When Cai Boyi returned to Shangjing, the atmosphere of the New Year here continued, and the prosperity of the Song Dynasty was basically brought here. The immigrant Han people attached great importance to the first New Year after the migration.

Except for the Qing, Jiu, and Yu, the four festivals of each year will not be neglected. After all, they are far away from their hometowns and ancestor worship is the top priority for them, so the four major festivals are also grand.

The Qingming Festival, Double Ninth Festival, and Zhongyuan Festival are all fine. If it is hard work and inconvenient, it is enough to have a sacrifice, but during the New Year Festival, you must pay homage to your ancestors grandly.

Even on the fifth day of the lunar month, some people placed the altar on the south side of their doorstep, lit incense and placed sacrifices.

Cai Boyi went there in a carriage. When he came back, he had no idea where the carriage was thrown. With such heavy snow, he couldn't get back. Fortunately, when they left, they were like the Khitan asking for some military horses, otherwise...

Cai Boqi has no other thoughts now, just thinking about diving into the warm house, putting on a quilt, and putting on a bowl of ginger soup, which is happier than anything else.

After walking on the street market for a while, Cai Boyi was surprised to find that the changes in the capital were amazing. In just a few days, the scene in the city had changed drastically.

The originally low-rise buildings were stripped off and turned into small wooden buildings, while the slightly better courtyards or houses were also newly renovated. Compared with the Jumu City that had just left, Cai Boqi only felt that everything the Han people were incomparable to the Khitans.

The man who was pushing a cart to sell noodle soup shouted loudly. In this winter, every household must have this hot noodle soup. In order to facilitate the use of the noodle soup, the noodle soup is always hot. Not only can it wash your face, but people will also make a pot of hot tea.

As for the breakfast on the roadside, there are more, including wontons, soup cakes, cooking cakes, steamed cakes, and steamed cakes. As long as there are ones in Shendu City, there are almost all here, as if the world's delicacies gathered here.

Not long after entering the city, Cai Boqi was stopped by an old acquaintance. Sancai smiled and invited him to "eat breakfast". Cai Boqi smiled slightly bitterly. It was obvious that he had been waiting in the city for a long time, and he was stopped as soon as he entered the city.

Needless to say, the officials must have breakfast in the city at this time. Although there is also an imperial palace in the capital, the court officials are not there, and the officials of the General Staff Military Academy cannot control the emperor, so they can only let the officials "stroll around" in the city.

Sure enough, Sancai led Cai Boyi away not long after and stopped at a stall. Zhao Zhen was sitting in front of the stall drinking mutton soup. The green green onion and red peppers on the delicious mutton soup were scratching people like a pair of small hands.

Cai Boqiu stepped forward and sat down. Zhao Zhen waved to the old man who made the soup and said, "Old man, let's have another bowl of mutton soup and add more slices of ginger and peppers. He just came back from the north to drive away the cold!"

"Okay! This guest official is really aware of the goods! Xiao Lao's mutton soup is a great success in Shendu City, and it is even better to drive away the cold! Especially this chili pepper, since the official family got this spice and distributed it to the people to plant it, it has given me great blessings!"

The old man quickly served a bowl of mutton soup, added a lot of ginger slices and chopped green onions, and dug a large piece of chili oil into the bowl and served it. He also told Cai Boqi to say, "Use it slowly, be careful to burn it!"

Cai Boqiu cannot eat chili peppers. He is afraid of spicy food, but he likes them very much. If he doesn’t have chili peppers, he feels unsatisfied. He can be regarded as both loving and afraid.

I took a sip and felt my tongue hurt and my mouth was numb. From my mouth to my lungs to my stomach, it was like a fire, but it instantly dispelled the chills, and sweat appeared on my forehead in winter, which was really satisfying.

Zhao Zhen reached out and took out a piece of cake from the small bamboo basket on the table and handed it to him: "It's broken open and soaked in and eat it, it's a different taste! Longzhu has Xiongla, Qin Peng is just talking about this thing!"

Cai Boqi was naturally not polite. He was already hungry and cold, but he endured the hunger in his stomach. He patiently broke the cake into small pieces and put it in a bowl. He waited until it was soaked softly before moving the chopsticks.

From beginning to end, Zhao Zhen was drinking mutton soup seriously and soaking pancakes. He didn't ask Cai Boyi a question. Instead, he talked about the old man who bought mutton soup after drinking it.

"Where is the Bao Township of the Old Man?"

The old man smiled and rubbed his hands and looked at Sancai on the side and said, "I'm not afraid of you all jokes. I'm from Jingji Road and have sold mutton soup in Shendu City. The begging talisman on this guest official's clothes is made by the Guinner."

Sancai looked down at Caixiu on his waist. This was bought by his wife and daughter in his private residence in the city while shopping. Because of the unique style, he specially ordered auspiciousness to pray for blessings on his waist.

Zhao Zhen looked at Sancai with a smile: "I didn't expect your wife and daughter to be so kind."

Sancai Zhan Yan smiled and said with an awkward expression: "It's all small thoughts, and it's just a bit warm."

Cai Boqi snored a mouthful of mutton soup, and said contemptuously: "Don't be content! Gong... If Miaoyuan could think of it, I would wake up in my dreams!" He turned his head and looked at Zhao Zhen's waist and smiled: "Some sisters-in-law are very caring!"

Zhao Zhen looked down at the string around his waist and smiled bitterly.

Almost every time he left Beijing, several girls in the harem would hang some inconspicuous blessings and auspiciousness around his waist. This time, he was not here at the end of the year and even sent jade artifacts to worship his ancestors, hoping that the ancestors of the Song Dynasty could bless him.

But they never thought that all these things were hung on, just like the wind chime.........

After Cai Boyi finished drinking the mutton soup and ate the candy garlic handed over by Zhao Zhen, he whispered: "The official has sent all the things, and the letter of the country and the bottom line of our Song Dynasty have been told to the Khitans, and the Khitans themselves are in chaos. This is the letter of the Khitan Queen."

Zhao Zhen wiped his hands and took the letter of the country. The content made him amazed at Xiao Tali's boldness. To be honest, this is a talented woman, and she is a talented woman who dares to love and hate. The warm response in the poem even a big man blushed, which can be regarded as having come and go.

However, she sneered at the conditions and promises given by the Song Dynasty, and said, "When you come to fight, you will follow your victory, and don't talk about your defeat!" She expressed her determination.

She also expressed her meaning: if you have the ability, you will defeat the Khitan, conquer everything from the common people to the noble queen, and do not use peace talks to make the Khitans more profitable.

It was indeed Xiao Tali. She seemed to want to retain her last bloodline for the Khitan, and even if she was eventually conquered by the Song Dynasty and became a people under the Song Dynasty, she still wanted to retain her bloodline.

She was very smart and knew that the rivalry between the Khitan and the Song Dynasty was meaningless, but she was unwilling to let the Khitans compromise easily. She was also a prisoner, a warrior who fought to the death and a villain who was bribed by money and interests. Which one would win the respect of the winner?

Zhao Zhen pinched the Chinese book in his hand and had to admit that he was also a woman, but Xiao Tali's mind was above all the women in his harem. Even if the empress dominating the country did not hide the black clouds, she could not compare with her.

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