At the beginning of summer, I wanted to wait for Yin Guangbo to come back and meet him, but I didn't see him back when I entered the sea.
Thinking of getting up early tomorrow to go to Zhao's house, I had to say goodbye to Bingwen and Shi Zhongfei.
At the beginning of summer, I wanted to take Xianli back to the house and give her more opportunities to get along with Su Qian'an.
Xianli was worried that the sudden closeness would cause some discomfort to Su Qian'an. She didn't insist at the beginning of summer. Anyway, the days are still long. Take your time
In early summer, near the end of April, the city is full of flowers.
He walked with Xiao mubai in a bridle and walked on the way to the Marquis house with falling flowers all over the ground.
When leaving Beijing, Chang'an had just recovered, with obvious post-war decadence and desolation.
After two months of self-cultivation, the capital of this country has regained its prosperity of people, thousands of industries, beautiful buildings and brocade in the courtyard.
The night was already dark, and the silver glow of the moonlight was sprinkled on the streets of Chang'an.
In the streets and alleys paved with bluestone, some shops closed their doors, and several lights were lit at the door of some shops. The lights illuminated the direction of their progress, bright and dark, twists and turns.
"I thought you'd go back drunk tonight." Xiao mubai knew that he was always greedy for cups. He thought that when he was in a bad mood, he would inevitably drink more cups.
I never thought he could be so sober when he went back now.
"I have to get up early tomorrow and go to Zhao's house. It's not good to be full of wine." The tone of voice in early summer is a little low.
The lights in the street could not light up, but his low face cast a faint shadow over his side face.
"I'll pick you up at Hou's house early tomorrow morning." While Xiao mubai was talking, Zang Hong, who believed in the reins of his horse, rubbed his body with Chi Yi, and immediately they passed by.
At the beginning of summer, I saw their clothes and hair swinging with the wind and separated again. I was sad about the yin-yang separation between Zhao Xingwen and Huo Wenshu, and hurriedly looked up at Xiao mubai.
Seeing his gentle smile, he suddenly felt that his lost heart was comforted and asked him, "what did Xu Wenlan pull you aside and say today?"
Xiao mubai's eyes were more narrow-minded: "what else can he say? Naturally, I hope I can persuade Lord Xu to be the emperor of the western regions."
Speaking of Xu Wenlan, Xiao mubai's cold face added a trace of humanity: "I thought this boy lingered among flowers all day and would be a group of wives and concubines in the future. At the beginning, I never thought that he would be willing to be a burden one day."
At the beginning of summer, he also showed his face with him: "he is willing to be the best. I will tie him up and throw him into a flower sedan to carry him to the western regions."
But unexpectedly, Xu Wanjun's response was so great. In early summer, he then asked, "have you figured out a way to lobby Lord Xu?"
Xiao Mu's white face showed his firm self-confidence: "Lord Xu, a famous family, is still good at lobbying for the country's great righteousness."
At the beginning of summer, my heart was stable and I felt that anything could be easily solved as long as he was around me.
The only thing that needs to be solved by yourself is that the emperor is still unconscious.
The two said goodbye at the door of Hou's house. Xiao mubai didn't wave with him too much. Raven brought the news of returning to Beijing in early summer to Hou ye in the afternoon. Hou ye must have been in the house for a long time.
Just as Xiao mubai expected, Cong Ting hurriedly dragged him to the Wuhu hospital as soon as he entered the house in early summer.
The moment he opened the study door, the Marquis saw his slightly emaciated body and wiped the corners of his eyes painfully.
"Dad, I came back intact." At the beginning of summer, he threw himself into the Duke's arms and mised his shoulders.
The Marquis hugged him and said angrily, "I didn't have much meat on my body. Now I'm getting thinner and thinner. I ran around the state of Xiao. Do I have a donkey or a mule so I can walk around."
At the beginning of summer, he broke free from his arms and threw his lips in discontent: "did you say that about your daughter? My heroic temperament is nothing like you. It can only follow my mother. You say that about me, but you dislike my mother?"
The Marquis snorted coldly, "your mother has never been so unreasonable."
At the beginning of summer, he pursed his lips and looked around: "that's just like you."
The Marquis looked cold and raised his hand to beat him.
At the beginning of summer, he stepped back a few steps and waved his hands and said, "Dad... Dad, I'm a hairpin. I'm a big girl. I can't spank."
The Marquis heard that his hand was stiff, his heart was soft again, and his tone was sad: "women and hairpins are a big day, and you're still running..."
"I have told grandpa that he has no grandchildren, only granddaughters." At the beginning of summer, he interrupted him and blinked twice.
The Duke's sad mood was swept away, his face changed, and he was a little nervous: "said... Said? Then your grandfather, he..."
Xia Chu nodded and drank his hot tea: "he was very happy. He said that he was happy whether it was his granddaughter or grandson. But he scolded you for an hour or two and dared to deceive him for years."
The Marquis swallowed his saliva: "you didn't help your father to talk about it. It was all your mother's intention at the beginning."
At the beginning of summer, 'ouch': "Grandpa scolded that it was done at one go. I couldn't get in a word. At that time, he was angry. I didn't dare to disobey his meaning. I could only agree with him and say that grandpa was right!"
"Ho, you bastard..." the Marquis rubbed his hands and rolled his sleeves.
Early summer had already walked to the door, smiled at him and said with a sly smile: "I think you have time to think about how to write a letter to his old man to explain his deception for many years. I'll go back to bed first and get up early tomorrow to go to Zhao's house."
The Duke's original feeling of licking the calf was stirred by the early summer and dissipated cleanly.
If I hadn't heard that he was going to Zhao's house tomorrow, I would have caught him back and beat him up.
At the thought of Zhao's residence, the Marquis inevitably had to beat his chest and feet. When Zhao and Huo married, he whispered in Huo Tianxiu's ear.
Now Huo Wenshu has not married but entered the Zhao family residence. He also has some responsibilities.
Originally in the capital, she had a su qianle to communicate with, but
The Marquis sighed. It's better to go to Zhao's house tomorrow in the early summer. At least there is a girl of the same age who can talk with her well.
At the beginning of summer, he went out of the Chenwu courtyard and took Su Qian'an back to the yunqi courtyard. When he passed by the Chinese courtyard, the lights inside had already been dark. It seems that Wuma Huacai has also stopped.
He turned and prepared to return to yunqi courtyard. Turning his head, he saw Su Qian'an looking in the direction of Su courtyard.
In the past, when Su qianle still lived, because she was afraid of the dark, there were always lights burning.
Now it's dark there.
Even with the clear moonlight, the outline of the Su courtyard could not be seen clearly.