Facts have proved that Meng Xinghe accompanied Aunt Yun to Dongshi to buy groceries. It was a stupid and self-inflicted thing to do. When he came back from outside with big and small bags of things, Meng Xinghe, who was almost exhausted from the squeeze, finally realized that a woman can do anything. To deal with you, I will always find many reasonable ways that you cannot refuse.
Back in the room, Meng Xinghe couldn't wait to sit on the chair without moving. Aunt Yun took the things she had just bought, feeling a little happy after revenge, and turned back to the kitchen to cook.
At dinner, Meng Xinghe's appetite was surprisingly good. He devoured several bowls of rice. While Aunt Yun was clearing the table, he had already slipped out.
***. The two sisters Jinfeng and Yulu are providing all-round services to Meng Xinghe. This set of massage techniques was passed down to these two sisters by Meng Xinghe privately. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.
"Sir, why are you so tired today?" Sister Yulu squeezed Meng Xinghe's shoulders tenderly. Sister Jinfeng had already brought the fragrant tea and placed it on the small sandalwood table in front of Meng Xinghe.
It is impossible for Meng Xinghe to say that he was tortured by Aunt Yun. After all, he proposed to go to the market this afternoon. But Meng Xinghe did not expect that Aunt Yun would lead him around. He would buy whatever he saw suitable. I walked around the city no less than ten times before slowly going back. The East Market is already big. Such an obvious move. Doesn't it make it clear that Meng Xinghe is carrying things for free?
After taking a sip of tea, Meng Xinghe took the hand that Yulu was massaging. The girl's hand felt soft, like a piece of warm jade. At this time, Jinfeng's face was red and delicate, like peach blossoms under the drizzle. She was lovable and no longer unfamiliar with things between men and women like a shy woman. She slowly followed Meng Xinghe's arm and fell into his arms.
"Master, it's time to go to bed." Yulu whispered in his arms, with an intoxicating wine red on her face.
"That's right. It's time to go to bed. Tonight it's the turn to hand over the precious things to the little fairy Yulu." Meng Xinghe pinched Yulu's pink and jade-carved face. He didn't need too many words or too many words. The three of them rolled directly onto the bed and began rolling in waves.
After a lot of passion, Yulu finally got something precious. She hugged Meng Xinghe's neck tightly. After the tenderness, she became even more touching, just like a real little fox demon.
"Sir, the Dragon Boat Festival will be in two days. At that time, we two sisters will go out of the city to offer incense for our mother. Can you accompany us?"
"Go early and come back early." Meng Xinghe knew that the Dragon Boat Festival would be very busy. At that time, the right army and the left army would compete in the suburbs. It seemed unkind for him not to go. Although Li Chengqian was a sinister villain, Meng Xinghe had no need. Breaking up with him too early. When it's time to give him some face, you should definitely give him some thin face.
"Bo." Yulu rewarded Meng Xinghe with a happy kiss. Then she clung to Meng Xinghe like a little white snake. She said softly: "Young master, I want more from my family."
This little goblin is much more open-minded in bed than Jin Feng next to her. She is really a typical representative of how she gets on the bed and gets off in the living room.
Promise! They will come one by one later. A certain animal was so lustful that he jumped on the two lambs without hesitation.
In the early morning, Meng Xinghe went home. On the table was still the familiar breakfast.
He sat down and was about to eat when a cold voice came from Aunt Yun's mouth opposite.
"Where did you go last night? I didn't come back all night."
"The stable. Where did the wretched old man drink all night?" Meng Xinghe said calmly. He had made up this reason a long time ago. He was afraid that Aunt Yun would not succeed in interrogating him.
Aunt Yun did not expose him on the spot. When Meng Xinghe came in, she smelled the smell of rouge on a woman. "When did the stable raise a rouge horse? It's really strange."
The authorities were fascinated by the onlookers. Meng Xinghe couldn't smell the smell of rouge. He just buried his head in eating. Aunt Yun really wanted to teach Meng Xinghe a lesson. It's not a big deal for a man to love romance. Chang'an noble family didn't have three wives and four concubines, but she still went out. Looking for flowers and asking willows. She was in the palace and took such things very lightly. She was just afraid that Meng Xinghe would hurt his body if he went out and indulged every day. Although she said she didn't care, she still watched and said nothing in her heart.
"Is there anything going on during the Dragon Boat Festival?" Aunt Yun changed the topic to a lighter topic. To deal with Meng Xinghe, a stubborn person, even if she tried to explain the truth, it would be of no use to him. She could only hope that he would have a whim that day and change his ways.
When Meng Xinghe heard the word Dragon Boat Festival, he asked seriously: "Nothing is wrong. Could it be that Aunt Yun wants to invite me out to watch dragon boats? I seem to have heard that during the Dragon Boat Festival, there will be a dragon boat race on the moat in the city. Could it be that Aunt Yun wants to go and see it?" "
"I'm tired of seeing it. I won't go." Aunt Yun answered decisively. Then she said calmly: "I want to go to the tomb at the back of Xiangguo Temple."
When he heard about the tomb, Meng Xinghe immediately thought that Aunt Yun wanted to pay homage to Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty. That’s right. Father and daughter are close to each other. They miss their loved ones even more during the festival. Meng Xinghe wholeheartedly agreed: “Then we will go later. We didn’t do it last time. Look at it like the sunset. Don’t miss it this time.”
Aunt Yun didn't know that Meng Xinghe arranged this way. He was actually making time for himself, because he had to accompany Jinfeng and Yulu to the outskirts of the city to burn incense in the morning. At noon, he would participate in a competition between the two armies at the military camp. Only in the afternoon could he make time for them. Aunt Yun, if anyone asks him again at this time, they will have to wait until the evening.
