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Chapter 763 Back to Luoyang

The sky in the north is different from that in the south, and has its unique loftiness.

There are geese flying on the sky, so far away that only a few black spots can be seen, flying under the stretched white clouds.

The geese are in the blue sky, and the cloud shadows are in the water.

The vast expanse of blue water in the green water lake embraces the continuous majestic mountains on the north bank.

There are houses on the mountain, and they are scattered along the mountain. I don't know how many.Viewed from a close distance, a courtyard, a pavilion and a tower are arranged in a well-organized manner, and they are scattered and profound; when you climb up and look at them, you can see that the houses near and far are clustered together, forming a large square formation, forming a skyline with the arched mountains in the north. The momentum of the circle.

The majestic and simple, it is admirable and yearning.

It's already autumn, but in the flower garden of Heshengtang, the green and purple broken flowers are in full bloom, and the morning breeze diffuses the fragrance of the courtyard.

At the end of the flower garden, an old man with half white hair was bowing his waist and supporting a half-person-high Taishan stone, knocking soot, his beard and hair trembling.

"Oh, are you going back?" the old man asked.

"Yes." Liangqing stood three steps behind the old man, holding the black iron knife that never left his body, and replied respectfully, "I won't leave—I'll be there in a few days."

Liangqing is a man of swift and decisive nature, he does what he says and does what he says, and he hates ambiguity the most, and he can be said to be precise in timing.

Usually, when he went out to carry out a mission, he sent a letter to inform him of the return date, which day and time he said, and in the end it would be exactly the same.

But Chang Qianfo's itinerary, he was not sure.

Xu Kuai, Xu Slow, largely depends on the result of his trip.

Liangqing felt very ashamed for saying such words.

The old man naturally heard it, and didn't press on with the question.

"What about you, what do you think?" Chang Jihai finished knocking off the cigarette ash, turned around and walked to the west of the compound.

Judging from the bones, the old man was very tall when he was young, but he became thinner and his back was bent, so he appeared weak.The action can even feel shaky.

But Liangqing has to take big strides to keep up with the old man.

"As the old man ordered." Liang Qing said.

Chang Jihai smiled, "Tell me, it's okay."

He sat down, picked up the rolled tobacco leaves on the stone table and put them in the pot.The movements are done well, and they are a little careless.

Liangqing didn't speak.

To ask him what he thinks is to ask his attitude towards that One.

Liangqing has a clear understanding of his identity, he is a knife of Changjiabao, and he will strike wherever the grandparents of the Changjia point them.

As for judging the head and influencing the master's mind, this is not what he should do, and he is not interested.

Fu Bo came over with a flint and lit a cigarette for Chang Jihai.

"Qing'er is back." Uncle Fu said with a smile.

Liang Qing bent down, showing a response.

Chang Jihai leaned against the stone table, puffing out smoke.The misty white smoke curled up, and soon dispersed into a cloud before his eyes.

"If I don't interfere, what should you do?" Chang Jihai asked again.

Liang Qing replied: "I will listen to the arrangement of the young master."

The smoke was as thin as a weave, and it darkened the old man's eyebrows, making it hard to see what his expression was.

But Liangqing knew that this was not what Chang Jihai wanted to hear. After thinking for a while, he finally broke the usual principle and said: "If the old man asks me about my own wishes, I will go."

In autumn, there are still chilling cicadas, lying in the shade of ancient locust trees, chirping long and short.

Liangqing didn't dare to leave, and waited silently under the tree.The old man smoked most of a bag of cigarettes, and then he raised his head and glanced at him, "It's rare that you are willing to put a blame on someone."

He exhaled thick white smoke from his nostrils, picked up the pipe and shook it, "Since you think so—then let's go."

***
Mu Ziyan stood in the messy empty yard, instructing the craftsmen to tear down the walls and move the buildings. When he saw Liang Qing walk in, he was very surprised.

"So fast?"

Speed ​​is second to none, he never thought it would be possible.

