The twenty-fifth day of the first month of the second year of Dalong Yongping.
Traces of Liu Mingzhi's three men and three horses appeared in Chengzhou Prefecture of Shu, in the mysterious Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miao Border.
No matter how much he insinuated himself along the way, Wenren Yunshu smiled and brushed off his affairs. No matter what Liu Mingzhi said, he never mentioned the affairs of his parents who lived in Shu.
With no other choice, Liu Mingzhi had no choice but to give up the idea, fearing that if he pressed the question too hastily, it would remind her of some bad past events.
Compared with the disappointing scene in Dangyang Academy, Qinglian got her wish and met her mother in the Miao Village.
As soon as the mother and daughter met, Qinglian hugged her mother, who was getting older, and burst into tears.
Those who heard it were sad and shed tears.
This made Liu Mingzhi, who was standing aside, extremely embarrassed and could only stand there angrily and apologize.
I feel my conscience and say that I have always treated my sisters and others equally, and I have never treated one favorably over another, and I have never treated anyone less favorably because of the order of marriage and bridal chambers.
Qinglian lay in her mother's arms and cried bitterly, as if she had been wronged by her side.
Although he knew in his heart that Lian'er would inevitably cry tears of joy because he had not seen his mother for a long time, Liu Mingzhi still felt a little strange.
Fortunately, my mother is an open-minded person.
She didn't think that her daughter was acting like this because she had been wronged by her husband, which made Liu Mingzhi feel better.
Although Qinglian takes time out to visit her mother once a year, the last time Liu Mingzhi saw her was several years ago.
Looking at his mother, whose eyes were much cloudier than a few years ago and who looked even older, Liu Mingzhi felt very sad.
Now is not the future, the transportation is convenient, and you can come and go at any time.
Nowadays, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, making travel difficult. It is not easy to meet family and friends just once.
Maybe this meeting will be the last time we meet.
Another farewell will become an eternal farewell.
Her mother complained that Qinglian didn't bring her three children back to visit her, an old man. This made Qinglian, who had just regained some of her mood, cry again with sadness and choked up in a low voice.
Qinglian promised to come back with her children this summer and autumn to spend time with her, so her mother stopped nagging her.
A few people chatted and laughed for a long time. Grandma, leaning on a casually polished crutch, accompanied by Qinglian, walked to the simple kitchen aside to prepare meals for the guests.
Nowadays, life in the Miao territory has improved. The tax burden is the same as that of the Han people, and high-yielding crops such as sweet potatoes have been planted in Shu. The people in the Miao territory can completely become self-sufficient and have no worries about food and clothing.
Since the last time Li Yunlong caused turmoil in the Shu region, there have never been any Miao people rioting and attacking the government.
I don’t know if it’s because there is Qinglian in the Miao territory, a noble daughter who married the current King Bingjian, or because there is a good official from Chengdu who loves the people like his own son.
No matter what the reason was, seeing their life getting better and better, Liu Mingzhi could finally rest assured.
We are about to leave for the North and time is of the essence.
Liu Mingzhi and the others stayed in Miao territory for two days, enjoyed the scenery of Miao territory, and then set off on their way to Chengzhou Prefecture to pay a visit to the parents of Wen Yunshu.
After being nudged by Young Master Liu, Wenren Yunshu finally shyly agreed to his request to stay with his sister Qinglian and rest with Young Master Liu.
On the way to visit his relatives, Young Master Liu once again enjoyed the blessing of having one dragon and two phoenixes.
But compared to Qinglian, who had experience in this area, Wenren Yunshu, who had just become a wife, was inevitably a little bit reluctant to let go when it came to bed.
However, with the guidance of senior Qinglian, it became routine later on.
The reason why Wenren Yunshu agreed to her husband's rude request was because of Liu Mingzhi's hard work, but more importantly, because of her sister Qinglian's quiet words.
The content of the discourse is nothing more than some topics related to the incense of the descendants.
After listening to Qinglian's words, Wenren Yunshu thought about it before agreeing to the somewhat absurd sexual act.
The wedding time between herself and her husband was already a few years behind that of her sisters, but now all the sisters have had troubles, and the worst part is that they have her husband's flesh and blood with them.
Although since leaving Beijing, I have made love to my husband every now and then, and have been extremely happy, but my stomach has not moved at all despite such frequent love.