There is never a leisurely moment during the originally wonderful Dragon Boat Festival. However, it is considered fulfilling in this way and there will be no boring moments.
After breakfast, Meng Xinghe went back to his room. There was nothing to do. He simply lay down on the bed and slept.
A few days is not too long. The Dragon Boat Festival has arrived before you know it.
When eating in the morning, in addition to hot steamed buns with red bean porridge, there were also several rice dumplings tied with colorful silk threads on the table. He hurriedly finished his breakfast. When he went out, he could see groups of scholars everywhere, dressed very elegantly, and even more in their hands. Coquettishly holding a scholar's folding fan, he was debating whether to go to Xiangguo Temple first or go to the city to watch the dragon boats. He was even very interested and had already composed a poem about the Dragon Boat Festival in sorrow for spring and autumn. He lamented the passage of time and the changes in life. Such a lively and solemn scene makes people feel that the Dragon Boat Festival in this era is more festive.
When they arrived at the ***, the two sisters Jin Feng Yulu had prepared incense and candles and put them in a basket. In the boudoir of the two sisters, Meng Xinghe was forced to eat two more rice dumplings. He also drank a glass of realgar wine. They said they could do it this year. He was immune to all diseases. He did not refuse the kindness of the two sisters. His stomach was very full. But because he was in a hurry and had to go to the military camp later, he called Jinfeng and Yulu to leave early.
After riding a carriage out of Chang'an City, he saw the noise of carriages and horses on the ten-mile ancient road. Only then did he realize that going out to pay homage to deceased relatives during the Dragon Boat Festival is nothing more than a current custom.
Being a stranger in a foreign land, missing my family even more during the festive season, Meng Xinghe had a slight feeling in his heart. Unconsciously, he thought of his mother who was far away in Mengjia Village in Taoyuan, and the home that had become a thing of the past a thousand years later.
When I came to Jinfeng and Yulu's mother's grave, the new grave was not big. The long dog's tail flowers did not grow on the grave. I simply cleaned up the weeds in front of the grave. The two sisters' eyes were red. Place the incense candles and sacrifices, and then kneel down respectfully.
"Mom, we two sisters are living very well now. You can rest in peace in heaven. Now there is news about father. Young Master is asking for us. I believe it won't be long before we have some clues. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. We have brought it Your favorite pastries and rice dumplings are made by my sister herself. They are based on our local taste in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. We know that my mother likes them very much, so we made a lot of them and put them in front of my mother's grave. Come and try them when you have time. We will wait for you later Once I find my father, I will move my mother’s bones back to my hometown, Ju, and bury them by the Daming Lake where my mother met my father.”
At the end of the story, both sisters started to cry softly.
Meng Xinghe stood nearby. He couldn't stand such sad stories. He had been there before. He also thought about how sad his parents and sisters would be after knowing that he passed away unfortunately. Only separation between life and death is the most heartbreaking. The two sisters cried intermittently, sounding like little foxes in the wilderness. He stretched out his hand to help them up.
"Okay, don't cry anymore. Your mother's spirit in heaven will always be watching you two sisters." She didn't say too many gorgeous words. Every word was said sincerely. The two sisters got into Meng Xinghe's arms and blinked red. Her red eyes shed tears silently. She did not cry out.
"That's good." Meng Xinghe comforted her carefully. He stayed in front of the fish singer's grave for a long time. After all the paper money was burned, he was responsible for sprinkling the libation in front of the grave. He said something that both sisters could hear clearly. Then he stood up easily and said he could go back.
The two sisters nodded, knowing that Meng Xinghe still had important things to do. After saying goodbye to him at the intersection, they took the carriage back to Chang'an City.
Watching the carriage disappear without a trace and a puff of dust and smoke rising up, Meng Xinghe got on his horse and ran towards the school ground where the two armies were competing today.
Before Meng Xinghe arrived, the annual school field competition between the left and right armies was already being held fiercely under the beacon tower on the outskirts of Chang'an.
This beacon tower was erected by Emperor Gaozu when he founded the Tang Dynasty. It served as a reminder to future generations of the Li family that if the Huns invaded the territory, they would be punished no matter how far away they were.
There is a man standing high on the beacon tower. The man wears a heavenly crown with twelve pearls inlaid on it. He wears a golden robe with a vivid dragon pattern embroidered on it. He looks at the school field where the three armies are surging below with a calm expression. Behind him were several important court officials wearing python robes and jade belts. Their aura was so gorgeous that people didn't dare to look too far.
Under the beacon tower, two armies on the left and right had arrived from the military camp stationed on the outskirts of the city. They lined up on the left and right sides. In the middle of the two armies was a grassland hundreds of feet wide. The three competitions would be held on it later. .
In the first competition, the two armies each selected a general from the army to ride on horseback to fight against each other. When the king's flag was waved on the beacon tower, the generals of the two armies were already riding out.
"It's Chen Yaojin." On the beacon tower, the ministers saw the black-faced man riding a black horse and holding a Xuanhua ax coming out of the right army. Someone immediately started talking. This Chen Yaojin was originally from the left army. The deputy coach. Because he offended Long Yan with the Zhengxi issue, he was demoted to a horse forward. Now he appears on the school field, which is quite surprising.
However, the chatter of the group of important officials in the court had not yet stopped. There was a neighing of a horse, and a young general in golden armor rushed out from the army on the left. He held an eight-foot-long silver spear in his hand and a bay-red horse on his hip. His momentum is like the wind. No less impressive than that black-faced man.
"Who is this young general? He really looks like the shoulder-to-shoulder General Wang Luo. What he wields is the silver spear and scimitar of the Luo family." The ministers were still discussing. Only the one standing in front remained silent. The emperor looked at the following scene with interest and said: "This young general is the son of the Luo Qing family."