Fifty-sixth bowl of soup (nine)

What is the reason for this?

Why do you put a dead person on the wall if he was beheaded by the emperor?

Tan Youling pulled him down, then pretended to be curious and asked the old lady: "Auntie, who is the one that is stuck on your wall?"

"Where did the little lady come from? Don't you know the person on the wall?"

Tan Youling said: "My family lives in the deep mountains, is isolated from the world, and is not with outsiders, so I don't know who this is."

The old man came in from the yard with a small stool. After hearing this, he smiled and said, "No wonder, this is the god of war in our country, Han Qingyan and Han Hero! More than ten years ago, the late emperor was incompetent and had cut many cities for the enemy country! The enemy's traitors were unsuccessful. They didn't count the city, but they also wanted our gold, silver and jewelry, and our girls and guys! But the late emperor was timid and afraid of trouble and could only let others bully them. The ministers in the court were in charge of peace, but what's the use of sending more princesses over? Our country was cowardly and incompetent, how could people look down on us? The princess sent it over, and the golden branches and jade leaves were not as good as slaves!"

"What?" Tan Youling listened with relish. This father-in-law's speech was much more interesting and vivid, but it was more fun than her husband's dry explanation.

The old man didn't expect that such things are known to adults and children. The delicate little lady in front of him didn't know. This man was talkative as soon as he got old and finally got a chance to tell stories. He immediately had the ability: "At this time, the owner of Dichen Villa in the martial arts world, that is, the one in the painting, Han Qingyan and Han Hero! He couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so he spent all his family property to recruit soldiers and horses. The court did not allow war, but if we don't fight, can we ordinary people live this life!"

The old man became more and more angry as he spoke: "At that time, the enemy country did not regard the people of our country as human beings! He burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. How many people they killed, robbed, and ruined many girls from other families! The court just watched this! Fortunately, there was a hero Han. Speaking of hero Han, he was really a celestial figure. The old man had no blessing to meet him. I heard that hero Han was nine feet tall and good at using a green sword. He used a green sword to block ghosts and Buddhas to block Buddhas! He has been familiar with military books since he was a child, and his martial arts skills are great. He has a great reputation in the world. He responded to all kinds of responses! In this way, he not only brought the enemy country back to his hometown, robbed our own land, but also occupied more than a dozen cities of the enemy country!"

Tan Youling had bright eyes. She had known her husband was a hero who stood up to the top, but she didn't expect that there would be such an incident. She immediately gave Han Qingyan a complaint, feeling that this person had really mentioned it when he spoke, and she didn't expect such a wonderful past. "What about Han Daxia is so powerful, the emperor will definitely reward him, right?"

Unexpectedly, the old man immediately looked dim and sighed: "How can such a good thing be like this? Since ancient times, the cunning rabbit has died and the lackeys have been cooked, and the birds have been kept in good bows."

"Don't Han Xia reward?"

"It's not just that there is no reward, but even his life is lost!" The old lady said this. She walked in with a plate of cold wild vegetables, her face full of indignation. "The reason why Han Daxia turned the tide back then was because of the full support of the prince. Later, the first emperor passed away and the prince ascended the throne, which is the current emperor. He was afraid of Han Daxia's great achievements, so he poisoned Han Daxia's wine at the dust banquet. Han Daxia had great martial arts skills and escaped and hid in a farmhouse. Unexpectedly, the family was vicious and betrayed Han Daxia in order to reward the silver!"

The old man slapped his thigh and scolded: "It's so fucking inhumane! The Han family has built bridges and paved roads for generations and has done countless merits. How could we have never been in love with each other? If we had not had the blessing of Dichen Villa, how could we have so many good days? But this person is really a conscience-free ungrateful wolf!"

The old couple sighed together, and the old lady looked at the painting on the wall. "The old woman had the honor to meet Han Daxia. She was really a god-like figure. Who knew that the hero would end up like this. The family took the silver reward, changed their name and moved, but they were recognized by someone a few years ago and beaten to death. It was really retribution."

"Oh, there are always more good people than bad people in this world. If Hero Han was still alive, the current emperor would not be so lewd and inhumane."

Tan Youling asked: "Isn't the emperor a good emperor?"

"It was really good when I first ascended the throne. Although I was suspicious that I had seriously harmed Han Daxia, I was also considered diligent. But in recent years, the enemy country only had one breath left, and there were no external troubles. The emperor indulged in pleasure, plundered people's wealth and misfortune everywhere, and built a palace in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Not only did the people get money, but when they saw a beauty, they had to take the harem, regardless of whether they had already promised people. In short, they had to pay the rent every year, more than one year. This life is really hard."

