Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-sixth bowl of soup (nine)

The fifty-sixth bowl of soup (nine)

What's the point of this?

A dead man, or a dead man beheaded by the emperor, why put him on the wall?

Tan Youling pulled him to sit down, and then pretended to be curious and asked the old lady: "Auntie, who is the ... on the wall of your house?"

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

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

The old man came in from the yard with a small horse. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "That's no wonder, this is our country's **** of war, Han Qingyan, Han Daxia! More than ten years ago, the late emperor was incompetent and incompetent. , how many cities have been cut for the enemy country! The enemy country's thieves are not dead, and the city is not counted, but also our gold and silver jewelry, and our girls and boys! But the late emperor was timid and could only be bullied by others, and the ministers in the court were also the boss And, what is the use of sending more princesses in the past? Our country is weak and incompetent, how can people look down on us? The princess has been sent, and the golden branches and jade leaves are not as good as slaves!"

"And then?" Tan Youling listened with relish. This old man's speech was much more interesting and vivid, which was more fun than her husband's dry explanation.

The old man didn't expect this kind of thing that adults and children knew, but the little lady in front of me didn't know. This man is a talkative person since he got old, and he finally got a chance to tell a story. Immediately came the ability: "At this time, the owner of Dichen Villa in the martial arts, that is, the one in the painting, Han Qingyan, Han Daxia! Can't bear to see the suffering of the common people, so he used his family property to recruit troops and horses, the court does not allow wars, but not wars, let's Can the common people live this day?"

The more the old man said, the more angry he said: "At that time, the enemy country didn't take the people of our country as human beings! Burning, killing and looting were all evils. How many people were killed, how many things were robbed, and how many girls were ruined! The court looked at it like this. Fortunately, there is Han Daxia. Speaking of Han Daxia, it can be said that he is a man of heaven. The old man is not lucky to meet him. I heard that Han Daxia is nine feet tall. He is good at using a Qingfeng sword. Kill the Buddha! He has been familiar with military books since he was a child, and has great martial arts. He has great prestige in all corners of the world, and he responds a hundred times! In this way, he not only beat the enemy country back to his hometown, but also took back our own land, and also occupied more than a dozen enemy countries. City!"

Tan Youling's eyes are sparkling, she has long known that her husband is a great hero, but she did not expect such an appearance. Immediately, he glanced at Han Qingyan complainingly, and felt that what this person said was really a slap in the face. I didn't expect such a wonderful past. "What about later? Han Daxia is so powerful, the emperor will definitely reward him?"

Who knows that the old man's expression darkened immediately, and he sighed: "How can there be such a good thing, since ancient times, cunning rabbits have died and running dogs have been cooked, and birds have made good use of their bows."

“Is there no reward for Hero Han?”

"There is no reward, and even my life is lost!" It was the old woman who said this. She walked in with a plate of wild salad, her face full of indignation. "The reason why Han Daxia was able to turn the tide back then was because of the full support of the crown prince. Later, the first emperor died, and the crown prince ascended the throne, which is the current emperor. , Han Daxia is strong in martial arts, escaped and hid in a farmhouse, who knew that the family had a vicious heart and sold Daxia Han for the sake of silver!"

The old man slapped his thigh and scolded: "It's a **** inhumanity! The Han family has built bridges and paved roads for generations, and they have done a lot of meritorious deeds. How can we the common people have no mercy? How can we have such a good life? But this person is really a wicked white-eyed wolf!"

The old couple groaned together, and the old woman looked at the painting on the wall. "The old lady was fortunate enough to meet Han Daxia once. He was really a fairy. Who would have known the end of the hero and ended up like this. The family took the reward and changed their name and moved their house, but they were recognized a few years ago. It's really a retribution when it comes out and is beaten to death."

"Alas, there are always more good people than bad people in this world. If Han Daxia was still alive, today's sage wouldn't be so lewd."

