Chapter 466 Wan Muchun
"Our three grandchildren are still being fostered at the Duke of Yixing's mansion, so we'll return to Chang'an. At the end of the year, Dalang and Erlang will resign and return to Chang'an as well.
If I settle down outside the city, I can still make a living with the skills I learned in Lingnan."
Old Man Yang left Hongnong when he was young and served the emperor in Chang'an and Luodu, where he was quite favored by the emperor.
Hongnong is the root of the Yang family. In comparison, Chang'an is the place he is most familiar with and where he has lived the longest.
It was both the proudest place in his life and the place where he fell into disgrace.
I left with resentment and hatred. Twenty years have passed, and things and people have changed. Many of my former political enemies and old friends have long since turned into a handful of earth.
Hatred or resentment, they all vanish into thin air.
I just want my children and grandchildren to be around me, enjoy the happiness of family, return to my roots, and die with peace of mind.
"The craft you learned in Lingnan? As long as Wulang succeeds, that's enough! Where do you want to settle down? Wannian or Chang'an?" Uncle San asked again.
"It's all right. Let's go and see it first, and then make a plan." Old man Yang was thinking about finding a barren mountain to see if he could buy it.
Just like Erlang said, raising bees and pigs, the family lives a happy life.
Su Ying brought some sugarcane, asked for some, and planted some. In the future, she could expand the scale and perhaps produce brown sugar for sale. She would have no problem becoming a rich man.
"Wu Lang, there's an old house in Chang'an City that's been empty since I left. If you don't mind, you can take it and live there!
It's been uninhabited for twenty years, and it's a bit desolate. We need to tidy it up!" The third uncle patted his nephew's hand.
"Uncle San, there's no need. We'll rent a small courtyard next to the Su Mansion for now and move out once we're settled. We won't be here for long.
A year's plan begins in spring, and there are many things to do in spring!" Old man Yang smiled and shook his head.
He was very powerful at that time, and my third uncle's family depended on him and gave him many lucrative jobs to make money.
Logically, this old house could be taken over, but things are different now.
Now that my third uncle is the head of the family, and I have returned from exile with nothing, this gift feels like charity.
Anyway, I won’t be staying long, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t accept him. Why should I owe him a favor?
"Wulang, do you blame your uncle for not helping you?" His uncle's eyes turned red instantly.
He is over seventy years old, with the soil buried up to his forehead, and all that is left is a few shovels of dirt to cover his head.
I was so excited to see my cousin. When he just peeked through my fingers, our family made a lot of money. I will always remember his kindness.
I offered my cousin an old house as a token of his appreciation, but he refused, which made me sad.
"Why are you saying this, Third Uncle? As the head of the family, protecting the foundation of the Yang family is my primary responsibility. How could I blame you? I really don't want to cause trouble for Third Uncle."
Old man Yang smiled bitterly.
How could I not feel resentment when I was in trouble and exiled? I had offended many people, but I had also helped many people.
When they are in trouble, no one comes to their rescue, and some even add insult to injury.
Watching children die of illness and starvation one after another, my heart was filled with grief and sadness.
As time goes by, I have climbed out of the valley, but now I am old and have lost my youthful spirit.
It is human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. If I were in their place, I might not be better than these people. Why bother dwelling on the past?
"Wu Lang! If not for yourself, you have to think about your grandchildren! It's not easy to find a good house in Chang'an.
In the future, when your grandchildren grow up and have a family and a career, where will you find a house?
This house was given to me by you back then. I sold the others when I left.
I'm just reluctant to part with this house, so let's return it to its original owner!" Uncle San held Old Man Yang's hand, his tone mournful.
"This..." These words touched Old Man Yang's heart.
Yes, throughout one’s life, when one reaches old age, doesn’t one have to plan and make plans for his descendants?
"Someone, go get the title deed to the house in Taipingfang, Chang'an City!" Uncle San saw that Old Man Yang was interested.
The servant brought the house deed, which was slightly worn and stamped with the seal of the Chang'an County Office during the Wude period of the Tang Dynasty.
