The New Year is to eat, drink and have fun, this year a lot of money in the house has been sprinkled out, even the small merchants and hawkers in the state city know that several Zhuangzi have advanced their wages, and they have made a small fortune here by driving and carrying the burden. Zhao Fu was even more stingy with money, and invited a troupe, a juggling team, one in the house, one outside the house, and two stages were staged at the same time, making the New Year prosperous.

Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, after a few days of eating, even 'Xiao Hei' and 'Xiao Bai' want to have some vegetarian food, Zhao Ta hid in the backyard today and didn't go out, he himself is not a person who loves to be lively, and there are a few things in charge of Zhang, but as the head of the family, he has to deal with some things.

Today, Zhao Ta closed the door and thanked the guests, stayed alone in the small study, and turned out his set of tools, and carefully inserted the paper tube of a brown paper roll into a fire cap, these fire caps were all improvised by Zhang Liujin that day, and he connected the two firmly. Then take out a piece of hair paper, carefully cut it and put it into a copper cap made of thin copper skin, and attach it to the fire cap.

"Shhhh Zhao Ta let out a long breath, rubbed the sweat on his hands on his clothes, carefully poured out some gunpowder from the box and weighed it on a small scale for pharmaceutical use in a pharmacy, and then poured it into the paper tube, picked off a piece of the dim sum on the table and stuffed it into the paper tube, and then used the pestle twice to seal the mouth, and a 'empty bag bullet' was made.

"Damn, let's see if it works out this time?" Zhao Ta fixed the bullet, and then slammed it on the primer with a small hammer, with a crisp sound of 'bang', and the paper tube was blown to pieces, "Phew, is the gunpowder too much, or the mouth seal is too tight!" He examined it, spat at the dregs that had splashed into his mouth, and muttered.

"Second master, what's wrong?" The osmanthus outside the door pushed open the door and asked.

"It's okay, a firecracker fell into the brazier, you can get busy!" Zhao Tan said with a smile.

"Second master, don't fiddle with this in the house, it won't be good if you go out of the water!" Osmanthus looked at the scraps of paper on the ground and frowned.

"Okay, I know it, don't get it!" Zhao Ta said obediently, and the osmanthus gave him a blank look, with a strange expression on his face. When the osmanthus flowers came out, Zhao Ta began to repeat the work just now, and for a whole half a day, the sound in the study was not interrupted, but it was soon drowned in the bursts of firecrackers outside, and did not attract the attention of outsiders.

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"Junko, isn't there any news coming back today?" Huang Jingchen may be old, and he doesn't like to be lively, the cat drinks tea in the house, reads books, and avoids the noise outside.

"Official, no!" There was a reply from the corner, and if he hadn't answered, no one would have noticed that there was still a person standing there.

"Hmm!" Huang Jingchen nodded, put the book on the table and stood up, he was a little irritable in his heart, and he couldn't tell what he was talking about?

Early in the morning of the first day of the new year, the prince came to pay him a New Year's greeting, and actually performed a gift of a nephew, which made Huang Jingchen extremely surprised and moved. As a pure person, he knew that he was destined to have no heirs for the rest of his life, and he also thought about adopting a nephew of his own family like other companions with status, but he found that these people were either trying to get his money or his power, which made Huang Jingchen's heart warm up and cold again, and he broke off this idea, but why is the prince like this? Neither money nor power can be compared to him as a down-and-out person, the only reasonable explanation is that the prince regards himself as a caring person and an elder!

"What's wrong with the big official? Is it still reluctant to have a position in the palace and want to return to the court? Junzi watched him in the corner, and as soon as he entered the New Year, Huang Jingchen felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he had to ask about the news of Jingli every day.

In fact, Shunzi misunderstood him, Huang Jingchen was thinking about the story that the prince told him that day, that is, he was going to enter the crown prince in the first month of this year, maybe Zhao Ta had forgotten about it, but the old man had not forgotten, and he was always faintly worried in his heart, because according to the ancestral system of the Great Song Dynasty, the prince must be crowned king, but it is not a one-step direct king, this regulation has been revised several times. The most recent time was during the reign of Renzong, and the Dazong Shoji had revised the practice of conferring names and officials in the clan, changing the previous seven-year-old bestowal of names and officials to the first three-year ceremony after the birth of the eldest son, and the youngest son was set at the age of five, but the official rank was generally Gong or Hou, and then slowly promoted until the age of fifteen after the crown ceremony was crowned and crowned king. And the king is divided into the king of the county and the prince, and now that Zhao Ta has crossed the old system and sealed the king of the county, will the emperor break the old system again? ,

"Goo-goo..." Suddenly, there were a few pigeon calls outside the window, Shunzi jumped up violently, opened a small window, grabbed a snow-white pigeon and looked up and down, untied a thin bamboo tube on his leg, the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile, brushed the white feathers of the pigeon, took out the beans from his pocket and scattered them outside the window, and let go, the pigeon flew out of the goose, pecking happily.

"Official, the news from Jingli has arrived!" Shunzi took out a roll of paper from the bamboo tube and handed it to Huang Jingchen with both hands.

"Oh, Nian!" Huang Jingchen sat down in the chair, picked up the teacup and said, Junzi's sharp eyes found that his hands were trembling slightly.

