Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 107
under the same sky.

A carriage in Prince Jin's Mansion waited in place.

Li Xian strode to the front of the mansion, stroked the top of Li Zhi's head, bent down, and looked at the little face with red eyes.

"Being a teacher is just going home and resting for three days, and I will soon."

"You are also the prince of the Tang Dynasty after all, why do you look like a woman? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to spread the word by crying?"

After getting along for a long time, there are not so many respectful titles in the words, on the contrary, there is a sense of intimacy in saying this.

Li Zhi rubbed his eyes and raised his face.

"You think I'm looking forward to your return?"

"I'm just reading tonight, and I'm going to hear Qin's stepmother nagging and urging me. I'm really sad."

"You used weird tricks all day long to punish me. Who would miss you? You stay in Li's mansion for a few days, so I can breathe a sigh of relief in the mansion."

Disdainfully snorted, Li Zhi turned his head, as if angry.

Seeing Li Zhi's anger, Cheng Chumo and Li Xian burst out laughing.

After taking the palm, Li Xian put Cheng Chumo on the shoulder and patted it.

"Brother Cheng, now you have full authority to teach poisonous salt making."

"Don't be impatient when you cook it, even if everyone cooks it quickly, there will be no less waste."

Pointing his finger, Li Xian said with a smile.

"This impatience has to be changed."

Waiting for Cheng Chumo to nod humbly, Li Xian waved goodbye to the two of them and strode into the carriage.

The coachman raised his whip, and the carriage was pulled slowly. Sitting in the carriage, Li Xian suddenly heard a childish shout.

"In a few days, I will present the newly made scallion pancakes to my mother, and I still need my husband's guidance."

There was a faint cry in the shouting, and Li Xian in the carriage shook his head slightly.

"This child..."

Looking back inadvertently, the moment the swaying car curtain was lifted, the figure who had stood in front of the mansion for a long time and stared at him was reflected in his eyes.

The carriage turned around the long street, the figures disappeared, and Li Xian also slowly withdrew his thoughts.

After a night of autumn rain, the bustling crowd on the long street has gradually put on unlined clothes.

It has been more than a year since he came here through soul transmigration and became the eldest son of the Li family, and counting it, this time is probably the longest time he left the house.

To be honest, after not returning home for a long time, I feel a little homesick.

Bits and bits of the past flashed through my mind.

Li Jing chased after him with a wooden stick, yelling the words of dandy and carefree, which made the whole house go crazy, and the servants ran away.

At every critical moment, Hong Fu Nu could always stand in front of her and say some comforting words to dispel Li Jing's anger.

The second and third younger brothers are also considered simple and honest. Although they don't have much talent, they can be considered to have made their own official careers under Li Jing's teachings.

Even with his official position, he has never shown any disrespect to his mediocre brother.

A harmonious family sounded, and Li Xian, who swayed slightly with the carriage, raised the corners of his lips and showed a smile.

Li's mansion is some distance away from Jinwang's mansion. Li Xian, who was soaked in the memories of the past, did not notice the passage of time.

At dusk, when the Wanjia lights were on, the carriage stopped steadily at the gate of the mansion.

Paper lanterns glow with yellow light, which is very heart-warming.

The servant guarding the mansion gate was about to close the mansion gate when he saw the figure jumping off the carriage and greeted him with joy.

"Son!"

In the excited voice, a servant turned around to shout, but Li Xian grabbed him.

"It's getting late, there's no need to alarm others."

Strutting past the two, Li Xian ordered a few words to close the door, and Li Xian hurried towards the north room.

The domestic servant who was walking towards Li Xian in the corridor was the first to be taken aback when he saw Li Xian, and then greeted him happily.

The kitchen husband, who was about to sleep peacefully, heard the news of Li Xian's return home, hurriedly got up from the house, put on a single shirt and went to the dining room.

Stepping over the wooden wall of the round arch, the north room is filled with dim light, and the figure sitting at the desk is cast on the paper window lattice, and there is a faint voice coming.

