Being forced by the emperor

The new year is almost here, and it is another festival of renewal in Vientiane.

People in Chang'an began to get busy with the layout of Chang'an Avenue.

At this time, Chang'an Street was full of traffic, noisy, and there was no sound of playing. Children were playing in groups, and young people began to help adults hang lanterns.

It's too busy to be busy.

Jiang Qingyu was an orphan in Chang'an. His father died in the battlefield and his mother died of illness.

The people in Chang'an were very warm-hearted and helped Jiang Qingyu a lot, which also made Jiang Qingyu feel at home.

"The New Year is coming soon. Although the house is a bit dilapidated, it needs to be decorated to welcome the New Year." A soft voice sounded.

This person was Jiang Qingyu. He was wearing a white dress, and the damaged places around him were repaired by the enthusiastic aunt with the same color of fabric.

He held a broom made of grass and trees in both hands, and the smile on his face was very amiable.

With his amiable smile, his black hair, and his delicate and outrageous face, he is simply a fresh meat in the world.

With his face, he can find any big family to be his son-in-law, and he will have no worries about food and clothing.

Jiang Qingyu swept the dust accumulated on the ground with a broom, sweeping and sweeping the whole house, dust was everywhere, like a sandstorm.

Jiang Qingyu couldn't help running out of the room and coughing, and kept slapping his nose with his right hand.

After a busy morning, Jiang Qingyu made the room tidy and comfortable, and the white clothes were covered with dust.

That delicate and outrageous face was also covered in dust.

I can't blame anyone, but I can only blame myself for being lazy. Looking at the comfortable, tidy and clean room, and then at the dusty clothes on my body, I couldn't help laughing.

The voice is soft and delicate, just like a girl's laughter.

"Brother Qingyu, we're here to help you." A little girl's voice came from a distance, and Jiang Qingyu turned around to look.

In the distance, a middle-aged uncle was holding the hand of the little girl, and the little girl was bouncing around with a smile on her face, and kept calling Jiang Qingyu from a distance.

"Uncle Liu, sister Xiaoyu, why are you here?" Jiang Qingyu was a little surprised, and stepped forward to greet him happily.

Just like brothers and sisters.

"Can't those who celebrate the Chinese New Year come and see our most beautiful man in Chang'an?" Uncle Liu praised, and looked at Jiang Qingyu, not exaggerating.

With this delicate and outrageous face, if he wears a wig, no one will doubt that he is a girl.

Jiang Qingyu scratched his head in embarrassment, and smiled awkwardly, "Uncle Liu was joking."

"Brother Qingyu, don't be humble. Your appearance is recognized by the whole Chang'an. If I wasn't young, I would definitely marry you!"

Liu Xiaoyu's face was full of seriousness, her eyes were full of innocence, her face was slightly red, and she was actually shy.

"What nonsense Xiao Yu said," Uncle Liu stopped him in time. Although Uncle Liu agreed with what Xiao Yu said just now, there was a large age difference between the two.

Even if he doesn't mind, Jiang Qingyu is not.

Uncle Liu knew in his heart that Jiang Qingyu was a serious person, and once he met someone he liked, it would be a lifetime.

Although Jiang Qingyu is an orphan, but the tenacity and unyieldingness revealed in his bones, and the courage to live without inferiority due to the departure of his parents.

That is the same warm-hearted quality as the people in Chang'an.

Everyone in Chang'an admired him very much.

Uncle Liu thought thoughtfully, and smiled in Jiang Qingyu's direction, his face full of apology, "My little girl is ignorant, don't mind the most beautiful man in Chang'an!"

"Daddy!" Liu Xiaoyu muttered, crossed his hands, and put on an angry look.

"Xiaoyu is young and cute, how could I be angry with her?" Jiang Qingyu still kept smiling.

Seems to be used to it.

For his looks, even the young lady of the biggest family in Chang'an once liked him, and personally brought the dowry to marry him.

But they were rejected by Jiang Qingyu, and because of this strength, everyone in Chang'an admired him very much, and they would not laugh at him because he was an orphan.

The young lady of the Chang'an big family has such a noble status, and her appearance can be described as stunning. She even liked Jiang Qingyu, let alone a little girl.

"Oh, by the way, Qingyu will celebrate the New Year with us this year. Everyone in the family really hopes that you can come over for a reunion dinner." Uncle Liu mentioned it inadvertently.

Smiling Yingying's right hand took out a brand new piece of clothing from the package she had prepared, "This is the clothes my mother wove for you. I gave it to you as a New Year's gift. Don't dislike it."

Uncle Liu scratched his head and smiled foolishly, with a simple face.

"It's too late for me to be happy, so why would I hate it?" Jiang Qingyu smiled, and took the clothes with both hands.

The soft texture is conveyed from the fingertips to all parts of the body, it is silk!

Jiang Qingyu looked at Uncle Liu, his beautiful eyes were about to refuse.

