Liu Mingzhi swallowed all the candied fruit in his mouth that seemed to be bitter to his bones. He stood up from the chair with difficulty and walked to Liu Zhian's side and stopped.
"Since you are tired and want to take a rest, then take a rest."
Liu Zhi'an gently took the pipe out of his mouth and knocked the long-burned tobacco against the window sill.
"You, a young bastard, finally said something humane.
I thought you would keep me busy until the day I die!"
"Hehehe... It turns out that this young master is so heartless in your eyes, old man? When you say that, I suddenly don't want you to go back to Jiangnan with my mother.
Not to mention keeping you busy until the moment you die, at least I have to keep you busy for another twenty or thirty years before I can let you go back to your hometown in the south of the Yangtze River and live your old life with my mother in peace and contentment.
It's a pity that people who want to leave can't be kept after all, just like grandpa, uncle, aunt, old man, Xuan'er and all of them.
They have all made up their minds to leave Beijing. I, the young master, cannot stay here even if I want to. Now you and your mother are the same. Since you have told me about leaving, it means that you have made up your mind.
Now that you have made up your mind to leave Beijing, what's the point of this young master even if he feels very reluctant to let go?
Forcing him to stay is just an unfilial reputation, and I don’t want to get such a name in vain.
Old man."
Liu Zhi'an paused in filling the tobacco pot, then silently turned to look at Mr. Liu who was standing next to him.
"Um?"
Young Master Liu looked at the tobacco pot that had been filled with tobacco again in the old man's hand. He hesitated for a moment, then took out the fire stick from his sleeve and blew it.
"When you are tired, take a good rest. Your back is much bent compared to what it was twenty years ago.
Not only is his back bent, but his beard and hair have also turned white.
I remember twenty years ago when you were at your old house in Jinling, Jiangnan, how you looked so energetic while waving the training stick, and look at your current appearance with white hair and beard, the difference is huge, if not worlds apart.
You are right, old man, you are old now, really old."
Liu Zhi'an silently looked at the crackling fire in Young Master Liu's hand, raised his pipe and leaned over it.
After quietly taking a few puffs of smoke, Liu Zhi'an raised his hand and patted Young Master Liu on the shoulder, took a look at his son's fairly upright body and sighed.
"Don't talk about me, why don't you yourself?"
"That's different. I have so many wives, and if I can straighten my waist, my body is pretty good.
And you are just my mother, you want to go out to steal something but you are afraid of wolves before and after tigers. How can you compare with me, this young master?
My young master’s back is a little bent, that’s a matter of course.”
"Just play the zither. You are so uninhibited and carefree. If you can live to my age, it is because the ancestors of our Liu family have appeared in the sky."
"Hey! I am happy that I will die under the peonies and become a ghost.
In the long term, life is only a hundred years; in the short term, it is only a few decades.
Just a few decades or a hundred years pass by, and you are born as a human being, so why should you care about so many rules and regulations that restrict your thoughts?
When you are alive, you should enjoy yourself in the moment. When you are alive, you should enjoy yourself in the moment!"
"Hehehe...you are quite open-minded."
"This is how life should be, isn't it?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I am short-sighted, can't you do it?"
"When do you plan to leave for your hometown in the south of the Yangtze River?"
Liu Zhi'an didn't expect that his son, who had just been joking with him, would suddenly mention such a sad issue, his eyes were dark and he gently exhaled a puff of smoke.
"About three to five days, it shouldn't take too long.
It will be October soon, and once it snows and the roads are blocked by heavy snow, we probably won’t be able to go back this year.”
"Okay! By the way, regarding Xuan'er's life events, old man, what are you..."
Liu Zhi'an knocked his cigarette pot on the window sill, directly cutting off Liu Mingzhi's next words.
"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Xuan'er has grown up and knows what she wants. I no longer intend to interfere with this.
This girl is very sensible, so sensible that it makes people feel bad!
I don’t want to use the so-called...
Oh, no more, no more, I called you here just to tell you that I, your mother, and we are going back to our hometown in the south of the Yangtze River.
I have pretty much said what I need to say to you. Today is the court meeting and you must have gotten up very early. You should go back and rest first. I have to continue settling accounts.
By the way, don’t forget to close the door. I’m getting older and I can’t stand the cold.”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Zhi'an who had already walked towards the chair, pursed his lips for a moment and nodded silently.
"Okay, I will go back first."
"Well! Go ahead!"
Young Master Liu absentmindedly left the old man's study and wandered aimlessly into Qi Ya's courtyard. When he saw Qi Ya sitting in the pavilion embroidering, he walked straight over.
"Sister Ya."
"Husband? You got up so early for the imperial meeting today. You must be in low spirits. Why didn't you catch up on some sleep after you sent your little sister back?"
"I'm not tired of being a husband. You shouldn't be busy now, right?"
Qi Ya immediately put the half-embroidered fabric in her hand into the thread frame and stood up gracefully.
"I'm not busy. Is your husband looking for a concubine?"
"It's fine if you're not busy. I don't have anything to do with my husband. I just feel a little busy. How about going to the backyard to have a few drinks with my husband?"
Qi Ya carefully looked at her husband's expression and nodded with a smile.
"Okay, we'll go there after I send the things back to the room."
"Okay, my husband is waiting for you."
After a few cups of tea, the couple appeared on the withered lawn in the backyard of Liu Mansion.
Young Master Liu held a wine glass filled with peach blossom wine in his hand, lying quietly on Qi Ya's round and slender jade legs, staring at the clouds in the sky, and poured glass after glass of wine into his mouth.
Qi Ya quietly looked at her husband who was leaning in her arms and drinking silently. She suppressed the worry in her beautiful eyes, raised her wine glass and touched her husband lightly.
"Husband, I will drink with you."
"Okay, Sister Ya, let's drink together."
On the second day of October in the fifth year of Dalong's reign, as the sun was rising, a luxurious carriage slowly drove away from the street in front of the gate of Liu Mansion amid the cries of a group of children.
"grandparents."
"Oh, oh, oh, grandpa, grandma, Yunxin will go back to Jinling to see you."
"Grandpa, grandma, don't go, don't go."
"Grandpa, grandma, wait for Zhengran. Zhengran will go back to Jiangnan with you."
"grandfather……"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the children beside him who were crying and struggling in the hands of their mothers to chase away the carriage, and sighed softly.
Looking at the carriage going further and further down the street, Liu Mingzhi squinted his eyes and remained silent for a long time, then turned around and walked into the mansion with a melancholy expression.
With everyone gone, Liu Mansion, which used to be lively and bustling, will become empty from today on.
All the beauties heard their husband's sigh and turned to look at his lonely back walking slowly towards the mansion. They looked at each other, sighed tenderly, took the struggling children in their hands and turned around and walked into the gate of the mansion.
middle.
After Liu Zhi'an and Mrs. Liu left the capital, the Liu Mansion was quiet for about a month, and then gradually became lively again.
It's just that compared to the previous days, it feels like something is missing.
"Little Liu Song asks to see the young master."
"come in."
"yes."
"Xiaosong, what's wrong?"
"Go back to the young master, Xiao Chengzi. The things that the young master ordered have been completed."