Wenren Yunshu couldn't help but become a little anxious after hearing sister Lian'er's words.
If she didn't agree to her husband's request to be together, and half of the hard-earned time spent alone would be taken away by sister Lian'er, her hope of conceiving her husband's flesh and blood would be even slimmer.
On the one hand, it is difficult to resist the shameless request of her husband, and on the other hand, she is anxious about the issue of heirs.
Therefore, Wenren Yunshu could only hold back her shyness and join the ranks that allowed her husband to enjoy the blessings of everyone.
Two days later, a man and two women arrived at a somewhat aristocratic mansion in Chengzhou Mansion and stopped in front of it.
The man is handsome and handsome, and the two women are charming and charming, showing mature elegance and charming and enchanting postures in every gesture.
Such a combination of handsome men and beautiful women can be said to attract the attention of the people passing by in Chengzhou City.
Young Master Liu felt the envious gazes of the men passing by around him, and he puffed up his chest and showed a proud look.
All the hard work I have put in these days is not in vain.
The three of them stopped outside the mansion for a long time, and Liu Mingzhi's proud look became a little uneasy.
He turned around and glanced at Wenren Yunshu, who was biting her lips and looking sad and resentful: "Shu'er, why haven't your father-in-law and mother-in-law come out to greet us after so long?"
Wenren Yunshu slowly looked at Liu Mingzhi, with a hint of gloominess in his spring-like peach blossom eyes, looking at her husband with some guilt.
"Husband, they won't see us as a couple. Let's go back. I feel a little uncomfortable."
"Silly girl, what silly words are you talking about? When my daughter comes home, my parents will jump up with joy. How could my father-in-law and mother-in-law be missing..."
As Liu Mingzhi spoke, the thick red door slowly opened, and just after taking Liu Mingzhi's greeting card, the old housekeeper in his fifties or sixties came out with an embarrassed expression.
First, he glanced at Wenren Yunshu, who was standing there with a pale face. Finally, his eyes fell on Young Master Liu. He took out the greeting card that Young Master Liu had handed over from his sleeve and stuffed it into Liu Mingzhi's hand.
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"Aunt...Uncle, eldest lady, I'm really sorry, but I don't see any guests."
Liu Mingzhi blankly glanced at the greeting card in his hand, then looked up at the old housekeeper: "Sir, it's okay for my father-in-law and mother-in-law to not see guests. My wife and I are not outsiders. It's their son-in-law and daughter who have returned home.
Have you told them our identities?"
The old housekeeper glanced at Young Master Liu apologetically, and nodded helplessly: "Uncle, of course I told you exactly what I said, but he is still missing.
I'm really sorry, please go back!"
"Miss, take care, I'm back."
Before Liu Mingzhi could say anything, the old housekeeper had already retreated through the door and closed the vermilion door tightly.
When Liu Mingzhi saw this, he was a little at a loss. He stood outside the door blankly with the invitation in one hand and the gift box in the other. He didn't know what was going on.
I have never had any interaction with Shu'er's parents, let alone any hatred.
Especially since he is the old man's favorite disciple.
How...how could it be missing?
Qinglian also looked confused, standing there blankly not knowing what to say.
Liu Mingzhi came to his senses, hurriedly walked towards the door, and gently tapped the door bolt.
"Elder, could you please inform me again that Jiangnan Liu Mingzhi and his wife Wenren Yunshu came to visit me."
"Uncle, please stop embarrassing this old slave and take the eldest lady back home. The master has always told you the truth. If he says he won't see you, he will definitely not see you."
"Husband...husband, let's go back to the capital. I'm not feeling well."
Liu Mingzhi looked blankly at Wenren Yunshu, whose eyes were full of pleading. He lowered his head and glanced at the invitation in his hand, with a complicated look on his face.
"Shu'er, what on earth is going on? I...I...did I do something wrong?"
Wenren Yunshu looked at Liu Mingzhi's stunned eyes, his eyes full of heartache: "Husband, you are right, you are not wrong at all, don't think nonsense, they don't recognize my daughter, who has nothing to do with you.
nothing.
I’m begging you, can we go home? Can we go home?”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wenren Yunshu's sudden appearance of pear blossoms with rain, and immediately handed the gift box greeting card to Qinglian in a hurry, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears on her cheeks.