"This is what my mother asked me to give it to you. When the New Year comes, there must always be a new dress to wear. Otherwise, how can we welcome the New Year? Change your clothes quickly. My mother is still waiting for you to have a reunion dinner. "

Seeing that Jiang Qingyu was about to refuse, Uncle Liu hastily added.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyu didn't say anything more, how precious is silk?An ordinary family would have to work without food or drink for half a year if they wanted to make a piece of clothing out of silk.

It can be seen that the silk is precious.

Jiang Qingyu touched the silk on his hand with his fingers, and the soft feeling spread from his fingertips to his brain. Since it was their kindness, why refuse it, it chilled their hearts.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Uncle Liu, and then at Xiao Yu beside him, the pouting face was so cute.

Jiang Qingyu smiled at them, bowed deeply and went back to the room to change clothes.

At this moment, he felt very warm in his heart, at least he now has an ordinary home, an ordinary home that makes him warm.

After changing his clothes, he came to a table. In front of the table stood a stone tablet with red words printed on it.

Looking at this stele, Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but shed tears, both warm and sad.

In front of the stele was a pottery filled with sand. Jiang Qingyu lit three sticks of incense, bowed three times and inserted them into the pottery filled with sand.

"Dad, Mom. Don't worry, the baby is doing well now." Jiang Qingyu burst into tears.

Uncle Liu and Xiaoyu outside were already calling him, Jiang Qingyu hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked out in response.

"Brother Qingyu, are you crying?"

"No eyes in the sand."

Uncle Liu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Jiang Qingyu is too strong a child.

He is still very optimistic since his parents left, but sometimes he will cry silently in the house, no one asks, and no one knows.

Everyone came to Chang'an along the way, the voice of candied haws and malt candy kept ringing in everyone's ears, and Xiao Yu kept begging her father to buy her candied haws to eat.

Uncle Liu was very reluctant. Children shouldn't eat so many sweets, it's not good for their health.

However, it was not as hard as Xiao Yu's soft and hard foam. Under the constant offensive of coquettish rolling, Uncle Liu still accepted the softness and bought two candied haws back.

One for Xiao Yu and one for Jiang Qingyu.

Jiang Qingyu didn't like sweets very much, so he simply gave Xiao Yu his share of candied haws.

Xiao Yu grabbed the candy with both hands and ran in front of the adults, swaggering and eating happily. Jiang Qingyu looked at Xiao Yu's happy back.

With two big ball heads tied on his head, he couldn't help laughing at the pace of disrespect.

This is simply too cute.

Along the way, many women couldn't help looking at Jiang Qingyu, with a delicate face, black hair, and beautiful eyes that cannot be described in words.

Uncle Liu and others were cast with indescribable gazes by everyone along the way.

Jiang Qingyu also smiled awkwardly with the corners of his mouth twitching.

Finally came to a family on Chang'an Avenue, needless to say, this is Uncle Liu's home.

My mother had been waiting inside for a long time, and when she saw Jiang Qingyu coming, she hurriedly and happily stepped forward to greet her.

The old face smiled happily, and the smile was very amiable.

Jiang Qingyu was worried about her old man's body, and hurried forward to support the old man who was over sixty years old.

"Grandma Liu, pay attention to your body." Jiang Qingyu's eyes were full of concern, for fear that something might happen to her old bones.

"It's okay, I'm glad to see you here." Grandma Liu clapped her hands happily. She was in poor health and had two sons.

The youngest son died on the battlefield like Jiang Qingyu and his father. Grandma Liu felt very sorry for Jiang Qingyu because she knew the pain.

Uncle Liu still has to go out to work, so he seldom goes home. Xiaoyu is young, so if something unexpected happens, he doesn't know how to solve it.

Jiang Qingyu often came to help Grandma Liu. Basically, Jiang Qingyu did all the laundry and cooking at home.

Grandma Liu even felt that she had raised a woman. Although Jiang Qingyu was a man, his delicate skin was no different from that of a girl, and even hundreds of times more beautiful than a girl.

Although his skin is delicate, he is very agile in his work. Grandma Liu can't help but sigh, it's like raising a daughter. It would be great if he could stay by his side all the time.

In the evening, Uncle Liu cooked a table full of delicacies, which made people salivate three thousand feet, lamenting the high cooking skills!

Xiao Yu sat on the table very early, looking at the delicious food in front of him, and kept swallowing his saliva.

Holding chopsticks in both hands, his face was full of hunger and thirst.

It seems to be waiting for the meal order, as soon as the order comes out, there will be no delicious food on the table!

"I'm so hungry, I can call brother Qingyu and grandma over to eat in a while." Uncle Liu said with a kind smile on his face.

Plate after plate of delicious food on the table is constantly being brought out.

Jiang Qingyu and Grandma Liu were chatting in the living room, and the entire Chang'an Street was extremely lively at this time, it was truly astonishing.

Everyone is waiting for the big clock in the city to strike, fireworks are set off in all directions, and the explosion prints beautiful flowers one after another in the sky.

However, 10 kilometers away from Chang'an, two groups of black smoke slowly approached.

PS: I have something to say. Although this chapter is very dull, I will change Chapter 2. Although I know it is a bit long-winded, please read it.