Seeing the familiar house in Chongrenfang, Wang Xun suddenly felt as if he had been in a dream.
More than four months ago, the maple leaves in the square were red, but now, the dry treetops are showing a faint green. It seems that as soon as I wake up, autumn and winter have passed, and the spring of Tianbao's eleventh year has quietly passed by.
Until then, no one heard her footsteps.
Seasons are not the seasons of yesterday, and boys are no longer the boys of yesterday. People will grow up one day, no matter whether they grow up fast, slowly, or unwillingly.
In the first few days when he entered the military camp, he thought all the time about giving up training, packing up, running away home, and continuing to live a life of eating and waiting to die. But now, those seemingly arduous trainings have become a habit.
Even without getting up and running a few laps every morning, he felt uncomfortable all over.
The concierge Wang Fu saw the young master standing at the door and was reluctant to take a step. He thought he had drunk too much again. He stretched out his big hand and held the young master's arm firmly, "Little Marquis, you come this way. The purple radish has been burned."
If you order hangover soup, it will be served to you right away!”
"Go, can you smell a drop of alcohol on me?" Wang Xun pushed the other person angrily and scolded him in a low voice.
"Hehe, hehe!" Wang Fu also realized that he had flattered him in the wrong place, and smiled, but refused to take his arm back, "Here, here, I heard you were coming back this morning, and the mistress told me to wait for the shop.
carpet!"
After hearing the other party's reminder, Wang Xun realized that the main door of the house, which had rarely been opened since his father's death, was wide open. There was a scarlet carpet spread out from the yard and extending past the Shangma Stone. Watching the formations, compared with
A few days ago, I was more solemn when I welcomed Feng Changqing's visit. I was stunned and asked casually: "Are there any guests? Who?"
"No? Isn't this to welcome the young master back to the house? The mistress ordered it, and the kids have been busy for a while!" After just a few words, Wang Fu found that the young master has become more mature than half a year ago.
There are many, so I don’t dare to neglect and explain with a smile.
"I'm not a distinguished guest? Why are you being so arrogant?" After hearing this, Wang Xun looked around for a moment. Sure enough, he saw many young boys from the neighbor's house poking their heads in this direction.
"This is not publicity. Little Marquis, you are now a seventh-grade Gui De Zhonghou!" Wang Fu shook his head and suddenly raised his voice a few points, lest the neighbors could not hear Wang Xun's current rank. "According to this promotion method,
By the time the training is over, we will at least be able to train a guerrilla general. We have not had a general in Chongrenfang for some years!"
"We just know how to talk, and we're not afraid of others laughing at us. We don't know how to advance or retreat!" Wang Xun spat with a smile, and raised his legs to step onto the carpet. He could already understand Aunt Yun's thoughts. This family really needs a promising person.
Men came to support the facade. Unfortunately, I realized it too late. If I hadn't been stimulated by the incident of Yuwen boy being imprisoned, I might still be living in confusion now.
"Where are we now?" Concierge Wang Fu looked around proudly while chatting with Wang Xun with a smile, "The old historian at the back of the house was just a small student last year, but he is worth eighty-eight thousand yuan if he is a Jinshi.
Qianli has been celebrating for several days with lanterns and colorful decorations. How can he compare with you, a dignified seventh-rank prince! This morning, his old housekeeper rushed to get close to me, and I didn't even bother to look back...
...."(Note 1)
"It's not like that. Last year, I stood in front of someone's house and stared at it for several days!" Wang Xun curled his lips and joked with a smile, but he was also a little proud in his heart, and his steps became more and more light.
Even a father who no longer wants to be enterprising still hopes that his children and grandchildren can follow the right path. In the Chongrenfang area, there are a lot of founding heroes. But among the descendants of this generation, most of them are unsatisfactory. Some people are in the school of the capital.
Three days of fishing and two days of drying nets mean that there is no chance of becoming a Jinshi in this life. Some people donate part-time jobs through various channels, but they are unable to make up for the real vacancies. They wear green robes without any markings all day long and pretend to be rich. Like Wang
People like Xun who endured the hardships of the military camp and were quickly promoted are indeed rare. (Note 2)
In the seldom-used hall of her home, Aunt Yun had long been waiting impatiently. When she heard Wang Xun's footsteps coming from outside, she couldn't help but want to go out. After thinking about it, she forced herself to sit still and pose.
A posture of sitting upright.
Wang Xun smiled tolerantly, took a few steps forward, knelt down and prostrated, "Auntie, I'm back!"
Aunt Yun immediately jumped up as if she had been burned by sparks, and held Wang Xun's arm with both hands, "What are you doing? Come back as soon as you come back. You're so good, why do you want to beg me?"
"In the past few months, every time I think of my aunt's teachings, I feel so ashamed! If a child is unfilial, he will cause trouble. If there is no aunt to take care of him..." Wang Xun stood up and responded with a smile. Halfway through the scene,
My true feelings suddenly moved in my heart, my nose felt sore, and my eyes immediately filled with tears.
