Uncle Yang took Zihua back to the house and sat on the futon together, Zihua has been leaning on Uncle Yang, in his arms, he always feels at ease, it seems that he can withstand all the ups and downs, and he will never let her feel it.

The two have not spoken for a long time, Zihua knows, although the husband said that they can get out of the way, but who can know, although the husband is located in the three princes and four mansions, is a first-class minister in the court, but he has never interacted with any royal people except the emperor, including the current prince, the former prince, she knows that the husband is willing to give up his life because of the change, and he is unwilling to lose his own arrogance, he was willing to let the emperor repair the mansion is already because of her.

Zihua arched lightly in Uncle Yang's arms, and Uncle Yang came back from his contemplation, looking down at his wife, his face full of doting, as if the coming wind and rain had not been heard.

Zihua sat up, wiped her tears, and showed a somewhat far-fetched smile. Uncle Yang pulled her into his arms again, he knew Zihua best, the imperial brother died, and the eldest father was still hanging on the city gate, how sad her heart was.

But Zihua broke away from Uncle Yang's arms, she stretched out her hand to hold Uncle Yang's face, and whispered: "I sent someone to deliver the letter to you as soon as I received the news last night, but before you arrived last night, I knew that the letter must not have been delivered to you, and it should have been intercepted." Husband, what do you think we will do? ”

Although Zihua's smile seemed a little far-fetched, there was not much panic in her tone, as if she could handle everything.

Uncle Yang said: "I want to send you away, in case there is any mistake, I can also save our children, let me leave a little memory in this world." ”

Zihua shook his head, once Uncle Yang made a mistake, it must be a disaster of death, think about the Shang Jun of the Qin Dynasty, you will know that the fate of the important ministers who changed the law in ancient times is without exception, and the situation faced by Uncle Yang today is exactly the same as that of Shang Jun back then, even inferior to Shang Jun, at least at that time did not face the situation that the prince was unknown, and now the truth of the edict is to be discussed, although Uncle Yang will not argue about its authenticity, but this directly loses the opportunity, I am afraid that one step is slow.

"Husband, I won't leave, besides, today I have found that there are many more patrols outside the house, the patrols are fake, the surveillance is real, we can't leave."

Uncle Yang didn't pay attention to his surroundings all the way, and when he heard Zihua say this, he felt helpless in his heart, and he was full of enthusiasm to change the law for this dynasty, but he only got such an embarrassing situation now.

Uncle Yang didn't speak, just hugged Zihua again, gently and gently caressing her belly, as if he wanted to touch his child as soon as possible.

The sun slowly began to shine, although it was not hot.

Because of the haste of Xuanzong's death, the government did not have the slightest preparation, and now he has to be busy with the national funeral, and on the other hand, he has to be busy with the new monarch's enthronement, especially the new monarch's enthronement ceremony is not today, and there are only three or two hours away, and the palaces in the court and the central government have begun to be completely busy, as long as the officials who can be used are called into the palace, only Uncle Yang is still in the house, and no one has come to him to go to the palace to prepare for the new monarch's enthronement, and he himself did not go to the palace.

This is Uncle Yang, he doesn't want to have any personal affairs with the people in the palace, the emperor is the emperor, he is a courtier, and the courtiers should have their own boundaries, so that some people will say behind his back that he Uncle Yang is flattering and saintly, not by celebrities.

The sun rose to midheaven, Zihua wanted to cook some food for Uncle Yang by herself, but Uncle Yang grabbed her: "If you are happy, rest well, let them do these things." ”

Zihua did not object, and obediently leaned into Uncle Yang's arms again. Suddenly, Zihua sighed leisurely: "How many days like this will be in the future?" ”

Uncle Yang stroked Zihua's hand for a moment, he didn't know what to say, he just smiled bitterly: "I can do whatever the will of heaven is, everything I can do now is done, it is all up to the will of heaven, it is all up to the will of heaven!" ”

Neither of them suddenly knew what to say, and the room fell silent, surprisingly quiet, only the faint sound of breathing came and went. Uncle Yang rarely picked up the bamboo slips as soon as he entered the study and began to read, he closed his eyes, and the sunlight shone in from the door, sprinkling on the two of them, comfortable and peaceful.

Uncle Ying walked in with the food, and it was rare to see Mr. and Mrs. so leisurely, so he couldn't help grinning: "The meal is coming, come and eat!" "Uncle Ying doesn't know what's going on in the palace, and what happens in the palace doesn't seem to have much to do with him, it's all days when he dies, he just needs to deal with the trivial matters in this house.

