Su Qinghou also got out of the carriage with his grandson in his arms. Seeing his daughter's joy, he felt infinite warmth in his heart.
Su Qinghou said to Xiao Fu: "Fu'er, do you know why your mother is so happy? It's because she came home. Have you seen that the big yard behind the willow forest is the home of grandpa and your mother. Your mother came back from going out when she was a child.
, she ran towards home like she is doing now. Then she ran all the way to grandpa’s room and threw herself into grandpa’s arms..."
Xiaofu could not understand what her grandfather was saying now, but she cried when she saw her mother running away.
Su Qinghou smiled and said: "Good baby, grandpa will take you to chase your mother."
Su Qinghou held Xiaofu in his arms and flew through the air.
Xiaofu also seemed to feel that he had risen from the ground to the sky. He no longer cried, but burst out laughing.
Opposite the end of Liulin Road is the South Courtyard Gate.
Standing on the left and right at the door of the mansion are four disciples from the south courtyard armed with swords.
They saw Su Jinhe running over like a happy bird on Liulin Road. A disciple shouted happily: "It's Miss! Miss is back!"
Another one also shouted excitedly: "Look, the person flying behind the lady holding the child is Mr. Hou. Mr. Hou and Miss Hou are back! Mr. Hou and the lady are both back. Go and inform them..."
Several doormen were extremely excited.
One of them turned around and ran into the door of the mansion, sounded the gong and gathered the people in the mansion to greet the master and the young lady.
Because the elite forces of the South Courtyard had all arrived in the North, and in order to prevent people from the North Mansion from sneaking into the South and attacking the South Courtyard, Su Qinghou had already dispersed all the old, young, women, children, and their families in the mansion, and asked them to seek refuge with relatives and friends first.
Most of the servants were temporarily laid off.
Currently, there are only more than thirty disciples guarding the South Courtyard, and more than twenty servants responsible for cleaning. Most of these servants are old servants of the South Courtyard. Some of them were born in the South Courtyard. Therefore, the South Courtyard is their home.
They are unwilling to leave the South Courtyard and will defend their home even if they die.
These disciples and servants take care of the south courtyard every day.
Su Jin'er rushed to the door of the house in one breath. The joy of returning home bloomed like a flower on her pretty face.
At this time, Su Qinghou also hugged Xiaofu and fell down.
Huang Douzi and others also came happily towards the gate of the mansion on horseback.
Finally returning home, Huangdouzi and the others were so happy that it was hard to describe.
Several guards came forward to pay homage to Su Qinghou. Their eyes were red with excitement.
Entering the gate of the mansion, dozens of people who were staying in the mansion were also rushing from all over. A few old people even stumbled into Su Qinghou and Su Jin'er. Several people burst into tears with excitement.
"Miss Marquis, you are back. I really miss you so much..."
"Master Marquis, we are looking forward to you and the lady every day!"
Su Qinghou looked at these loyal servants, then at his own palace, and nodded happily.
Su Jin'er asked Huang Douzi to distribute the items brought from the north to them. Everyone was even more excited. Then Su's father walked towards the residence of Su Qinghou surrounded by everyone.
Wherever we passed, everything was as neat and clean as usual. There was no stain on the road or corridor, not even a fallen leaf.
Just like when Su Qinghou was in the mansion.
This made Su Qinghou very satisfied.
Huang Ji, the deputy general manager of the South Hospital who stayed behind, reported all the situation in the mansion to Su Qinghou.
When they arrived at the garden where Su Qinghou lived, Su Qinghou asked everyone to go back first.
Everyone dispersed first.
Huang Ji ordered the cook to kill pigs and ducks and prepare a dinner for Su Qinghou.
Su Qinghou and his daughter entered the garden. Su Jin'er carried Xiaofu back to her room first. She wanted her daughter to see her room.
Su Qinghou turned around the rockery and saw a grey-haired old servant standing at his door, leaning on a cane. The old servant was at least eighty years old. When he saw Su Qinghou, he burst into tears with excitement and his beard was all wet.
