win the hairpin

Chapter 503

Zhang Xutang's death did not stir up any waves, just as calm as water returning to water.

Early the next morning, Song Huiyue took Yin Xiao and Li Jun to Prince Jin's Mansion to pick up Song Qinghui.

The posthumous edict has been issued, and now King Jin is the new emperor. While holding the funeral of the first emperor, he chooses a date to ascend the throne, but before ascending the throne, he has to enshrine Zen and offer sacrifices to heaven, and amnesty the world. In addition, King Yan hanged himself in the prison and died. Both father and son are very busy in the palace, and now only the servants are left in this subterranean mansion of the palace.

Song Huiyue met Song Qinghui unimpeded. Song Qinghui was looking forward to seeing her in the palace. At this time, she finally saw her sister, and immediately hugged her tightly, expressing her excitement in a loud voice: "Sister! Why did you come? I want to kill you!"

Song Huiyue smiled and held his hand: "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Song Qinghui shook his head, fearing that Song Huiyue would not believe it, he shook his head vigorously: "Let's go, sister, go home."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yin Xiao again: "Yin Xiao, you have grown taller again."

Yin Xiao nodded with a smile.

"Let's go." Song Huiyue took Song Qinghui out of Prince Jin's mansion regardless of the servants' obstruction. Instead of going back to Zhouqiao directly, she walked along Caomen Street to the little Song's house where Aunt Lin and Tan Ran lived.

The incense shops on both sides were still open, Aunt Lin was embroidering in the yard, and Tan Ran was sweeping the yard with a lot of noise.

The yard still looked like it used to. Aunt Lin and Tan Ran cleaned it up very cleanly. Song Qinghui felt familiar as soon as he stepped in, and nodded with satisfaction—this is his home. Well, not his home either.

"Auntie, I'm back." Song Qinghui called out happily, striding towards Aunt Lin.

Aunt Lin was startled by his loud voice, she looked up and saw that it was Song Huiyue's sister and brother, and Yin Xiao and Li Jun were standing behind her, tears welled up in her eyes, she put aside the embroidery work in her hand, stepped forward He hugged Song Qinghui tightly.

"My big lady! Grandpa!"

She wept bitterly with her wonderful voice, she shed tears, and the wail was mixed with thoughts and concern for the Song family siblings. While talking, the tears never stopped. She hugged Song Qinghui and Song Huiyue, and Wanting to hug Yin Xiao - stretched out his hand, immediately turned around and returned to Song Huiyue.

She cried and talked endlessly, Tan Ran stood aside, originally extremely excited and emotional, but after Aunt Lin cried for half an hour, his full stomach was flushed away with tears alive.

Finally, Aunt Lin stopped crying, and loudly asked Tan Ran to go out to buy meat, vegetables and fish.

Li Jun had eaten at Song's house for a period of time, and he recognized Aunt Lin's craftsmanship very much, so he quickly added a braised pig's head in sauce.

"Okay, make a pig's head, do everything, do everything!" Aunt Lin was full of enthusiasm.

She opened Song Huiyue's wing room again: "Go in and sit down, big lady, it's all clean inside, I clean it every now and then, so you can stay here."

After finishing speaking, she hurried to the kitchen to light a fire.

Song Huiyue walked around the wing room, and saw that the room was the same as when she left, and went to the room where Mrs. Song lived, and it was the same as before. She reached out and touched the two flowers in the vase. Hydrangea, hold back the sourness in my heart.

And Song Qinghui has already opened the cage with ease, took out his sweater and put it on his body. After finding that it couldn't be put on, he couldn't help but turned to the bedside: "Mother, I've grown taller too!"

No one in the room responded, Song Qinghui put down his hands, folded his clothes, and muttered in a low voice, "My mother is going to see my father."

He quickly raised his head and ran out very happily—there was a bamboo dragonfly woven by Song Huiyue in the small miscellaneous room.

He ran around in the yard with the bamboo dragonfly, and Li Jun moved a chair and sat down in the yard, feeling a little unspeakable emotion in his heart - he came back, but he couldn't go back.

Yin Xiao also moved a chair for Song Huiyue to sit down. Aunt Lin hurried out of the kitchen and asked Yin Xiao to help bring a small table and put refreshments on the small table.

Song Huiyue took a look at the teacup, and said with a smile, "Salty ginger, my aunt dried it herself."

When Song Qinghui heard this, he turned his head solemnly: "I don't drink this tea, I want to drink candied lychees."

"Okay, my aunt will make it for you." Aunt Lin loved this old man who was lost and found very much. "My aunt will also pick up some crisps for you. The uncle is not thin, but he has grown taller. The eldest lady has lost a lot of weight."

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "I've grown taller too."

Li Jun took a sip of tea: "I have grown taller too."

Aunt Lin immediately said: "You are old, you should not be taller."

Li Jun put down his teacup and sighed: "I always feel that I am still very young."

Song Huiyue drank tea, stood up and continued to stroll in the small yard, even standing by the water tank for a long time.

She still remembered that Tan Ran was always careful in his daily life, and every time he went to Fangjing to fetch water, he would buy a drawer of big steamed buns for breakfast.

Yin Xiao jumped on the roof to put the tiles on the roof. In the kitchen, Aunt Lin resorted to frying and frying. Tan Ran carried things to the yard again and again, and raised a lot of live fish into the water tank. In the night, Song Qinghui stabbed the fish with a branch, and Li Jun waved his fan, feeling at ease.

After dinner, Song Huiyue bid farewell and left, no matter how hard Aunt Lin tried to persuade her to stay, she did not stay.

Mrs. Song is gone, and she hasn't stayed here for such a long time. No matter how familiar this place is, it's a bit strange to her.

Aunt Lin's enthusiasm and tears made her feel the joy of reuniting after a long absence, but at the same time feel alienated.

She lived here, but she felt like a guest.

Song Qinghui also followed her - home in his heart is not only familiar plants and trees, but also familiar people and smells, wherever Song Huiyue is, home is home.

……

King Jin sat in the Wende Hall, looking at the official robe on the imperial case and the token of the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army—Yin Xiao resigned from office. At the same time, news came from the servant in King Jin's mansion that Song Huiyue had taken Song Qinghui away.

Xie Zhou stood aside, holding a newly made dragon robe in his hand, intending to let King Jin try it, but he still kept his mouth shut.

King Jin got up and stood by the window, staring outside with a blank face.

The sky is getting darker, the clouds are thicker, the night is falling, the moon has not risen, and the stars are not coming, just like countless nights in the past.

He was thinking about Song Huiyue.

Zhang Xutang is dead, the Zhang family is destroyed, and Song Huiyue's revenge has been avenged. Should she go back to Tanzhou or Dingzhou?

Yin Xiao will definitely follow, and Li Jun should also follow, but he is the only one who thinks carefully and jingles his abacus, but in the end he is alone.

Recalling when Song Huiyue avoided him when he was in Tanzhou, he tried his best to run after her, but he was very happy.

At that time, Yin Xiao was just a wild boy next to Song Huiyue. Apart from being able to fight, he didn't show the slightest intelligence. Only now did he know how smart this wild boy was.

It's really a great debate, and a great ingenuity.

(End of this chapter)