Daming Super Daddy

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Zhu Song sighed, and said: "The brave and fearless tiger general who followed King Zhongshan back then has changed, become numb, and will do anything for his heirs!"

"It's all because of the bet back then!" Xu Huizu slammed his fist on the table bitterly, and said, "If Uncle Zong hadn't left Yingtian Mansion back then, this would never have happened."

"It's useless to say any more!" Zhu Song understood Xu Huizu's mood at the moment, he shook his head and said, "Brother, younger brother has offended that old Taishan terribly this time, I'm afraid he won't come to Yingtian Mansion in the future. "

"That's all, that's all!" Xu Huizu waved his hand and said, "Even if such a foolish Uncle Zong came to Yingtian Mansion, he might do some ridiculous things. It would be better not to come to Yingtian than to cause a catastrophe."

Zhu Song nodded, and said: "By the way, Miaomiao was still talking about elder brother yesterday, since elder brother is here today, let's go and see Miaomiao!"

"Speaking of which..."

Although he was full of disappointment about Xu Zong's matter, firstly, he was not sure whether Xu Zong could come to Yingtian Mansion, and secondly, Xu Miaojin was pregnant again, so he came to Han Palace mainly for the latter point.

Xu Huizu took out a golden amulet from his bosom, and said: "My lord, a few days ago, I asked for an amulet for Miaomiao for my brother in Mount Putuo, who knew that this girl was so huge that she refused to wear it, look... "(To be continued.)

Chapter 225 Betting

The end of the new year is approaching, and the whole Yingtian Mansion is immersed in the atmosphere of the new year.

In the city of Nanjing, the festive atmosphere of the people during the New Year is very strong, and the whole city seems to be shrouded in a layer of auspicious joy, so that the people who have worked hard for a year can also enjoy a rare time to relax.

It will be the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month in two days, and Xu Miaojin has passed the most difficult three months of pregnancy, no matter what she can eat, but Xu Wanjun has to endure the most difficult month.

Since returning to Yingtian Mansion, Zhu Song has been busy in the mansion, buying new year's goods, decorating the mansion, and also busy giving gifts to the relatives of the little ones.

Today, it was rare for Zhu Song to take time off. After getting up early, he wandered around the mansion.

After turning around for about half an hour, Zhu Song suddenly summoned a servant and asked him to go to the front yard to find some red dye.

Because it's the Chinese New Year, there are still a lot of red paint in the palace.

Not a quarter of an hour later, a servant came to the middle courtyard where Zhu Song was, carrying several large buckets of red dye.

"My lord, what do you want these red dyes for? Could it be that you want to take advantage of the thirty and repaint the gate?"

Just at this time, Xiangxiang had just packed up her things in the room, and when she saw a large bucket of dye placed in front of Zhu Song, she couldn't help asking curiously.

"Ah, this! You'll know later?" Zhu Song blinked at Xiangxiang, then seemed to remember something, and said, "By the way, go and see if Huixun and Zhanji are up. "

I thought it was almost the Chinese New Year after all, so the Song sisters and Zhu brothers and sisters had all been taken back to the mansion by their respective families. Now in the Hanwang mansion, only Zhu Huixun and Zhu Zhanji are left.

Seeing Xiangxiang nodded and left, Zhu Song didn't stay idle, but ordered his servants to prepare some things again.

"Uncle Song, why did you wake us up so early?" After a while, Zhu Huixun rubbed his sleepy eyes and wandered over in a daze.

"Yes, uncle!" The expression on Zhu Zhanji's face was not much better, his short hands didn't even fasten his pants.

Before Zhu Song had time to speak, there were dense footsteps not far away, which sounded like a lot of people.

A group of two and three people turned their heads and saw seven or eight strong servants, all holding a stack of peach wood plaques with a length of six inches and a width of three inches in their hands, and walked into the small courtyard. inside.

"Uncle Song, what are you doing?" The little guy came to his senses this time, staring at the wooden sign in front of him with curiosity on his face.

"Guess!" Zhu Song pinched Zhu Huixun's fat face and said.

"Uncle Songhuang, you hurt me so much!" Zhu Huixun shook his head in dissatisfaction, his face was full of dissatisfaction, and muttered, "How would I know what it is if you don't tell me?"

Seeing that Zhu Song's big hand tended to move towards him, Zhu Zhanji quietly moved back a few steps, glanced at the mahogany plaque held in the hands of the little eunuchs, and said, "Uncle, isn't that thing called 'Peach Talisman'?" Is it? But why are these peach charms all empty?"

