The Great Tang: World Martial God

There are rewards and punishments, but it is the law of the Tang Dynasty.

On the way back to Chao Chao, Li Jing sat quietly in the carriage, her expression tangled.

At the beginning, he personally connected this country boy into the Tang Chang'an.

I thought that being in the Palace of Weiguo was Tang Hao's best destination.

So that the matter of marriage is rushed.

But now this Tang Hao is already in the second-rank official position, equal to himself!

This ending is something Li Jing never expected.

Of course, Li Jing is also very pleased with this ending.

But on the other hand, Li Jing deeply blamed himself.

Tang Hao was a high-ranking official, but he never got rid of his status as a son-in-law.

Throughout the ages, there has not been a dynasty or generation that can be named as the son-in-law of Hou Baixiang and rank among the courts.

This will be a stain that Tang Hao can't erase.

Thinking time.

"Call"

With the shout of the coachman, the carriage came to a halt slowly.

Li Jing put away his thoughts, raised the curtain on the carriage, and slowly got out of the carriage.

At the glance of the carriage, the Hong Fu woman greeted her.

Hong Funu asked with concern about Li Jing's uncertain face.

"Husband, why is it so anxious?"

Li Jing glanced at Hong Fu Girl, and a scene from a few months ago flashed in his mind.

Tang Hao triumphed, and Hong Fu Nu deliberately made things difficult, causing Tang Hao to move into the Marquis Mansion.

Thinking of this, Li Jing's heart faintly rose with anger.

Li Jing's face was solemn, he sighed heavily, raised his hand, and said slowly.

"Go back to the house and talk about it!"

After walking through the corridor and the courtyard, Li Jing walked straight to the hall.

In the hall, the bowls and chopsticks on the long table are neat, and the hot porridge is rising with white air in the pottery bowl.

Seeing this warm scene, Li Jing's anger could not come out anyway.

The low and old voice sounded slowly with a touch of complexity.

"Tang Hao calmed the chaos in the palace and got promoted."

Hearing these words, the Hong Fu woman who served Li Jing and took off her official gown was taken aback for a moment, and her hand movement became stagnant.

The tacit understanding cultivated by the husband and wife for many years is fully revealed at this moment.

Hong Fu has already understood why her husband's face is not good.

With a touch of tension and anxiety, Hong Fu Girl replied in a low voice.

"Hmm! From the second product, right?"

After all, a pair of plain hands gently pulled off Li Jing's official uniform with his sleeves, pulled it up, and hung it on a wooden stake on the side.

Li Jing sat down slowly, his eyes were extremely complicated, and said slowly.

"Um!"

After a pause, Li Jing slowly turned his head and looked at the Hong Fu woman who was sitting quietly, and said.

"Speaking of which, I still owe Haoer too much."

In the whole hall, there was no sound.

a long time.

Hong Fu Girl sighed slightly, her eyes were already reddened, staring at the pottery bowl, and said.

"Speaking of which, I did something wrong."

Li Jing stared at the dim gaze, and said lightly.

"Nowadays, Tang Hao is staying in the Marquis's Mansion, and he has won his Majesty's holy favorite, but he never mentioned the peace and separation from beginning to end."

"I don't know how to think in Tang Hao's mind..."

...

The end of the year is around the corner.

Clean the house and trade in the old one.

Sweep away the dust and dirt that is rarely cleaned in a year, and replace those old decorations.

It seems to have become a custom.

Even the palace is inevitable.

In the Tai Chi Hall, Grandpa Rong brought a group of court ladies, and the **** carefully wiped the censer table in the hall.

Several eunuchs were also outside the hall, riding high stools in exchange for the old red lanterns.

It's like a rushed scene.

Wang Wang walked in the courtyard and looked at the busy people, but his mood flew to the time of last year's close.

Last year and today, Empress Changsun accompanied herself to admire the winter sweets and recounted the New Year when she was a child.

But today, King Tang is alone, and the figure standing alone in the courtyard looks a bit lonely and desolate.

"I have seen my father."

A clear and sweet voice came from behind.

Wang Wang slowly turned around and looked behind him.

In front of her eyes, Princess Changle gave a blessing.

Since the death of Empress Longsun, Princess Changle has stayed in the palace without leaving home.

It was more than a month since the last time I saw this jewel in the palm of my hand.

In the sun, Princess Changle's slightly pale face raised a smile and said.

"Thinking of my father's triumphant return, and many important matters in the court, my sons and ministers came late, and I hope my father will not blame him."

Wang Wang looked up and down at this palm jewel, a touch of affection appeared on his face.

Compared to before, the thin figure of my own daughter is now weaker, and she looks a little weak.

A loving voice came from the emperor's mouth.

"Quality, you have lost a lot of weight these days."

Princess Changle smiled and responded.

"Father, your son has always been like this, but the father hasn't seen your son for a long time."

After that, Princess Changle turned around and took the food box from the maid behind her, said.

"The New Year is approaching, and I made these rice cakes that my father loved the most."

After that, he twisted his hands lightly, uncovered the lid on the food box, took out a piece of soft and glutinous rice cake, and handed it to Wang Wangdao.

"Father, try it soon."

After receiving the soft and glutinous rice cake, Wang Wang was in a happy mood, slowly took a bite, and nodded again and again.

"Yes, Not Bad!"