Upon hearing this, Tan Youling looked at Han Qingyan. He looked calm and his eyes were blank. Then he asked, "The emperor cut off the head of Hero Han. Why do you dare to hang his portrait at home?"

"We are here, every household is hanging." The old man said. "We are relatively close to Dichen Villa. We have been taken care of by the Han family for generations. How can we be the traitor? Not only that, there is a ancestral hall built for Han Daxia in our village! After Han Daxia went, his adopted son inherited Dichen Villa. With their protection, we hang portraits, and the court turned a blind eye. If you don't believe it, the little lady can go out for a walk, basically every household has a portrait!"

The old lady smiled and said, "Okay, it's getting late now, so let's have a meal first. After dinner, go to the yard to cool off before chatting. I just put a melon in the well water, and it was broken later. Everyone tasted it."

The dishes were simple, even a bit simple, but the taste was very good. Tan Youling rarely ate it, and ate more than usual. After the meal, the old lady took the melon out of the well and cut it apart to everyone. Tan Youling sat beside the old man and listened to him. In fact, some stories were obviously too exaggerated, such as Han Daxia could fly, or something... Wu Qu Xingjun was reincarnated, and now he suffered from difficulties in the world, so he returned to the heavenly court and re-elected in the immortal class.

He also said that the emperor became more and more domineering and unruly, and the people's lives began to be unable to survive. There were uprisings in many places among the people, and I don't know how long the world will last.

At night, they slept in the house of the old couple's son and daughter-in-law. The beds were all newly laid, and the quilts were still smelling of warm sunshine. Han Qingyan went out to ask the old man for a basin and brought hot water into the house. Through the dim oil lamp, he could still see him take off his wife's embroidered shoes.

The old lady whispered: "This young man is so happy, he loves his wife."

The old man said shamelessly: "I love my wife too."

I was blanched by my wife.

Tan Youling listened to the cicadas and the sound of the wind outside, Han Qingyan took off her clothes and blew the light to bed. She automatically rolled into his arms spontaneously, with her eyes shining in the dark: "Do you know now?"

"What do you know?"

"It's just those portraits. Didn't I say before that you want your husband to discover them yourself? Almost every family has them in our inn along the way, but my husband doesn't seem to see them."

Han Qingyan really didn't see it, and he didn't pay attention at all.

"So you understand now. I believe in my husband, and I believe there are people in this world who remember him." She hugged his neck and lay on his strong chest. "But I was not very happy. That day I heard a girl say that looking for a husband, I would like to find a noble lady like Han Daxia, but how did they know that Han Daxia is mine?"

Han Qingyan chuckled. "I am just Ling'er's husband."

She groped to kiss his thin lips and said softly: "Don't hate it anymore, okay, let's go back and get married, I'll give you a son."

"I like my daughter."

"I want a son who looks the same as you." Tan Youling shook his head. "What if his daughter looks the same as you, she can't get married in the future?" He was so masculine and beautiful. Which girl looks so masculine that she should not be an old girl for the rest of her life?

"Then you will be born." Han Qingyan kissed her back. "I'm staying at someone tonight, and I'll give it to you when I go back."

Tan Youling was stunned for a moment before she understood what her husband meant. He thought she was asking for pleasure?

Isn't it okay at all?

She was so angry that she bit him, but was held down by Han Qingyan. Her voice was hoarse: "Be good."

Good, what good to be good!

In the end, she was succeeded by him because she was afraid that the two old people would hear it. Tan Youling endured it very hard. Later, she went directly to bite Han Qingyan's hand. He groaned in pain and she felt distressed again. She pounded her mouth, for fear that someone would hear it.

When he woke up the next morning, it was noon on the sun. Tan Youling blushed. Han Qingyan had already packed up, put on his clothes and ate some food. The old man refused to check in and said it was a slight effort. Tan Youling had no choice but to take out the snacks from the carriage and gave them to the other party before he set off.

Han Qingyan said: "I put the silver under the pillow."

"My husband takes a bite."

The old lady stuffed a pack of wild fruits to Tan Youling. At this moment, she was trying one by one. She ate a red fruit that was only the size of a thumb. She thought it was sweet and sour, so she bit it half and handed it to Han Qingyan's lips.

He opened his mouth to eat, and his handsome face frowned: "Ling'er!"

Tan Youling was startled: "What, what's wrong?"

"So sour, don't eat it."

"Not sour." She glanced at him strangely, picked up another one and took a bite. "It's very sweet, it tastes just right, where is it sour?"

Han Qingyan was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it sour?"

"Yes, the old lady said, this fruit is suitable for women to eat." As she said that, she glanced at him and continued to take a bite.
Chapter completed!