After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi didn't even raise his head, and he moved his brush like flying.

This little girl, let her write poems and songs seriously, but she can't write them.

She writes small things like name badges and flower notes for people, but she is full of energy.

He suggested: "You copy the same New Year's greetings every time, so others can't see it."

"Second brother, you are really a thief."

Nan Baoyi ridiculed and wrote the same congratulatory message on all the plum blossom papers.

Yu Wei came in from the outside and said with a smile: "Master, princess, someone is coming from the palace."

The servant in palace robes stepped in and respectfully put the food box on the low case: "Today's Laba, the emperor specially ordered to give porridge to the son and princess."

He was grinning, and took out two more posts from his pocket: "This is an invitation for the palace banquet on New Year's Eve. Your Majesty attaches great importance to the son and princess, so please be sure to attend the palace banquet and accompany him to the old man's lively."

Yu Wei gave the little eunuch a reward and sent him out in person.

Nan Baoyi put down his brush before opening the food box curiously.

The Laba porridge produced by Yushanfang is made with red beans, walnuts, pine nuts, persimmons and chestnuts. It is glutinous and fragrant.

She held out a small cup: "Second brother, shall I serve you a bowl?"

"If you like to eat it all, don't worry about me."

Xiao Yi answered casually.

In his hand was a file about one foot thick, which had to be reviewed today.

As the taste of the new year gets stronger, there are more and more crimes in Shengjing City and surrounding cities.

Murder and arson emerged endlessly, and trivial cases also abounded, such as whose concubine ran away with others, whose niece's obscene pants were stolen to dry, whose chicken was lost again, and so on.

Rao Xiao Yi was very sad.

Nan Baoyi scooped up half a bowl of Laba porridge, and watched Xiao Yi review the files while eating.

Those cases were so boring, she was getting impatient watching them, but Xiao Yi was still serious.

After all, it is a powerful minister, which is different from a girl like her.

She pondered, and put the finished porcelain bowl into the food box.

She was afraid that when Xiao Yi finished reviewing the dossier, the Laba porridge would have cooled down and would not taste good, so she put the small cup on the smoker to heat it up.

She yawned, sat next to Xiao Yi, supported his face and stayed with him for a while, her eyelids gradually couldn't support her, and finally changed her position and fell asleep on the carpet.

It was nearly midnight when Xiao Yi finally finished reviewing the files.

He put down the brush and slowly rubbed his forehead.

The windows are covered with translucent Goryeo paper.

There is no snow tonight, and the bright moonlight shines in through the window, and the study room is full of brilliance.

The plum shadows in the courtyard are mottled, adding a bit of brilliance and cleanliness.

In the silent winter night, Xiao Yi heard even and long breathing coming from beside him.

He lowered his eyes, and the little girl was sleeping soundly curled up beside his legs, holding a corner of the navy blue golden grape wool blanket with her thin white hands, but the blanket was not covering her body.

She didn't wear embroidered shoes, and her left foot protruded from under the heavy skirt. Because of the loose laces of the silk sock, the white silk sock drooped loosely on the toe.

Xiao Yi watched for a moment,

Cover her with a blanket.

Out of the corner of her eye, she landed on the side of the smoker cage, and the small gold-painting cup was placed on it in an orderly manner, as if the little girl was afraid that he would eat cold porridge, so she warmed it there specially.

Xiao Yi bent his lips, and took the small cup and porcelain spoon.

Laba porridge is not too sweet, he doesn't like it very much.

But when he thought that the little girl specially left it for him, he felt that sweet porridge was not bad.

Nan Baoyi was awakened by his movement and rubbed his eyes.

She looked at the bright moon outside the window, feeling drowsy: "Laba is almost over, second brother, you only eat porridge...Red beans fight ghosts, cure diseases and suppress evil. If you don't drink Laba porridge during Laba Festival, you will be haunted by little ghosts, really Make me worry."

Xiao Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

This little girl, I'm afraid she fell asleep and talked so childishly.

