Stirring up with the old enemy

After Hao Chun came back from the day he entered the palace, he didn't know why and hid at home sleepily for more than half a month.Just in time for the Hungry Ghost Festival, he even asked for leave of absence from the court meeting under the pretext that he wanted to mourn his deceased brother.

Immediately afterwards, Bailu was encountered again, and a patter of rain fell at night, and Zhuque Street in Chang'an City was covered with fallen flowers.Hao Chun was justifiably "ill", with a royal blue ribbon tied on his forehead, leaning on the red lacquered bed with carved fence, weakly urging the old servant who came in to investigate.

"I'm really sick and can't go away. Ah, no, there's no need to call the imperial doctor to see it. The root cause of my disease is old! Just take the prescription given by the imperial doctor Hu last year and take it for a few days."

The tent hooks of the Hou Mansion are made of red gold brought from the Western Regions, and the blue silk sash is decorated with South Sea pearls newly given by Emperor Yong'an in the palace a few days ago, and incense is hung in the tent.As soon as the autumn wind that sneaks in through the cracks of the window blows, the cinnamon in the sachet comes especially early.

Wisp by strand, the dark fragrance floats.

Hao Chun put his hand to his lips, wrinkled his eyebrows, lowered his head and coughed twice in response to the situation.

Seeing that his cheeks and cheekbones were sallow and his eyelids were drooping, the old servant was really worried. "Young Master, your lung meridian is delicate and needs to be raised quietly. But the old slave is watching, why do you seem to be hiding your thoughts these days?"

Hao Chun put down his fist against his lips, rolled his eyes, and snorted angrily. "Who is hiding his thoughts?"

The old servant looked at his expression, took two steps forward cautiously, observed his eyebrows, shook his head and sighed: "Master Hou, this is... still thinking about that unsolved lovesickness case?"

Hao Chun almost didn't catch the breath stuck in his throat, and immediately coughed repeatedly, the veins on his forehead twitched, and the yellow ointment he secretly applied just now couldn't cover the youthful vigor. "fart!"

He coughed and reprimanded the old servant sharply. "Master, do I look like the kind of person who can't live without a man?"

The old servant rolled his eyelids, staring at him with a pair of yellow eyes.

Hao Chun couldn't pretend anymore, coughed for a while, turned around and said awkwardly: "Just follow the doctor Hu's prescription to grab a few medicines."

"Oh."

Hao Chun couldn't see the old servant's strange appearance, and waved his hand impatiently as if he had seen through his thoughts. "Go do it!"

The old servant paused, seeing that the yellow paste on his cheekbones had almost melted away, he held back a little smile, but slowly maintained an expressionless expression on his face. "Yes, my lord."

Hao Chun rolled his eyelids up, staring at the silver sachet hanging from the ceiling, feeling sullen with himself.How could he blurt out that sentence?

It seems that he really still misses that guy named Jun Han.

The silver sachet is engraved with the patterns of flying birds and grape leaves, and the incense slices inside are almost burnt out, gradually changing from the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus to very faint embers.Hao Chun stared at the sachet, but unconsciously, he thought of his brother again.

He still has a vague impression about the old Hao's family and his brother.There is a patio in the old house, and through the courtyard, there are two huge water tanks.Once he hid in the tank and heard his brother calling him loudly.

Ah Chun, where are you hiding, Ah Chun?

It was raining in the courtyard, and the raindrops dripped along the eaves and fell into the zigzag ditch, and the gurgling sound of water flowed into his ears.The slanting rain fell on him in pieces, and he gradually became a little cold, trying hard to climb out of the mossy tank wall.

Ah Chun...!

The voice of my brother's call gradually faded away.

He tried hard, time and time again, but failed.He finally panicked, crying loudly for his brother and then for his mother.

Dad is supervising the battle in the army, so of course he can't come back to save him.Mother Mu has more than a dozen children to raise, those born by herself and those born by her father's concubines, she is so busy every day that her feet don't touch the ground.

That time, it was said that an old servant at home found him, and on the way to carry him back to the house from the bottom of the vat, he developed a high fever and talked nonsense along the way.For a while, it was said that Dad fell off the horse, and for a while, he said that he saw blood.

Everyone in the family felt that it was unlucky, so Mu Niang asked many Taoist priests to perform rituals for him.

Maybe the Taoist priest Mu Niang found wasn't good enough, or the Hao family wasn't pious enough, and Hao Chun's madness hadn't healed yet, so the family received the news that Dad was defeated in the Western Regions and his entire army was wiped out.Then, not long after, his house was raided.

Mother Mu patted his head, and said to him softly, Ah Chun is good, after going to Seventh Uncle's house, I want to learn a whole body of skills, okay?

He was ignorant, and was very drowsy with a high fever. He only remembered that his little hand was tightly held by his brother.

Don't worry, I will take good care of my brother.

My brother's voice was loud.

