Chapter 115:
Because Xue Yan was going to leave early tomorrow morning, Jun Huailang would not let Xue Yan stay here any longer.
"Tomorrow you have to ride a horse all day, go to sleep." Jun Huailang urged.
Xue Yan only pestered him and didn't want to leave.
"...I don't know how long I will stay here." Xue Yan muttered.
Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan would not be able to come back.
No matter whether Xu's family is successful or not, Xue Yan can no longer leave Chang'an. If Emperor Qingping was safe, he would definitely not let him go; if something happened to Emperor Qingping, Xue Yan would not be able to leave.
The two were well aware of this, and for a while, no one spoke.
After a while, Xue Yan came over and hugged Jun Huailang.
He hugged in silence for a while, and asked, "Will you come to see me tomorrow?"
Jun Huailang said: "Come, when will you leave tomorrow?"
Xue Yan paused for a while, but said, "Forget it, don't come, leave early tomorrow, sleep a little longer."
Then, Xue Yan exclaimed incessantly.
He doesn't talk much, and he doesn't like talking nonsense the most. But at this moment, as if he couldn't stop, he explained Jun Huailang's daily small things to him one by one.
Jun Huailang took the trouble to agree.
At the end, Xue Yan sighed.
"I'm a little worried about leaving you here alone."
Jun Huailang wanted to laugh at him and told him that even if he hadn't met him before, he had grown so big. However, when he met Xue Yan's gaze, he couldn't smile anymore.
In those eyes, full of nostalgia and reluctance.
After a while, Jun Huailang raised his head and kissed Xue Yan's lips.
When it was late at night, Xue Yan went back.
Before leaving, he forced Jun Huailang to put down his work and go back to sleep.
Jun Huailang couldn't beat him, so he had to go back to his bedroom.
But he found that something was wrong with Jun Huailang from the time he came back.
He was a little too silent, and as soon as he returned to the room, he sat down on the couch, quietly thinking about something.
Fuyi didn't bother him, just put a cup of tea beside him.
When Fu Yi put down the tea, Jun Huailang suddenly asked, "When are we going back to Chang'an?"
Fuyi only thought he was homesick when he heard the words.
He replied: "Master, don't be in a hurry. The slave heard from the master two days ago that the autumn season will be in another two months. When the autumn season is over and the master has completed the holy order, the dam will be It will be almost the same. At that time, maybe the young master and the master will be able to return to Chang'an to spend a new year."
Jun Huailang knew that this was the original arrangement of himself and his father.
He looked out the window.
"...too long." After a moment, he sighed.
Fuyi was stunned for a moment, but did not answer.
Jun Huailang knew that according to the original plan, he would indeed return to Beijing at the end of this year or in the spring of next year.
He didn't have any troubles before, and it was the same wherever he stayed for an extra month or two.
However, when he thought that he would not see Xue Yan for half a year, his heart was a little blocked.
He knew that Xue Yan depended on him and could not live without him, and he had to admit that he also depended on Xue Yan.
Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan's feeling would never be weaker than him.
He paused and took a deep breath.
He told himself in his heart how many sages and sages he had read since he was a child, and what he knew best was to set his mind for the world and his life for the people. For these reasons, giving up one's own desires is a matter of course. The people of Jinling still need him now, so he shouldn't be so selfish...
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered Xue Yan's eyes just now.
He mentioned the look in the eyes of Emperor Qing Ping.
The man on the dragon chair, while being selfish, loves his mother deeply. All his injustice and pain, as well as his compensation for more than a year, all came from that one person.
In his eyes, there is unbearable pain and hatred, and among them, there is a bit of confusion about what to do.
It seems like he has been going around for so long, between heaven and earth, he is still alone, no one can help him, he still has to endure, forcing an indestructible appearance, go to face alone right.
It should not be like this, he still has himself.
The people of Jinling now have supplies from the imperial court, as well as his father and Shen Zhifu. Now everything is booming. The only thing they need is the blueprint of the dam.
But Xue Yan is different, he has only himself.
Jun Huairang paused.
He knew his options.
"Flushing." He said.
Fuyi responded quickly, "Master?"
Jun Huailang withdrew his gaze and looked up at Fuyi.
Fuyi was stunned.
Although the young master looked at him quietly, he saw a somewhat unusual firmness in the young master's eyes.
"Go to the study and bring the ink and drawings from my desk together," he said.
"Master, it's so late..."
"I will drive out the blueprint tonight, Shen Zhifu knows some water conservancy, and you will take the blueprint to him tomorrow." Jun Huailang said. "If there is anything to be revised, you can tell Shen Zhifu, and you will trouble him."
"Master, you..."
Jun Huailang did not hesitate any longer.
“Changan is in a hurry,” he said. "I don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow."
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Fuyi naturally thought that Jun Huailang was worried about the people from Yongning Gongfu in Changan.