"Cook meals, open your voice to practice your voice, and walk quickly, alas~ How dare this rebellious son treat the prince like an ordinary countryman?"

"That's our great prince of the Tang Dynasty! But who would have thought that Zheng Guogong would bump into him!"

A rather angry voice came out, and the volume increased a lot, and it became clearer.

The weak female voice retorted the moment the words fell.

"Then what do you think Xian'er should teach?"

"He was originally a Hanlin enshrined by His Majesty's side by mistake. His Majesty wants him to teach, can he resist the order?"

"I don't have any skills, so what can I teach? Besides, Xian'er didn't want to gain a foothold in the court and asked you to make up reasons, but you refused. Now that the deeds have been revealed, who is to blame?"

When the words were at the end, there was some faint sobbing, bringing out a few sobs.

Under the light of the candlelight, the silhouette on the window lattice suddenly grew bigger and stood up, handing a scarf to the bowed figure.

The voice overflowing the house became softer.

"Okay, okay, I don't mean to blame, but I got lost in thinking about Xian'er's future for a while."

The big palm lightly rested on the shoulder of the tear-wiping figure, and with a sigh, the words came out again.

"Now the eldest grandson and all the ministers have signed a letter in private, intending to remonstrate with the prince."

"It's also my fault that I have been alone all these years and have not made a few close friends in the DPRK and China, and finally found out about the news."

"Fortunately, this complaint has not yet reached His Majesty's ears, so there must be room for maneuver. Tomorrow I will go to the Changsun's mansion, and speak carefully, so that His Majesty can temporarily suppress this matter."

Amidst the sound of snorting, the profile face on the silhouette raised his head.

"The eldest grandson's mansion is a relative of the emperor, and His Royal Highness is Zheng Guogong's nephew. Naturally, he will think about his own relatives. What's the use of you asking for mercy?"

"Our mansion won't take our child's piety as a trifling matter, so Zheng Guogui will?"

After hearing this, the figure seemed to be a little stunned, hesitated for a moment, put his big hand on the jade face of the side face, and there was a trace of helplessness and hope in his words.

"Yes, I should."

"I, Li Jing, have also made great contributions to Datang. With this old face, I can go to His Majesty to ask for a favor, and I think it will work."

"Bao Li Xian, I still have some confidence!"

The moonlight is like water, quietly covering the courtyard.

The sobbing in the house seemed to be comforted, and there were no more words, and the whole courtyard was quiet.

The figure standing on the eaves of the corridor is hidden in the shadows, and the corners of the eyes seem to be a little moist.

Unexpectedly, when I first entered the Jin Palace, I would get into such a big trouble and add so much trouble to Li's Mansion.

He walked up a few steps silently, put his palm on the thick door, thought for a moment and pushed the door open.

In front of the candlelight in the house, two figures were sitting in a row, the red girl's face was glistening with tear stains, and Li Jing beside her was solemn and wrinkled.

Perhaps frightened by the sudden sound, the two were stunned, and looked at the figure standing open the door in unison.

The red-haired girl who was the first to come back to her senses, hurriedly wiped away her tears, stood up with a smile on her face and greeted her.

"Xian'er is back! Why didn't you let me know earlier, so that I can prepare hot dishes for my mother."

"Come and sit down, let's cook some dishes for my mother."

While speaking, he walked towards the outside of the house, and thousands of words in his heart rolled down his mouth, turning into two words 'no hurry'.

The atmosphere in the room was slightly suffocated, Li Xian strode into the hall and sat down at the desk.

Li Jing didn't keep a straight face, got up and picked up the teapot, and said with a smile.

"It seems that the food in Prince Jin's Mansion is good, and your kid has grown stronger..."

Staring at the two parents who were taking care of their private affairs, Li Xian couldn't force a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice.

"Father, mother, the child thinks he has done nothing wrong."

"They want to remonstrate His Majesty, and they want to criticize with words, so let them go."

"The child sits upright and walks upright."

(End of this chapter)