Chapter 142: The Youth's Heart Is Full of Sorrow The feelings of a girl are always poetry
After the emperor got up and left, the rest of the guests dispersed, and the queen sent a few elders, and then left the table, and handed over the scene to the palace people to clean up.
Mingyu called Li Yulin to go together, "Are you going back with me, or are you going back to your own house?" ”
Li Yulin lived in his grandfather's Weiguo Mansion all the year round, and Wei Guogong and his wife treated him like a grandson, but two years ago, the wife of Weiguo Mansion died of illness, and Wei Guogong's health was not very good, but he refused to let the knight to his son, the son was mediocre and had no merit, if the lord was definitely going to be demoted, the Weiguo Mansion could not become the first of the four major dukes to be demoted to the prince.
Li Yulin knows the hardships of his grandfather's family, and he and Mingyu have also been working hard, one from literature and the other from martial arts, wanting to support the door of the Guogong Mansion.
"I'll go home and come to pay New Year's greetings the day after tomorrow."
Although his grandfather and uncle treated him very well, as he grew older, his mind became more and more sensitive.
Ming Yu nodded, and Mrs. Wei Guogong came to call him again, but he still refused.
"Then I'll say hello to Mrs. Zhang, can you go back with their family? It's getting late, and I'm not worried about you going alone. ”
Mingyu's mother is a very virtuous woman, Li Yulin also likes her very much, she grew up in the Guogong Mansion, and her aunt gave him a better impression than his biological mother.
"Aunt don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, I'm not afraid of someone to follow."
Mrs. Shizi knew that he had always had a big idea, and she was not good at forcing him, "Then you must pay attention to safety, don't stay on the road, I will give two nursing homes to follow you." ”
Compared with other people's families, Li Yulin's return journey is a little declining, he did not play the performance of today's night banquet, the performances on this occasion are all for fame, he doesn't want to show his edge at this time, his battlefield is not here.
The emperor seems to love generals more, and several children of the family who are performing martial arts today have won his praise, but a few young talents who write poems and paintings have a faint expression, and the performance of these people is really not outstanding, if he is replaced, it will be different.
But neither he nor Lin Rui played, but the emperor didn't mention them, but Jiang Jun didn't play, so the emperor asked: "Why didn't Shen Xing play today?" I know what you are capable of. ”
Prudence is Jiang Jun's word, his father said that he was not improper, he should be cautious in his words and deeds, so he took this word for him, he didn't like this word at all, the eldest brother is called Hongyuan, why should he be called Shenxing!
Although Jiang Jun was suppressed by his father and brother and was not allowed to be in the limelight, the emperor deliberately mentioned him, which showed that he was highly affirmed, he stood up and excused himself: "Yesterday I injured my back by studying martial arts with my eldest brother at home. ”
The emperor stroked his beard and smiled: "In the future, there will be many opportunities, young people, and there will be times when you shine." ”
Jiang Jun bowed and sat down, turned his head and saw his father and brother's sharp eyes again, two old-fashioned.
Thinking of the situation at tonight's banquet, Li Yulin seemed to have been splashed by oil stars, not to mention that it hurt much, but it was not comfortable, when the county lord of Roujia was about to discuss his relatives, the emperor made it clear that he preferred the children of military generals, did he want to give the county lord to Jiang Jun? Jiang Jun's amorous temperament, a bunch of good sisters, if the county lord marries him, it will be enough to have a headache to deal with these warblers and Yanyan, can't the emperor see it?
Hate only hates that he is still young, although he is also famous now, but the next rejuvenation will not be until two years later, when she will be married to someone else, and he is now just a lonely and unknown son of the Bofu, what to do to ask the emperor for marriage.
Li Yulin returned to the house with a depressed mood, and after returning to the house, he heard that his mother and eldest brother had fallen asleep, and the cold pot was cold, where this was like a home, and no one knew that he died outside.
These days are sunny, the moonlight is very good at night, but the snow on the ground has not melted, Jing'er stands by the window and looks at the plum forest outside, the snow and red plum are bright and the moon is breezy, this is the wind and snow moon, it is indeed beautiful.
The little palace maid Nuomi took a fox fur cloak to put on her, listened to what she was chanting in her mouth, and answered honestly: "How is this a breeze?" It's a cold wind, the county lord is about to go to bed and lie down, don't freeze. ”
Jing'er shook her head and chuckled, the little girl didn't know what to worry about, and she was very happy in a daze.
A cold wind hit the house, blowing the jade wind chimes on the beams jingling, Nuomi said that she went to move a ladder, took off the bell, and jingled to make noise about how people sleep?
Jing'er stopped her: "You just close the doors and windows, it won't make a sound if there is no wind, and it has been hanging on the beam for a few years, and I don't feel comfortable picking it up." ”
Xinhe walked in, and when she saw that the glutinous rice was messy again, she said a few words to her with a tiger face, "Is the clothes that the county lord is going to wear this morning ironed?" What are you doing here? ”
Glutinous rice shrunk his head, and the quail generally didn't dare to look up at people, and weakly refuted two sentences: "The county lord's clothes are all new, and the clothes bureau will send them very flat, so there is no need to be hot anymore." "Good new clothes, wash and iron them first, and they are two points old before they are worn, and when she is at home, she buys new clothes and immediately puts them on her body, and she wants to get this new breath.
Xinhe crossed her waist and scolded her: "Lazy girl, you know every day to get in front of the master, let you do something serious and push three or four, how many people's hands have this clothes passed in the Shangyi Bureau, the things that the master uses closely, you don't personally wash and take care of it, rest assured that the master will go up?" ”
Nuomi responded aggrievedly: "I'll go." ”
Jing'er stopped her, "Glutinous rice will keep vigil for me tonight, Xinhe, what's the matter with you?" It's okay to go and iron my clothes, smoke them, and hang them up in my room. ”
Xinhe Liu's eyebrows were upside down, she couldn't believe that the master actually protected the glutinous rice to her face? She has followed her master since she was a toddler, how long has glutinous rice been here, and the master has not cared about it at all?
Jing'er frowned: "What kind of face are you?" Show me? ”
Xinhe immediately restrained her emotions, lowered her eyebrows and said that she didn't dare, and retreated to do what Jing'er told her to do.
Jing'er kept vigil in Kunyi Palace, waited for the bell to ring, and came back after paying a New Year's greeting to her father and mother, the master did not come back, where did the palace people dare to rest, and now Jing'er has rested, and others can also rest, and when she first saw that the lights in the Xinhe house next door were still on, she knocked on her window and asked her what she was busy with so late?
Xinhe opened the window, and his face, which was no longer tender, was full of anger, adding a bit of meanness.
"Iron the county lord's clothes!"
"Why do you want you to burn? Which little palace person can't be sent? "They are veterans in Huancuiju, and the people in the small palace are casually called, and they are only responsible for following the master to hand a handkerchief and serve a tea.
"Which little palace person do I dare to send? We are old, how can we compare to those young girls to please the master. ”
She and Xinhe have passed the age of leaving the palace, they have been with the master for more than ten years, and they plan to be with her for the rest of their lives, but in the end, they have not left, and the master has disliked them.
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