MTL - Love Like the Galaxy-Chapter 133

The person who went to the capital to report the letter has not returned yet, and the mourning hall has been set up.

Cui Hou cried several times and passed out. Shao Shang asked the doctor to boil a bowl of powerful soothing soup, and coaxed the crying and dizzy Cui Hou to drink it, saying that it was refreshing tonic, so that he can cheer up and take care of the Hof people's funeral.

The sleeping Cui Hou was entrusted to the servants to take care of, and Shao Shang went to the quiet mourning hall.

Ling Budo had already screened off the crowd, and knelt alone in front of the empty spirit, with a back straight like a sword and broad shoulders like a ridge. Shao Shang suddenly felt a little tingling in his eyelashes - no matter disaster or shock, sadness or suffering, Ling Budo will always be as silent as the vast ocean, as eternal as the majestic mountain, making the people around him feel at ease.

But no one knows what he was thinking.

He smiled slightly, as he had done countless times in the past: "Young businessman, are you here to persuade me? No need, I understand. Birth, old age, sickness and death are always inevitable. There is no feast in the world that never goes away, no matter how close you are, no matter how reluctant you are, there will always be a time to separate.”

Shao Shang felt that his words were a bit strange, so he said: "Even if parting from life and death is inevitable, as long as there is a longing in my heart, no matter it is Huangquan or thousands of miles away, there is no fundamental change. . As long as my heart is unwilling to change, what can I do to it regardless of the vicissitudes of life and the changes in Yunmeng?!"

Ling Budo was a little stunned: "Is that true?"

Shao Shang smiled and said, "Haven't you heard of Jingwei reclaiming the sea, Yugong moving mountains, it's really useless when you meet someone who is so determined, it's no use if the immortals come!"

Ling Budo looked at her for a while, then suddenly said, "If that's the case, why don't you and I make an alliance?"

What? Shaoshang took two steps back. What does this say?

Chicken, the courtyard in front of Jiuyu Hall was splattered with chicken blood everywhere, Qing Li led the slaves to toss for several days to get rid of the fishy smell.

However, the blood of livestock is noble, so most of the heroes swear by biting their fingers - since the fingers cannot escape bad luck, the arms can't go far.

"Then...what, just chop some chickens and ducks, don't bite the arm." Shao Shang was not afraid to swear, but she was afraid of pain.

Ling Budo ignored her protests, gently but stubbornly pulled her to his knees, and said firmly: "To your mother, you will never be to me. change of heart."

Shao Shang leaned back vigilantly: "You don't take advantage of it, I can only say 'If you don't change your mind, I won't change your mind'."

Ling Budo smiled, a bit sad, "Okay, that's what you said."

His voice was as soft as ever. Shaoshang denied it, so he could only respectfully swear in front of Huo Junhua's spirit - "The ancestors are above, the gods are the proof, the little girl Cheng Shaoshang swears here, if...if..." She glanced at Ling Budoubt, "If he doesn't change his mind on me, I will never change his mind on him."

Then, Ling Budo raised her sleeves and unceremoniously took a bite on her tender white arm; Shaoshang flinched like a dentist, and kept slapping him back. The initial bit of luck and miscalculation of the seriousness turned into a rage when he saw his teeth marks with blood beads, and then Shaoshang worked up the strength to suckle, and on Ling Buxuan's muscular arms Biting out two rows of bloodshot marks.

Ling Budo didn't seem to feel pain, and looked at the teeth marks with a bit of dissatisfaction, as if Shao-shang cut corners and didn't put enough effort on his teeth, but God knows Shao-shang's efforts to both sides The masseter muscles are sore.

After returning home the next day, Ah Li shook her head as she re-bandaged the bite on Shao Shang's arm, but she rarely told Mrs. Xiao, "I just lost my mother, There is also a father like Ling Hou, and Lord Ling is also pitiful."

Shao Shang clutched his still painful upper arm, and spit out a breath full of resentment - nonsense! If it wasn't for Ling Budo's just dead mother, how could she bear him so much!

Huo Junhua's funeral was very solemn, and the emperor buried her almost according to the regulations of his sister. Ling Budo naturally held the parent-child ceremony, but Cui You and Ling were the more embarrassed. One is the ex-husband, and the other is the current husband who was unable to take up the post. How should the primary and secondary arrangements be arranged at the funeral? I have to say that the officials of Honglu Temple are still very imaginative. They let Cui You take the position of Huo Junhua's maiden brother, and let Ling Yi live in the guest seat.

Actually, according to Shaoshang, the former husband and wife are no different from enemies when they are in this field. Why should Linghou come to participate in the funeral ceremony, and the emperor does not want to see him.

However, Shaoshang obviously underestimated Linghou's resistance to attack. On the day of the funeral, he not only came, but also brought Ling Budo's step-brother. 's identity to accompany him. Ling Yi originally wanted to stand beside Ling Budo, but the unbearable General Wu held him aside with his arms.

