My mother is the protagonist of time travel Chapter 234

Style: Historical Author: Shen AiWords: 3801Update Time: 24/01/12 07:54:52
"Tang Wu pays homage to Dr. Lu." When he met the respected elder, Tang Wulang quickly dismounted and saluted.

Lu Ju was no stranger to this young man from the Tang family. The Tang family wanted him to become their teacher before, but unfortunately, this young man was not good at studying, so they gave up the matter.

Although he was not good at studying, Tang Wulang was the shortest among a bunch of dandy boys in Luoyang and was chosen as a general. He could barely be regarded as a good young man.

Lu Ju nodded to Tang Wulang. His many years of teaching habit made him preach a few words as soon as he opened his mouth: "There are many strange and cunning things in Nanshi. You can just play with them, Wulang, but don't take them seriously. This is not the right way."

Tang Wulang sneered: "I know my mistake, Wulang. Thank you for your teaching." He blocked a pile of things held by the book boy. The things were wrapped in a big cloth, exposing a few pieces of wood.

He bought this newly acquired treasure from a puppet master in Luoyang Nan City, and now his heart is on fire.

"Today I will go fishing on the river. If I can catch a good bream, I will take it to your house tomorrow." Lu Ju said with a smile, "I have long heard that Xie's family has a family that is good at crystal bream. I can Gotta taste it.”

Tang Wulang continued to greet Dr. Lu, and said, "My cousin has always admired you, and will definitely wait for this news."

Lu Ju stroked his beard and said, "If you can make Xie's uncut jade wait for me, it seems that I must catch this bream today."

When Tang Wulang listened to Dr. Lu's praise of his cousin, his face turned into a smile. The head of the Xie family in Chang'an was his mother's biological sister. In terms of seniority, she was his aunt or aunt. The two families cared about They are very close. His aunt's youngest daughter, Xie Qingwu, is his cousin. A few months ago, his mother occasionally caught wind and cold and was not in good health, so his aunt asked her cousin to come over and visit her grandma for her.

As soon as her mother saw her cousin, she was extremely happy. Even after she recovered from her illness, she kept her in Luoyang and was reluctant to let her go.

Now, the one with the highest status in the family was his cousin, so Tang Wu stayed away from her.

Lu Ju wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly he heard music and dancing in front of him. His brows suddenly wrinkled, and his face showed displeasure.

Tang Wu turned around and saw that the road was full of ceremonial guards, musicians were singing and dancing, and everyone was surrounding the young man sitting on the gorgeous chariot. In the cold season, the young man's chariot was decorated with flowers, eye-catching.

"Tang Wu." The young man was sitting in the golden and jade brocade like a boneless man, and he called out as soon as he opened his mouth: "There is a banquet at Jinfeng Yulu Tower tonight, will you go?"

As if he had just seen Dr. Lu, he uttered an ouch, sat up a little straighter, and saluted perfunctorily: "Mr. Lu, you went fishing again, so elegant."

Lu Ju's face turned dark and he walked away.

The young man leaned out of the chariot and looked back, still calling: "Mr. Lu, it's going to snow soon. Don't you bring an umbrella? Xiao Lu, please lend me my umbrella to Gong Lu." use."

The maid named Xiaolu took out an umbrella. The umbrella cover was covered with pearls. When she opened it slightly, it became a brilliant sight. Unfortunately, Lu Ju walked very quickly and the maid could not catch up with him.

"You really don't understand good people's hearts." The young man saw Dr. Lu avoiding him like a snake and a scorpion, and sneered: "It's a cold day, even if you pretend to wear white gui, you won't be afraid of freezing to death."

Tang Wu coughed lightly and pretended that he had not heard what Jiang Sanlang said. Lu Gong had always had a bad impression of the extravagant and exaggerated Jiang Sanlang and thought his family tradition was not good.

"Are you going tonight?" Jiang Sanlang asked Tang Wulang.

"No." Tang Wulang refused: "I got a new baby, and I have to go home and play with it quickly." If my mother finds out, the baby will be taken away.

"You really don't want to go? I will be accompanied by the oiran from the surprise banquet in the evening. It's rare to see a beauty." Jiang Sanlang continued to invite. Among a bunch of wealthy children in Luoyang who were not doing their jobs, Jiang Sanlang liked Tang Wulang the most, not only because of his long-standing aristocratic status in the Tang family , also because Tang Wulang suited his eyes best.

"I really won't go." Tang Wulang refused again.

Jiang Sanlang sat on the chariot and said, "What treasure makes you so rare? Could it be that you lied to me?"

