Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 313 Big Red Packet

Meng Baiyun thought, he shouldn't want to ask for more, because Wenyuan and Huige are nothing more than two commodities in the market in the political arena, and the two cities have already exceeded the value of the commodities themselves, or are they far away? Far more than that, because it is nothing more than two princesses. If you are a cruel emperor, you will not lose a piece of meat if you lose.

The reason why Emperor Chu is so generous is that he is a person who values ​​the relationship between brothers and sisters, but he is also an ambitious person. If Emperor Liang is not satisfied, Emperor Chu may not increase his bargaining chips, or even become angry and cause war between the two countries. .

Emperor Liang should be clear about this.

Meng Baiyun did not hear that after he rejected the reconciliation request of the two cities, he asked the other party to send more cities over.

In his current state, it was more like playing around.

Don't want a city, don't release people, let alone mention the conditions for releasing people, people are completely unpredictable, they can only secretly resent, and are afraid that he is playing something deep, so they dare not easily provoke and send troops.

In fact, Meng Baiyun asked Emperor Long Aohan what he thinks now in a roundabout way, and the answer he got was: "The emperor makes his own decision."

Make up your own mind, what you say is the same as what you don't say.

Meng Baiyun didn't have the chance to meet the emperor, otherwise he could analyze him, but tomorrow is the opportunity.

Tomorrow, not only Princess Wenyuan and Princess Huige will attend the banquet, but also the King of Qin and the Queen Mother will definitely attend, Meng Baiyun thought, her eyes must be brightened to capture every expression of the emperor, and then use what we have learned together over the years Psychology, give him a thorough analysis.

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This night, a night without dreams.

I was too sleepy when I went to sleep, and I woke up too early in the morning, so I didn't even have time to dream.

In fact, Long Aohan also asked her to sleep more, but on the first day of the new year, no matter what, she had to get up to pay New Year's greetings to the old lady, she still understood this rule.

As usual, it was Su'er's grooming service, because she entered the palace in the afternoon, so she didn't want to make a cumbersome head in the morning, so Meng Baiyun only asked her to undo a simple bun, clean and tidy.

The new clothes for the new year are made with Long Aohan for couples.

Of course, Meng Baiyun made people do this.

The ancients were not ostentatious, and there was no such thing as couple shirts or parent-child shirts, and the fabrics of men and women were clearly distinguished.

Men can't do it, and most of them are group flowers, bamboo patterns, and cloud water.

For women, there are various kinds, most of which are wrapped in various branches and embroidered.

The fabric Meng Baiyun chose this time is iron red. Long Aohan's body is stitched together with black and silver. The neckline is made of gray and black fox fur. A long brocade robe is tall and straight, low-key and luxurious. .

For Meng Baiyun's body, the iron-red cloth is sewn on all sides, the front, buttons, cuffs, skirt, from top to bottom, there are always one or two small details that intersect with the long robe on Long Aohan's body echo.

The drawings she designed by herself did not tell Long Aohan when the finished product came out, except for the embroiderers in the utility room, she was the only one who had seen it.

When she came out after changing clothes from behind the screen, Long Aohan's eyes lit up.

Su Er also exclaimed: "The madam and the general are so right."

Meng Baiyun knew what she meant, and said with a smile: "When did your wife and the general not register?"

Su Er hurriedly said: "It's always been a match made in heaven, but today this dress is also very suitable. Madam has been running to the embroidery room for the past few days, probably because of this dress."

Long Aohan looked at Meng Baiyun with gentleness like water, and Meng Baiyun's face turned red.

But she didn't deny it: "Yeah, is it pretty?"

Turned around, just turned to Long Aohan's side.

Su Er praised: "If you enter the palace today wearing this, everyone in Chang'an City will follow suit tomorrow. Couples or couples wearing such clothes can't be more suitable."

"Who is going through the palace?"

It's fine to make a small fuss at home, and really wear it into the palace to make people laugh.

The relationship between men and women in ancient times was not as unrestrained as it is in modern times. It's fine for Meng Baiyun to take Long Aohan to show off his affection on the streets of Chang'an City at the right time.

But Long Aohan was very sure: "Just wear it this afternoon, I like this outfit."

Meng Baiyun's face was as red as if he had been quenched with chili oil, even his ears were red, but he was happy in his heart: "You really like it?"

"Well, wear a pair of clothes with you, so that others will know that you are mine."

Su Er's whole body was brittle, but luckily it wasn't her man, if her man said such things to her, she would not be as soft as a bone in the man's arms right now.

Meng Baiyun's heart was as sweet as honey, he held Long Aohan's hand, and walked out in a good mood: "Go, go to Mother's to get the big red envelope."

The three of them came out of the yard, and the wet nurse led Long Feihong to stand behind them.

Long Feihong was still half asleep and half awake, glanced at his parents' attire, yawned and fell asleep on the nurse's shoulder without expressing any opinion.

Long Aohan scooped him up, holding such a top villain in his tall arms, with indescribable kindness and warmth.

Arrived at Qiyuan.

The old lady got up early, and put a thick pile of red envelopes. This is when the maids and servants give her New Year's greetings. It is like this every year, but in the past, Lin Mengru was on the side to help her distribute it. This year it is Shuixuan.

Seeing Long Aohan's family of three coming in, she was immediately attracted by the two clothes, she was slightly stunned for a moment, and a kind smile appeared in the corner of her eyes.

"mother."

"mother."

"grandmother."

"Old lady."

"Hehe, Hong Hong is here, grandma."

Long Aohan put Long Feihong on the ground, and Long Feihong threw himself into the arms of the old lady, and fell asleep soundly.

