Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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Without waiting for Lu He's reply, she overturned the inquiry by herself: "Not good - I will marry you in a year, and you can secretly change it when the wedding ceremony is held in the cave, as a betrothal gift."

"Your Highness...Ah-choo----!"

Lu He sneezed suddenly, and Yiyang saw that she was wearing thin clothes, and hurriedly pushed her into the side of the bed, and lifted the quilt to wrap her tightly.

"Your Highness, this...is not in line with etiquette..."

Yiyang took off her boots and socks, and got into the quilt that was warmed by Mrs. Tang, covering her mouth to prevent her from saying those blunt etiquette words. Seeing that she was honest, she let go , tucked up the quilt for her, turned his back to her, and lay a little farther away, his heart was pounding like a drum, he swallowed, and said softly: "It's just a bed like this. If you don't sleep with me, will you freeze to death in the winter? I... I have been in Maozhou for a long time, and I have figured out a lot of things. Naturally, I don't ask you to take what you say seriously. You can come all the way from here Look at me, I'm already very satisfied. I'm just joking about changing into women's clothing. You can do it if you like it or not, and you don't have to follow it as a will. I just want you to feel more at ease when you're with me."

Chapter 67

The capital is converging in all directions, and there is a gathering of talents, so the news from various sources is naturally better than that of ordinary state capitals. (The best novel reading experience is in 【】)

Years later, the government office opened the seal.

Xu Qian has been waiting in Liangzhou for a long time but he has not received any enlistment from the imperial court. Although he is a general, his mind is as flexible as that of a civil servant. After some inquiries, he found out that two major incidents occurred in the imperial court one after another. .The story of King Sheng's rebellion is well known in the world, but it's easy to say, but the story of Tang Ci has been spread up and down, and I don't know how many people said it. Nine out of ten people said differently.But no matter what, the two things are related to the previous dynasty. In this situation, no matter how incompetent Qin Yan was, he hurriedly communicated with the old friend entrusted by Xu Qian, ordering him to suppress the matter of sponsorship for the time being. .

Those who gallop on the battlefield are unavoidably a little vigorous, even if they have been stuck in the pile of books for more than ten years, they will not be able to break free from the shackles of the saying that the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change.During the Kangle years, although Qin Yan and Xu Qian were one in literature and the other in military affairs, they had a very good relationship in private, so they were familiar with his temper, and made the old friend hide it from him first, so that he might not know when the tension in his bones would come up. Yes, what kind of moths happened by mistake.

After Xu Qian learned about this, he slammed his mouth, and couldn't taste what he felt in his heart for a long time.

This child's mind and methods are not as serious and ruthless as the emperor's, so he doesn't know if it will be a disaster or a blessing after such a catastrophe.

Liangzhou, a place in the far north, is thousands of miles away from the capital. Although the emperor is old, the king of Qi is still the king of Qi and has not changed at all.

He twisted his beard and thought for a long time, then wrote a handwritten letter and asked someone to take it to Liangzhou.

King Sheng inevitably died in the end, so he committed suicide by drinking poison to save face.

His wives, concubines and children lost their ancestral status and were demoted to ordinary people, and were expelled from the imperial capital. The nobles and nobles were reduced to common people day and night, which made the world sigh.

The 13th year of Chunyou is destined to be a year that will not be peaceful. The people of Xindu gather in the Liyuan Tea Garden every day to sip tea and watch operas.

King Sheng's rebellion is still on the tip of his tongue. I don't know who ignited the conversation, and in a blink of an eye he went to say that the Tanhualang who made up the recording at the Qionglin Banquet for the imperial examination last year turned out to be a girl who took off her red makeup.This matter was spread up and down, and the gossiping woman went to several restaurants to catch a few waiters who sneaked out of the palace to sell the wine in the corridor. No matter how they said it, the waiters all looked secretive and dared not reveal it easily Half a sentence.

Tang resigned well, a county horse who stepped into the royal gate with one and a half feet, why was he severely punished in a short period of time, not to mention relegated to Liangzhou to join the army? Was it because the identity of a woman disguised as a man was revealed in secret, or was she implicated for pleading for King Sheng? ?Except for a few insiders, it has become an unsolved case among the rumors that the people in the streets and alleys don't know the beginning and the end.

The people held their own opinions and had different opinions. At the end of the dispute, they all sighed and sympathized with each other.

