However, it was said that Wang Zixian hurriedly returned to Chang'an, and after finally relieving the lovesickness in his heart, Fang quietly returned to Shangzhou again. finally gradually revealed his affection, and was able to stay with his sweetheart in disguise, and he naturally did not want to be separated from Li Hui in every possible way. It's just that now is not the time, and he has to say goodbye for the time being. Moreover, they still have a long life to come, and they don't have to be like children.

At dusk, he rode lightly and silently into a small and inconspicuous farm. He was quite familiar with the farmstead, and the Guò remote path crossed the fields where the fields intersected, and led the horse into the two straw huts in the corner to the sound of barking dogs and chickens, without attracting anyone's attention.

The farm, one of the last remaining dowries of his mother, Da Yang, was only two small hills and a narrow valley in the middle, so barren that they could not grow much food, and the farmers could only barely grow some weeds and cranberries to survive, and the harvest was almost negligible. Because of this, Xiao Yang's didn't look down on it at all, so he pretended to be generous and handed it over to Da Yang's nurse to manage, and used this as an excuse to drive out of the Wang family one after another the old servants who had served by Da Yang's side.

If it weren't for Qingsuo's love for the Da Yang clan and his loyal and close protection to him, and the husband of the Da Yang family's nurse, Cheng Suo, who worked hard to win over the training team for him, he would have died in the hands of the servants and maids placed by the Xiao Yang clan. After all, he was just a baby at the time, and as long as the nurse and the maid were slightly "negligent", he was very likely to "die". And the death of a newborn baby is very reasonable. Without evidence, no one can doubt the "good sister" who weeps every day and misses her deceased sister.

When he was young, Xiao Yang was like a tiger entrenched in his family to him, indescribably afraid, but he could only pretend to be calm. However, as he grew older, he found that Xiao Yang's was actually nothing more than that, although the methods were vicious and vicious, in the final analysis, they were all common tactics used by women in the house, and they could be broken by the plan. In retrospect, she was at best a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, and it was impossible for her to bite people in a cage.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Chang and Xiao Yang's family were one, and they had the status of their parents, it would be inconvenient for him to move without permission, and he would have shot this poisonous snake to death with an arrow. Of course, there is some benefit to staying and grinding slowly, at least to appreciate her pain, fear, and even despair a few more times—just as she did with him back then.

Now, after Sun Rong's reconstruction, the small farm specializing in growing medicinal herbs and raising horses and sheep has been thriving. And other farms, shops, etc. in Dayang's dowry have also been in his hands one after another, and even the big farms and shops in Huazhou are about to be recovered. However, the profits that Xiao Yang has enjoyed over the years still have to be recouped with interest.

The straw house in the two entrances looks simple, but the inside is clean and tidy, and some of the decorations are quite exquisite, and there is a bit of a hermit's style. After Wang Zixian entered the main room, he saw that Mr. Song was writing the dragon and snake, so he waited quietly. After Mr. Song put down the pen, he glanced at his disciple and said with a smile: "Finally willing to come back?" ”

Wang Zixian did not answer his words, but said: "King Pu and his heir King Pu are about to go to Luoyang to take up their posts, and after Mr. returns to Beijing, he should not be able to see His Royal Highness King Pu." He added: "I see that Mr.'s words are hung on the wall, and Mr. himself framed them?" How about this painting being framed by the disciples? ”

Mr. Song pushed the paper, a little stunned: "That king is an interesting person, not quite the same as the rumors." It's a pity, it's a pity, no, maybe I should feel glad for them. Previously, he and Li Tai also had some sympathy for each other, although it was a disparity in status, but when it came to poetry, it was very deed. It's a pity that this fate didn't last long, so I can only wait for the fate to see you again in the future.

Then, Mr. Song sat next to him and drank tea, watching his disciple elegantly do the work of framing calligraphy and paintings, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. Not long after, a silver-haired old woman came in with several servant women with a food table, and respectfully invited Mr. Song to eat at sunset. However, when she looked at the prince, a loving smile appeared on Yan Sù's face: "Xiao Langjun has just returned from Chang'an, and he is already hungry." Don't be busy, and talk about it after the evening meal. ”

Wang Zixian smiled slightly, and stopped as if he were good. Although the evening food is simple, they are all dishes he liked when he was a child, and even the taste seems to be warm, all of which are made by the old nurse Arnold. Although she is only the nurse of the Da Yang family, she is like a real ancestor in the prince's dedication.

As the night deepened, Wang Zixian framed Mr. Song's words and put them aside to dry. There was already a wooden basin with warm water next to him, and he slowly washed his hands, as if he had thought of something, and smiled. Arnold happened to come with supper in person, and when he saw this, he said: "Xiao Langjun has been busy for so long, use some soup and then go to sleep." ”

The ten soups she made herself were delicious and light, and Wang Zixian had always loved them, so he sat down and used them slowly. After using it, he pondered for a moment: "Fu Mu and Cheng Suo want to leave this place and go to Chang'an with me?" Now that Shangzhou has no time to monitor your whereabouts, you don't have to stay here for years. ”

Arnold was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "The old slave is used to staying here, it is secluded and leisurely, there is nothing bad. If you go to Chang'an, if you are accidentally discovered by the two of the Wang family, it will drag down Xiao Langjun. Speaking of Wang Ziling and Wang Zimu, her face showed a strong sense of disgust. Especially Wang Ziling, Xu has been at odds with Wang Zixian since she was a child, and she hates him so much that she doesn't even want to mention it unless she has to.

