Yuan Yifeng's death was not unexpected by the people of the world, with Yu Han's always cold heart, anyone understands that Yuan Yifeng will be Yu Han's thorn in the back as long as he lives for a day, except that it will not be sooner or later. Soon, the news of Yuhan's killing of Yuan Yifeng and his three sons spread all over the world, and everyone was afraid of the superiors, but also deeply sympathized with Yuan Yifeng and the entire Yuan family whose descendants withered. But for half a year, there is no lineage. The original ancestor Taizong is in the sky, and it is sad to think about it!

Under the bloody suppression of thunder, Yu Han successfully held the power firmly in his hands, but the death of Yuan Yifeng played a role not only as a deterrent, but also somewhat dissatisfied with some upright people who had feelings for the old original. At a time when most people understand that they are fighting for innocence and disappear, there are still some people who are determined not to fear death to cry out for the Yuan clan and condemn Yuhan's rebellion and bloodthirstiness.

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die! Yu Han threw the edict scroll into Zheng Yi's arms, "Since these people are all looking forward to the old original, let them all go to the funeral!" This country will not tolerate the people of my jade family in the future! ”

Holding the edict scroll tremblingly, Zheng Yi said carefully: "Your Majesty, the Xi'an family in this city is the husband of Princess Qingcheng!" ”

In the second year after King Jinan's rebellion was pacified, the An family once again chose a good day and an auspicious day to hold a wedding for An Bingqian and Yu Ming, and Yu Han was named the princess of Qingcheng after he ascended the throne.

Yu Han's face changed abruptly, so frightened that Zheng Yi lowered his head deeply, secretly blamed himself for his speech, and the person above his head said impatiently: "Order her to return to the palace, otherwise she will be expelled from the royal family and be a concubine forever!" ”

"Yes, the minion obeys!" Zheng Yi hurriedly bowed, and only got up from the ground when the footsteps were getting farther away, remembering Yu Han's face just now and couldn't help but weaken. Counting the days, it has been half a month since the king of Zhongning was sentenced, but the eldest princess of Chongxi still lives in the palace of Zhongning, completely ignoring the emperor's will and leaving the will, and insists on keeping the festival for the king of Zhongning. When he mentioned Princess Qingcheng today, he wanted to remind the emperor to show mercy to the An family's subordinates, but he inadvertently touched the moldy horn and reminded him of the matter of the eldest princess Chongxi, and his anger rose. Zheng Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around and arranged for people to go out of the palace to pass the decree, his siblings and sisters are still like this, not to mention Princess Qingcheng? Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, this matter is his carelessness, and he should think twice about everything in the future.

As soon as the news of the rebellion and the destruction of the door spread, a number of important ministers led by Nanhou in the court rushed into the palace to intercede, but they were all rejected by Yu Han angrily, and even scolded several old ministers in the square at the main gate of the Dezhi Palace, and there was no hope of returning to heaven for a hundred years.

Three hundred and seventy-six people were killed in one night.

Qingcheng princess Yuming levied on the day of An's annihilation, openly resisted the decree and refused to return to the palace, denounced Yuhan for being cruel and unreasonable, and stopped Ma An Bingqian's body in the ancestral temple of the An family.

It's a pity that a generation of fierce red faces and Rongze were damaged, and only the shell was left after the loss of his beloved, and he was stripped of his title by Yuhan's decree and abolished as a concubine.

The long pavilion sent a light rain, I don't know whether it was the rain or tears blurred everyone's eyes, the oil paper umbrella covered the drizzle, but did not cover the rich dark clouds in Yuzijin's heart, half a month after she described a large circle of thinning, the goose egg face almost became a melon seed face, in the wet rain and tide wind, she watched the good relationship she had single-handedly promoted such a bitter fruit, such as a jade carving stiff and speechless.

The eye-catching coffin is wrapped in a thick black tarpaulin, and the square wood at hand forever seals the world-famous and graceful An Dagongzi, and the sincere young man in the middle of the palm bead garden Fuya will finally be buried in the earth and will never be born.

