Time is too hurried, from the acquaintance to now there are more than ten years, strange roads also have seven years, ten years of time is not short to say long is not long, each goes its own way, innocent teenagers have a full stomach, taste the world is cold, see more cold eyes in the world, brush away the past events, buried in the depths of memory of what else.

Zhao Hongyi smiled silently for a while, "It's late, it's time to go back, there is no overnight food at the grass people's house." ”

"The tomb of the Marquis of Bowang is in the Grange of Qingzhou, I asked Zhang Jingong to take you over to pay respects, and it is up to you to move the grave if you want to, this is the confession left by me to interrogate the Marquis of Bowang, and I will give it to you as a memory."

Bowanghou died in prison, but he didn't expect that there were still bone plants left, as well as tombs.

After Zhou Yun finished speaking, he took people away.

The mother and son of the Zhao family sat here without speaking, and after a while, Zhao Hongyi opened the confession with trembling hands.

…… Those nightmarish pasts.

Since he met Brother Shen, his life has become a joke, shocked to hear Brother Shen'er's true identity, seeing that he has a beauty to get the country, and he fell into the dust can not be lower, a burden is still Zhou Yun rewarded him, and the emperor who deprived him of hope and crushed him in the dust.

Zhou Yun also said that admiring his iron bones, is there anything funnier in the world.

Zhao Hongyi laughed, tears flowed down her face in the sad laughter, and Mrs. Zhao also burst into tears, for her son.

Hongyi is an assertive person, and Mrs. Zhao won't say anything lightly, Mrs. Zhao really can't help it this time, "Yi Niang looks at the meaning of His Majesty Xià is not bad." ”

Zhao Hongyi was silent for a long time, "What if it's not bad?" Our Zhao family is a great crime of rebellion. ”

Oh, yes. The great crime of rebellion, the great crime of rebellion should be punished by the nine clans, the royal family looked at the queen mother's love net, and also returned part of the family property to live, the royal family got a reputation for benevolence and righteousness, and the clansmen of the Zhao family could survive, his mother and son could not compare to others, nor could they compare to the concubine of Bowanghou, the evidence of Bowanghou's rebellion was conclusive, and it was a miracle that his mother and son could escape death.

I couldn't sleep this night.

Early the next morning. Zhang Jingong came with a carriage. He bowed his head and said with a smile, "Master Zhao, the master asked the little one to send Zhao Ye to the Grange in Qingzhou to pay respects, and Zhao Ye's horse was brought to you." Mrs. Zhao is still in the car. Rushed to go early in the morning. Stay in the Grange for a night at night, which is the private property of the Long Live Lord, and it is very convenient to eat and stay. ”

Herod, the great black horse, cried out to add his hand. Happily raising his hooves.

Zhao Hongyi's eyes turned red instantly.

In order to treat his mother, he reluctantly sold the big black horse, the big black horse that saved his life, he only had this horse worth two silver, for his mother, it was also the end of the road, he couldn't afford to raise this horse.

Zhang Jingong said with a smile, "Our master bought it, and the master asked the little one to send it to Zhao Ye." ”

Zhao Hongyi turned over and got on the horse without saying a word, Mrs. Zhao also got into the carriage, and when she went out of the city, it was the official road of Pingchuan, and the big black horse ran forward happily, Zhang Jingong was not in a hurry, and diligently guarded Mrs. Zhao's carriage.

The elm willows on both sides of the official road are verdant, and a line of geese flies south in the clear sky.

Autumn is coming, the fields are still full of midsummer green, the crops are bowed, the branches are hanging fruits, the tomb of Bowanghou is in the field, a simple stone tablet, waiting for the tomb of Bowangbo.

Zhang Jingong smiled a little embarrassedly, "The little one was afraid of getting into trouble at the time, so he changed the name on his own initiative, Zhao Ye, don't blame the little one, long live the little one, let the little one wait for Zhao Ye to send, or choose an auspicious day for the zodiac to move the grave." ”

Zhao Hongyi stared at the tombstone and looked at the steamed bun for a long time.

