He carried the copper stove and lightly entered the signing room, and saw Dong Ce closing his eyes there to recuperate, so he didn't speak, just picked up the teacup on the table, poured out the tea inside, and replaced it with a good new tea, and brewed the water-

He glanced at Dong Ce and quietly retreated.

Leaning back in the chair and resting for a while, Dong Ce opened his eyes, picked up the tea cup that was not so hot, and took a sip gently.

The tea is produced in the Qin and Han dynasties, and it is not a very expensive tea, which is much worse than the Longjing before the rain, but it has a sweet taste. Dong Ce had been working hard in the Eight Hundred Miles Pass in his previous life, and he had long been accustomed to drinking this kind of tea.

This kind of tea is not bitter, there is not so much aftertaste, but it is sweet and delicious, and it is cool and fire-cooling, greasy, and meaty, which is just suitable for Dong Ce, who is hot, big fish and meat, and meat is not taboo.

This is true in both past and present lives.

After taking a sip of tea and glancing outside, a smile appeared on the corner of Dong Ce's mouth.

Bai Zhongqi's long follower is really comfortable to use. He has the ability to write and write, and the writing of some articles and the correspondence of official documents are no less than those of the sword and pen officials who have accumulated in the yamen. And the heart is also very careful, very good at serving people, serving tea and pouring water or something, very timely. will also observe words and looks, and he has not said a word of nonsense in the past few days, which makes Dong Ce feel quite intimate.

It seems that this long-term follower is really the right choice.

However, following him, a Shangguan, has been on errands until the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and he is really a little unhappy.

After taking a sip of tea, Dong Ce got up, bypassed the wide red sandalwood desk, and walked out of the room.

As soon as you go out, the cold wind makes you feel a cold chill.

The face that was scorched by the fire in the house slowly cooled down, Dong Ce raised his head and looked at the door of his inner house.

Under the lintel, there was a huge red lantern hanging on the left and right, and the lantern was probably half the size of a person, and there was a huge red candle lit inside, and it was swaying freely in the wind. There is a red couplet on the side of the door, which looks very festive.

The door was ajar, and there was a burst of laughter from inside.

Dong Ce showed a knowing smile.

At this hour, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is ready, I'm afraid I'm just waiting for myself to go back.

He raised his head and stared at the blue-black sky in the distance.

Without the brightness of the city lights in later generations, the night sky of the Ming Dynasty was pure and clear.

When you look up, you can see the bright starry sky clearly without the obstruction of dark clouds or haze.

Countless stars, large and small, shining or dim, hung in the dark and velvety night sky, like a handful of pearls. Looking at those stars from afar, thinking of those things that may or may not exist on them, Dong Ce was stupid for a while.

In the depths of that night sky, is there really a god snooping?

Or the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, on the other side of the starry sky?

Thinking of this, Dong Ce couldn't help but laugh, it seems that those in his previous life cannot be erased after all. Maybe in this life, I will deeply affect myself.

If you don't have the memory of your previous life, if you don't know the heavenly changes in the year of Jiashen ten years later, if you don't know the hundred-year sinking that the land of China is about to fall into, if you don't know ...... You can be with the light, enjoy the mellow wine and beauty, and get drunk and spend the day. Where is it necessary to put so much thought into it, to lay out so many situations, to work so hard and climb up?

Isn't it just to hold power in your hands in order to show your ambitions?

But what you do must be useful.

Dong Ce remembered the drop of ink just now, which was dense and diffused, but in the end it disappeared into invisibility.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty, which has hundreds of millions of people, he is no more important or influential than a drop of ink on a plate of water.

"That's not going to work!"

Dong Ce clenched his fists.

In Panshi Fort, in this small land, whether it is Shi Jin, Zhou Zhong, Zhou Bo, Li Gui, Zhai Qingtong...... Or the people below, or even the captives who are now working in the kilns. For them, for these 1,800 people, themselves, it really changed their lives. The trajectory of their lives has completely changed because of themselves, and they have been arranged by themselves at will.

And in the next year, the fate of many more people will be changed. If they change them, why won't they become their own help and change more people?

"In the next year, at least the fate of thousands of people must be changed!"

Dong Ce pursed his lips, his lines were as cold and hard as iron.

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Dong Ce returned to the inner house, and when he left, he smiled very politely at Bai Zhongqi: "How about having a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together at home?" ”

Bai Zhongqi hurriedly thanked him and then declined, he naturally knew that Dong Ce was just polite. Shangguan can be polite, but you can't be polite as a subordinate, if you really go, then you have no eyes. And people are family banquets, you go, people are uncomfortable, you are even more uncomfortable.

Dong Ce just said that, just don't go.