The elder brother was born to one of my father's concubines. It is said that the biological mother was originally my father's servant girl who died early, and my elder brother was sent to be brought up at the mother's knee not long after he was born.In fact, Mu Niang has only one son, Hao Chun.

Away from the panic-scurrying crowd, as well as the loud shouts and the clanging of officers and soldiers carrying knives at their waists, Hao Chun managed to open his eyes wide, and saw a smile on Mu Niang's pale face.

The golden hairpin on Mu Niang's head fell off, and the powder was not complete, and her lips, which were covered with red vermilion ointment, opened and closed.

Ah Chun, my son!

The hand that has been loosened is still wiping the delicate and beautiful Koudan in spring.Mu Niang stood where she was, and the sound of officers and soldiers' boots outside the Ling window was getting closer and closer. Mu Niang suddenly threw herself close to Hao Chun, knelt down and hugged him, crying loudly.Tears dripped down Hao Chun's neck, and the snow-white cross-collar cicada clothes were wet.

Madame hurry up...

Madam, I took Ah Chun away...

Many voices mixed in, and Hao Chun only remembered being carried on the back by a tall servant with a hood on his small face.The servant lifted the manhole cover in the backyard and jumped down in a panic with his back on his back. With a loud plop, his brother jumped down immediately.They escaped from Hao's house along the tunnel.

The rest of the news has been heard.

It is said that on the day the two brothers escaped from the mansion, Mu Niang was hanged on the beam of the main house.Mu Niang's makeup before her death was in tears, but her whole body was dressed up in a first-grade dress, which can be regarded as the last dignity of her general's wife.

puff!Hao Chun snapped his fingers, a gust of wind rushed into the sachet, the silver sachet ball on the top of the tent shook tremblingly, and the piles of incense pieces could be heard shaking in the quiet room.

"Master Hou?"

Three feet away from the carved bed rail, came the maid's delicate and doubtful inquiry.

"……nothing."

Hao Chun responded slowly, looked away from the hollowed-out flying bird patterns on the silver sachet on the top of the tent, and smiled self-deprecatingly.Originally, he just used it as a pretense for his brother's practice, but in the end he escaped from the court meeting for a few days, and he really remembered these old things.

His old Hao's family was the guilty ministers appointed by Emperor Lu during his reign. Later, Emperor Yong'an became the new emperor, and he never settled the Hao family's injustice—perhaps not.When Dad was fighting in the Western Regions, the border gate was tens of thousands of miles away from Chang'an, and the mansion did not report in time, and no one knew why the battle was defeated.Even if the three armies were exhausted, even if Dad was lucky enough not to be killed, he would not be able to escape the fate of returning to Beijing in a prison van and being escorted to Dali Temple.

What's more, at that time, it was said that my father had fled before the battle, but his fate was mixed, and he was trampled to death in the chaotic battle between the two armies.

Another cough.

Hao Chun watched the old servant walk away, hooked his hands together, and the maid sitting next to the lampstand as a decoration looked towards him.On the maid's forehead, there is a small white flower, green leaves, and pale golden stems.

Hao Chun tilted his head and looked at her for a while, then smacked his lips and smiled. "what is this flower?"

The maid also pursed her lips and smiled. "Back to Lord Hou, the maidservant peeked at the appearance of this flower branch from the hustle and bustle of the West Market. There is no such flower in Chang'an City. It is nicknamed Rouge Snow. The petals are red and white. When the flower blooms, there are nine flowers on one stem. .”

Hao Chun loves this fresh thing!Hearing this, he immediately stood up with a smile on his face, pulled off the forehead band that was pretending to be sick, and said happily: "Let's go! Take Master Ben to have a look!"

"But Lord Hou, you are still... sick!" The maid pursed her lips and giggled.

But Hao Chun had already jumped out of bed, beckoning to this maid Mier. "Go out and call a few girls to help Lord Ben Hou wash and change his clothes."

After a pause, he touched the yellow ointment on his face again, and couldn't help but laughed to himself. "Either take a veil? In case someone breaks it, as long as Ben Hou Ye doesn't lift the veil, I wouldn't know about it!"

Hao Chun grew up in a nursery school since he was a child, and was living among the people when he was seven or eight years old. I don't know where he learned his accent. He tends to draw out the tone at the end of his speech, with the word "well".I heard that he did the same in front of Emperor Yong'an, smiling and showing two small snow-white canine teeth, handsome and mischievous.

Even Emperor Yong'an couldn't beat him to say "Okay" and "Okay", and of course the little maid of the Marquis Mansion, Mi'er, couldn't.She blushed and said in a low voice: "Then, the servant girl will find you a coat with a hood."

When Mi'er went out, her long skirt rustled on the floor, the door creaked open, and the golden light of the sky slipped in obliquely.

Hao Chun stood there, and turned his head when he heard the sound.

In a place where there is no human voice or prying eyes, he is tall and tall, with a mysterious and sarcastic smile in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

Hao Chun: This chapter is mine alone, yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Chen Jingming: I will come in the next chapter. ╭(╯^╰)╮