"Don't cry, don't cry. Why do you deny your daughter? You are so considerate, how could they deny you? What's going on?"
"I... I am... Husband, can you please stop asking me? Can you take me home? I beg you."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wenren Yunshu who was hesitant to speak, biting her red lips in grief, and suddenly thought of some possibility.
"Shu...Shu'er, is this the reason why I didn't come back as promised?"
Wenren Yunshu was startled, closed his eyes in pain, and choked softly.
"It turns out it's really because of me. No, I have to make it clear to my parents-in-law."
"Elder, please open the door. I have to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Some things are absolutely my fault and have nothing to do with Shu'er.
Open the door and I'll tell them face to face what's inside..."
Liu Mingzhi paused in his words and looked blankly at Wenren Yunshu, who was kneeling in front of him, holding his wrist with both hands and shaking his head.
"Shu...Shu'er...you..."
Wenren Yunshu's peach blossom eyes were filled with tears, and she stared at Liu Mingzhi closely: "Go home!
Husband, take Shuer home."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the closed vermilion door dully, and nodded with a complicated expression.
He bent down and picked up Wenren Yunshu by the waist, walked towards the horse-tying stone, and climbed onto the horse with the beautiful lady in his arms. Liu Mingzhi hugged the beautiful lady's slender waist with one hand, and held the horse's rein with the other, looking at the mansion in front of him absentmindedly.
What kind of past happened to make Shu Er so sad.
Let's slowly reconcile it after we understand it clearly.
"drive!"
Qinglian didn't dare to speak from the beginning to the end, for fear of saying something wrong and mentioning Sister Yunshu's sadness.
When they saw their husband, they were already on their way, glanced at the mansion with strange eyes, and then followed him.
The second day of February in the second year of Dalong Yongping.
Liu Mingzhi's pro-provincial team returned to the Liu Mansion in the capital.
On February 2, the dragon raises its head.
As the thunder exploded, heavy rain fell instantly.
Young Master Liu and the others were soaked in water on the official road seven or eight miles away from the capital.
Fortunately, the capital was right in front of us, so we rushed home in time to take a shower and change clothes, so we were not in danger of catching the cold.
In the more than ten days after returning home, the day to go to the north to guard the border was getting closer.
Song Yu invited Young Master Liu to the mansion for a banquet, preparing to practice it in advance.
I don't know who accidentally saw this incident. In an instant, many officials in the capital followed suit and handed invitations to Young Master Liu with the mentality of giving it a try.
Many people just follow the crowd. It is a well-known fact that King Bingjian has never had close friendship with the officials in the capital since he became a vassal.
Except for invitations from close relatives and friends, he had never been to anyone's house for a banquet.
Many people handed over the invitation and then forgot about it, busy with their own affairs.
However, something happened that shocked everyone.
King Bingjian, who never attended banquets other than those of relatives and friends, uncharacteristically agreed to the invitation and asked people to reply and go to the banquet.
In the past ten days or so, Young Master Liu has responded to all the invitations sent by him, from first-rank officials to fifth-rank officials, and even some low-ranking eighth-rank officials.
But if you are invited, you will not refuse.
No matter what rank you are, whether you are a member of the Li clan or a relative of the emperor, as long as you send me an invitation, I will definitely come to visit you.
For a time, the capital became strange because of this incident.
February 13, the second year of Yongping.
From the residence of Zhou Zhuo, a member of the Ministry of War, Young Master Liu returned to the residence drunk again.
The news spread like wildfire that even a fifth-grade foreign minister could invite Wang Chenggong to stand beside him, which immediately ignited the hearts of many officials.
"Master, did you drink too much again?"
Liu Da shook his drunken head, walked to the well, took a few handfuls of cold water and slapped it on his face.
He breathed softly and looked at Liu Song, who was holding a towel at the side: "How many invitations are there?"
"Six, I don't know if anyone will hand over a smaller one later! You didn't drink too much today, did you?"
Liu Mingzhi wiped his face and threw the towel to Liu Song.
"It doesn't matter if I drink too much or not, as long as others think I drink too much."
"Then young master, you'd better drink less. It's easy for you to feel uncomfortable."
"You idiot, how can you say something without drinking too much!"
Liu Song was startled, then nodded as if he had some understanding.
"By the way, young master, the two distinguished guests in the wing have asked me to inform you to meet them when you come back!"