Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

At dusk, shopkeeper Liu sent Liu Mang to take Yang Ge home.

Along the way, Liu Mang couldn't help but look behind him.

Yang Ge asked doubtfully: What are you looking at?

Liu Mang: Officers and soldiers on night patrol.

Yang Ge smiled and said, Don't look any further. If the officers and soldiers on night watch looking for trouble can find my head, Fang Ke should go home and herd the sheep.

Liu Mang said tsk: I guess no officers and soldiers on night watch would dare to interfere with you, but I still want to see if there is someone in the court who is easy to be an official. You have just come back. You don't even show your face, but someone takes the initiative to take care of all aspects for you, these days... tsk!

Yang Ge glanced at him and said with a smile: Envy?

Liu Mang: Do you believe me if I say I'm not envious?

Yang Ge: You paid for it with your life, are you still envious?

Liu Mang thought for a while, nodded and said: That's true...

Yang Ge led Erhei and Xiao Huang for a while, and then said: There are cliffs and endless roads in life. You can say that no matter what you choose, you can be right, or you can say that no matter what you choose, you can be wrong. But the most important thing for a person is to live in the present. To be content and happy, you cannot always eat from the bowl and think about the pot. In the court, you envy the distance of the rivers and lakes, and in the rivers and lakes, you also envy the heights of the temples... It is difficult for such people to live a good life.

Liu Mang glanced at him and joked with a smile: What? Beating my brother?

Yang Ge said with a smile: Not really. If you really want to go to court, I will definitely support you. But everything has its good and bad. Officials may have great glory and superiority in front of them, but secretly they are afraid of pretending to be grandsons. When a cow takes the blame for a horse, it’s okay at all. As long as you think about it clearly, I don’t have a problem with it.”

Liu Mang scratched the back of his head and whispered: We didn't think that far ahead, but we suddenly felt that my brother has been wasting his life for half of his life, and it seems that he has not been able to do anything worthy of praise!

Yang Ge pondered for a moment and replied softly: This is actually a good thing. If everyone in this world can live in peace and comfort, there will be no need for people to do anything risking their own lives... The word hero is , it sounds pleasant to the ear, but the struggle and torture involved cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.

After a pause, he then said calmly: Take my trip to Japan this time as an example... Not counting the Japanese pirates who died indirectly by my hands, the number of Japanese pirates who died directly by my sword alone was in the tens of thousands. , they deserve to die, I have no burden to kill them, but how many years and months will it take for the smell of blood on my hands to be washed away?

He spoke calmly, but Liu Mang's footsteps still dropped, and he couldn't say another word for a long time.

Some things just can't withstand consideration or careful consideration...

It wasn't until the two of them walked to the door of Yang Ge's house that Liu Mang patted Yang Ge's arm gently and said, Relax, it's all over. From now on, we can live our peaceful lives in a down-to-earth manner. Anyway, The imperial court is not a good thing, let the officials worry about these nonsense from now on.

Yang Ge nodded and said Okay.

Farewell to Liu Mang, he opened the courtyard door and led Erhei and Xiao Huang into the courtyard.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he let go of Xiao Huang. Xiao Huang dragged the dog leash and ran in and out of the yard happily, with a pair of pointed ears turned into airplane ears.

Yang Geti Erhei took off the saddle, patted its strong arms and told it it was home...

Erhei walked slowly into the yard with his tail wagging, looking around and smelling here and there, as if he was memorizing the yard.

Yang Ge put away his saddle, rolled up his sleeves, and returned to the yard to scan around slowly, but suddenly felt at a loss again.

The rockery in the pool in the corner has been changed. It was originally a weathered stone he picked up from the Bian River. Now it has been changed into a precious Taihu stone. Even the shape is completely different.

The grape trellis has also been rebuilt. I don't know if it was the idiot supervisor who replaced his previous cypress logs with square sandalwood. The taste has completely changed.

The doors and windows have also been replaced, and the carvings, which you can tell were made by everyone at a glance, don't match the simple courtyard at all.

Even the two small bamboo chairs under the grape trellis have been turned into two huanghuali armchairs...

He sighed softly and said without looking back: The door is unlocked!

Squeak.

The courtyard door opened, and Fang Ke slowly stepped into the courtyard. He smiled guiltily and clasped his hands at his back: Sir, you are back.

Yang Ge pointed to the yard in front of him and looked at him sideways: Is this a restoration job?

Fang Ke took a look and shook his head repeatedly: No, no, it was someone sent by the government to restore you to your original state. I told you to keep it as it was before, but no one paid any attention to me...

Yang Ge slowly clenched his fists without saying a word. It wasn't until the Leng Yue sword was three inches out of its sheath that it made a sound of sword sounds. Then he seemed to have come back to his senses. He loosened his fist and pressed the Leng Yue sword with his breath. He returned to the scabbard: We're home, please be honest!

He took off the Lengyue sword, held it with the sheath in his hand, strode to the grape trellis and sat down, holding the Lengyue sword in his hand: Tell me, what is the origin of Zhao Miao in the inn!

Fang Ke was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his scalp was exploding and his heartbeat was beating like a drum.

He knew that he would not be able to hide this matter from his lord for long, but he never expected that his lord would see through the eldest princess's disguise as soon as he returned home.

