Yan Shiwei was rarely irritable: "Can you say a few more words!"
"I know," Huo Qijing said calmly: "I asked my third brother to come to the door. After Yue'er asked the emperor for confirmation, he wrote me a letter and told me." He paused: "Yesterday, again
I received her letter and told her about your family affairs."
Yan Shiwei stretched out his hand without the majesty of a general: "Can you show it to me?"
Huo Qijing looked at him, then actually took it out and showed it to him.
Nowadays, Tang Shiyue's handwriting is good, her tone is soft and cute, and she always talks about things in detail and vividly, which is more immersive than what Yan Shirui writes.
Anyway, when Yan Shiwei looked at her like this, he felt that the old princess was really hateful. Even he felt that she had brought it upon herself and was not worthy of sympathy.
Moreover, Tang Shiyue also said that her biological father, Yan Chengyuan, was very similar to Huo Qijing. They were both the kind of calm and calm people who would remain unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai, which was very heartbreaking.
Then he said that you are so lucky to have a considerate little fairy like me as your wife...
In short, reading her letters, it is easy to feel what kind of person she is.
Yan Shiwei's heart softened when he saw it.
It wasn't until he read it for a long time that he folded up the letter and reluctantly returned it to Huo Qijing.
He asked him: "How did you meet?"
Huo Qijing told him, and Yan Shiwei listened with great concentration.
At the end, he whispered: "Yueyue... She was really well-behaved when she was a child. She was very cute and loved to laugh. You don't know that when something happened to her... I really felt sad.
It’s as if they were all gouged out…”
Huo Qijing nodded.
Looking at his calm expression, Yan Shiwei remembered what she said in her letter that he was like his father.
Yan Shiwei couldn't help but laugh.
He said: "When the Chinese New Year comes around, I'll take a leave and go back to see her. Do you want to come with me?"
"No need," Huo Qijing said, "She promised me that she would come to me after her brother's trial."
Seeing his calm face, Yan Shiwei suddenly felt a little unhappy: "What if she doesn't come then? My sister is no better than she was then."
Huo Qijing looked at him calmly: "No matter how high A Yue flies or how far she walks, she will never break her promise to me."
On the one hand, Yan Shiwei felt that "my sister really has a heart as golden as her words." On the other hand, she wanted to stimulate him: "But even if she wants to leave, the emperor may not agree. The emperor loves her so much, how could he be willing to let her go?"
Xuzhou?”
Huo Qijing fell silent.
Yan Shiwei felt that he was being a little too unkind, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Well... let's talk about it then, maybe it will come soon?"
Huo Qijing was a little silent when he came out.
He clasped his hands and looked at the moonlight hanging in the sky for a long time.
In my ears, I seemed to hear the little drunk cat whispering again: "Ah Jing, you are so beautiful, your eyes are the best!"
"What a pity, why don't you get older?"
"If you were an uncle, I would marry you."
The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he touched the beard that had just begun to grow on his lips: "Ah Yue, I'm old, really..."
When I don't see you, I'm old quite quickly, and I'm just old enough to get married.
He went back and spread out the paper and wrote a letter to Tang Shiyue, saying: Today your eldest brother called me over and asked about you. He also said that you would not come to me after the year. Even if you wanted to come, the emperor would not let him.
Come... I think what he said makes sense. The emperor may be reluctant to ask you to come.
But I still hope you can come. I am now a general and can go in and out of the military camp at will. If you come, I can see you every day and I don't have to know what you are doing only from letters.
She wrote letters to him very casually. Sometimes she would write two letters a day, and sometimes she would not write one letter for several days.
But whether she was happy or sad, whether she was surprised or unexpected, even if she was hurt, she never hid it from him.
She felt that instead of asking him to learn from other people, it would be better for her to tell him everything directly. He has always been big-hearted and able to handle things. Only by asking him to understand everything and know what kind of life she lived would he feel at ease.
But on his side, he always writes a paragraph whenever he has time, and writes a paragraph whenever he has time. But if there are no accidents, he will send a letter back within the standard five days.
This time too.
The letter is a typical Huo Qijing style. He rarely expresses his longing, but every word and sentence is filled with deep thoughts.
Tang Shiyue felt sad when she saw it.
Then she began to think seriously about how she would tell Emperor Ming Yan about going to Xuzhou after the imperial examination.
Emperor Ming Yan, who learned of this sign: "Don't even think about it! This heartless little bastard!"
He turned to Gu Jiuxing and asked, "What's going on with that rumor?"
Gu Jiuxing sweated: "I haven't found out where the slaves came from, but... everyone said that Your Highness, the blessed empress, is blessed to outsiders and the world, but... she is a little bit restrictive...
…”
Emperor Ming Yan slapped the table: "Why are you hesitating? Tell me!"
Gu Jiuxing knelt down neatly: "They all said that the emperor regarded her as a daughter, but something happened to the third prince, so Commander Yan wanted to admit his marriage. Before he could, Prince An asked her to turn the world upside down. Isn't this
…”
Emperor Ming Yan sneered repeatedly: "These people really deserve to die!"
He frowned briefly and told Gu Jiuxing: "You avoid Yue'er and call Xu Qing to me."
Gu Jiuxing obeyed the order and sent a message to Ding Xiaoyan. Xu Wenqu knew what he was doing, so when he came to see the driver, he brought with him a completed volume of "The Legend of Lady Fortune".
In order to cater to the taste of the common people, the writing is very vernacular, but the writing is full of flowers and wit.
Emperor Ming Yan briefly read it, nodded, and said: "Not bad."
He thought for a while and said, "Let's leave this aside a little. You just choose the vaccination incident and write it separately." He asked someone to pass on the pen and ink.
Xu Wenqu didn't even ask him what he wanted to do, so he just started writing without hesitation.
I gave a brief explanation at the beginning, and then started with the incident of lightning strike and ended with the fengxianjun. I wrote the incident of vaccination into a complete short story.
Emperor Ming Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you can go back first."
Xu Wenqu bowed and left.
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty praised: "This man is smart and talented, and he knows how to advance and retreat, which is rare!"
Gu Jiuxing bowed, knowing in his heart that this person was registered in the king's heart, and no matter what happened in the future, a Jinshi would not be able to escape.
Then Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty explained the matter and asked someone to find a few storytellers to preach in the restaurant.
And at the same time.
Because Linlang and others knew Tang Shiyue's temperament very well, as soon as they learned about this rumor, they immediately told Tang Shiyue.
It happened that Deshan Garden was about to open, and Meng Dan came with him, cautiously asking for permission to avoid the limelight.
Tang Shiyue looked at him as if he were looking at a rotten wood.
Meng Dansui was stunned when he saw it, and asked: "Master Tang?"
Tang Shiyue said to him: "Black and red are also red, do you understand? No matter what the rumors say about me, they are all rare popularity, do you understand? Everyone who hears the rumors will gather every bit of curiosity about me.
Become the motivation for them to enter Deshan Garden! Do you know this is Yinzi? I didn’t do anything to get such popularity. This is simply a reward from God. Why don’t you avoid it? You have a grudge against Yinzi, why don’t you avoid it?”
"Speak nicely!" Meng Min lightly slapped her on the back and said, "Call me cousin!" (To be continued)