Now that these people were prisoners, provoked by Zhao Xiu all the way, they were filled with resentment when they saw the culprits, such as Minister Wang and Minister Luo. They wondered if it weren't for the instigation of these nobles, how could they have believed that the imperial court was dissatisfied with them, and thus become disloyal and aided the tyrant?
They glared at Wang and Luo fiercely. If they were not tied up, they would have beaten them up to vent their hatred.
With Guo Yuanzhen and his men imprisoned, Mu Cong was also restless. He asked the patrol officer to come over and ask, "Excuse me, has the officer seen my student Zhao Xiu?"
The patrolman thought for a moment and shook his head, "I didn't see it."
Mu Cong's heart also sank, and he asked again, "Has Lou Shaoqing returned?"
The patrolman nodded, "I'm back, I just arrived too."
Mu Cong also hurriedly asked, "Sir, could you please pass on my message requesting an audience?"
The patrolman said, "I'm afraid that's not possible. My Lord is about to go to the palace with Qing Zheng and can't come at the moment. How about I pass on the message for you tomorrow?"
"But..." Mu Cong was about to ask again when he heard a familiar voice coming from the corridor.
"Teacher!" The person who came was Zhao Xiu.
Mu Cong also looked over in surprise. After seeing who it was, he quickly reached out to him, "Xiehua, you're back?"
Zhao Xiu quickly stepped forward and shook his hand. Seeing the tears in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel sad. Then he looked him up and down and said, "Teacher, you have lost a lot of weight. Are you feeling unwell?"
"You caught a cold a few days ago, but you're fine now." Mu Cong also saw that Zhao Xiu was dark and thin, and he couldn't help but feel distressed. "I've suffered so much for you."
All the dangers and troubles along the way were forgotten under Mu Congye's care. Zhao Xiu patted his hands and said with emotion, "It was worth it."
Mu Cong also understood what he meant and suddenly felt sad.
The officer who had escorted Zhao Xiu came over and opened the cell door. He said to the teacher and student, "The master has ordered that you be placed in the same cell."
The two of them were more than happy to do so.
The officer opened the cell, and Zhao Xiu walked in and knelt down to pay his respects, "Teacher."
Mu Cong also hurriedly helped him up, "Okay, okay, just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival, our master and disciple are finally reunited."
Before they knew it, it was Mid-Autumn Festival again. Zhao Xiu sighed, "It's a pity that we can't eat the mooncakes made by Master's Wife and Lan Jing this Mid-Autumn Festival."
Speaking of his wife and daughter, Mu Cong couldn't help but feel sad, "I wonder how they are doing in Gusu."
The two of them sat facing each other. Zhao Xiu poured him a cup of tea and then whispered, "Teacher, don't worry. We will be reunited soon."
Mu Cong was also stunned.
————Reunion dividing line————
House.
After Lou Jing returned home, he couldn't wait to tell his wife the good news.
"Madam, our son is back!"
Yinyin also informed everyone about the young master's return, and the maids, servants, and managers all became excited.
Mrs. Lou also lost her composure and hurried out of the house. Seeing this, Lou Jing quickly stepped forward to catch her, "Don't worry, madam. Watch your step."
"Where is Yunchun?" Mrs. Lou looked behind him, but did not see her son.
Lou Jing led her into the house and said, "First, go to the Dali Temple to complete the errands, then go to the palace to report to the emperor, and you will be back later."
"Is he okay?"
"He has become thinner and darker, and he may have some injuries on his body, but he doesn't look serious." After the two of them entered the house, he asked Mrs. Lou to sit down, and then called the maids and old women to prepare to welcome his son.
He first instructed Yin Yin to send a servant to invite a doctor to wait, and then asked another maid to ask the kitchen to prepare a light and nourishing banquet to welcome his son. He also asked someone to find fresh willow branches, pomelo leaves, etc., to drive away the evil spirits for Lou Yunchun before he entered the house.
"By the way, sweep the young master's room again, and use the bedding and pillows that were aired yesterday."
“Hot water must be available at all times.”
"And light the big lantern at the door, so that the garden, the courtyard, and the house are all illuminated."
"His study and bedroom were filled with incense, the scent of Broken Rock, his favorite."
"Pick some pomegranates, oranges, and pears from the garden. They're still a while away from being eaten, but they look festive enough."
Everyone in the yard suddenly became busy.
Lou Jing sorted things out in his mind and thought of nothing else, then went back into the house to accompany his wife.
But when he returned to the house, he saw his wife with a wooden face and silently shedding tears. He was immediately startled and hurried forward to comfort her, "Madam, don't cry. Our son is back. We should be happy."
Mrs. Lou wiped her face with her handkerchief and said after a while, "I am crying for joy."
Lou Jing took the handkerchief and wiped her tears, then smiled and said, "When we were young, no matter how difficult it was, you never cried. Now it's hard for you to cry every few days for these two children."
He cried when he missed his son, and he cried when he missed Xu Jiang. Now that his son has returned, he still cries. He cries with both sadness and joy.
"The older you get, the softer your heart becomes." Mrs. Lou felt a little embarrassed.
Lou Jing sat down with her, put his arm around her and whispered, "Don't be afraid to tell my wife, I couldn't hold back my tears when I saw my son today."
Mrs. Lou burst into laughter.
Lou Jing hugged her tightly and said, "I'm really scared this time. Do you know? Three of the eight children who went with him died in the battle."
Mrs. Lou's heart trembled.
"Looking at the three coffins and their grief-stricken families, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of danger they faced to lose their lives, and how he survived. I also couldn't help but wonder what we would have done if he hadn't survived."
They are a pair of worry-free parents.
From childhood to adulthood, Lou Yunchun had never given his wife any worry, whether studying, taking the imperial examinations, or investigating cases and apprehending criminals after entering the Dali Temple. As a result, the couple left many of his affairs to their own devices, never asking questions or interfering, and even became quite dependent on him in some matters.
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