The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 322 Return to Chang'an

"Have you heard? King Yong is going back to Chang'an."

"Who is King Yong?"

In the golden autumn of October, in the noisy Long Street, the restaurant is also noisy and bustling. Suddenly hearing the news that King Yong returned to Chang'an, many people are still in a state of bewilderment. Rich gentry, celebrities, literati and elegant guests invite friends to the restaurant to exchange information about today's news. Open message.

"The news that came out from the government office today is not clear who it is."

The person who was asked shook his paper fan, frowning and thinking hard. Amidst the last cicadas chirping in autumn, someone at the next table also mentioned this matter.

"My cousin's second brother and his daughter-in-law's neighbor work in the yamen. When the news came out today, I learned from him that this King Yong, ah, has a lot of background. Have you heard of Geng Qing? "

Someone knew it, so he nodded and continued, "I know, but the Geng mansion in Guangdefang? If so, he is really famous. I heard that he was a student of Yu Cong, the son-in-law of the former dynasty, but now he is King Yong of the Liang Kingdom. Tsk tsk , it is really unpredictable."

From the rest of the seats on the second floor, there were dissatisfied voices saying:

"Look at your sour tone. Why can't people from the previous court be the officials of the present court?"

"Hey, this person also attacked Chang'an, and was an official of the puppet dynasty Qi, why don't you say it."

".Since ancient times, good birds have chosen trees to live in."

Disputes in the market, outside the noisy restaurant, on the street near the government office, in the afternoon, the crowds of passing people gradually diverted to the street, the guards crossed the street, and horse-drawn carriages passed in front of the people, Geng Dachun, who was inquiring about the news With a piece of chicken leg in his mouth, he galloped up and exposed his excited navel, and took a few people back to Guangdefang to inform King Yong of his itinerary.

The sky slanted across the floating white clouds.

After a team that marched for half a month passed Tongguan, the forward cavalry sent fast horses to Chang'an to inform the government of the itinerary from time to time.

At this time, the convoy and horse team had entered Baqiao, Geng Qing woke up from the shaking of the carriage in a daze, and the surroundings were quiet. After passing Tongguan, the three women had been driven to the carriage behind by him. Wen Cun, another person came over, and it was still three at the same time.

Before passing through Tongguan, they played and sang almost every night. Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Liu, and Mrs. Zhang used their respective abilities to serve in different ways.

"If I hadn't practiced some body-adjusting kung fu with Jiuyu in Luoyang, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to pass Tongguan."

"Sure enough, there are only cows that are exhausted. There is no plowed land. They plowed three acres of land back and forth in one night. It's unbearable, unbearable."

In fact, the main road was really boring. There were thousands of cavalry in the convoy, and the king was driving. No one dared to block the road or make any troubles.

Apart from riding in a carriage and talking with Jiuyu, Li Siyuan, and Yang Huaixiong, he could only stay with the three women. When dry firewood met a fire, it would ignite as soon as it was picked up, and it was out of control. After a few days, Geng Qing walked a little vainly, The eyes are slightly blue.

During the two days of the journey to Baqiao, I just got better and recovered a lot of vitality.

"There are more than 20 women in the family. After nearly two years of drought, I can't imagine what it was like at night."

Geng Qing didn't want to put on the green hat early, so he asked Jiuyu to help him find some nourishing medicines in nearby villages, towns and small counties on the way to recover quickly.

'No wonder the emperor didn't have a few long-lived ones, how could they stand it. '

While the body was shaking, Geng Qing was thinking, while following the luck method Jiuyu taught before, after a long time, the carriage gradually had a tendency to stop.

Soon, Shi Jingtang's voice sounded outside.

"King Yong, Baqiao is just ahead, and many officials from Chang'an are here."

While speaking, Yang Huaixiong and Xia Luqi also rode over and waited in line with their long soldiers. Geng Qing opened the curtain and came out slowly shaking his legs. Seeing Li Cunxiao approaching on horseback, he quickly stabilized his lower body and nodded seriously Immediately, he looked forward with his hands behind his back.

There are banners and flags fluttering in the forest, and the stone bridge above the turbulent Bahe River in front of it. Chang'an officials, big and small, dressed in official robes, stand in a square array at the head of the bridge.

Tu Shifei and Wang Feiying were also in the crowd, looking at the five-horse-pulled king's chariot, they felt a little bit of a sigh in their hearts. As the leading governor cupped his sleeves and bowed down, the two shouted: "See King Yong!" .

The voice came like a tsunami.

Geng Qing let the chariot get closer, he stood on the chariot, nodded to everyone, and raised his robe sleeves.

"Everyone get up, wait for the heart to welcome you, and you will receive it alone, so I won't go with you to the mansion for a feast. I've been traveling alone for days, and I'm a little tired. I'll go back to the mansion to meet my family. I'll see you all at the mansion tomorrow."

The words were simple and clear, and there were no polite detours. The Chang'an officials thanked them again, then retreated to the sides, bowed their heads, and waited for Wang Jia to cross the bridge first. After that, they returned to the city with the rear of the convoy.

Zhuque Avenue has been cleaned up. People and gentry who heard the news of King Yong's entry into the city had been watching from the street or nearby restaurants and teahouses, staring at the king's chariot with a huge canopy being guarded by cavalry, and the spacious street was crowded to the brim. .

Among the excited crowd, there were also some elders who pointed and talked about Geng Qing's past with great air.

"I've known this guy for a long time. Back then, I dared to lead a group of frontier troops from Longyou to enter Chang'an, and he was able to do nothing wrong with the common people. At that time, the old man knew that he was absolutely extraordinary."

"It's just a pity that it's not the Tang Dynasty anymore. Otherwise, we won't be able to add some names to the Lingyan Pavilion in the future."

In a rather regretful tone, Wang Jia had already passed slowly, and when he arrived at the gate of the former imperial city, the cavalry turned to Mingchun gate and returned to the military camp outside the city, while all the officials in the city returned to the government office.

Dachun and others who had been waiting on the road leading to Guangdefang saw the convoy approaching this way, slammed the firecrackers in their hands, led the way, and kept waving to Li Cunxiao and Yang Huaixiong who were riding in front.

The foot of the servant who notified seemed to be on fire, and he had already rushed to the front of the mansion. A group of women and children waiting in the mansion immediately arranged their dresses, jewelry, and smeared rouge on their faces. People hurried to the gate to wait.

Soon, the sound of crashing firecrackers continued. When the team turned the corner, a group of women who crowded the door stepped excitedly under their skirts. Looking at Bai Yunxiang next to her, the two women's hands were tightly held together.

"father!"

It was Geng Nian who came out of Yingying Yanyan who had the courage to run to the middle of the road and yelled loudly at the approaching convoy.

Wang Jia stopped.

Geng Qing opened the curtain and walked out, seeing the little man on the road smiling and waving at him, he jumped out of the car and hugged him up.

"Heavier a lot and taller!"

When Geng Qing held his head against his son, Wang Jinqiu held Feng Mei at the door and called out slowly: "Pillar." Here, Geng Qing looked at the white-haired old woman and slowly put Geng Nian away. Go to the ground and walk up to the stone steps.

In the past two years, my mother's appearance has changed.

"mother!"

Geng Qing shouted loudly, and knelt down in front of countless people.

"Mother Gengqing is back, the child is visiting his mother—"

(End of this chapter)