Records of the King of Xin'an County

No matter how entangled in his heart, King Xin'an had to accept the fact that he was about to go to Chang'an to take care of his grandmother.He really couldn't understand why when he returned to his youth, what he faced was a specious past.However, no matter what is true or what is false, he is Li Hui, the son of King Pu, and he must accept everything and the uncertain fate brought about by his grandfather.

Perhaps it was because he specially ordered Zhuoyi to honor a lot of wild animals, after two days, his grandpa was finally willing to come to see him with dignity.Li Hui watched helplessly as he "rolled" in. His whole body was as fat as a ball of dough, as if his whole body trembled when he moved, and his pair of phoenix eyes were squeezed until there was almost only a gap left: I haven't seen him for many years. However, my grandpa has become a little fatter, and I can't bear to look at him.As the saying goes, one can gain weight with a broad mind. He has clearly been stuck in his heart all these years, yet he can still gain weight, which is really incomprehensible to him.

Speaking of which, he had heard many rumors. It was said that his grandfather was undoubtedly the most beloved son of his grandfather, and he repeatedly exceeded the limit for his sake.It's a pity that this kind of favor completely ruined the future of the eldest son and the second son.But when he heard these rumors, his first reaction was not to feel proud, nor to sigh with regret, but to feel—how could his grandfather look at the "doughy" son in front of him, how could he have such an expressionless expression on his face? Doting?

Although Datang's fashion is that everyone is "fat and cute", it is far from being able to conform to people's aesthetic concepts at his level.My grandpa didn't say that he shot and hunted on horseback. He was out of breath after just two steps. Even the steps and eaves were specially made to be widened and reinforced, and more than five strong guards were needed to lift them up.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness Pu Wang did not know that his son was slandering him, otherwise he would have scolded him immediately, and then walked away without hesitation.He sat down on the spacious hu bed with some difficulty, looked at the young man on the sickbed seriously, squinted his thin eyes, and coughed softly: "You still think about me when you are sick, so you have a heart. Better?"

In fact, he is not a competent father, and he doesn't know how to get along with this young son who has been with him since he was a child.On weekdays, he only cared about his own composition and fu, and seldom paid attention to his son, let alone teaching or supervising his education.If it wasn't for Princess Yan who remembered her filial piety when she mentioned the young son's illness in front of him several times, he probably wouldn't have come to such a situation.

"It's much better. I'm sorry for the trouble of Grandpa and Mother. My son is really sorry." Li Hui sat up reluctantly and lowered his head. It was impossible to stop, and of course their journey back to Beijing could not be stopped by a rain.

"I see that you have indeed improved a lot, and you will leave tomorrow." Li Taidao, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "Speaking of which, you were born in a post house, grew up in Yunxiang County since childhood, and have never been to Chang'an After arriving in Chang'an, entering the Taiji Palace, and seeing your grandparents, I felt that the journey was worthwhile no matter how hard and tiring it was. It just so happens that they have never seen you before, so you can accompany your grandmother to wait on your sickness and do your best. Be filial."

Apparently, His Highness King Pu is thinking about Chang'an now, even dreaming of going back to Chang'an, it is impossible to listen to his explanation of the difficult and dangerous road ahead.Li Hui had no choice but to nod his head in agreement, and then asked, "Maybe I can see brother?"

His elder brother Li Xin is the eldest son of a concubine and the eldest grandson of the royal family.Because he is the first grandson, he grew up in the Tai Chi Palace, he is quite loved by his grandparents, he is close to that uncle in age, so he has some kind of friendship.After the failure of King Wei and King Pu, he was sadly exiled from Beijing, but he still stayed in Chang'an to fulfill his filial piety for his father.Of course, when the grandfather was still alive, he was indeed a filial grandson, but when the uncle came to the throne, he was like a proton.

Li Tai seemed to be thinking of his eldest son whom he had not seen for more than ten years, and the flesh on his cheeks trembled slightly: "Of course we can see each other. You two brothers have never met before, so you should get along well." After finishing speaking, he seemed to recall Something happened, he stood up abruptly, and said vaguely: "Take good care of your illness, don't forget to practice your handwriting, you only have the official script that you can see a little bit."

Li Hui didn't know where the words he said touched him, but when he saw him trembling and "rolling" out again, he sighed and ordered casually: "Put out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

His grandpa, although he was fat and fat, and he didn't understand any schemes and schemes, he was indeed very talented.He is not only proficient in cursive official calligraphy, but also good at reading and writing poems and prose, and is also quite accomplished in painting.And he worked hard to win his appreciation, but in the end it was only a stroke of official script that won his favor.After grandpa passed away and his elder brother left the fief with his mother Yan, he was disheartened and never touched calligraphy and painting articles again, and he probably gave birth to his own by now.

The servants did not dare to persuade him, so they had to report to Princess Yan and Zhang Fumu.

