At this moment, Huo Guang had already forgiven Huo Xian and Huo Yu.

For their sake, Huo Guang couldn't just let go of the court.

Huo Guang hugged Huo Xian like this, letting the softness of the other party's body lean on his body.

At this moment, Huo Guang didn't look like a general in the Han Dynasty at all, but more like a chic and happy young man in Wuling.

Huo Guang doted on Huo Xian, one of the reasons was that Huo Xian always reminded him of many free and easy and Meng Lang when he was young.

Hugging Huo Xian's soft and slender waist, Huo Guang remembered his rough behavior towards Huo Xian a few days ago.

Inevitably, there is some guilt - a husband's guilt for his wife.

For decades, Huo Guang and Huo Xian have been the two pillars of the Huo family, and without Huo Xian's virtuous help, the Huo family may not be as prosperous and beautiful as it is now.

Not to mention anything else, the families that those daughters married were all carefully selected by Huo Xian one by one.

This is not only to find a good home for several daughters, but also to contribute to the Huo family, and find many young talents to help.

Huo Xianzhi is to the Huo family, just like Huo Guangzhi is to the Han.

This year, from the beginning of the filial piety of the Son of Heaven, Huo Guang devoted himself to the court, and actually snubbed Huo Xian for a long time.

The husband and wife have not been so harmonious for a long time.

"Madam, recently, the government has been busy, and the old man has a lot of things to deal with, but he has snubbed Madame, Madame didn't complain about the old man, right?" Huo Guang asked guiltily.

"The husband is the pillar of the Han Dynasty, and he is busy all day long for the people of the world, and the concubine does not dare to complain." Huo Xian spoke as softly as a girl at this moment.

Huo Guang nodded, Huo Xian can be so knowledgeable, and he is also different from ordinary women.

"If the old man remembers correctly, in three days, it will be Madame's birthday, right?" Huo Guang asked.

"Hmph, the poor husband can still remember this matter, and the concubine still thinks that the husband has forgotten?" Huo Xian pushed Huo Guang away and pretended to be angry.

Huo Guang hurriedly coaxed, and then hugged Huo Xian in his arms.

"Madame, don't be angry, didn't your husband remember it, where would he forget?" Huo Guang said with some flattery.

"What's the use of just remembering, can you still live this birthday with such a field like this year?"

Huo Xian grasped the scale of anger very well, which could not only increase the pleasure of the boudoir, but also not too much to annoy Huo Guang.

"What's going on this year, why can't you celebrate this birthday?" Huo Guang asked with some annoyance.

"Yu'er is going out with the army to Mobei at the moment, so how can the concubine live this birthday with peace of mind; Moreover, the county officials are attacking the Huo family, and the people in the whole government are panicking......"

"Madame, that's not right!" Huo Guangqiang waved his hand, interrupting Huo Xian's complaints.

"Although Yu'er is not in Chang'an, Xijun and Zhaojun are all in Chang'an City, maybe they haven't come to the house for a long time to get together, and the old man misses those grandsons a little."

"As for the county official, he seems to have three points of respect for the old man, so the more people are panicked, the more they should be the same as usual, so as not to be suspicious of the villain."

Huo Xian struggled to sit up straight, his eyes were a little excited, this was like what the original general said-Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and his face did not change.

Looking at Huo Guang's heroic appearance, Huo Xian's heart actually had some ripples.

"What does that husband mean, this birthday will be done as in previous years?" Huo Xian asked tentatively.

"Well, the army is out on the march, and Chang'an City is in turmoil, so it is naturally not appropriate to do a big deal......

"But it's also a good thing to invite your family to your home and have a good time together." Huo Guang made a decision immediately.

"The concubine understands, the concubine must have arranged this matter properly."

"Okay, Madame, don't worry, old man."

Huo Guang said that, and took Huo Xian into his arms again...... The lights and shadows are shaking, and a house of spring light cannot be said......

……

Soon, the news that Huo Xian's birthday was to be celebrated as in previous years spread in the back house of the General's Mansion.

Speaking of which, this is Huo Xian's birthday, but it is a family banquet for the Huo family's closest relatives to get together, which is naturally very important.

Huo Xian commanded in the center, and a group of retainers and slaves were helping left and right, and the preparations were in full swing.

This is a happy event for Huo Xian and the Huo family, but it is a disaster for those low-level slaves and maids with humble status.