Shao Shang kept sneering in his heart. The unsightly ex-wife is dead, the eldest son who is in power can go home, and the second son who has just been added to the official rank and the bride of the county master, what a thriving Ling family!

In the end, Ling Yi left in a hurry, because Cui Hou cried from start to finish, and the tears flowed so dimly that he could barely stand, so he had to be supported by Ling Buxuan to get on the carriage. Under the profound eyes of the crowd, Ling Yi finally couldn't wear his gentle and refined mask, and found an excuse to move behind the crowd.

Before leaving, Ling Yi said goodbye to Shaoshang, but Yuchang County Lord on the side said in a soft voice: "Unfortunately, in a few days, Lord Junhou will be celebrating his 50th birthday. , the family was ready for a feast, but now…”

The future Lingjun horse holding two and a half gold bricks immediately bowed and said softly: "Thank you, the county master for thinking about my father. My father worked hard for half his life and never really enjoyed the blessing. The family originally wanted to borrow it. This birthday banquet has taught my father to be happy, but unfortunately... but the county master is concerned, and the Ling family is very grateful."

The Princess Yuchang looked at the handsome face of the little man-in-law, and said coquettishly, "What did you say, I'm not the Ling family in the future, why should I see the outside world like this?"

Shao Shang looked at the two people's dialogue as if they were acting in a show, but pretended to be surprised: "Oh, I don't know at all, it's time to fight. Fifty years old is a big birthday, Jun Hou Li should have a good time to celebrate, but..."

Ling Yi waved his hands again and again and said modestly: "The deceased is the most important, Zisheng's mother has just left, the family is sad, how can I be embarrassed to hold a banquet." The second son and the Lord of Yuchang County left.

Shao Shang watched from behind, and he sneered again in his heart. sad? Pull it down!

The queen said to Shaoshang with regret: "In this way, your wedding ceremony can't be arranged in a big way."

The young merchant pointed to the brocade and gold and jade that filled the half-room side hall, and said with a smile: "How else do you want to arrange the arrangement? You have added so much dowry to me, and I can't put it at home."

At this time, there was only ten days left until the wedding date. The queen reluctantly sent Shaoshang and Tianzhuang back to Chengfu, and ordered Ling Budo to follow the etiquette and not to sneak over to see anyone. Ling Budo took the girl's hand and looked at her again and again, reluctant to part.

The queen couldn't help laughing: "Don't be so unpromising, you will spend the rest of your life watching her... Your Majesty is looking for you, Cen Anzhi has been waiting outside for a long time, and you are still dawdling. You must be filial Now, you have to deal with the matter at hand before handing it over. Okay, let go of your hand quickly, it's time for Shao Shang to go!"

Shao Shang sat on the steps given by the queen, looking back at the high steps of Changqiu Palace, the queen stood in the middle with a smile and waved to her from afar. Ling Budo was stopped by the two little yellow gates, and he could only reluctantly look at the group of people who were walking away. The golden-red sunset dragged his shadow long, and the stretched direction pointed to the girl who was leaving. back.

The third prince rarely raised his voice: "I have already said that the brother of the prince is looking for me to do business. I have to go to Hongliu Camp in the past few days to judge a few people. If it is urgent, I will go back to the house. Go and pack your luggage, how can I accompany you to sacrifice to the spirits!"

The second princess persuaded her sister: "Okay, don't embarrass the third one. He has always said one thing. It seems that it is really urgent. It is the same for us to go by ourselves."

The third prince hurriedly clasped his fists and turned away. The third princess was still angry and ranted about her dissatisfaction. "...The third child has been so denial since he was a child! Even if there is an important matter, what's the harm in saying two good words to us! Hmph, if I had known that he had a cold and high fever that year, I would have put two more handfuls of Huanglian in his soup!"

Shao Shang stepped down and hurried, smiled and saluted the two princesses, when he got up, he received a wink from the second princess who asked her to change the subject, and he joked: "Hey, it turns out that the third prince also has a cold and high fever. After so long in the palace, I have always heard people say that the third prince has been healthy since he was a child, and he never suffers from minor illnesses or serious illnesses."

The third princess, who had been taken care of by the emperor and the concubine Yue, was obviously much better tempered. So far, she has no longer felt sorry for Shaoshang, but rolled her eyes: "The third one is not an immortal, how can I don't get sick, there are still minor illnesses, but serious illnesses... eh, second sister, is it just one time?"

Second Princess recalled for a moment, then smiled and said: "You really said it, it seems like that."

The three princesses snorted coldly: "Deserving it! The spring is cold, we are still holding the fire in the house, he ran out and went crazy, his clothes were half wet by the snow, and he deserved a high fever! "

Shao Shang's heart moved, and he asked: "Ask your two highnesses, what year is this?"

The third princess said impatiently: "Why are you asking so much... It was about eleven, um, twelve years ago."

