The eunuch carefully reminded the emperor to go to the small Buddhist temple to pray for the beginning of winter. The emperor nodded slightly and suddenly smiled at him again: "I have been talking all night, but I have never seen the other person's appearance clearly. You raise your head."

Xiaoxiao walked up, raised his head without being humble and arrogant, and looked at the emperor with a smile.

The emperor was stunned.

The emperor's moment of confusion made Xiaoxiao feel irritated: Compared with the beauties in the harem, the civilian woman is not so charming. Your Majesty, please don't think about anything else! The civilian woman still has to wait for the return of the big grapefruit. Although you look a bit similar to the beautiful man's uterus, the civilian woman has the vine and cannot care about others anymore...

"It seems familiar." The emperor only said this lightly.

——It is indeed familiar. In the heart of Emperor Bi Xiu, there is always a dream that can never wake up. It is a dream that belongs exclusively to his youth.

In the dream, there are strange people and things, strange buildings and transportation, I wander in the strange world like this, I don’t know where to come or where to go.

Until those years of the palace coup, Bi Xiu was almost heartbroken several times, especially after experiencing the most difficult time, he almost wanted to climb a high building and settled his life.

The dream appeared again. In the dream, a group of people surrounded the huge skyscraper and squeezed in to see it. A woman fell to death and couldn't bear to see it at the scene, but now she remembers the bright red blood.

Someone in the crowd showed himself the real portrait of a woman and kept saying: It's so miserable. This girl looked so good in her lifetime, but now...

It was precisely because of that shocking dream that Bi Xiu had lost his heart to commit suicide and had to grit his teeth and bear everything he did.

After enduring for so many years, I finally endured it and became the emperor.

Bi Xiu still remembers the appearance of the girl in the dream - it is clearly exactly the same as Tang Xiaoxiao in front of him!

Bi Xiu was surprised, but he didn't feel sorry for the cleverness of fate.

He looked at Tang Xiaoxiao in front of him: "The silver sealed by your Tang family is a huge amount. I am not a clever person to take advantage of it, but the money is frozen there and it will not work. As a member of the Tang family, think of a good way to solve it."

Xiaoxiao really wanted to say: Just forget it for us...

The emperor seemed to be waiting for an answer that he liked.

Xiaoxiao blinked and looked straight at the emperor in front of him: "The young lady really thought of a good place for these money - half of them are used to buy treasury bills, and the other half is deposited in Yuanlong Bank! What do you think of your Majesty?"

The emperor nodded and smiled: "It's amazing."

Xiaoxiao felt a little relieved. Now the Tang family’s money was saved. At worst, it would be two years later. Besides, there was still interest.

...

After all, this place is not an ordinary person's home. Xiaoxiao was not allowed to say goodbye to Concubine Bai, so he led out of the palace by the eunuch as before, and slowly left in the mule cart when he came.

There was a clean and warm palace maid's cotton coat on her body, and a small brocade box in her hand, which contained the bowl of gold seeds given by the emperor. The most important thing was that this time I went back with hope-

Grandfather and father can finally get out of the cage, and grandfather’s illness can be cured on the way!

Xiaoxiao hesitated again at this moment. The Maritime Silk Road cannot be completed overnight. The shipping is full of dangers. Did he take care of his chess move or look forward to the long-term?

I don’t think so much, so I can’t let my grandfather die of illness in prison.

Xiaoxiao looked at the bustling streets of Kyoto through the car window. Sky poles were erected in front of many shops, preparing to celebrate the birthday of the water officer in advance. He also placed a dumpling made of fresh rice flour on the table in front of the door to use it as the "Three Officials of the Hsiao".

Xiaoxiao looked at the tall sky poles that almost reached the sky, with apricot yellow banners hanging from above, embroidered with words such as "Heaven, Earth, Water Palace", "Happy Country and People", "Good Wealth and Rain", etc.

The street intersection is very lively, with eight strong men holding large pavilions, with gold and green on them, and various stories about Yuan Zaju…

Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that he hadn't seen such a lively scene in nearly half a year, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Xiaoxiao looked at the three officials pictures set up in a calligraphy and painting shop on the roadside, and felt unconscious: Heavenly officials give blessings, earth officials forgive sins, and water officials relieve troubles. People are born to know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. Just like the Tang family today, aren’t they hoping that water officials can solve their own difficulties?

After experiencing the prosperity of cooking oil with fire, we always have to go through hardships and tests.

The mule cart turned the corner and headed north.

Xiaoxiao looked at the increasingly unfamiliar road and asked the coachman unconsciously: "Master, is this the way back to the southern suburbs?"

The coachman replied, "The superior said, allow the girl to go to the prison to meet her relatives."

This is a real surprise.

The coachman took Xiaoxiao to the back door of the prison. He did not enter the prison, but waited in a small hut next to the door.

The officers and soldiers who looked at the prison looked arrogant: "You can only see one person, and it will take no more than half an hour."

Xiaoxiao weighed the pros and cons of her grandfather's illness for a long time, so she said, "The girl from the people wants to see her grandfather, Tang Mao."

Xiaoxiao refused to enter the cottage and insisted on waiting in front of the cottage door.

