[Hanwu Huo Wei] There are trees in the mountains

Chapter 11

Although Wei Qing reprimanded Huo Qubing for being so determined and unwilling to repent, he couldn't bear to look coldly at his nephew anymore, because every time he saw Huo Qubing's disappointed eyes, his heart ached.After all, he is a child raised by himself, no matter how big a mistake he makes, he can be forgiven. I only hope that Huo Qubing will not cause any catastrophe because of his insanity all day long, and let him do other things.

He has grown up, and he will naturally know his painstaking efforts after more experience.

Wei Qing glanced at Huo Qubing's official office from afar.There was a huge crowd of people there, and occasionally officials could be heard arguing because someone stepped in to find a leak.The pile of slips and documents to be dealt with on the case was getting higher and higher, and the people outside were getting more and more noisy. Huo Qubing rubbed his throbbing forehead and raised his hand to ask the guards to drag those deliberately yelling out into the sun to calm down before coming in to talk.

Wei Qing sighed inaudibly.He knew that Huo Qubing had always disliked those long and complicated files and documents, but which of the officials who entered the inner court was not busy with official duties all day long.Only he, the great general who has lost power in the eyes of everyone, only has a few daily affairs every day, and he can go back home after finishing.

Recently Zhang Qian invited Wei Qing to his mansion to taste his newly brewed wine. He wanted to invite Qu Bing to go with him, but the boy kept clamoring to empty the wine jars in the cellar of Bowanghou Mansion.Seeing that he is so busy now that he can't wait to grow out of three heads and six arms, it's not easy to disturb him.

Turning around and walking towards the palace gate, the palace people he met along the way still bowed deeply to salute him, but they were no longer so respectful.The corners of Wei Qing's lips were smiling, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy. Others thought that people in the palace were snobbish, so it might not be a bad thing for him.Wei Qing was originally a person who didn't like chasing fame and fortune, so instead of being paid homage to him every day, he was afraid that the person above him would be even more suspicious.It is not his wish that the Wei family's power is intricate, as the core of the Wei family's power, if he has a low sense of presence in the palace, even if he is a transparent person, he will be at ease without being disturbed by mundane things.

Huo Qubing finally dismissed officials, big and small, rubbed his sore arms, and looked up to see that the sun was almost westward.He left the palace gate without staying for a moment, and the servants were already waiting at the gate of the palace.He let the carriage go back first, and rode his horse to Changping Hou's mansion.

Most of the noble relatives in Chang'an live in Jiazi Street in the east of Chang'an City and Yizi Street in the west of the city.

Going out of the palace gate to the east of the city, you will pass a busy street.As soon as he arrived at the intersection of the downtown area, Huo Qubing reined in his horse and led it for a walk.When Huo Qubing was young, he often rode a horse across the street like a gust of wind, causing passers-by and roadside vendors to dodge.Later, he was arrested several times by Wei Qing, and he was punished a lot, finally he got rid of this bad habit.

Passers-by on the street saw a handsome young man with cold eyebrows and evil eyes, full of dignity, leading a bay red horse that looked out of ordinary at first sight, the cuffs of black clothes on his body were embroidered with cloud patterns with silver silk, and his belt was tied with gold silk. The jade belt is made of the rare blood pattern jade from Loulan.The golden bell on the horse's neck sang a voiceless sound, and although the saber hanging on the saddle was not out of its sheath, the sword could be heard faintly, and the cold air was dense.

Everyone stopped for a moment to watch this cold young man pass by them without turning their eyes. Occasionally, a few bold girls wanted to throw their handkerchiefs to him, but he inadvertently passed by.Everyone in Chang'an City knew that General Hussars lived in Jiazi Street in the past, but very few people recognized him.

One is that Huo Qubing has already moved out of the Changping Marquis Mansion, because even if he wanted to come to the door because of the drunken aphasia, he was afraid of making Wei Qing angry again, so he hesitated to come.The second is that many people saw him after the army squadron returned to the court. Huo Qubing was riding on a horse. Even if their necks were sore, they couldn't see the true face of Hussar General.

Huo Qubing hadn't crossed a horse in the street since Wei Qing taught him a lesson, but it was the first time he led a horse through the downtown area by himself.He didn't care about the probing eyes of passers-by on him, he didn't even care about the thousands of troops of the Huns, let alone these things.

He was not walking fast, and the hand holding the horse's rein was a little tight.Pursing her thin lips, she thought about how she should speak when she arrived at Changping Hou Mansion later.

He wanted to ask if his uncle would agree to let him come back and live for a few days.The champion mansion in the west of the city is too desolate, Huo Guang has already gone to Yulin to be an official, and he can only feel the bone-chilling cold inside alone.

Nothing like home.

"Quill?"

While thinking about it, Huo Qubing suddenly heard someone calling him.With a gentle and familiar tone, Huo Qubing turned around and saw Wei Qing standing on the side of the street looking at him with a smile.

"uncle!"

A smile appeared on the handsome face covered by the ice shell as if the ice had melted, and two childish dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Uncle, why are you here? I'm going to the house to find you."

"Why did you come to see uncle? You have your own mansion and you won't come back, so you're here to eat again?" Wei Qing teased deliberately, in order not to embarrass Huo Qubing too much.After all, Huo Qubing hadn't been to the Marquis of Changping's residence for half a year, and only the two of them knew the reason.

"How can a nephew go to uncle's house to be called Cengfan?" Huo Qubing refused to obey, and saw Wei Qing holding something wrapped in oil paper in his hand.

Curiously asked: "Uncle, what are you wrapping in oiled paper?"

Wei Qing smiled, opened the oil paper and put two yellow sesame seed cakes inside.

"Is this sesame seed cake?" Huo Qubing asked.He only ate it when he was a child, and his uncle bought it for him to coax him.At that time, I only thought that although the biscuits were just noodle cakes, they were extraordinarily sweet, and they were even more delicious than the cakes made by the royal chef in the palace.Since then, I haven't tasted it again for more than ten years.

Wei Qing nodded and took out one: "Do you want Qubing?"

Huo Qubing nodded and opened his mouth to take one away from Wei Qing's hand, making his mouth full of oil.Wei Qing shook his head helplessly at his childish behavior, but he didn't bring anything to wipe his mouth.

"Why don't uncle come to the sick mansion?" Huo Qubing said with a slurred biscuit in his mouth, "Uncle hasn't been there yet."

Wei Qing nodded and said, "If you are willing to let uncle go, of course you can."

Huo Qubing received Wei Qing's reply, his eyes were bent into beautiful crescents.Wei Qing led the horse for him so that he could hold the biscuits with his hands, Huo Qubing stubbornly wanted to hold Wei Qing's hand and walk together.

"Uncle, the biscuits are so delicious." Huo Qubing finished eating two or three mouthfuls, and said, "Uncle, can I buy more for Qubing tomorrow?"

"Are you still short of money to sell sesame seed cakes? Stupid boy." Wei Qing patted Huo Qubing on the head and scolded with a smile.

"It's different, the pancakes bought by uncle are the best!"