In the eleventh year of Kaiyuan, the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival

Since Princess Qing became a proton, King Qing's Mansion has never held a happy event.

The joy of the New Year and the festival is gone.

Fifteen-year-old Huaili, with a thirteen-year-old ring salute, appeared in the courtyard.

The two had just returned from a reunion dinner at their grandfather's house, and they saw their father in the courtyard, looking at the moon alone and sad.

"Is Daddy thinking about Mommy?" Huan Li asked.

"Hmm."

"I don't remember what my mother looks like."

It's been more than four years since that incident.

He and his younger brother grew up day by day, and they had more contact with things, so they knew why their mother was not there.

I came into contact with more things, saw more people, and forgot my mother's appearance.

"You come with me." Huaili took his brother away.

The two came to the study and said to the guard, "I'll go in and get the book." ”

"The study is a heavy place, don't mess around."

"Don't worry."

Huaili entered the study and lit the candles with an oil lamp.

The two walked inside, and Huaili pulled out a few paintings under a desk.

"What is this?"

"Mother."

Huaili opened the scroll, "This is what my father painted over the years." ”

"Are these these? That's a lot! ”

"It's just a part of it, and there's a lot of it hidden by my father."

He was the son of the family, and he was often taken to the study to listen to political affairs or participate in political discussions.

By chance, I learned about this desk, and I knew that the painting in the jar was a portrait of my mother.

Since that incident, my mother has been like a stone into the sea, without a trace.

No matter how I inquired, I couldn't find out about my mother and sister.

My father couldn't get rid of the grief in his heart, so he could only rely on calligraphy and painting. Tracing the portrait of the mother every day, this Danqing skill has increased a lot. ”

Huan Li looked at the person in the painting, "It's so beautiful!" ”

"Will I ever see my mother again?"

Huaili didn't dare to answer.

Her mother was treated as a proton and lived in Wei, but no one knew where she was, nor had they heard from her.

Even if it is a sister-in-law, there is no news of her mother.

Some people say that their mothers died and were killed by the Wei people.

Some people say that their mother-in-law remarried, entered the palace of Wei, and became the concubine of Emperor Wei.

There are different opinions, and no one knows where the mother is.

Whether the longevity sister is still alive.

"Brother, I miss my mother."

Huaili took the picture scroll in Huanli's hand, "Let's take the painting to pinch the clay figurine, pinch the mother out, so that we can meet the mother every day." ”

"Okay."

…………

The day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ministers went to court as usual.

Everyone is talking about how they were last night and how many new things they watched.

Or talk about the filial piety of the children in the family.

One of these people is special.

That's King Qing.

Since he came back from Longzhou, King Qing has had a cold face.

This hanging is a few years, and the world has forgotten what King Qing's smiling face is.

Some people will ask: Why doesn't King Qing laugh?

Someone replied like this: Did King Qing ever laugh?

Is it still worth laughing at a man who sends his wife out as a proton?

The drums and whips of the court sounded.

Xiao Jingxing was the first to step into the Yong'an Hall and walked in front.

In the sixth year of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, the emperor was seriously injured.

Han You's rebellion hurt the emperor's heart even more.

The emperor was frail and sickly and often bedridden.

The prince was young and ignorant and did not understand the world.

can only make King Qing the regent and be in charge of all the affairs of the court.

The emperor does not go to court, and King Qing is the court.

King Qing stood under the throne, and the father-in-law of the palm print shouted: "There is a book to play, and there is no book to retreat." ”

All big and small things are played to the regent, and it is right to play it in the court, and it is also right to play it in private.

It was not a particularly big deal, and the courtiers did not want to start the concert at the court meeting.

Is it bad to sit and talk?

If you have to find sin, stand and speak.

After the next dynasty, Xiao Jingxing handled government affairs in the side hall of Yong'an Palace.

If the emperor is in good spirits, he can still tell the emperor about the major events inside and outside the court these days.

There are no friends, no invitations, nothing to care about, Xiao Jingxing sits in the side hall for a day.

No matter how busy he is with political affairs, he will always come home on time and have dinner with the children.

…………

Huan Li took the noodle man and walked out of the shop.

I saw several women, riding by.

Among them were young girls and women, all dressed in strong suits.

Ride a horse steadily through the bustling streets of Kyoto.

"Whose ladies are these? Can women go out on horseback? ”

The shopkeeper bowed down and spoke, "These are not the ladies of any family, I heard that they came with the caravan and have been here for several days. ”

"I often see them traveling on horseback, regardless of what everyone says, they go their own way, and they are thick-skinned and bold."

Huan Li smiled, "I heard that my mother is also bold, if my mother is here, she must also go out on horseback." ”

"But no, if the princess is here, she must also go out on horseback."

Huan Li was not happy, "I'm just talking." If the mother is here, how can she ride out on horseback, and her own carriage is at her disposal. ”

The shopkeeper said, "When the princess was young, she rode on a donkey. A donkey who understands human speech, but he is angry. Later, he rode a green ox, and then a horse. ”

"The princess loves freedom the most, and she can go out on horseback."

"You talk more, I love to hear it." Huanli said with a smile.

The shopkeeper sighed melancholy, "If you want to talk about the princess, there are too many." It's getting dark today, and it's time for you to go back. I'll tell you about that another day. ”

"Okay. There is a reward. ”

"Thank you, little boy, for the reward."

The shopkeeper here is the villager of Dongquan Village, who went to Beijing with Princess Qing back then, and has opened a small shop on the streets of Kyoto by relying on Enlu over the years.

Thinking of Miss Su San in her memory, she sighed again.

only sighs and makes people.

Huanli sat in a carriage and looked at the people and things on the street.

"The little boy is back!"

"Well, is my dad back?"

"I'm back, I'm going back a little early today, I'm afraid I'm studying the eldest son's studies in the study."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Huan Li pinched the noodle man and ran to the study.

When I entered the study, I saw my brother writing, and my father discussed with some people.

When they saw him enter, they all stopped talking, and took their leave.

"Are you all done?" Huan Li asked.

"Back to the little boy, it's all over."

It's over, but seeing that the little boy is back, it's time to let the prince and father talk to him.

The matter at hand is not in a hurry, and I will come to the prince to discuss it in detail after dinner.

"Daddy."

"Ran out on the street?"

"Well, I went after school, no truancy." Huan Li walked over, "There are a lot more people on the street. ”

"Who are they?"

"Those who wear linen trousers, those who wear floral clothes, those who come from the north, and those who come from the south. When they saw many women, they rode out on horseback, and they spoke with reason. The strange thing is to buy something and say thank you to the owner's family. ”

"Thank you to the customers for patronizing, just say thank you. She bought something and said thank you, isn't this the customer upside down? ”

Xiao Jingxing was thoughtful.

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