Yuming's filial piety clothes are like snow, not stained with dust, and even if the thin face is thickly wrapped around the forehead with gauze, there is still a red seeping out. She was godless in her eyes, the good time was silently buried in the lead, boundless sadness and despair emanated from her eyes, and the whole person was like a late autumn frozen chrysanthemum, with a death-like atmosphere.

Yu Miaoren held her waist and cried silently, she thought that she had found a good family for her sister, and in the past few years, she thought that her sister would always be happy with her lover like this, but why did she and Ze Luo try everything they could, at least hoping to leave An Bingqian's life, but they were wrong. The second brother has always been jealous of Nanhou Mansion's loyalty to the eldest brother, although the father-in-law is now a heavy minister from Long, his life is not as beautiful as it seems, and most of the ministers have not been able to save anything by interceding for the An family.

The rain became denser and denser, Yu Mingzheng half-lifted the beautiful face without powder, and the tears dried up the pupils turned into a layer of misty mist under the moisture of the smoke and rain, and she saluted the two sisters and brother Yu Lingmu who came to see them off, "Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye in the end, the second sister, the third sister, and the fourth brother will be sent here, I'm leaving, you take care!" ”

"Zheng'er," Yu Miaoren couldn't cry, and choked up: "The ancestral tomb of the An family is in Xianyang, and you are seriously injured and have not healed, why bother to run around with your brother-in-law's bones again, and stay in Xianyang and let your sister take care of you?" ”

"Yes, if you stay in Xianyang and your brothers and sisters take care of you, why bother to suffer from that detention trip?" Yuling stepped forward with a limp leg, her young face was apologetic and self-blaming, blaming herself for being useless, and she couldn't even say anything when she saw her sister suffering.

"No, third sister, fourth brother, he doesn't want to stay here." Sticking her palm to the coffin like touching a treasure, Yu Mingzheng's beautiful eyes gathered more water, and a drop of unbearable weight fell to her cheeks, drawing water marks on her pale and thin cheeks, and she remembered: "He once said that Canglang is his home, the hometown where he was really born and raised, and his mother, who he hasn't seen for many years, is waiting for him to come home." ”

The waves of Uozawa are a place of beauty. Many years ago, Lang, the most noble boy in the An family, was trapped in the tide and was rescued by a fisherman whose parents died. The two are quite talented and good-looking, and they have a lifelong love affair over time.

Many days later, the family came, and the young man was worried about Gao Tang and had no choice but to leave, and he promised to bring a bride price to welcome him after three months, and he married Ru Ming Media.

The fisherman's girl kept this promise and waited hard, after March passed, the beloved did not return, and in October, the child in the womb fell to the ground, and the young man still had no news, and she could only raise their children alone under the strange eyes and fingers of the villagers.

It wasn't until the fifth year, when she knew that she couldn't wait, sold her family's land and supplies, and took her children to Xianyang alone, and when she found the family with a large mansion and scattered houses, she learned that the person she was looking forward to returned home married a noble lady from a famous family, and had already left her a fisherman's daughter, let alone that they also had a son.

The young man is the son of the An family, the next generation of the head of the family who has been valued and cultivated since childhood, and the wife did not give birth to a son and a half daughter after five years of marriage, the head of the An family and his wife are anxious, and the wife from a famous family is also anxious. The head of the An family ordered someone to detain the child on the spot, this is the eldest son of the next generation of the An family, and he should recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors to stay in the An family, and the famous lady knows that her body cannot give birth, so she will not let the side room grow bigger in the future in order to have a child, and ask herself to raise this child, and allow him to be a son-in-law. Everyone made their own decisions that were most beneficial to them, and no one alone asked the opinion of the fisherman girl who had endured all the hardships to give birth to the child.

The poor do not compete with the rich, the people do not fight with the officials, and the fisherman girl has not read, so she still understands this truth. Besides, if the son can recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he will have a bright future in the future when he grows up in this scholarly family, which is much better than staying with her in the barren and poor land of Yuze.

It's just that it was the child she conceived and gave birth to in October, if he stays in the An family, will the An family have a place for her to stay by her son's side?

