On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the twenty-ninth of this year is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and Jinling is rarely covered with heavy snow, and the taste of the year seems to be stronger than in previous years.

The wealthy families living in Zhuyifang had already sent people to clean the entire street, and huge snowmen and snow lions were piled up in front of each house, red lights were hung, and couplets were pasted, adding a lot of festive atmosphere.

A man wearing a felt hat and a stubbled beard carried a bag of hemp on his back and rushed straight towards the gate of the Patriotic Mansion.

The four men were startled, and hurriedly rushed forward to block it, and someone shouted: "Don't you have long eyes, this is also a place to walk indiscriminately?"

The man raised his head, tore off his felt hat, and shouted: "The master doesn't recognize it!

The gatekeeper had seen his master many times, and when he looked at it, he was dumbfounded.

This man in rags, although he is much darker and thinner than before, but his eyebrows are stretched and distinct, and he is quite imposing, who is Ling Dongcheng, the Duke of Weiguo, who has long been declared dead?

In an instant, several disciples were so shocked that they forgot the rules, shouted to report the news, and helped the old man Ling Dongcheng to ask for warmth, of course, everyone was curious in their hearts how he could "come back from the dead".

Looking at the "Patriotic Mansion" on the door with gold characters on a black background and the brightly colored lintel that has been rebuilt, Ling Dongcheng recalled the experience of more than half a year and was full of emotion.

Slowly stepping over the threshold, bypassing the shadow wall, and walking less than a shot, I saw a large number of people coming out of it.

The stars and the moon were naturally surrounded by Lian's family, Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, and then rushed up, not caring about the dirty, and hugged his father.

Since then, the husband and wife have hugged their heads and cried, Ling Xiao and Ling Yue, who have taken annual leave, stood aside, with **** in their eyes, except for calling a few fathers, they were choked up and had no other words.

After a while, under the persuasion of the servants, he helped Ling Dongcheng to enter to freshen up and change clothes, and sent someone to inform the two aunts and the Lin'an Mansion, and there was a commotion in the mansion that had not been seen for a long time.

The housekeeper instructed everyone to prepare the meal, the maids served dishes on the water terrace, and the lights in the hall were brilliant.

At the end of Lin'anbo's mansion, even the old Lin'anbo and his wife came over in bamboo bags.

The hall was full of people, and naturally surrounded Ling Dongcheng to ask about the past half a year.

Ling Dongcheng ate a few spices of bird's nest, sighed comfortably, and said, "It's still comfortable at home!"

Lian didn't care about the juniors, wiped his tears and sighed: "Did you only know about your family today? Since your disappearance, the sky has changed in Jingli, why didn't you come back earlier!"

"I've heard it all. Ling Dongcheng put down the fine blue and white porcelain bowl of the Spring River Rafting Diagram in his hand with a solemn face, "That night, the wind on the sea set off a big wave and capsized our boat, but fortunately I was wearing General Yang Ke's leather armor. He was dressed in fine leather armor, and he was floating on the sea, and I didn't know how long I was drifting, and I was salvaged by a merchant ship that went to sea, and I followed the fleet to the Ryukyus and landed, and I fell ill again, and the people outside were sinister, and I didn't dare to say my identity, it was like nine deaths......"

Ling Dongcheng's encounter was very tortuous, and his experience was also tortuous and bizarre, and he talked about it for nearly an hour before he explained the ins and outs of the sea in detail.

He was able to come back, Lian Shi and the others were overjoyed, because they couldn't ask about Rong Xijue's whereabouts, and they were afraid of arousing his sadness again, so they hurriedly persuaded: "After talking for a long time, I'm hungry, eat something and cushion it." ”

The family broke the taboo between men and women, and only sat down in front of the big round table in turn, and did not abide by the rules of not saying anything, Ling Dongcheng of course knew that the dragon chair had changed people along the way, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know where our good son-in-law is, at sea, I have seen his methods, even a person like me who is sick can survive, I really don't believe that he will have an accident." Fortunately, today's Jinglu Emperor has a good reputation, not only let Yun'er attack the knighthood, but also gave Mrs. Guo's double salary, I want to be a person with a conscience, and when his son-in-law comes back, I don't know how. ”

Ling Dongcheng traveled all the way, and heard the people praise the benevolent government of Empress Roujia, and naturally praised Emperor Jinglu for being able to persist in the benevolent government of Empress Roujia during the curtain period, he was quite affected, and his impression of Emperor Jinglu was still good. I thought that when his son-in-law came back, it would not be too bad for the south to be honored as the emperor or something.

Hearing this, Lian remembered the palace banquet of Princess Yueqing and Lu that day, Emperor Jinglu and his daughter stood side by side, their eyes were clear, how could they tolerate Emperor Fenghe? She had always been stupid, and she didn't know how to express it, so she silently gave her husband a chopstick dish, and only said: "Bless him to come back early." ”

There are not many people in the two mansions who can go out to socialize, and even fewer people hear rumors, most of them don't know Emperor Jinglu's treatment of Ling Makeup, Ling Yun is young, Emperor Jinglu treats him kindly, he also thinks it's easy to talk, now he is the Duke of Weiguo, and his speech is different from the past, so he took a bite of food and asked: "Do we want to repair the book and report to the imperial court?"

"Good question!" Ling Dongcheng smiled and touched his son's head, "Naturally, I want it." ”

"But my son has become the Duke of Weiguo, what should my father do?"

Ling Dongcheng laughed even more: "Don't worry, just do it, it's a blessing of heaven to be able to go home and reunite with you this time, your mother is a lady, what does it matter if your father is a father?"

Aunt Xue and Aunt Chen, who were serving on the side, just squinted with a smile, and little Ling Feng and Ling Wan also knew how to make their father happy with colorful words.

Ling Dongcheng held his youngest son on his lap and fed him two chopsticks, and rubbed Ling Feng's little face with his beard.

Because of this unexpected joy, Lian Shi threw away most of the previous suspicions, and when he saw him close to Shuzi, he did not feel uncomfortable, and said euphemistically: "This letter is to be repaired, but tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, His Majesty Xià went to the Tangshan Palace, the road is blocked in snowy days, it is better to wait for the year to pass the opening of the dynasty before reasoning, then as for what to do, only look at the current emperor." ”

The two brothers, Lian Chengzhi and Lian Chengxian, saluted their brother-in-law with a glass, the Zhang family was quite afraid of Ling Dongcheng after the poisoning of the prince, and did not dare to interject, the old lady Lin An Bolian drank a glass of wine, shook his head and said: "Today is the king of Yao Shun, don't worry, didn't the former child also order you to be the guest of honor of the eldest princess and the ceremony? The people who came to pay New Year's greetings have already come to me, and there is no need to worry about the wealth of our two mansions." The old man glanced at his daughter dizzily, and said in a tone of lesson, "You don't have to be short-sighted, Emperor Fenghe is not here, people can treat us so politely, and we must be grateful." ”

Lian knew that his father was too old to tell him clearly, and he didn't argue, so he answered yes.

Lian Chengxian shouted and drank again.

I didn't want the letter in the Weiguo Mansion to be unrepaired, and on the same day, there was a secret guard flying to the Tangshan Hot Spring Palace and reported to Emperor Jinglu.

More than an hour later, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and the secret guard kneeling on the ground was a little nervous. (To be continued.) )