The mediocre minister of all living beings

"Yaoer, why do you never tie your hair?"

In midsummer, pear blossoms bloom all over the courtyard, the sun is scorching, the cicadas are singing loudly, and the frogs are everywhere. From any angle, it is hot enough to make people feel irritable. Wei Mingqi is so hot that he took off his shirt. He was still sweating profusely after fanning the cattail fan. Yao'er also felt hot but not as restless as he was. Sitting in front of the window and watching the children on the street outside the window spinning tops, Wei Mingqi asked about it and thought about it carefully.

"I don't seem to like to tie my hair"

"It's such a hot day, don't you feel hot if you don't tie your hair?"

"I'm used to it, I don't feel hot"

"Then I'll tie your hair." The person on the bed jumped up, as if he had found something interesting, he hurriedly brought Yao'er's dowry.

For a prodigal man in a brothel, the dowry is all his belongings. If one day he wants to redeem himself, the dowry is a sign of freedom, so it can't be easily shown to others, but for Wei Mingqi and Yao'er, there is no longer a relationship between them. There is no wariness.

Yao'er still turned his back to the house, looking at the children playing outside the window, and recognized Wei Mingqi looking for a hair crown from the dowry.

"This bracelet is in good condition." Wei Mingqi pointed the bracelet at the sun and looked up.

"If you like something, take it." Yao'er still didn't look back, looking at the spinning top downstairs that had been spinning for a long time but was kicked away by the big yellow dog and laughed.

"I don't want it, let me see what good things you have here, next time I will give you better ones"

"Don't give it away, most of the dowry is from you"

The high-quality suet jade wrench finger, emerald hair crown, ice bodhisattva statue, engraved silver bell, colorful glazed jug, rice paper, lake brush, emblem ink, Duan inkstone, looking around, not only the dowry Jewelry, Wei Mingqi seems to have given Yaoer a lot of things.

"Hey, what is this?" The person behind suddenly asked, Yao'er turned his head to look, the person was holding a plain silver ring with a tiger's head on the top of the ring, it seemed to be old and old.

"This is very fun! It's a tiger head and a tiger brain." Wei Mingqi put it on his hand and looked at it. On his white fingers, he put a tiger head that children like, which seemed very interesting. "Can I give this to me?" He grinned silly.

Yao'er also had a smile on his face, "Anything is fine, but this is not good. This is an old thing left by my father."

"Oh." Immediately took it off from his hand and put it in the dowry, "Then it must be put away, how can it be put together with other jewelry?"

Yao'er blinked and pointed at the ring, "But it's just a ring, where can I put it if it's not in the dowry?"

Not long after, Yao'er suddenly became a celebrity in Chunfenglou. The reason was that Wei Mingqi and He Youqi brought a large cart of ice from somewhere, put a big bucket in Yao'er's room, and kept fanning it with a rolling fan. It is the treatment only available to the emperor, and even the girls in each room of the Chunfeng Building enjoy the blessing, and each room gets a share.

In this midsummer season, the ice is first offered to the palace, and whoever can get such a large cart of ice is not the emperor's relatives.

"You're not the emperor, are you?" Yao'er asked him jokingly.

"If I were you, would you be my queen?" Wei Mingqi also joked back to him.

"If I become your queen, don't I want to cut off the roots of this imperial vein?"

"Then I can still marry three thousand beauties"

"How dare you!" Yao'er bit one lip, pretending to hit him, but was hugged by the man.

"My youngest son will be jealous." After that, he printed a kiss on the black hair, "he has a more cheerful temper."

"Yes," Yao'er replied with a smile, "I can still hit people." Turning around, she knocked on Wei Mingqi's forehead with her hand.

Seeing that He Youqi and Li Niang couldn't drink the wine glasses halfway up, they looked like they had seen a ghost: The two of them are too nasty, they can't take it anymore.

