Chapter 380 Entering the alley

In a blink of an eye, it was the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the worship of the Taimiao Temple was held, and Kangxi personally went to perform the ceremony.

Taimiao was built in the east of Tiananmen Square during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. It was the ancestral temple of the emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties. According to the etiquette and law system, every time the new emperor ascended the throne, ruled, married, enthroned, longevity, emblem names, and prisoners were required to worship the Taimiao. There is also the four men and the end of the year, which is also necessary.

Although the main priest of the Taimiao was under the jurisdiction of Taichang Temple, Kangxi had to take Dalu to Taimiao according to the rules, so Cao Yong and his Taipu Temple also worked for half a day.

It was just a ceremony. It was not far from the palace gate to the Taimiao. It was just a large number of people using ceremonial guards, drum music, sacrificial rituals, and other personnel, making the scene look particularly magnificent.

When it was Sizheng (10 o'clock in the morning), the ceremony of worshiping the Taimiao was over. Kangxi returned to the palace, and the officials did not have to go to the yamen, but went to their own homes.

According to the system, Kangxi was sealed the day before yesterday, while officials from various departments in the capital were selected by the Imperial Heaven Supervision to seal the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month.

In addition to the rotating officials, even if the others are on annual leave, after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the imperial examination will choose an auspicious day to open the seal around the twentyth day of the first lunar month.

The following chief officers were arranged to get the rotation table. In order to facilitate the chief officer Cao Yong, he was turned on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. Cao Yong accepted his kindness and also bought a lot of food gift boxes to be placed on the yamen, and collected them according to the head of the person, and arranged for two or three parts to the near thirty of the twelfth lunar month. Of course, this part was the funding in the yamen, and the expenses were not much, but it made the subordinate officers feel much more considerate.

After leaving Tiananmen Square, Cao Yong and Yiduli walked together for a while. During this period, Yidu was about to say something, as if he had something to say.

He changed into official uniforms, put on regular clothes, and cleaned up very neatly, as if he was looking for relatives and friends.

Cao Yong felt sorry for him. He was usually happy. What happened today? Is it because he was going to be a guest at a house that was not well-off and wanted to borrow money?

Cao Yong thought so. In addition to his salary, the capital officials could receive limited other money, which was not as filial as local officials. However, no matter what their income was, the exchanges during the year were indispensable.

The Spring Festival is the time of "three festivals and two birthdays". In the officialdom, the days of filial piety must be prepared. Not to mention the officialdom, even when relatives come and go, there is no way to fool them, otherwise it would be bad to hurt people.

Take the Cao family as an example. The Spring Festival New Year gift costs three or four thousand taels of silver. Although the amount of money is spent, the amount of money is also spent, and one mile or one extra mile is just a waste of money, the amount of money added is also nearly a thousand taels.

Yiduli said twice, "Hehe" and said, "There is one thing that I want to inquire with Tong Furuo..."

Cao Yong smiled and said, "Look at the embarrassment of the Lord, what do you think of me? What should I ask? What I can say is that I know everything I can and I can say everything."

Yiduli raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's actually nothing..." When he said this, he hesitated for a moment, thinking about Cao Yong's simple character, which was not at all touching women.

Although the two are familiar with each other, they are in-laws and are unusual colleagues, some of them are not easy to talk too casually. Thinking of this, Yiduli changed his mouth and said with a smile: "There is an old man in my clan who is also a tea lover. I heard that the winter tea flowing out of the Prince Ping's Mansion and the Prince Chun Mansion was discovered by Furuo when he was in Shandong, so I asked me to inquire. Since Shandong produces tea, what about Zhili and Jingji?"

Cao Yong couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't know how to go.

Although Cao Yong has visited many places over the years, most of them are on the road. In addition, tea trees can be grown locally, which are related to water, soil, and methods of making tea, so that good tea can finally come out.

He was originally an amateur in tea, but only because he remembered the origin of several famous teas, he took a good advantage.

Cao Yong replied: "Sir, do you see if I have the time to go to Zhili? Over the years, except for traveling between Jiangning and Shandong, I have never been to Zhili."

Yiduli smiled and said, "I just asked casually, forget it after asking!"

While talking, they had already reached the intersection. Cao Yong was going west, and Yidu lived in the north of the city, so the two of them left.

However, Yiduli did not return home, nor did he visit relatives and friends, but came to the coast of Shicha.

At the place we made an appointment yesterday, a man in a cotton robe was waiting there. Seeing Yidu standing there, he hurriedly lifted the box on the ground, came forward, and smiled and said, "Oh, uncle, you are here, I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

Yidu stood on the horse and said to the servant behind him: "Reward!"

The servant took out a piece of silver and threw it into the man's arms.

The man hurriedly picked it up and put it in his arms with a smile. Yiduli looked at the bamboo tube placed on his waist and asked, "Are you all done?"

The man smiled and said, "As soon as my instructions, everyone has drawn braised chicken."

Yidu immediately thought of the smile of the "Madam Bai Bai" and felt itchy, so he almost asked in front of Cao Yong. But it was ridiculous to think about it. Although the other party was a little widow, it was not easy for Shangguan to get involved in pretending to be a pimp.

Yiduli whipped, pointed to the gate not far away, and asked, "Where is his little grandma still drawing lots every day?"

The man said, "When I say that, I'm going to smoke every day! I've smoked several fat chickens every day, and I've been giving people some advice, which makes the concierge meet the young man so much these days!"

Yiduli nodded, and without saying that he could find a place to avoid it, he stood diagonally not far from the door. Then, he said to the man, "Cheer!"

The man bowed and responded, then went to the door of the house, pulled his neck and shouted, "Fatty braised chicken...Fatty braised chicken..."