"Then in a few days, after I have dealt with Shangzhou, I will take Fu Mu and Cheng Su into Beijing." The prince continued, "You have been living in this village, and you have worked hard, and it is time for you to enjoy your old age in peace." "His kinship is very thin, his father's family, his mother's family, and there are no trustworthy elders. The patriarch of the Wang clan just looked at him pitifully and occasionally took care of him. However, there are some loyal servants around him, who have been getting along for many years and have a deep friendship, and they can be regarded as his relatives.

Hearing this, Arnold let out a long sigh, his eyes slightly red: "If the lady can...... can also enjoy the devotion of Xiao Langjun...... How nice it should be. "Her friendship with Da Yang is very deep, almost like a mother and daughter. Every time I think of the Da Yang family who passed away at a young age, I am extremely sad.

The prince mourned slightly, and soon calmed down again. It's not that he's indifferent, it's that he's never seen Da Yang, but he's just heard Arnold mention her temperament and preferences, and how she looked forward to his birth back then. He has never gotten along day and night, facing only rumors and cold tablets, his feelings for his mother are more like an attachment - to help her get back the one she deserves, and some faint thoughts.

Arnold looked at him, the wrinkles on his face as deep as if they had been carved up. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, and then shook her lips and calmed down: "Xiao Langjun is going back to Shangzhou tomorrow?" Those people...... Those people are shameless and ruthless, so it's better to be careful......"

"It's just stupid, it's okay, it can handle it." The prince offered to put it mildly. He had a vague sense that Arnold seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't dig deeper. After all, with the prudence of this old mother, some words will only be said when they should be said, and no one can shake her mind lightly.

Arnold stayed with him for a few more moments before leaving. The time they could get together was too short, and every time the old lady was reluctant, but she always resolutely watched him leave, and this time was no exception. When Wang Zixian and Mr. Song rode their horses far away, and then looked back, there was still a somewhat staggering figure standing on the hill.

I haven't returned for a few years, and Shangzhou is the same. After seeing all the cities in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, looking back at his hometown, it is just an ordinary state city, not a little prosperous, and it has never declined. Wang Zixian did not have any nostalgia for Shangzhou, nor did he have any sense of homesickness. Most of his feelings for his hometown are based on the friendship of his fathers and fellow villagers here, and he travels far away from time to time, and he lacks this friendship, so he is naturally very cold.

After entering the city, Wang Zixian asked Cao Shilang to send a post to the patriarch's family, and returned to the royal family to report the news by the way.

Mr. Song already knew that he was not on good terms with his family, and glanced at the three carts of Tuyi he had prepared: "Two carts for the patriarch's family, and one cart for his own family?" Although he is not accompanied by relatives and has a somewhat eccentric temperament, it does not mean that he does not know the world. How can there be a reason to be more affectionate to relatives of the side branches than to their own family? Of course, the actions of his disciple have never been based on common sense.

"This kind of tuyi is not eye-catching in the family." Wang Zixian chuckled, "But the patriarch will admit it." However, although Mr. can rest assured, even if he returns home with his disciples, no one will dare to treat Mr. slowly. ”

Mr. Song used to be the master of the Guozijian from the seventh grade, which was not enough compared to the above, but it was more than enough compared to Wang Chang, a person who couldn't even keep the county lieutenant. Moreover, he is the gentleman who has given the prince a great gift of apprenticeship, and his status is extraordinary, and he must not be contemptuous in etiquette, otherwise he will lose the face of the family. Wang Chang is undoubtedly extremely good-looking, and he always holds the frame of the children of the Langya Wang family, and will never allow the Xiao Yang family to do anything.

Sure enough, Wang Chang treated the prince very perfunctory and cold to this son, but he was extremely friendly to Mr. Song. Xiao Yang's family had also prepared the guest house early, cleaned it clean, and placed it properly. If Mr. Song is a person who doesn't know the inside story, I'm afraid he will be confused by their enthusiasm for a while. It's a pity that he not only knows the situation of this family, but his eyes are also extremely keen, and almost in a moment he found the gap between the Wang family and the enthusiasm, and he can only sigh in his heart:

What did this disciple of his do in his previous life to become such a family? You can't move, you can't stay, and it's hard to deal with it. But if it is not solved earlier, after the disciple enters the official career, this group of family members will always find him unhappy, and if he is not careful, he will be caught by others, and his previous efforts will be wasted.

I have to think of some proper way -- as a good gentleman who is conscientious, shouldn't he solve problems for his disciples?