"Or are you in a hurry to go back and accompany Xie's cousin?" Jiang Sanlang guessed.

Tang Wu ignored Jiang Sanlang's last sentence, beckoned the book boy to come forward, lifted the cloth, and revealed a wooden doll.

Surprise flashed in Jiang Sanlang's eyes: "What is this?"

"Mu Jia Yi Ling." Tang Wulang couldn't put it down and touched it.

"Isn't it lost a long time ago?" Jiang Sanlang was shocked.

"That's right, so it's a fake, imitated by the imagination of future generations." Tang Wulang also felt a little surprised when he talked about the process of buying the wooden armor Yi Ling: "I bought it from a familiar carpenter in Nan City. His The craftsmanship is really good, I originally wanted to spend a lot of money on it, but he gave it to me without asking for a penny."

Jiang San was dubious: "Why don't you want money?" This wooden armor artist didn't look cheap at first sight.

"The man said that I cooked porridge to provide disaster relief and was doing a good deed, so I didn't charge for it." Tang Wulang hugged the puppet like a baby, feeling that it was useful to do good deeds often.

Jiang Sanlang raised the corner of his lips: "The money you spent for disaster relief is enough to buy a thousand wooden armor artists, and you still feel that you are taking advantage."

Tang Wulang waved his hand: "I'm going home, you should go back quickly."

Jiang Sanlang jumped off the chariot, caught up with him, and hooked his shoulder: "I found that since your Xie family cousin came here, you don't drink with us very much. This is not okay."

Tang Wulang was speechless: "My cousin has come from afar, so of course I have to stay at home with her to relieve her boredom."

"Take her out to play when you have time. Choose a quiet place so that we can get together and your cousin won't be bored." Jiang Sanlang suggested.

"Let's talk about it later," Tang Wulang said.

"I'll go to your house to play with you in a few days." Jiang Sanlang was blown by the cold wind and sneezed.

Tang Wulang pretended not to hear.

After the sound of drumming and music behind him could no longer be heard, Tang Wulang turned his head and glanced behind him. Naturally, there was no figure of Jiang Sanlang. He stood there, thinking about what Jiang Sanlang had just said. Who is Jiang Sanlang and the second son of Wei Guogong? Friend, he kept inviting his cousin, could it be that Wei Erlang had a hint behind his back? Or maybe Jiang Sanlang just wanted to invite him to play together.

If it were before, Tang Wulang felt that the latter was possible.

However, it has been a troubled time recently. Duan Shoucheng, a faction of the prime minister who belongs to Wei Guogong's influence in the court, is very dissatisfied with the Xie family's attitude of not helping each other, and has already intended to suppress the Xie family. What does Wei Erlang want to do by inviting his cousin now?

After returning home.

Tang Wulang first went to the backyard to visit his mother. Her mother was almost in good health, but she couldn't see the wind, so the room was very warm.

After listening to Sanlang's words, Xie's mother showed a cold expression on her well-maintained face: "Wei Cixin probably wants to marry Ah Wu."

Tang Wulang thought about it and felt that this possibility was very high.

"Then..." Tang Wulang looked at his mother.

"If the Jiang family boy comes, I will take Ah Wu to the temple to pray for blessings." Xie's mother said: "By the way, you will play with Ah Wu with whatever good things you get. Chang'an is getting more and more uneasy, and she has a lot of things on her mind. .”

Tang Wulang cursed that his mother-in-law used to look at him with a look of hatred for steel when she saw him playing with things. As soon as his cousin came, his toys and despondent things seemed to have caught his eyes overnight, and they were all taken away by him. My cousin is relieved of his boredom, who can be worse than him?

"Did you hear that?" Xie's mother raised her eyebrows.

"I heard it, I heard it, I'll go right away." Tang Wulang said immediately.

The courtyard where his cousin lived was naturally the best. Tang Wulang held the wooden armor artist that he had not played with before, walked through the corridor and the bridge, and walked to the courtyard where his cousin lived. He sent someone to inform him and waited outside.

As his cousin gets older, he needs to learn more about the rules. Even at home, he can't rush into things rashly.

Xie Qingwu heard the maid outside the door reporting that her cousin was here, and then she put away the portrait on the desk.

Zhou Youzhou was looking for someone, and she secretly spent money to get a notice. The person on the notice was the mistress of Youzhou. The woman in the portrait was gentle and elegant, with a unique beauty.

Xie Qingwu stood up, moved her steps lightly, and had a graceful posture.

Tang Wulang saw his cousin and put Mu Jia Yiling down.

