Xiao Qinghuan

One autumn rain and one cold, after a heavy rain in Pingjiang City, the weather in the morning and evening has completely cooled down.

Jiang Xiaohan's mood was unstable, so he didn't sit in the sedan chair, but went straight through the market and walked home on his own.

After autumn, the number of vendors in the market decreased by half. The stall that Jiang Xiaohan used to buy sweet-scented osmanthus honey had also withdrawn from the market at some point, and the place where the original stall had been was replaced by a tea stall selling raw fried buns.

Jiang Xiaohan went to ask, and found out that the sweet-scented osmanthus honey is only available in the summer and a few months every year. Once autumn comes, the stored sweet-scented osmanthus is used up, and the honey will have to wait for next year.

Mr. Jiang thought that there were still two children at home, and it would be too bad to go back empty-handed. In the end, he had no choice but to weigh two catties of nougat at the booth next to him.

It's a pity that the milk was not boiled enough, and the sugar produced had a fishy smell, and it was very sticky to the teeth, which was really unworthy.

Perhaps this end of West Street is lively and popular, Jiang Xiaohan shuttled among the passing crowd alone, carrying two catties of cheap nougat in his hand, while swaying from side to side to make way for the aunts selling jewelry on wooden stands , it was strange to feel that a lot of the fierce aura on his body had been erased for nothing.

When passing through the market, Jiang Xiaohan's expensive outer shirt was squeezed out of the folds. Not only was Mr. Jiang not unhappy, he even bought two hawthorn candied haws from the peddler at his door.

Jing Zhan and Jiang Ling had already caused enough damage to the lotus pond, and they were sitting in the yard wrapped in soft quilts, drinking ginger soup bitterly. Two unlucky red carps were flapping their tails and struggling to die, splashing a fine spray of water .

"Let me see, what's going on here?"

Jiang Xiaohan's smiling voice came from the door, and Jiang Ling immediately jumped up as if seeing a savior, and wanted to throw the bowl away, but was pinned in place by Yan Qingqing.

As soon as Yan Qing turned around, he saw two strings of red candied haws in Jiang Xiaohan's hands, and asked with a smile, "Where did you get them?"

"I bought it at the door." Jiang Xiaohan lifted his clothes, and sat down on the stone bench beside Yan Qing: "The weather is cool in autumn, and the sugar coating is not easy to melt, so they started selling outside."

Jiang Ling had only drank half of a bowl of ginger soup, and his eyes were already floating on the candied haws uncontrollably, trying to act pitifully: "Father, Tang."

Only then did Jiang Xiaohan realize the miserable appearance of the two of them, he couldn't help but smile, and turned his head to look at Yan Qing: "What's wrong with these two little overlords?"

Yan Qing helplessly raised his chin, motioning him to look back at the pond not far away.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Jiang Xiaohan was almost taken aback. The water bank that was originally made of chaotic stones was covered with mottled mud. The water in the pool became a mess, and the red carps in it were almost gone.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xiaohan asked amusedly, "The house was demolished?"

Yan Qing nodded.

Jing Zhan finished drinking the ginger soup, put the bowl on the stone table, puffed up his chest, and waited for Jiang Xiaohan to deal with him with a look of death.

If it was normal, Jiang Xiaohan would definitely make fun of the two of them, or tease Jiang Ling to touch two more fish.It's just that he might be too tired today, so he just shook his head, sighed helplessly, and reached out to wipe the mud spots on Jing Zhan's face: "Forget it, it's just a pool, anyway, next summer I'll have to Refurbished."

Seeing that he didn't mean to be angry, Jiang Ling immediately cheered.

After all, a child is a child, and not being scolded for getting into trouble is like a great blessing. He suddenly became overjoyed and tried to pour ginger soup into Jing Zhan's bowl thinking he was hiding it.

Jiang Xiaohan watched Jing Zhan trying to reason with the little girl at a loss, and suddenly thought of something, and the smile on his lips faded away.

Yan Qing, who had been watching him, suddenly asked, "What happened today?"

"What?" Jiang Xiaohan asked.

"You are not in high spirits today." Yan Qing said.

Jiang Xiaohan was silent for a while, and distributed the candied haws in his hands to the two younger ones, before instructing Jing Zhan: "It's cold outside, take my sister back to the Nuan Pavilion to warm up."

Jing Zhan saw that he had something to say to Yan Qing, so he obediently jumped off the stone bench and dragged Jiang Ling away.

After the two little ones disappeared completely, Jiang Xiaohan put the paper bag containing nougat on the table: "Xie Yao passed away."

Although Yan Qing didn't know Xie Yao, but when he heard the surname "Xie", he already guessed about seven or eight points.

"Is it because of Xie Yongming?" Yan Qing asked.

Jiang Xiaohan nodded, and pulled out a rolled object from his cuff—it was the edict.

Jiang Xiaohan didn't say anything, just handed the thing to Yan Qing, Yan Qing took a look and understood.

"The Xie family's army has always had strict military discipline and is an elite army. It's not surprising that Ning Zheng wanted it." Yan Qing folded up the edict and pushed it back to Jiang Xiaohan: "It's just that he took it for granted. The Xie family's army was pulled together by the Xie family. Naturally, it is different from the local army. He hastily sent Xie Yongming to prison. I am afraid that the Xie family army has already developed suspicions against the imperial court, and it is only because of Xie Yongming's intentions that they did not attack."

