Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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From the moment Rou Ke came over, Tang Ci's eyes were firmly fixed on her face and body, looking at her, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth--the clothes Ah Wei wore were made of my clothes. Made of the fabric I chose for her, I bought the ribbon for Ah Wei’s hair, I bought the pendant for Ah Wei’s earlobe together with her, my Ah Wei has grown from a small beauty to a big beauty, Light makeup is always suitable.

"Oh... little brother, sister Rou Ke, um... I want to ask you something!" Rou Ke is very good at cooking, and all the pastries and dishes are delicious. Yu Xiaoyu couldn't stop after eating a piece. Holding the pastry with only one small hand, stuffing it into his mouth from one left to the other at the same time, his cheeks were bulging, and his speech was slurred.

Rou Ke hurriedly poured a cup of tea, fed it to Yu Xiaoyu's mouth, and whispered to her: "There are still a lot in the kitchen, so anxious, be careful not to choke."

Only then did Tang Ci come back to his senses, covered his mouth and coughed lightly for a while, the back of his ears stained a little pink, and said solemnly: "Since the disaster has stabilized, Shen Yi and I can return to Beijing to recover. Even the adults need to stay for a while, Wait until the twelfth lunar month to ensure that the refugees can survive the winter safely."

"Back to Beijing?" Yu Xiaoyu gulped down the tea, his eyes widened when he heard the words, with a look of surprise on his face, "Little brother, sister Rouke—you guys, are you going back to the capital?"

Tang Ci nodded, raised his hand to touch the back of her neck, and asked with a slight smile, "Do you want to go back with us? The capital is surrounded by all directions, delicious, fun, and beautiful...everything is available."

Forgot to bite off the pastry that was brought to her mouth, Yu Xiaoyu was stunned, looked at Tang Ci, then at Rou Ke in disbelief, and said slowly: "I...can I go?"

Looking at this silly appearance makes one's heart soften. Rou Ke reached out and gently wiped off the skin debris from her mouth, smiling: "If you don't want to go, you can stay in Liangzhou City, Boss Xu will take care of you." Yours, your brother Xiaotang and I can only leave alone."

"I want to go! I want to go!" Yu Xiaoyu was almost jumping up with joy, "My parents always told me that when the harvest is ready and the family has spare money, they will take my family to the capital for fun. It’s been two or three years, year after year, after waiting for several heavy snowfalls, although the harvest is good, the face of Mr. Mizhuang, who came to collect rent at home, is getting longer and longer, and the court’s taxes are getting higher and higher every year. The more I have, the more my parents are overwhelmed. Every day they work in the fields, weave cloth and sew clothes, but they can't find enough money to pay taxes."

It was the first time that Yu Xiaoyu mentioned her family background and parents in front of the two of them, Rou Ke also sat down and listened quietly to her.

After all, it was a sad thing buried in the bottom of my heart. As I talked, I almost choked up, and after a while, big teardrops fell in clusters.

Tang Ci wiped away the crystal tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and stroked her back again and again. After her breathing eased a little, he asked softly: "Have your parents been buried?"

On the day when they first arrived in Liangzhou City, the boss of the teahouse entrusted Yu Xiaoyu to the two of them. At that time, they only heard that they had no relatives to rely on. It was expected that her seven or eight-year-old child would not be able to take care of her parents' funeral affairs due to sudden changes.

Yu Xiaoyu wiped his eyes and whimpered softly: "I live by the river, there was a flood, my parents just pushed me out in a hurry, and I was washed away in the blink of an eye..." Of course, there were no bones left.

A child of this age can deal with the sudden death of her parents calmly. If others don’t ask her, she can keep it in her heart without causing others to worry. Walking from Huzhou to Liangzhou, her ankles swelled into big rice dumplings He was still busy day and night, only thinking of repaying his kindness.

"Little Yu, when we go back to Beijing, I'll take you to see some big corrupt officials beheading. How about you to relieve your anger?" Tangci tapped the tip of her nose, softly comforting her.

Rou Ke heard a lump in her throat, pinched Yu Xiaoyu's face, frowned and said, "Don't listen to your little brother, it's dripping with blood, it might scare you. I'll take you there when you parade in the street Throw eggs and stones."

