The downpour lasted a day and a night, and the next morning it gradually turned into a gentle drizzle. Li Hui tossed and turned last night, but he slept for two or three hours, and he looked very sad and had no energy. However, Mother Zhang felt that he had not recovered from a serious illness, and such a listless appearance was ordinary, so she personally brought the medicinal soup to persuade him to drink it.

When Li Hui died of illness in his last life, he didn't know how many bitter medicine soups he had drunk, and drinking medicine was like drinking water, and he was used to it. Now, after drinking the big bowl of medicinal soup in one gulp, I didn't even use the dried apricots that suppressed the bitterness, so I skimmed in some shredded chicken porridge with the oil flowers removed. Mother Zhang was very surprised to see that his appetite was good, so she went to the kitchen and ordered to prepare some light food, and sent the maid to ask the doctor to come and check the pulse.

Li Hui also felt that some strength was born in his body, not as heavy as yesterday, so he leaned on the hidden sac and closed his eyes and thought. Before any thought came to me, I listened to the sound of rain outside, ticking like music. He opened his eyes and looked, the window was closed, how could he see any rainy scenes? So, he looked sideways at the maid who was standing quietly on the side, and said in a low voice, "Open the window." ”

"San Langjun has not healed from the cold, so he should not be cold." Several maids immediately knelt on the ground, "The slaves don't dare to open the window, hoping that Langjun will forgive their sins." "This master's condition has finally improved, and they can escape the catastrophe. If there is any repetition due to opening the window to enjoy the scenery, no matter how merciful Her Royal Highness the Princess and Mother Zhang are, it is impossible to spare them lightly.

Li Hui sighed in his heart and glanced at them: "Get up." "How could he forget that these maids were all sent by his mother Yan to serve him, and they had always been strictly restrained by Mother Zhang, and he would never dare to disobey them. And now he is just a young man, and he is sick, so there is nothing to fear. And these faces seem to be a little familiar, they will all be the housekeepers in his house in the future, and they are also the usable people left by Zhang's mother for him, and it is not worth punishing them for some trivial things.

Seeing that there was no anger in his words, the maids looked at each other and said, "If San Langjun wants to enjoy the rain, he only needs to move a screen to block the wind." It's just that there is no suitable screen in the luggage, and I don't know if there is anything usable in this pavilion. Why don't the slaves ask about catching the post? ”

"Well, summon the catcher with me, and listen to the country." Li Hui is as good as a stream.

He has never stepped out of the fiefdom for half a step, and he is a little curious about new things outside. Now that he finally has the opportunity to travel with his parents, although he doesn't know where he is going with a long road ahead, it does not prevent him from asking where this place is. Perhaps, it can also be deduced where Grandpa wants to go and what he wants to do. After all, with his pampered temperament, he definitely can't stand any poor and remote places.

The catcher was soon brought over, dressed in a new silk garment that did not fit well, and he did not even know where to put his hands and feet. Because of his perennial work, his complexion was dark, his hair was gray, his face was furrowed and horizontal, and although his body was cowering to the bottom of the mud, his eyes were clear and clear, and it was difficult for people to feel disgusted.

The two maids next to them couldn't help but show mockery or disgust on their faces, and Li Hui glanced at them lightly: "Send them out, and don't serve them closely." The two were immediately shocked, but they didn't dare to cry and plead, so they had to retreat in tears aggrieved. The remaining maids didn't dare to show any more hatred, and hurriedly bowed their heads and kept silent.

In his previous life, Li Hui had seen enough villains who tended to be inflammatory, and bullied people, but the simple and unpretentious people have never had the opportunity to see them. Carefully speaking, servants and maids are just slaves and maids, and their status is low, far inferior to that of commoners. But the slaves and maids of the wealthy families are all arrogant, bullying the people and not saying anything, and sometimes even the master can bully them. He hated such a wicked slave the most.

He looked at the post carefully, and asked slowly: "Dare to ask the old man, what is the name of this pavilion?" Where and what state is it located? ”

Catch Yi raised his eyes and looked quietly, and saw a smiling young man on the bed, and he couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. How had he ever seen such a noble man? The appearance is handsome and not to speak, the demeanor is particularly gentle and calm, and there is no contempt when he speaks, just like a fairy man. Although his face was sickly and a little thin and pale, it did not affect his demeanor at all. Compared with this young man, the son of the county magistrate who is known by word of mouth in the township is like a wild duck in the mud.

"Hui Xiaolangjun, this pavilion is called Lingnan Station, which is under the jurisdiction of Shangzhou."

Shangzhou? Lingnan Station? Li Hui's eyes moved slightly, and he was shocked. His father, Li Tai, King Pu, was the second son of Emperor Taizongwen and Empress Yuan, who was expelled from Chang'an due to his failure to seize the throne and relegated to the fiefdom of Yunxiang County, Junzhou. In his memory, since then, his grandfather has never been out of Yunxiang County for half a step, and he has indulged in writing poems and writings, drinking and having fun. When his grandfather died and his uncle succeeded him, he gradually died of depression. Ten years later, he followed in his footsteps, depressed to the point of dying of a serious illness.