The second princess shook her head: "No, it was thirteen years ago. That year, the war was a little off, and the father and the emperor wanted to perform a sacrificial ceremony for the eldest father and mother who passed away early, and took us with us as soon as the Lantern Festival was over. I went to Dongbai Cemetery, where the third child got sick."

Shao Shang had a vague idea in his heart, but if there was a shadow in the thick fog, he could see it but couldn't grasp it.

The second princess asked curiously, "Why did you ask this?"

Shao Shang Gan Gan smiled: "The concubine just asked casually."

The thought of his daughter getting married soon, Dad Cheng was very melancholy, and he sighed as if he was being charged for debts. Mrs. Xiao was rarely peaceful, and did not force Shaoshang to read and write, nor did he accuse Shaoshang of sleeping late and being stupid Well, everything follows her.

There were times when the young businessman felt that she seemed to want to say something to herself about being a woman, but unfortunately the atmosphere was not right. Often, Mrs. Xiao sat in the young businessman's house for a long time, and the mother and daughter were relatively indifferent. Then it was time to eat.

Zisheng is a successful man, you don’t have to be afraid of this or that, thinking about some things yourself is better than what others tell you, and I’m not a praiseworthy bride.”

Shao Shang thinks it makes sense.

Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Qing Li were busy planning the wedding ceremony and dowry of the young merchants.

Cheng Cha sees Shaoshang's boredom, and sometimes greets her to check the accounts and asks about things - when Shaoshang is there, she doesn't even need to calculate when reading the account books, and her cousin glances over it with her eyes Numbers, you can directly calculate the answer to her.

On this day, she led a young businessman to check the vacant houses at home, and her cousin looked at her in detail, and said: "Anyway, no one lives, and the guests will not be during the wedding ceremony. Rush to the backyard, why are you working so hard. The second uncle has come back with great difficulty, it’s just that your father and daughter get together more often, and when you get married, you may not be able to talk to your uncle properly.”

Cheng Cha said with a smile: "Father is not an uncle, so he can talk for a long time whether it is reprimand or praise. On the day Father came home, our father and daughter finished talking, and then we could only sit there. I stared at it... oh, forget it."

She also asked the servants to check whether the walls and roofs were leaking and damp, "When your wedding ceremony is finished, the next thing is the marriage of the big brother and sister Zhu'e, and there are two more halls. Brother’s adoption ceremony—then we have to invite a few of the elders of the township to come over, these empty houses are useless. Instead of my aunt being so busy in the future, why don’t I get back together first…”

Seeing Cheng Cha's busy face, Shao Shang said in a low voice, "Fortunately, I have you at home, and my mother has a great helper."

Cheng Cha turned her head and smiled and said, "Auntie is very capable, that is to say, a few things have been crowded together these days, otherwise she and Aunt Qing will have more than enough to cook, and I have nothing to do."

Sighs. Well, Mrs. Xiao did not love the wrong person.

The two sisters led the slaves to an extraordinarily delicate attic, where a variety of musical instruments were placed, such as Qin, Xiao, Xun, Sheng, drum, flute, piccolo, twenty-five Strings, fifty strings... There's even a row of smaller brass chimes.

Shao Shang said with admiration: "This is the house of the eldest father."

Cheng Cha: "Exactly, the eldest father loved to stay here before he died...but the eldest mother didn't like it here."

—nonsense, my husband is addicted to music all day and refuses to pay attention to himself, Cheng mother will like this place to have a ghost!

"What is this? A waist drum?" Shaoshang pointed to a dark round snare drum in the corner, with wide straps hanging down from both sides.

Cheng Hao looked at it and hesitated: "...Well, it should be the drum, the uncle and mother mentioned it when she brought me back - when marching and fighting, it is used to order soldiers, and it is the cavalry. You can beat it right away."

Shao Shang walked over and slapped the drum with his palm. The drum made a deep and deep sound, which shook his heart faintly.

This night, Shaoshang woke up sweating profusely. She looked at her trembling fingers, and the big red wedding dress with golden embroidery on the hanger pressed her down, out of breath. Two of the best court embroiderers spent a whole month making top-notch costumes, but she was terrified beyond words.

After staying for a while, she put on her clothes and got up, carefully avoided the sleeping lotus room, and walked into the courtyard alone.

Holding the drum, she sat facing the moon by the window.

With the first slap, thousands of horses galloped in the distance, their hooves were flying, and the ground shook; with the second slap, the sharp sword showed its edge, and the soldiers and soldiers were fighting with flesh and blood. The breath of Jin Ge is suffocating; the third palm strikes, the eagle flies in the high sky, the sky is clear and there is no haze; the fourth palm strikes…

Shao Shang covered his eyes with his aching and trembling palms, and tears flowed silently across his face.

She finally knew why she was always worried for no reason, and she always made a defensive gesture for no reason. In fact, the matter had been in front of her a long time ago, and she could feel the uneasiness, but she couldn't tell it.

Shao Shang put down her teary hands and straightened her back - she can't just sit and cry, she has never been one to sit still since she was a child, she still has a lot of things to do.