The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 59

Zhuang Wenfeng's death was like the first snow in winter, and the real cold was yet to come. The entire officialdom of Chen State was shaken by this. Throughout the winter, officials first argued endlessly about the reform of the enyin system. After the reform was finalized, they had to argue every day about the candidates to fill the vacant officials. Every morning, the market is more lively than the East and West markets, and Dr. Hongru, who is well-read in poetry and books, bargains like a market woman.

Mu Zhuohua listened to the adults quarreling with his eyelids down every day. He pinched the back of his hands until they turned red to hold back his sleepiness. When he looked up again and saw Liu Yan's always straight back, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration.

Of course, the one who envied him the most was Shen Jinghong, who left as soon as he said he wanted to, without taking a single piece of cloud with him, but left a lot of mess for others to clean up for him.

Mu Zhuohua knew very well who gave Liu Chen a list behind his back, which caused endless debate among civil and military officials in the court. It would be better for him to hide behind Liu Chen and enjoy the benefits.

This kind of quarrel continued until New Year's Eve, but noble people have a noble mind, and after scolding each other, they still have to wish each other a happy life.

Officials have a seven-day holiday during the Chinese New Year. This time is obviously not enough if they want to go home to worship their ancestors. Unless they have been an official for three years, they can have a thirty-day holiday to go back. Officials like Mu Zhuohua who come from out of town , most of them stay alone in Beijing to celebrate the festival. If you are willing to spend some money, the girls of Xiao Qin Palace can bring you the warmth of family.

Song Lianxi and Mu Zhuohua were close, and the relationship between the two seemed to be good. He had been married for several years, and had a loving wife and son at home. They were very happy. Seeing that Mu Zhuohua was alone, he kindly invited her to come to his home to spend the holidays together. Mu Zhuohua thanked him with a smile, but still declined.

"Thank you Brother Lianxi for your kindness, but I am not alone. There is a little girl waiting for me at home." Mu Zhuohua said with crooked eyebrows, "I promised her that I will personally cook for her on New Year's Eve this year. A delicious meal."

Song Lianxi heard Mu Zhuohua talk about a little maid at home who was like a sister, but when he saw her, she didn't look lonely, so he stopped inviting her warmly, and just said that they could hang out with each other if they had free time during the Spring Festival.

On this day, the officials also returned home relatively early. Mu Zhuohua finished sorting out the files of the household department, and the last one left with the key.

Red lanterns were hung up everywhere, and blessing characters were pasted on them. The atmosphere of the Spring Festival was very strong. Mu Zhuohua looked up at the brilliant colors, and his feet felt a lot lighter.

This was the second New Year to be spent outside. At this time last year, she and Guo Juli were still on their way north to escape their marriage, waving their whips and driving a donkey cart, and stayed at a simple inn. In order to save money, they stayed there. It was a drafty lower room, and the inn's cooking skills were really perfunctory, so she borrowed the kitchen and used simple ingredients to make the ultimate delicious meal, and spent a New Year's Eve that seemed desolate but very comfortable and secure.

At this time this year, it was already much better than she had imagined. She and Guo Juli finally had a home of their own. Although it was not big, it was very reassuring. There was no need to compete with others or act stupid. When she went out this morning, she asked Guo Juli to go to the East Market to buy the best ingredients and promised to cook her the most sumptuous meal in the evening.