Now, his grandfather, who ignores everything, actually stepped out of the fiefdom and hurried towards the northwest? Although Junzhou is adjacent to Shangzhou, the traffic is very inconvenient when you talk about it carefully. There is no other reason, and the Qinling Mountains, which separates Guannei Road from Shannan Road, are located in the middle of the two states. Only by crossing the Qinling Mountains can we truly enter the hinterland of Guannei Road and enter the prosperous Shangzhou. And the west of Shangzhou is Yongzhou - it is Chang'an, Kyoto!

An illusory map seemed to unfold in front of him: Junzhou and Chang'an were only 600 miles apart, but these 600 miles were like a ravine, the post road was rugged, and the pavilion was remote and dilapidated. When he was demoted out of Beijing, Grandpa and his mother suffered a lot along the way, and their only sister-in-law was born prematurely on the road and died soon after. And he was also born in the pavilion, his biological mother was infected with a disease due to uncleanness during childbirth, and died soon after, so he was raised under his mother's knees and raised carefully as a son who died young.

The post roads and pavilions along the way left their family with painful memories. Now that they have embarked on this road again, their feelings are also complicated and indescribable. How could they leave the fiefdom in such a hurry unless there was some reason why they could never refuse? Worked hard to cross the Qinling Mountains?

Shangzhou Lingnan Station is undoubtedly the last pavilion post in the south of the Qinling Mountains, and the next pavilion may be Lingbei Station. Grandpa is by no means going to Qinling to hunt, he has no interest in hunting at all - let alone going to Shangzhou, the prosperity of Shangzhou is nothing compared to what he is when he grew up in the capital Chang'an? - He is obviously on his way back to Chang'an!

King Xin'an was stunned by his own guess. Who else can recall Grandpa? Maybe it's his grandfather, maybe it's his uncle. No, how could my uncle possibly summon Grandpa back to Beijing? Is it possible that the bones that have been pulled out have to be put in the throat and not up and down? It could only be that my grandfather was seriously ill and missed his beloved son, so he was specially called urgently! If this is the case, even if Chang'an is now a tiger's den in Longtan, it probably can't help but break in!

The catchers and maidservants saw that the face of the little county king was pale and blue, as if the illness had recurred. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly gathered around to take a closer look. The little county king waved his hand with a look of arrogance, asked the servants and maids to step aside, and said to the catcher: "I have never been to Lingnan, what are the specialties around here?" How long does it take to cross the Qinling Mountains? What kind of pavilions are there in Qinling? If you sleep outside, my grandmother may not be adaptable, and her safety is difficult to guarantee. ”

Catch Yi's eyes lit up, and said with a smile: "Xiao Langjun is the right person." Not to mention, the little old man often hunts in the mountains, and this big mountain range is like the backyard of the little old man's house. Speaking of the pavilion station, there should also be one in the big mountain range, and it will take two or three days to walk along the post road. If you want to cross this great mountain, it will take ten days to slow down, and four or five days to go faster...... By the way, some time ago, the people in the village just hunted a fat wild boar, and they were reluctant to eat it, so why not collect it for the nobles to taste? ”

Listening to him talk a lot, Li Hui felt fresh, but also tormented in his heart.

In his opinion, although he lost his freedom in the fiefdom, it was not a good thing to return to Chang'an. Especially his own grandfather was able to fall into the dust when he had the upper hand, obviously he was not a genius of power - he had the name of intelligence, but he was very slow in human strategy, and he was not someone else's opponent at all. Going to Chang'an here is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and I don't know what will happen.

The grandfather who failed to win the heir entered Beijing again, which would have caused turmoil for no reason. Then my grandfather died, and my uncle succeeded to the throne, and just thinking about it made me feel that there were swords and swords everywhere. His uncle has a good reputation for mercy and kindness on the outside, but he is a cold man in his bones, and his brother and uncle have never let go of any of them. Blood and family affection is just a few tears for him. If their family can return to Junzhou this time, it may be the best ending.

After talking for a long time, Li Hui listened to a lot of wild legends in the Qinling Mountains, so he instructed the maid to reward him with the same money, and said: "Grandpa likes wild food, if you can collect some wild things and cooks, my husband will come to me to receive the reward." ”

Graciously retreated, Li Hui frowned and lay on the bed again, thinking. Not long after, the Yan family brought Zhang Fu's mother to visit him, and praised him for his filial piety: "I heard that you deliberately let you hunt for game to honor your grandfather, he can be regarded as a little happy." Otherwise, I don't know how long we will be angry with our mother and son. ”

Li Hui lowered his eyes and said: "It's all about the child's body not fighting and ruining Grandpa." The itinerary is so urgent, and it has been delayed for a few days, should it be a big event? He wanted to confirm whether it was his grandfather who was seriously ill and urgently ordered his sons to enter Beijing to serve the sick. How many years is it now, what is the difference between what has happened and what is about to happen, and those memories of the previous life.

Yan comforted him and said, "It's only a few days' work, and I think I should be able to catch up with your grandmother's illness." Moreover, yesterday's torrential rain was pouring, and the water had already overflowed the post road, so it was not suitable for fast travel. The guards and the tribe have gone ahead to explore the way, and it won't be in the way for you to rest for a few days. ”

Grandmother? King Xin'an was stunned again-if he hadn't remembered wrong, hadn't his grandmother, Empress Qin, had died many years ago?! What's going on with this seriously ill grandmother now?!