Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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"In my opinion, I'm afraid it's a waste of talent for you to stay in the Imperial Academy." The emperor looked at Tang Ci, seeing that she was still sitting upright after hearing this very clear sentence, and nodded secretly in his heart, "It's just the East Palace Zhan Shi's mansion is empty, how about you become Zhan Shicheng?"

Tangci lifted up his robe, bowed down and knelt down: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

At that time, Zhang Ji, the apprentice of Zhang Bao, the vice steward of the imperial court, trotted in, knelt down on the ground, and presented the manuscript to the emperor, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "I heard that the Lord Long Live has not had a good rest these nights, His Highness Yiyang is very concerned about it." I personally copied several Buddhist scriptures and enshrined them in the Buddhist hall, and just now I sent someone to present this Buddhist scripture to His Majesty, saying that reading it before going to bed can also calm the mind."

The emperor took the manuscript and flipped through it, his eyes were full of doting, and he laughed heartily: "This child, the handwriting is much better than before, and it really makes a difference with a good-looking teacher." He said to Zhang Ji again "Go to her and tell her to go to bed early, because she is prone to physical weakness and illness after traveling between the two places. Don't hurt your body just to copy a few Buddhist scriptures."

Zhang Ji repeated yes, and went out with Tang Ci.

"Congratulations, Lord Tang. Your Majesty praised the birthday speech you wrote for Princess Anning after reading it." Zhang Ji also wanted to flatter and flatter him, hoping to smooth over the fact that he often spoke for Tang in front of the emperor. Shunliu laid the groundwork out unobtrusively, and unexpectedly, he walked around the veranda, and saw a beautiful woman with crescent eyebrows, shoulders full of moonlight, and body full of clear water color waiting at the corner.

"Princess Rou Ke." Zhang Ji stopped and greeted Rou Ke, and Tang Ci also bowed to salute, but his expression was cold and there were traces of respect and distance.

Rou Ke looked straight at Tang Ci, met her alienation and indifference, as if facing a stranger's eyes without retreating, she took a step forward and smiled: "Father is good at poetry, today I missed the next month's poetry discussion because I stayed home due to illness." It’s a pity to think about the anecdote of the discussion. Master Su Wentang’s writing skills are exquisite, can you copy one or two for me, and after returning home, you can also relieve the unbearable hardship in the heart of the father.”

Tang Ci was noncommittal, but he really wanted to refuse, but Zhang Ji was inconvenient to refuse to commit the crime. He readily agreed but couldn't say it, so he fixed a pair of black and clear eyes on Zhang Ji, hoping that he would always be the best at seeing people. The eunuch who acted on his face can temporarily communicate with himself and help him out.

Rou Ke also looked at Zhang Ji, and for the first time there was frost in her gentle and clear eyes that no one could comment on, and the implication was obvious.

Zhang Ji, who was caught in the middle, couldn't help shivering, and felt that he was about to be poked into a sieve by the eyes of these two people either left or right, or a small sieve for sifting rice grains.He lowered his head and bowed his eyes to look at Tangci, and then at Rouke. After weighing the identities of the two, he finally smiled and cupped his hands at Tangci: "What did you say just now? Master Tang is really rising. He jumped up from the cold bench of the Hanlin Academy and entered Zhan Shi's mansion. Although his rank was only raised by half a rank, he did work for His Royal Highness. I don't know how many people envy him! No, Prince Yu also favors His Excellency, There must be a bright future in the future! I have a decree, so I have to go to His Royal Highness Yiyang to pass the decree first, and I will allow my servant to leave first."

Hearing this, Tang Ci shot Zhang Ji angrily at his back before he disappeared in a broken step, and immediately blamed him to [-]% in his heart!

The two of them were silent all the way, and when they reached the place where Rou Ke lived, all the servants in the palace were turned away, and even Qiao Qing, who was serving her personally, was nowhere to be found.

After closing the door, Rou Ke approached the round table, opened the celadon octagonal bat box, and eight exquisite pastries of different colors and shapes were displayed in front of her eyes.She took out another pair of silver chopsticks and a small saucer, and poured a cup of tea: "The meal served at Guanglu Temple at the dinner party has always been greasy and heavy on meat. You can't eat so much meat as a snack, but you are greedy, and you often have stomach troubles because of it when you were a child." I sat far away from you during the banquet, but I didn’t know if you were full? So I ordered someone to pass some food over on my own initiative. If you are still hungry, just taste a few mouthfuls. If you are not hungry-- Would you like to say a few words with me so that I can look at you more?"

