On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, Gyeonggi Province, 370 miles from Chang'an City, Puxiang Town.

Li Changze looked back at the direction of Chang'an City, stopped and burned paper for his mother every New Year's Eve. The emperor did not allow anyone to visit the grave to pay tribute to him after the crime. He secretly did it, closed the door in his own room in the East Palace, drove everyone away, hung a portrait of his mother, knelt on it, kowtowed, burned incense, and burned a handful of paper money.

In the past, Cao Anqing prepared these things for him, and he didn't need to worry about them, but this year was different. He thought that the emperor would let him leave Chang'an after the New Year. Although he was ready and took the initiative to propose them, he did not expect that his father was so decisive. Not long after the New Year, the decree was written to be exiled for three thousand miles and immediately implemented.

Imperial power is so high-ranking.

The prince smiled apologetically at the people who followed him: "Sorry, wait."

He broke a few dead grass on the side of the road and inserted it on the ground, knelt down and kowtowed seriously.

"My mother, it's the New Year again, it's really fast. You ate vegetarian Zen before your lifetime. According to Zen Buddhism, there are six realms of reincarnation. You should have been reincarnated as a reincarnation. However, even if you are still reincarnated in this world of Daning, you should have been reincarnated and forgotten your previous life."

After kowtowing, Li Changze stood up and bowed and bowed: "Don't care so much about someone in this life, otherwise you will still have a lot of hard work."

After saying that, he turned around and continued to walk forward, and the few people who looked expressionless also continued to follow. Three of the four were masters of the Tingwei Mansion, and one was the Dawei Guard. They were ordered to protect Li Changze along the way, and their destination was... Xijiang.

The purpose of the decree is the Tiger Bone Tower in Xijiang, which is a place with few people. It is located north of Dingjun Mountain. The Tiger Bone Tower has always been a place where serious criminals are exiled. They want to build a city pass there. It is a terrible no-man's land. Even if a criminal can escape from the Tiger Bone Tower, it is impossible to leave alive. If someone really escapes, the defenders guarding the Tiger Bone Tower will not even chase after it. There is no man's land, no water source, and there is not even a grass. Walking there is no difference between people and going to hell.

The most important thing is that the people guarding the tiger bone tower were from the Tang family.

As a punishment, Li Changze had to walk to the Tiger Bone Tower and stay in the Tiger Bone Tower for half a year before he could travel around the world according to his own ideas. He had no complaints or was not qualified to complain. If he walked from Chang'an to the Tiger Bone Tower, he would have to walk for more than half a year. He stayed at the place for another half a year to work as a hard worker. At that time, he should have no idea that he was the prince again.

"Stay a little while."

The leader of the teammate Yu Zhenghe looked around. The town was very lively, with children running around and firecrackers. Although most people would stick the Spring Festival couplets on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the anxious people had already hung red on both sides of the door.

"I'll go and see if I can buy something."

Yu Zhenghe signaled the three court guards to be on guard. He walked into the town alone and stopped outside a door-doored house. Yu Zhenghe saw two old men in the yard cleaning the yard, one sprinkling water and the other sweeping, and were still talking in a low voice.

"Two old men, I am a passerby official, and I just happened to be here on New Year's Eve. I want to ask the two old men, is it convenient to sell me some dumplings?"

"Sell?"

The old man looked at the old woman, and the old woman laughed: "Official, you really look down on the people in Puxiang Town. Come in quickly. Today is New Year's Eve, and you want dumplings.

I will not pack until the New Year at night, but since you want to eat it, I will pack it for you now. There are ready-made meat and vegetables at home, which will save trouble."

"No, no, I should still buy it."

Yu Zhenghe hurriedly said, "I'm really sorry. If there is a restaurant where you can eat dumplings on the road, we won't come to disturb you."

"Come in!"

The old man glared at him: "You are the official, and you have the final say?"

Yu Zhenghedao: "No, no, I just feel that it is really disturbing today..."

The old man said, "Since it's not your official position that you have the final say, then I have the final say that I am older. Come in and rest. If you want to eat dumplings, just wait for a while."

The official did not worship the people, but Yu Zhenghe leaned over and bowed. At this moment, he did not think that he was an official, but was just a young man from Daning. In front of him were two old men from Daning.

Soon, the people from Tingwei's Mansion took Li Changze into the door, and Yu Zhenghedao: "Deng Yuan and I are at the door, Zhuo Donglai, you go to the back of the yard, Yang Ting, you are in the yard."

After giving the order, I looked at the two old men: "Just make dumplings for one person."

"One person?"

The old man and the old woman were both stunned for a moment. After looking at the five people, the old man was a little annoyed: "Do you think my family is poor?"

Yu Zhenghe quickly shook his head: "No, no, just prepare him alone, we don't need to."

Li Changze was also stunned when he heard this. He looked at Yu Zhenghe and said, "You... come and ask me for a dumpling?"

