Three Kingdoms, at the beginning of the game, recognize the thief as the father, hit the spectacle,

This is still the result of Zhang Yanji's self-knowledge and lighting the glass out before the snow this winter.

At the very least, after sealing all the windows with highly malleable glass, the temperature in the bedroom of the Marquis of Wan Kingdom can already rise to seven or eight degrees above zero during the day.

This is very significant progress.

……

"Ah, husband, come in and warm up."

"It's cold outside, don't freeze!"

Curled up on the corner of the bed near the charcoal stove, Qiao Ying stretched out her small hand from the cup, and poked the charcoal stove on the ground with an iron chisel.

The charcoal fire suddenly burned a little more vigorously than before.

……

"okay."

……

Without saying anything, Zhang Yan turned around and closed the door, and slipped onto the bed shivering all the way.

He is not as afraid of the cold as Qiao Ying, but in this weather, he either wears a thick fur robe, or he can only learn from him, wearing an inner lining and using a thick bedding to keep out the cold.

Otherwise, if the hands and feet are stiff from the cold, it will be a bit uncomfortable after all.

In the early years, there were also rich people who lit many carbon stoves in their rooms to increase the room temperature... But when their family members died of carbon poisoning one by one because of the lack of oxygen in the room and insufficient charcoal combustion, they never Nobody wants to do that stupid thing anymore.

Let it be colder, at least it won't freeze people to death.

Besides, if it is like some rich and noble families, the masters keep some bed warming maids or something...

People's winter is really not necessarily sad.

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"Phew, it's so cold, so cold."

"By the way, Ying'er, why did I see you alone in this room keeping warm, but where did that girl Qiao Jin go?"

……

Asked Qiao Ying in a low voice, Zhang Yan looked around, a little curious.

Unlike Ye'er's "leader maid" who has her own room and has a detached status, Qiao Jin usually gets along with Qiao Ying on weekdays.

Because of her status as a dowry maid, Qiao Jin's room was not far from Zhang Yan's bedroom in Wan Guohou's mansion, and there was even only a screen as a partition between the two rooms.

Zhang Yan looked around, he and Qiao Ying were indeed the only ones in the room.

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for Qiao Jin to let Qiao Ying lie there alone and fiddle with the charcoal fire.

……

"Well, she..."

"I guess I went to the back kitchen to eat it secretly."

Wrap Zhang Yan with the quilt next to him, and after Zhang Yan went to bed, Qiao Ying no longer curled up at the corner of the bed, but instead... curled up in Zhang Yan's arms.

There is no way, she is afraid of the cold, and she has not been feeling well for the past two days, and she especially taboos the cold.

Seeing Zhang Yan approaching her, Qiao Ying immediately pulled the quilt and rolled the two together.

Zhang Yan leaned against the head of the bed like this, half lying on the bed, holding Qiao Ying with one hand, and with the other hand, he took out a few pieces of fine charcoal from under the bed, hooked them with a chisel, and threw them into the charcoal stove.

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"Huh? Go to the kitchen to steal food?"

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Hearing Qiao Ying's words, Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that Qiao Ying would throw him such an answer.

A servant girl who has a high status in the mansion... ran to the kitchen to steal food. If outsiders knew about it, they might think that the Mansion of the Marquis of Wan Kingdom could not afford to support these working girls.

……

Just thinking about it the other way around, it's quite normal for such a thing to happen to Qiao Jin.

After all, even though the girl had the appearance of a Jiangnan water village, she was always frizzy all day long, and she could do anything.

Today is New Year's Eve, that is, the last day of 189 AD... The servants in the mansion are all preparing for the banquet tonight.With that girl's temperament, let alone sneaking into the kitchen to steal food, even if she stole something back for Qiao Ying, Zhang Yan wouldn't think it was strange.

"Hmm... Let her do the messing around if she wants to. Anyway, the mansion is not short of that kind of thing, as long as it doesn't delay the work of the back kitchen."

Shrinking into the quilt, Zhang Yan saw that it was still early, so he planned to take a rest first.

Today is New Year's Eve. Although the Eastern Han Dynasty did not have this rule, according to the rules of later generations, today is the night watch until the early morning.

This was not the kind of vigil that the servants would watch over, but as the head of the family, he had to keep vigil until the morning of the first day of the new year.

This is a habit that has been passed down to him for thousands of years.

Even in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Yan still couldn't get rid of this habit.

Take a short nap now, and in the evening, the vigil will be more energetic.

"By the way, Ying'er, how are things prepared for the festival in the mansion?"

"I bought some sulfur, charcoal and other things from outside at noon...but have they all been delivered?"

……

Shrinking into the depths of the quilt, Zhang Yan also shrank into Qiao Ying's arms by the way, asking in a low voice.

These are some gadgets that he promised Ye'er to make a few days ago.

If it fails to satisfy the other party's curiosity, it is estimated that Ye'er will make trouble again so that he can't sleep well at night.

"Well, those charcoals?"

"I asked my servants to put the things in the warehouse. Husband, if you want to use them, let them fetch them."

Stretching out her arms to hug Zhang Yan's head, Qiao Ying straightened her chest with a smile on her face.

After a while, Zhang Yan's voice became smaller and smaller.

The room, which is not too small, has gradually become quieter...

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It's always like that between them.

Ever since they were newly married, there has been almost no conflict in the relationship between Qiao Ying and Zhang Yan.

Not even the most basic friction.

The reason is also very simple, that is, whenever they are free, the two will find opportunities to be together like they are now.

Maybe nothing too outrageous, but a hug, skin-to-skin kiss, or rubbing or something always calms the minds of both of them.

And this was also one of the few times when Zhang Yan was able to relax completely in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

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Not long after, Qiao Ying heard a slight snore coming from her arms.

Sure enough, after whispering a few words to each other, Zhang Yan fell asleep a little tired.

From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, there are more than 300 days.

Zhang Yan is busy working on the future of Lujiang almost every day.

Although the greetings every morning have never been interrupted, and although the appearance is very positive, Qiao Ying knows very well that Zhang Yan is already very tired.

Every ten days and a half months, Qiaoying will find a chance to sleep with each other for a while just like today.

Today is New Year's Eve, if there is no accident, Zhang Yan can rest by her side for a long time.

This time, it wasn't Zhang Yan who looked at Qiao Ying's sleeping face and said good morning softly in the early morning, but Qiao Ying looked at the sleeping Zhang Yan and brushed the corner of his lips with her fingertips, bringing a slight coolness.

"Young Master, do you want me to fetch another quilt for the Master?"

"It's windy outside today, and it's not very warm in this room..."

I don't know when, Qiao Jin who was said by Qiao Ying to go to the kitchen to steal food also quietly stayed back.

It's just in her hand, not a snack, but a small soup pot.

As soon as she entered the room, she sat the soup pot on the charcoal stove, exuding a faint fragrance of old hen soup.

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"Don't worry about it, Jin'er, you should take a good rest too. I'm not that fragile, I just need to lie down for a while longer."

"It's been so many years, and it's not the first time that my stomach feels uncomfortable in winter."

Smiling and waving in Qiao Jin's direction, Qiao Ying had a gentle smile in her eyes, obviously in a good mood.

"If you're still worried that your Patriarch will be cold, you should take off your clothes and come in to help him warm up."

"That's much warmer than adding another quilt."

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Chapter 8 Folklore or Superstition?

Time slipped by.

When Zhang Yan woke up in a daze, several hours had passed.

Turning over from the bed and sitting up, Zhang Yan yawned, then put on a coat and walked towards the front hall.

Before anyone even reached the front hall, a burst of lively voices came.

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