Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Lights Are Like Beans

"Brother Jing, just let them go like this?" Guan Shicong was a little unhappy.

"Didn't my mother say last night, we are all grown up, so don't make trouble like children anymore." Jing Ge said with a smile.

"It's just, you have to be mature." Meng Lun agreed.

"Brother Jing, I haven't seen you for three years, and today our brothers are reunited." Wei Zijie stepped forward to give Jing Ge a bear hug.

"Yes, long time no see, thank you for secretly sending someone to guard." Jing Ge said gratefully.

"Thank you? Brother, you say thank you to me? Wei Zijie punched Jing Ge hard.

"Haha, just when I just let out a fart." Jing Ge smiled heartily, he was really happy, he could have a few brothers who were so good, and the previous episode did not affect his mood at all.

"By the way, can you give me a copy of the information of the hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China and some influential figures?" The Wei family has been in business for generations, and they must have a strong and independent intelligence network that collects a lot of secret information. After Jing Ge saw Wei Zijie, he unceremoniously asked for what he needed.

"What do you want that kind of thing for? This kind of thing is quite valued by the old man in the family, and he is not allowed to spread it. Wei Zijie asked casually, and without waiting for Jing Ge to answer, he instructed his henchmen, "Go to the secret vault and quietly print a copy and send it to the Guogong Mansion." ”

"Today, all the guests of Mei Xiang Lou are free of charge to celebrate my brother's return." Wei Zijie said loudly.

The guests cheered, and the maids quickly cleared up the mess of the fight.

Wei Zijie rushed to the top floor with Jing Ge and the others to their private room. The corners of Jing Ge's eyes were slightly moist, and his heart was moved.

After living in another place for 18 years, how many relatives and friends do you really care about? Not a single one. Therefore, he has no nostalgia for that side, but now, it seems that he has returned to his home after a long absence.

Here, he could feel the unreserved kindness of the people around him, and their emotions were so real that they couldn't hide it, without the slightest pretentiousness. The dusty memories began to awaken, and he slowly remembered the bits and pieces of growing up with them.

The person in this room, the figure waiting in the Guogong Mansion, the arrogant woman in white...... Each one is worth cherishing and guarding with life. At this moment, he clearly knew that he could no longer be separated from these people in this life, he was not an abrupt visitor, but he belonged here.

"Come on, come on, let's not get drunk tonight, let's have a good drink." Wei Zijie raised his glass and said.

"If you're drunk, you won't return, hey, hey." Guan Shicong raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a lewd smile, "I knew that Xiaosi was a chick at a glance, let him pick it first tonight." ”

"No, no, I'll go back later, if my father knows, he will have to beat me with hundreds of canes." Yang Bang blushed and refused.

"Hey, what are you afraid of, if we don't say it, how will your father know? Take a look at these number one Oiran, all of them are the best of the best. They admire General Yang very much. It's all up to you, except for the last one, which is reserved for Brother Jing. Guan Shicong spread out the album and pushed it in front of him.

"Leave it for me?" Jing Ge asked in surprise.

"That is, when she first came three years ago, you fell in love with her at a glance and said that you wanted to marry her back as a concubine. Later, when you left the imperial capital, I raised her as a sister-in-law and made sure that no one touched her. Wei Zijie pointed to the courtyard behind Meixianglou and said, "People have been waiting for you for three years, you have to treat people well tonight, don't be so rude, just in that courtyard, hehehe." ”

I see, I asked for it three years ago. Jing Ge nodded, but what came to mind was the white-clothed shadow.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned unconsciously, and every time he thought of her smile, his heart would always become calm, and a faint smile would unconsciously appear.

I've been around for a month, so why bother to mess with flowers and grass again!

Wei Zijie looked at him and smiled, only saying that he remembered the events of the year, and how did he know that he was thinking of another woman.

"Okay, got it." Jing Ge replied casually, unable to bear to sweep away their interest, and did not look at the album.

"Brother Jing, you have worked hard in the past three years, and this cup will wash the dust for you." Meng Lun touched his glass.

"Have you ever encountered any interesting things?" Guan Shicong asked.

"Well, it's funny, on the way back, I met one or two interesting women." Jing Ge told them some things about the road and Shangguan Junyue.