If you make a mistake, you will be scolded at least and whipped at worst......

Intermittent cries came from the remote and dilapidated courtyards of the back house from time to time, but few people paid attention.

……

On this day, in the side courtyard of the middle mansion, Huo Chengjun was reading under the window of his bedroom—a newly printed volume of "The Analects" in his hand.

Since being elected as the queen, Huo Chengjun's life has become more and more difficult day by day.

Originally, I could go out a few times a month to go out or get together with those sisters who had been friends since childhood.

But since she was elected queen, she has never left the back house for half a step.

As a result, Huo Chengjun was completely confined to this small courtyard and became a canary in a cage.

In the past, some slaves and maids played with themselves, but now under Huo Xian's intimidation, these slaves and maids who are familiar with each other dare not fight with Huo Chengjun.

In this boring and lonely life, reading has become the only way for Huo Chengjun to pass the time.

The book of "Analects" in his hand was specially sent by the Son of Heaven in the past few days - if it wasn't sent by the Son of Heaven, I'm afraid Huo Xian wouldn't let him read it.

In her mother's heart, a woman is favored not by knowledge, but by her wrist.

Huo Chengjun has read "The Analects" many times since he was a child, but the "Analects" printed on paper is the first time he has seen it.

It is lighter and thinner than bamboo, and your fingers will not be scratched when you turn the page, and the handwriting is exceptionally clear, and it even exudes a vague scent of paper and ink.

Such a delicate book is placed there, and you don't need to open it, just looking at it will feel pleasant.

Moreover, the Analects of the Analects is not only novel and unique in form, but also different in content from the Analects seen in the past, and the annotations sandwiched in the text are more detailed and rich.

In short, such a book is a good thing to spend time.

I heard that this rice paper and book were made by the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven really has a seven-trick exquisite heart.

Thinking of this, Huo Chengjun was a little hot, so he put the book on the desk, put his hands on his cheeks, and looked at the outside world through the window lattice.

The last time I saw the Son of Heaven was a month or two ago.

On that day, the Son of Heaven suddenly visited the Great General's Mansion, as if to release a person from the county prison for his mother.

It's a pity that she came and went in a hurry, and there were many others, although she wanted to stay with the Son of Heaven for a while, but she couldn't say a few words.

From the moment he was elected as the queen, Huo Chengjun had never spoken to the Son of Heaven alone.

In the eyes of others, the Son of Heaven is a distant and majestic title, but in the eyes of Huo Chengjun, he is an interesting person.

Therefore, Huo Chengjun really wanted to chat with the Son of Heaven face-to-face for a while.

It's much better to go to Weiyang Palace to be with the Son of Heaven than to be in this gloomy and depressing General's Mansion.

I don't know how many nights, Huo Chengjun dreamed of walking hand in hand with the Son of Heaven on the Danqi of Weiyang Palace.

Look at the white clouds and dogs, and watch the sun and stars shine brightly......

Thinking of this, a touch of crimson rushed onto Huo Chengjun's beautiful face, although she looked a little similar to Huo Xian, her eyes were much cleaner and clearer.

Thinking of those dreams, Huo Chengjun felt a little hot, and his heartbeat was pounding.

The Lunchang teachings he had received since he was a child made Huo Chengjun feel panicked and shy about these reactions on his body, and he hurriedly poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it all.

The herbal tea entered his throat, and his restless heart finally calmed down a little.

At this time, there were some faint voices outside the courtyard, which was that the servants of the family were preparing for their mother's birthday.

As soon as he thought of his mother, Huo Chengjun felt a wave of disgust in the deepest part of his heart, as if he had accidentally swallowed a fly, which was disgusting.

He returned his gaze to the spread out "Analects", and a sentence came into Huo Chengjun's eyes.

"If people are not kind, what is the courtesy? People are not kind, how can they be happy? ”

Ren, this is what many Confucians often say, and they often fight because of the argument "what is Ren".

Huo Chengjun is not a Confucian, just an ordinary woman, but she also has her own opinions about Ren.

Benevolence means not to harm others at will.

Her mother was an unkind person.

Thinking of this, Huo Chengjun's mind came up with the words of Huo Xian and Chun Yuyan that she accidentally overheard.

Ask for a commuter pass!

(End of chapter)