Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Fang Ke enjoys socializing and socializing.

Yang Ge was also happy to let Fang Ke go behind closed doors.

In addition, there has been no response from Beijing.

The matter of Luting County was shelved so tepidly.

The wanted gangster Zhang Mazi's arrest documents have been posted at various city gates, but no one has ever actually pursued them.

The people from Fengyu Mi Village have been detained in the county jail. It seems that they are on some ridiculous charges, but no one can get him out of the case if they intercede.

From the perspective of a bystander, this thing is amazing!

It stands to reason that if there was such a big incident in the capital, such as people rioting, stealing food and setting fires, the imperial court should immediately send a large number of prisoners from the capital into the city to wipe out three feet of the ground, even if it did not mobilize surrounding garrison troops to enter the city to impose martial law and arrest people.

nothing……

No troops entered the city to impose martial law.

There was no arrest in the city to investigate the case.

Just like the fire that night, it was just a grand bonfire party. Everyone gathered together to eat, drink and have fun. After the incident, everyone went back to their homes and found their mothers.

The peaceful days make those people at the bottom who know nothing feel strange and uneasy.

Even if I have food in my hand, I can't eat well or sleep well. I always feel like there is a knife hanging over my head, and I don't know when it will fall...

On the contrary, Yang Ge, the client, eats delicious food and sleeps until dawn. The biggest worry every day is the three questions in life: What to eat in the morning? What to eat for lunch? what's for dinner?

Of course he guessed that there might be changes in Shangjing City.

Because the several letters he handed back to Shen Fa secretly, all seemed to have disappeared into the sea, with no news.

but……

What does this have to do with him?

He has no control over matters in the capital, nor does he want to.

He wanted to take care of Lu Ting's affairs, and he did.

As for the consequences...

Regardless of whether the court wanted to punish Yang Ge for robbing other people's property and a huge amount of money.

He only needs to be punished for Yang Ge's crime of inciting people to riot...

He recognizes them all.

The law has two functions from the day it was born.

The first one is, of course, to warn the world not to do that, because it is wrong to do that.

The second one is to tell the world what kind of things come with what kind of price.

In other words, as long as you are mentally prepared to bear the consequences, even if it is prohibited by law...

Yang Ge prepared for the worst and was mentally prepared for the worst outcome.

Naturally, you don't have to worry anymore, you can do whatever you want, and don't do whatever you don't want to do.

The days passed by in a blink of an eye, from the 12th year of Xiping to the 13th year of Xiping.

This is the second New Year that Yang Ge has spent in the Wei Dynasty.

It was also the first Chinese New Year that he spent with a family in Wei Dynasty.

…

New Year's Day.

Yang Ge got up early and put on an apron as if he was serving a whole family. He killed chickens, ducks, planed fish, stewed and fried meat, and steamed a tray of glutinous rice dumplings.

By noon, the whole yard was filled with the smell of meat.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Woof woof woof...

There was a knock on the door.

Yang Ge wiped his hands on his apron and walked quickly out of the stove room with Xiao Huang on his heels: Come on, come on.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fang Ke, dressed in low-key gray clothes and a bamboo hat, carrying a lot of new year's goods, standing outside the door with a smile on his face and holding his hands: Master, celebrate the first day... Xiao Huang, long time no see!

Xiao Huang saw the big and small bags of old hen in his hand, and shook his airplane ears like a licking dog and rubbed his trouser legs.

Yang Ge looked at the two familiar reed chickens in his hand, and there was a smile on his face: You came at the right time, come and try my craftsmanship.

Fang Ke followed him into the courtyard and closed the door: Then I'm in for a treat!

Yang Ge led him into the kitchen, opened the steaming steamer, and picked up a bowl of glutinous rice dumplings for him: This is my favorite dish before. I don't know if I learned it correctly. Try it.

Fang Ke took the rice bowl with both hands, picked up a glutinous rice ball, took a bite, and immediately gave a thumbs up: With your skills, even the ladle master at the Sixth Building in Beijing can only serve you as a cutter!

Yang Ge smiled happily: What my dad makes is delicious...

Halfway through his words, the smile on his face disappeared, and he turned to ask, How is the old man doing? Is his body still sharp?

Fang Ke quickly replied: Okay, you have to cook for me to eat before leaving. I have to persuade the old man to stop working... Well, let me bring you two chickens, and let me tell you, it's so good Don’t worry about him when you’re doing things.”

Yang Ge let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: I saw it... I'm so sorry that I asked you to come here during the Chinese New Year!

Fang Ke raised the job in his hand: Why are you being polite to me? That's not true. If you hadn't taken me in, I wouldn't have known where to go to enjoy the autumn breeze during this Chinese New Year!

Ha ha!

Yang Ge smiled and joked: You official, you don't mind me having a simple meal here... Go and set up the dining table, I have wine here, let us two have a drink later!

Fang Ke walked out with a smile: Hey, I have more dignity than our master's family now!

But he knew that when his governor came here, he had to bring his own food and wine.

Yang Ge washed his hands, took out the glistening bacon from the pot, put it on the cutting board, cut off a piece, and threw it to Xiao Huang who was spitting at his feet...