Tang Ci smiled helplessly, and looked at Rou Ke: "A Wei, don't underestimate Xiao Yu's guts, she was very active when she was fishing and culling yesterday."

"A fish is a fish, and a human is a human, how can they be compared?" Rou Ke disagreed.

Tangci heard the words, lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, a few fish died, but the blood of the ground, a few people died, but it can dye the river in front of me red."

Rou Ke's slender eyebrows twitched slightly, guessing that it must have touched the scars in her heart from the old things, and was about to say something to comfort her, but she saw that her face returned to calm, she picked up a pen and wrote a poem on the paper, and said to Yu Xiaoyu gently with her eyebrows and eyes: "Look carefully." If you can't recite it tomorrow, you will be fined."

The breeze was warm and the sun was warm, reflecting on Tang Ci's exquisite and picturesque face, there was a coldness and sadness that could not dissipate, Rou Ke sighed silently in her heart.

Chapter 50

The few hibiscus petals caught in Lu He's collection of poems and essays have long since dispersed, and the color is decayed. The cold wind of late autumn penetrates through the carved windows into the luxuriously furnished wing room, bypasses the dragon, phoenix, flower and bird mica floor screen, and puts the book on the desk. The books that have not been touched for a long time are whirring, and the incense is wafting from the Suanni incense burner. Although they are the best spices, they can make people happy, but they are useless in Yiyang at this moment.

Today is overcast and cloudy. When I am relaxing, I raise my head and look into the distance. The black clouds are rolling in, and the wind will not disperse. They will gather in all directions, but the rain will not fall for a long time. It is very oppressive and almost suffocating. .

Since Yiyang had no intention of riding around, Yiyang went back to his room to rest after lunch, and then stepped into the back room. He saw the collection of poems and essays on the desk, walked over like a ghost, and opened the page with the hibiscus petals in it. After a few quick glances, all kinds of seasonings are poured into my heart like bottles and cans. How can a mixed flavor be summed up easily.

What Chi Liangjun said that day was unclear. What did Di Lan write in that handwritten letter? Yiyang was so itchy that he wanted to ask someone to ask about it, but he had to find someone to find out about the court story involving the royal princess. ? Of course Li Shunde can do it, so can Emperor Chunyou, but if he finds them, he is afraid of revealing his flaws and making others suspicious.

Yiyang thought of Emperor Yingzong again, so he asked Chi Liangjun why Emperor Yingzong could have a male queen, but Princess Huaisi and Di Lan had only a dead end when they were together?

Chi Liangjun smiled and replied, the male queen was poisoned to death by someone within a few days. Emperor Yingzong ordered the Criminal Department and Dali Temple to investigate the case together. Some censors advised the emperor to select concubines to fill the harem with endless descendants, and some even scolded Emperor Yingzong for being stupid and immoral.Emperor Yingzong didn't accept his concubine or enshrine his empress, so he stalemate with his courtiers for a year, and his body was exhausted. After his death, only his only son who was only five years old came to the throne---this Isn't it a way of life?

Yiyang is convenient, I don't have any worries about children, I just want to spend the rest of my life with the person I like, can't it?

Chi Liangjun smiled but did not answer.

Suddenly, a servant rushed in through the door——

"Your Highness ----! That Ju Mengbai has been escorted to Beijing..."

Eyebrows like distant mountains stretched gently in the breeze and smoke, Yiyang put down the collection of poems and essays in his hand, and pressed down the page with the hibiscus petals tightly, before asking the waiter: "Since you have arrived, why don't you leave She and Lu He invited you over? It's cold today, so you go to the dining room to send a message, and order the cook to put aside the few Yunzhou dishes you just learned, and get some seasonal pots to warm you up."

The waiter lowered his head even lower, wringing his fingers, faltering, unable to utter a word.

He summoned the maid to change his clothes, but after a long time without hearing a single movement, Yiyang felt that something was wrong, turned to look at the maid, and said in a colder voice, "Say, what's wrong?"

Gouged out by Yiyang's sharp eye knife that cuts iron like mud, the servant hurriedly knelt down trembling, and stammered in a trembling voice: "People, people... people have been delivered, but, but... ...But only half, half hang on..."