Sweetwater Lane.

Qiao Qing and Yu Tong went to the street to buy, only Rou Ke and Tang Ci were in the courtyard of the house.

The medical officials from Prince Yu's Mansion, famous doctors from all over the country, and even doctors from the imperial hospital were all invited, but none of them dared to say with certainty that after resting and nourishing the medicinal diet, his legs would be as healthy as before.

The gauze on the left cheek was removed a few days ago, and there was a small "蹄" character in black, with scabs on the edges and slightly raised upwards.It was nothing unusual at first, but when it was placed on Tangci's face, and compared with Jing's picturesque right cheek, it showed a ferocious taste.

Tang Ci will be raised for nearly a month, and the day to leave for Liangzhou is not far away. With a wooden stick in his hand, he can barely walk a step or two, but even standing for a long time is very exhausting.

Day after day, there is no progress in standing still, and the little confidence and patience left are also exhausted.

For two days in a row, Tang Ci returned to the appearance when he first woke up, lying on the bed without saying a word, very repulsed to meet and talk to outsiders.

During this period, Chunhua came several times with food made by Yici herself. Every time, she talked and laughed in front of her. Tears could not stop falling when she stepped out of the room. It took three or four minutes to hide it before daring to tell Yici.

It was almost noon, the sun was shining, and a faint layer of orange emerged from the bottom of the clouds and shot down to the earth.

The wintersweet in the courtyard is in full bloom, and the plump petals are adorned on the branches, which is a joy to see.

There are four dishes and one soup on the stone table, all of which are nourishing.

Sitting on a wooden wheelchair, Tang Ci picked up the chopsticks to pick up the rice, her head was lowered so low that she was almost buried in the bowl, and she didn't know how to pick up vegetables. Rou Ke ate whatever she picked up.The slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually fixed on a cup of bone soup on the left.

The bone broth was boiled thick, and the oil slick on the surface was brushed off when filling the bowl. The heat gradually dissipated, and her cheeks were reflected on the milky bone broth.

When the breeze blows, the surface of the water is slightly wrinkled, and the scar on the left cheek suddenly turns into a few zigzag snakes swimming around, ugly and terrifying.

She loosened between her fingers, and the bamboo chopsticks fell from it, falling to her feet, she wanted to bend down to pick them up, but Rou Ke took a step ahead of her, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, got up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a pair of clean ones.

Tang Ci grabbed her violently, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said hoarsely, "No need, I'm full."

Rou Ke glanced at the porcelain bowl on the table, the rice grains were still piled up like a hill, and the fish was still on top.

"Then have a bowl of soup." Rou Ke sat down, took a soup bowl from the side, filled it half full, and handed it to her.

Tangci closed his eyes, took the soup bowl, frowned unconsciously and drank it into his stomach.

After lunch, Rou Ke put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

The courtyard was not big, and Tang Ci sat alone in a wheelchair, her back became thinner after being tortured by various pains, and two or three wintersweet petals fell on her shoulders.She stood there motionless, not as comfortable as falling flowers and roaming the world, it made people's noses ache.

Rou Ke stood under the eaves, Tang Ci's lonely figure burned in her heart, burning hot and stinging.

Walking over with light steps, seeing her staring at the few white marks drawn by stones on the bluestone board, squatting down and looking up at her, he smiled and said, "Being lazy for a few days, are you honest today?"

Starting with the stone table every day, Tang Ci either supported a wooden stick or was supported by Rou Ke, and walked forward with difficulty. When the sun set, a white mark was drawn where she could reach as a mark.

Today, there is little difference between the few white marks in front of me, and the ground is full of hopelessness.

Tangci looked away from the farthest white mark, and moved her right leg slightly calmly, feeling weak from bottom to top, and unexpectedly, the places that she could reach with two or three steps in the past became her. An unattainable luxury, the horn of the battlefield in her heart has not yet sounded, and she has already retreated.

Turning his face away deliberately not to meet Rou Ke's eyes, he only whispered to her: "I want to go back to my room to rest."

A few days ago, Rou Ke obeyed her promise, pushed her back to the wing room, and carried her to the bed. She thought it would be the same this time, but unexpectedly Rou Ke stood up and looked down at her with a condescending look on her face. His expression was slightly cold: "Well, you go back."