Time passed slowly, and as time passed, Chang'an in June took off his winter clothes and came to the earth wearing a feather coat woven of flowers.

Lige is already familiar with Ling Jingyuan.

Ling Jingyuan likes this clear and simple child very much, and most importantly, this child loves his son wholeheartedly.

Xuanyuan Qi is still like that, bent on expanding his territory, regardless of the lives of the people.

"Little Ge'er, you say, how about we run a school?" Xuanyuan Jue took a bowl of sour plum soup and put it on the table where Lige was leaving.

"There are enough schools in the capital." Leave the song and put down the pen.

After two months of practice, her "handwriting" is already very good.

"Hmm...... Isn't it in the school, when the Master lectures with you, that you should be edified? Xuanyuan leaned over and kissed Lige's face.

"It's not in the capital...... Well...... "good what?" There are people starving in this capital, and it is even more difficult to see it when you go out.

"I knew it had to be a great idea!" When talking to Ah Zhi, Ah Zhi was also agreeing with him.

Well, poor Xuanyuan Jue still didn't notice Xuanyuan An's helpless little eyes.

"yes, yes." Praise him perfunctorily.

Xuanyuan's movements were very fast, and in about half a month, the school was completed.

However, no one sent the child for a long time.

Xuanyuan Jue was very puzzled: "Xiao Ge'er, they are next to the capital, how can they not understand how important it is to go to the academy?" ”

How could you not know? However, rich people send their children to the school in the capital, and if they don't have money, it is difficult for them to live, let alone send their children to school.

Obviously, Third Young Master Shen was born in Zhong Mingding's family, so naturally he didn't understand the hardships of life, and naturally he didn't understand why they didn't send their children to school.

"Maybe the family wants them to learn something else." At that time, Xuanyuan An was also sitting at the desk copying books.

I heard his sister-in-law say something like this.

Xuanyuan An looked up at his brother, who especially agreed with this sentence and kept nodding.

Xuanyuan An suddenly doubted whether his intuition was wrong, so he left the song's temperament...... It's a blessing not to be abducted.

"Ah Jue, I want to go outside the house to play." Leaving the song is like Xuanyuan being coquettish.

Xuanyuan An secretly thought in his heart, how could his brother promise you? He is actually very strict on weekdays, and he needs to finish his homework before he can go out.

"Good, good." But Xuanyuan An didn't expect Xuanyuan to agree without principle.

Xuanyuan'an's hand clenched again.

Isn't it fair? Naturally, it's fair, she's now her brother's wife, it's supposed to be like this, it's supposed to be like this.

"Is Ah Zhi going out?" After Xuanyuan finished appeasing Lige, he patted Xuanyuan An's head again and asked him gently.

You can't favor one over the other, and you can't make Ah Zhi feel that she doesn't love him anymore.

"No, I'm copying books." Xuanyuan didn't want to see his dear brother so close to others, he couldn't stand it.

"Stop copying books, let's go out for a walk." Lige smiled, his face was coquettish and clear.

But Xuanyuan An just felt that she shouldn't be like this, she always felt that she was hypocritical, but her love for her brother was so real......

"I'm not going, sister-in-law, you go with your brother, I want to eat the roast chicken of Zuixiangju." Xuanyuan An also smiled, the fine sunlight hit the young man's face, and the young man's immature face had a clear and warm smile, which was very pitiful.

This scene is imprinted in Lige's heart, many years later, when she is alone in the lonely night, she often thinks of the teenager and the laughter of the teenager, and regrets it, but she can't help it.

The boy who smiled at her was buried in the wind by her, and the smile of the year was gone.

"Okay, I'll come back and bring you the roast chicken from Zui Xiangju." She also smiled back, light and light, but unusually gentle.

"We're leaving." Xuanyuan Jue said, took Lige's hand, and walked out.

Sunshine mischievously ran behind them from Xuanyuan An's face, their shadows were stretched very long, like a pair of fairy couples, and they were about to return to the sky in the next second.

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Xuanyuan Jue and Lige left the prince's mansion in disguise - the ceremony that day was so grand that many people knew the prince.

They walked through the bustling streets, walking and walking without knowing where they had turned.

It is not as prosperous as the streets of Chang'an, but it is dark and dilapidated, dirty and silent.

The people there, like the environment there, were dark and hopeless.

The appearance of Xuanyuan Jue and Lige suddenly focused on a trace of helplessness and anger in the eyes of those numb people.

It's the kind of anger that is suppressed by strong resentment.

"It's ...... How could there be such a place in Chang'an? "Third Master Shen, the young master who came out of Jinling Mansion is naturally a noble person with golden branches and jade leaves, how can he see this meeting.

"I don't know." Lige's heart twitched, tingling, how I don't know! It was years of war that displaced them! It's that they think they will have a way to live when they get to Chang'an! But I don't want this Chang'an to be no longer the Chang'an of the past, this world is no longer a happy land, how to have a way to live! How is it!

"yes, how do you know?" This was what Xuanyuan saw from their eyes, and the despair that made his heart throb unconsciously.

"Save my son, ma'am!" Suddenly burst through the crowd, stopped a few steps away, and rushed away from the song and knelt.

"Madame, get up quickly." Looking at her cowering, you know that she must have let the servants of the "big family" beat her before.

"No, no, Madame, save my son, my son is only three years old, save my son, I can die for my son." A hand stretched out beside the woman and quietly pulled the woman, as if to say to the woman: Don't ask, they won't save it.

Why don't women know? But her husband died in the field, and when she fled, her eldest daughter and eldest son died one after another, and the second daughter finally arrived in the capital, in order to protect her and her younger brother, she also died. She was left with this thought, he had to live, and she was willing to give everything for her son, give it a try.

"I'll see." Lige stepped forward and took the child from the woman's hand, the child was so thin that he didn't even have the size of a two-year-old child, his eyes closed, and he was obviously in great pain.

Lige looked at it, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, this is her people, they are not what they are grinding, but she can't do anything now.

Why am I so weak! Lige mourned and thought, if she was a little stronger, a little stronger, they wouldn't have to suffer this kind of grievance.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take your son to the doctor." Her voice was choked, she didn't have to endure it, someone would help her.