Zila Zila.

The kitchen in the small courtyard kept making the sound of hot oil being stir-fried.

The flames were rolling in the iron pot, and the iron spoon was constantly beating in Zhu Yunwen's hands.

The matter of Junzi's far away trip to the kitchen had long been forgotten because he was hungry and had no food in Zhongdu.

Qiuniang was wrapped in a thick cotton coat and stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at the man who was cooking food for her with a proud smile on her face.

Zhu Yunwen's hands moved quickly, and a plate of bacon and fried garlic sprouts was ready.

Putting all the prepared dishes on a tray, Zhu Yunwen kept moving.

While cleaning, he hurriedly turned back to look at Qiuniang standing at the door.

Zhu Yunwen frowned and said softly: "Just make another soup. There is heavy smoke in the kitchen. Go and stay in the house."

Qiuniang shook her head silently, placing her hands on her stomach as a habit: "I just want to stay by Erlang's side."

"Silly girl." Zhu Yunwen smiled bitterly: "After dinner, I will go out. You can stay at home and don't go anywhere."

Qiuniang nodded and whispered: "Are Erlang going to the third uncle's birthday party?"

Zhu Yunwen had already cleaned the pot and started pouring oil into the pot.

The oil is hot.

The big carp from the Fen River was eaten whole.

There was another sizzling sound.

Zhu Yunwen quietly paid attention to the doneness of the fish in the pot, turned to look at Qiuniang, and shook his head: "I can't go, I'm just checking the situation outside."

After saying that, Zhu Yunwen began to turn the fish over in the pot.

Turning over, one side of the fish had been fried to a golden color. Zhu Yunwen turned around and went to the stove, carefully arranged the firewood at the bottom of the pot, and then stood in front of the pot again.

Qiuniang hesitated and asked softly: "Is there any danger?"

"What danger can there be?" Zhu Yunwen laughed and comforted: "There are troops everywhere in the city and outside the city. There are dignitaries in the palace tonight, and the government will definitely arrange patrols in the city. Nothing will happen.

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Qiuniang looked at Zhu Yunwen, who was standing busy in front of the stove, with a worried look in her eyes.

Her face was full of hesitation, and she hesitated for a long time.

Qiuniang finally said: "The tunnel in the cellar..."

Zila...

After Zhu Yunwen fried the fish on both sides, he just poured a basin of water into the pot when a cloud of white smoke rose up with a sizzling sound.

He turned his head somewhat unexpectedly and looked at Qiuniang who looked nervous, his brows gradually furrowed.

Zhu Yunwen sighed softly, poured the tofu and a few slices of green vegetables into the pot, covered the pot, turned around and walked to Qiuniang.

"That is what saves our lives. With this here, nothing serious will happen to Taiyuan City."

Zhu Yunwen thought a lot, but in the end he still didn't tell everything.

Qiuniang didn't quite understand. The tunnel was so dark and long that she didn't have the courage to see where it would end.

She whispered: "It took you a long time to fall asleep last night."

Zhu Yunwen's eyes flickered and he held Qiuniang's hands: "Don't worry, after tonight, maybe we can go home before the end of the year."

"Really?"

Qiuniang was looking forward to it, but she was still nervous.

Zhu Yunwen nodded heavily: "I will definitely do it."

After saying that, he turned to look at the steaming stove.

"The fish soup is almost ready. Let's go back to the house and clear the table first."

Qiuniang nodded and walked towards the house with mixed emotions.

Zhu Yunwen rushed to the stove and opened the lid of the pot.

A burst of steam hit my face, and along with the scent of fresh fish soup and tofu, I couldn't help but penetrate my nose.

Sprinkle a handful of chopped green onion, hold the iron spoon against the chopsticks, put the fish into a bowl, and scoop up the fish soup and tofu one by one.

Zhu Yunwen finished everything and already had a tray full of food in his hands.

In the house.

Qiuniang let out an exclamation.

This is not the first time Erlang cooks, but Qiuniang is moved every time.

At this time, the sun was getting dark outside the house.

