Regret!
Walking through the garden, Fang Jun knocked on the door of the study.
At this moment, Fang Xuanling was reading a book in his study. He raised his head when he heard the knocking on the door.
"Father."
Fang Jun bowed.
When Fang Xuanling heard the voice and saw Fang Jun, the corners of his mouth immediately cracked open. He put down his book and walked towards him.
"Jun 'er is back. How is it? It's your first day in office.”Fang Xuanling patted his son's shoulder.
When he came back from the palace today, he had heard from the people on the street that there was a father and mother official who had come to Chang 'an to clear the lives of the people.
Wasn't this father and mother officer referring to Fang Xuanling's son?
Fang Xuanling's smile grew wider at the thought of this. He was now very proud of his son.
However, Fang Jun didn't have any intention of showing off and asking for praise. Instead, he smiled lightly and nodded in response to Fang Xuanling's words.
"Father, everything is still fine.”
"That's good. Now that Jun 'er has made a name for himself, even Father has also benefited from your light.”
"No, no, father, you're too serious. The princess was still waiting for her son in the room, so her son went over first.”
Fang Xuanling agreed. He looked at Fang Jun's departing back and felt extremely comfortable.
A cool breeze carried the fragrance of flowers into his nose. Fang Jun casually plucked a rose from the garden before returning to his room.
"Madam, I'm back."
Li Lizhi came out from the inner room when she heard the sound. When she saw Fang Jun, she couldn't help but smile.
"Husband, you've worked hard. I personally made some snacks for you. Just nice. Husband, eat some to fill your stomach. I'll go and instruct the kitchen to prepare the meal.”
Fang Jun smiled like a gentleman. He looked at the plate of osmanthus cakes on the table and hugged Li Lizhi, who was rushing to the kitchen.
"Furen, don't go. Let me hug you first. I miss you so much.”
Li Lizhi was stunned at first, and her face flushed red as she listened to Fang Jun. She was embarrassed but affectionate, as if her feelings for Fang Jun were getting deeper and deeper, and she loved him more and more.
"I missed you too."
Just as the sun was setting, the golden afterglow shone through the door into the room. The shadows of the two hugging each other were long and beautiful.
……
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
Princess Gao Yang was sitting at the table embroidering a handkerchief when a sound suddenly came from the rice vat in the distance.
She was shocked, but she immediately moved the rice vat away as if it was nothing out of the ordinary.
He saw four or five rats of different sizes nestled under the rice vat. They had dug a hole in the corner of the wall. Seeing that someone had discovered them, they all went into the hole.
She was the princess of the Tang Empire. She had been living in luxury since she was young. Her pets were all cats and dogs with the most noble bloodlines. But now, she was no different from a country bumpkin.
She remembered that when she was still in the Imperial Palace, she would be scared half to death if a mouse appeared in her bedroom. Countless palace maids and eunuchs were afraid that she would be scared out of her wits, and dozens of people chased after a mouse and shouted to kill it.
Now, there were four or five rats in groups that had built nests in her place, but she could only chase them away herself.
Suddenly, a sense of grievance welled up in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.
But what could she do? This was her own choice.
He calmed himself down, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and took the remaining silver from his house.
Originally, the rice in the rice jar could still be eaten today, but it rained overnight. The rice had been eaten by those rats, so he could only buy some more.
Finally, at night, Braid Machine returned home, covered in sweat as usual.
After working under the scorching sun for half a month, the originally fair and clean little monk's skin was tanned, making him look like a rough man. He no longer had the appearance that could attract Princess Gao Yang's eyes at first glance.
Gao Yang also did not look at him properly.
"You're back. Cook and rest early after eating.”
Princess Gaoyang heard the voice and said coldly without raising her head as she pulled at her needle and thread under the candlelight.
Braid Machine heard this and looked at the woman who was no different from a woman at the table. Finally, he sighed and walked back to the house.
Forget it. She was a princess after all. It was already good enough that she could do such menial work to help him support his family. She should be content.
After convincing himself, the Braid Machine cleaned up the leftover dishes from the last meal and started cooking.
The days repeated like this every day, but it was much more bitter than when he used to recite scriptures and Buddha every day.
Another day passed.
The next morning, before the sky was completely bright and the chickens had yet to crow, the braiding machine had already left the house.
He had already had enough of these days of going out early and returning late, suffering and tiring, so he fantasized every day that if he had not been hot-headed and eloped with Princess Gao Yang back then, perhaps he would have become the youngest accomplished monk in the temple.
He really regretted it.
However, Princess Gao Yang was also regretful. Even after Braid Machine left, the tears at the corner of her eyes were still dripping onto the pillow, making it wet.
"Lady Luo! Luo family's lady!"
Not long after the braiding machine left, Princess Gao Yang was woken up by a stout woman.
The woman was dressed in colorful brocade clothes and wore exaggerated jewelry. She looked like a nouveau riche. She was the mistress of the landlord's house in the nearby area.
Princess Gao Yang didn't dare to be negligent and quickly got dressed.
"Mrs. Zhang, why did you come over so early?”
The arrogant princess, whose edges had been polished by life, was now bowing to a commoner.
As he spoke, he poured tea and waited on her while looking for the clothes that she had sent over a few days ago for her to mend.
"Alright, alright. Don't use your coarse tea to rinse my mouth. Pouring it for me, I still have to drink it.”
Looking at Princess Gao Yang with disdain, the woman continued,"I'm here to get my master's clothes. Are you done mending them?”
Princess Gao Yang hurriedly took out the clothes that were neatly folded in the corner.
"It's mended, it's mended. Here, Madam."
Mrs. Zhang was a little disgusted by the clothes that she had touched and reluctantly took them.
The clothes were still filled with a faint fragrance, and this fragrance was the fragrance of the sachet that Princess Gao Yang had worn when she eloped with Monk Bian Ji. The clothes were placed in the same corner as the sachet.
When Zhang Furen smelled it, she immediately frowned and threw those clothes at Princess Gao Yang's face.
"What's that smell! When I sent these clothes to you, they didn't smell like this.”
His clothes fell to the ground.
Princess Gaoyang immediately felt a surge of anger in her heart, but she suppressed it and secretly gritted her teeth.
If she was in the palace now, who would dare to treat her like this?
However, life forced her to smile and apologize even if she was unwilling.
"Madam, please forgive me. This dress might have been stained with the smell of my perfume bag. It will be gone after washing it when we go back.”
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