The Rebirth of Da Yan

Chang'an, the capital of the Han Dynasty, is the palace of the Qing.

The Qing Mansion in the downtown area is in a state of chill today.The servants in the mansion were silent, even the yellow dog who always loved to bark was silent, except for the rustling of fallen leaves, there was only the faint sobbing sound from the depths of the mansion.

Imperial Physician Pei was invited by Qing's family for the third time today, he shook his head, and said to Qing Feng who was waiting at the side: "Your younger brother really can't diagnose the cause of Yun'er's illness, please condolences to older brother and sister-in-law." "Ah!" The high-ranking and important Sinonong Qingfeng let out a long sigh, and the wife Liu Shi who was next to him cried even more sadly.The boy lying unconscious on the bed is Qing Feng's legitimate son, Qing Yun, who has just turned 12 years old.He was born with dementia, unable to cry or laugh. The Taoist priest who traveled by in the past told Qingfeng that this child has not yet completed the karma of the previous life, and the body was reincarnated in this world before the soul. If he can survive the calamity of being 12 years old , will become a master.Qing Fenggui is a great farmer, but he gave birth to a dementia child. If it is spread out, he will be laughed at by others, so although he is skeptical about the Taoist's words, he still interprets according to the Taoist's words.

Unexpectedly, when Qing Yun turned 12 years old, he suddenly developed a high fever, and fell into a coma that night. Qing Feng sent people to look for the Taoist priest, but he didn't know his name or his hometown. Even Qing Feng herself had long forgotten the man's appearance and appearance. , how easy is it to find someone?I went to several medical clinics, and invited several imperial physicians, but no one could tell the reason.

Qing Yun only felt that strange suction pulling him to a warm place, he suddenly wanted to open his eyes to see the environment he was in, although he clearly knew that he was dead, so where would the dead go? Woolen cloth?Probably heaven.Thinking of this, he tried his best to open his eyes, and when he really opened his eyes, it was men and women he didn't know, and everyone was still staring at him in shock.

Qing Feng was the first to react: "Son! You finally woke up!" His body trembled, not knowing whether it was joy or fright.The wife next to her, Mrs. Liu, stepped forward and hugged Qing Yun, crying and laughing: "You scared my mother to death!" Yun'er has reacted!" Everyone rushed forward, crying and laughing and shouting his name.Qing Yun was confused, but still nodded his head one by one.Unexpectedly, everyone was even more surprised.

"Do you... know who this is?" Qing Feng pointed to herself.

"Daddy."

"What about her?"

"Auntie."

Liu's sobbing on the side became louder.

Qing Yun was very confused, no, there was no mistake, right?It was they who called themselves sons first.

But soon Qing Yun felt at ease, Liu Shi hugged him and cried: "It's A Niang! Yun'er finally knows A Niang!"

"Mother, my head hurts..."

Liu quickly let go of her hand, tucked Qing Yun in the quilt, and invited everyone out with Qing Feng.These guests actually came to attend the funeral, because the imperial doctor said that if the high fever still persists, it will only be two days, so hurry up and prepare for the funeral.Both the Qing family and the Liu family are well-known families, so there are naturally many people who come to help. Showing your face in front of the chief minister of the court, pretending to be close, and getting a relative is an opportunity that many people can't ask for, and they really care about Qing Yun. The fool lives and dies, except for his biological parents, there is no one else.

After the room became quiet, Qing Yun looked around.It was the first time for him, who was used to domes and felt blankets, to see such a spacious wooden house, with tall silk curtains one after another, and the light smoke from the incense rising up from the incense burner, hazy like a fairyland on earth.This must be what Mr. Zhaoyuan said about the big man, Qing Yun thought.

In a trance, Qing Yun fell asleep again. He didn't see a familiar Daqin bead on the table next to the bed. There seemed to be brilliance flowing in the bead, but it was only for a moment, and then disappeared in the darkness.Qing Yun felt that she had just closed her eyes when she was awakened by the maid. It seemed that it was already noon the next day, and it was time for lunch.

The maid looked no more than twenty or eight years old, she was wearing the popular yellow warbler bun, she had a graceful figure in a pink skirt, and her voice was melodious. Qing Yun was being served by her to get up and get dressed, so she couldn't react for a while.However, the other party seemed to have gotten used to his dazed look, and continued with his work without changing his face.Only when the clothes reached the sleeves did Qing Yun recover from his daze, and quickly stretched out his arms.When he looked at his hand, he couldn't help but froze again.This... whose hand is this!Qing Yun was a slave to the Xiongnu all his life. Although his master treated him well, his arm was also full of scars. This white, smooth and short arm could never be his own body!Qing Yun held back the scream in her throat and tried to make her tone sound normal: "Sister, where am I?"

The maid froze for a moment: "This is a disgrace to my maidservant, the young master can just call my servant Lianxiang." It seemed that the foolish young master would take the initiative to talk to her, Lianxiang was taken aback, and her voice was no longer mellow before, but became low You can't hear it, "Go back to my little master, this is Chang'an Qingfu, the capital of the Han Dynasty."

