The happy life of the devil and the devil

Ling Yucheng was standing in Ma Hirano City, looking carefully at the solid and thick walls of the inner city, Yuan Shao was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a piece of paper in the memorial with great care, staring at the immature handwriting of the child, I don't speak for a long time.

With the army outside, if there is anything more important than grain roads, it is the communication with the capital.Nearly half of Ling Yucheng's manpower left in the fief and the capital is used to maintain this channel - usually a memorial every five days, if there is a major or urgent military situation, it will be expedited at all costs by eight hundred miles Pegasus plays.

The first two memorials were completely lackluster.From the beginning to the end, it is where to go on a certain day, which army to meet on a certain day, what the local weather is like, and what the terrain is like.It seems that apart from this, there is nothing to say between Ling Yucheng and him.

What a hard journey!What about your own mood!Thousands of miles away, seeing unfamiliar scenery in a strange place, do you think of me... When I was on a tour to the west last year, I chatted with you from time to time in the letter...

The only thing that can be called comfort is that in the memorial, Xiao Shiyi wrote a letter every day, which accumulated into a thick stack of autographed letters.

Children's travel experience, proud and proud complaints and complaints, are full of words that six-year-old children think are meaningful, but in the eyes of adults, they are trivial.The handwriting can only be regarded as horizontal and vertical. The gnashing of teeth and the structure of branches and branches can only be done by enlightened children, but it makes everyone who reads the letter feel heavy and full of warmth in their chests.

Looking closely, the distance between characters is still obviously uneven. It can be seen that many characters can't be written. People, of course, are self-evident.

Thinking of Ling Yucheng's respectful and routine work, but instructing and encouraging Xiao Shiyi to write letters to him every day, teach him to write, and patiently read the children's childish words in the letters, deep in Yuan Shao's heart, there is a secret and subtle feeling. The heat quietly expands like green shoots in the black fertile soil.

However, after receiving the second memorial, Yuan Shao once thought that he could only read this kind of thing until Ling Yucheng came back.However, it was only the next day that he almost exhausted all his self-control to not overturn the case on the spot when a report was sent to the capital on a fast horse.

Little Eleven was assassinated!

However, even though he faced an assassination, the tone of the little guy's letter in the memorial was the same as before. "My son, Yuen Long, begs my father, the emperor..." After the formulaic opening, two sheets of paper were filled with the sudden assassination incident and the follow-up treatment:

"Lang'er didn't scream at all! He didn't run away, and even stabbed the dagger! Well, only half of it..." He happily showed off his performance in the assassination incident, and then changed the topic, and became a little shy again. Confidently admitted: "But I'm still a little scared... Master said, it's good if you don't lose your composure!" Son, well done!

Then he actually learned to blackmail: "Master praised me later! He even said he would give me a reward! What kind of reward did the father give Lang'er?" No matter what your master rewards, the father will give you double!

Then there was a little grievance: "The guards blocked everything tightly, Lang'er couldn't see anything... When he saw it, everyone was pushed to the ground..." Otherwise, what else do you expect?Do you fight yourself?You'll have to grow another ten years to catch up with their size!Didn't you see that your master didn't take action for your safety?

The child's mood is as fickle as the weather in June, and just after being wronged, he started to laugh again: "Master asked why they came to assassinate, the assassin had a lot of teeth knocked out, and he couldn't speak clearly...even the master couldn't listen I understand! In the end, it was others who listened hard for a long time before telling the master!" Are you so happy because your master doesn't understand, son?

Immediately afterwards, there was another slight complaint: "The child of the Lu family, the master originally planned to keep Lang'er as a companion... But now, the master said that even if the investigation is clear, it is impossible to let him come over immediately... ...I heard that he is still sick..."Child?You call someone a child?He is one year older than you, son!

Rambling, chattering, hammering here and sticking, the feelings that are completely out of focus, just smeared two large sheets of paper.No matter how angry Yuan Shao was, facing this letter, he still smiled sincerely from time to time.At the end of the letter, the child seemed to be standing in front of him, acting coquettishly like pulling his sleeves and skirts, which made his heart feel hot again:

"Father, Lang'er misses you so much... When Lang'er comes back, can you sleep with Lang'er?"

very good.Judging from the letter, although the child faced an assassination, the child was not injured, and was not even frightened at all.This is already the best result... However, looking at the youngest son's autographed letter and comparing it with Ling Yucheng's memorial, Yuan Shao still feels uncomfortable no matter what he thinks.

