drunk red

There is no grief or anger, only the faint smile of compassion on the Buddha statue in the ancestral hall.

And Qian Jia seemed to be the only one who was not affected. He just grabbed Tang Ziao's hand and looked at him worriedly. His little hand was hesitantly hanging in mid-air behind him, wanting to pat him, but he was afraid that he would be disturbed. he.

Tang Mingxuan laughed at himself, his half-gray hair seemed to be getting lighter again, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I know people like me should be cut to pieces, you..."

"Stop talking, let's go." Tang Ziao suddenly said, unexpectedly calm and peaceful.

Xue Wanyi looked at Tang Mingxuan, nodded with a faint smile, walked steadily and firmly, stepped out of the hall step by step, opened the door and walked out.

Even if she wants to maintain her so-called princess appearance or the status of a junior like Tang Mingxuan's daughter-in-law, even if she decides to escape into Buddhism, even if she is determined to forget all the past, she is still a mother in her bones, so She couldn't go up and hold the old man's hand, and then tell him: Don't be sad, we forgive you.

No, she can't say such words, she has not forgiven, and will never forgive, the matter has reached the point where it is a foregone conclusion, and she will not cry, point and yell at him, let him To compensate his son for more than ten years.Therefore, the least she can choose is: not to forgive.

She walked out the door, Tang Ziao held Qian Jia's hand, lowered his head and said softly: "Are you tired, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

"En." Nodding her head, she held his hand even more vigorously.

The door of the hall was open, and it was almost dusk outside, and the sky was a light orange. Tang Ziao took Tang Qianjia's hand and walked there. The moment the two of them turned sideways and smiled, it was beautiful like a dream. It was so unreal, Tang Mingxuan stared blankly at the two people who kept walking towards the door, and slowly lowered his outstretched hand.

They don't bother to retaliate or hate, insult, or they just don't bother to do it. All three of them are doing well and will get better and better.

Tang Mingxuan watched as the two of them walked out of the gate after crossing a layer of Phnom Penh. The child at the corner was still acting like a child and wanted to be hugged by his father. After the two disappeared, he knew that he should go too.

For the rest of the painful body that has been tortured by the demons, just go to that paradise-like place and wait for death, and don't think about anything.

……

Tang Ziao carried Tang Qianjia in his arms and walked on the narrow cobblestone path. When he passed the gazebo, he suddenly asked, "Does Jiajia hate grandpa?"

"No." Qian Jia shook her head, and seeing Tang Ziao was still looking at him, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Grandpa is actually very painful. He did something wrong when he was young, and he regrets it now. I can't blame him anymore. But , You and your mother are qualified. You have suffered a lot and suffered a lot for me. And I may be the only one in our family who does not live with a heavy burden.

What's more..." Qian Jia hugged Tang Ziao and patted him on the back: "I'm doing well now, dad don't have to blame myself, if grandpa didn't send me out, maybe I would have to accept this and that every day The training, internal strength and mental skills, moves and swordsmanship, etc., and, at that time, my father will definitely not love me so much, and he will not like me, so I don't want it. "

He raised his nose like a child, and the fearful look on his face made the coldness in Tang Zi'ao's eyes fade away. He suddenly hugged Qian Jia tightly, almost pressing him into his body, melting each other Together, never to be separated again, so hard that my whole body trembled.

Tang Qianjia frowned, resting her chin on his shoulder, her painful face was congealed into a ball, but her eyes were full of smiles. He hugged Tang Ziao with his backhand, patted him on the back like a coaxing child, and went down smoothly. Panting, he still muttered: "Oh, oh, don't be sad, be good."

Tang Ziao couldn't help being amused by this child even in the face of grief and anger. He was most worried about this child's shock and disbelief, but this child was much stronger and braver than he imagined.

Since he was unwilling to pursue it, he naturally couldn't do anything, let alone that person was his father.

"Daddy?"

"kindness?"

"Let's not live in the capital in the future, okay?"

"it is good."

"Then let's go to a mountain forest to build a small wooden house as another courtyard, and then buy a small courtyard in the south. We live in the wooden house when we want to be quiet, and live in the small courtyard when we want to be lively. When we don't want to do anything, we ride Get on the horse and wander around, okay?"

"it is good."

"By the way, you have to build that cabin better, much better than what Uncle Zheng built."

"it is good."

"Ah, Uncle Zheng is still with the prince's brother, what should mother do? Absolutely don't let mother become a monk."