Qing Yun originally wanted to ask her to bring the bronze mirror, but when she saw how frightened she was, she didn't dare to speak anymore.The maid's reaction reminded him that he is now a ghost who has resurrected from the corpse. If someone finds out, he will definitely die badly and must be well concealed.Fortunately, the slave life in the last life taught him how to observe his words and actions, and be cautious in his words and deeds. Qing Yun did not encounter any setbacks on the way to greet his parents.

But Qing Yun had never seen the etiquette of asking for peace, so he could only tell his parents truthfully: "My child seems to have forgotten a lot of things."

The Qing family's parents have long accepted the fact that their son is a fool, and now seeing that he can speak and walk normally, and his eyes are red with excitement, they are not willing to blame him.Liu Shi immediately summoned her personal maid and asked her to teach Qing Yun the etiquette of paying respects.The program is very simple, and Qing Yun quickly learned it.Qing Feng and Liu Shi sat on the main seats, accepting their son's first greeting since birth, with unconcealable joy on their faces.Qing Feng, who has always been reticent, couldn't help nagging with Liu Shi: My son is finally healed now, it's time to go to school, the teacher must invite the great Confucian scholars in the capital, and the Qing family will choose a date for a big banquet. The colleagues who laughed at him and his son behind his back opened their eyes to see how smart and outstanding his son Qingfeng is!Liu Shi covered her mouth and couldn't stop nodding. It was the first time in so many years that she was proud of being a mother, and it was also the first time that she didn't feel guilty when she saw this child.Finally, I feel at home in this Qingfu.

The banquet of the Qing family was held on the nearest holiday day. There were a lot of guests on that day, and there were a lot of people who made friends, but most of them were colleagues who wanted to watch the fun. I heard that the fool of the Qing family recovered from a serious illness. How can such a rare event be missed!

Qing Yun was preparing in the other courtyard, and the maid on the side kept repeating the etiquette for meeting guests. Qing Yun listened carefully, deeply feeling that the etiquette of the Han Dynasty was cumbersome, while the Huns were much more straightforward, and most of the time they cut to the chase, saving both parties a lot of time.After the maid dressed Qing Yun, she went to see his wife, and Qing Yun stayed in the other courtyard alone, waiting for her parents to summon her.

At this time, a group of boys who were about the same age as Qing Yun and dressed in silk and satin suddenly ran in. The leader was the biggest and the voice was the loudest: "Hey! Isn't this a fool Qing! I heard that your stupid disease has been cured, and you still have to follow me!" Let's study together!" "How can a fool memorize words!" "You fool!" "Qing Yun is a big fool!" The surrounding children followed suit, and I don't know who picked up a stone and threw it at Qing Yun. People also threw sand and stones at Qing Yun, and the brand new silk clothes were quickly soiled. Looking at her clothes, Qing Yun suddenly felt angry.Was he being bullied like this when he was not on the child?

Take it as revenge for you!Thinking about it, Qing Yun threw herself at the boy in the lead.Although the boy is the tallest and strongest among the children, he will never be able to beat Qing Yun, who is shorter than him but is already 17 years old at heart. Don't be too easy to deal with a child king who is strong on the outside and capable on the outside.

"You...you dare to beat me!" the boy cried, "My father never beat me!"

"..."

"You are finished! Your whole family is finished! Do you know! My father is the prime minister!" The boy continued to wail.

The other children were too frightened to move when they saw the eldest being pressed down and beaten by a fool. This fool was not like this before.Looking at the boy's tearful face, Qing Yun recalled that Ruodi lost a fight with someone in his previous life and came back to him with such a crying face full of snot, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but later Ruodi got into a fight. He seldom lost, and he never saw Ruodi cry again, except for that day.

Qing Yun led the boy to the well, wiped his face with clean water, and then went back to the house to change into the clothes he usually wore. Although it was not as gorgeous as silk, it was clean and tidy.The boy looked at Qing Yun changing clothes by himself, and was shocked: "You can dress yourself!" Qing Yun was speechless. How could this group of rich and well-fed noble children have the opportunity to learn to dress themselves? Memory, I am afraid, is also a part of them.

The boy was a little annoyed, he didn't want to be driven ahead by a fool, even though it was just a small matter of dressing.But that fool looked so handsome in the fight just now, ah!I was the one who was beaten, we will never end!

When he arrived at the main hall, Qing Feng was a little dissatisfied when he saw Qing Yun wearing regular clothes, but soon he smiled again and introduced Qing Yun to the guests.Qing Yun calmly dealt with people's greetings, the words that the maid babbled before came in handy, everyone praised him for his good manners and gentlemanly style when the meeting was over.Qing Feng grinned happily from ear to ear, Qing Yun was highly praised by him, and then Qing Feng told him that he would be able to go to school soon.

It's just that no one thought at the time that Tianqing's family would actually cause a big trouble in the future.