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

"The first few years when I first ascended the throne were really good. Although my suspicions hurt Han Daxia, it was considered diligent. But in recent years, the enemy country has only one breath left, and there is no foreign invasion. , to build a palace in a good place with beautiful scenery Duo, these days are really difficult."

Hearing this, Tan Youling looked at Han Qingyan, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were calm. He asked, "The emperor cut off Hero Han's head, how dare you hang his portrait at home?"

"We are here, every family is hanging up." The old man said. "We are relatively close to Dichen Villa, and we have been taken care of by the Han family for generations, so how can we be the betrayal? Not only that, but there is also an ancestral hall built for Han Daxia in our village! After Han Daxia went, his adopted son inherited it. Dichen Villa, with their protection, let's hang the portraits, and the court will only turn one eye and close the other. Believe it or not, the little lady can go out for a walk, basically every household has a portrait!"

The old lady smiled and said: "Okay, okay, it's getting late, let's have dinner first, and go to the yard to enjoy the coolness before chatting. I just put a melon in the well water, it broke after a while, everyone Try it out."

The dishes are very simple, even a bit rudimentary, but the taste is very good. Tan Youling is rare to eat and eats more than usual. After the meal, the old woman took the melon out of the well, cut it up and distributed it to everyone, and Tan Youling sat next to the old man and listened to him. In fact, some stories are obviously exaggerated. For example, Han Daxia can fly, or what... The reincarnation of Wuqu Xingjun, who suffered hardships in the world at this moment, returned to heaven and re-ranked in the fairy class.

He also said that the emperor has become more and more domineering, and the people's life has begun to be difficult. There are uprisings in many places among the people.

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

The old woman whispered: "This one will be born well, and I will love my daughter-in-law."

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

I was given a blank look by my wife.

Tan Youling listened to the cicadas and the wind outside. Han Qingyan took off her clothes and went to bed with the light on. She automatically rolled into his arms, her eyes sparkling in the darkness: "Do you know now, husband?"

“Know what?”

"It's just those portraits, didn't I say before that I want my husband to discover it by himself? Nearly every inn we hit the spot along the way has them, but my husband doesn't seem to have seen them."

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

"So you understand now, I believe in my husband, and I believe there are still people in this world who remember my husband." She put her arms around his neck and lay on his firm chest. "But I'm not very happy. The other day, I heard a girl say that if you are looking for a husband, you need to find Han Daxia who is as bright and upright. But how do they know that Han Daxia is mine?"

Han Qingyan chuckled lightly. "I'm just Linger's husband."

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

"I like my daughter."

"I want a son who looks just like you." Tan Youling shook her head. "What if my daughter looks like you and can't get married in the future?" He was born with such a manly and handsome look. What kind of girl is so masculine that she shouldn't be an old girl for a lifetime?

"Then they will all be born." Han Qingyan kissed her back. "I'm staying at someone's house tonight, 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 courting?

Not at all okay!

So angry that she bit him and was held down by Han Qingyan, her voice was hoarse: "Good."

Be good, be good, be good!

In the end, she was succeeded by him, because she was afraid of being heard by the two old people. Tan Youling endured it very hard. Later, she went straight to bite Han Qingyan's hand. He groaned and she felt distressed again. Keep your mouth shut, for fear of making a sound and being heard.

Waking up early the next morning, Tan Youling blushed, Han Qingyan had already packed up, put on his clothes and ate something. The old man insisted that he refused to accept the money, saying that it was an effort, but Tan Youling was helpless, so he took out the snacks in the carriage and gave them to the other party before setting off on the road.

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

"Husband take a bite."

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

He opened his mouth to eat, and suddenly his handsome face wrinkled: "Linger!"

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

"It's so sour, don't eat it."

"It's not sour." She gave him a strange look, then took another bite and took a bite. "It's very sweet, the taste is just right, where is it sour?"

Han Qingyan was stunned for a moment, "Not sour?"

"Yes, the old woman said that this fruit is suitable for women to eat." He glanced at him and continued to take a bite.