Wei Yutang lowered his eyes, gave a faint response, and asked, "Does General Cao have any orders?"
Song Youyu responded without any concealment: "You told me in private that we will leave in one month at the latest."
The naughty playboy and the sunny and warm young man were now invisible on his face.
When the Yun family was accused of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the imperial court, and the Song family was confiscated and exterminated, the childish Song Youyu grew up. Even if Song Wende couldn't bear it, he was able to stand up, and he felt a little lucky in his heart.
Well, his two sisters and one brother are all well, and he still has relatives.
The letter Xiao Jingchuan sent to Yicheng asking Song Youyu to take care of Song Qinghuan arrived. Before he could clear out the empty house, he received another letter informing Song Qinghuan that Song Qinghuan was in trouble.
The letter only said that they were actively searching, but after searching for several months, there was still no news. He didn't see anyone alive or dead, and he didn't dare to say that Song Qinghuan was really dead. The house prepared for her was still ready.
Knowing that she was afraid of the cold, there were several cotton mattresses on the bed, and the quilts covered with them were also light and warm. Brand new thick clothes and thick cotton shoes were all well prepared, and the black cabinets in the house were filled to the top.
Thinking of her, she would come to Liaodong to look for him one day.
When he was sober, he didn't mention Song Qinghuan at all. When he was drunk, he dared to hold Xiao Rouzhen and cry. When he was a teenager, he loved and hated this sister. Now that he is nearly thirty years old, he thinks about her sister more and more.
Well, I regret even more the things I did against her when I was young and ignorant.
In the middle of the night, he cried like a child, but when he woke up, he was still the man who supported half of the Song family.
After waiting for more than three years, I finally have to return to Beijing to settle those grievances.
Wei Yutang and Song Youyu were sitting in the room. They had nothing to say for a while, and they both had their own thoughts.
After a while, Wei Yutang finally said: "Now that I'm back in Beijing, I'll settle the matter and set up a memorial tablet for your sister..."
It has been more than three years. If Song Qinghuan was still alive, there would have been news long ago.
There has been no news at all in the past three years. No one said she was dead, but everyone knew that she was probably not alive either.
Song Youyu didn't speak for a while, but his throat hurt from the pain. He pressed his temples to suppress the soreness in his eyes, and then he let out a low voice: "Yes."
Even if the corpse cannot be found, she must be worshiped with incense and not become a lonely ghost.
It was a little warmer in Yicheng in March, and Song Youyu followed Cao's army to reorganize and set off for Kyoto.
Wei Yutang, Song Qingyan's mother and son, Brother Xu, and Xiao Rouzhen's mother and son, were half a month behind and went to Beijing without any delay.
At this time, Kyoto looked calm, but in fact, civil war was probably about to break out.
In the first month of the first month of the year, Emperor Chengxing was riding an ice carriage with his children. He caught wind and cold and took medicine for a month before he recovered.
But after all, as I get older, I can't compare to when I was young. In addition, I haven't restrained myself for many years, and my body is already empty. Although the wind and cold have improved, my energy has also been rewarded, and I have become more and more old, and I have no energy all day long.
No matter how big or small, Xiao Ci will handle everything.
Xiao Mu and Xiao Wei both died cleanly, and Emperor Chengxing still had several adult sons.
Seeing that their most competitive opponents were dead, these sons were naturally ready to give it a try.
But in the past three years, after seeing Xiao Ci's thunderous methods to deal with Xiao En, even if he had the intention, he suppressed it deep in his heart and did not dare to do anything.
Xiao En walked from the dark to the light, and the forces he cultivated were exposed one by one. Xiao Ci beat him like a dog. The sons of Emperor Cheng Xing could see clearly. No one messed with him.
Once they touch the reverse scale, they might become the second Xiao En.
On the Dragon Boat Festival, the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, a banquet was held in the palace, and Emperor Chengxing celebrated with all the officials.
A group of new singers danced with graceful figures to add to the fun.
The banquet was filled with singing and dancing, wine and meat were flowing through the intestines, and it was a joyful and festive atmosphere.
Emperor Chengxing had not flirted with women for a long time, so when he stared at those young dancers, his eyes couldn't help but shine.
Among them, the two most outstanding dancers finished their martial arts song. After retreating, they were immediately carried into the Yangxin Hall according to Emperor Chengxing's wishes.
Xiao Ci was not interested in the dancing girl, but he glanced at it subconsciously, and then withdrew his gaze. He held up the white jade wine cup in his hand, raised his glass to Xiao En, who was sitting at the opposite table, and curved his lips with a nice smile.
With a curvature, he put the wine cup into his mouth and drank it all in one gulp, but his eyes were as cold as before.
Xiao En also seemed to be very close to him and raised his glass in response. He also curled his lips and smiled, but the wine did not enter his throat.
The two of them looked at each other calmly, but in fact, their eyes had been fighting for several times.
The weather this year is getting hotter later than in previous years. It’s May, but I can still wear spring clothes, but it feels even colder at night.
The dishes that the palace servants presented one after another were placed on the table, but within a moment it was cold again.
Emperor Chengxing was not in good spirits, and it was cold at night. He was thinking about the two beauties who had just been sent to the Yangxin Hall, and he felt a heart-scratching and painful discomfort. Halfway through the banquet, he used physical discomfort as an excuse and prepared to leave first.
The emperor is the emperor, and no one dared to say that he left first and left later. But Emperor Chengxing just stood up. Xiao En chuckled and said, "Brother, are you leaving so early? The show hasn't even started yet."
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Emperor Chengxing's temper has made Xiao Ci accustomed to become even more cruel in the past few years. When he heard this, he looked unhappy and shouted: "Go back to the house when you get drunk. Don't act like a drunkard here."
Xiao En was not crazy about drinking. He was still holding a wine cup in his hand. He changed his position and leaned half of his body on the table. He asked lightly: "Brother, you have been sitting on the throne for many years. I'm afraid.
Are you tired of sitting here? Why don't you come down and experience a different kind of life, and let your brother feel what it's like to be an emperor."
After talking about this, Emperor Chengxing didn't understand anything else. His face turned pale, he pointed at Xiao En and said: "You are presumptuous, you, you are being treasonous, what do you want to do?"
I was scared, my fingers couldn't stop shaking.
The smile on Xiao En's face faded, and he said with a solemn expression: "I have become a treasonous person. Today, I will take the life of a fool like you and seize the throne by killing the king."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wine cup in his hand hit the ground heavily and instantly broke into pieces, with porcelain shards flying far away.
Suddenly, General Xie, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time, immediately surrounded the entire imperial garden with his men in uniform, with weapons in their hands, making the civil servants who had never seen killings tremble in fear.
The leader of the Ouchi guards who were closely protecting Emperor Chengxing frowned, drew his sword from its sheath, and shouted: "Guard you, protect you."
Xiao En looked cold and said with a smile: "What are you protecting? It's too late. Not even a fly can fly out today."
As he spoke, his sharp eyes fell on Xiao Ci, whose expression remained unchanged: "Especially you, my good ninth brother.
