"Qing'er, you come sit down and tell me everything," Tuoba Xian smiled, pulling Yang Ruqing to sit beside her.

Since Mother-in-law insisted on not watching, Yang Ruoqing also couldn't force her.

In the letter, there were indeed a few private words that weren't really suitable for the mother-in-law to see.

Clearing her throat, Yang Ruqing organized her thoughts and briefly summarized the contents of the letter to Tuoba Xian.

“It’s mostly about Dazhi. I told him about Dazhi in my last letter home.”

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"Tang Yazi said in her reply, 'Respect his choice, a forced melon is not sweet.'"

“We've tried our best to find a balance between the two, but if some things can't be balanced, we'll have to make a choice.”

Upon hearing this, Tuoba Xian nodded. "Feng Tang is right."

She then went on to say, "However, he also told me that I should pay more attention to what's happening in Yangzhou as well,"

Even though Da Zhi might not grow up with us, we should still take good care of him and ensure he lives a worry-free life.

Tuoba Xian's smile became a little strained. "I was worried that he wouldn't necessarily need your care."

“That child, unlike Dazhi, has more darkness in his heart than light. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to return to Yangzhou,” she said.

Yang Ruqing lowered her eyes, her fingers tightly gripping the letter, and said, "Do your best!"

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"By the way, Mother, Tang Ya Zi also asked me to remind you in the letter that spring has arrived and the weather outside is warming up,"

“Mother, don't stay inside all day. Go out for a walk, enjoy the fresh air, and see the blooming peach blossoms.”

"But the spring wind is a bit chilly, when mother goes out she must wear a cloak, don't catch a cold."

Hearing Yang Ruqing's recounting of these words, Tuoba Xian smiled, her eyes filled with satisfaction. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

"Feng Tang is kind-hearted, when you reply, please also convey a message for him, to reassure him that I am safe and well at home."

Yang Ruqing nodded, "Mother, you don't have to worry. I will definitely write it in my reply."

Tuoba Xian then asked, "Feng Tang, can you tell us about the situation over there? Is the main army still stationed near Tongtian River?"

Yang Ruqing said, "It's probably military secrets. There wasn't much mentioned in the family letters, but with the current situation outside, things must be turbulent."

Tuo Bao Xian nodded, "It's hard to take over a mountain, but it's even harder to keep it."

Yang Ruqing said, "Indeed, by the way, Mother, have there been any news from Daliang recently? How is my cousin now..."

When it came to talking about the Great Liao, Tuoba Xian's smile vanished without a trace.

Ten years have passed, and the former young emperor is now fourteen or fifteen years old. He has been imprisoned by Tuo Ba Yu for ten years and has become a puppet emperor.

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“In the past, I was arrogant and unwilling to accept the loss of this empire. This decade of living in the countryside has given me a new perspective.”

"What kind of insights do you have, mother?" Yang Ruqing asked curiously.

Tuoba Xian said: "This mountain and river, there is no inscription of whose name. The mountains and rivers change, the emperor takes turns."

"But if there were ever a king who could bring about good governance, allowing the people to live and work in peace, and minimizing war, that would be a good thing indeed."

“Over the past ten years of the Great Liao dynasty, under the rule of Tuoba Yu, it...it has also been...”

"Mother, in these past ten years, the Great Liao has been constantly embroiled in warfare, both internally and with its neighboring countries." Yang Ruqing interrupted Taoba Xian's words.

Moreover, this Tuoba Yu loved warfare the most. During his reign of one day, he would only add to the burden of the people of the Great Liao. "

“These years of war have raised taxes on the common people. Such a monarch is a scourge to the people.”

Besides, Toba Yu's claim to the throne was not legitimate. He usurped the throne and disrupted the proper order between ruler and subject.

“Therefore, Mother, you absolutely must not give him your approval. As long as you do not acknowledge him and make it public, he will remain illegitimate, even if you confine your cousin, you still have to support him.” Yang Ruqing said.

Furthermore, Luofeng Tang is already the Great Qi's Protector General, wielding considerable military power.

Over the years, he's been working so hard. On one hand, it's to protect his country and family, and earn greater glory for his wife and children. On the other hand, it's also to wait for the right time to help Tuo Ba Xian regain power and rescue her imprisoned cousin.

“Mother, don’t be pessimistic. Some things can be let go, but some things you shouldn't compromise on, especially Tubo Yu.” Yang Ruoqing reached out to hold Tubo Xian’s hand.

The saying goes, "A gentleman takes revenge for ten years without being late. For great undertakings, one should plan before acting."

"We, we must have a chance. Please don't give up hope, Tang Yazi is always working hard!" she said.

Tuo Baxiandao: "Mother is already old, the fighting spirit of her youth has also worn away some, but you have a heart, mother will naturally not give up."

"Where there's a will, there's a way, we will surely win!"

Back in her room, Yang Ruocheng picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Luofengtang. After finishing it, she handed it to the soldier who had come to deliver the message.

The soldier is resting here for half a day today and will set off back to Tianhai County at night.

Apart from writing this reply, Yang Ruqing also prepared two sets of spring clothes for Luofeng Tang and some small snacks she had made herself.

How can the New Year be complete without cured pork, dried fish, and sausages?

These are the local specialties for the Chinese New Year, and they naturally represent the festive spirit.

Send some to him who is miles away, so he can also feel the taste of hometown's New Year.

"Huh, where did our parents go?"

Because Wang Cuilian was cooking dinner tonight, Yang Ruohua took some time to visit her maternal home next door.

But he found that Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun were both gone.

Xia Duo was teaching Feng'er to walk in the main hall. Seeing Yang Ruqing enter, she said, "Father and mother have gone to Aunt Meier's."

"When are you leaving? Is there something wrong? When will you be back?" Yang Ruqing asked.

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Little Duo said, “It was Grandfather who came before. Grandfather told our parents to go to Aunt Mei’er’s house a few times tonight and keep her company.”

Yang Ruqing understood. It must be Grandma and Grandpa worried about Auntie Meimei and the others being afraid, so they asked her parents to go around more and increase their popularity.

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"Dabai's grandmother had just passed away, and for the next forty-nine days, they were not allowed to go out to visit friends or relatives. Staying at home must have been very boring,"

"So they couldn't come out, so her parents could only visit her. Luckily, her family lived nearby, otherwise, she would have had a really tough time." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

After staying at her parents' house for a while, Yang Huazhong came back when she estimated it was time to return.

Seeing that there was no Mrs. Sun behind him, both Yang Ruqing and Xia Duo were surprised.

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"Father, where is Mother?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Yang Huazhong said, "Your mother won't be coming back tonight. Your aunt kept her to keep her company, and I'll go pick her up tomorrow morning."

“What?” Yang Ruqing was even more surprised.

"What's this for again?" she asked.

Yang Huazhong hesitated to speak.

This aroused Yang Ruoqing's curiosity even more, and she said, "Father, what on earth happened? Tell me!"

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