In Tongzhou in August, the evening breeze is slightly cool.
Under the low houses, the path paved with bluestones extends to the small bridge. Many flowers and trees are specially planted on both sides of the river bank. The breeze is blowing, and children and little yellow dogs are running from a distance, as if they have just left school and are still carrying
Small schoolbag sewn from cloth bag.
Wang Xiu took Lu Yunhong's hand, and her body couldn't help but stick close to each other, showing a sense of intimacy unconsciously. When she found out, the child and puppy had already turned into the alley.
At this time, she wanted to leave, and she couldn't behave like a woman who couldn't live without her husband-in-law.
However, Lu Yunhong always held her hand, clasping his fingers tightly and not letting go at all.
They walked forward until they reached the small bridge, and then stood in the afterglow of the setting sun for a while, until the shadows of the eaves were cast down and the sky gradually darkened, then they walked back to the other side of the small bridge.
Along the way, they also saw some old people drinking under the eaves. In their old age, they looked bold and cheerful, and they were relieved when talking and laughing, as if there was nothing in this world that could make them sad.
One of the old men even said that he went to see the Feng Shui treasure land so that he could have a good burial place after his death, and also hoped to bring some good luck to future generations.
These words caught Wang Xiu's attention. She and Lu Yunhong had already passed the small courtyard, but she still looked back.
In the dim light, there were two bowls of wine and two dishes on the small square table. The old man sitting on the main seat leaned back, showing a look of contentment and longing. And those words just now were exactly what he said.
That's what he said.
Another old man echoed and seemed to agree very much. In their eyes, life and death are no longer important. When they live to a certain age, they even begin to arrange their own affairs.
At this time, the clouds are rolling and the flowers are blooming and falling, as if they all have their destiny. Anyone can interfere for a while, but not for a lifetime.
If her encounter with Lu Yunhong was man-made, then falling in love with Lu Yunhong was her choice and had nothing to do with anyone else.
Wang Xiu withdrew his gaze and looked at Lu Yunhong beside him. He seemed much more haggard during this long journey.
Taking the initiative to hold his hand, Wang Xiu said softly: "Let's go back!"
When Lu Yunhong heard her voice, his eyes gradually became moist, but his reddish eyes were full of happiness and emotion.
In the end, she accepted him without any grudge.
"Axiu..."
Lu Yunhong called softly, with a hint of sobs in his voice.
Wang Xiu reached out and covered his mouth, telling him not to say anything sentimental because she didn't want to hear it.
However, under the afterglow of the setting sun, Lu Yunhong, who was drifting away with the light behind his back, still smiled like a fool. At this moment, he told himself that he had no regrets in this life.
…
In the capital, Ye Zhiqiu finally waited until Mingxin came back.
However, when he showed Lu Yunhong's horoscope, he found that the last bit of Lu Yunhong's soaring power had completely subsided, lurking deep in the abyss, and no longer showed any signs of stirring up trouble.
Ye Zhiqiu was completely stunned, and only one night passed.
He grabbed Ming Xin's sleeve and said incoherently because of nervousness: "No way, no way.
Mingxin asked strangely: "What can't you do?"
Ye Zhiqiu said: "Is it possible that Lu Yunhong was injured on the battlefield and can no longer be humane?"
Mingxin: “…”???
Seeing that Ming Xin was confused and showed disgust, Ye Zhiqiu quickly took him to look at Lu Yunhong's horoscope.
But Mingxin just glanced at it and explained: "He just doesn't bother to fight with others anymore, because what he wants most has already been obtained."
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He always thought that Lu Yunhong had the intention to rebel, and that he wanted to become the emperor himself.
Why not?
Got it, what did he get? Is it more important than the throne?
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Mingxin blankly, hoping that he could answer it.
But Ming Xin just said: "The theory of fate is just an appearance, you don't need to care too much."
"Lu Yunhong now has two parents, a loving husband and wife, and children around his knees. If the court is in turmoil and the world is uneasy, everything he has now may be lost. Do you think he will be stupid?"
Ye Zhiqiu said firmly: "That will definitely not happen."
Ming Xin said: "Some people pursue fame and fortune all their lives, only to realize that they can't hold on to anything until they die! Some people have seen through from the beginning that the so-called rebellion is nothing more than determination and perseverance."
"From beginning to end, what Lu Yunhong despised most was probably the throne."
After hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu was silent for a long time.
He seemed to be enlightened, but he felt very confused. It was always just a little bit off, but just a little bit.
He raised his head and stared at Ming Xin blankly. His head was dizzy, but his chest was extremely hot.
Don't know why, he wanted to cry at this moment.
…
The day Lu Yunhong and Wang Xiu returned to Beijing was August 29th. The Mid-Autumn Festival had already passed, but they could make it in time for the Double Ninth Festival.
The Lu family and the Wang family both rushed to the city gate to greet them, so the noise was naturally quite big.
What's more, those who heard the news and rushed to see the excitement also discovered the carriages of the Song family and the Ji family.
On the Ji family's carriage, a beautiful woman got out of the carriage with a child in her arms. Ji Yunwei was guarding her carefully, for fear of bumping into her.
Considering that the wedding date of the eldest princess and Ji Yunwei has been decided, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the beautiful woman.
So one by one they quickly covered their mouths and retreated quietly.
In the Mei Mansion, Master Mei paused while stroking his beard as he listened to his servant's reply.
Lu Yunhong, a civil servant, went to work as a military general. After returning to Beijing, his prestige only increased.
Coupled with the marriage between the eldest princess and the Ji family, Lu Yunhong's party can already keep pace with the Wang family.
And their Mei family... is a little thinner after all.
Taifu Mei asked the servant next to him: "Has Gao Xian been here today?"
The servant quickly said: "Here we are, waiting for you in the front hall."
Mrs. Mei suddenly narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking of, and his expression became serious.
Gao Xian was the number one scholar in the same term as Pei Shan, and is now transferred to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. If he is trained properly, he may not be able to rank among the Nine Ministers in the future.
And Gao Xian is considered the most useful among his students.
"Go and tell the lady that I'm not feeling well and ask her to see the guests off in the front hall."
The servant seemed to be stunned for a moment, but when he looked up, he saw Taishi Mei's eyes glowing with cold light. He immediately lowered his head and ran out to deliver the message.
When Mei Min heard the news, she abruptly broke the comb in her hand.
The emperor has been reluctant to establish a queen, so her marriage cannot be delayed any longer.
But why Gao Xian? Even Pei Shan is ten times better than Gao Xian!
Gao Xian's first wife died of illness the year before last, and she left behind a three-year-old daughter. If she were to marry Gao Xian, wouldn't she be filling in a house for a second wife?
How can father bear it?
Mei Min clenched her fists, feeling extremely angry. She stood up suddenly and angrily said, "Go back to your mother and say that I am unwell and ask her to do it for me."
The servants were already alarmed that this was inappropriate and hurriedly left after hearing the sound.
But after running around the Grand Master's Mansion, he was like a headless fly, and a panic suddenly surged in his heart. He probably knew that things were not going to be peaceful in this mansion.