled and said, "Your Highness, you have to have a few good meals for the New Year!"

Zhu Zhanji put the rice back and looked at a few fish in the pot and a killed chicken.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's expressionless face, the six ministers who came to him were all blind.

There are five people in this family, and a few fish and a chicken are probably the ingredients for the past few days.

Zhu Zhanji put his hand on the stove and felt the coldness, and knew that the family had not had breakfast.

So many big people appeared in their kitchens, and the man's legs were a little weak. He said awkwardly: "Your Highness, there were no chickens last year. I just caught fish from the river and bought half a kilogram of meat. This year, it's better. My little mother raised a few chickens at home and killed one during the Chinese New Year..."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Today's Japanese Palace is having breakfast at your house."

Well!

Then he woke up and saw the male owner's panic and helpless look, and said, "When it comes to cooking, probably no one present can be better than me. Come on, just use that chicken."

Zhu Zhanji left the kitchen and asked the male owner about his career and income. Then he asked Jia Quan to get two pieces of pork and a bag of rice and give it to him.

The man was so excited that he quickly called his family out to salute.

Old mother, wife, two and a half-old children.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and stopped him from kneeling, then gave Candy to the two children and another piece of cotton cloth to the old woman.

After Fang Xing made braised chicken and cooked the noodles, the man was already in tears.

"Your Highness is kind, and the small family can only pray sooner or later, wishing you good health."

The prince inspected and gave gifts, Xing He Bo cooked, and the six ministers also helped to cook the fire pot in the kitchen.

This strange encounter will probably become an eternal family heirloom topic for men.

The soup is chicken bone soup. After adding braised chicken diced rice, even the Shangshu praised it and said that Fang Xing was the reincarnation of the chef god.

"Save that soup, you can make hot pot or make rice by yourself."

After eating the noodles, Zhu Zhanji said goodbye to the family cordially, touched the heads of the two children, and the last one gave a set of four treasures in the study.

"Study well, work for the country when you grow up, and be filial to your elders."

This is a kind crown prince. I never thought that the family with such an opportunity would be stunned. Before Zhu Zhanji left the door, the old woman remembered something and ran into the house in surprise.

When he came out again, the old woman held a piece of yellow talisman paper in her hand and solemnly handed it to Zhu Zhanji.

"Your Highness, this is what I prayed in the gym back then. I have been relying on it to ensure peace in my family over the years."

The ministers looked at the talisman paper with black faces on their faces, but Zhu Zhanji took it and said with a smile: "Thank you, I've been here today, and everyone has seen it. I think no one dares to cause trouble for your family in the future, so you can live a life."

The officials present remembered this company and thought about going back and told the people below that if anyone dared to move this company, they would hurry up and find a rope to hang the company to hang it to avoid being tired of others.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji went out, he saw thousands of people surrounding him.

"See Your Highness!"

There was no need to kneel down at this time, the people just bowed and bowed.

Zhu Zhanji walked forward with a smile. Uncle Peng Yuan, the Minister of War, grabbed Fei Shi and whispered: "Be careful of the assassin!"

Fei Shi was also very nervous, and Li Jing, who was on the outside, was so nervous that he was almost wet his pants.

The two tried their best to wink at their subordinates and asked them to keep a close eye on the crowd. If they found something wrong, they would protect Zhu Zhanji first.

But Zhu Zhanji himself did not feel any sense of crisis. He said: "Come to see everyone today and see what everyone eats during the Chinese New Year."

The words were very short, but it made the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture sweat.

Then Zhu Zhanji took the lead and took these people to visit each family.
To be continued...