"I'm selling candied haws, I'm selling candied haws. Come and buy the sweet and sour candied haws. Buy one and take it home to your wife. I'm sure she'll be happy. Buy one and take it home to your children. I'm sure it will make them happy. Sir, I see that you have come all the way home to celebrate the New Year. Why, it only costs two copper coins to buy a candied haws, so it’s cheap.”
Chang'an City is still as prosperous as ever. Even on the last day of the year, there is still a lot of traffic at the city gate. From a distance, the city is full of joy. The shops and vendors are very busy, and the acrobatics along the street are also impressive, attracting many spectators. The young people made it feel like they had seen the festive atmosphere before entering Chang'an City. At this moment, a vendor selling candied haws standing by the city wall saw Meng Xinghe's gaze on his hand at a glance. On the candied haws inside, he deliberately said something about selling something and had already picked one for Meng Xinghe.
"I bought all your candied haws," he said, throwing a certain amount of money from his sleeve. As soon as his sleeve was rolled up, he had already taken the vendor's candied haws. At the same time, he thought to himself, so many candied haws, it's enough for my crazy girl to eat.
Thinking of this, Meng Xinghe couldn't help but sigh. Ever since Mr. Chai followed him to Lingnan, most of the family's business has been managed by Mengdie and that crazy girl Zhao Ling'er. The lady in the audience said that the girl is becoming more and more like a female boss. Yes, it seems that Mengdie taught me step by step.
Without thinking too much, Li Chengqian had his own arrangements, and Meng Xinghe could now enter Chang'an City as a returnee to the capital and wait for Li Shimin's summons. As for the period of his disappearance, Meng Xinghe must have said it with his eloquence. There is nothing wrong with lying.
"Uh, Your Highness, the woman in this car," Meng Xinghe pointed to the carriage, "Hey, that's the most powerful woman in the world today. If all of them were in his own home, there would be a big commotion," Meng Xinghe said. In his eyes, he specifically prayed that Li Chengqian could put them under house arrest, otherwise he would not have a good life this year.
Li Chengqian laughed and said: "The carriage will go back to the house with Mr. Meng. I believe that Mr. Meng will keep their mouths shut." This is Chang'an City. Although Li Chengqian is in casual clothes, he is not good either. Exposing his identity and handing the four women over to Meng Xinghe was, firstly, to show off his big belly, and secondly, he had to return to the palace after all, and if there were too many people in the palace, he might do something bad.
Meng Xinghe didn't want to get too involved in this matter. He hurriedly returned to his residence and readily agreed to say goodbye to Li Chengqian. His residence was in the area outside Xuanwu Gate, where the ministers of the DPRK lived, and Lord Du's residence was also there. There, after taking over the supervision of the carriage from Li Chengqian, Mr. Meng had the idea to let Miss Du go back to his home, but Miss Du relied on him and asked Mr. Meng to send her back in person.
What kind of move is this? I am afraid that I will be beaten by Mr. Du when I go home.
Okay, let’s spend New Year’s Eve at my house.
Lord Meng sighed quietly in his heart and rode towards his mansion.
After twists and turns, we finally avoided the bustling streets and came to an area where half of the ministers of the Tang Dynasty could be said to have settled. This area is where the residences of dignitaries are located. Today's New Year's Eve, apart from simply going to court Apart from receiving New Year's greetings from His Majesty the Emperor, there is no need to go to the office to handle official business, so most people may have gone to court early to welcome the New Year at home. You can even see grandchildren chasing each other and setting off firecrackers in front of some adults' mansions. .
I haven't been back for a year, and there haven't been many changes here. I'm afraid those old stubborns are reluctant to renovate their mansion, so this place still maintains its quaint and old appearance.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you are coming back from buying new year's goods." After walking for a while, when passing by a mansion, Meng Xinghe saw at a glance the old man wearing a thick coat in front of him. Meng Xinghe remembered that Mr. Zhang, a young eunuch of the Hanlin Academy who he met when he was a historian, remembered that when he went to the Hanlin Academy, the old man even gave him a test.
I didn't see clearly who was in front of me, but the voice sounded familiar.
"Hiss," Mr. Zhang, Shaojian Zhang, looked at the man on the horse carefully and suddenly realized.
"Meng, Meng Xinghe, you are back," Mr. Zhang said in a voice as if he was frightened. He took a few steps back and said, "Weren't you captured by a thief? When I went to court today, the Holy Master also The people from the Criminal Department are ordered to search for information about you,"
Meng Xinghe thought that maybe he was missing for no reason and finally reported it to Chang'an. He chuckled and said: "Thanks to Master Zhang and everyone's thoughts, I escaped from the dead with great luck. No, it's the New Year's Eve." Are you back soon?"
"That's right, I saw that you were not an easy person to deal with when you were in the Hanlin Academy." Master Zhang and Meng Xinghe were old acquaintances, so they didn't need to be polite when talking. After that, he briefly exchanged greetings with Meng Xinghe. , I still had some things to do, so I said goodbye to Meng Xinghe and headed into my mansion.
