Martial Sage

Jiangnan is here!

When it was loaded into Jiangnan, a whole year had passed.

The familiar painted boats and lakes, the familiar white walls and black tiles, and even the beautiful bleak and melodious song, are just the same as ever.

Yang Ming from Yangzhou at this time was an out-and-out loyal person. He had to find out the day when Tang Hao would return to the south of the Yangtze River, and waited by the riverside early.

Until I saw a man standing on the bow of the big boat in the river. The anxious look on Yang Ming's face suddenly dissipated, turning to a touch of joy.

On the vast river, there are many people standing on the boat to watch the scenery, but Tang Hao alone has this unusual formation and demeanor.

The figure resembling eighteen statues, burly and straight, standing against the wind, guarding the bow of the ship every step of the way.

The young man at the bow was even more heroic, standing with his head high, as if a king was overlooking the country he had personally laid down.

"Stand up in line! Meet Grandpa Tang!"

Yang Ming's voice was the first to roar loudly on the river bank.

When he squinted his eyes and looked at the figure of the big ship suspiciously, the order was given.

Reflexively, he stood with his spear in his hand, and glanced at the ship that was gradually approaching the shore.

Yang Ming bowed himself to greet him, set up the wooden steps for Tang Hao, and greeted him with cupped hands.

"Welcome Grandpa Tang to Yangzhou again."

With the passage of time, in just one year, this young man has already been listed among the public, and his official position is even as high as the second rank.

Counting down the entire history, there are only a handful of people who can reach this position in these years.

With a few simple greetings, Tang Hao took the Silver Cloud carriage again and rushed into the house.

Before getting off the car, he was surrounded by craftsmen living in the mansion.

Gong Yu Li lifted the curtain himself and received Tang Hao getting out of the car. The old face looked like an old friend with a friendly smile, which looked particularly comfortable.

"Grandpa, you are finally here!"

The thoughts in my heart turned into a simple greeting when I reached my lips.

Tang Hao laughed and looked at the people around the car, arching their cupped hands.

"Everyone, this year, you have worked hard!"

"Far away in the imperial city, Tang already knows what you are working on for the shipbuilding in Yangzhou, this time you will return to Yangzhou to prepare some special products and express your feelings."

Two clapping clapping.

Wu Tong took off a burden from the war horse, the cakes and preserves made in the Tang court, some dried fruits, and icing sugar.

The children shouted that Uncle Tang is so good, and gathered around Wu Tong waiting for the food to be delivered.

The men took the porcelain bottles of spirits and fried tea from the eighteen riders one by one, bowed and said polite words again and again.

After a round, the cloth bag has almost bottomed out, and a black-clad Shibaqi magic usually takes out a box of exquisite rouge gouache from the empty pocket and hands it to these shy women.

The etiquette walked through it again, and it was obvious that there was a touch of warmth and reverence in the passionate eyes of these craftsmen.

During the hastily handing out gifts, Tang Hao caught a glimpse of one person, standing at the end of the crowd.

A thin blue shirt, set off a slender and slim figure, blue silk hanging shoulders, set off the cheeks and neck is more white.

Delicate cheeks, with a faint smile, looking at the joyous crowd in front of him.

When meeting Tang Hao's gaze, the pretty-faced couple had a touch of peach, and the watery eyes contained the joy of a long-lost reunion, and the shyness of a girl.

When he quietly lowered his head, Tang Hao's words yelled out.

"Girl, come here, and Tang also prepared a gift for you."

The sound was not loud, but it caused the public losers to turn their heads and look around. There was a deep smile on the smiling faces.

"Oh~ It seems that Grandpa Tang has not prepared a special gift for Miss Yu Qi."

"Isn't it! The girl who lost publicity is looking forward to Grandpa Tang's visit to Yangzhou day and night, and personally give instructions on shipbuilding matters!"

"Mo Yan is talking nonsense, there is no hope for day and night, but for dozens of times a day, Grandpa Tang is smart, wise and knowledgeable..."

After living together for a few months, the public losers also knew Tang Hao's temperament, and couldn't help but frolic at this time.

Yuqi's jade face was red to the root of his ears, and he glared at the frolicking crowd with bright eyes, but his face was filled with this happy and shy smile.

Toward these frolicking crowds, swinging a pink fist, Yuqi raised his flushed cheeks.

"Duke Tang is a distinguished person, how can you allow you to wait for nonsense."

"Furthermore, let me be careful of my clan laws!"

The feigning expression didn't work, but it caused the people of these tribes to burst into laughter.

Looking at these harmonious family members quietly, Tang Hao felt warmer in his heart, and he had to admit that at this moment, he missed the family of future generations.

The Liying stepped on the lotus step and walked up, lowering her head shyly.

"Actually...in fact, it's good if you can come...a gift...you don't have to..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the delicate powder box in front of them and couldn't move their eyes.

In the indigo wooden box, there are several small compact powder boxes, vermilion rouge, rose red lips, glaze eyebrow pencil, clear paint, plus a crystal clear vial.

Light fragrance, refreshing.

This set of the most original powder box is an explosive product sold to the harem of the Tang Dynasty, this time as a gift, Tang Hao specially brought it.

"For you."

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