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement at all, Rou Ke turned around, faced Tang Ci who stood there as if in a dilemma, took a step forward, and said helplessly, "Yongjia..."

Tangci turned his face away, and said sullenly: "The minister told the princess that day that the minister's surname is Tang, and the name Ci, who is from Yunzhou, is not the 'Yongjia' that the princess said. I don't know this either." What kind of person is Yongjia, male or female, does he have the same face as the minister, so he deserves the princess's careful care and treatment of Zhisi."

Under the shadow of the candlelight, the corners of her eyes were dimly glowing, and she couldn't tell the emotion in it.The unmodified timbre sounds much thinner than when I was a child, but it sounds better.On the contrary, this face is much more beautiful than when I was a child. If it weren't for the well-fitting and large official uniform and the straight black gauze hat that made the outline and eyebrows a little more masculine, maybe I should have recognized it long ago?

"Okay, you say you don't know who 'Yongjia' is, so I'll tell you about it." Rou Ke took a step forward every time she said a word, she said, "Emperor Xiaozong and Empress Yici lived together in the second year of Kangle She gave birth to the eldest daughter, who was intelligent and able to speak early. At the full moon ceremony, the emperor named her "娢越", and gave her the title "Yongjia" when she was one year old. There are several younger siblings under her, but she is the eldest daughter of King Yu, Princess Rou Ke Yuan has a good relationship and is the most congenial, and often stays in the same couch. Unexpectedly, for nine years, King Yu opened the palace for his family's prosperity and continued because of his own selfishness, so that the rebellious army invaded Da Nei without bloodshed, and supported the new emperor on the throne. Rou Ke Weak and incompetent, he followed his father's lead, and enjoyed his success without leaving home for several months. When he stepped out of the mansion the next year, he knew that the world was full of vicissitudes, as if it had been a lifetime."

The distance between the two was no more than a dozen steps, and before Rou Ke finished speaking, she was just a piece of paper away from Tang Ci who was pushed into the corner, how could she not know the struggle and intolerance in Tang Ci's eyes, but No matter how calm and self-sufficient the temperament is, I have waited for these 12 years, hoped for these 12 years and endured these 12 years, but now I can no longer restrain the growing self-blame, guilt and longing in my heart.

Rou Ke hugged Tang Ci tightly in her arms, almost choked up: "Ah Yue, I'm sorry, I just hate that time will never return, I will definitely return with you, regardless of life or death."

Chapter 29

In the still gentle and warm embrace, there is a faint fragrance that never dissipates in memory. This familiar and clear fragrance lingers in Tangci's ears together with Rouke's strong self-blame words mixed with a strong nasal voice. Turning into giant siege trees that failed to achieve their goals, they slammed into Tang Ci's heart city that had never been fortified and could not be closed tightly when facing Rou Ke. Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the city wall collapsed.

Tang Ci's stiff and stiff body gradually eased in Rou Ke's arms. She was leaning on Rou Ke's shoulder, her chin resting on Rou Ke's slender back. It's not like she's been so close before, but after many years For the first time, she realized her childish and childlike wish. She was finally able to grow up to be as tall as Rou Ke, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, smiling at her level, not the one who forced herself to hold on to a lot of white rice. Rou Ke, who is short and short and often needs long arms and legs, stops to wait for her little girl.

Tang Ci hesitated and stretched out his hand to gently stroke Rou Ke's waterfall-like long hair that was scattered behind her head. The hair that would have covered half of her waist when she was a child has now flowed down to her waist.She couldn't help thinking in her heart, how long is 12 years? Is it the length of her height, or the length of Rou Ke's long hair reaching her waist, or the length of Chang'an Street, where the bustling crowds seem to never stop, or is it as long as The imperial palace runs through the long street from the Meridian Gate to the Xuanwu Gate from the north to the south?

While wandering around with scattered thoughts, the brocade box containing the scroll fell out of his left hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Moving his gaze to the brocade box that fell on the ground, a thunderbolt and lightning exploded in his mind. The answer that was ready to come out was no longer buried in the darkness. Swinging off all the white flags of disarming and surrendering, when it rode out of the city on a crippled old horse to negotiate with the enemy, seeing the opponent's fresh clothes and furious horses, golden spears and iron halberds, it suddenly dawned on him that 12 years of time, although only a snap of the fingers, seemed like Mountains, rivers, and ravines that cannot be crossed lie in between, and if you take one step closer, you will be in an abyss, both for yourself and for the enemy.