"You kid, why are you saying all these nonsense?" Aunt Yun couldn't hold it in any longer, and tears were streaming down her face. More than four months is not a long time.
Although Wang Xun grew up, it was the first time since childhood that Wang Xun had left home. The first time he had escaped from the protection of her wings.
This child is not her biological child, but she has brought it up. Now that the child has finally made a difference, how can a mother be unhappy? Even if she meets his grandpa and his biological mother in the future, she can have an explanation with them.
.I have lived up to your instructions and raised this child!
Several little girls quickly handed over towels and wiped the faces of the "old" and "young" generations of owners. Aunt Yun took it, wiped two handfuls of them carelessly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you want to go to dinner with the Qin brothers? Why?
You’re back early. Are you hungry? I’ll go to the kitchen to see if there’s anything to suit your taste!”
Wang Xun endured it again and again, and finally wiped away the tears in his eyes for a long time. He smiled and pulled Aunt Yun's sleeves, and responded in a low voice: "I'm not hungry! Don't be busy, let the servants do whatever they want.
Just click it!”
"How do they know your taste?" Aunt Yun struggled twice, shook off Wang Xun, and walked out the door, "You just came home after a long time, and you can't eat without a warm meal. I'd better go and watch it in person.
Okay. You go to the backyard and change your clothes first, Zi Luo is waiting for you there too!"
After that, he wiped his face with a handkerchief and ran away. From the beginning to the end, he never asked Wang Xun where the blood stains on his body came from, or whether he had caused irreparable trouble for himself.
A thick smile appeared on Wang Xun's face.
This is home, you don’t have to be wary of anyone or pretend to be anything. You are yourself, you can vent your feelings and expose your heart at will. When you are tired, it will not dislike you for being sour. When you are down and out
, it will not think you are unlucky. And when you achieve something, all members of the family will be proud of you, even though that achievement is almost insignificant in the eyes of others.
With a warm feeling, he quickly walked to the room where he lived. Xiao Ziluo was not qualified to greet her husband with Aunt Yun. She stood at the door with an embroidery needle in her hand, but there was no one on the bandage.
When Silk Thread saw the long-awaited figure appearing in front of her eyes, she immediately threw the stretcher and embroidery needle to Xue Yan, and flew into Wang Xun's arms like a bird.
Before Wang Xun had time to change her clothes, the smell of blood and sweat entered her nostrils. She raised her face, slightly surprised. In the blink of an eye, she pressed up against Wang Xun without hesitation. She held Wang Xun with her hands.
He hugged his waist tightly, fearing that he would lose it if he let go.
No regrets, no fear. Even if Wang Xun is a wanted gangster, I will stay with him in this life. Rich or poor, sad or happy, we will always be together and never look back.
Wang Xun hugged Zi Luo with a smile, feeling his chest getting moister. For more than four months, his heart had never been as soft as now, full of happiness and satisfaction. This was his home.
, his woman, the one he wants to protect in this life. Before leaving, I didn’t feel too concerned about her. After not seeing each other for several months, I gradually realized the weight of home.
"You, are you back?" Zi Luo cried profusely, her nose and tears rubbing onto Wang Xun's chest, re-moistening the dried blood and staining her face.
Wang Xun smiled softly and did not respond. His big calloused hands slowly passed through the other party's silky hair. From the root to the tip, it felt indescribably comfortable. Zi Luo slowly raised her head,
Wang Xun was just about to smell the fragrance of her hair. Their eyes met in mid-air, and they were immediately entangled. They were bound to each other and could no longer be separated.
Zi Luo's face suddenly became as gorgeous as a spring flower, her red lips slowly raised, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes. Wang Xun kissed her without hesitation, like drinking mellow wine. Zi Luo's body instantly
He shuddered, his waist became softer and softer, and his whole body almost began to melt. Wang Xun slowly raised his head, with a smile in his eyes, and with a sudden force of his arm, he hugged Zi Luo and strode into the house.
"Lang Jun, farewell, Xue Yan is watching from the side!" Xiao Ziluo was immediately frightened and turned pale, but her arms tightly hooked Wang Xun's neck. Wang Xun laughed loudly and walked quickly to the bed.
, put the purple radish on it. "Xue Yan, go to the kitchen and boil a bucket of bath water for me. By the way, tell my aunt that I need to take a bath first, and then I can eat!"
Little Ziluo rolled on the bed, grabbed a silk handkerchief she had just finished embroidering, and covered her face. Two mandarin ducks swam in the spring water, following her hot breathing.
The silk embroidery is lifelike.
Note 1: Shengtu. Those who passed the internal selection of official schools in the Tang Dynasty and were recommended to take the Jinshi examination were collectively called Shengtu.
Note 2: Tang Dynasty costumes, purple robes of the third rank and above are worn with gold fish bags; scarlet robes of the fifth rank and above are worn with silver fish bags; green robes below the sixth rank, without fish bags. The green robe has no mark, which means it does not have any actual position, only