A few people raised their glasses, drank heartily, and talked about everything until the moon was full in the middle of the night.

The four of them staggered to the independent courtyard behind Meixiang Building with the support of the maidservant, Jing Ge stood up and waved away the maid who was about to come forward. Standing on the railing with his negative hand, he glanced at the courtyard that Wei Zijie pointed to earlier.

Under the moonlight, a bush of plantain can be vaguely seen waving in the wind. On the window of the courtyard house, a slender figure was projected. Far and near, as if pacing back and forth nervously.

Jing Ge thought about the restless appearance of the woman she had never met, and now she should be very nervous. The corners of Jing Ge's mouth curved slightly. Walked downstairs, got out of Meixiang Building, and found his way back to the Gongfu.

At the end of the night, Jing Ge returned to the door of the Guogong Mansion, glanced back with a smile, and Qianxue in the shadow playfully stuck out her tongue and walked quickly to him. He knew that Qianxue had been secretly guarding him.

To his surprise, the door of the mansion was still open, and there were lights in the hall.

Jing Ge walked in, only to see Jing Mu, who was sitting in the hall with her eyes closed, open her eyes and said happily: "You're back!" I thought you wouldn't be back tonight. ”

"Mother hasn't slept so late, who are you waiting for with the door open?" Jing Ge stepped forward to help Jing's mother.

"Who else can wait, naturally waiting for you." Jingmu replied.

"But don't you think I'm not coming back tonight?" Presumably, when he went out with Wei Zijie and them in the past, he didn't go home at night, and immediately said strangely.

"I think so, but if you come back, someone has to open the door for you. Is it difficult for you to climb the wall in the dark and come in, what if you bump into it? Jing Mu rubbed the back of his hand and said.

"Your Highness, in the past, when you went out, Madame would always wait here in person, refusing to go back to the room to sleep." Qianxue couldn't help but say.

Jing Ge heard that his nose was sore, and his eyes were slightly moist, and he was extremely moved. The Guogong Mansion is not without people opening the door, but Jingmu still has to wait here in person.

How worried she would be when her father was away on a war and when she didn't return. No matter what ridiculous things her son did outside, her love never diminished, nor did she get a trace of impatience.

When you are wandering outside, there are always people who worry about you and worry about whether everything is okay with you. She doesn't necessarily care how high you can fly, but she definitely hopes that you can return safely.

No matter when you get home, there is always someone to guide you and open the door. Even if it's late at night, what's the matter?

"Mouthy." Jingmu scolded Qianxue softly.

"Children never go home easily." Jing Ge sniffed and said seriously.

"Silly boy, a good man is ambitious, what does it matter if he doesn't go home or not. Just do what you have to do and don't have to worry about your family. Jing's mother looked at him and admonished: "Don't be distracted by me, be like your father, be a man who stands up to the sky." ”

"The child knows that the mother rests early." Jing Ge sent Jing Mu back to her room to rest.

The next day, Jing Ge woke up at noon, and when he came to the hall after washing, Jing Mu had already gotten up.

"Your Highness, this is the osmanthus cake that Madame made for you, she went out." Qianxue came up with a plate, "Presumably Your Highness hasn't eaten it for three years, you must miss it very much, this taste, only Madame can make it." ”

Jing Ge looked at a few pastries on the plate, golden and clear, exuding a faint aroma of osmanthus flowers. Twist a piece and put it in your mouth, and it will melt quickly, leaving a fragrance on your lips.

"It's delicious." Jing Ge picked up a piece casually and stuffed it into Qianxue's mouth, "Is there a copper plate, give me a few, and the rest of these osmanthus cakes will also help me wrap them." ”

Qianxue was slightly distracted, when he stuffed pastries into his mouth, it was so natural, it really seemed to regard him as a friend.

The process of making this kind of osmanthus cake is extremely complicated, only the lady will make it, and I heard that Emperor Qin personally came to the house in order to taste this pastry.

"Okay." Qianxue wrapped the pastry in paper as fast as she could, and then brought a bag of copper plates.

"You don't have to follow me today, don't worry, I'll protect myself." Jing Ge took the things, took two steps, turned around and commanded.

"Oh, got it." Qianxue answered.