Before the shouting came, he saw a seal on the door of the house. A servant leaned out and said with a little angrily: "Why is it late today? Our little grandma has asked someone to ask twice?"

The man came forward and said with a smile: "During the New Year, many people buy braised chickens, and they have been delayed in other alleys!"

The servant asked the man to wait and turn back to pass the message into the second door.

After a while, I saw a half-pull-colored body at the door. Iduliba looked at his neck, but he couldn't see his face. He urged the horse to walk forward a few steps and heard a soft voice saying, "I want to see how lucky I am today. I just pulled two of them yesterday, so I was really not happy."

The one who came out was the Yang family Ruixue. Because it was the New Year, he lived alone in the house here and was so bored that he regarded the daily lottery as a pastime.

The man smiled and flattered, "Grandma must be very lucky today, she will always have to get a dozen!"

"You can talk, just coax people. Who knows if you have done something on the sign? Otherwise, why are you getting less fucked every day than every day?" At this point, Yang Ruixue covered her mouth with a veil and smiled.

The man hurriedly said, "Little grandma, the young man is a bite of food, so he dare not break the rules and make money! You can ask in these alleys, the young man with the nickname braised chicken is the most dedicated person!"

Because I have seen each other more times in the past few days, this man also saw Yang Ruixue not being very dignified and his eyes were not very honest.

Yang Ruixue was in this house, and she hadn't touched the man for a long time, and she was so anxious that she was thinking about him. Although she looked down on the braised chicken, she was not angry with his frivolous eyes. She straightened her waist even more and said with a smile: "What are you still standing there? Please hand in the sign up!"

Then the man remembered his "job". There was a bannerman behind him. Is he trying to kill himself and dare to compete with the nobles for "food" to eat.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back, but saw that Yiduli had already stood on a horse a few feet away.

Yang Ruixue also stuck out halfway and looked behind the man, but he was right with Yidu.

After more than half a year in the capital, Yang Ruixue also developed a good eye for her. She just glanced at her and realized that she was an official.

Yiduli had a lot of thought today, and her whole body was full of glamor. Yang Ruixue was looking at the python satin on Yiduli and the gems inlaid on her hat, and she felt that the other person's gaze was sticking to her.

Although men don’t care about being good-looking or not, Iduli is in his thirties, tall and elegant in appearance, and he is also considered a dignified appearance.

Seeing him looking at him so hard, Yang Ruixue turned half of her face and squinted her eyes and looked over.

Yiduli felt that his body was slimming, thinking in his heart that there was no such charm among the women he had seen.

Yang Ruixue looked at him several times before remembering that this person was too abrupt and couldn't help glaring. Although he glared, the angry look on his face seemed to be acting coquettish.

Yiduli's eyes were straightened, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Although she knew that the man was looking at her, Yang Ruixue had no shyness. This was a private house and it was difficult for the other party to break in. Therefore, she exposed her waist and asked the man selling braised chicken to give her a bamboo stick.

The man took the bamboo stick and sent it forward. Yang Ruixue used a handkerchief to cushion it and twisted out a bamboo stick. Seeing the appearance of a chick with red ink on it, a smile immediately appeared on Yang Ruixue's face, and he gently patted his hands and said, "I'm beaten, I'm beaten!"

The man flatteredly said, "The youngest one is grandma who is lucky today. Look, isn't that true?"

Yang Ruixue giggled, handed the tag to the maid behind her, and twisted it out again, her eyes brightened, adding a bit of charm.

"Okay!" Yang Ruixue smiled with a sign, but glanced at Yiduli. Seeing his stupid look, she smiled and asked the man to continue drawing lots.

When the third label was also braised chicken, Yang Ruixue smiled. She was originally a girl from the businessman, so she naturally knew the twists and turns of the merchant.

For her, buying braised chicken was just a lottery draw, as a pastime to relieve her boredom. She didn't believe that her luck was so good, and she won three shots in a row. She slapped her face and grabbed half of the lottery draw.

As expected, as she guessed, each piece was a braised chicken stick.

Yang Ruixue opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the braised chicken, but she knew in her heart that this was probably related to the person standing on the road.

The man selling braised chicken saw that his background was revealed and said with a smile: "Little Grandma, don't be upset!" At this point, he pointed to Yiduli and said: "That master said it was your old friend. When he saw you playing this, he ordered the young man to do this so that he could make you happy!"

When Yang Ruixue heard the word "old friend", she trembled, and quickly raised her head and looked at Yiduli carefully, but she was not what she had seen before. Last time in the restaurant, she was drunk and looked at Cao Yong, so she had no impression of Yiduli.

Yiduli looked at it for a long time, and saw Yang Ruixue looking over. He knew that his kung fu was perfect, so he turned over, walked in front of him and said, "Is it Mrs. Bai?"

Yang Ruixue immediately changed her face, restrained her frivolousness, and looked at Yiduli with a little suspicion. In the Li family, those who have always called her "Grandma Yang" and "Miss Yang" all hid her husband's surname.

Who is the person in front of her? How could she know her? She was in a state of turmoil and asked in a low voice: "I dare to ask this old man..."

Yiduli said: "Two months ago, I met the young lady once!"

Seeing her confused appearance, Yiduli hurriedly patted her forehead and said, "By the way, the wife was drunk last time. I was walking with Lord Cao Yong and Cao, and I saw her at the Qianmen Tavern."

After he said this, Yang Ruixue knew that he was thinking too much, smiled and said, "So that's the case. The little girl was so incompetent last time that she made this old man laugh!"

Yiduli quickly waved his hand and said, "Madam, you are polite. Here... I think this is the wife's cousin's house that she temporarily lives in?"

Yang Ruixue nodded and said, "This is the idle house of my cousin's family. The little girl happened to go to Beijing and stayed here temporarily."
Chapter completed!