Who is Liangqing?
That is one of the "Double Swords" that Changjiabao is proud of, a famous crazy sword.Everyone in the Changjia Castle is also respectful, and when they meet each other, they have to call out "Good Lord".

Chang Jihai is really willing to let Liangqing look after Mu Dianke's home?

"En." Liang Qing replied briefly.

Mu Ziyan looked up at the sky, the sky was high and the clouds were calm, there was nothing unusual.

This thing is too evil!

But he underestimated Chang Qianfo, and actually let him do it.

Mu Ziyan is not someone who likes to ask questions.Without Liangqing, he would try his best to protect Mu Dianke, but it would be better now that Liangqing is here.

As for what Chang Jihai thinks, it's up to him.

He turned his head, pointed behind him, and said, "This yard is spacious, with three entrances. The old butler of our house is also really good. As soon as my house was lit, he settled the money with this house just after turning around. Ma Liu The son urged people to move away.

I would like to find an excuse to move far away.

Well, let’s live next door, let’s see, do those guys dare to climb over the wall, or dare to force their way in? "

This time, Liangqing didn't even say "um", and looked at the rubble in the courtyard with a blank expression.

"It will be cleaned up in a few days." Mu Ziyan explained, "The previous layout was tacky and an eyesore."

He pointed it out to Liang Qing, "The one in the middle, the one that's the fourth one, Mr. Liang picks the one that's pleasing to the eye."

Liang Qing walked in, then turned his head, glanced at the busy fortifications above and below the house, and said, "Hurry up, we'll be there in two days."

"what?"

Mu Ziyan looked at the yellow figure who had passed the Hanging Flower Gate, and scratched his head in doubt: "Didn't you say it will take a while?"

Liangqing walked away on his own.

In only two days, he had too much to do.

——Not only the layout of this courtyard, but also the surrounding terrain, and those people living around, he wanted to check everything before Mu Dianke moved in.

In Luoyang City, there are too many people waiting to kill Mu Dianke.

***
Just as Liangqing expected, Chang Qianfo accepted Chang Jihai's affection and did not dare to be unhappy on the road.

You know, in March, Chang Jihai sent Ling Fu to Jiangnan to arrest people.He delayed his return by a full five months, less than half a year.

If you push your nose on your face again, you won't get anything.

A huge team of chariots and horses drove into the south gate of Luoyang City, and slowly drove towards the east of the city.

The residents along the street looked around one after another, guessing which family's character was traveling, such a grand style.

Sitting in the slightly swaying carriage, Mu Dianke slightly raised the corner of the curtain, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar street scene receding, feeling like a world apart.

Back then, she walked out of Luoyang on this road: barefoot, carrying the steamed buns she bought for Ah Ku, crying, while fleeing in the opposite direction from home.

Since then, Luoyang has become a nightmare for her.

——It is the hometown that cannot be returned; it is the deep pain of waking up in the middle of the night;

This cold and cruel city to her, because of the existence of Chang Qian Buddha, seemed to be coated with a layer of warm background, which made her have expectations and no longer be so afraid.

"What do you want to eat when you get home?"

Chang Qianfo held Mu Dianke's hand, shifted his hands and squeezed gently, and smiled nonchalantly.

Family?
Mu Dianke was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Yes, that is home, a place where relatives are present.

Mu Ziyan was desperately accused of being unfilial, so he wanted to move out of Mu's house, just for her to give her such a home - neither needing to live under the same roof as Mu Cangping, nor because he had no relatives and no one to rely on. And what made the Chang family look down on her—the first "home" in ten years.

　I have been struggling to pull the line back to Luoyang, but I can't pull it.My usual way of chasing my wife was so difficult that the author couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to change it for him (of course, I can't rule out my selfishness towards my son Jinliu).It’s only after writing this that I feel that it’s a matter of course, and I consider myself complete.Only deep love and deep dependence can make Xiao Si, who has always been independent and rational, dare to put his life on his back, return to this sad and dangerous city, and fight for someone without knowing the outcome.Well, I often get into the drama too deeply.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)