Fortunately, there are a lot of family members living in the west wing of the front yard, serving as guards in the house. They all stayed in the house for the New Year, and Bai Zhongqi also lived in the front yard, and they got together to celebrate the New Year, which was also lively. It was Wang Tong, who also wanted to rush back after returning to Anxiangdun's home for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Dong Ce returned to the house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the eldest girl and the second girl walking towards the main room from the kitchen with a red tray. Erya's eyes were sharp, and when she saw him, she said loudly: "Master, are you back?" ”

Dong Ce closed the door, put on the deadbolt, and said with a smile: "I'm back, I'm back." ”

As soon as I entered the door of the house, I immediately felt that the pressure and burden on my shoulders were empty, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed, only feeling comfortable and smooth, and it seemed that even breathing was much easier.

Red Sleeves came out of the main room, and glanced at him with some disgust, but he didn't say anything, just a blessing: "Master." ”

Dong Ce laughed, stretched his voice and said, "It's good to let the lady wait......"

But it's the tone of the play.

Red Sleeves sneered, knowing that he was making himself happy, he only felt warm in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't let my mother see, the master must be tired from handling a day's official business, come in quickly, rest and rest." ”

When I entered the main room, I saw that tables and chairs had been placed in the middle of the main house, and there were many dishes on the table, as many as seven or eight things, and the eldest girl and the second girl were still serving dishes like flowing water. A burst of aroma fills the air, making people's index fingers move when they smell it. Mother Qiao Shi was sitting on the chair, looked up at him, and snorted: "How can you not be clean in the Chinese New Year's Eve?" I didn't come back until it was dark, so many things, can't we delay dealing with them? You deserve ...... official."

Dong Ce hurriedly explained a few words with a smile, and the red sleeves were distressed, but also helped him cover up.

"Come on, you two husbands and wives are harmonious." The old lady waved her hand, and there was a little more smile on her face.

Dong Ce went back to the bedroom, and the red sleeves waited for him to wipe his face and clean his face, and then changed into a wide robe and a shirt with large sleeves, and came out swaying.

Inside the main house, the food has been placed, and a huge table of eight immortals is full of food, although the dishes are not very exquisite, but they are varied, large and fragrant. There are sweet and sour fish, pot roasted mutton, green onion and cypress seed mutton, iron bowl roast egg, fermented bean curd meat, etc., which are extremely hearty.

Being in northern Shanxi, born and raised in Si, it is very likely that he will die in Si, and naturally eat northern Jin cuisine. To be honest, the eldest girl and the second girl will only do this, if they are asked to make those fresh and light dishes in the south of the Yangtze River, it will be blind.

Shanxi cuisine is mainly salty and fragrant, supplemented by sweet and sour, the selection of materials is simple, the cooking pays attention to fire skills, pays attention to the original taste after the finished dish, and is good at exploding, stir-frying, boiling, simmering, burning, stewing, grilling, steaming and other cooking techniques, the regional characteristics are very obvious, and the flavor characteristics are different. The northern cuisine of Jin is represented by Datong, Xinzhou and other places, due to the bitter cold everywhere, the cold wind in winter is like a knife, especially so. The special location of the region has made the northern Jin cuisine form a unique cooking method such as roasting, roasting, stewing, and shabu-shabu. The taste is on the heavy side, the oil is thick and salty.

Dong Ce was a native of Shandong in his previous life, and Shandong cuisine was oily and salty, and he ate meat in large quantities. Therefore, Dong Ce likes these dishes very much. After a busy day's work, I was also hungry.

There was also a jar of old wine next to the table, and the mud seal had been slapped open, and bursts of tempting aroma wafted out.

Originally, according to the rules, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner on the Chinese New Year's Eve, one table for men and one table for female dependents, but Dong Ce's current family is really not prosperous, so as not to pay attention to those, the three of them made a table. If the eldest brother's family is taken over for the New Year, it will be much more lively, but he and his mother didn't mention it, so they forgot about it.

The eldest girl and the second girl can't be served, so after they have finished serving the dishes, they will retreat and go back to the kitchen to heat up the food they will eat later. Then wait until the host's family has eaten and drunk enough before eating some leftover meals.

Red Sleeves invited Dong Ce to the table, he accompanied Qiao Shi to talk, and Red Sleeves took a copper wine jug, filled it with wine, and took it aside to warm it.

After a while, the wine was warm, and Red Sleeves poured half a cup for Qiao's first, and then poured it for himself and Dong Ce. Dong Ce is very good at drinking, it is the kind of high-temperature wine of 54 degrees and more than 60 degrees in later generations, and it is not a problem to drink less than two catties, as for the low-alcohol grain wine of this era, it is even more nothing. However, this does not mean that he likes to drink, and in his taste, the wine is very tasteless, but it is not delicious. Even if it's a good wine, it won't taste like it.

It's just that today is the thirtieth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve, you always have to drink some wine, otherwise it is not a look.

The wine is a good wine, and I don't know how many years it has been buried in the ground, and the jar that was originally full of wine is now only a small half jar, and the wine is orange and yellow, and the aroma is overflowing. Riding in the white porcelain cup, it contrasts with each other, and it is very beautiful. Dong Ce picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Mother, the child will toast you first, and wish you a long and long life." ”

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