CHAPTER XVI

The emperor's praise was quickly implemented, and Li Yundao was reinstated to lead the black-clothed guard, and the marquis of Jingbei was promoted to countless rewards.

The woman Yao Zhiping is gentle and virtuous, teaches her son well, and gives three kinds of life.

His son, Li Jinglan, ascended to the clouds and rode to the lieutenant.

The holy decree soon spread to the Li Mansion in the capital, and only Li Yundao's wife Yao Zhiping received the decree, and after receiving the edict of thanksgiving, the eunuch who passed the decree dictated the emperor's dictation: Jingbei Marquis and the state have great merits, and Daqin will make every effort to rescue him, and the Zhenbei Army and the black-clothed guard have launched a rescue plan, and they will ensure that Jingbei Hou and Li Jingxian return to Daqin Yunyun safely.

Yao Zhiping's face was like water, and the etiquette was thoughtful, but he didn't say much.

After the announcement was completed, and the eunuch and others were sent away, Mrs. Yao walked into Li Yundao's study alone and threw the holy decree in her hand on the case. muttered to himself: "Sixth Prince, this is for fear that the Li family will die endlessly, and the death will not be endless! ”

"Is there anything worse than an orphan and a widow? Li Yundao you bastard, it doesn't matter if you die, it doesn't matter if the old lady is widowed, don't you like to burn people's ancestral graves, what are the three long and two short of the shocking strings and shocks, the old lady personally burned the ancestral grave of your Li family, do you believe it or not?"

"Shocking, don't blame your father, he can't do better! Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve! Blame the mother, the mother shouldn't have given birth to you, and she can't protect you, it's the mother ......who is wrong."

"Shocking, I'm sorry for you......."

The woman rested her chin on her right arm, leaned over and rubbed a pair of purple jade walnuts on Li Yundao's desk with the tips of her left fingers, whispered to herself, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Sleep is miserable.

Life is unsatisfactory, and she often lives in eight or nine out of ten, but she can't ask for one or two, so what?

Li Jinglan received Liu Tong's summons on the fourth day of the first lunar month, without too much description, but just a general explanation of the situation, so that Li Jinglan should not worry, Lu Yanchao's disciple Xiao Tuohai and others have already gone north, and the black-clothed guard has also moved out of the inner line that has been silent for many years.

There is also a shocking handwriting: "Stay in the mountains, or you will be killed!"

Li Jinglan burned the previous letter to ashes under the candlestick, read his sister's letter several times, folded it neatly, and put it in the small baggage related to Pei Xiaohuan's life experience. Then pack your bags.

Surprisingly, Li Jinglan thought that Zhang Baoxi's side would not agree easily, but the old Taoist priest just sighed for a long time, told him something, and waved his hand to let him go down the mountain by himself. Instead, it baffled him.

There are not many things, it is still that big burden, it is still a big and a small person, Li Jinglan touched Pei Xiaohuan's head, and felt a little dependent on each other.

Walking to the gate of the mountain, there was someone who was already waiting there, and he was still an acquaintance, Senior Brother Yi Qiu.

Yiqiu Dao Chang said straight to the point, every disciple of the great real person who is expected to soar in Longhu Mountain, the first time he travels down the mountain, there is a specially designated protector, one is to reward the great real person for the dragon and tiger mountain, and the other is to show his attitude, the master has soared, the apprentice is still a disciple of Longhu Mountain, and Longhu Mountain will still be covered. The third is that I hope that I will gain from traveling down the mountain, and I don't want them to die prematurely. Under normal circumstances, the protector will not interfere, mainly to prevent some unruly seniors on the rivers and lakes from taking action. Yi Qiu said that it is said that this job should be done by the one in Beihai, but that one can also break through the realm at any time, and if it is not good, it is a rare master and apprentice who has descended to Longhu Mountain for thousands of years, and even the real person in charge of the sect does not dare to pass on the book easily, but Li Jinglan's generation is here, even the three generations of disciples have a strong background, and the clumsy Taoist with extremely high martial arts is not qualified to be a protector for Li Jinglan, Zhang Baoxi didn't say this to Li Jinglan, but in private, he showed his old face and asked Zhang Chengqian to ask Yi Qiu Dao Chang out.