The memorial sent by the fast horse, although it talked about the life and death danger encountered by the lover, although it kept pleading guilty to him, from the choice of words and sentences to the strokes and folds, it was still as correct as usual. Serene, without the slightest bit of panic, fear and wavering.

Changsheng, Changsheng... Do you really care about Xiao Shiyi's safety?The child is what you insist on taking out. Now that you encounter such a dangerous situation, you will not regret it in the end!

In order to take Xiao Shishi out, they actually had a quarrel.

It was the night when I received the military report and decided to go out.

All the details have been agreed, he covered his mouth and yawned lightly, wanting to catch up on the time before it was clear.Ling Yucheng stood up at this moment, his tone seemed casual, but there was an undeniable insistence:

"I think, this expedition will just take Lang'er out to gain some insight."

He always remembered the feeling of his heart being suddenly grabbed in the dark night.

Following Ling Yucheng's words, the lights suddenly exploded slightly, and then went dark again, illuminating the star-like eyes.There were five or six steps between the two, even if Ling Yucheng was standing on the ground, he didn't have to deliberately raise his head, as long as he raised his eyes slightly, he could see people clearly.

It was the same person, familiar figure, familiar appearance, familiar, somewhat stubborn expression...

For a moment, he couldn't even breathe.

The first to come up is even a guilty conscience—yes, a guilty conscience.Ling Yucheng's request was not without reason. After the smallpox incident, after he killed the palace servants with a stick but did not investigate further, Ling Yucheng should be concerned about the safety of the palace and his determination to protect the children as his father. And ability, I can no longer believe it.

Then, full of anger, as if to cover up this guilty conscience, it burned up.Almost instinctively, he suddenly stood up and raised his voice to retort:

"Changsheng, Lang'er, is also my son!"

He is my son!

It is my own flesh and blood, one of the few in this country, second only to a few most honorable people!

Youzhen personally sits in the palace, and Youzhen protects Lang'er by your side, what are you still afraid of, what are you doubting?

Still have to brave the hardships and exhaustion of the expedition, regardless of the danger of the war and all possible variables, insist on taking the child away, and take it to a foreign country thousands of miles away?

Under the light, Ling Yucheng shook slightly.However, that person didn't back down, but took a step forward, and replied with a more emphatic tone:

"Your Majesty, Lang'er, is also a disciple of the minister.--The only one, disciple."

They all know the meaning of this sentence.

For Ling Yucheng, Little Eleven is his only one, and he treats it as his own child that he has never had and will never have again, disciple.

For him, Yuen Long is the youngest surviving son, one of his three sons and one daughter--in the care and attention that a father, or a father and emperor can and should give, even without The method is divided into a quarter.

Yu Ling Yucheng, this little child, carried all the hopes and sustenance.

So, is Ling Yucheng so persistent... Even if it goes against his will, even if this child is to suffer hardships and risks beyond his age...

Yuan Shao thought a little bewilderedly.

From that day...from the day Ling Yucheng bowed down in front of him and said to him, "Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king", this person in front of him has never disobeyed even the smallest request. He's every bit of it.

Until now.

Ling Yucheng showed extraordinary perseverance in protecting his beloved disciple.Although it was still in a negotiating and pleading tone, the person in front of him had clearly made up his mind that anyone who wanted to hurt this child had to step over him first.

--Even his father, the emperor, is no exception.

So, do you want to say no?

In the short time left, try a persuasion that is likely to be unsuccessful, or use the power of the emperor and the lord to forcefully deliver the will, forcing Ling Yucheng to bow his head...

You can almost imagine the consequences of doing this.

If the decree is really ordered, Ling Yucheng will definitely obey.Regardless of whether it was due to his duty as a courtier, or because of the obedience to the king's will engraved in his bones, he would not disobey regardless of the official will.

Then, he would step back even further.Put more respect and obedience between the two, and retreat to the place where I tried my best to reach out, but there was no way to reach it.

That kind of future, just thinking about it, is already unbearable.

Yuan Shao let out a long sigh.

Looking at Ling Yucheng's tightly pursed lips, his tense, slightly raised jaw, and his gaze that was forced not to look away, no matter how many arguments and persuasions he had, he couldn't utter a single word.

"If you want to take it, you can take it." Yuan Shao heard himself saying this, after crossing Lingyu City, he went straight to the inner room to wash up.And when the two fell back on the pillow, a sudden thought made him blurt out another sentence:

"It's good to take him out for a walk. Take a look at this place in advance, so you can count in the future..."

Participating in this war of destroying the country in person, it is better to see in advance, this country that will be entrusted to him in the future...

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