Xia Ya'er's body is indeed much better than other times, Wei Mingqi saw that he was in good health and liked to move, so he wanted to take him out for a walk.

It’s been a long time since I left Chunfeng Building, and at most I just walked at the door, always leaning on the couch and looking down at the window, thinking that I could also have a panoramic view of Zecheng, but I found that the sky in all directions is the sky in all directions.

The man behind him walked to his side, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, Yao'er wanted to avoid it in surprise, Wei Mingqi didn't look at him, and inserted his thick and strong fingers between the other's fingers, holding it tenderly and pamperingly, Then he turned his head and cast a doting smile, you are my youngest son... It is my long-cherished wish to hold your hand and walk under the clear sky.

The two walked side by side, clasped their hands tightly, and interlocked their fingers, not caring about anyone's gaze.

The streets are as lively as before. Drivers in twos and threes sit under the shade of the teahouse’s shed, eating watermelon with cattail fans. The red juice drips down the corners of their mouths. They wipe it casually with a towel on their chests, and continue to bite into the crispy and sweet watermelon. Whose child does not spit out the seeds when eating watermelon, the adults next to him joked, "Eat the watermelon without spit out the seeds, be careful to grow a watermelon vine from the belly button"

"It will be better when it grows up." The child opened his mouth and took another bite. "Isn't it because I eat watermelon every day?"

Provoked a burst of laughter.

The crowd surrounded by layers in the distance were listening to the storytellers telling stories that were true, false, and embellished. Yaoer found it interesting, so Wei Mingqi took him by the hand and went forward to listen.

The storyteller looked serious, and patted the wood: It is said that in the five years of Shuntian, the five sons of the former emperor fought openly and secretly for the throne. On the back cover, the killing was ruthless and bloody.When I was anxious for several times, I only heard that there was a Lintian King in the grassland outside the pass. He was brave and good at fighting. He is a hero who throws his head and blood.Several princes coveted Lintian King's [-] elite soldiers. They wanted to bring them under their command, but they were also afraid of being scrambled by other princes. For a while, the outside of the pass became a battlefield for killing and looting. The Lintian King's fief Utuna was instantly reduced to ear, nose hell, and the people The misery is unspeakable, from the old man with gray temples to the baby who just fell to the ground, blood flowed into rivers.Xiao Yong, the king of Lintian, is iron-blooded and loyal, unwilling to participate in the battle for the throne, and suffers from being ashamed of the people. In the winter of the sixth year of Shuntian, the king of Lintian and his wife brought a son, and the three of them jumped off the cliff to redeem each other with their lives. A whole year of fighting for the Promenade ended.Among the five sons of the later emperor, King Hehuai inherited the blessing of God, commanded troops to seize the city, and occupied Kyoto in one fell swoop. Following God's will, he inherited the last emperor's last wish and succeeded to the throne.In the spring of the seventh year of Shuntian, the name of the country was changed to Qitian.In February of the following year, the titles of King Hezhong, King Helian, and King Hejin were cut off, and the plaque was designated as a commoner, and his house was taken over.Giving King He'an the territory of Yicheng and retaining the title, and granting King Hexi the territory of Diting City and retaining the title, this ended the desperate battle for the throne.Later generations rumored that King Lintian came to the pass and had a son with a woman from an embroidered workshop in the pass. Because he was afraid of royal power struggles, the world didn't know about it, but before he jumped off the cliff, he passed on his [-] elite soldiers and tiger talismans to his son. Therefore, this Tiger Talisman is still in the world...

The storyteller slapped Xingmu, shocking everyone in the audience, and then said, "I know what will happen to this tiger talisman, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

"Stop talking about it again! I've come to listen to it three times, do you know where this Tiger Talisman is!" Everyone in the audience complained, chewing sunflower seeds.

"Hey, the secret, the secret must not be revealed." The storyteller smiled mysteriously while holding the copper plate in his hands. "Tomorrow, hurry up tomorrow."

Everyone gave copper coins in twos and threes, complaining and slowly dispersed.

