Traveling thousands of miles away is not about sightseeing, nor is it a self-driving trip, nor is it about romantic poetry and distant places.
In this era when transportation roads are inconvenient and wild animals roam everywhere, moving thousands of miles is considered a relatively severe punishment. Many prisoners never reach their destination and are eaten by wild animals on the way, or fall off the cliff and die.
Even if the auspicious stars in your fortune make it to the resettlement area, you will still be a commoner. If you are forced to participate in local labor, you will not only be bullied by the locals, but you will not be able to receive even the most basic food and medical care. A headache or fever will be considered a disaster.
Only one foot enters the gate of hell.
Having read some books in his previous life, Li Qinzai had a rough idea of what his migration to Lingnan meant.
Strictly speaking, moving thousands of miles away is considered a "semi-death penalty". After leaving Chang'an, whether a person lives or dies depends entirely on whether one's birth date is strong or not.
Of course, Li Qinzai rejected the upcoming results in his heart.
He walked slowly to the front hall, where his father Li Siwen was already sitting in the hall, waiting for him.
Seeing Li Qinzai walking in, Li Siwen's eyes widened, and an unknown fire suddenly burst out in his heart.
No matter when or where he saw this son, Li Siwen's emotions were always very rich and layered, from disappointment, to disgust, to anger, to indifference.
There are no positive emotions, and my heart is full of negative energy when I see him.
Countless nights in the dead of night, Li Siwen looked up at the moon and sighed sadly. Giving birth to such a thing was the biggest mistake of his life. In the twenty years since Li Qinzai was born, Li Siwen's quality of life has dropped a lot, and his blood pressure has increased.
few.
That night when the flowers were blooming and the cicadas were chirping, if he had decisively withdrawn and shot a bag of descendants on the wall at the moment before he trembled, how wonderful and happy Li Siwen's life would be now.
Thinking of this, Li Siwen stared at Li Qinzai with an increasingly unkind look, and even Li Qinzai's walking posture felt particularly dazzling.
Li Qinzai was completely unaware of his father's emotional fluctuations at this moment. He just walked down the steps calmly, walked into the hall, and awkwardly bowed to Li Siwen.
"Greetings to your father," Li Qinzai said in a low voice.
Li Siwen glanced at him indifferently, and then remained silent.
Li Qinzai lowered his head, and the front hall fell into a brief silence. The air seemed to be stagnant, and the atmosphere between father and son had never been colder.
After a long time, Li Siwen finally broke the silence.
"The Censor's Office has sent twenty-three memorials to impeach the Li family. They all used the incident of the Pegasus Jade Carving to impeach your grandfather, saying that he had too much power and that his children were arrogant. The court was already boiling, and neither Your Majesty nor the Queen could suppress it.
Damn it, you bastard, you did a good job!"
Li Qinzai sighed silently, I really just took the blame...
"Yes, I know my mistake."
Li Siwen was stunned for a moment and was surprised by Li Qinzai's attitude of honestly admitting his mistake.
In the past, Li Qinzai would not be so honest. No matter what mistakes he made, he would always be able to find excuses for his mistakes.
After calming down, Li Siwen continued: "This morning, Your Majesty announced your grandfather's entry into the palace and gave him a banquet. Your Majesty had a very pleasant conversation with your grandfather, recalling the great contributions your grandfather made to the Tang Dynasty by assisting the late Emperor Taizong.
, the emperor was so moved that he shed tears and even offered three glasses of wine to your grandfather..."
Li Qinzai didn't understand why Li Siwen suddenly mentioned these things. He was just a playboy with no official position and didn't care about the affairs of the court at all.
However, as a junior, Li Qinzai knew that he must still play the role of admiration.
"Then what?" Li Qinzai asked.
"What then?"
"Your Majesty offers your grandfather three glasses of wine. What happens next?"
Li Siwen glanced at him coldly and said, "There is no such thing. After having a banquet with the emperor, your grandfather resigned from the palace."
Li Qinzai was in a daze for a long time, talking about everything without making any sense. Then the monarch and his ministers had a drink, chatted some gossip, and then it was over?
What's the difference between this and a thousand years later at a barbecue stall where you're drinking cold beer and grilling skewers while bragging about how awesome you were back then?
Li Qinzai asked cautiously: "Did the emperor mention the matter about the Pegasus jade carving?"
Li Siwen's heart burst out with anger.
"You bastard, you still have the guts to mention this!" Li Siwen shouted angrily, then looked around, obviously looking for a weapon he could get his hands on.
Li Qinzai's expression changed, he took a few steps back and said, "Father, please calm down. If you hit me, I will run away and we won't be able to talk about business anymore."