"beg?"

When the old man heard this, he was slightly angry: "No matter who you are, you are so noble and amazing. Since you entered my yard, you would either sit down and have a meal together or leave me."

More than half an hour later, six or seven plates of dumplings were placed on the table in the room, full of hot and hot. The heat made the vision in the room blurry, and Li Changze's eyes were also blurred.

He had noodles on his hands. For the first time in his life, he learned to make a few dumplings. He blushed a little. He always felt that he was a very smart person who could learn everything quickly, but this seemingly simple thing was not good at all. The dumplings he made looked like twisted clowns, while the dumplings he made were all kinds of people.

“Eat together.”

The old lady sat down: "You guys forget that you are an official today. You are so polite. It's rare for you to have so many people in your family. It's okay on weekdays. Today is New Year's Eve... I don't want to miss this excitement."

"Old man, your family..."

"The family is here, only the two of us are old."

The old man looked at Li Changze: "If my son is still at home, he should be the same age as you."

Just as Li Changze was about to ask where your son was going, he saw the old man tremblingly, walked to the wall directly east of the house, and lifted up the cloth hanging. Below the cloth was a pair of leather armor, clean and neat, but there was a hole in the chest on the leather armor.

"My son was once the captain of the Northern Frontier War Army, so he should not be younger than yours, right?"

"Not smaller than us, bigger than us."

Yu Zhenghe was the first to stand up and salute to the leather armor. He stood up, and all the three Tingwei Mansion members also stood up. The leather armor was wiped so clean, but the blood stains soaked in the leather armor could not be wiped off. With such a pair of armor, what was the mood of the two old men when they often wiped it?

“Greater than us.”

The four men saluted first in the leather armor, and then leaned over and bowed.

Li Changze also stood up and looked at the leather armor, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"It's okay, sit down and have a meal soon, and the dumplings will stick together in a while."

The old man walked aside and opened the counter door and took out a jar of wine: "This jar of wine was sent by the people of the Fujun Division, and was sent with that letter... It seems that the rules of the Fujun Division. Children who died in the frontier would receive a letter, receive a pension, and receive a jar of wine. They said this was not a sacrificial wine, but a celebratory wine, because Daning never failed in his battle."

He sat down with the wine jar in his arms: "Look at your marching salute, you are all war soldiers. I don't ask what you are going to do or what the mission is, so you can't talk randomly, but I just thought, if my son is still alive, who should drink this jar of wine with? I used to be greedy, but the old woman didn't let her. She said that this wine cannot be drunk casually, and she had to drink it with the right person. Who is the right person? With his comrades... He no longer had the opportunity to drink with his comrades. I will give you a bowl of wine. My son's celebration wine can only be drunk with the Daning soldiers like him."

This bowl of wine is too heavy.

Li Changze held this bowl of wine and looked at the ripped military armor not far away. He suddenly thought that all living beings were suffering.

He naturally recognized that it was not the lieutenant's leather armor. What the people from the Fujun Department should say was that the lieutenant died in battle. That was the custom of the Daning war soldiers. Those who died in battle would be called the lieutenant, and retired veterans would be called the lieutenant. These two poor old men thought their son was already the lieutenant's leather armor.

The soldiers who died in battle were given pensions according to the specifications of the lieutenant. This was the rule set by His Majesty Emperor Daning. His Majesty is now, Li Chengtang's father.

So he knew very well, so he was a little sad.

"My son used to join the army in Jiaziying, Gyeonggi Province. Later, for some reason, he hurried back home and said that his personal soldiers were coming. He couldn't remember his name. The man was going to be transferred to a place called Xifengkou in the northern border. All their personal soldiers must go with him. My son also said that the northern border is going to fight, and he may not be able to come back for a while. When he comes back, he will stay at home for a few days."

The old man looked back at the military armor: "He can accompany us every day now."

Li Changze had no reaction at all, but suddenly heard this and was stunned for a moment. Something flashed out of his mind. After a while, his face turned so white that it was trembling slightly, and his hands were trembling: "Old man, is your son... transferred from the Xifengkou from Jiaziying?"

"Yes, Jiaziying."

The old man was particularly proud when he mentioned Jiaziying: "Our war soldiers in Gyeonggi Province protect Chang'an, which is equivalent to the emperor's imperial guards."

Li Changze felt that his heart was blowing a little, and then he looked at the dumplings on the table, as if they were suddenly bleeding from blood. Those people were transferred to Xifengkou, northern Xinjiang, and those people were not killed in battle with the black warriors...

He turned around and ran out, running out like crazy.

Everyone in the room was stunned. No one knew what was going on and why he was like this.

Li Changze rushed out of the yard in one breath, and Yu Zhenghe and others followed him to chase him out.

In the yard, the old woman hit the old man: "Look at you, I scared everyone, and I'll say these things during the holidays."
Chapter completed!