The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 413
Tong Tiehu "..."

He laughed a few words, "You're right."

"But now that these treasures are gone, and there is no evil spirit, will God take away the good weather of this land?" Yang Wenxiao asked again.

Tong Tiehu "..."

A layer of cold sweat ran down his spine.

It was indeed his fault that the treasure was lost.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I really don't know where the treasure went."

"Well, you know almost nothing, I know that." Yang Wenxiao nodded.

Tong Tiehu "..."

Every sentence is resentful.

It is not at all obvious that the Supreme Emperor is an 89-year-old person. This kind of thinking and ridicule is not lost to the young man at all.

"Tell me about your childhood." Yang Wenxiao said again.

Tong Tiehu turned his head, wondering what the point of Yang Wenxiao's words was.

What happened when he was young, could it be that he was asked to talk about his father?
This is easy to say. Before that woman appeared, he lived a good life as a concubine. Although he also had a concubine born to his aunt, this did not affect his status.

Until that woman appeared and hooked his father's soul.

Then, for him as a young boy, the sky fell.

He was sent to a small town by the East Sea, where he was unfamiliar, and his mother was in tears all day long. He was only six years old at that time, and he lived carefully all day long.

After a few years of suffering, suddenly one day, the woman sent someone to pick him up.

And here he is.

When he came to Anping Village, the woman treated him very well, treated him like her own son, and left some people for him.

Tingfeng Pavilion was built by that woman.

It's just that the woman died too early.

Perhaps, if she had been alive, he would have served her as his own mother.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

After Tong Tiehu finished talking about his few childhood memories, the imperial chariot came to the foot of the mountain, and Yang Wenxiao got off the imperial chariot, intending to walk up the mountain.

"Grandfather, the path up the mountain has been repaired, and you can go up the mountain on a royal chariot." Yang Ye was worried that his body would not be able to bear it, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

"No, just take a walk." Yang Wenxiao waved his hand and turned to look at Tong Tiehu, "Gu Sheng, do you hate her?"

Tong Tiehu hurriedly said, "I don't hate it."

"You really don't hate?" Yang Wenxiao smiled, took the crutch Gao Lian handed over, and stepped up the steps.

Tong Tiehu followed, "I hated it when I was young, but now it's been decades, I don't hate it anymore."

If you want to hate, you also hate his father.

His father had several aunts besides his mother, and he had seen through the matter of doting on concubines and destroying wives.

The focus is on men.

Yang Wenxiao nodded approvingly when he heard the words, "That's not bad, decades of time are enough to smooth out hatred."

However, hate can be smoothed out.

Thoughts can't.

As time goes by, the miss will only get deeper and deeper.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and raised his eyes to look around.

The altitude of Rooster Mountain is only more than [-] meters, not high, and the trees growing on it are also very ordinary. He has always wondered why she settled here.

Daqi has a vast land and beautiful mountains and rivers, why did you choose this place?

This is an unsolved riddle.

Did she often shuttle in the mountains back then?

Has she ever stepped on the ground he is stepping on now?

do not know.

He has no answer.

"Gu Sheng, tell me about her, how did she teach you back then?" He spoke again.

Tong Tiehu responded, concealed Tong Liu's part, and explained a few details.

Accompanied by his narration, a group of people quickly came to the secret passage.

　Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone~ Chapter [-] is over, good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)