Chapter Fifty-Eight: Letter from the Dovehouse
In Kyoto's East City, the lord of Shangfu went down to the court, brought back the [Langxia Meal], and ate and drank with the lady.
"This [Qingfeng Rice] is made with borneol powder, and it is served in a golden jar, and it is soaked in the ice pool until it is cool. Eating it in summer is the best way to cool off, and I thought you liked it, so I said that it was useless on my body, and it was better to keep it at home to eat. Shang Qing said dotingly to the lady.
"The old husband and wife, and they still learn from that little family, so they don't have to make people laugh." After speaking, he laughed a little.
"Talk about it! Because you are worried about the children, you have not been able to eat sweetly these days, so don't hide it from me. Shang Qing saw that his wife's face was haggard, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.
"What Lang Jun taught me is that the concubine has suffered it!" Mrs. Shang said as she scooped a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth.
"You can't be a fat man by eating in one bite, be careful, don't choke." Shang Qing said as he scooped a spoonful of ten spoons and brought them to her lips.
Ziyan's goosebumps fell to the ground, and Zifu's face was light.
Youying stepped forward from time to time, looking at the blending between the lord and the lady, and couldn't help blushing. It was easy for them to finish their meal, and motioned for Zifu to put down the cup and plate, and Wu Zi served two bowls of Juxiang drink.
Shang Qing had just taken a few sips when he saw Wen Dong walking forward.
"My lord, this is from the inner guard's pigeon house." Wen Dong handed over the letter and said carefully.
"I'm afraid it wasn't sent by Brother Chengwu." Shang Qing was puzzled, put down the Shouzhou yellow glaze circle foot bowl in his hand, and opened his mind.
"Lang Jun, but what's the matter?" Mrs. Shang said worriedly.
"What a coincidence!" Shang Qing exhaled deeply.
"Seeing Lang Jun so excited, but there is a happy event!" Mrs. Shang was quite puzzled.
"Brother Chengwu and Chen'er met in Shudi, and after a detailed discussion, they wanted to go to Nanzhao together to rescue Rui'er, and by the way, they helped to plan the secrets of the alliance Nanzhao. After the deed is completed, Yu Zi's family is reunited, and Yu Sheji has merit, isn't it a happy event? Shang Qingfen said, laughing heartily.
"Lang Jun, don't be in a hurry to be happy. It's not enough for a Rui'er to go to the battlefield, and then take Chen'er, in case there is a mistake......" Mrs. Shang's heart couldn't help but tighten.
Shang Qing immediately stopped, and made a gesture to cover her mouth, "My eldest lady, this time Ming'er is the odds." ”
He explained the details to her in detail, and at the end, he added, "If Mrs. Mu comes to the door, you only have to reveal the reason slightly, and you are not afraid that she will not follow." ”
"That's right, Amitabha, I'll hurry up and offer a sea lantern and light more lamp grass. Only bless the children in distress and turn evil into good fortune! After speaking, Mrs. Shang hurriedly went out to prepare.
Shang Qing asked Ziyan to finish the drink, and said with a smile: "I don't need to drink this Laoshzi from now on, bring me a bowl and add honey to the sand pond to drink." ”
He replied and stepped back with a smile.
In the territory of Nanzhao, under the five-color gauze tent, the military general Zhang Qiukoutu was reading the letter, his dark face highlighted the sharpening of his facial features, and the corners of his mouth were charming. He chattered with the meat wings under Shariwa's ribs, and said playfully: "Ten-year-old [Xiao Ah], thanks to him, he can find it, I think he has some ability, otherwise it will be cheaper than Tubo's dog legs!" ”
"The Turkish army will rarely smile, your revenge will be avenged?" Shariva first played with the [Jade Mandarin Duck] hanging around his neck, and then swayed his chest muscles, and did not stop for a moment, and her eyebrows were full of breasts.
"At the beginning of the battle of Jiannan and Xichuan, it was angry with my Nanzhao, and competed to kill the generals who participated in the war one by one to vent their anger. I changed my name to Koutu in order to fight with it forever! Koutu's eyes were bright, and he said word by word.
Shariva couldn't help but shudder, and the spring excitement that had just risen at the right time couldn't help but dissipate, and her body shrank slightly. Seeing that she was paralyzed, the majestic wind blew on the threshold, turned over and wrapped her in a group, the long night was long, but the sound was endless.