Yan Shi smiled when she heard the words: "Since he wants to write, let him write." She came from a famous family, and her father and grandparents were all famous calligraphy and painting masters, and they are also very good at calligraphy and painting. Motivated. "If his handwriting has improved, I still have some good brushes and ink here, and I will give them all to him."

Zhang Fu's mother said helplessly: "Your Highness, Mr. Sanlang has just recovered from a serious illness, so you can't practice too hard. Just let him use his pen a little bit."

So, on this day, Li Hui practiced [-] big characters, and splashed light ink to draw a misty and misty rural scene, and then he fell asleep contentedly.But he didn't know that all his paintings and calligraphy fell into Yan's hands.She scrutinized it carefully for a long while before sighing: "The brush seems to be a little rusty, but the meaning of the brush is already done. But, why is this child so worried? Looking at the strokes of the brush, there seems to be a bit of depression and indignation."

"At this age, it's time to have something on your mind." Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "Mr. Sanlang grew up in Yunxiang County since he was a child. He must be a little unaccustomed to leaving suddenly. What's more, he has been ill for so many days. It’s all unsatisfactory, and I haven’t been very energetic all the time. After going this way, after returning to Chang’an, maybe I will suddenly see the light.”

Yan Shi nodded and put away these calligraphy and paintings. Thinking of the completely different reactions of the father and son, who were happy and sad, he was silent for a while, and then said: "Obviously I have not returned to my hometown, but I have already become timid. Forget it, wait until I return to Chang'an , and then decide whether to visit parents or not." When she left Chang'an in embarrassment, the Yan family did not send anyone to see her off, and no one asked for care, which really made her feel a little cold.All these years, she has locked up the boxing gifts sent from Chang'an, never looked at them, let alone returned the gifts.Seeing that the blood relationship is about to be cut off, but now there is an opportunity for a turnaround, she doesn't know whether she should seize it or not.

Not to mention that the three members of Prince Pu's family had their own concerns, but they all got up early the next day to wash up.Before the sky was bright, there were already people coming and going in the posthouse. The servants hurriedly packed their luggage, and after serving the nobles, they boarded the ox cart and set off.From Zhuoyi to Yiding, they all got generous rewards, and they watched them leave with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhuoyi seemed to think of something, and hastily held up the hem of his silk shirt, and ran to Li Hui's ox cart through the muddy rain: "Little Lang, it has been raining a lot these days, and the hillsides on both sides of the post road are extremely cloudy." It may be washed loose and soft by the rain, and it may collapse at any time! Be careful exploring the road!"

"Thank you for reminding me, old man." Li Hui lifted the window screen and smiled at him, and sent the guards to report to the Dian army in the marriage mansion and tent mansion, and asked the maid to take the money and stuff it into Zhuo post, "The mountains are high and the water is long, old man , leave it alone."

Zhuoyi looked at him, and was speechless for a moment.Bullock carts passed by him, splashing water from time to time, staining his new silk shirt. He hurriedly backed up a few steps, watching the convoys go away.

After entering the Qinling Mountains, the wide post road gradually becomes cramped.In dangerous places, only an ox cart can pass by, with a cliff on one side and a canyon on the other. If you fall down, there will be no bones left.Li Hui looked at the winding mountain peaks in the distance through the window screens, the verdant green of the mountains spread from shallow to deep, and his face did not change color.

Because of Zhuoyi's special reminder, the guards and trilogy were very careful when exploring the way.Fortunately, the post road was not washed away by the soft rocks, and there were occasional dangers, but they were avoided safely.Li Tai disliked the slow pace of his progress, so he stubbornly insisted on walking day and night, until the evening of the third day when he saw a post in the distance, Fang let everyone rest.

This post should be the "Lingzhong post" mentioned by Zhuo post in Lingnan post, and it looks almost as simple and dilapidated.When Zhuoyi and Yiding came out to meet each other, they were dressed like hunters, but they didn't even have decent clothes.After seeing the gold fish bag, Zhuo Yi looked in awe, and seeing the guards and Bu Qu searching and patrolling viciously, he immediately said cautiously: "Just now a young master came to stay, can you give me a room? "

Before he finished speaking, the guards brought the master and servant over.Li Hui took a closer look, but it was the old and the young covered in rain.

The young man was about the same age as him, with red lips, white teeth, fine features, and open-minded demeanor, he could be seen at a glance as a member of a well-educated family; the old man was probably his servant or a descendant, tall and burly, with a submissive expression and a very polite manner .

Growing up in a remote fiefdom like Yunxiang County, Li Hui rarely saw this kind of rumored son of an aristocratic family, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.The more I look at it, the more I feel that this person has an elegant demeanor. Even though his body is wet and his hair is close to his face, he doesn't look embarrassed at all. Looking at him, one can't help but feel a sense of friendship.

And the young man was also very calm, unmoved under the eyes of everyone, smiling neither humble nor overbearing and saluted them: "A certain Langya prince Xian, I have seen the king. He is so white that he shouldn't have entered the posthouse, but walking in the rain is really good. I couldn't find a place to rest, so I had to take the liberty of disturbing each other."