Tang Yang advised: "Prince, you still have to focus on the overall situation. The fate of the patients on the leprosy mountain has been determined, so it is really not appropriate to worry about it anymore. If the princess has the medicine, she can save it for later use. I don't know how much it was at the beginning.
It's an infection, didn't the Crown Princess say? This disease has a long incubation period, and some cases may not even show up until ten years."
Yu Wenhao looked at him. "Tang Yang. He didn't save the people in front of him, but said he would save the people in the future. It's like those people who shout slogans about how to work diligently and love the people in the future, but now they are doing things that hurt the people.
What's the difference? Indeed, when the Crown Princess said it, I also felt that the overall situation should be the most important thing. But tell me, are a few hundred lives a big picture? A few hundred families, are they a big picture?"
Tang Yang, who has always had a bright tongue, was somewhat convinced. However, the persistence in his heart made him resist for a while, "The fear is that he will offend too many people. Now he has finally won the hearts of all the officials. After all, this disease
It’s a bad luck disease.”
"What is the purpose of winning the hearts of hundreds of officials?" Yu Wenhao asked.
"Of course it will be used to govern the country in the future." Tang Yang said without hesitation.
Yu Wenhao asked again, "Who is the boss of Beitang now?"
"Your Majesty!"
Yu Wenhao laughed and said, "Then make an estimate. How many years of my father's long life are left?"
Tang Yang was startled when he heard these words, "Your Highness, you can't ask this question randomly. Since it lasts for thousands of years, it will naturally last for tens of thousands of years."
Yu Wenhao said lightly: "Isn't that right? My father is only over forty, and the long life has not passed half yet. What are you worried about? The position of the prince can be lost today, but can be fought for in the future. Besides, according to the hard work of this king now
At this level, it looks like he will age earlier than his father. Maybe he is ahead of him. Why bother worrying about the future? It’s better to do the things in front of you first."
Tang Yang felt that what he said made sense, but if he thought about it carefully, it was definitely wrong. Being willful, he was the prince now, not the King of Chu in the past. Now he had to be cautious in everything he did, and he could not make mistakes and be caught by others.
Caught the pigtail.
But looking at Yu Wenhao, who had made up his mind, he felt that it was useless to say more. After all, as long as the princess said something about what she wanted to do, the prince would plunge into it regardless of whether it was an abyss or a sea of fire.
This has nothing to do with whether you love deeply or not, it's mainly about henpecking.
Yu Wenhao smiled so wildly that he walked away.
Being imprisoned by the prince's status for some days has made him very restrained. Now whenever he wants to do something rebellious, he gets so excited that he wants to be dragged out for a walk.
The next day, Yuan Qingling returned to her parents' house and packed her things. The carriage arranged by Yu Wenhao was also waiting outside.
When Yuan Qingling returned, he wandered around the room with his hands behind his back, looking reluctant to leave.
Seeing Yuan Qingling, he was so aggrieved that he almost shed tears. He looked at Yuan Qingling with red eyes, "When you have time, come back to see your grandmother more often. She is ill."
"I will, just go ahead." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Jinghou glared, "Why just go? What an unlucky thing to say. My father is not going to die, my father is just leaving for a while. If you have any way in the future, please let your father come back, so that your grandmother will not die without a child."
"
When he said this, he squatted on the ground, covered his face and started sobbing.
Yuan Qingling didn't know if he was pretending to be pitiful or if he really couldn't let go of the family ties at this time. She just saw that he was crying very seriously, so she comforted him with a few words out of humanitarianism, "Okay, you go and avoid the limelight first.
After things calm down in a few years, people will naturally be arranged to pick you back up."
Jinghou raised his head and wiped his nose with a handkerchief. He wiped his nose very red, and said more loudly: "You must keep your word. I am your father. No matter what, you have to care about the relationship between father and daughter."
, don’t ask me to suffer outside all the time.”
"Okay, okay." Yuan Qingling said angrily.
When I think about it, I am filled with grievances and anger, "You said you were living in the prosperous Kyoto with high beds and soft pillows, while I was dining and sleeping in the open air in a foreign land..."
Yuan Qingling interrupted his sorrow and indignation, "Are you going to sleep in the open air? If so, I will ask Tang Yang to sell the house prepared for you, and you can go wandering with your mother. I will give you an alms bowl each.
."
Jinghou immediately shut up, his eyes looking unwilling and cowardly.
When Yuan Qingling saw that he had calmed down, he went in to see his grandmother.
Mother Sun pushed the old lady in the yard, wearing a black satin dress. The sunlight flowed quietly on her hair and body. Her silver hair shone under the sunlight, but her whole person was
bleak.
Seeing Yuan Qingling come in, she immediately adjusted her smile. It was so difficult that one couldn't help but blush.
Yuan Qingling pushed her back to the corridor, where she sat on the stone steps, leaning against each other.
The old lady's free hand fell on Yuan Qingling's head, rubbed it gently, and said, "Don't feel sorry for him, it's not worth it."
She speaks much more eloquently now, and can stand up and walk a few steps. However, after being beaten, the fire that had been sparked by Yuan Qingling in her life was suddenly extinguished, and her will became much lowered.
Yuan Qingling could feel the aura of depression and loneliness emanating from her body. It was the disappointment of not being able to make steel, the restlessness of the family in her old age, and the worry about what would happen after her death.
No matter how cruel you are, it is the flesh that fell from your own body.
Yuan Qingling didn't say any words of comfort. For a wise person like her grandmother, how could she not understand the truth? So, she just wanted to stay with her and stay by her side quietly.
Sure enough, as time passed by second by second, you could hear the old lady's breath gradually calming down, and she said: "Bring the child back to grandma another day."
Yuan Qingling raised her face and looked at her, "It's very noisy when I bring you back. How about I take you to the palace to stay for a few days?"
The old lady thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, let's leave now."
Yuan Qingling stood up and immediately ordered Mother Sun to pack her things.
The old lady walked through the back door and did not pass through the front yard to see the waiting couple.
Yuan Qingling held her hand in the carriage and could feel her body trembling slightly. When she went to the palace, she didn't want to watch him go, and she didn't even say a word of advice to him.
When Jinghou learned that he had gone to the palace through the back door, he was not even given the last chance to kowtow. He was stunned for a while, cried bitterly, and helped each other get into the carriage with Huang.
The carriage left the city, and he cried bitterly again at the thought of being far away from this bustling city and all his relatives and friends.
Huang held his hand and said firmly: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will be by your side and spend it with you."
Compared with waiting quietly, Mrs. Huang is happy. Although she is far away from her son and daughter, her husband is finally hers, and she will not have to compete with Mr. Zhou for favor in the future.
It's just that giving easily never ends well. Today, she doesn't know what will happen in the future. It's painful to wait for him to be dependent on her. But when he settles down, who knows what will happen?