Seeing the prison door open a little, two officers and soldiers escorted their grandfather out from inside.

Mr. Tang seemed to have not seen the sun for a long time, so he walked out of the door slowly and subconsciously covered the sunshine in front of him with his hands - fortunately he was not wearing shackles, but his gait became much older.

Xiaoxiao hurriedly walked up and said, "Grandpa!"

Mr. Tang never expected that the person who came to meet was Xiaoxiao. When he was excited, he coughed anxiously: "Xiaoxiao? How are you..."

"Don't stay in front of the door for a long time!" With the scolding of the officers and soldiers, Xiaoxiao hurriedly pulled his grandfather to the cottage beside the door.

After sitting down, Xiaoxiao looked at his grandfather carefully. He lost a lot of weight. He coughed with a slight panting sound, and his head became much whiter than before.

Xiaoxiao felt a little sore, but she heard her grandfather say first: "Xiaoxiao has lost a lot of weight and has become dark."

Xiaoxiao wiped his tears: "We are all fine, we are all food and accommodation, and now we have enough charcoal for winter."

Mr. Tang nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."

Time is limited, Xiaoxiao talked concisely about meeting the saint with her grandfather. Mr. Tang's expression kept changing with Xiaoxiao's story. When she heard about the treasury bills and the bank, she couldn't help but exclaim.

Xiaoxiao talked about the Maritime Silk Road, and Mr. Tang nodded: "I have received the imperial edict in prison just now. I can go to Honglu Temple to complete the documentary procedures tomorrow, and I will set off for the east in two days."

Unexpectedly, the imperial edict would arrive so soon, and grandfather and the others would finally suffer less.

Mr. Tang said this and looked at his granddaughter again: "I was still guessing why this matter had such a major turn, but I didn't think it was because of Xiaoxiao."

Xiaoxiao sighed softly: "I don't know if this decision is correct. Is it better to wander on the sea..."

"Don't say stupid things. The sky is high and the sea is wide and it is a place where you can wander freely. Isn't it comparable to a small cage?" Although Mr. Tang looked sick, his eyes were still bright and energetic.

"After leaving the palace, my granddaughter couldn't figure out whether this was a plan or a plan."

Mr. Tang smiled: "Now that it is fully understood, it is naturally a move to plan the situation! A wise move!"

"I'm just worried about whether my grandfather's body can withstand the displaced sea..."

"Did Xiaoxiao forget the old god on Jiushan?"

"Old fairy? Is the old fairy who made me not drunk for acupuncture for a thousand cups?" Xiaoxiao forgot what prescription the old fairy gave her at that time.

Mr. Tang said: "The old god expected that I would suffer from the suffering of wandering on the sea. He wrote aside for me, saying that he would suffer less at sea."

After my grandfather said this, Xiaoxiao gradually remembered it.

Because this incident was so amazing, Xiaoxiao felt goosebumps almost getting: "It seems that we really met a god that day."

Mr. Tang nodded: "So, Xiaoxiao doesn't have to worry about my old man's health. Besides, there are friends in the harbor who help you, so you won't suffer too much."

"Can my grandfather meet his family before he set off?" Xiaoxiao asked.

Mr. Tang put up his sleeves and the newly received cotton coat was very warm: "Although he was granted the Imperial to the Yuanlong Dynasty, he was still half a sinful person. Now that he can meet Xiaoxiao, it is already a blessing from the Tian family."

Xiaoxiao was a little sad, but soon cheered up: "Anyway, things are going in a good direction. Does grandfather have anything to say to grandmother?"

Mr. Tang said without stopping at all, "Life well and wait for reunion."

Xiaoxiao's tears flowed down unyieldingly, and nodded and said, "I have all my granddaughter written down."

"The time is here!" The guards opened the door without saying a word.

Mr. Tang nodded to Xiaoxiao and said again: "Life well and wait for reunion."

Xiaoxiao's eyes were blurred, and she looked at her grandfather and walked back to the door just now. She knew that today was a big turn for the Tang family, but she still felt chest tightness and coldness at this moment.

I took the mule cart back and returned to the house on the village, but fell ill.

In the old lady's words, "This child has suffered a lot and his heart is always tense, and he is almost broken. When this matter is resolved, he will not be able to hold on."

Speaking of yesterday's meeting with the saint, the women in the Tang family were all worried.

Especially when I had not returned from my hometown yesterday evening, the old lady couldn't stand it anymore and kept murmuring: I'm doing something wrong, letting a girl enter the palace alone and go to argue with the emperor...

After just a few words back and forth, Shan Niang was completely useless. She was helpless and even burned the incense with the eldest wife.

Zhan Yanyanran and several girls couldn't help crying softly.

The whole family stayed up all night until the morning of the next day, when the palace gave him winter clothes, bedding and a cart of silver frost, everyone vaguely knew that Xiaoxiao had accomplished.

——Now, Xiaoxiao is lying on the kang hot, talking nonsense in a drowsy manner, sometimes it’s the Treasury bill, sometimes it’s the Silk Road, sometimes it’s the Going Home...
Chapter completed!