Li Jinglan also turned around and kowtowed three times in the direction of the back mountain, Zhang Baoxi looked at the misty top of the mountain in the back mountain: "Jinglan, it's not easy to live in the capital! Master can only help you get here!"

The three-year period is only a few months, although he has fought a few battles with the Cang army, and the victory is mixed, but the prince has already shown his tough side, but the Cangguo has already issued a strong protest, making it clear that the north is going to fight several big battles, and at this time the prince is called back to the capital, in fact, it is detrimental to the prestige of the prince, several staff members discussed for a long time, and actually came to a conclusion, unless the previous holy decree is just a cover, all of it is just to let the Cangguo pay attention to the north, so that the northeast Duoyan Sanwei can be smoothly attached。 Therefore, the so-called prince is just a chess piece, and now that Duoyan Sanwei is successfully attached, the north is about to usher in a big war, so it is natural to transfer troops and generals, and there must be a battlefield veteran to command, if the prince is here, it will inevitably be suspected of being restrained, this explanation is in line with everything that happens.

Several staff members congratulated the prince, it turned out that it was not what they had guessed, and the prince did not seem to have fallen out of favor, but was plated with a golden coat that was not too thick, but enough to represent the military.

However, no one noticed that the prince frowned slightly.

Zhou Anshi was very worried about the fat man, so he fought very tough and very hard in these battles, if it wasn't for Wu Yong to stop him, he would have wanted to fight a counter-charge, he knew that the fight here was a little fiercer, and the fat man had one more chance to escape back, although he had already understood what his father was going to do, but that didn't mean what he thought, Li Yundao knew too much, but he didn't care, even if his father didn't believe it, the queen mother couldn't believe it, everyone in the world didn't believe it, but he believed it, that fat man, that one was willing to tell stories to himself until late at night, and that one was willing to carry his bloody head in the Ouchi Palace and turned around in a forbidden way, that one was obviously a light achievement, but the fat man who is willing to climb a tree for himself will not be a threat to himself, never.

So he wanted to go back and ask his father and beg him, because in this matter, the staff would never agree with his recklessness, and would think that he would only anger the emperor and shake the foundation of the crown prince, so the prince did not say all this.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the lanterns in Chang'an City are colorful, the gongs and drums are noisy, the colorful dragon that is more than ten zhang long, the lion with copper skin and iron bones, twisting Yangge, rowing boats, big-headed dolls turning all over the street, stepping on stilts, playing with big knives, steel forks, monkey sticks, boulders smashing nail boards, selling sugar people, pinching clay people, selling cloth heads, selling pendants, Li Ji sugar gourd, Wang Ji buns, Zhao Ji donkey rolling......

Thousands of empty alleys, so lively.

Before the time, a light horse broke in from the north gate, before it was close, a yellow Chengcheng sign flew to the feet of the forbidden army at the door, the captain who led the team picked it up and took a look, and quickly knelt on one knee, and before all the soldiers at the door knelt down, a jujube red treasure horse had passed through the city and went straight to the inner city. The sharp-eyed saw a young man in brocade clothes of eighteen or nineteen, with eyes like stars and dust.

The captain guarding the door wiped the sign in his hand with his sleeve, instructed his deputy to take care of his post, held the sign in his arms, and touched it a few times before running to the city with trepidation.

At the moment of the unitary hour, at the gate of the new Jingbeihou Mansion at the gate of the North Street, a gray-robed young man about fifteen or sixteen years old pulled a horse, and immediately sat on a pink makeup and jade, red silk short jacket and red silk cotton pants, a little girl with two pigtails tied with red silk threads on her head, and a burly old Taoist priest with black beard and black face side by side, holding a mule in his hand, his eyes drooping slightly.

The sky was gradually sinking, and the dark clouds that had been entrenched for a day finally could not bear it anymore, and the goose-featherlike snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.

The young man looked up at the brand-new plaque, the corners of his mouth twitched, he reached out and took the little girl in red off the saddle, brushed away the crystal snowflakes on her head, and whispered, "Girl, it's home!"

On the fifteenth day of the first month, the snow was lit, and the front and back rode into Chang'an.