"Oh, hey, it''s comfortable to be back at home."


    "Sir, I''ve come back after all the hardships I''ve suffered in the border crossing of the western regions."


    Jin Youde came home and threw himself down on his bed.


    Regardless of the dust, he began to roll on the soft bed and enjoy the faint smell of sandalwood.


    In the border town, all you can smell every day is blood and yellow sand.


    The war was finally over and he was able to return home.


    He was deeply moved by the smell of fireworks in the capital.


    As a senior member of the carriage, after he slowly entered the capital, he attracted a lot of attention.


    Jin Youde quite enjoyed these eyes.


    Because there was no one watching him and no one really cared about him.


    Although there are no in the capital, there are always a lot of people who flatter. Even the most hypocritical care is much better than that ghost place where no one cares.


    "Master, if you don''t take a bath, the water just put in will be cold."


    His wife came to the room and complained.


    Hearing the speech, Jin Youde followed the prestige.


    It has to be said that for so many years, our Lord Jin felt that his wife was so beautiful for the first time.


    It tastes much better than those wild flowers outside.


    But his journey back to the capital was not smooth.


    Even the boy he valued died on the way.


    Jin Youde dug a grave for others for the first time, but he dug it himself, although it was not elegant.


    But now he can still remember that boy calling himself an adult around him.


    Although there was some active flattery, he could still see the grass growing and Orioles flying in February from the boy''s eyes.


    "That''s my lost youth."


    At this moment, Jin Youde suddenly felt old, although in fact he was already old.


    In the past, he had never had such a strange and decadent feeling.


    After getting up from the bed, Jin Youde drilled into a bucket full of hot water. Jin Youde soaked his head and body in concentration and closed his eyes.


    The five senses and six senses were all closed at this moment.


    He fell into an ethereal state, but the ideas in his mind became clearer and clearer.


    Until the end, he really couldn''t hold it, so he stood up.


    Breathing heavily, Jin Youde felt much better.


    After washing his body, he came to the bronze mirror, looked at his loose skin and touched his wrinkled old face.


    "It''s not old, is it?"


    He seemed to be questioning himself in the mirror and answering.


    "It''s said that heroes are afraid of white hair and beauties are afraid of twilight. But I''m not a hero. I''m just a civil servant standing in the court. I''m afraid of white hair."


    Quite haughtily, after saying these words, Jin Youde put on his clothes with satisfaction.


    "Once spring goes, beauty grows old, flowers fall and people die."


    He murmured.


    His wife is still sitting on the edge of the bed to mend his clothes.


    He did not know how long he had not worn mended clothes.


    Since the family became rich, even if the clothes were dirty, they didn''t bother to wash them. They just asked the servant to make a few more things for themselves.


    He seemed to have a sudden conscience. He walked over and stroked his wife''s white hair on her temples.


    The latter looked up at him and smiled softly.


    The golden mansion rarely had a warm atmosphere.


    ……


    Hong''s house is not so lively. It''s just that the husband and wife sit at the dinner table for dinner, which is no different from usual.


    "I''ve gained a lot in the border town during this period. It''s estimated that the commander who likes to be a general can become a general in how many days."


    Hong read Lian while gulping at his wife''s meal, while saying secret news without paying attention.


    If this sentence leaked to the imperial court and fell into the ears of an official at will, it would set off a bloody storm.


    But Hong YUELIAN was so careless that he told his wife, like talking about those unimportant family habits.


    "I see. You should be more careful when you go out. The price of vegetables in the capital has risen again recently. When will you tell the emperor to raise your salary?"


    The wife complained.


    It''s good or bad to say it, but the salary at home is not enough to eat.


    Even the monthly food expenses need to be worked out carefully. It''s really embarrassing.


    "I see. I''m not telling you. I made a great contribution at the border. I think I can ask for some reward."


    Hong Liandao.


    When it comes to money, Mrs. Hong seems to be a lot more enthusiastic.


    "How much is the reward, at least enough for a meal of meat and vegetables?"


    "I don''t know, but I think gold and silver should be moved in by boxes."


    "Well, in this way, can I spend money on vegetables tomorrow without saving?"


    "We should save a little. After all, the road will be so long. There will always be a time when the flowers will be finished."


    "HMM... that''s true. But it doesn''t matter. You have no money. You still have to earn more. You can''t be an official who can still be hungry."


    "That''s not true, but it''s not easy to be an official. It''s estimated that he was impatient that day, so he didn''t want to be an official."


    "If you don''t want to happen, let''s go and collect some money and open a small shop. At least we can spend some time. Maybe we can meet some blind buyers, who make more money than you do as an official."


    Mrs. Hong seems to have begun to look forward to what happened after her husband resigned.


    Hong YUELIAN smiled and went to fill himself with a big bowl of rice.


    Although he ate and lived with the soldiers at the border, it was said that those meals could not be compared with those cooked by his daughter-in-law.


    "Ah, by the way, don''t forget to come back and bring me two feet of cloth when you attack."


    "What do you want cloth for?"


    "You don''t see what this dress looks like after you come back. If you don''t sew it up, how can you wear it out to see people?"


    "Then I''ll just pull another six and a half feet of calico."


    "What? You don''t do anything with so many flowers. You don''t have to give gifts during the new year''s festival."


    "I''ll make you a dress."


    "Spend money indiscriminately! He might as well pick up two kilograms of pork from the market and cook you braised meat at night!"


    "That''s OK. Then don''t buy fancy cloth."


    "You! You have no conscience!"


    As the saying goes, a little farewell is better than a new marriage.


    The couple who meet again after this separation will be more or less closer than usual for a period of time.


    But the palace is different.


    It was the winter of the heart.


    If it is a heart that is not easy to warm up, it will only gradually wither and wither in this winter, and finally turn into dust.


    The dust on the ground in the imperial palace is all the dust of the women floating in the back palace


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