The people in King Su's Mansion were still very excited.
With the passage of time, everything that I have experienced over the years, including the toiling around with Prince Anfeng in other countries, but the roots are always in the Northern Tang Dynasty, in the Palace of Su Wang, and in the Zhanxinglou.
And the person in his heart that has never been forgotten is also the person in this mansion.
The old prince and their relationship are not deep, only Pingnan Wang Yuwenji and Lao Chang Wang care.
But Zongye Hui and Empress Yan Shuliu, they were really worried, and the latter remembered more.
In the morning of the next day, the palace began to consciously clean up and pack things up, as if to welcome the most precious guests.
Mother Qiu's condition improved, and together with the two old aunts, she went to the market in person to buy meat and store it in the ice store.
Mother Qiu said that Lady Yan had to make dumplings when she came back. The dumplings she made were the best.
At noon, Prince Anfeng and his wife returned to the mansion with Sanwei, followed by the tiger wolf dog.
Prince Anfeng looked solemn, and after returning home, he went straight to the Star Picking Tower.
"Don't think about it, everyone is back." Princess Anfeng persuaded him.
"Yeah!" Prince Anfeng raised his head and looked around at the Star Picking Building. Everything seems to have not changed. The big tree that was once bound to the shadows is still densely covered, and they have spent the poorest days here. At that time, there was a turmoil, but I was also the happiest.
"Law barbaric, people sometimes live tenaciously, which means that they have a thought in their heart, but if this thought is fulfilled, it may not be a good result."
"I understand, but they also want to return to their roots." Princess Anfeng said.
"Brother Wei, sister-in-law, are you back?" Pingnan Wang Yuwen walked over happily. He looked at Luo Man with excitement on his face, "They said A-Daddy and San-Uncle are coming back."
Princess Anfeng looked at Yu Wenji tenderly, "Yes, they are coming back. I guess they will arrive early in the morning if they don't arrive at night."
"Really?" Yu Wenji didn't believe their words very much at first, but he believed in his sister-in-law's words, and the excitement turned into sorrow and sorrow. "They are back, and Lady Yan, I miss you so much. They are."
King Pingnan was sober occasionally, occasionally confused, occasionally as innocent as the boy back then, but no matter what his condition, he always thought of A-da.
Princess Anfeng knew that he had been waiting to see this.
"Ji'er, are you happy?" Prince An Feng asked him.
"Happy, so happy, I thought I wouldn't be able to meet in this life." Yu Wenji's eyes were red, and he held back tears.
Prince Anfeng looked at him, smiled slightly, and come back, at least, everyone is very happy.
There was the sound of mincing minced meat from the kitchen, and several old ladies were talking about the past. The sunlight was quietly spilling on the courtyard of the Star Picking Building, casting mottled shadows under the eaves.
The black shadow sat on the tree, just like the vigil in the star picking building before. The tree is cool and can look into the distance, which is a very suitable position for the night vigil to patrol.
The generals of the Star Picking Tower also stood back one after another, looking at the door together, waiting for the long-lost figure.
The three giants of Ting Yuxuan also came with Father Chang and Mother Xi. The entire Zhanxing Building was overcrowded, and there were even people sitting by the well.
"Su Fu is gone!" The shadow on the tree suddenly said.
Su Fu, the Su family, the father of the first queen mother, and the grandfather of Yu Wenhao's mother Xianfei, he was also a member of the Su Wang Mansion's Star Picking Tower.
When Su Fu was in the Tower of Stars, he once fell in love with Sombra, but now the first person to miss Su Fu is Sombra.
"Master Zang fell down at the end of last year, and he still can't get up. I heard that Fuzhong has prepared a coffin for him."
"The King Yun is gone, too, and the King Chang back then is gone." When Lightning said this, he glanced at the King Lao Chang, "Not talking about you, talking about your father."
"Yeah!" Lao Chang Wang nodded with his hands behind his back.
"Actually, it is his sons that may make Zongye Hui more uncomfortable. The only ones who are alive today are the Supreme Emperor and our father." Ghost Ying said.
Princess Anfeng didn't speak, but her expression was more solemn. When he went back to see Zongye Hui before, he asked about these people. She said that they were all right and that they were in good health. She didn't dare to report any death.
Therefore, Hui Zongye always believed that those people are still alive.
As Xu Yi said, Prince Anfeng now refuses to let them come back because many of their relatives and friends are no longer there.
And I didn't let them come back before, because there are still many people who know them.
A person who has died among the people is resurrected, and there is no room for an uproar, but the resurrection of the dead emperor will shock the whole world.
Reminiscing about each other, in the evening, the carriage gradually arrived at the gate of Suwang's Mansion. Tangyuan and the others had already left at the alley and returned to the palace.
The four people in the carriage, under the cover of a group of guards, entered the mansion, and then they led them to the Star Picking Building.
As soon as they entered the door, many people's eyes reddened.
I thought I would be excited or ecstatic, and even cheered, but it was silent.
Mother Qiu, the two old aunts and Princess Lao Chang first cried, and went up to hold the empress Yan Shuliu of Zongye Hui. Several old women cried together, crying so much that their tears were blurred, and they looked at each other’s faces. There is an unspeakable uncomfortable feeling in my heart.
"Why are you so old?" Aunt Yun looked at Yan Shuliu, her tears never stopped.
Yan Shuliu also cried and looked at them. Are they old? It is almost impossible to recognize what it looked like back then.
"Father, Sanshu!" Pingnan Wang Yuwen stepped forward, his eyes blurred with tears, and the relationship between father and son was thought to have ended decades ago, but he did not expect to see one another in his lifetime.
"Ji'er?" The old prince almost didn't dare to recognize it, and the old cried, where is the son in his memory? They are all so old.
The Supreme Emperor also went forward and bowed down to Zongye Hui, but Zongye Hui gave him a push. After all, he has seen it twice in modern times. It's not uncommon. He looked around everyone's faces, "Don't Get in the way, I'm looking for my old relatives, eh, isn't it Su Chang? Where's that kid Su Fu? Lord Zang hasn't come either? They are all kind people, so you can invite them, Fuer, Baier and others? "
Everyone is silent.
Master Hui Zong suddenly realized something.
He moved his lips and looked at Prince Anfeng.
Prince Anfeng was about to speak, he quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it down, "Needless to say, let alone."
Those who came back from modern times suddenly turned pale.
For a long time, Zong Ye Hui murmured: "Don't you all say it's okay? How could this be?"
On the horizon of the sunset, the gorgeous sunset glow has been like a day for thousands of years, piled up into piles of silk, burning everyone’s eyes. For a century, the exterior wall of Suwang’s Mansion has been mottled in many places, and the corners are covered with moss. The tree has grown very tall now.
The afterglow of the setting sun once shone on a group of young faces in the Zhanxing Building, and now it is also shone on a group of old faces.
Prince Anfeng’s voice sounded in silence, “I heard that I bought a lot of meat today, so let’s barbecue tonight!”
Barbecue is one of the favorite activities in the Xingxinglou.