Faintly, the sound of drumming could be heard in the distance.

Thinking that she might be able to leave Taiyuan City and return home soon, Qiuniang had a touch of joy on her face.

This joy and expectation also infected Zhu Yunwen.

So much so that he drank less than half a kilo of northern soju tonight.

"I'll take care of the dishes and chopsticks. Erlang has to go out, so remember to go early and come back early. It's hard to walk on the road late at night, and the road is wet and slippery, so be careful where you step."

Qiuniang very gently but stubbornly stopped Zhu Yunwen, who was still trying to clear away the dishes, and pushed him into the back room.

The woman rummaged in the room for a while and took out a large cloak.

"Mr. Liu had this brought over when it was snowing a few days ago. Please wear it tonight."

Qiuniang carefully and tenderly put on Zhu Yunwen's cloak and tied his belt.

Then, she took out a sachet blessing bag from under the box and hung it on Zhu Yunwen's waist.

"I asked for this from Baoen Temple on the other side of Gongji Gate a few days ago. Erlang must not lose it."

With a smile on his face, Zhu Yunwen silently stared at the woman who had done all this for him, and reached out to stroke her hair.

"Don't worry, rest early. If I come back late, you don't have to wait for me."

Qiuniang nodded, but she didn't wait for the man, but he couldn't make the decision.

Zhu Yunwen walked outside the door and looked back at Qiuniang with a smile on his face: "Let's go."

"Go ahead."

The woman stood under the door, her face full of tenderness and expectation.

…

Boom, boom, boom.

Bang bang bang.

As night falls, red lanterns all over the city have been lit up.

When the lanterns first came on, the sky was already filled with singing and dancing.

The street in front of the Jin Palace was overcrowded. If it were not for the government servants and the palace guards who had set aside passages on the street for people to pass, I am afraid that the place would have been blocked and it would be difficult to move.

Those families in the city who could only be regarded as small families in front of the Sansi Yamen and the wealthy Shanxi merchants entered the Jin Palace early with congratulatory gifts.

These people could not enter the palace, but had a place in the seats arranged in front. The deputy ceremonial officer of the palace stood in front to greet people.

When night falls and the stars shine brightly.

That's when the big names in Taiyuan City arrived.

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Shi, the head of Prince Jin's palace, had a red face and stood in front of the palace with his hands clasped together, welcoming everyone who came to congratulate Prince Jin to enter the palace.

"The lower official welcomes the governor respectfully. I have met the county honorary."

Palace Chief Shi looked at it with the same smile on his face, and Song Shenggui, the magistrate of Taiyuan Prefecture, came hand in hand with Yue Xinghui, the magistrate of Yangqu County.

Song Shenggui quickly stepped forward and arrived in front of the Chief Historian of the Prince's Palace: "The Chief's words are very important. Our Taiyuan Prefecture is also within the vassal state of the King of Jin. Many places in Taiyuan Prefecture must rely on the Chief's good words and help in front of the prince."

With a smile on his face, Palace Chief Shi glanced at Yangqu County Magistrate Yue Xinghui, who looked a bit off: "Your Majesty is already in the main hall. You two should go over quickly. I still have to wait here for the Sansi Yamen.

Shangguan, come here."

Song Shenggui nodded: "Chang Shi has been working hard today. Before the New Year, Taiyuan Mansion will be the host. I invited Chang Shi and everyone from the Royal Palace to celebrate the New Year together."

Although he knew that something big was going to happen tonight, the Chief of the Jin Palace, Shi, still had a smile on his face, nodded and agreed to Song Shenggui's invitation.

When Song Shenggui and the other two entered the palace.

Soon after, Li Wenxiang, the leader of Shanxi merchants and the helmsman of the Li Mansion Courtyard, took Li Benqian out of the carriage and walked to the front of the palace.

"I would like to ask Chang Shi'an, I am here today with my son, and I have prepared some small gifts, especially to congratulate the prince on his birthday."

As he spoke, Li Wenxiang turned around to signal the servants at home and delivered a gift list to the clerk in charge of recording in front of the palace.
To be continued...