According to Meng Xinghe's plan, he was in Li Chengqian's camp. If he could successfully obtain the throne, wouldn't he be able to take all his family members back to the future? But then Meng Xinghe calmed down and thought for a long time. All his wives were real. Ancient people, if they go back with him, will they be able to adapt to modern life? What else can they do if they go back to that era? It would be better to live happily together as a family in this era, with a group of brothers who live and die. , have their own family business and ancestors, and their own more or less ambitions.
Meng Xinghe admitted that when he was in Tiangong, he only agreed to the temptation of the stone because he wanted to go back to his own time. But now he doesn't seem to care much about that promise. He wonders whether history can be changed. , it is no longer something he can accomplish on his own, and there is no need for him to make the world miserable for someone's ambition, and he doesn't have the ability.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Xinghe seemed to have made a big decision. He knew that among his wives, if he could be said to be the calmest and calmest in the face of trouble, he was probably the only one in front of him, his wife Xiruo. .
"Xiruo," Meng Xinghe decided to confess everything about himself. If his ladies knew that he was not from this era, then it would be up to them whether they should stay or go, and he would not have to keep this secret all the time. lifetime.
Sensing Meng Xinghe's mood swings, Yang Xiruo knew that he might have something important to say. She placed the hand in Meng Xinghe's palm and held her husband tightly, as if she could sense that Meng Xinghe in front of her was extremely uneasy.
"My husband, we are husband and wife. Aren't you willing to tell Xiruo what's on your mind?" Yang Xiruo leaned her head on Meng Xinghe's shoulder, closed her eyes slightly and said, "I know, my husband has a lot of things in his heart." "Bitterness, how about if you are willing to be a listener today?"
Meng Xinghe closed his eyes: "Xiruo, my husband is going to tell you a story. After listening to it, don't be surprised or doubtful, because this story is true."
"Yes," the understanding reply made Meng Xinghe feel even more relieved.
Meng Xinghe didn't know where to start. He thought for a long time before he felt that the following story should be the closest to his own experience. He said: "Have you ever thought that your husband-in-law came from a dynasty far, far away? ," When he said this, Meng Xinghe clearly felt the woman's hands in his arms shaking slightly.
"Very far, how far is far," Aunt Yun, who had been listening to the story with her eyes closed, asked curiously.
"More than a thousand years later,"
"Yes, I understand," Yang Xiruo held Meng Xinghe's hand and held it tightly, as if she was afraid that the person in her arms would suddenly disappear: "Mr. Xiruo is here,"
Then, Meng Xinghe explained how he traveled here, why he had so many weird ideas, and went to Tiangong to meet the "Qin Shihuang" who also traveled through time, including the transaction between the two, and the space theory. , it is also told as a completely absurd story in today’s books.
It wasn't until Meng Xinghe said that he didn't know what to do now, and felt that his back was soaked with cold sweat, then Meng Xinghe ended his story, tried his best to smile and said: "This story is nice. ,"
"Well, the stories my husband tells are always very nice, just like Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Are the stories from my husband's time so fresh?" Unexpectedly, Aunt Yun didn't show any surprise. In fact, Meng Xinghe didn't know that Aunt Yun was born in the royal family and had heard about all kinds of weird things. Although the stories Meng Xinghe told were too bizarre, Yang Xiruo, who had received extraordinary education since childhood, still suppressed the feeling in her heart. She was deeply shocked, but she acted extremely calm in front of Meng Xinghe. She did this to allow her husband to get some comfort.
If no one in this world can understand Meng Xinghe, then his life will be so painful. As his woman, I can't stand by his side when he is most vulnerable, comfort him, and understand him. One can only imagine how he would be struggling in his heart.
Whoever leaves whose world is an unforgettable pain.
"Ms. sir," she called softly. Yang Xiruo opened her eyes that were astonishing to all living beings. The jade hands that were originally holding Meng Xinghe gently climbed onto Meng Xinghe's chiseled and attractive side face. She She didn't know what words to comfort her. At this moment, she only thought of the words that were widely circulated among the ladies in the Meng family.
"My husband, I love tiger oil,"
As soon as these words came out, Meng Xinghe felt as if a warm current flowed through his heart.
With a sound of "Boo," he and Yang Xiruo were already facing each other. At this moment, they seemed to want to melt into each other's hearts. But at this moment, Meng Xinghe truly realized that, in fact, the so-called true love is just It is an understanding.
By coincidence, when the two of them were exchanging feelings in the room, a series of crisp knocks on the door interrupted the couple who were immersed in it.
The man immediately asked frantically for a while and then stopped, leaving the woman nestled in his arms. Recalling the beauty of me having you and you having me, he made a beeping sound and said softly: "Mr. Let’s leave Datang,”
Meng Xinghe didn't answer. In fact, he already thought that he would not stay in this place. As for where to go, he might have a clear direction in his mind.
If you don’t want to stay in Datang, then go to the northwest with your family.