Uncle Yang and Zihua sat up and slowly moved to the side of the case.

"Uncle Ying, help me call Yang Jin over, and add another pair of dishes and chopsticks." Uncle Yang said.

"Alright, sir, I'll call it!" Uncle Ying answered, turned around and walked out quickly, it was impossible for Yang Jin to go to the study to eat on weekdays, unless there was a special day, or Uncle Yang would call him if he felt something happy. The old housekeeper didn't think that today was a special day, so it must be a happy thing for Uncle Yang.

After a while, Yang Jin came in, the original thin child became much stronger, his skin was much darker, he was dressed in a linen robe, his hair was tied haphazardly, and he was practicing martial arts with the martial arts teacher Yang Jin had helped him find two years ago.

Uncle Yang was busy with the implementation of his new decree, but he hadn't seen him for a few days.

Yang Jin stepped into the door, clasped his fists and saluted, Uncle Yang glanced at it and said, "Sit down, a family, where are there so many courtesies, just know how to be polite when you go out, there are not so many vulgar manners in your own home." ”

Yang Jin smiled, touched the back of his head and sat next to him, and was about to reach out to give them food.

"I'll do this today." Uncle Yang spoke.

Yang Jin was stunned for a moment, what's the matter today, it was already very unusual to ask himself to come here to eat, but now Mr. even has to do this himself, what's wrong? He used to get up early every day, practice martial arts for a while, and then go to endorse, and then help the old housekeeper and the two maids do a little house affairs, and he also accompanied Uncle Ying to eat lunch, and after eating, he went to endorse, and then continued to practice martial arts, every day, never stopped. Mr. Today has disrupted all his plans.

Uncle Yang didn't know what Yang Jin was thinking, he grabbed the rice spoon and filled each person's bowl with some broth, and handed Yang Jin a piece of bread.

"Eat, eat."

Several people ate silently, and no one spoke. Yang Jin felt a little depressed, and asked, "Sir, how are you?" ”

"Oh hey, nothing. By the way, you've been following me for three years. ”

"Yes, it's been almost three years." Yang Jin nodded and replied, but he couldn't figure out why Mr. asked this.

Uncle Yang said: "It's been three years, it's been three years, it's really fast, I miss my mother, right?" If you have time, go and see, now that you have grown up, there has always been a 'man who has the power to steal his father', and your mother also wants to have a person who supports the elderly and sends him to the end of his life, so don't come back for the time being, and take this time to travel, it is also good for you, come to the house in three years, and you may be able to help me at that time. ”

Yang Jin put down the dishes and chopsticks and lightly buckled his head: "Sir, I want to follow you all the time." ”

"Follow me? I can teach you only a little bit, the world is knowledgeable, how can you know if you don't go out for a walk, remember that those sages and great powers are all a little knowledgeable when they travel the world. Go, if you can study wholeheartedly, the future is limitless, Master Confucius said, 'Threesome, there must be my teacher', go ahead, go. Go to Uncle Ying and get some coils and buy some things for your mother. ”

Yang Jin gently wiped the corners of his moist eyes, turned around and walked out of the door silently. Uncle Yang looked at his back, and his heart was also a little reluctant, this child was smart and clever, and he had been serving him carefully, so he left suddenly, and this house was going to be a lot more deserted.

Zihua stretched out his hand and grabbed Uncle Yang, wanting to give him some comfort, people are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?

Uncle Yang came back to his senses, Zihua was just about to ask something, only to hear Uncle Yang say: "I give him three years, I think three years will probably be smooth, if everything goes well, we will leave the court, then simply let him not know, if there is any accident, there is no need to implicate him, after all, in detail, he has little to do with me, if because of me, and take an extra life in vain, it is a big sin." ”

Zihua nodded, although the two of them have not been together for a long time, only four months, but the two have already had a tacit understanding, Uncle Yang knows what Zihua wants to ask, Zihua also knows Uncle Yang's thoughts, everything seems to be a very ordinary thing.

Before the time was approaching, Uncle Yang put on his court clothes, and Zihua helped him smooth out the folds on his back.

Uncle Yang went out and saw Pu Xianyu already waiting outside the door as before. Uncle Yang looked at Pu Xianyu, shook his head helplessly, walked over, Pu Xianyu helped Uncle Yang get into the car and walked towards the palace gate.