Tang Yang persuaded: "Prince, we still have to focus on the overall situation. The fate of the patients on Leprosy Mountain is fixed, and it is really not suitable to toss. If the prince has medicine, it can be used in the future. Now I don’t know how many of them were used in the first place. It was infected. Didn’t the prince tell you? This disease has been latent for a long time, and some of them will not attack until ten years."
Yu Wenhao looked at him, "Tang Yang, the people in front of him are not saved, but he says he wants to save the people in the future, just like those who shout slogans about how to be diligent and loving the people in the future, but now they are doing things that hurt the people. What's the difference? Indeed, when the prince said that, the king also felt that the overall situation should be the most important thing, but you can tell me, are hundreds of lives in the overall situation? A few hundred families, are they in the overall situation?"
Tang Yang, who has always had a lot of tongues and lotus flowers, was somewhat persuaded, but the persistence in his heart made him stubbornly resist, "I was afraid of offending too many people. It's an unlucky disease."
"What is the function of this king's heart to accept hundreds of officials?" Yu Wenhao asked.
"Naturally, it is used to govern the country in the future." Tang Yang said authentically without hesitation.
Yu Wenhao asked again, "Who is the boss of Beitang now?"
"Emperor!"
Yu Wenhao laughed, "Then you guess, how many years are left for the father's longevity?"
When Tang Yang heard this, he was shocked, "His Royal Highness can't ask me indiscriminately. Since it is a long time, naturally there will be thousands of years."
Yu Wenhao said lightly: "Isn't it? My father is only in his forties, and he is not halfway through this long life. What are you worried about? This crown prince can be lost today and can be won in the future, besides, according to the king's current hard work. To the extent, it seems that he will be declining earlier than his father, maybe he is walking ahead of him. What will I worry about? It is better to do the things in front of me first."
Tang Yang listened to his words and thought it made sense, but if you carefully consider it, it is definitely not right. Willful, now he is the prince, not the former king of Chu. Now he must be cautious in doing everything and cannot make mistakes. Grabbed the pigtail.
But looking at Yu Wenhao, who was determined, he felt that it would be useless to say more. After all, the prince only needs to say something to do it, and the prince plunges into it regardless of whether it is the abyss or the sea of fire in front of him.
This has nothing to do with whether you love deeply or not, it's mainly because of fear.
Yu Wenhao smiled and left arbitrarily.
Having been imprisoned as a prince for a few days, it made him very restrained. Now as long as he has to do rebellious things, he is so excited that he wants to be dragged out for a walk in Duobao.
The next time Yen Qingling returned to her family's house, waiting to have packed her things, the carriage arranged by Yu Wenhao was also waiting outside.
When Yuan Qingling returned, he wandered around the room with his hands on his back, looking reluctant.
Seeing Yuan Qingling, he almost shed tears when he was wronged, and looked at Yuan Qingling with red eyes, "If you have time, come back and see your grandmother more. She is sick."
"I will, you just go." Yuan Qingling said.
Waiting for a moment, he glared, "Just go for what? This is so unlucky. It's not going to die for the father. It's just to leave for the father. If you have a way in the future, let the father come back, lest your grandmother will die. "
He said that, squatting on the ground, hiding his face and sobbing.
Yuan Qingling didn’t know whether he was pretending to be pitiful or really couldn’t let go of his blood and kinship at this time. He just watched him cry very seriously, so he gave a few words of humanitarian comfort, "Well, you should avoid the limelight first. After a few years, things will calm down. Naturally, someone will be arranged to pick you up."
Waiting for a while, he raised his head and wiped his nose with a handkerchief. He wiped his nose very red, and he choked: "You have to count your words. I am your father. You have to care about the love between father and daughter no matter what. Don’t tell me to suffer outside."
"It's all right," Yuan Qingling said in an angry manner.
Waiting to think about it is also full of grievances and grief, "You said that you are in the bustling Kyoto with high beds and soft pillows, and I am sleeping in a foreign country..."
Yuan Qingling interrupted his grief, grief and anger, "Are you going to go to the wind to eat and sleep? If so, I will tell Tang Yang to sell the house prepared for you, and you can go wandering with my mother, and give you a bowl for each of you. ."
Waiting to shut up immediately, his eyes were unwilling and wretched.
Yuan Qingling saw him disappear, and then went in to see his grandmother.
Mother Sun pushed the old lady in the yard, dressed in black satin clothes. The sun was flowing quietly on her hair and body. The silver hair was shining under the sunlight, but she was completely Bleak.
Seeing Yuan Qingling coming in, she immediately adjusted a smile. It was so difficult that people couldn't help but redden her eyes.
Yuan Qingling pushed her back to the porch, and she sat on the stone steps, cuddling with her.
The old lady's freely movable hand fell on Yuan Qingling's head, rubbed it lightly, and said, "Don't feel sorry for him, it's not worth it."
She speaks a lot now and can stand up and walk a few steps, but after being hit, the flames in her life caused by Yuan Qingling were extinguished suddenly, and her will was much depressed.
Yuan Qingling could feel the depression and loneliness radiating from her body. It was the disappointment of hating iron and steel, it was the restlessness of the house in her twilight years, and the worries about what happened behind her.
No matter how cruel, it is the flesh that fell from his body.
Yuan Qingling didn't say any words of comfort. For a wise person like her grandmother, why is she not clear enough? So, she just wanted to stay with her, quietly by her side.
Sure enough, the time flowed every second, and the old lady's breath could be heard gradually calming down. She said, "Bring the child back to grandmother another day."
Yuan Qing Ling raised her face and looked at her, "It's very noisy to bring you back. Or, how many days will I pick you up to live in the palace?"
The old lady thought for a while, "Well, take advantage of this, let's go."
Yuan Qingling stood up and immediately ordered her mother to pack her things.
The old lady walked through the back door without passing through the front yard to watch the waiting couple.
On the carriage, Yuan Qingling held her hand and could feel the slight trembling of her body. When she went to the palace, she didn't want to watch him go, and she didn't even say a word of warning to him.
Jing waited to learn that he had gone to the palace from the back door, and he didn't even give him the chance to kowtow at last. He was startled for a long time, crying bitterly, and supported each other with Huang and got into the carriage.
The carriage went out of the city, waiting for the thought of staying away from this bustling city and all his relatives and friends from now on, and he cried again.
Huang held his hand and said firmly: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stay by your side and spend with you."
Compared with Jinghou, the Huang clan is happier. Although she is far away from her son and daughter, her husband and son-in-law are finally alone. In the future, there is no need to compete with Zhou clan.
It’s just that giving effortlessly never ends. Today, she doesn’t know what will happen in the future. Waiting for her to rely on her now is painful, but when he settles down, who knows what will happen