Falling Blossoms and Storms Ancient Poetry[Transmigration Book]

Ten years later.

A handsome young man in red clothes, riding a steed, gallops ahead on the official road, behind him, followed by a group of fully armed black-clothed guards, all of them are vigorous masters, closely following behind , fully alert to the surrounding situation, responsible for protecting the safety of the teenager.

The horse passed by, and dust rose from the official road.

Dajin Kingdom, Central Capital.

After the black-clothed guards behind him showed their badges, the soldiers guarding the city gate bowed down in fear and fear, but the boy in red raised his hand to stop him.

"Open the city gate!"

After the large group of people entered the city smoothly, the young man in red took the reins on his own initiative to prevent the horses from continuing to rampage, so as not to accidentally injure the people in the city.

The central capital of the Kingdom of Jin, where people come and go, is still prosperous, with business travelers coming from south to north in an endless stream, and the streets are lined with rows of people, shoulder to shoulder.

Following the bustling crowds, the group of young men in red came straight to a tall house with red bricks and green tiles. They saw the vermilion gate, towering flagpoles on the left and right sides, and two stone lions sitting cross-legged. Beside the door, the appearance is majestic, with many carvings, majestic, and extremely exquisite. In the center, there is a row of flawless white marble stone steps, which are magnificent. If you go up the white marble steps, you can see the door plaque hanging in the center at a glance. The three gold characters of "Rongwangfu" are strong and powerful.

"My lord, you are finally back..." Knowing that my lord will return to the mansion in the next few days, the old housekeeper who is over fifty years old waits outside the door every day, looking forward to the stars and the moon. The little master is looking forward to come back.

"Uncle Fu, long time no see." The young man in red quickly got off his horse and walked up the stone steps, raising his hands and feet, frowning and smiling, full of coquettishness that others can't learn. "It's been ten years since I left, is Uncle Uncle healthy?"

The old housekeeper couldn't help the tears in his eyes, and said with emotion: "Thank you for your concern, my son. I have been away for ten years, and the prince and princess are always thinking of me. I know that my son will return to the mansion in the next few days. The princess has been waiting for a long time."

Knowing that his mother was waiting, Wanyan Chuo hurriedly said, "I'm going to pay my respects to my mother right now."

"My lord, please..."

With the old housekeeper Fu Bo leading the way, Wan Yanchuo came directly to the back house of Prince Rong's mansion. The small wooden house where his mother lived all the year round was the same as ten years ago. The outermost fence was mottled with green shadows, surrounded by three A hut with white walls in Wuwa is just the most common house of ordinary people. At first glance, it looks nothing unusual, but Wan Yanchuo, who has stayed in the Southern Song Kingdom for a full ten years, can see at a glance that this kind of The style of the house is unique to the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems that even though she has become the concubine of King Jin, her mother still can't let go of her homeland.

Inside the fence, a middle-aged woman with a beautiful appearance and no makeup is waiting eagerly. Although she is wearing coarse clothes, she has a noble and elegant air.

This woman is Wanyan Chuo's biological mother, Princess Rong of the Great Jin Kingdom, Lou Xinyue.

Ten years later, when we meet again and see my biological mother who has always loved me so much, Wan Yanchuo's heart can be imagined, but then I think about it, I have been far away in the past ten years, and I can't fulfill my filial piety in front of my mother , Wanyan Chuo felt very ashamed again.

Under the conflict of complicated emotions in his heart, Wanyan Chuo couldn't help but quickly stepped forward, walked up to Lou Xinyue, just as he called "Mother", he was so choked up that he couldn't speak anymore, he could only use practical The action expressed the excitement in the heart, without saying a word, he bowed down and kowtowed respectfully.

"Baby greets mother."

"Chuoer..." Lou Xinyue, who has always been strong, couldn't help but her eyes were red. After receiving Wanyan Chuo's bow, she immediately pulled her up from the ground, stroked Wanyan Chuo's cheeks, and carefully kissed her. Looking down: "It's been ten years, and my son is finally back. Hurry up! Come here and let mother take a good look!"

Wanyan Chuo immediately stood obediently when he heard the words, and let Lou Xinyue hold him to look carefully with a smile on his face.

Lou Xinyue's face was full of relief, she watched, but couldn't help but shed tears.It's been ten years, her only child has been away from her parents for a full ten years, the little child who used to be carved in jade has now transformed into a handsome young man, and in the past ten years, she has been alone, away from her parents' protection It goes without saying how much suffering Wanyan Chuo suffered.

Thinking of this, Lou Xinyue felt her heart was about to break, she choked up and complained, and said: "I told you to practice martial arts well and return to Zhongdu as soon as possible after you finish your studies, but you didn't listen and insisted on talking to your father Feeling angry, let’s see, this anger has been gambled for ten years, why bother?”

Wanyan Chuo couldn't help feeling dumbfounded when he heard the words, this result was not what he wanted. "Father won't let the child go back to Zhongdu, what can the child do?"

Still dare to quibble?Lou Xinyue was so angry that she squeezed Wan Yanchuo's ear, and said angrily, "Don't you know how to practice martial arts? Just as a mother, I don't know, you have nothing to do all day in Luoyan Valley, except reading and playing chess. Eat, drink and have fun, how can you really put your mind on learning martial arts, no wonder your father is so angry!"

Wan Yanchuo smiled flatteringly: "Mother, calm down, the child's aptitude is dull, and he is not suitable for martial arts at all. Everyone has their own destiny, why force it?"