So, he sought Jun Huailang's opinion, and after bringing a pen and paper for him, he went to Duke Yongning's courtyard and reported the matter to him.
Jun Huailang knew that he could not get around his father, so he agreed.
The Duke of Yongning heard that there would be chaos in Chang'an, and combined with these events in Jinling, he also guessed something.
He knew that Jun Huailang's return would not help, but he was really worried about his wife and junior.
I have the emperor's life, so I can't just leave. Only his eldest son, now that he is old and has practiced in Jinling for so long, can afford it, and he can feel more at ease when he returns home.
He agreed without hesitation.
"You tell the young master, be careful." Yong Ning Gong said.
Fuyi quickly complied.
He paused, then continued.
"Never mind," he said. "Tomorrow morning, I'll personally go to the gate to see him off, and I'll tell you again."
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The next morning, the morning dew did not fade.
Jin Yiwei has always been very mobile. It was still dark, and hundreds of people gathered at the gate of the governor's mansion, quietly waiting for Xue Yan.
They follow Xue Yan all the year round and know that His Royal Highness King Guangling's work and rest has always been regular. They also waited here in advance according to the time Xue Yan got up.
But today, when His Royal Highness King Guangling usually goes out, they didn't wait.
Everyone looked at their noses and noses and watched their hearts, and sat quietly on their horses, only pretending that His Highness was stumped by some trivial matter.
It is.
Because His Royal Highness King Guangling met someone at the gate of his yard.
"...Why are you here?" Seeing Jun Huailang, Xue Yan was startled.
Then, he walked up quickly and asked in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you not to come to see me? You slept late yesterday, what are you doing up so early?"
Xue Yan gritted his teeth in distress.
Seeing that Jun Huailang heard what he said, he laughed softly.
"I didn't come to see you," he said.
Xue Yan only thought he was talking back to him.
"Then what are you doing?" Xue Yan asked.
Jun Huailang winked at him.
"Fuyi has gone to Shen Zhifu's mansion." He said. "I finished drawing the drawings last night, and I'll ask Shen Zhifu to help with everything after that."
Xue Yan's first focus was in another place: "You finished painting? Why did you go so fast, didn't sleep last night?"
He accompanies Jun Huailang to draw pictures for the past few days, but it is not for nothing, at least he understands the progress of Jun Huailang's drawing.
Jun Huailang asked: "Why did you hand over all the work without asking me?"
Xue Yan looked down at him.
He then reacted.
He fixedly looked at Jun Huailang, his eyes were very hot, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
"...What are you going to do?" After a while, he asked slowly.
Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan had guessed it, but he couldn't believe it.
"I'll go back with you," he said. "There is a big chaos in Beijing, and I don't want you to face it alone."
Xue Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down.
He knew how important Jun Huailang regarded the people of Jinling.
He didn't know that one day, the weight in Jun Huailang's heart would overwhelm these people.
He looked at Jun Huailang steadily, feeling a little dazed.
In a trance, I want to kiss him.
At this moment, Jinbao, who was going to lead the horse, trotted all the way, and came over with Xue Yan's horse. As soon as he approached, he was surprised to see that standing in front of his master was Prince Yongning.
"Hey! Your Royal Highness, are you here to see the prince?" Jinbao hurriedly led his horse forward, nodded and greeted him.
Xue Yan glanced at him and dragged the horse from his hand.
He stepped on the stirrup, turned over and stepped on it. Immediately after, he leaned down and grabbed Jun Huailang's arm.
Speaking steadily, Jun Huailang sat in front of him.
Jun Huailang was taken aback and hurriedly said, "I have a horse, just at the door..."
But Xue Yan wrapped him tightly in his arms, slapped the horse on the buttocks, and the horse galloped away.
Jinbao was dumbfounded, and quickly followed.
Good guy, the eldest son of the family came to send the master, why did the master even take the people away?
The Jin Yiwei who was waiting at the door also saw the dark horse of the master from a distance, carrying the master all the way out of the house, and went straight on the road without stopping.
They didn't dare to delay, they quickly followed.
It's just a few with sharp eyes, it's inevitable that some will be muttering.
How come the master immediately...it seems like he has another person on board?
And after they all left, after a cup of tea, Yongning Gongcai rushed to the gate of the mansion.
But the gate of the mansion was empty.
"...Why did you leave so early?" Duke Yongning sighed as he looked at the empty door.
The servant next to him said, "I heard from the concierge that the prince has been gone for a while."
The Duke of Yongning sighed and nodded.
"That's all," he said. "Don't tell me, Huailang has always been measured."
As he spoke, he turned to go back.
Immediately afterwards, he stopped.
He looked suspiciously at the horse tied to the stake beside the gate.
"Isn't the young master gone?" he asked. "Why did the horse fall here?"
The porter doesn't know either. The officials walked like a gust of wind, and he didn't see why a horse fell.
After a while, the little servant said suspiciously: "Could it be... the prince's subordinates, there are still extra good horses"