Trembling.
Su Qinghou walked over and said, "Uncle Liang, why are you standing here?"
Uncle Liang is the oldest person in the South Courtyard. He also served Su Qinghou's grandfather back then. He can be said to be a loyal servant of the Su family for four generations. Therefore, Su Qinghou respects Uncle Liang very much.
Uncle Liang wiped away his hot tears and said, "I know you and the lady are back. I'm so... happy. But my legs and feet are weak now. It's hard for me to run to greet you, so I'm waiting for you here."
Su Qinghou helped Uncle Liang walk into his room.
Everything is as usual in the room.
The windows are bright and clean, spotless.
There is an open book on the desk. Su Qinghou read it and put it on the desk when he left.
Still remains the same.
It can be seen that even though the servants came in to clean the house every day, they did not touch the book.
Su Qinghou also saw a cup of steaming tea on the desk. This made Su Qinghou feel hot. He picked up the tea and took a sip, then put the tea bowl down.
Su Qinghou said to Uncle Liang: "Uncle Liang, you are really thoughtful."
Liang Bo said: "Master Hou, I have watched you grow up. I know you like to drink a cup of tea at this time every day. So at this time every day, I will make a cup of hot tea and put it on your desk. Unexpectedly, I just
Once it's brewed, you're back. Just in time to drink it. I'm really happy."
Su Qinghou sighed: "It feels so good to go home. By the way, Uncle Liang, how will everything be in the house after I leave?"
Liang Bo said: "Not good."
Su Qinghou was shocked. Huang Ji reported that everything was fine, but Uncle Liang couldn't say why.
Su Qinghou asked: "Why is it bad?"
Uncle Liang looked at Su Qinghou and said sincerely: "Because you are not here, Mr. Hou. Mr. Hou, do you know that you are the soul of the South Courtyard. You have been away for so long, and the South Courtyard has no soul. How can it be okay? If you are not here, Nanyuan has no soul."
In fact, the courtyard is no longer the real South Courtyard. It is just a garden house made of countless bricks and tiles. So the South Courtyard is the Marquis, and the Marquis is the South Courtyard. No one can take your place, Lord Marquis. You are the old master, the old master.
None of them can compare to you. They are just the masters of the South Courtyard, but they are not the soul of the South Courtyard."
The old slave's words really caused a wave of excitement in Su Qinghou's heart.
He, Su Qinghou, is the soul of Nanyuan!
What a high compliment this is!
Su Qinghou said: "Uncle Liang, are you okay now?"
Liang Bo said: "The soul is back, of course it's fine!"
Su Qinghou smiled and said: "Now that you're fine, you go back and rest first. Let's have a few drinks together during dinner later."
After Uncle Liang left, Su Qinghou stood at the desk. He was filled with emotion when he thought about what Uncle Liang said before leaving.
Su Qinghou then picked up his pen and wrote four words on the paper in regular script - The Soul of South Courtyard.
Then he looked at these four words and murmured: It seems that in this battle between Qin and Tang, I can only win but not lose. If I lose, South Campus will have no soul...
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The next day, Su Qinghou and his daughter and grandson went to pay homage to Qilan's grave.
When Su Qinghou left, he specifically told Huang Ji to take good care of Qilan Cemetery. Therefore, Qilan Cemetery was also well taken care of. The grass and trees were trimmed neatly.
There are many sacrifices placed in front of the tomb.
Huang Ji once brought people to worship the mistress on New Year's Eve.
Su Qinghou saw a glass of wine in front of the tombstone. Su Qinghou felt that the wine was strange, and he touched the cup gently with his hand.
hot.
There is hot wine in the cup.
Su Qinghou frowned slightly.
It was obvious that someone came to pay homage to Qilan just now and put a cup of hot wine on the table. Moreover, this person left not long ago. Maybe he left after seeing them coming.
Moreover, this person also knew that Qilan did not drink cold wine during her lifetime.