Lou Xinyue really has nothing to do with this dead child. In order to make Wanyan Chuo practice martial arts, Wanyan Hongxi used threats and temptations, even if he sent him to Luoyan Valley thousands of miles away, Wanyan Chuo would not give in , with Wanyan Hongxi all kinds of obedience and injustice, all kinds of gags, the father and son confronted each other for a full ten years, and finally ended with Wanyan Hongxi taking the initiative to give in.

Wanyan Chuo's bad temper, who did he follow?

"After coming back this time, put away those angry thoughts, and work hard with your father, and don't let him always make him angry. Chuoer, you are no longer a child."

"Mother teaches, and children should obey." I have to say that Wanyan Chuo put aside his playfulness, and his serious appearance really pleased the mothers. It is undeniable that Wanyan Chuo completely inherited their style. The natural beauty of the family members is even more beautiful and flamboyant. Not to mention anything else, the facial features alone are as delicate as if they came out of a beauty picture. It is amazing. It is said that a woman who is too beautiful can easily become a disaster. A man with such With a beautiful face, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"Your father is probably still angry. Before he declares you, don't move forward foolishly." Lou Xinyue was scared by the father and son, for fear that Wanyan Chuo would not be able to contain her bad temper. As soon as he came back, he immediately offended Wanyan Hongxi and was sent out again.

Of course Wanyan Chuo understands his mother's good intentions, but he has already returned to the mansion, and it is impossible to avoid Wanyan Hongxi, so he replied: "Mother, the child has already returned to the mansion, but he is delaying to pay his respects to the king. I don't agree with etiquette..."

Lou Xinyue interrupted Wan Yanchuo's words unceremoniously: "Your father led troops to go to Mongolia last month, unfortunately he was injured, and now he is simmering with anger. You have a stubborn temper and don't know how to speak. Don't offend your royal father with a single disagreement, and make him angry for nothing..."

Wanyan Hongxi led the troops to go to Mongolia, and he returned injured before he got any benefits. Why didn't anyone inform him about such an important matter: "Father was injured? Is it better now?"

Lou Xinyue sighed: "Your father wants to save face, so of course he won't tell you that he was defeated and returned home. In fact, if it wasn't for that Mr. Jiang who acted righteously, your father might not be able to escape unscathed. "

Mr. Jiang, what Mr. Jiang?Wanyan Chuo couldn't remember for a moment.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, your father will definitely be angry if he finds out." Lou Xinyue chuckled lightly, and said repeatedly: "Chuo'er, remember what mother said, don't be stupid."

Wanyan Chuo nodded obediently. Although he was far away in the Song Dynasty, he knew about the current situation in Zhongdu.The king of the Kingdom of Jin, his grandfather is old, his health is not as good as before, he is already sick in bed, and he has not been to court for ten months. The current central capital is calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging. China, I am afraid that the sky will change in the near future.

Accompanied by Lou Xinyue for dinner, chatted about the daily life for a while, until the moon was setting, Wan Yanchuo bid farewell to Lou Xinyue, and set off to return to his small yard.

I thought this would be the end of a tiring day, but who knew it was already evening and there would be visitors.

"My lord, a young man who claims to be Jiang is here to visit."

"Surname Jiang?" Wan Yanchuo asked suspiciously, "Which Mr. Jiang?"

What Mr. Jiang, Mr. Suan, is simply inexplicable, in a blink of an eye, Wan Yanchuo suddenly remembered the Mr. Jiang whom his mother mentioned just now, who lived in their house and had saved his father's life.

Such a master, staying up most of the night and coming uninvited, of course he had to see him well.

"please."

Wan Yanchuo got up from the desk, still pondering and calculating in his mind, when he heard footsteps approaching from far away, he raised his eyes, and saw someone coming with a paper fan with iron bones in his hand. Dressed in white clothes like snow, with light fur and a gentle belt, he has a very chic demeanor, his eyes are flying sideways, his face is handsome and heroic.

Seeing this familiar face, Wanyan Chuo suddenly realized and remembered everything.

Fog Grass!In this cold weather, who is it not Jiang Ye who is pretending to be a criminal with a paper fan?Although her appearance has become more mature, her flirtatious posture has not changed at all, she is still so unflattering!

"Mr. Jiang, I haven't seen you in ten years, don't come here without any problems." When he said this, Wanyan Chuo could feel his insincere words, and his toothache got angry.

Jiang Ye shook the paper fan lightly, with a bright smile: "Looking at the expression of the young prince just now, could it be that he has forgotten me, Jiang Ye? It's really sad, but I haven't seen you for ten years, and you have forgotten me beyond the sky. It's hard for me With a sincere heart and unwavering determination, I have been thinking about the little prince for the past ten years..."

Go to hell!

If eyes could kill, Jiang Ye would have been hacked to pieces by Wanyan Chuo.

Wanyan Chuo didn't speak, Jiang Ye slapped him, and said affectionately: "What? Seeing me, brother, I'm so happy that I can't speak?"

It is true that the world is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. It has been ten years since I saw him, and he is still such a shameless, deadly character. Facing Jiang Ye, a shameless, stinky hooligan, Wanyan Chuo said that he had nothing to say, secretly Rolling his eyes, he waved his hand away from the servants in the main room, turned around and walked back to the desk, picked up the scroll he had just put down, and continued to read as if no one else was there, ignoring Jiang Ye.

Responding to all changes with the same, this move is the most effective against Jiang Ye, Wanyan Chuo has a lot of experience in this.