Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 598 Family Letter
When the news of Fuli's national funeral crossed the mountains and spread to Mo Junli and others, the group had already entered the border of northern Xinjiang, and there was only a hundred miles away from Yanguan.

The graying wings of the goshawk tore through the wind and snow in the north, and the boy silently took down the bamboo tube for the letter from the eagle's leg, which seemed to be much larger than usual, and poured out the folded letter from the tube. A solid letter.

He unfolded the letter paper, lowered his eyes and recited the words on it carefully. Bai Jingzhen's handwriting was always vigorous and neat, which was very beautiful, but this time, he no longer had the heart to appreciate other people's words——

Uncle finally left.

A few days earlier than the previous life.

Mo Junli's fingertips holding the letter paper couldn't help trembling, but he had already faintly sensed it yesterday.

When he entered the northern border at noon, a chill ran up his spine for no reason. Looking at the snow-covered Cangshan Mountains in the distance, he felt empty and melancholy sadness in the blink of an eye.

The young man lowered his head, a drop of water suddenly broke free from his eye socket, slapped onto the paper, melted the words written in the new book on the letter paper, and turned into a frost mixed with ink.

In his previous life, there was no Ah Ci by his side, and the flood in the Jianghuai River did not recede as early as in this life. He spent more than two months in the disaster relief in Huaicheng, devoting all his energy to it. When he was forced to feign death and flee, it was already the end of September and autumn. .

He remembered clearly that when he fled to Fuli in his previous life, his uncle had just passed the first seven days and had a funeral; day.

This life was half a month earlier.

...Perhaps he really has had enough of being the emperor of Fuli.

It's also a relief.

The boy silently trembled his lips, and it took him a while to calm down.

He took a deep breath, and immediately, the biting cold wind from northern Xinjiang entered his throat along his nose and mouth.

The cold wind with snow particles cut his throat, but Mo Junli deliberately used the pain to dispel the drowsy grief in his head.

Under the letter paper were two pieces of yellowed letter paper. The handwriting on the paper was still clear and beautiful. The original sharp and neat edges had been caressed over the years, causing layers of hair to form.

The young man slowly recognized the strokes of the pen on the paper that he was familiar with, and the sadness that he had finally suppressed surged up like a tide, and completely submerged him in just one breath, his heart and soul were sealed in the heavy current, leaving only an empty space on the ground. body.

Mo Junli stooped unconsciously, such an abnormal behavior made Mu Xici, who was riding behind him on horseback, couldn't help frowning slowly.

After entering the northern border yesterday, this person was in a trance from time to time, and after receiving the letter from the goshawk just now, this state seemed to be even more dazed.

What... what's wrong?
The corners of the little girl's lips were slightly tensed, the reins trembled slightly in her palm, and she took two steps to catch up with the horse. She lowered her voice and carefully pulled the boy's sleeve: "Ayan, are you alright?"

"...No." Mo Junli shook his head in a daze, and after a while, he handed over the letters.

He grinned, but his nose and eye sockets were red and red. Mu Xici couldn't tell whether his face was frosted or sad, let alone whether his expression was crying or smiling.

"A Ci, I don't have an uncle anymore." The boy's brows drooped, and the water vapor in his eyes fell out of his eyes and was blown into fine ice particles by the wind the moment he fell out of his eyes.

The ice particles climbed up his temples along his eyelashes, and condensed the young man's crow-colored hair on the temples into a small lock of frost.

When the little girl accepted the letter, the color in her eyes involuntarily became darker.

There are three pages in total, the first page is the news that Bai Jingzhen wrote to them about Yuan Sui's death and Fuli's national funeral.

The last two pages are an old letter from home.

It was a family letter from the daughter's family who was a new mother to her elder brother. The small characters on the yellowed and old letterhead were neat and elegant.

Through the words and sentences full of joy and expectation on the paper, she seemed to see the lively young woman facing the window and biting her pen.

"Aji (nickname), my brother, words are like faces.

"Yesterday, it rained again in Ganjing, and the thunder was loud. Your nephew made a lot of noise and was restless all night. The nanny didn't sleep well all night. I was so angry that I almost took his bag and threw him out of the window. .

"But Yaoyao said that babies like to cry when they are born, especially after being startled by the thunder-he told me to bear it for a while, or just throw the stinky boy to the side hall first, and wait for the future." I grew up a little in two months, and I was less afraid of thunder and rain before picking it up.

"I thought about it, and thought it was a good idea to throw the side hall, but I couldn't bear it, after all, no matter how much I dislike him, he also fell out of my stomach-although children are really troublesome and can be troublesome. up.

"Speaking of which, brother, was he as good as I was when I was young? I think I'm quite obedient.

"The imperial doctor in the palace said that my body is recovering fairly well, Yaoyao may have been out of the palace to play these two days, so I went to the Duke's mansion in the morning to find a concubine.

"The pair of twins she gave birth to are so cute, the boy is strong and fat, and I can tell at a glance that he will have the temperament of a housekeeper in the future, I quite like it.

"Although the little girl is a little thinner, she is good-looking, her eyes are black and bright, and she is very quiet, but she is not in good health, and she is always a little sick. It may be that she was holding back from the previous dystocia, and she also fucked her up." heart.

"Brother, what do you think our family's Ayan will look like when he grows up? Is it cute or naughty? I really want to have another daughter, or ask my concubine to have another daughter, so that we can be in-laws!
"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you that Yaoyao named your nephew 'Junli', I don't think it's very literary, so I just read a book on Taoism a while ago, and by the way, I gave him the nickname 'Ayan' .

"This name, anyway, I just get along casually. If he likes it, he can keep it as the name when he grows up. If he doesn't like it, then he can change it at will.

"One more thing, brother, you said that I have been married for several years, and I have written you countless letters home, when will you give me a proper reply?

Everything is fine with me, don't read it.In the autumn of the eighth year of Changle, on July [-]st, sister, Qing Shu. "

"...It turns out that the former empress wrote so many letters to Emperor Wenyu." Mu Xici's voice was slightly hoarse, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart for a while, "Fuli also has a national funeral."

"Bai Jingzhen said that he packed a lot of handwritten letters from home in the drawer of the imperial study, but he felt that it was necessary for us to have a look at this one first, so he asked Goshawk to send it over first." The young man closed his eyes. head.

"The rest, he will find an opportunity to send someone later."

"Calculate the time carefully... I think that uncle received this letter back then, and then gave up the idea of ​​continuing to target the Duke's Mansion and Aunt Wen, but—"

Yuan Qing said that he wanted to form a family with Wen Yu, and that he liked the twins of the Mu family, so Yuan Sui, who had always doted on his younger sister, softened his heart and put aside the ambushes he had set up one by one, just to let His little sister got angry with Wen Yu together.

Unfortunately……

Mo Junli's pupils dimmed again and again, he turned his head to look at the girl on the horse, his voice was light and light, as if dreaming: "Aci, accompany me to offer a drink to uncle tonight."

"I want to give him a ride."

　. .Failed to get up, the rest of the time will not last a chapter, continue to work hard to get up early tomorrow

　　Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
　　The double monthly ticket is coming to an end, let the old man rob a wave

　　Paying the ticket is not a shark, I want to compete for the list this month
　　
　
(End of this chapter)