Fifty-sixth bowl of soup (nine)
What's the point
A dead man, or a dead man beheaded by the emperor, why put him on the wall
Tan Youling pulled him to sit down, then pretended to be curious and asked the old lady: "Ma'am, who is that... on the wall of your house?"
"Where did the little lady come from? Don't you know the person on the wall?"
Tan Youling said: "My family lives in the mountains, isolated from the world, and does not interact with outsiders, so I don't know who this is."
The old man came in from the yard with a ponytail. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "That's no wonder, this one is the God of War in our country, Han Qingyan, Han Daxia! More than ten years ago, the first emperor was incompetent and cut him off. How many cities were given to the enemy country! The enemy country’s thieves are not dead, it doesn’t count if they win the city, but also want our gold, silver and jewelry, and our girls and boys! But the late emperor was timid and afraid, so he could only be bullied by others, and the ministers in the court were all sympathetic, but What's the use of sending so many princesses over there? Our country is weak and incompetent, how can people look down on us? The princesses are sent over, and the life of this golden branch and jade leaf is worse than that of a slave!"
"And then?" Tan Youling listened with gusto, the old man's speech was much more interesting, vivid, and more interesting than her husband's dry explanation.
The old man didn't expect this kind of thing that adults and children know, but the delicate little lady in front of him doesn't know. This man, who is talkative from an early age, finally got a chance to tell a story. Immediately came the skill: "At this time, the owner of Dichen Mountain Villa in the martial arts, that is, the one in the painting, Han Qingyan Han Daxia! Couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so he spent all his family property to recruit soldiers and horses. The imperial court does not allow wars, but if we don't fight, we Can the common people survive this day!"
The old man became more and more angry: "At that time, the enemy country did not regard the people of our country as human beings! Burning, killing and looting did all kinds of crimes, how many people they killed, how many things they robbed, and how many girls they ruined! The imperial court just watched! Fortunately There is Hero Han, speaking of Hero Han, he is really a god, the old man is not lucky to meet him, I heard that Hero Han is nine feet tall, good at wielding a sword with a green sharp edge, he can block ghosts and kill ghosts, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas! He has been familiar with military books since he was a child, and his martial arts are world-renowned. He is very prestigious in the Jianghu, and he is well-received! In this way, he not only beat the enemy country back to his hometown, but also took back our own land, and occupied more than a dozen cities in the enemy country!"
Tan Youling's eyes were shining brightly. She knew her husband was a great hero, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen. Immediately, she gave Han Qingyan a resentful look, thinking that this person really missed it when he talked about it, but he didn't expect such a wonderful past. "Then what happened later? Hero Han is so powerful, surely the emperor will reward him?"
Unexpectedly, the old man's expression darkened immediately, and he sighed: "How can there be such a good thing, since ancient times, cunning rabbits are cooked by dogs, and birds are hidden by good bows."
"Is there no reward for Han Daxia?"
"Not only was there no reward, but even my life was lost!" It was the old woman who said this, and she came in with a plate of cold wild vegetables, her face was full of indignation. "Back then, Daxia Han was able to turn the tide because of the crown prince's full support. Later, the emperor passed away and the prince ascended the throne, who is now the emperor. He was afraid of Daxia Han's great achievements, so he poisoned Daxia Han's wine at the dust-cleaning banquet. , Han Daxia is a master of martial arts, he escaped and hid in a farmhouse, who knew that the family was vicious and betrayed Han Daxia for a reward of money!"
The old man slapped his thigh and scolded: "It's so fucking inhuman! The Han family has built bridges and paved roads for generations, and they have done countless meritorious deeds. We ordinary people, how can we have no love? If we don't have the blessing of Dichen Villa, how could we have done so?" So many good days? But this person is really a heartless white-eyed wolf!"
The old couple sighed together, and the old woman looked at the paintings on the wall. "The old lady was lucky enough to meet Hero Han once. He is really a fairy-like character. Who knows that the hero will end up like this in the end. The family took the reward, changed their names and moved, but they were recognized by others a few years ago. If he came out, he was beaten to death, which is really retribution."
"Hey, there are always more good people than bad people in this world. If Daxia Han was still alive, the Holy Majesty wouldn't be so licentious."
Tan Youling asked: "Isn't the emperor a good emperor?"
"The first few years when he first came to the throne, it was really good. Although he was suspicious and hurt Hero Han, he was still diligent. But in recent years, the enemy's country has only one breath, and there is no foreign trouble. A good place with beautiful green waters to build a palace, not to mention laboring people and wasting money, if you see a beauty, you have to take it into the harem, regardless of whether the family has already promised her. In short, the rent has to be paid every year, and it is getting more and more every year. It's a hard day."