The tomb is extremely simple, just a loess bag.

Mrs. Zhao has long been disappointed in Bo Wanghou, and there is nothing left of the husband and wife relationship for many years, she is operating hard in the Zhao family, for the sake of her son, Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Hongyi worriedly, Zhao Hongyi looked up at the blue sky, the autumn was high and cool, there was no cloud in the sky, the tears in her eyes slowly disappeared, and she reached out to take the incense candle paper horse and burn it.

All he could do for his father was to burn two pieces of paper.

Zhang Jingong arranged thoughtfully, the temperature of the bath water was just right, Zhao Hongyi had not taken a hot bath for many years, it was hot and took a basin of water to scrub it simply, it was so dirty when it was cold, how could a merchant be so particular, firewood was very expensive, he couldn't waste it.

Soaking in the hot water that I haven't seen for a long time, I empty my mind and don't think about anything.

The dirt on his body was loosened, and he washed the dirt on his body, and it was not his kudzu cloth short shirt that was waiting for him, Zhang Jingong brought in a brocade robe with a tray, "Master Zhao, you will wear it, the meal has been prepared, and the small one who has eaten will accompany you to take a turn." ”

Zhao Hongyi hesitated and took it, what is he wearing is not wearing, what is he still hypocritical.

The snow-white muslin is soft and close-fitting, and the outside is a royal blue wide-sleeved and wide-bodied jacquard regular dress, even the purse, sachet, and fan cover are complete, the moose antlers are pendant, and there is a jasper ring, which he gave to Brother Shen back then.

Zhao Hongyi didn't need to be served, bent over, lowered his head, face down, combed a black hair with the horns, put his right hand on the root of the hair, twisted the hair with his left hand, and twisted it into a hair bundle, the hair bundle was twisted strongly, an ebony gilt hairpin was horizontal at the root of the hair, and the left hand coiled the tightened hair bundle on the hairpin, coiled a few times out of the layer, and stuffed the hair end into the coiled bun, so that the hair bun was tight and neat, and it would not be loose between actions.

Zhao Hongyi came out dressed as new, Zhang Jingong opened his mouth, and his demeanor became more and more flattering, "Zhao Ye wait a while, the old lady is changing clothes over there, and the two maids are serving, and the maids here are not good at serving people." ”

Zhao Hongyi didn't speak, sat down in front of the window, Zhang Jingong hurriedly served tea, and stood aside with his hands down.

People's habits have been developed since they were teenagers, Zhao Hongyi is so downtrodden that the merchant is still a master, and he invisibly exudes a kind of majesty to this seat, Zhang Jingong has been an official for several years, and he is also a dignified five-grade official.

Long live the Lord who wants to promote Zhao Gongzi, now that he is married, he will always have his benefits in the future.

The two maids followed behind Mrs. Zhao, who changed into a brocade dress. There was only a hairpin on her head, and Mrs. Zhao didn't know her son's intentions, and refused to accept the royal kindness, so she couldn't help but wear it, and she refused to wear those jewelry.

Zhao Hongyi came up, his eye sockets were hot, his mother was still old, and the hair on the sideburns was white.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up, her tall and handsome son became more and more heroic, and Mrs. Zhao smiled faintly. Through the ordeal. A heart has long been calm and calm, looking coldly at what the emperor wants to do, there is no good thing in the world for no reason.

A table of wine and food is very rich, all of which are country game. The wine is Zhao Hongyi's favorite Liulin good wine.

Zhang Jingong refused to serve at the table. Zhao Hongyi looked at him and smiled. "Could it be that the wine and food are poisonous?"

Zhang Jingong made a bitter face, "Zhao Ye spared the little one, how dare the little one." The identity of the small is low, and when he meets the master, he mixes up his personal appearance, and he shows off his martial arts on weekdays, but Zhao Ye still doesn't know the small one? The master asked the little one to listen to Zhao Ye's orders, where did the little one dare to be presumptuous in front of Zhao Ye. ”

"Lao Tzu is just a merchant, you kid has been monitoring all those years, and what else do you dare not do?"

