Grounded again.
But Xiao Han seems to have been used to this for a long time.
As for the penalty?
Do you have a salary?
Xiao Han didn't even remember that he had received a salary! It is estimated that the grandsons of Hubu also deliberately forgot about this matter.
As Li Shimin walked away again, this day's court meeting ended without any problem.
After the meeting, Xiao Han said goodbye to Cheng Yaojin and others, and walked leisurely to Sanyuan County in an ox cart.
This time, Xiao Han clearly learned the lesson from last time and specially strengthened the ropes of the bullock cart. At the same time, he strictly prohibited Xiaodong from driving the cart and replaced him with a loyal and honest idiot to be responsible for driving. Although his brain is not very bright, he can't do it. If you startle the cow again, you will be thrown into the ditch.
"Master Marquis, we don't have to come to court for a month?"
After leaving Chang'an, several people were a little bored on the way home. Seeing that Xiao Han was always looking at the roadside in a daze, Lazi couldn't help but speak, wanting to break the silence.
"Hey, I won't be here for a month."
Xiao Han heard what Lengzi said and sighed softly. He looked back at Chang'an City, which was gradually disappearing from his sight, and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Isn't that great?"
The fool glanced at Xiao Han secretly, grinned deliberately and said: "Master Hou, you never got up early! In order to call you to court this morning, I threw three porcelain pillows belonging to Duke Yuchi. Hey, didn't you? See, the butler’s face turned green.”
"Yeah, you almost opened my head. Fortunately, I hid quickly..." Xiaodong, who was following the bullock cart, also followed faintly at this time.
The idiot continued to grin: "Hehe! So, it's good not to go to court! We have been away for more than half a year this time, so we should rest at home! Besides, Ziyi... ahem, isn't the second lady still waiting for you? !”
"Yes, yes! Now that we have time, we can properly organize the wedding between you and the second wife!"
On the road, the two loyal servants talked about the interesting things that followed, and Xiao Han couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.
Although the enlightenment methods of these two idiots are indeed a bit inferior, at this time, having such a caring heart is better than that person...
Thinking of this, Xiao Han couldn't help but think of what happened in the court today.
The smile that had just appeared on his face immediately solidified again. After a while, he smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and whispered softly: "If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It's easy to change the heart of the old, but to know the heart of the old Changeable.”
"Huh?" After reading a few lines of poetry, a soft whine came from the side. It seemed that someone heard the verses recited by Xiao Han.
When Xiao Han heard a soft cry, he slowly opened his eyes and glanced aside casually, only to find that there was another bullock cart next to it.
"This bullock cart..." Xiao Han frowned slightly as he looked at the bullock cart.
This bullock cart that appeared out of nowhere looks very old! The ash-shaped carriage shafts are already somewhat decayed, and the patterns that were originally supposed to be engraved on the dim yellow body are no longer clearly visible after so many years!
Even the two wheels were of different sizes. One glance showed that they had been replaced more than once, and it was not known how long the journey had taken before so many wheels were replaced.
If this bullock cart is old enough, then the two old people sitting on it are undoubtedly older than the cart.
The driver of the carriage is better to say that although his beard and hair are all white, judging from his rosy face, he must be in his seventies at most.
But the man in the car was definitely the oldest old man Xiao Han had ever seen in Datang!
His body was very thin, and he looked much fatter with a green gown draped around him. His exposed skinny arm was covered with dark brown age spots.
Just when Xiao Han was looking at the old man, the old man was also smiling at Xiao Han.
However, all the teeth in his mouth have long since fallen out, making his smile somewhat uncomfortable.
And in fact, not only did the old man have teeth, he didn't even have much hair. The only remaining white hair was neatly combed behind his back. Only a pair of eyes were as clear as stars!
"Who is this gentleman?"
For some reason, when Xiao Han saw the old man for the first time, he had a good feeling in his heart for no reason.
There is no reason, no reason, as if it was born this way!
"Ha ha……"
The old man grinned a few times with a flat mouth, and did not answer Xiao Han's words. Instead, he pointed at him and asked: "Baby, the poem you just read was good, was it written by you?"
"Yes..." Xiao Han nodded subconsciously, but when he saw the old man's clear eyes, he shook his head for some reason and said: "It was written by a gentleman named Nalan Xingde, not a student."
"Oh?" The old man smiled again, and he smiled happily: "No wonder I heard that the original meaning of the poem should be words of resentment between men and women, but you read it as a sign of depression. This is not good!"
"Haha, the student was feeling depressed. He casually borrowed the poems of the sages to express his feelings, but he made the old gentleman laugh." Xiao Han smiled bitterly upon hearing this, cupped his hands in front of the old man, and casually misinterpreted the emotions expressed in other people's poems. This is indeed not the behavior of a scholar.
"It's okay." However, the old man seemed open-minded and waved his hands gently, while still looking at Xiao Han with his eyes: "Baby, what's so annoying? Tell the old man, let me enlighten you. At such a young age, Sad and sad, when you reach the old man's age, don't you want to die of sorrow?"
"this……"
Xiao Han hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Let the old man worry about it. This is the student's own private matter, and the student will think about it himself."
"Haha, don't believe me?" The old man looked at Xiao Han, and a hint of Noah appeared on his old face.
"No..." Xiao Han shook his head and said, "The old gentleman is not among them and will not understand the students' thoughts."
"That's not necessarily true." The old man blinked: "If you don't tell me, how do you know I don't understand?"
"I told you, you may not understand!" Xiao Han replied with a smile.
"Then I said, as long as you say it, I will definitely understand?"
"You are not me, how can you understand my sorrow?"
"You are not me, how do you know that I don't know your worries?"
“If you don’t know it yourself, others don’t know it either!”
“If you don’t worry about others, you don’t know yourself; when you worry, you don’t know others.”
An old man and a young man were playing riddles to each other on two bullock carts running side by side. Lunzi and Xiaodong were left scratching their heads.
I understood every word they said, but why did I feel like I didn't know what every word meant?
"Master Marquis, why don't we walk faster and get rid of this old man?" The fool said secretly to Xiao Han with a puzzled face.
"Snapped!"
The old man driving the car next to him raised his whip and cracked the whip next to the fool, which scared him so much that he quickly shut up.
