I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 323: Queen Huo Chengjun misses the emperor (please subscribe)
At this moment, Huo Guang had forgiven Huo Xian and Huo Yu.

For their sake, Huo Guang couldn't just let go of the power.

Huo Guang just hugged Huo Xian, letting the other person's soft body lean against his body.

At this moment, Huo Guang did not look like a general in the Han Dynasty, but more like a carefree and happy young man with tangled hair in Wuling.

One of the reasons why Huo Guang dotes on Huo Xian is that Huo Xian always reminds him of a lot of freedom and Meng Lang in his youth.

Holding Huo Xian's soft and slender waist, Huo Guang remembered his rough behavior towards Huo Xian a few days ago.

I can't help but feel some guilt again - the guilt of a husband towards his wife.

For decades, Huo Guang and Huo Xian have been the two pillars of the Huo family. Without Huo Xian, a virtuous wife, the Huo family might not be as prosperous and prosperous as it is now.

Not to mention anything else, Huo Xian carefully selected the families his daughters married into.

This not only found a good home for the daughters, but also contributed to the Huo family and found many young talents to help.

Huo Xian is to the Huo family, just like Huo Guang is to the Han Dynasty.

This year, since Emperor Xiaozhao's grand visit, Huo Guang has devoted himself to the court and even ignored Huo Xian for a long time.

The husband and wife have not been singing in harmony like this for a long time.

"Madam, the government has been very busy recently, and I have a lot of things to deal with, so I have neglected my lady. Madam, you don't blame me, right?" Huo Guang asked guiltily.

"My husband is the pillar of the Han Dynasty. He is busy all day long for the sake of the people of the world. I dare not complain at all." Huo Xian spoke as softly as a girl at this moment.

Huo Guang nodded. Huo Xian's ability to understand the general situation was different from ordinary women.

"If I remember correctly, it will be Madam's birthday in three days, right?" Huo Guang asked.

"Humph, thank you for remembering this. How could you think that your husband has forgotten it?" Huo Xian pushed Huo Guang away and pretended to be angry.

Huo Guang quickly went to coax him, and then hugged Huo Xian in his arms.

"Madam, please don't be angry. My husband has remembered it. How could he forget it?" Huo Guang said in a flattering tone.

"What's the use of just remembering it? In such a prosperous situation this year, can I still celebrate my birthday?"

Huo Xian grasps the scale of anger very well, which can not only increase the joy of the boudoir, but also not go too far to bore Huo Guang.

"What's going on this year? Why can't I celebrate my birthday?" Huo Guang asked angrily.

"Yu'er is currently on an expedition to Mobei with the army, so how can I, my humble concubine, spend this birthday with peace of mind? Moreover, the county magistrate is launching an attack on the Huo family, and the whole family is in panic..."

"Madam, what you said is wrong!" Huo Guangqiang waved his hand, interrupting Huo Xian's complaint.

"Although Yu'er is not in Chang'an, Xijun and Zhaojun are both in Chang'an City. Maybe it has been a long time since we have been together in the mansion. I miss my grandchildren a little."

"As for the county magistrate, he seems to have some respect for me, so the more people are panicked, the more they should act as usual to avoid suspicion from villains."

Huo Xian struggled to sit up straight, with some excitement in his eyes. This seemed like what the general said before - Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, without changing his expression.

Seeing Huo Guang's heroic appearance, Huo Xian's heart was filled with excitement.

"Does your husband mean that this birthday will be held as in previous years?" Huo Xian asked tentatively.

"Well, the army is out on an expedition and there are constant turmoil in Chang'an City. Naturally, it is not appropriate to make a big deal..."

"However, it is also a good thing to invite your family to your home and have fun together." Huo Guang made a decision immediately.

"I understand, I understand. I will definitely arrange this matter properly."

"Okay, Madam is doing something, I don't have to worry about it."

After Huo Guang said that, he took Huo Xian into his arms again... The lights were shaking and the room was full of spring light, so he couldn't say much...

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Soon, the news that Huo Xian's birthday would be celebrated as in previous years spread in the back house of the General's Mansion.

It sounds like this is Huo Xian's birthday, but it is a family dinner where the Huo family's closest relatives get together, so it is naturally very important.

With Huo Xian taking command from the center, and a group of retainers and slaves assisting him on the left and right, the preparations were in full swing.