Hearing this, Tan Youling looked at Han Qingyan, his expression was calm and his eyes were calm. Then he asked: "The emperor beheaded Han Daxia, why do you still dare to hang his portrait at home?"
"Here, every household is hanging it." The old man said. "Our place is relatively close to Dichen Mountain Villa. We have been cared for by the Han family for generations. How can we be the perfidious person? Not only that, but there is also an ancestral hall built for Daxia Han in our village! After Daxia Han left, his adopted son inherited it. Dichen Villa, with their protection, we hung portraits, and the court turned a blind eye. Believe it or not, the little lady can go out for a walk, basically every household has portraits!"
The old woman smiled and said: "Okay, it's getting late, let's eat first, and then go to the yard to enjoy the shade before talking. I just put a melon in the well water, and it burst after a while. Let's give it a try. "
The dishes are very simple, even crude, but the taste is very good. It is rare for Tan Youling to eat, so he ate more than usual. After the meal, the old woman took the melon out of the well, cut it up and distributed it to everyone, and Tan Youling sat next to the old man and listened to him. In fact, some stories are obviously exaggerated. For example, Han Daxia can fly, or something... Wuqu Xingjun was reincarnated, and now he suffered hardships in the human world, and returned to the heavenly court and became a fairy class again.
He also said that the emperor became more and more domineering, and the lives of the people began to be difficult. There were uprisings in many places among the people, and I don't know how long the world will be peaceful.
At night they slept in the house of the old couple's son and daughter-in-law. The beds were all newly made, and the quilt still smelled of warm sunshine. Han Qingyan went out to the old man to ask for a basin, and brought hot water into the house. Through the dim oil lamp, he could still see him take off his wife's embroidered shoes.
The old woman whispered: "This young man is good, he loves his daughter-in-law."
The old man said shamelessly, "I love my wife too."
His wife gave him a blank look.
Tan Youling listened to the cicadas and the wind outside, Han Qingyan took off her clothes and turned on the lamp to go to bed, she rolled into his arms automatically, her eyes sparkled in the darkness: "My husband, do you understand now?"
"what do you know?"
"It's those portraits. Didn't I say before that I want my husband to discover them by himself? Almost every inn we went to along the way had them, but my husband didn't seem to see them."
Han Qingyan really didn't see it, he didn't pay attention at all.
"So you understand now, I believe in my husband, and I also believe that there are people in this world who remember my husband." She put her arms around his neck and lay on his strong chest. "But I'm not very happy. That day I heard some girls say that if you want a husband, you have to find someone as upright as Daxia Han, but how do they know that Daxia Han belongs to me?"
Han Qingyan laughed lightly. "I'm just Ling'er's husband."
She fumbled to kiss his thin lips, and said softly: "Stop hating, okay, let's go back and get married, and I will give birth to a son for you."
"I like daughters."
"I want a son who looks like you." Tan Youling shook his head. "What if my daughter looks the same as you and can't get married in the future?" He was born with that kind of masculinity and good looks. Which girl is so masculine and can't be an old girl for a lifetime
"Then it will all happen." Han Qingyan kissed her back. "I'm staying at someone's house tonight, and I'll give it to you when I get back."
Tan Youling froze for a moment before she understood what her husband meant. He thought she was courting
Not at all okay!
She was so angry that she bit him, and was held down by Han Qingyan, her voice hoarse: "Good boy."
Be good, be good, be good!
In the end, she was succeeded by him, because she was afraid of being heard by the two old people, Tan Youling endured it very hard, and then she went directly to bite Han Qingyan's hand, and when he groaned in pain, she felt distressed again, and closed her mouth by herself. Afraid of making any noise and being heard.
Waking up early the next morning, Tan Youling blushed. Han Qingyan had already cleaned up, put on his clothes and ate something. The old man insisted on not accepting the money, saying it was a matter of little effort, Tan Youling had no choice but to take out the snacks in the carriage and give it to the other party before setting off on the road.
Han Qingyan said, "I put the money under the pillow."
"Husband, take a bite."
The old lady stuffed a pack of wild fruits for Tan Youling. At this moment, she was trying one by one. She ate a long red fruit that was only the size of a thumb. She found it sour and sweet, so she bit half of it and handed the other half to Han Qingyan's lips.
He opened his mouth to eat, and suddenly his handsome face wrinkled: "Ling'er!"
Tan Youling was taken aback: "Why, what's the matter?"
"It's so sour, don't eat it."
"Not sour." She gave him a strange look, picked up another one and took a bite. "It's very sweet, the taste is just right, where is it sour?"
Han Qingyan froze for a moment, "Not sour?"
"That's right, the old lady said that this fruit is suitable for women." He glanced at him and continued to take a bite.