Li Siwen froze for a moment, thinking of the purpose of calling this evil beast here, and he immediately suppressed his anger.
With a heavy snort, Li Siwen sat down again and said coldly: "The emperor didn't mention the Pegasus jade carving at all. When having a banquet with your grandfather, he only recalled the style of the late Emperor Taizong and only talked about your grandfather's achievements. During the banquet, we
end."
Li Qinzai frowned: "Not a word?"
Li Siwen hummed: "I didn't mention a word. This is definitely not a good thing. I'm afraid the emperor won't be able to withstand the discussion of the courtiers..."
Looking at Li Qinzai with complicated eyes, Li Siwen said: "You must be prepared. You can't escape this time. You may have to wander thousands of miles. The emperor's banquet is probably to reveal this intention to your grandfather. In the near future, Dali Temple may
I will question you."
Li Siwen's eyes were full of disappointment. He didn't hit or scold Li Qinzai, but sighed.
"Your grandfather and old husband have pampered you too much since you were a child, leaving you to do whatever you want. But you made more and more bad friends and became more and more domineering outside. Finally, you caused a huge disaster and it got out of hand. Today's disaster
, it is your retribution, and it is also the retribution of my Li family..."
"Qin Zai, don't blame me for being cruel. I can't do anything for you, but there are many people in the Li family, so we can't be implicated because of you..."
Li Siwen turned his head, not daring to look directly into Li Qinzai's eyes, and sighed sadly: "You... prepare yourself, there may be a decree in a few days, take care of yourself after leaving home, three to five years, three to five years later...
"
Li Siwen couldn't speak any more, but Li Qinzai's expression remained calm.
The middle-aged man in front of him is his father, and this father said face to face that he gave up on himself.
But Li Qinzai had no fluctuations in his heart.
The blood relationship cannot be denied. Originally, being abandoned by a loved one should be heartbreaking and angry, but Li Qinzai showed no emotion at all, as if he was just listening to a stranger talk about something that had nothing to do with him.
In his heart, the father in front of him is just a stranger.
It is natural for a stranger to give up on himself, so what emotions can he feel?
The trouble was caused by oneself, and the responsibility must be borne by oneself.
Otherwise? Holding Li Siwen's thigh and begging?
In his previous life, Li Qinzai graduated from college and went to work. He had been involved in society for more than ten years. He had bowed down to his bosses and laughed with customers. He still smiled like an obedient and dutiful son even after he spilled wine on his face.
I couldn't pay the rent and the landlord threw out my luggage. I squatted alone in the dark corridor, chewing on cold steamed buns and mindlessly calling my girlfriend to tell dirty jokes.
If only one word can be engraved on a person's tombstone after death, then the word "tired" must be engraved on Li Qinzai's tombstone.
All kinds of experiences cannot be said to be great, nor are they humiliating. They are just sufferings that an adult man should endure.
No matter how difficult it was, no matter how many times he was stepped into the dirt and humbled as a dog, he never complained to his parents.
After adulthood, retracting the hand reaching out to your parents is the most basic responsibility of a man.
This life is the same.
Looking at the strange father in front of him, Li Qinzai suddenly smiled, and his smile was brighter than ever.
"Father, I understand, kid. I will take care of the trouble I caused, so I won't involve the Li family."
Li Siwen looked at him in shock, his hand stroking his green beard froze.
The responsibility and maturity shown by Li Qinzai at this moment were something he had never seen before in his life.
Strange and heartbreaking.
The son in front of me suddenly became very strange. The boy who once got into trouble and only tried to push and beg for mercy, even rolling around and acting wildly, was now as unmoving as a pine and cypress in the snow, telling him with his tall and upright posture that he could take on the trouble.
Pictures flashed through his mind quickly, from Li Qinzai's babbling in childhood, to his willfulness and arrogance as a child, to his domineering and arrogant youth...
Only Li Qinzai at this moment seems strange to others.
Is it because the disaster this time was too big, too big and irreversible, so it grew overnight?
Li Siwen suppressed his thoughts, and when he thought about the consequences of this trouble, he suddenly felt exhausted.
After Li Qinzai finished speaking, he bowed to him, turned around and walked out of the front hall.
Li Siwen stared at his back and suddenly called him.
"Qin Zai."
Li Qinzai stopped.
The light in Li Siwen's eyes gradually dimmed like burned-out lamp oil.
"If you had been so responsible earlier, I would have risked my life to keep you alive..."
With his eyes turning red, Li Siwen sighed in a low voice: "...It's too late, it's too late."
A big mistake has been made, the outcome has been decided, and it can never be undone.