There were no lights in the room, and only a clear moonlight shone through the window lattice, illuminating the man on the chair.
"The candy is very delicious. Thank you, Mr. Cen. If you hadn't made arrangements in advance, my mother would have suffered a lot." Lu Sangyu bowed deeply to the shadow, then lit it in the dark. Candle lamp.
Suddenly, warm yellow light shone into Cen Yuan's dark eyes, and a warm flame danced, "It's easy, don't worry."
That packet of peanut candy , was left by Cen Yuan's people.
This is what Cen Yuan and Lu Sangyu had agreed on earlier. Seeing the peanut candy meant that there was no need to worry, someone would protect his mother.
It’s just that Cen Yuan didn’t expect that he would touch the people placed next to Chen Jikang.
Despite this, Lu Sangyu was still worried about frightening her mother, so the anxiety along the way was not all staged.
"I promised Li Changfeng to be the internal correspondent and reveal the affairs of the Northern Propaganda Department." Lu Sangyu smiled lightly, "According to your earlier instructions, I said everything I could."
Cen Yuan nodded, "If you don't go along with his wishes today, he will kill you and your mother on the spot, and then blame the Jing'an Teahouse."
This is what he wants to do. The reason why Lu Sangyu was lured to Jing'an Tea House for a walk.
The Li family is anxious. In other words, it was actually the Empress Dowager who was anxious.
The two talked for a long time. Lu Sangyu said, "Sit down for a while and I'll make some breakfast and eat it together."
"No need to be busy." Cen Yuan glanced at Outside the window, "I've been waiting for you all night, I have to go home and report."
Lu Sangyu had already stood up, "Don't be in a hurry, I'll be quick." He couldn't help but turn around and go out.
He quickly made pumpkin porridge, steamed steamed buns, and served a plate of physalis vegetables.
Two men sat in front of the window and had breakfast together.
Cen Yuan smiled lightly, "Do you have something to ask me?"
Lu Sangyu turned around and said, "Actually, it's nothing. This is my mother's pick. Is the physalis dish to your liking?"
"It's delicious." Cen Yuan praised it and said, "My wife is going to arrange some maids and servants to serve you. What do you think? Are you ready?"
Lu Sangyu hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Thank you very much, I was just going to go to the Yashi shop to buy something handy."
"Extraordinary times. I'm worried."
Lu Sangyu sat down again, "How can I, Lu, meet the princess and the consort?"
Cen Yuanxin said, I am looking for you specifically. , my little girl is heartbroken. After rebirth, there are a lot of people to save, but there are not enough manpower. If you can take care of this end, you can't take care of the other end. If you take action too late, you will feel uncomfortable for a long time.
He covered his eyes with melancholy, feeling that the little girl was burdened with too much and had almost no leisure time.
As long as she only cares about the small world of the Hou Mansion, it is time to enjoy herself. But after chatting casually for a day, he actually mentioned blessings.Longevity ointment is such a thing that brings disaster to the country and the people.
He was lost in thought for a moment. When he raised his eyes, he saw Lu Sangyu hesitated, "Do you want to ask about the booklet?"
Lu Sangyu's hand paused. After a long while, he said "Hmm", "It's clear that my mother is alive and well, but the things written in that booklet, it's like my mother really died."
That booklet bothers me. For a long time, every time he thought that his mother might be gone, he would run to his mother's house in the middle of the night and shake her awake, just to see if she was still alive.
He stood up, took out the book from the desk drawer, turned to one page and showed it to Cen Yuan.
There was a line written on that page: A stack of paper, a stick of incense, and an empty set of bowls and chopsticks on the table. It's gone here, the back of the booklet was originally blank.
But Lu Sangyu recently went through the formalities for getting married.
He imagined the emotions he might have felt if his mother was forced to die by the Lu family. It continues like this: a glass of wine, two lines of tears, recalling the past; fireworks outside the window and candles inside the window, filling the morning and evening with desolation.
He asked, "Is that so?"
Cen Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and said perfunctorily, "This... you go ask my wife. I don't know."
p>Lu Sangyu clearly felt that Cen Yuan knew about it and chased after him, "So I really wrote this poem by myself? That booklet was originally recorded by me myself, except for those annotations. Princess Haiyan was afraid of me I couldn’t understand it, so I wrote an annotation on it? Is that so?”
“Isn’t she living well now?” Cen Yuan interrupted, “What are you thinking about?”
The end of science is metaphysics, and the end of metaphysics is theology. Stop asking.
It’s useless to ask. Even a modern man like him doesn’t understand the mystery. How frightening it was when he first arrived in another world. There were all these people wearing ancient clothes. There were no mobile phones and no Internet. He was never used to it but now he is like a fish in water. Once he gets used to it, it will be fine.
Lu Sangyu's pupils became larger, "So is it true? Did it really happen? Was it... a past life?"
Cen Yuan asked, "Do you believe in gods and Buddhas? Do you believe in past lives? "?"
"I don't believe it." Lu Sangyu shook his head, but at this moment, he was shaken, "Is Princess Haiyan a living bodhisattva who saves people in trouble?"
Cen Yuan made a choice. He raised his eyebrows and nodded seriously, "I asked her to worry less and meddle less, but she never had time to relax. Isn't she a bit like a living Bodhisattva who saves people in trouble?"
Lu Sangyu felt that she had been fooled by Cen Yuan. For a moment I didn’t know where to start.
Cen Yuan reached out and patted Lu Sangyu, "You just need to remember that my little girl has placed high hopes on you. The North Wing needs loyal ministers like you, and good generals like Tang Xinghe and others. Now we We need to work together to deal with the traitorous Li family and the empress dowager, and to deal with the ambitions of other countries, so that the north wing can create a prosperous world."
Lu Sangyu was still sitting after Cen Yuan finished painting the cake and left. I was stunned there for a long time.
I seem to understand, but I don’t seem to understand..
Cen Yuan seemed to have answered him, but he didn't seem to say anything.
So was this poem written by him?
He recalled the time when old Mr. Huang Wanqian took the "Holy Virtue List" written by him and was as happy as a child, "I am the reincarnation of my ancestor! Haha, I swear I have never read the original text, but I wrote it out, and it was exactly the same. Haha, exactly the same."
Many people just laughed it off, thinking that Huang Wanqian was getting better and better as he got older. But when Lu Sangyu thought about it now, he felt that his situation was exactly the same as Huang Wanqian's.
Princess Haiyan... has something mysterious about her after all. Is it really a house ghost? No, it is clearly a god. Where is the town house, it is clearly the town country.
At this thought, Lu Sangyu suddenly became enlightened and suddenly laughed. Just follow the gods of the country, why bother thinking so much?
From then on, he lived and worked in peace and contentment and worked hard to become an official. After the war between the countries was over, he asked the emperor for leave and returned to the Lu family to deal with those people. Take back all the family property and hand it over to your mother. After you have performed meritorious service, you can ask for a royal title for her.
This life is perfection, don’t ask for anything else.
Lu Sangyu thought happily, the fog in his heart cleared, and he put the booklet into the innermost box.
Cen Yuan quietly returned to Tinglan Courtyard, it was already dawn.
The little girl stood pretty in the morning light. She had finished dressing and was about to go out.
Cen Yuan thought of Lu Sangyu's words and couldn't help but smile, and said to her, "My God, where are you going this early in the morning?"
The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you