Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 866

When Tang Huanxi received the invitation for the lotus feast, there was a little more sneer in his eyes.

Nanny Gui handed the white fungus and lotus seed soup that had just been cooked in front of her, and said softly, "Ma'am, don't be sad."

"Mummy, to be honest, I'm not sad at all, I just think it's a little funny." Tang Huanxi casually threw the post on the desk, and there was a little more cold light in her eyes, "Now she's so high She wants to play a bitter scene of mother-daughter recognition with me in public, and she also needs to think about whether I am willing to cooperate."

"Ma'am, are you not going to attend this banquet?" Nanny Gui asked curiously, knowing what she meant.

"After all, it's a banquet hosted by the empress. Wouldn't it be too arrogant for me to be so merciless?"

"If you don't want to go, lady, then don't go!" Xiao Baorui's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, Tang Huanxi raised his eyes slightly, met Xiao Baorui's affectionate eyes, and smiled slightly.

Xiao Baorui hurried to her side, raised his hand and rubbed her face, "Lady, you seem to have lost weight again..."

"Nonsense!" Tang Huanxi gave him a helpless look.

"My lady, I miss you so much!"

Xiao Baorui sighed in a low voice, and hugged him in his arms without any explanation.

Nanny Gui, who watched this scene, turned around and left quickly.

"Why did you suddenly become so clingy?" Tang Huanxi raised her hand and patted his hand, smiling softly.

"My lady, I am entering the palace today."

"Ok, I know."

"Murong He wants me to go to Chenzhou to deal with the bandits in Longhu Mountain."

Tang Huanxi's heart sank suddenly, and after a while she asked softly, "When are you leaving?"

"Three days later."

"Then when will you come back..." She lowered her eyes, covering the deep reluctance in her eyes.

"Most of the bandits in Longhu Mountain are deserters who escaped from the battlefield. Presumably, they should have a lot of weapons in their hands. Coupled with the fact that the terrain of Longhu Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, those bandits have occupied the top of the mountain these years. I have robbed a lot of government money, so it will take time to completely deal with the bandits in Longhushan. So I can't say when I will come back."

"Xiao Baorui, I originally wanted to say that you can go there boldly, as long as you can take good care of yourself, I can take care of myself and my two children, but in my heart, I don't want to say such things at all." Tang Huanxi gave a wry smile, nestled in his arms, her tone gradually became hoarse, "Sir, I can't bear you, very much."

"Silly lady." After Xiao Baorui heard her words, a warm current grew in his heart and spread all over his body.

"If you don't want me to go, I'll push this errand." After a long silence, Xiao Baorui said firmly.

Tang Huanxi really wanted to say not to go and stay by his side, but she couldn't say it after all.

"Xiao Baorui, you will accompany me into the palace at the next day's lotus feast, okay?"

"it is good!"

In the past two days, Xiao Baorui put off all the affairs in hand, and just wanted to stay with his wife and enjoy the rare leisure time.

Biezhuang in the suburbs of Beijing.

Xiao Yijin followed behind Wang Yibo and looked at the people who were working in the distance, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.

"Yijin, can you now comprehend Mr. Bai Juyi's poem Observing Wheat?" Standing on the ridge of the field, Wang Yibo suddenly turned to look at Xiao Yijin, and asked with a smile, "Have you understood this poem now?"

Little Yijin looked at the scenery in the distance, and nodded slightly, "Sir, Yijin can now understand the meaning of the phrase "a woman with a lot of food, a child with a pot of milk."

In the distance, women are carrying meals in bamboo baskets, and children are carrying jugs of water.

At first, Xiao Yijin couldn't understand the meaning of this first view of barley, but at this moment when he saw the scenery in front of him, he completely understood it.

"I often say that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. That's because a lot of knowledge in the books is the scenery that the ancestors saw with their own eyes. Bai Juyi's poems can be so realistic precisely because everything is his own. I saw it with my own eyes. Poetry comes from life, and it is higher than life, so how many of you can understand?"

Both Yijin and Wang Li nodded.

"The last four lines of the poem "Guan Qia Mai" are Bai Juyi's self-realization. The official's salary is three hundred stones, and the year-old Yan has surplus food. I feel ashamed when I read this, and I will never forget it."

"This year's harvest is not very good. Look at the young people who are working without any smiles on their faces. That's because the imperial court's taxes are too heavy. After paying the taxes, the people may not be able to fill their stomachs... ..."

"In the past few days, natural disasters have frequently occurred in my dynasty. Some poor families are willing to sell their children in order to ask for a bite of food. Yijin, you are the son of a general and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. You probably don't know the truth about the sinister human heart." Li looked at Xiao Yijin with complicated emotions intertwined in his eyes.

"Brother Wang Li, although my parents never made Yijin suffer, but my mother also taught me the truth that every piece of food on the plate is hard work, so Yijin understands the truth in your words." Xiao Yijin looked Looking at them, he said sincerely.

Wang Yibo looked at him with more appreciation in his eyes, "Let's go, let's go back."

At dusk, Tang Huanxi received a letter from Yijin, and was immediately overjoyed.

A quarter of an hour later, after reading the contents of the letter, Tang Huanxi only had mixed feelings in her heart.

"Miss?"

"Xiao Baorui, we Yijin have made a lot of progress. Not only have we learned how to observe the poem of barley, but we have also comprehended the deep meaning of this poem." Leaning on his shoulder, Tang Huan sighed happily, "I'm so happy I'm sad again. I'm happy that our Yijin seems to have grown up a lot. What's sad is that the people's harvest this year is really not good. There are so many levies and miscellaneous taxes, but among those high-ranking officials, which one doesn't have enough food and clothing? Especially It’s the imperial palace, and banquets are held every now and then, it’s really..."

"The wine and meat stinks of the Zhumen are frozen to death," Xiao Baorui said softly after reading the letter written by Xiao Yijin at a glance, "Since Murong He came to the throne, he has always wanted to make a big difference, but the court has internal and external troubles. In addition, he, the emperor, is being suppressed by many parties, so the living conditions of the people will not be improved for a while."

"I understand the truth, I'm just upset." Tang Huanxi thought for a while, and asked softly, "Xiao Baorui, do you think this lotus appreciation feast is an opportunity? I heard that the people in Han Jianming's fief Not only is there no need to worry about food and clothing, but even prosperity.”

"The Korean government's fiefdom is Bingzhou, which includes five nearby counties. I heard that there is a silver mine in Bingzhou."

"Silver mine?" Tang Huanxi's eyes lit up when she heard this word, "Xiao Baorui, I am their daughter after all, they have ignored me for so many years, and now that they have found me, they should give me some dowry, right? "

(End of this chapter)