The old lady rubbed the little guy's face distressedly: "Come on, grandma gave a big red envelope first, Honghong went to grandma's room and then went back to sleep in the cage. It was too late yesterday, so he must be tired."

"Yes."

He nodded with sleepy eyes, but his hands were sober, and he spread them high in front of the old lady.

The adults present couldn't help laughing.

The old lady played tricks on Shuixuan, and Shuixuan took one of the red paper bags and put it in Long Feihong's hands: "Master, this is yours."

Long Feihong couldn't wait to take it apart, and when he took it apart, he suddenly looked disgusted: "It's not money."

Meng Baiyun's eyes were straightened, she read it right, the old lady gave me a land deed, she is no stranger to that land deed, it is the mansion that the emperor bestowed on Mrs. Long, the old lady sealed the deed, so She has her own mansion, but the old lady won't live there, so naturally she still lives in Longfu.

Unexpectedly, she actually gave Long Feihong the Gaoming Mansion.

Grandma has a leg, and the promised first month red envelope is so "ruthless". Can Meng Baiyun still give out the ten taels of silver New Year's gift red envelope?
Fortunately, her son is ignorant, and he can see real money in his eyes.

The old lady didn't blame Long Feihong for his ignorance, she gave Shui Xuan a wink, and Shui Xuan took the red envelope out of Long Feihong's arms, and sent it to Meng Baiyun, "Madam, please keep it for the young master."

Yes, yes, she is very happy.

Meng Baiyun maintained a virtuous, docile and lovely look on his face, but in his heart beneath his complexion, there were white flowers and golden gold piled up like mountains like it started to rain.

Long Feihong disliked the red envelope and fell asleep like a pig. The old lady asked Su Er to take him in to sleep.

When Su Er came out, it happened that the old lady had finished distributing red envelopes to Meng Baiyun and his wife.

Compared with Long Feihong's, Meng Baiyun really wanted to shed bitter tears.

One hundred thousand of their husbands and wives combined, the old lady can't compare with one of her sons.

This is only a few hundred taels of silver, she is not a daughter, Long Aohan is still a son, no, the grandson is the grandson?

Thinking of the tens of thousands of taels of silver he had prepared for the old lady, it was a big loss, a big loss.

However, the loser is inexplicably willing.

New year's money, I don't think she has received this stuff for many years.

Including her previous life, it’s almost 15 years since then. His father has been tough since then, and even if relatives wanted to give it, they pushed her back, so that she lost the fun of collecting New Year’s money early on, thinking about it next door. Xiao Ming at home, but received it until he graduated from university.

Her father must have never imagined that after so many years, she has a baby and can receive lucky money.

Seeing that the old lady was about to distribute red envelopes to the maids, Meng Baiyun and Long Aohan stepped aside, and she greedily took away Long Aohan's: "Mine, mine is mine, yours and Haha's are mine too. .”

He petted and chuckled, and handed the red envelope to her.

"Go back to the house in a while, and I have prepared a New Year's gift for you."

Meng Baiyun's eyes lit up.

Why didn't she know, she kept it a good secret, but I'm sorry, she didn't prepare it for him.

She only thought about preparing for the old and the young, but never thought about preparing for Long Aohan.

Well, she's an incompetent wife.

However, she didn't dare to say it, fearing that Long Aohan would dislike her, so she leaned over and said, "I'm ready too."

At that time, just give him a few hundred taels, call it a gift, anyway, if you give it away, you can get it back later, all his is hers!

The old lady started to give Su Er Shuixuan red envelopes, and the expressions on the two people's faces after they opened it showed how generous they were.

Afterwards, Su Er went outside the courtyard and let the maids and servants come in to celebrate the New Year.

The old lady gave two copies for one case, and one was given for Long Aohan and his wife, it was really considerate.

After the red envelopes were distributed, it was the first meal at the beginning of the year. The whole family needed to eat to reunite, so they dug up Long Feihong who hadn't had enough sleep yet.

The breakfast is very rich, and every dish is exquisite.

Soup with tofu and green vegetables means innocence.

Sugar rice cake, which means sweetness and joy.

Lotus root filled with glutinous rice, implying Passepartout.

There is also chicken rice made of small bamboo joints as thick as a thumb, which means rising steadily.

He ate every mouthful and was already half full. Long Aohan was afraid that Meng Baiyun would vomit after eating for a while, so he whispered in her ear: "Don't be greedy, don't feel bad after eating."

He took care of her in every detail.

Meng Baiyun put down his chopsticks, and was gentle and obedient: "Well, don't eat, mother, eat slowly."

The old lady also eats [-]% full. The old man maintains health and follows the "Huangdi Neijing" in diet, and only eats [-]% full.

Long Aohan ate almost the same thing, but Long Feihong fell in love with the sugary rice cake, if Meng Baiyun hadn't stopped him, he would have stuffed the whole bowl into his stomach.

Glutinous rice is indigestible, especially for children with delicate stomachs, so it is not advisable to eat too much.

It was useless for Long Feihong to look at Meng Baiyun pitifully. He was so angry that he finally snorted bitterly: "Next time mother wants to eat sour plums, I won't give them to you either."

"Sour girl, she is a son."

The old lady said suddenly.

Long Aohan immediately retorted: "It must be a daughter."

Long Feihong's face was full of grievances: "Father doesn't like his son, is it because mother gave birth to a younger sister, and father doesn't love him anymore haha."

Long Aohan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Who would be so lucky to see Long Aohan laugh so heartily.

For a while, the room was full of laughter, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

(End of this chapter)