"The little one admires Zhao Ye in his heart, the errand was also ordered by the master, the master said that the little one can help if he can, the master can't be the master in those years, so he has to be a good person."

Zhao Hongyi laughed and feasted.

Zhang Jingong's demeanor became more and more respectful.

The bright upper room of the five rooms, the bedding is new, the tent curtain is also very exquisite, Mrs. Zhao has two maids to serve, the two maids have not served anyone, and the one who brings tea and water is also improvised, all of them are little girls in Zhuangzi, who were called over temporarily.

Mrs. Zhao leaned on the stepping bed and closed her eyes to recuperate, her heart churning about those people and things.

Zhao Hongyi followed Zhang Jingong around, the twilight was four, there was no one in the wilderness, Zhao Hongyi stood still, "Say, what does the emperor want Lao Tzu to do, Lao Tzu may not be willing to die." ”

"Your Majesty wants Zhao Ye to go to the Jiangnan Dark Cloud Wei Branch to find Commander Fang, and the rest of the little ones really don't know."

Zhao Hongyi was silent for a long time, "What if your emperor didn't say my wife?" ”

"Long live the lord said, long live the lord wants to find a job for the old lady and do Yu Qingzi's teaching."

"Yu Qingzi? Who is Yu Qingzi? ”

Zhang Jingong said with a smile, "It is the little Taoist aunt who became a monk in Yuxian Temple, she turned out to be Cui Concubine of Long Live Lord, she is too young, our father wanted to let her go, our mother sent her over to cultivate, after a few years, our father invited the female martial artist of Cangzhou to teach her martial arts, and studied medicine with Mr. Huang, Yuqingziqin, chess, calligraphy and painting are good, our lord said that the girl's family is big, and she can't be wild anymore, she should let her take care of it, and let her marry in the future, I want to ask Mrs. Zhao to teach her." ”

"Your Emperor's concubine? His concubine was also sent out to become a monk? ”

"Yu Qingzi was only seven years old when she came, and she is only twelve years old this year."

Zhao Hongyi really can't figure it out, why did the emperor's concubine send it out, still be a female Taoist priest, and let her marry? Zhao Hongyi groaned, my mother is so old, and she still teaches a little girl? There are some secrets about this female Taoist priest's background.

Zhang Jingong began to introduce the surrounding scenery, and then went to the trees to pick fruits.

Zhao Hongyi had something in his heart and didn't want to hang out, so he went back to rest.

Zhang Jingong took everyone and avoided it.

The mother and son of the Zhao family could talk calmly, and Mrs. Zhao thought for a while, "Hongyi, we can't choose the matter, you have to be more careful when you go outside, the emperor wants you to give him his life, you think about your mother in your heart, don't take the risk lightly." ”

Mrs. Zhao touched her son's face and sighed, the future was unpredictable, so she could only ask for more blessings.

"Mother, the female Taoist priest is there, my son wants to help my mother push it."

Mrs. Zhao's smile was cold and indifferent, "My mother is a hostage, long live the lord, I can rest assured, my mother has an errand, and it saves my mother from being bored, just a little girl." ”

Zhao Hongyi was silent for a long time, the lives of his mother and son were pinched in the hands of the emperor, and he could only fight for a way out.

Zhang Jingong held a sword, "Master Zhao, this is a gift from Long Live Master." ”

Zhao Hongyi pulled out the sword out of the sheath, a ball of clear brilliance bloomed out, the cold light was pressing, and a thick tree with a wave of the bowl was broken, it was really a good sword, Zhao Hongyi was a little happy in his heart, with this sword, he could save his life.

Enough entanglements, a few simple changes of clothes, customs clearance papers, customs clearance documents are not his name, and his travel is still a secret. (To be continued......)