The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1454 Can You Live Long
"It's been a lot of hard work for them to follow me these past few months. I will thank them heavily. Moreover, if they don't want to return to their original positions, I ask you not to force them." Qiao Xiaomai said.

Yang Wenxiao snorted lightly when he heard the words, "They are your people, how to arrange them is all up to you."

Qiao Xiaomai gritted her teeth, and repeated, "I thank them heavily. It's up to them where they will go in the future."

"It's up to you to deal with it." Yang Wenxiao lifted the tea bowl and took a sip. He held the tea bowl and put it in his hand to play with. "I wanted to vent my anger on you at first, and I know you have a sense of proportion."

"Your great love, I will always remember it in my heart." Qiao Xiaomai bit her lip and said.

Hearing this, Yang Wenxiao raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then said, "Your parents have worked hard all the way, you go and settle them properly."

Qiao Xiaomai quickly responded, calling Qiao Changshun Zhuang Lvhe and Qiao Daomi to leave.

Yang Wenxiao was talking about her parents, but not Tong Tiehu.

Tong Tiehu stayed in the main hall. He saw that Yang Wenxiao was in a bad mood, so he could only ask cautiously, "Your Majesty, do you have something to say?"

Yang Wenxiao continued to stare at the tea bowl in his hand. He put his heart into decorating the Qiao Mansion for Qiao Xiaomai Tong Saburo and the two of them. In the manor, he saw that the tableware used by Qiao Xiaomai Tong Saburo was printed with ears of wheat, so the tableware and tea sets of Qiao Mansion Wheat is also printed on it.

He prepared this specially for Qiao Mai.

The pattern on the teacup he is holding now is green wheat straw.

He stared at the straw for a long time before sighing, "Time is the same for everyone."

Even Liuli, who possesses the divine liquid, is dead, let alone Old Prince Bai.

And him, he is already 90 years old, even if he has taken the divine liquid, he still cannot restrain his aging body.

Time leaves cruel traces on everyone.

No one is immune.

Even though he is sitting on thousands of miles of land and controlling the fate of people in the world, he still can't control life, old age, sickness and death.

When Yang Wenxiao said this, there was an undisguised loneliness in his tone, Tong Tiehu couldn't help swallowing, how should he answer these words?
After thinking and thinking, he said cautiously, "No, in the blink of an eye, I have changed from a child back then to a stooped old man."

With Liuli involved, even if he got the wrong answer, Yang Wenxiao would not do anything to him.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Yang Wenxiao turned his eyes away from the tea bowl in front of him and glanced at him, the vicissitudes in his eyes became heavier.

But no, Tong Tiehu is so old.

With a long sigh, he silently looked at the roof of the main hall, the melancholy in his heart was hard to resolve.

He is not afraid of the coming of death, what he is afraid of is that the people around him will leave him one by one first, and he will have to bear the pain of parting from life and death over and over again.

"You said, can people live forever?" After a while, he asked.

Tong Tiehu was taken aback, and the cordon was pulled up immediately. According to history, if an emperor began to pursue longevity, he would not be far from being fatuous.

"My mother left very early. Maybe there are gods in this world, but the way to seek them is really hard to find."

"I heard that Bei Lingsu said that Bei Yun in her family has a good face." Yang Wenxiao said.

Tong Sanlang had already written to Tong Tiehu about Bei Lingsu's matter. After hearing this, Tong Tiehu hurriedly said, "Even if you keep your face, it's just a slower aging than others. You can hide it for a while, but I can't hide it forever."

Sooner or later, you will be stabbed.

The knife of time treats everyone equally.

(End of this chapter)