"Peach Fu" is a long-standing folk culture of the Han nationality. On the occasion of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, the names of "Shen Tu" and "Yu Lei" who can subdue evil spirits are written on peach wood boards, or on peach wood boards The images of these two gods are carved out, hung, inlaid or pasted on the door, with the intention of praying for blessings and eliminating disasters.

Moreover, according to the legend, this peach wood has the effect of suppressing evil spirits and exorcising ghosts. To put it bluntly, it is the same as the "Spring Festival couplets" pasted on the lintels of later generations during the Chinese New Year!

"Hey, the little guy knows some new year customs!" Zhu Song laughed and said, "That's right, this thing is a peach charm, but the color and style are a bit monotonous! It's like changing your clothes for the new year , Uncle, I plan to change them up again!"

"Ah?" Zhu Huixun groaned, gestured at himself twice in a daze, and said, "Uncle Song Huang, do you want to put new clothes on them too?"

The expression on Zhu Song's face was a bit embarrassing. This brat's comprehension ability is really against the sky. After touching his nose, Zhu Song continued: "Hui Xun, did your father tell you about the origin of peach charms?"

Zhu Huixun scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Peach, peach charm... It seems to have been passed down from the Qin Dynasty..."

Snapped!

"What was passed down from the Qin Dynasty?" Zhu Song directly rewarded the little guy with a chestnut, and said, "Stinky boy, didn't uncle teach you that 'knowing what you know is knowing what you don't know is knowing'?"

"Oh!" Zhu Huixun said repeatedly, suffering from pain in his head, "Uncle Song Huang, why did you only hit me and not Zhanji?"

"Huh?" Zhu Song turned his head and saw that Zhu Zhanji was so smart that he had already retreated ten feet away.

The kid was still smiling slyly at Zhu Song and Zhu Huixun, with a smug look on his face.

"Laugh, what a fart!" Zhu Song said angrily, "Tell me about the origin of Tao Fu."

Zhu Zhanji hid far away, and said slowly: "The Taofu is a thing handed down from the Eastern Han Dynasty. It has been in this style for hundreds of years. The only difference is the font and pattern on it!"

"Hey, you kid can do it!" Zhu Song said in surprise.

"Hey, some time ago I went to Mr. Xie's house to find Brother Qi, and Brother Qi told me." Zhu Zhanji told the truth very honestly, "But uncle, after all, this peach charm has been used for hundreds of years. , can’t just say change, right?”

"What do you know, a child?" Zhu Song threw Zhu Zhanji angrily, and said, "Who said that the style of hundreds of years cannot be changed? Uncle is telling you that tradition is to be broken!"

When talking about this, Zhu Song rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to make a bet with uncle?"

Zhu Zhanji instinctively felt that something was wrong, but Zhu Huixun leaned forward as if his brain was completely missing, and said, "Bet? Bet, Uncle Song Huang, I bet with you, you Talk about betting!"

How lacking is this unlucky boy?

Rolling his eyes, Zhu Song said temptingly, "Hui Xun, do you want to gamble together? If you lose, uncle will give you something good!"

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak, but shook his head firmly.

Well, no wonder he was able to inherit his father Zhu Gaochi's throne and became Xuanzong, this kid is very quick-witted.

"Don't gamble, don't gamble, Uncle Songhuang?" Seeing that Zhu Song had stopped talking, Zhu Huixun even urged him.

Nima, they are all the same children, why is there such a big gap?

Zhu Song covered his forehead and said helplessly: "In this way, the peach charms remade by Uncle Bet are far more beautiful and meaningful than those traditional peach charms! How about it?" (To be continued.)

Chapter 226 Betting

"Where's the bet?" Zhu Huixun asked, and then seemed to remember something, and said, "Uncle Songhuang, my nephew remembers that a few days ago, the emperor's uncle gave you a Dawan horse as a tribute... "

Because the Ming Dynasty is approaching the end of the new year, officials and nobles from all over the Ming Dynasty will send New Year gifts to Yingtian Mansion, and the surrounding foreign countries will also pay tribute to the court of the Ming Dynasty.

In terms of wealth, those nomads may not be able to compare with even a chief envoy of the Ming Dynasty, but when it comes to cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock, the Ming Dynasty cannot compare to them even in flattery.

Therefore, the imperial court received some livestock as tribute from the foreign nations, among which were ten pure-blooded, specially bred Dawan horses, which were the legendary sweat-blooded horses.