Although it's a bit bitter there, it would be fun if I could accompany the ladies to herd horses and sheep.
He decided this matter in his heart, and the knock on the door rang twice more. Meng Xinghe, who had already arranged his clothes, immediately returned to normal and said: "What's the matter?" He knew that his wife would never come in. If you knock on the door, it's the maid who's coming to report the news.
"Master, someone just sent a letter to you. My wife asked a servant to deliver it."
With a creak, Meng Xinghe opened the door and saw Qiaoqiao, the maid sent to his house by Li Shimin. She was holding an unnamed letter in her hand. He took it and said, "Go back first." Already returned to the room.
"Who wrote it?" Yang Xiruo knew Meng Xinghe's current situation. Li Chengqian was trying his best to please him to complete his great cause, and Meng Xinghe had promised the stone earlier. This letter must have been sent by Li Chengqian.
Sure enough, when I opened the letter, there was only an address left inside, but the handwriting was Li Chengqian's own, and his prince's seal was also signed underneath.
After giving the letter to Aunt Yun to read over, Meng Xinghe said to himself, "Should I go to the banquet?"
Looking at the three words "Guozijian" on it, Aunt Yun thought for a while and said: "Li Chengqian is a bit smart. He came to you in the Imperial College. Outsiders can't see anything strange about him. Since he invited us, why don't we go? It's just Keep your stance straight, neither show your allegiance nor rush to distance yourself. I think that if Li Chengqian is defeated during the Lantern Festival, my husband will not be too implicated."
Meng Xinghe put on a slightly thicker robe, pushed open the door and went out, saying: "Xiruo, after I leave, you first go to Jiangdu to pick up my mother and Ning'er and go northwest to the outside of the Great Wall. As for I have my own arrangements for Chang'an. If Li Shimin really can't tolerate me, then we have no choice but to escape."
Yang Xiruo knew the meaning of Xianggong's words and said: "Don't worry, Xianggong, sister Ning'er and I are waiting for you to meet outside the pass."
After coming out of the mansion, I took a carriage and headed towards the Imperial College. When I got to the gate of the Imperial College, I looked up and saw that after he won the imperial examination, Li Shimin framed a sentence from his article as the face of the Imperial College. His reputation as Meng Xinghe also From then on, the representative existed like a god in the Imperial College.
After the Chinese New Year, it’s time for spring boudoir. There are already many students in the Imperial College who are immersed in studying at the moment. This spring boudoir is equivalent to the provincial examination. Although there will be a courtyard exam after that, if Chun boudoir can pass the exam in Chang'an, The first place is almost the first place in this year's imperial examination. Like Meng Xinghe, the dark horse who came from the local state capital last year, the number one place is very small.
Li Chengqian's letter made it very clear that when he arrived at the Imperial College, someone would come to greet him. Meng Xinghe couldn't guess who the person Li Chengqian sent to meet him was. When he stepped into the Imperial College, he saw a group of scholars dressed as scholars walking towards him. They came out, apparently they disliked the hard work of studying and wanted to go out in a group to have some fun.
Seeing the group of scholars strutting and high-spirited approaching, Meng Xinghe politely let them go first.
But his humble behavior became an excuse for those students to make fun of him.
"Country boy, look at his shabby appearance, do you also want to win the first prize?" This group of people may have misunderstood Master Meng, who was wearing a green shirt underneath and a robe outside, as a shabby scholar who was a bit shabby in the Imperial College. It is common for scholars to be laughed at.
Seeing this scene, Meng Xinghe suddenly remembered that when Du Ruhui saw him studying hard in Taoyuan County School, he was infected by the spirit of not looking down on a person despite being in a relative position. He just smiled lightly and did not reveal himself. As a person, I actually don’t want to be familiar with these scholars who mostly write romantic stories.
Without saying a word, he walked silently into the Imperial College.
"Hey, the redneck is gone,"
There was another burst of laughter. The group of well-dressed students had just teased a shabby scholar to make themselves happy and satisfied, and then they went out to have fun with them.
However, just when they were about to leave, a woman who could be on an equal footing with Master Du came out of the Imperial Academy.
The woman is wearing a goose-yellow dress and a mink velvet shawl. Her appearance is the kind that makes people feel as dreamy as smoke and willows after just one glance, especially her seductive eyes. He secretly fascinated many modern scholars in the Imperial College.
"Look, it's the martial arts man in the Imperial College." The students who were about to leave just now were probably also obsessed with the martial arts man mentioned in his mouth. They saw the woman they thought about day and night appeared, how could they think about it with all their heart?
Go and have fun.
When the few students who had teased Meng Xinghe opened their eyes wide and looked at the talented woman in the Imperial College who had made countless people think wildly, those students who could still find a sense of pride before saw the next scene and felt that they
Is it dazzling?
Because, in their hearts, the talented woman who existed like a goddess, actually, in front of the man wearing an ordinary robe, would have spring-like eyebrows and spring-like eyes like spring water like that of an ordinary woman when she is in love for a long time.