Wei Mingqi turned his head and gave Yaoer a smile, "Does Yaoer believe in stories?"

He sneered and shook his head "I don't believe it"

"Why don't you believe it?"

"How can a storyteller's story be taken seriously"

"I think it's true"

"Huh?" She looked up at him suspiciously.

"When I was eight years old, I went outside the customs and met the legendary child once," Wei Mingqi said proudly.

"Didn't it mean that the child has been kept in the pass?"

"Didn't you say you don't believe it?" Wei Mingqi smiled cunningly, turned to look at him with his face down.

"Boring..." The man pressed his face closer, rubbing Yao'er's cheek lightly.

"I just like to see you like this." He whispered in his ear, "And the way you were on the bed..."

"...Naughty!"

On the street where people come and go, Wei Mingqi whispers unabashedly at the side of his aunt. The gentle and handsome man also behaves like this on the street. Under the pear trees full of flowers, scattered pear blossoms fall in his hair. If you take a second look at the side, you can see that the man in Tsing Yi who is being held by the handsome man smiled shyly, his cheeks were a little redder than Kazuki's flourishing pear blossoms.

The stories of the storyteller often arouse the infinite reverie of the common people, discussing the various relationships among the princes and relatives of the current dynasty like a seat, even if the emperor is the emperor, in a small city where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, it is just a pastime for people after dinner.Two or three groups of people sat in the teahouse and taunted and discussed the story just now, when suddenly they heard a child crying in a nearby place.

"What's the matter?" Yao'er bent down, touched the child's dark skin and asked.

The child buried his head between his elbows, sat in a corner, curled up his legs, and cried to himself. His body was covered in dirt, and the corners of his clothes were torn. It was probably a conflict between the children.

"Is your name Doudian?" Yao'er smiled, and when the child heard Yao'er calling his name, he raised his crying cat face and asked sobbingly.

"You, you...how, how do you know, what's my name?"

"I always see you upstairs." He raised his finger and pointed to the small window of Yao'er's house, "Aren't you very stubborn when you snatch the steamed stuffed bun from Aunt Wang's house?"

"Hmph!" Doudian turned his head and snorted, "Fatty Wang, he stole my sugar figurine! My father brought it back to me from Xindong'an!"

"You deserve it!" Wei Mingqi stepped forward with a slight sneer and said, "He stole it from you, won't you snatch it back?"

"He..." Doudian pursed his lips and said with shame, "I can't beat him"

"Hahahahaha" Wei Mingqi laughed loudly, "A man must be beaten if he can't beat him!"

Yao'er frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull Wei Mingqi's clothes. Who knew that he didn't mean to meet Yao'er at all, but said even more vehemently, "If you can't beat him today and let him steal your sugar man, next time he will take away your sugar man." Still robbing you, simply teach him to be good once, and see if he dares to bully you in the future!"

"What's the use of snatching it back, he must have eaten up the candy man!" Doudian looked at Wang Fatty's direction with a look of resentment.

"You grab it back if it's yours. The candy man is gone, and he can't even take the candy man stick!" Wei Mingqi grabbed Doudian's shoulders, lifted him up, patted the dirt on his body, and turned to him He kicked his butt, "Go! If you are a man, grab it back!".

Doudian frowned as if he had received some imperial decree, and ran towards Fatty Wang.

Yao'er shook his head helplessly, and said with a sneer, "How do you teach children to fight?"

Wei Mingqi looked at Doudian's slender back, patted the soil on his hands and said, "If I don't teach him today, he will be bullied all his life. He is a man, and what is his is his own. Don't even think about touching it. If someone robs him, he will be bullied." Yes, I will try my best to get it back.”

Wei Mingqi looked in the direction where Doudian could no longer be seen, his eyes wandered, and for a moment, those peach blossom eyes that were full of frost showed a bit of firmness. A trace of strangeness.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone~ Bow~~~