Chapter 413: Up the Mountain
TongTiehu
He chuckled a few tis, “You should say so.”
“But now that batch of treasures is gone, without the evil aura to suppress it, wouldn’t heaven take away the harmony and prosperity of this place?” Yang Wenxiao asked again.
TongTiehu “…”
A cold sweat broke out on his back.
The loss of the treasure was indeed his fault.
He gritted his teeth and said,”Your Majesty, I honestly don’t know where the treasure has gone.”
“Hmm, you hardly know anything, I noticed that,” Yang Wenxiao nodded.
TongTiehu “…”
Every word hurt deeply.
It was hard to believe that the Emperor Eritus is an eighty-nine-year-old man, his quick wits and sarcasm were not lost to the younger ones.
“Tell about your childhood,” said Yang Wenxiao again.
Tong Tiehu stretched his head, not aware of the focus of Yang Wenxiao’s words.
The matters of his childhood, was he supposed to talk about his father?
That’s simple to tell, life was good before that woman showed up, he was the lawful son. Although there were half-brothers and half-sisters, it did not threaten his position.
Until that woman appeared and ensnared his father.
Then, for him as a child, the sky had fallen.
He was sent to a small town by the East Sea, and he was stranded. His mother spent the whole day crying and being lancholic, he was only six then, and lived each day delicately.
After enduring for a few years, suddenly one day, that woman sent soone to fetch him.
Then he ca here.
He ca to Anping Village, that woman treated him well, she treated him as her own son, and even left him so people.
Tingfeng Pavilion was built by that woman.
However, that woman died too early.
Perhaps, if she had been alive, he would have treated her as his mother too.
But there’s no if.
When Tong Tiehu finished with his few childhood mories, the royal carriage arrived at the foot of the hill, Yang Wenxiao got off the carriage, intending to walk up the mountain.
“Grandpa Emperor, the mountain path has been repaired, you can take the carriage up the mountain.” Yang Ye was worried that his health wouldn’t bear it, and hurriedly persuaded him.
“No need, I want to walk.” Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, turned and looked at Tong Tiehu, “Gu Sheng, do you hate her?”
Tong Tiehu hurriedly said, “No hatred.”
“You really don’t hate her?” Yang Wenxiao smiled, took the cane Gao Lian handed him, and set foot on the steps.
Tong Tiehu followed behind, “I harbored hatred during my childhood, but now, after decades, I don’t hate her anymore.”
If he was to hate, it should be his father.
His father had several won apart from his mother, he had seen through his father’s favoritism and wife-slaying.
The main problem lies with n.
Yang Wenxiao nodded in agreent after hearing, “That’s true, decades of ti, is enough to grind away the hatred.”
But, hatred can be ground away.
Longing cannot.
With the passage of ti, longing only deepens.
He gave a self-deprecating smile and looked around.
Rooster Mountain only has an altitude of more than five hundred ters, not high, the trees growing on it are also very common, he has always been puzzled, why would she have chosen to live here?
The land of Daqi is vast, with beautiful scenery, why has she chosen here?
This is an unsolved mystery.
Did she, back in the day, often travel in the mountains?
Were the land he was stepping on also stepped on by her?
He didn’t know.
He had no answer.
“Gu Sheng, speak of her, how did she teach you back then?” He opened his mouth again.
Tong Tiehu obeyed, cut off part of Tong Liu, and talked about a few details.
With his narration, the party soon arrived at the secret tunnel.
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