Extra-text: Night Rain and Light Cold (2)

Night Rain and Light Cold (2)

I jumped off my horse, and the little man who was waiting at the door of the house came forward to lead the horse and serve me.

As soon as I stepped into the house, before I had time to catch my breath, a bright purple figure pounced into my arms like a homecoming milk swallow, bringing a warm breeze.

Then she raised her head, under the soft black hair, there was a smooth forehead and bright eyes, and the black eyes smiled like a pair of curved crescent moons, flashing with anticipation and surprise: "Daddy, you are back, my mother and I have been waiting for you for a full morning." ”

She is my daughter, she is fourteen years old this year, and she is like a bird flying in spring, and she never stops chirping.

I patted her on the shoulder, "How old are you, silly girl, you don't have the grace of a lady, if your mother sees it, she will have to complain again." ”

"If my mother complains, she won't complain about her daughter, she will only complain that Daddy is too busy with your work and doesn't come home all day. Her little mouth pursed and she spoke to me, a slight hint of complaint in her tone.

I couldn't help but pause as I clapped my hands.

In a trance, I have been married for fifteen years, and my wife is a gentle and docile woman, she behaves considerately, takes care of housework, is polite and righteous, and is extremely filial and respectful to her mother.

She is a good wife who qualifies.

We can almost call each other like guests. In the eyes of outsiders, and even in the eyes of family members, we are all husband and wife who are extremely lovingly matched.

It's just that. But I found myself often forgetting what she looked like.

In the second year of our marriage, she gave birth to a daughter for me, her mother named her Zi Mo, she liked this granddaughter very much, although her daughter-in-law did not give birth to a grandson for her to make her a little disappointed, but Zi Mo's well-behaved and clever made this little disappointment quickly dissipate.

I walked to the main hall with Zi Mo, and I saw her figure waiting there. She still had the same meek and tactful expression, and her demeanor was extremely virtuous. Just looking at the figure of my return, my eyes burst with joy that could not be concealed.

I suddenly felt a little sorry for her. She's worked hard to run the home all these years, especially when I'm away from the army. All I could give her was flashy things.

She stepped forward to take off my cloak for me, then brought just the right amount of warm tea, and asked softly: "Husband has worked hard all the way, has the matter in the army been resolved?" ”

"It's almost. I took a few sips of tea and casually asked, "Is there anything going on at home?" ”

"Shang Shu ordered Lord Ge to come to you. Say you want to discuss something. She said.

I put down the tea, and before I could ask a question, she had already said, "Master Ge has just arrived, and is now waiting for you in the study?" ”

I didn't change out of my uniform, and hurried towards the study.

My mother was the one who had the biggest influence on my childhood, and she was the one who decided the path of my life. But in those most critical days, the person who was by my side and showed me the way. But it was him, the old guard son of the year, and now Ge Chengming, the great Qi Shangshu.

The winter sun was rarely bright, reflecting the remnants of snow from the previous days, reflecting a brilliant silver light.

I opened the door to the study and saw one standing on the side of the bookshelf. He looked at a plum blossom in a vase.

In the most chaotic moment of the whole world, he stood by my side and showed me the quickest path. For me, he was not only a colleague who stood side by side with the DPRK and China, but also a close friend, and a mentor to me.

However, since he also became an official in the court, we have become a lot stranger to each other, at least, he has never set foot in my house again.

I know. He was there to avoid suspicion. After all. It is not a good thing that the seriously ill imperial generals have a close past with the civil servants who are in charge of the center.

Although the Queen Mother has absolute trust in him, he is more and more unable to be polite.

Today, fifteen years later. Why did he step into my house at this time?

The snow shined through the paper window, and the ground was pale, as if the snow had spread into the room, and in the snow, Mr. Ge's face was also a little pale and haggard.

"Sir. "I give a deep salute, the person in front of me, in my heart, will always be my most respected master, from Juyuguan to Laizhou, and then to the capital, it is he who taught me too many things.

"It's been almost sixteen years, and when I see this study again, there is still no change?" Mr. Ge said with a light sigh.

I looked up and took a closer look at my husband's face.

is still a dazzling, uninhibited Wei and Jin style, but inadvertently, the sideburns have a trace of white. It's like the frost of this winter, hanging on the eaves of the opulent house, making people feel the arrival of the cold.

Time flies so fast, it's been more than ten years in the blink of an eye.

"Over the years, Mr. has worked hard for the government. I couldn't help but blurt out with emotion.

"What's so hard about having to taste your wishes?" He looked at me with a slight smile and said.

I also laughed, Mr. was originally a person with great ambitions, and now being in this court is the place where he can rest assured to display his talents. How could I not be so? Having a confidant of the Lord and showing what he has learned, isn't it what the samurai in the world yearns for the most?

Before I could begin to ask what he meant, he had already spoken.

"Light Han? Over the years...... Do you have any news of Juyu Pass? He turned to look out the window at the snow and suddenly asked.

I looked up and looked at him in shock.

Why do you ask about him?!

Dusty memories of the past come flooding back to my heart.

Actually, this is the second time I've seen Mr. Ge in this study. And in both meetings, we talked about him.

The first time was the day after that chaotic night, in the day that determined the national lineage of the hundred years after the Great Qi.

I vividly remember the night of the shocking upheaval, the night when the fireworks and the prisoner sacrifice ceremony were carried out together, that is, the night when Emperor Cheng, Prince Yu and King Yan died at the same time.

At that time, I was accompanying countless civil and military generals in the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, waiting for the beginning of the prisoner sacrifice ceremony.

Yan Wang Ni Yuan's unexplained fainting was the beginning of that night that shocked everyone.

When the hundred officials were surprised and at a loss, Prince Yu, who went to the apse to look for Emperor Cheng, never returned, it is said that he sat in the side hall on the side of Emperor Cheng's bedroom, and finally died of weakness like Ni Yuan and vomiting blood.

What about the traces of Emperor Cheng?

Immediately afterwards came the news that Emperor Cheng had also died.

That night, almost the entire imperial court, the entire Great Qi, and the entire newborn world collapsed!

The three pillars of the Great Qi were sent into the palace at the same time, and the imperial physician and the courtiers hurriedly walked back and forth.

I can't remember exactly what I was busy that night, all I know is that it drove me crazy. After a busy day and a night, I barely managed to find time to get home with red and swollen eyes, because I was worried that my mother would remember.

In the dark of night, my mother was standing at the door of the room waiting for me, and she told me that Mr. Ge was already waiting for me in the study.

In the days when the Liao people occupied the city, it was Mr. Ge who ordered the forces of Donglailou to protect his mother's thoughtfulness until the day when the capital was recovered. The mother was full of respect and gratitude for the teacher who saved her life and guided her son's future.

As I approached the study, my pace began to slow down.

I pushed open the door of the study and saw Mr. Ge, dressed in a cloth suit, sitting leisurely at the table, fiddling with a chess game.

A certain lamp, who had been tormented by the flickering up and down of the monthly ticket list, struggled to climb up and shouted weakly

Monthly pass, monthly pass, ~~~~~~~~~~~

Is this month really destined to be an old 2?

Tear.........

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