"Yes!" Junko unfolded the note and leaned under the lamp, "The Holy Lord issued an edict to pardon the Yuanyu party. Except for those who are guilty of treachery and revenge, slander and slander the court, the rest may be naturalized in batches depending on the severity of the circumstances; Fuzhou, Anhua, Yuzhou and other places have been attached to our dynasty, the population of nearly 300,000, the area of tens of thousands of miles, Cai Jing led hundreds of officials to congratulate, the saint promoted Guizhou Zhizhou Zhangzhuang and Qiannan Jingluo pacification envoy, to Yuzhou Zhao Tai and other places for the land of Luzhou, Fuyi land for Zhenzhou...

"Is that all?" Huang Jingchen frowned and asked.

"Oh, there's one more official!" Junko said as she flipped through the note.

"Hurry up!"

"The Holy Lord issued an edict on New Year's Day, and the emperor's eldest son, Xuan, changed his name to Heng and entered the king; The second son of the emperor was named King Yan; The third son of the emperor, Kaijin, was the king of Yun; The fourth son of the emperor entered the king of Jing; The fifth prince of the emperor entered the king of Su; Six sons, seven sons, eight sons, and nine sons are all crowned princes... What's wrong with you, sir? Shunzi read and suddenly found that Huang Jingchen was sitting on a chair with a flushed face, and the tea in his hand was spilled all over the placket, but he was unconscious, he hurriedly stepped forward to support Huang Jingchen and asked.

"It's true, it's true, what he said is actually true..." Huang Jingchen didn't seem to notice it, and muttered to himself.

"What are you talking about, official?" Junzi was frightened, shook Huang Jingchen and asked loudly.

"Ha Lu Ha · Huang Jingchen suddenly slammed the teacup on the table, and the crazy Da Lu smiled and patted Shunzi's hand and said, "Shunzi, we have met the master!" ”

"The big official is crazy? I won't be crazy because the prince was crowned a prince from the king of the county! Shunzi has never seen Huang Jingchen, who has always been happy and sad and unhappy, so out of shape, "Come on, go and call the imperial doctor..." He shouted at the little yellow door guarding the door.

"What did you call him for?" Huang Jingchen slapped the table and shouted, "Go and let the stewards go to the front hall to discuss matters, we get the letter today, and tomorrow's decree will arrive, we have to prepare, I will inform the prince!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Junko wiped his sweat while agreeing, and the old man didn't go crazy, and a wisp of smoke disappeared.

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"Lord, lord..." When Zhao Ta was concentrating on making the fifth bullet, the door was slammed open, and when he looked up, the old man Huang was wearing civilian clothes and grinning and shouting and rushed in, his hand trembled, this time the bullet really fell into the brazier, and there was a loud bang, and the sparks were splashed in all directions.

"Uncle Huang, have you hit a ghost?" Zhao Ta complained while hurriedly pouring tea around to extinguish the fire.

"Sin, sin, the old man shocked the prince, I was so happy, I lost my temper for a while!" Huang Jingchen trampled out the scattered sparks with his feet and said with a smile.

"What a good thing, it makes Huang Bo so happy!" Zhao Ta shook his clothes, and there were a few more holes in his satin robe.

"Lord, there is news from the capital that the emperor has issued an order to entitle you as Prince Yan!" The old man saluted.

"Uncle Huang, didn't I tell you a long time ago, it seems that you still have doubts about me!" Zhao Ta said with a bitter face, the old man blushed, don't get a cerebral hemorrhage or myocardial infarction because of this matter, there is no quick-acting heart-saving pill at this time, wouldn't it be unjust to die.

"The old man believed, this time the letter is written, the prince can get the guidance of the immortal master must be very human, one day in the future than Deng Dabao, I have no eyes before, and I hope that the prince Haihan!" Huang Jingchen shook it to the bottom and said solemnly with a guilty face.

"Uncle Huang, I was rejected by my father and forced to leave the palace and leave Beijing, lonely and helpless, thanks to you not leaving me to accompany me to this poor and remote land, I have long regarded you as my relative!" Zhao Ta hurriedly took two steps forward and hugged Huang Jingchen and said.

"Lord Wang... The old man is ashamed to call you uncle! Huang Jingchen said with tears in his eyes.

"Uncle Huang, the immortal master warns us that the Great Song Dynasty will face a catastrophe within twenty years, how can I, as a prince, sit back and watch the foreign clans occupy my great rivers and mountains and slaughter my Great Song people, so let us fight to meet the coming catastrophe!"

"Lord Wang, the old slave will follow the prince to leap on the horse and spear, sweep away the barbarians and protect the peace of my Great Song Dynasty, although he will not hesitate to do so!" Huang Jingchen held Zhao Ta's hand and said firmly, no one knew that the two hands of the old and the young were actually the beginning of changing history.

"Okay, let's work together for the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty and the stability of the people, and face this catastrophe together!" Zhao Ta knew that Huang Jingchen had surrendered at this time, and he had received a big help.

"Lord Wang, if you want to make a big deal in advance, you should train the army with grain and gather wealth, but now you are throwing money on a large scale, isn't it the opposite way!" The two sat down again, Zhao Ta poured him hot tea, and Huang Jingchen asked.

"Uncle Huang is right, this matter is too big, but with our grandfather, we can't stop the barbarian's million iron horsemen no matter what!" Zhao Tan smiled and said, "Now we are too weak, if we train in the army, I am afraid that my father will cut off our heads first, and then even the mother will be difficult to preserve, we can only slowly try to do it..."