"This old man seems to be more energetic after not seeing him for a year. I'm afraid he hasn't been compiling history books recently," Meng Xinghe stared at Mr. Zhang's figure as he entered the door and disappeared, and walked leisurely towards his home.
"Huhu, the door is still the same,"
After not going home for more than a year, Meng Xinghe looked at the clean floor in front of his house. He felt that this place was at least somewhat popular. When he looked up and saw the word "Meng's Mansion", Meng Xinghe felt a warm feeling in his heart. Flow throughout the body.
"Get out of the car, we're home," he shouted at the carriage behind him. Meng Xinghe just stared blankly at the two closed vermilion doors: "Uncle Fu, this is my home. Let's go in. "
Meng Xinghe jumped off his horse and couldn't wait to knock on the door.
Uncle Fu looked around Meng Xinghe's house, and said something that made Meng Xinghe vomit blood, and said: "The feng shui is not good yet, but it's just lacking in terms of collecting wealth. It would be better if there were two Pixiu statues in front of the door. "
Meng Xinghe curled his lips, he didn't believe in those Feng Shui decorations. Uncle Fu was such a bastard, he was talking nonsense on the first day he came here. Forget about the wine that caught the wind in the evening.
"Dong dong,"
Meng Xinghe put his hand on the door and knocked a few times, thinking in his mind who would open the door. It must be Zhao Ling'er. I bought him a large bunch of candied haws. If she didn't open the door, he wouldn't give it to her. He eats.
With some mischievous thoughts in mind, Master Meng waited quietly.
"No one is here,"
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the door. Could it be that no one was at home.
Master Meng didn't believe it and knocked a few more times. This time, there were five pairs of eyes behind him watching his every move.
"Open the door, I'm back." Finally, Master Meng couldn't help it anymore, and shouted in his hoarse voice: "Ling'er, your brother Meng is back, why don't you open the door?"
"Gudong," he just finished speaking, and a small gap appeared between the two doors, "Why are you knocking? There are ghosts howling in front of the door. Our wife is not at home. She wants to visit and come back another day."
What, this is my home, and now I can’t even get in in front of my house.
"Damn it," Mr. Meng cursed secretly, thinking that this girl was a new recruit and didn't recognize him.
"Little girl, I am your master, please let me in." Meng Xinghe's words were quite gentle, but his movements were definitely not gentle. He had already begun to squeeze in. The door was already open through a gap, but he was so As soon as I squeezed it, it opened halfway.
"Hey, hey, hey, I said, why are you so virtuous? I told you that my wife is not at home, but you insist on coming in and pretending to be our master. If you don't go out, I will call the servants to chase you away. Get out." The little maid didn't recognize Meng Xinghe as the owner of this house at all. She had received instructions from all the ladies. No matter who came to visit in the past two days, no matter what they said, don't let them in. No more, little maid. Of course, only the wife follows her lead.
"Okay, you call the servants, it's best to call your fifth housekeeper, and let him see who I am." In fact, Meng Xinghe could have entered the house with just a push, but he didn't want to make a fuss yet. Such a commotion made his neighbors see him making such a joke on his first day back, so he had no choice but to be more serious and asked to see their fifth housekeeper by name.
The so-called fifth housekeeper is actually Meng Xinghe's personal servant Xiao Wuzi, but now he has been promoted to housekeeper.
The little maid was afraid that as soon as she left, the man with a dark face and black eyebrows would barge in, but no, she glanced around, and sure enough, she saw a handsome figure somewhere in the house.
It was Miss Ling'er. The maid immediately thought that Miss Ling'er in the mansion could even overstep the authority of the housekeeper to handle many things. She immediately stretched out a pair of red little hands to the huge courtyard of the mansion where she was squatting in the snow, and kept holding the girl on the ground. Thick snowflakes accumulated.
"Miss Ling'er, someone is coming into the house," the maid immediately called loudly to the beautiful figure, eager to get Miss Ling'er's answer.
The person named Miss Ling'er didn't turn around to take a look, and said: "If you can't invite someone to come out, then you can blast them out with sticks. The sisters in the mansion are not in the mood to receive foreign guests now, so you can just let him go. "Although our Meng family is no longer in charge, we will not allow others to bully us,"
With a faint sigh, the woman in the snow-white cloak no longer paid attention to what was happening in front of the door. She just picked up the white snow on the ground and wiped it away from the human-like snowman that had been piled up in front of her. Her slightly bent waist, Just like a wicker wrapped in snowflakes, it is so delicate that people feel pity for it. It has only been a year since a girl changed her age to eighteen, but a crazy sixteen-year-old girl turned out to be so beautiful.
"Hey, Ling'er, are you so cruel that someone will use a stick to drive Brother Meng out?"
Standing by the door, holding a large handful of candied haws in his hand, Meng Xinghe sighed with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
The voice is so familiar. Could it be that God heard my prayer and returned Brother Meng?
A handful of snowflakes fell to the ground with a crash. In just a moment, the woman holding the snowflakes opposite slowly turned around.