"Cousin, this is for you to play with," he said.

Xie Qingwu looked at the puppet, touched the bright colors on its body, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to play this."

Tang Wulang got excited: "I'll teach you." After saying that, he started playing. When he saw that his cousin was looking at it seriously, he talked even harder.

"You can see that the joints of his hands and feet can move, and his fingers can make various movements."

"When lifting the thread, be careful not to tangle the thread together."

"...The doll has a spirit, and you need to take care of it every once in a while..."

"Use a soft cloth to wipe it, and you can also dress him..."

Xie Qingwu listened, her almond-shaped eyes curled up on her oval face. Smiling slightly, elegant temperament.

"Cousin, this doll is really beautiful. It's a pity that it's a man. I don't want it. I wonder if there is a female doll." Xie Qingwu looked interested.

When Tang Wulang heard this, he said happily: "Then this belongs to me. I will go to Xue Si's in Nanshi tomorrow to ask. If not, let him be a woman."

Tang Wulang thought for a while and then talked about Jiang Sanlang, which made his cousin feel confident.

"This man has always been a prodigal. If my cousin sees him, there is no need to pay any attention to him."

Xie Qingwu nodded and said, "Thank you very much, cousin."

"Do you know Erlang of the Wei family?" Tang Wulang became curious again.

"I met him twice in Chang'an," Xie Qingwu said.

"Oh, oh." Seeing that his cousin didn't say much, Tang Wulang stopped talking in time and talked about Dr. Lu's visit tomorrow.

When Xie Qingwu arrived in Luoyang, she brought her own cook with her. The Dingzu family paid the greatest compliment to the cook. Since Dr. Lu said so, she would ask her own cook to come forward to cook the fish breasts tomorrow.

After my cousin leaves.

Xie Qingwu glanced outside and saw it was snowing outside.

She recalled for no reason that when her second brother wrote to her, he only complained in a long way that her future husband was unkind, cold-faced and cold-hearted, and that the bitter cold in Youzhou was not fun.

The only time the Young Master Youzhou's hobby was mentioned was watching snow.

Thinking of this, Xie Qingwu's usually calm face became a little hot.

He quickly turned his head.

Chapter 270 (Transition Chapter)

Guangling City ushered in the first heavy snowfall of the winter months. This snowfall came belatedly, but as soon as it arrived, it was full of snow. The sky and the earth were covered with snow, the cold wind roared, and thousands of layers of snow were rolled up. There were few pedestrians on the streets.

Jiangdu Palace.

Xiao Qingxue was almost at the end of her patience.

"Why haven't you found Grandma yet? Where did you find her?"

Tuoba Mu met Mrs. Xiao who was coming in a hurry. He stopped and noticed the fine snow blowing all over her body. When he heard her question, he saw a pair of dark blue eyes under the mask that had not yet been removed. Avoid Miss Xiao's angry and panic eyes.

"Why don't you speak?" Xiao Qingxue's voice could not be controlled. After suffering for a long time, she said indiscriminately: "My father has been letting you fight all day long, so he doesn't care about finding my mother at all?"

Xia He, who was following the young lady, was startled. Don't say this nonsense. It would be disrespectful to your elders.

Tuoba Mu lowered his head and saw Mrs. Xiao's red eyes, like a little animal trapped in a desperate situation. His heart could not suppress the pain. He said: "Your Majesty asked me to keep looking for it. Five days ago, it was already there." I have some clues, it came from Duliang County in Sizhou."

Xiao Qingxue's eyes widened in an instant, she grabbed the wristband on Amu's arm and asked, "Have you found it yet? Is Aniang at Duliang's place?"

"Not yet." Tuoba Mu couldn't bear to see Mrs. Xiao's disappointed look: "Ding Yufeng led a small team to investigate in Sizhou and met a country doctor from Duliang. After the doctor identified the portrait, , confirmed that someone had seen the princess on a boat.”

"What about Dr. You?" Xiao Qingxue was so anxious that she was sweating. She couldn't wait for a moment: "Whose family are they on the boat? Where have they gone? I'll go to Duliang to find my mother-in-law."

Xiao Qingxue ran to the study to find her father. Tuoba Mu followed her, wearing armor and a long sword. He had to tell her the truth: "According to Doctor You, the mistress was injured at the time and was still in a coma. Doctor You asked When he was the mistress, people on the ship only said that the mistress was a distant relative of his family who married in the county, so the doctor prescribed some medicine to the mistress, collected the consultation fee, and left."

"He doesn't know where that family has gone." Tuoba Mu told the entire situation in one breath.