There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 281
The feud of killing one's mother is irreconcilable, so feeding wild dogs is really light.

Are you upset?It doesn't matter, as long as he is proud.

Tang Wanning was also taken aback when she saw Xia Houjue's cheerful or gloomy expression.

He has never seen so many expressions on his face in the past few years since he entered the palace. Thinking about it, he must have had a hard time suppressing it for so many years.

Sure enough, the sorrows and joys of human beings cannot be shared. Don't think that if others have no expression, they are not in pain.

……

After the removal ceremony, Xia Houjue went to the imperial mausoleum alone on the day of Ching Ming Festival.

He knelt in front of the tomb of Empress Jing Minxian and did not speak for a long time.

Looking at the luxurious mausoleum located at the easternmost part of the imperial mausoleum, and at the simple mausoleum located at the westernmost end of the imperial mausoleum, he suddenly smiled.

"Queen, you must hate him to the bone. Look at me, I left him in that corner to the west. It doesn't matter if he is the first emperor. In the end, I have the final say in this world."

"Mother, are you okay over there? My son is fine now, and he finally took revenge for you. The son let the woman feed the dog. Do you think it's a good time?"

"Mother? You once told Erchen not to cry, not to cry when encountering anything. Erchen really did it. You see, my son has never cried for so many years..." It's a pity that he can't even laugh now.

Xia Houjue tried to show his mother a smile. He tried to tense every muscle, but in the end he failed. Not only did he fail, he even cried bitterly.

This was the first time he cried bitterly after he was five years old.

I'm sorry mother, my son misses you, you are such a beautiful and gentle person, it shouldn't end like this, you shouldn't.

After a long time, Xia Houjue wiped away tears.

"Mother, I met a woman, she is very good, I have hurt her before, but fortunately I have lost my way, she has a pair of clear eyes, there is nothing in it..."

No power, no interest, no use, no flattery, no fawning, nothing, clear to the bottom.

"I want to put myself in it, it must be very beautiful there, mother, don't worry, my son's life is finally complete."

……

When returning from the imperial mausoleum, Xia Houjue saw that the apricot blossoms on the side of the road had buds, and there were shepherd boys grazing cattle near the farm outside the city gate, each of them stepping on the fine green grass buds on the ground.

The clear and loud children's voice pierced the world, piercing into people's hearts.

In the farmland on both sides of the official road, the common people began to prepare for spring plowing with great enthusiasm.

In the farms farther away, there is still faintly curling smoke, and there are faint laughter of children on the winding roads in the fields, and women are constantly carrying baskets or delivering food or washing water.

Everything is a prosperous atmosphere, which is extraordinarily vivid and heart-warming in the misty rain and dew of Qingming Festival.

The common people probably don't pass Qingming, or they are busy with spring plowing while it is raining.

Xia Houjue shook his head with a smile, turned around and headed to the city. This is the country of his Great Xia Dynasty. He vowed that as long as he was alive, he would never let his people down.

He will let them have enough to eat and wear good clothes, and they will have something to support them when they are young. He will definitely, because he is Xia Houjue, and because this is the Qinghe period.

……

It was evening when we returned to the palace.

Because of the rain, the sky was dark and gloomy. Tang Wan thought about it. Today is the Ching Ming Festival. It is a day to mourn the dead. It is not appropriate to eat extravagantly.

She asked someone to cook a table of vegetarian food.

Tofu with vegetables, brown rice with mushrooms, this table meal looks very simple, similar to what she ate when the Northwest was green and yellow.

Xia Houjue was hungry even after running for a whole day, so he hardly thought about it, so he sat down with his head buried in two bowls of rice after washing his hands.

Tang Wanning: "..."

Does this man have no sense of taste?Doesn't he find it unpalatable?
"Your Majesty, you are actually used to this simple meal?"

Xia Houjue was stunned: "Is it hard to eat? I remember that the common people seem to eat this, what's wrong? Or I can't eat it?"

Tang Wanning: "Of course, I just think you accepted it a little too quickly"

After all, this is the first time she prepares something like this. Before... everyone was not familiar with each other before, so she didn't bother to make it for him.

"Oh, it's good. This may be the legendary rough tea and light meal. I don't think it's rough at all. It's very good!"

So what about the emperor, he should be with the people, there is no doubt about it.

"Since you like it, why don't you cook it for you every day?" Tang Wanning smiled maliciously.

"The soldiers in the Northwest eat this way when they are young and yellow. Even I have eaten it for many years. I even think about not eating some brown rice this season!"

Xia Houjue: "..."

Jokes are jokes, Tang Wanning doesn't dare to play like this, he is the king of a country, there is no need to do it like this, let alone his side... ahem, he is still waiting to make up.

……

In March of Yangchun, the catkins are flying, and the spring returns to the earth, and the wind is warm.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, from the civil and military officials to the common people, one or two of them couldn't stay, and they all enjoyed the beautiful scenery in Sunrise City.

The wives, young masters and young masters of those aristocratic families even held banquets, enjoyed flowers, and went out in groups in groups, creating a prosperous spring scene.

Tang Wanning couldn't hold back for a long time.

If it was in the past, she would have flown out of the palace as fast as possible, and transformed into the appearance of the Qingliang son to admire the most handsome son and the most beautiful beauties.

But now she seems to have suddenly lost all interest.

First, it suddenly felt boring, and second, that bastard Xia Houjue became even busier, which made her nervous too.

"Hey, how busy are you? Didn't you say that this year will be better?"

"Yeah, I'm busy now so that I won't be busy in three months' time. This year's rain is abundant. I'm afraid that there will be pressure in the south of the Yangtze River, so I will force them to build embankments ahead of time!"

"In three months' time, let's go to Jiangnan for inspection together."

"Okay... I heard that the sixth younger brother has also gone to Jiangnan, you can ask him to watch for you first..."

"Sixth brother?" Xia Houjue helplessly spread his hands.

"I still don't count on it. I can't contact him now."

The two chatted for a while, then ate and rested. According to the usual practice, they still had to work hard to create a human being before going to bed.

After the incident, Tang Wanning held her stomach and couldn't laugh or cry.

'Son, you can come here quickly, or your mother will die if you don't come. '

Xia Houjue smiled and took her shoulders: "Don't talk nonsense, even if you can't be born in this life, I won't do anything to you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm fine, how can I not give birth in my life, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, ma'am, go to sleep, it's late at night."

……

Time was in a hurry, and it was June in a blink of an eye, and Xia Houjue, as he said, gradually became less busy.

By June, he was already making preparations for going to the south of the Yangtze River, and Tang Wanning was full of expectations.

(End of this chapter)