This is a happy event for Huo Xian and the Huo family, but it is a disaster for those lowly slaves.

Once you make a mistake, you will be scolded at least, or whipped at worst...

Intermittent crying sounds came from the remote and dilapidated yards of the back house from time to time, but few people paid attention to them.

...At this hour of the day, in the side courtyard of the middle residence, Huo Chengjun was reading under the window of his bedroom - in his hand was a recently printed volume of "The Analects of Confucius".

Ever since he was elected as the queen, Huo Chengjun's life has become more and more difficult day by day.

Originally, I could go out a few times a month to go on an outing or get together with the sisters I had known since childhood.

But since she was elected queen, she has never left the back house.

As a result, Huo Chengjun was completely trapped in this small courtyard and became a canary in a cage.

In the past, some slaves played with him, but now under Huo Xian's intimidation, these familiar slaves no longer dare to play with Huo Chengjun.

In this boring and lonely life, reading has become Huo Chengjun's only way to pass the time.

The Analects of Confucius in his hand was specially sent by the emperor in the past few days - if it hadn't been sent by the emperor, I'm afraid Huo Xian wouldn't have let him read it.

In her mother's mind, women gain favor not by knowledge, but by skill.

Huo Chengjun has read "The Analects of Confucius" many times since he was a child, but this is the first time he has seen "The Analects of Confucius" printed on paper.

It is lighter and lighter than bamboo briefs. Your fingers will not be scratched when turning pages. The handwriting is exceptionally clear. It even exudes a vague fragrance of paper and ink.

Putting such an exquisite book there, you don’t need to read it, but you will feel comfortable just looking at it.

Moreover, this "The Analects of Confucius" is not only novel and unique in shape, but the content is also different from the "Analects of Confucius" that I have seen before. The annotations included in the text are more detailed and rich.

All in all, a book like this is a good way to spend your time.

I heard that the rice paper and the book were made by the Emperor's order.

The emperor really has an exquisite heart with seven orifices.

Thinking of this, Huo Chengjun felt a little hot, so he put the book on the table, held his chin in his hands, and looked steadily at the outside world through the window lattice.

The last time I saw the emperor was a month or two ago.

On that day, the emperor suddenly visited the general's mansion, seemingly to ask his mother to release someone from the county prison.

Unfortunately, she came and went in a hurry and there were many people around. Although she wanted to stay with the emperor for a while, she was unable to say a few words.

From the moment after he was elected queen, Huo Chengjun had never spoken to the emperor alone.

In the eyes of others, Emperor is a distant and majestic title, but in Huo Chengjun's eyes, he is an interesting person.

Therefore, Huo Chengjun really wanted to chat face to face with the emperor for a while.

Going to Weiyang Palace to be with the Emperor is much better than being in this gloomy and depressing General's Mansion.

I don't know how many nights, Huo Chengjun dreamed of himself and the emperor walking hand in hand on the Danqi of Weiyang Palace.

Look at the white clouds and blue dogs, look at the sun and stars shining...

Thinking of this, a blush washed over Huo Chengjun's beautiful face. Although she looked somewhat similar to Huo Xian, her eyes were much cleaner and clearer.

Thinking of those dreams, Huo Chengjun felt a little hot and his heartbeat kept beating.

The moral education he had received since childhood made Huo Chengjun feel panicked and shy about these reactions on his body. He quickly poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it in one gulp.

As the herbal tea entered his throat, his restless heart finally calmed down a little.

At this time, some vague voices came from outside the courtyard. It was the servants at home who were preparing for their mother's birthday.

When Huo Chengjun thought of his mother, a wave of disgust grew in the deepest part of his heart, as if he had accidentally swallowed a fly. It was disgusting.

His eyes returned to the open book "The Analects of Confucius", and a sentence caught Huo Chengjun's eyes.

"People are not benevolent, how can I be polite? People are not benevolent, how can I be happy?"

Benevolence, this is what many great Confucians often say, and they often get into fights over arguments about "what is benevolence."

Huo Chengjun is not a great scholar, but an ordinary woman, but she also has her own views on benevolence.

Benevolence means don't harm others at will.

Her mother is an unkind person.

Thinking of this, Huo Chengjun's mind came back to the few words she accidentally overheard between Huo Xian and Chun Yuyan.

　Ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)