Jiang Xiaohan nodded when he heard the words: "So if something happens to the Xie family, I'm afraid there will be changes in the frontier."

He looked slightly sad, his bright eyes also lost their previous expression, he was unconsciously rubbing the paper bag of nougat in his hands, looking a little absent-minded.

Seeing this, Yan Qing couldn't understand that he must be unhappy at this moment, and asked again: "Xie Yao has friendship with you?"

"We met a few times when we were young." Jiang Xiaohan said in a low voice, "Xie Yao often followed Xie Liuyi to visit Jiangfu."

Yan Qing fell silent - he is not good at comforting people.For Yan Qing, although he takes human life very seriously, he takes life and death very lightly.Perhaps because of Taoism, life and death are just a kind of destiny cycle for him, so there is really no need to worry about it.

Yan Qing pursed her lips and thought for a while, then took out something from her bosom, and lightly touched Jiang Xiaohan's hand.

When Jiang Xiaohan recovered, he realized that there was a delicate wooden box in his hand. He reached out to take it, and looked at Yan Qing with questioning eyes.

"It's 'morning and evening'." Yan Qing said: "I looked at it when I left a few days ago, and there are only a few pills left of your medicine. A little bit."

Jiang Xiaohan opened the lid of the box and counted roughly, only to find that there were about a dozen or twenty pills inside. "Morning and evening" he saw that Yan Qing made it once, there were a lot of medicinal materials in it, and he had to watch the heat carefully when boiling the medicine, and he couldn't relax for a long time.Jiang Xiaohan was distressed that Yan Qing's configuration was not easy, and he never asked for it afterwards, and Yan Qing discovered it by himself.

Jiang Xiaohan's chest was slightly hot - he had been with Yan Qing for a long time, so he naturally understood that he was trying to comfort him.Jiang Xiaohan gently stroked the lines on the wooden box, raised his head and smiled at Yan Qing.

"I'm fine." Jiang Xiaohan said: "I haven't been in the court for a day or two, so I'm not surprised by these methods. As you said, people's desires are endless. As a prince, Ning Zheng naturally wants to After touching the supreme position, He Liuyun and Wen Zui, as courtiers, naturally want to climb up. Once a person has desire, it is difficult to say what he will do for desire."

"That's right. Wen Zui didn't care about the life and death of the people in order to enclose the land, and He Liuyun indulged Ning Zheng to attack Xie's army, putting the people on the frontier at risk. In the end, it was all desire that overshadowed the line in his heart. But..." Yan Qing looked at with a smile To him: "Fortunately, you are not such a person."

Jiang Xiaohan's smile froze at the corner of his lips.

Immediately, as if he had realized something, he rolled his eyes in a concealed manner, and did not answer the words.

Yan Qing didn't pay attention to his fleeting uneasiness, and seemed to think of something, and said again: "By the way, next time you have something to delay, you don't need to find someone to come back and tell me, everything is fine with me, you can rest assured."

"Who?" Jiang Xiaohan asked casually.

"A person came this afternoon, saying that he was here to pass on a message, saying that you were caught up in something in the government office and came back slowly." Yan Qing said: "The others just didn't say anything."

This is a trivial matter, but it is just a daily gossip.

Jiang Xiaohan's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't think about it when he heard the words: "Perhaps Jiang Mo was afraid that you would be in a hurry, so he asked someone to come and tell you."

"It should be." Yan Qing said.

Afraid that Yan Qing would see something, Jiang Xiaohan got up and picked up the two half-dead red carps on the ground, turned around and threw them back into the pond.The poor little fish turned white from being hit, and after a while, it wagged its tail and disappeared into the pool.

Jiang Xiaohan turned his back to Yan Qing, looked at the rippling lines in the pool, and suddenly said: "I suddenly remembered that Ah Qing's master's birthday is approaching, isn't it?"

Earlier, Jiang Xiaohan accidentally ran into Yan Qing writing a birthday note to Lu Feng, and was surprised by the date of "Dongyue [-]th", so he remembered it very deeply.

"Yes." Yan Qing said: "According to the days, there are still more than two months. What's the matter?"

Jiang Xiaohan calmed down, suppressed all the messy and restless emotions in his heart, and then turned around and asked, "Doesn't Ah Qing have to go back to the mountain to celebrate his birthday?"

He originally thought that the chaos in Beijing was approaching, if he could take this opportunity to send Yan Qing away first, it would save him the trouble of going back to the capital.

It's just that Yan Qing smiled lightly when he heard the words: "That's not necessary. Although my master doesn't dislike birthdays, he doesn't stay in the mountains every year around birthdays."

"Not in the mountains?" Jiang Xiaohan asked strangely, "Where did you go?"

"I don't know." Yan Qing shook his head: "It takes about 20 days to walk, so every year on his birthday, I am alone in the mountains."

Yan Qing paused, then hesitated and said, "Maybe it's time to travel."

The previous absurd idea resurfaced again, Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help but tentatively asked: "... But did you go to the capital?"

"That's impossible." Yan Qing shook his head firmly: "My master may go anywhere, but he will never go to the capital."

Jiang Xiaohan asked, "Why?"

"Because my master made an oath not to enter Chang'an City in this life."

The author says:

Thanks to 130****2063, Xianmo, Ziqi, Dabai for the ancient tea-horse road, and Xinghai for the fish food~Thank you very much~