When a new dynasty was first established, those who refused to submit to the previous dynasty would naturally have their property and land confiscated.
The population and household registration in the city were cleared. Those with owners had to go to the government office to exchange their property deeds for the new dynasty's. Those who did not exchange their deeds would be regarded as ownerless houses and taken back by the court.
The Yang family is a large family with two concubines in the harem, and no one dares to touch their real estate in the city.
"Take it! Return it to its original owner, and I can finally put my mind at ease!" Uncle San stuffed the house deed into Old Man Yang's hands.
"Thank you, Uncle San!" Old man Yang thanked him.
Taipingfang is very close to Guangdefang of the Su Mansion. Go out from the southwest corner gate and cross the street to the northeast corner gate of Guangdefang.
It is only one street away from the Hanguang Gate of the imperial city, which makes it very convenient for going to court. You don’t have to walk far and can sleep a little longer.
"What are you thanking me for? Who would have thought that twenty or thirty years later, the original owner would move in?" When Uncle San saw Old Man Yang accept it, the stone that had been weighing on his heart for many years was lifted.
I failed to rescue him back then, but now that he is in trouble, I can lend a hand and repay the favor.
As the time of Wei was coming to an end and Shen was approaching, the two babies began to make a fuss.
Old man Yang stood up and said goodbye, the child was hungry.
"Wulang, have dinner before you leave! Today is Laba Festival, I have asked people to prepare a banquet!" Uncle San tried to persuade him to stay.
"Thank you, Uncle San. The two children will go to sleep after eating. It's so cold and they are afraid of catching a cold. It's better for them to go back to the inn and rest." Old man Yang declined.
After a visit to my family, my wish was fulfilled.
"Alas, it's all for our children and grandchildren!" Uncle San sighed and didn't try to persuade him to stay.
"Where is brother Cheng? Why is he not here?" The two men walked and talked, and Old Man Yang asked about his uncle's youngest son, Yang Shoucheng.
"Chuan'er is serving as the county magistrate in Xingyang. Take him home to take care of him!" Uncle San laughed. "This bastard is lucky. His son took him home to take care of him in his old age."
Old Man Yang was stunned, then he smiled, "Brother Cheng has been favored since he was young, and Uncle San has always favored him."
Yang Shoucheng is the youngest son and does not have to worry about supporting his parents as his older brothers take care of it.
His own son Yang Yingchuan was filial and took him with him when he was appointed as the county magistrate in Xingyang.
Uncle San saw that his youngest son lived a better life than himself, so he let him go.
My beloved baby, whom I have loved since childhood, is doing well. I feel relieved when he is alive and well, and I will also feel at peace when he passes away in the future.
"Our Yangjia Village is prosperous!" Old man Yang sighed as he walked out of the mansion and saw the village growing bigger and bigger.
"Yes, there have been many new additions in the past ten years. Now the village has been split into two, Shangyang Village and Xiayang Village!" Uncle San said with some pride.
The growth of the clan is also an achievement of the head of the family.
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle San!" Old man Yang bowed solemnly.
"It's old, it's old! It's time for the younger generations to take over!" Uncle San said with a smile.
Thousands of ships pass by the sunken boat, and thousands of trees bloom in front of the dead tree.
The old and the new alternate, the old is metabolized, generation after generation, the descendants continue and the branches and leaves flourish.
"Goodbye, Uncle San. Take care!" Old man Yang said goodbye.
"Take care, Wulang!" Uncle San's eyes were red again.
Looking at his equally gray-haired cousin, he said, "This may be the last time we meet!"
"May your Third Uncle live a long life! He still has to protect the descendants of the Yang family!" Old man Yang felt a lump in his throat.
Living to sixty or seventy is considered a long life, and being able to see old friends again means having no regrets in this life.
The carriage gradually left, and Uncle San stood in front of the gate and was reluctant to go back into the house.
As the sun sets and the snow falls, a few crows return to their nests.
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