"Well, let me think about it." Tang Ziao sat on the stone bench in the gazebo, holding Qianjia in his hands, letting the things accumulated in his heart slowly dissipate. Qian Jia whispered in her ear, "I have a solution."

"Oh, what can I do?" Tang Qianjia turned her head to look at him, her eyes reflected the entire sky, bright and clear.

Tang Ziao picked him up and turned him over to face himself, whispering in his ear.

"Ah!!! Is this okay? What if..." Qian Jia covered her mouth with a cry, and looked at her father in disbelief.

"No problem, if not, I'll let him do it too." Tang Ziao twitched his lips.

away from the capital

On the second day, the weather was fine, the sky was blue and blue, and there was not a trace of cloud in sight.

Tang Mingxuan sat alone in the hall for a whole night, and left quietly in the early morning. He boarded a boat going to another town alone. Chang Wen waited for Tang Ziao to wake up and reported to him, telling him that the old man was fine, It was when the boat was walking that he kept looking around with red eyes, as if waiting for their miraculous appearance.

As he said that, Chang Wen still stared at Tang Ziao complainingly. After all, Chang Wen grew up with Tang Ziao since he was a child, and he also learned to be an adult under Tang Mingxuan's care. Of course, he didn't know anything about the conversation last night. She cared so much about the old man that she didn't even know that he had secretly returned to the island alone.

Tang Ziao ignored him and asked him to do a few things.

He thought a lot about the future last night.

Without further ado, we will start to make arrangements for leaving the capital today. In the Tang Mansion, whether it is guards, servants, or those who have followed for a long time, as long as they are unwilling to continue to follow, they can leave the Tang Mansion on their own after paying a salary. , and those who are willing to follow, no matter where they go, they will not treat them badly.

Just now, Chang Wen had asked everyone to gather in the open space in front of the hall. Tang Ziao looked up at a few birds jumping on the trees not far away, and called another person to send a letter to the prince. .

The prince is probably preparing for the beheading of Prime Minister Li and the ransacking of the house, and the preparations for the registration will be made in advance in the next few days, and he will be very busy for a long time.

At this time, it is just right to offer to leave. Although the prince has always been close to Xue Wanyi and treats their family very well, but after changing from the status of the prince to the emperor, for him, the Tang family is not sure whether it will become a part of his heart. Geda, Tang Ziao is not a young child, he knows that it is most appropriate to leave at this time.

When Tang Qianjia came out of the room rubbing her eyes, Chang Wen just came back and said that everyone had come to the front yard, except for a few who were still on mission outside.

Tang Ziao tightened the clothes of Qian Jia who was wearing loose obscene clothes, urged him to go into the house to wash up, and promised to come back later to have breakfast with him, so he didn't yell and follow him.

After Tang Ziao, who was standing on a high place, said his plan, everyone was stunned on the spot, including Chang Wen, who also opened his mouth wide and looked at him in bewilderment. After a while, buzzing voices sounded, and some anxious Asking, some people discuss with the people next to them, and some people look at the people around them suddenly.

Only then did Chang Wen come to his senses, raised his internal strength, and raised his voice a little: "Stop talking, don't make noise, you can't hear what the master is going to say, what are you shouting about, really, how old are you? So much fuss."

"Director Chang, your eyes were bigger than anyone else's just now, and you still called us!" A young boy who was boiling water in the kitchen below said with a smile.

Chang Wen blushed, and was about to scold again, but Tang Ziao raised his hand to stop him: "Think carefully, this is a matter of your own lifetime, if you are willing to stay in the capital, if you have signed the contract of sale, you can do it later I will give you the deed of sale and leave enough money for you to survive for a few days. Those who are willing to continue to follow the Tang Mansion should continue to follow. No matter where you go, you will have a place to live. Now, those who are willing to stay in the capital Stand to the right, those who are willing to continue to stand to the left."

"Boss, do we still need to ask? Seriously, if I had known that you called us over for this kind of thing, I would have continued to sleep in." The following few seniors, who have been with him since his youth The subordinates started to talk, especially those who were often called rough people by Chang Wen, yawned undisguisedly, and stood to the left automatically.

Under their leadership, they soon began to move to the two sides, and some people still stayed where they were, discussing with the people around them in a low voice. Tang Ziao didn't urge him, and waited patiently. For about half an hour, there were many people standing on the left and right sides, and there were more than 20 standing in the middle. It seemed that they didn't know how to choose. Those people said