He lowered his eyelids, not daring to look directly into Yang Ge's eyes, and replied bravely: Who are you talking about, sir? I'll be a low-ranking official for a while...

Yang Ge interrupted him: Edit, make it up well, and after finishing it, I will send you back to the capital to see the doctor with your Master Shen!

Fang Ke immediately replied without hesitation: Sir, Zhao Miao is the eldest daughter of an official. When she was the princess of Lin'an, it was personally supervised by Eunuch Wei of Xichang. Originally, Eunuch Wei wanted to send Princess Lin'an directly to your home. Come on, I tried my best to argue with Eunuch Wei many times because I didn’t want to do this for thousands of households, but Eunuch Wei reluctantly agreed to send Princess Lin’an to the inn, and I’m going to figure it out!”

Princess?

The expression on Yang Ge's face turned cold: The Dog Emperor is really willing to spend money!

Fang Ke looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. One of his ears went in and the other came out. He didn't even dare to take a breath.

I don't care what method you use!

Yang Ge was so annoyed that he felt like there were lice crawling all over his body, and he couldn't calm down at all: Get her away from me overnight. If I see her again tomorrow, prepare a coffin for her to collect her body!

this……

Fang Ke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and tried his best to persuade in a low voice: Sir, please calm down. Since you already know the identity of the eldest princess, there will be no disadvantage in this matter for you. Please leave the eldest princess behind. Princess, the people in the capital are no longer so... afraid of you. If we send her away now, the people in the capital will have to work hard to plot against you. It will be difficult for Mr. Shen to do this, and you will not live an easy life.

Furthermore, the old shopkeeper likes the eldest princess very much. If we don't reveal the eldest princess's identity, I'm afraid it won't be possible to send the eldest princess away. But if we reveal the eldest princess's identity... the old shopkeeper will How annoying!”

Even though Yang Ge is extremely annoyed now, he has to admit that what he said makes sense.

Keeping Zhao Miao is indeed a matter of benefit and no harm, whether viewed horizontally or vertically.

On the other hand, if Zhao Miao is forcibly sent back, who knows what trouble the court will make?

Yang Ge was not afraid of going to war with the imperial court.

But he is afraid of trouble!

I also feel tired from the bottom of my heart.

In fact, he doesn't have anything bad to say about Zhao Miao himself... He just saw Zhao Miao for the first time today, what can he think about it?

I just simply think it's disgusting that the court keeps hitting him all the time!

It’s very stubborn!

Yang Ge calmed down and thought about the matter carefully, and suddenly found that the court seemed to have nothing to do with him except using these dirty tricks to deal with him.

And if he really started to quarrel with the court without hesitation, it seemed that it would only benefit the fisherman, and neither he nor the court would get half the benefit.

Not to mention it was far away, at least Ansheng's life in Luting County was something he couldn't even think about...

Forget it, let’s just live by it, how can we leave!

Yang Ge took a deep breath and waved his hand tiredly: Go back. You can come to my place to eat in the future, and the rest will be spared. I have severed ties with Commander Shen today. From now on, you can follow your sunny path. , I am crossing my single-plank bridge, everyone has only personal relations, no official business!

Hearing what he said, Fang Ke suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body felt relaxed as if he had put down a weight of dozens of kilograms.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked into the yard, smiling: As long as you are willing to give me a bowl of simple food... I will help you pick up the yard!

He picked up the broom familiarly, and while sweeping the dust in the courtyard, he murmured: This house still has to be lived in. If it loses its popularity, no matter how good the house is, it will remain empty for three or two years. There is no way to accommodate anyone...

Is this the BMW that Mr. Jiang gave you? It's so majestic! Isn't the fodder available yet? You can't deal with such a good horse with the coarse fodder from your inn. There is still some fine fodder from the grassland in the Yamen. I will buy some later. Delivered to you.

By the way, do you know how to feed horses? A good horse can't just feed grass. It has to feed grains, cooked food, and eggs. You can't be careless about five meals a day...

Yang Ge was so confused by his nagging that he agreed casually: Erhei doesn't eat grass, it eats meat.

Fang Ke: Eat meat? Good horse, come here and show it to Uncle Fang... Oh, it really has a pair of meat-eating teeth! But even if it eats meat, you can't just feed it meat. You can still fine it. The main food is grass, you can't poop just by eating meat...

Erhei: Herodus...

Fang Ke: What does it say?

Yang Ge: It tells you not to mind your own business!

Fang Ke: Why are you so grand... Xiao Huang, come on, Xiao Huang, let's see what Uncle Fang brought you today? Meat, buns, and dumplings!

He was running around in and out of the courtyard, mumbling.

The irritability that surged in Yang Ge's heart calmed down little by little.

He exhaled a long breath, and his tense body slowly relaxed, and he slumped down on the armchair little by little.

Back home...

When Fang Ke brought a cup of hot tea to Yang Ge, he discovered that he was leaning on the chair and snoring softly.

He gently put the hot tea into Yang Ge's hand, turned around and got into the stove room, lighting the oil lamp.

After a while, a sting sound was heard, and the aroma of food mixed with the smoke floated out of the stove house and filled the entire courtyard, dispersing the cold air that had accumulated in the courtyard for a long time.