In the face of the noble and indifferent people, the fisherwoman did not find the answer she wanted, the person she thought she could entrust her life had buried her head deeply when she saw her wandering gaze, she did not see shame in his face, only a weak heart.

She sneered in her heart, laughing at her own youth and ignorance, laughing at her infatuation and mispayment, laughing at the disgusting and self-righteous noble faces of these scholars, laughing at the fact that the man was a man!

The streets were washed by the rain and she watched as the solemn gate closed behind her, leaving her mercilessly shut out.

Inside the door, her poor child was crying and screaming and running towards her, and the next family member and the famous lady dragged him back, she suddenly turned around and pushed open the door of the house, and rushed up to pick up her child, but was dragged out mercilessly by several family members.

The mother and son stretched out their hands to call each other from a few feet apart, and the delicate and young were finally blocked by the two ruthless doors.

Since then, the child has never seen his mother again, he writes to her every month, his mother is illiterate and he can only draw, and when he is ten years old, he is allowed to send the box of letters out of the door, he does not know what kind of mood his mother feels when she sees it, and every time he receives the cotton kudzu cloth that she sewed for him herself, his heart is ecstatic.

The An family treated him very well, and the famous lady gave him great hope, and invited him to teach and study the scriptures of the contemporary Confucian Five Lakes since he was a child, and he became the premier talented son of Xianyang City at a young age.

But in his heart, Xianyang is not his hometown, Anfu is not his home, his hometown is in Canglang, and his home is where his mother is.

This is the secret in his heart, no one understands it since he was a child, and he can only depict his wandering thoughts with a brush, until that year, the embroidered girl in the Quqi Pavilion in the Zhangzhu Garden knocked away the red dust hidden in his heart.

He painted a stroke of danqing, depicted the girl's eyebrows in detail, and ordered someone to send it to Canglang quickly, wanting to tell his mother that he had found the woman he loved, and when he got married, he would return home with the bride, and serve jade and new tea with her for her old man, but he could no longer get a response from his mother

Yue Zeluo was late with a team of carriages and horses, and he didn't have time to change into his court clothes just after the morning, and he didn't care about the muddy grass and stained clothes, so he jumped out of the carriage and ordered the team of people and horses behind him to follow Yu Ming on the road. He didn't care what Yu Han would think about what he did today, he wanted to see off his sister-in-law with great fanfare, and no one could care about it

Yu Mingzheng bowed his head to Yue Zeluo gratefully, how could she use so many materials alone, the second sister, the third sister and the fourth brother had prepared enough, and the brother-in-law was obviously deliberately angry with the second brother. Touching Yu Miaoren's bulging abdomen, it's okay, my sister is finally happy, isn't it? Brother-in-law's temperament will definitely not let her suffer anymore. It's a pity that she and Bingqian have been married for three years, and she hasn't given birth to a son and a half daughter for him

"Brother, sister, brother-in-law, I really should go, don't leave it at that!"

Yu Zijin clasped her hands and cried: "If you can, come back to Xianyang to see your brother and sister, your home is here, your relatives are here, we will always miss you." ”

Yu Ming shook his head solemnly, "Second sister, don't you hate here?" The struggle for power here has hurt Bingqian and harmed my life, and I don't want to come back in my life. Pity you still have to guard the undead here and torture them every day, if you can, you can go too! She looked back at the high city gate piled up with cold bricks and stones, "Don't come back here, the men of the Yu family compete for fame and fortune, and earn wealth and wealth for the daughters of the Yu family, but how many daughters of the Yu family are truly stable and worry-free happiness?" ”

Stepping into the carriage, Yu Mingzheng left this sad question and left.

The rain disrupted the fiery red pomegranate flowers, the gently scattered petals of red flowers withered the green grass, scattered outside the long pavilion in the wet rainy season, and the people and horses under the rain gradually drifted away, rushing around Lao Yan flew away in the direction they left, sending the child who had been away for many years all the way home, where there was his longing mother sleeping on the bank of the waves, waiting for her child to come home.