Chapter 83: Goodbye to Mingyue Temple
A small mountain village in the north of Huaxia is isolated from the world on weekdays, and a heavy snowfall closed the road a few days ago, and no one visited it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Even if it is close to the end of the year, the small mountain village is also very deserted, most of the young and middle-aged people work outside, there are only some old people and children in the village, and they can come back for the New Year later, and there are many who do not plan to come back, the round-trip fare, plus the delayed working hours, so that many people choose to go home after the festival to get together, or wait for the next year.
Therefore, Sun Wenwen is actually the youngest adult in the whole village, although there is nothing to do in winter, but at this point in time she has already gotten up and ran around the whole village ten times, there is only a line of black paths on the white snow that she has repeatedly stepped on, she returned to an old house at the end of the village, which looks half-new and half-old, it has just been repaired, and she pulled out some firewood from the yard and prepared to go into the kitchen to make breakfast, but as soon as she entered, she saw an old man sitting on a small bench, and some difficulty stuffing wood into itγ
"Grandma, why are you up. Sun Wenwen walked up quickly, trying to help the old man up, and at the same time said, "Go back to the house and lie down for a while, I'll burn it." β
But the old woman waved her hand and said, "It's all right, let me come." Xiaowen, you can rest too. β
"I don't have to rest. Sun Wenwen said, standing aside, a little stubborn.
The old man continued to nag: "You have not had a good time all these years, and our old grandson family owes you." These days, you are not very happy at home, if you still need to go there, grandma is old, but there is no problem in taking care of herself. Also, it's not grandma nagging, at your age, you should find a man, live a down-to-earth life, don't be so angry, when you're old, you know how difficult it is to be alone......"
Grandma said as she added firewood to it with her hands and feet, and after a while the fire was lit, she got up again and took a potholed iron basin, and went inside to get rice for cooking. It's more comfortable to live alone, just let me stay with you for a few years. β
Saying that Grandma Sun stood on tiptoe to the depths of the rice cabinet to scoop rice, Sun Wenwen couldn't look at it on the side, took the things in Grandma Sun's hand, leaned out from the side, Grandma Sun watched from the side, sighed and said: "Alas, grandma doesn't want to drive you away, grandma is worried that after you, how can there be a woman who lives her own life......"
Sun Wenwen scooped the rice out, straightened his clothes, walked directly to the sink and turned on the tap water to wash, and replied a little stiffly: "What woman is not a woman, there is nothing that cannot be lived." β
Grandma Sun was behind watching Sun Wenwen's busy back, her two rough hands wiped her clothes, sighed deeply, and didn't say anything, this girl who she had been distressed for a few years when she was a child was very different, and they couldn't understand the thinking of the older generation.
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After another day with Huangfu Yun, Xu Song returned to the post house, and a pale cyan paper was placed on the table, he picked it up and looked at it, it turned out to be the one who had a good impression of him at the palace poetry meeting before, and wrote the sad sentence "Xu is once a farewell", and he appointed the fourth miss of the Gu family who became the leader of the poetry club.
Xu Shi, the entourage who followed him in, saw the light in his eyes, and when he was about to go out, he stepped forward and bowed and said, "Your Highness, there is a sentence that the old slave doesn't know whether to say it or not......
But as soon as he said this, Xu Song knew what he was going to talk about next, and his heart was bored for some reason, he casually threw the paper back on the table, turned around and walked to the bed, and replied, "You don't have to say it, I know." Go down, I'm going to rest. β
"Yes, the old slave won't talk much, Your Highness have a good rest. The attendant, who looked quite old, bowed back and closed the door very considerately.
Xu Song habitually threw himself on the bed, but he didn't feel the familiar softness, but his whole back hit the hard bed board very uncomfortable, "I'll go." He scolded to himself, then sat up, a little puzzled where his habit and the mantra of "I'll go" came from, and after thinking about it, the memory in his mind was still a mess, and the various styles of pictures could not be put together.
After thinking for a while, he didn't have a clue, Xu Song's heart became even more depressed, the previous entourage - called Xiao Shouyi, was actually sent by his mother to keep an eye on him, his identity as the fourth prince sounded beautiful, but in fact, it was nothing more than that, his father was still in the prime of life, plus he had nine sons, and his mother's background was not very good, relying on his son was just a concubine from the second grade, plus now it can be said that he is old and decrepit, and there is only a little affection left with the emperor's father.
And he himself is Wen Taowu is not brilliant in everything, no matter how he counts that seat, it is not his turn to sit on the ass, so his mother is a little anxious, this time just in time for the opportunity to envoy to the Liuyue Kingdom, so she did everything possible to ask for it, hoping to find a strong in-law in the Liuyue Kingdom.
But even though he said that, the magnates of the Liuyue Kingdom are not stupid, even if the transportation was inconvenient in ancient times, now he is eighteen years old, can he not know what kind of character he is?
Thinking about everything is a bunch of troubles, Xu Song took off his coat and untied his hair, and lay down on the bed to sleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the cold eyes of that person appeared in his mind, which seemed to be somewhat familiar.
"The pear is full of white nights, and my daughter asks who is sorry? How could a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl write such old-fashioned verses? Where is the age of vigor that she will lose sleep when she sees a falling flower, and whose pity does her mind want, and who easily turns parting into goodbye with her?
Gu Mingxuan.
It's just the concubine of the general's family who is getting worse, their family reputation is not good and there is no queen, and the old general is a martial artist who can't run it, if you marry her back, not only will the mother concubine be furious, but also cause trouble, right?
But the covenant of Mingyue Temple...... The time mentioned above is three days later, a little anxious, Xu Song thought about it, I don't know why there is a feeling that he has to go, something very important will happen, as for Xiao Shouyi, why don't you talk to the eldest prince of Liuyue Kingdom who has been accompanying him tomorrow when he is not paying attention? And this eldest prince, why did he spend so much thought on his waste? It is really incomprehensible. (To be continued.) )