Xiao Huang opened his mouth, caught the bacon accurately, flapped his big tail and ate it happily.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was another knock on the door.

Xiao Huang immediately put down the bacon in his mouth, rushed out of the kitchen, kicked his two front paws and barked loudly: Woof woof woof woof...

Yang Ge glanced at Xiao Huang and poked his head out of the kitchen room curiously: Old Fang, open the door and see who is here.

The person who came must be a stranger, Xiao Huang, an acquaintance, would not have this attitude.

Fang Ke, who was clearing the dining table in the room, responded and quickly walked across the courtyard and opened the door. He saw a seven-foot-tall dark man standing outside the door, holding a bag of unknown pastries in his hand.

This man was quite angular, but his eyebrows were thick and unruly, and his eyes were dull. He was dressed in old Gebu clothes and had a rough, dark complexion. He looked like a low-powered man on the banks of the Bian River.

Can you please find...

Fang Ke asked kindly, but before he finished speaking, he felt that the face of the person in front of him was very familiar. After carefully recalling it for a moment, he suddenly said in shock: Are you Xie... What are you doing here?

Before he could say the word thank you, he lowered his voice involuntarily. Although it was a question, his tone was mostly filled with horror.

The visitor looked Fang Ke up and down with a smile, and whispered kindly: Oh, come to think of it, we met in Tanzhou the year before last, right? Don't think about it, I'm just here to meet the neighbor on behalf of my roommate... Brother Yang Are you there?

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen house and said loudly.

Fang Ke stood in front of him, his whole body stiff, not daring to move or speak.

He would never forget the heroic appearance of the man in front of him commanding five thousand cavalry, against the setting sun, sweeping the Tatar army like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

Who!

Yang Ge wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen house, lightly kicked Xiao Huang, who was still barking, and looked at the person outside the courtyard door in confusion.

Brother Yang, celebrate Zhengdan.

The person who came had an honest look on his face, holding the pastry in his hand and saying, We are Wang Dashi, Yunzhi's brother. When I returned home last night, I heard my little sister mentioned how much Brother Yang had taken care of her after she returned to her ancestral home. I'm here to thank you!

It turns out he's the eldest brother of the Wang family. He's the next door neighbor to us. I'll take care of him no matter what.

Yang Ge was a little wary, but since the National People's Congress was celebrating the New Year, he couldn't refuse people thousands of miles away, so he had to step forward with a smile and politely said: Come in and sit down!

He said, Come in and sit down, while holding the courtyard door with his right hand but making no move to open it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Dashi smiled broadly and crossed his hands while crossing the courtyard gate: Then we'll be in trouble!

Yang Ge gave Fang Ke a speechless look: 'Why don't you give me a reason to drive away the guests...'

However, Fang Ke was not there, as if he didn't see his eyes.

…

There are neighbors on both sides.

Even if Yang Ge feels that the family next door is not normal, he still treats them politely when they come to visit.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Ke went to the stove house and didn't come out for a long time on the pretext of watching the fire.

Yang Ge had no choice but to make a pot of tea, serve the freshly fried crispy meat and fruits on a plate, and sit down under the grape trellis with Wang Dashi.

The two pointed at the layout and furnishings of the courtyard and chatted for more than two quarters of an hour.

It wasn't until the girl next door shouted for dinner that he heard from outside the door. Wang Dashi smiled and stood up to say goodbye, saying he would come to visit later.

After Yang Ge sent the person away, he returned to the stove room in confusion and saw Fang Ke sitting behind the stove in a serious manner and lighting the fire... with an upright posture like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to call his name.

Yang Ge looked at this guy suspiciously: Do you recognize this person?

Fang Ke raised his head and replied with a confused look on his face: Should I recognize him?

Yang Ge: Should I ask you or you ask me?

Fang Ke immediately shook his head: I don't recognize him.

Yang Ge obviously didn't believe it: With the friendship between us two brothers, you can't hide anything from me!

Fang Ke shook his head harder and harder: This is really the first time I see Wang Dashi.

Yang Ge: Really?

Fang Ke: When did I tell lies in front of you?

Yang Ge: Then when you saw him just now, you were like a mouse seeing a cat, you didn't even dare to fart?

Fang Ke smiled sheepishly and said: Where, isn't this the Chinese New Year? I miss my dad too...

Yang Ge then went to wash his hands, picked up the kitchen knife to cut the bacon, and whispered: I thought the family next door was not normal before. I had been busy greeting those big dogs before, and I didn't think of this incident. Son, touch their bottoms when you have time!

Fang Ke smiled and said: Is this necessary? We don't care about local security. Even if they are really gangsters, they should be under the control of the Three Laws Department!

Yang Ge put down the kitchen knife: Are you teaching me how to do something?

Fang Ke quickly raised his hand: How dare you...

Yang Ge: Stop nagging, let's eat!

PS1: Today is the beginning of winter. Have you guys eaten mutton? I'm going to go out to eat now, hehe~

PS2: I have been notified that this book will be on the shelves on Friday. I have to adjust the outline. This chapter will be a transition. Please give me some time to sort out the next climax... …