He coaxed: "Laba is not over yet."

Nan Baoyi babbled about peace and success, then moved to his lap in a daze, put his knee on his pillow, and fell asleep in the warm study.

Xiao Yi put down the clean cup.

He caressed the girl's crow-green sandalwood hair, and stared out the window.

Snow falls on winter nights, and the garden is quiet.

The bright moonlight falls under the west window, the mottled plum blossom shadows linger with the wind, and the smoked charcoal fire in the room is warm and peaceful, as if the tenderness that has been exhausted for a whole year.

During the Laba Festival in the 22nd year of Chongde, Xiao Yi came to South Vietnam for 20 years.

He lived a full and happy life.

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It was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Nan Baoyi finally finished writing all the plum blossom notes, and kept them well in the box, waiting for servants to be dispatched during the first month to deliver these New Year's greeting notes to every household.

After the reunion lunch at Songhe Courtyard, Nan Baoyi was about to attend the New Year's Eve banquet when the second aunt suddenly found her.

The aunt, who has always been straightforward, held her hand, wondering: "Jiaojiao, after tonight, your sister will be sixteen years old, but the marriage has not yet been settled. Can you bring her to the palace banquet today?" Enter the palace to see the excitement? If you can meet the young master you like..."

Nan Baoyi immediately understood what she meant.

These days, the second aunt is really worried about the little cousin's marriage.

All the wealthy sons in Shengjing City looked at each other, but they didn't see each other right.

Helpless, I had to set my sights on the official family.

Nan Baoyi was afraid that the second aunt would turn gray with worry, so she quickly agreed.

She looked at Nan Baozhu again.

Zhuzhu was sitting on an armchair, eating walnuts wholeheartedly.

In order to develop the population of the people in the South Vietnam, it is stipulated that if the folk men are 20 years old and the women are 18 years old and have not yet married, the local government will marry them for them.

As for what kind of person to match with, it depends on fate.

The little cousin is going to be sixteen years old, but she doesn't worry about the future at all.

Nan Baoyi really envied her freedom and ease.

The two sisters were dressed properly, and the carriage from Prince Jing's Mansion just happened to come to pick them up.

It was Nan Baozhu's first time entering the palace, and she was a little nervous.

Sitting in the carriage, she took a look in the mirror from time to time, and said sincerely: "Jiaojiao, in the palace later, you have to protect me, don't make me alone. I heard that the palace is very big, I am a little Fear."

Nan Baoyi nodded: "I won't make you an order."

After the initial nervousness passed, Nan Baozhu gradually became excited: "The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace must be very rich. My mother is not here, and no one cares about me. I can eat, drink and have fun without worry."

Nan Baoyi smiled.

She brightened the glazed lights in the carriage, and watched Nan Baozhu take a selfie in the mirror.

Her little cousin is about to be sixteen years old, like a round, white and tender oriental pearl, although she is slightly plump than the ordinary beauty in the eyes of the world, it does not affect her beauty.

She held the little cousin's hand.

My sister's hands were soft, and even the fingertips were warm.

What to say about entering the palace to see her husband, she knows that Zhuzhu actually likes the young master.

She only hoped that the little father-in-law would grow up quickly and be able to propose marriage to Zhuzhu as soon as possible.

When I came to the outside of the palace, I saw that the palace lanterns were shining brightly, and the whole palace was like a city that never sleeps.

Nan Baoyi took her sister's hand and climbed up to the Hall of Chengle along the 7749 steps, and introduced to her the noble girls passing by.

Xiao Yi put his hands behind his back and followed slowly.

When they stepped on the last step, they saw Gu Chongshan standing under the eaves of the palace.

The cold and cold nine thousand years old, playing with the ebony bead string, nodded at him imperceptibly.

Xiao Yi bent his lips and smiled.

It seems that tonight, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

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The date of the explosion is wrong, it should be on the 17th, and the wedding is also on the 17th

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