Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

Looking at the back of the man in purple, Ying Zheng felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. It seemed that he had been by his side for a long time, longer than a lifetime.But this feeling is also accompanied by an inexplicable sense of crisis. Although the enemy and ourselves are unknown at the moment, how can we experience the scenery of "seeing all the mountains and small mountains" if we don't climb the cliff?But who is this person?

Ying Zheng walked across the wooden bridge with the man in purple, and he couldn't help but praise: "The layman's small building in the middle of the lake is really ingenious. Living here, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery by the lake."

"My lord is absurd." The man in purple immediately smiled modestly.However, Yingzheng did not exaggerate. From the outside, the small building is located in the middle of the lake, and the surrounding scenery is unobstructed. The tall forests around the lake block out the sun, and when it is foggy, it looks more like a fairyland on earth; when looking at the inside, it is quiet and elegant, with grass everywhere. In the meantime, I just feel calm and nourish my nature.

Ying Zheng followed him to a stop at a chessboard and sat down.The man in purple holds the black, and Yingzheng holds the white.

An hour passed, Ying Zheng put down the white stones in his hand, and said to the man in purple, "Mr. is superb at chess, it is Ying Zheng who lost." Although he was unwilling, he was convinced.The seemingly erratic moves are actually murderous every step of the way.Whenever he thinks he has an advantage, this person always has a way to transfer the world, so that all the advantages belong to him. Thinking about this person's superb chess skills, Ying Zheng looks at him more and more enthusiastically. "Sir, why didn't you tell Ying Zheng?"

"Who am I so important?" The man in purple picked up the teacup at hand and took a sip of tea.

Yingzheng frowned slightly: "Sir, he revealed Yingzheng's identity with just a few words. Today, we are destined to meet friends through chess, but refuse to tell them their names. What's the reason?"

The man in purple shook his head and smiled: "I know your identity because you have not concealed your identity. As for who I am, it depends on whether the prince has the ability to know."

Hearing this, Yingzheng raised his long eyebrows, his phoenix eyes full of fighting spirit met those gorgeous peach blossom eyes, and he thought to himself that any things that showed his identity on his body, even Tianwen, he got it after he was in the frontier , the people in Beijing have no way of knowing how this person knows.At the same time, another unbelievable thought came to his mind, and he slightly suppressed the fighting spirit in his eyes and said, "Could it be that you are Mr. Han Fei?"

Although the question was used, the tone was firm.Han Fei stood up and bowed to Ying Zheng: "Han Fei pays his respects to the Seventh Prince."

Yingzheng's heart was constantly rippling. He didn't expect to meet Han Fei, whom he was thinking of, in this wild place. He didn't expect what he said casually in the past to become a reality today, "How did you recognize Yingzheng, sir? "

Han Fei picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Ying Zheng, his curved smiling eyes made everyone look like a beautiful fox, "Recently, I heard that the Seventh Prince returned to Beijing from Weijiang City to report on his work. The aura of gold and sword that only a soldier has, and when it comes to his posture, the prince stands like a pine tree, and even sits with a strict and self-restraint. It must be a habit that has been cultivated in the army for a long time. There is a kind of elegance and self-satisfaction of heaven and nobles. Besides, the sword in the prince's hand, although he has not seen it out of the sheath, but the sword's chilling aura is extremely majestic and majestic, it must be a peerless sword, and the owner of the sword is also It must be a general who fights on the battlefield with the sword all the year round. From the above, it seems that only the Seventh Prince Yingzheng is in the court where the nobles of Tianhuang still fight on the battlefield."

"The king guessed the identity of the gentleman, but he just said it casually, unlike the gentleman's swordsman who is justified. Earlier, the king read the article of the gentleman, and he was already amazed at the wisdom of the gentleman. When I saw it today, Yingzheng admired it even more. " Ying Zhengfeng's eyes were full of undisguised admiration.

Han Fei laughed loudly and said, "Why should you be humble, your lord? Now you are already a hero who is well-known and praised by everyone."

Hearing Han Fei's praise, Yingzheng was overjoyed and didn't care much. "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. This is just a matter of duty. Besides, the mere military achievements are in vain."

Han Fei raised his eyelids and heard what he meant. He suddenly felt that this person had a lot of ambitions, and he had ambitions and the strength to match him. He just needed a chance. It seemed that he did not find the wrong person.But His Majesty the Emperor has always favored the eldest prince, and has always been neither cold nor indifferent to other princes, and even has the meaning of sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight.

Yingzheng rubbed the teacup in his hand, the fine milky white ceramics had no variegated color, and continued: "Mr. Words? When I saw it today, I realized that Mister is indeed worthy of the four words "Guide the world."

"There are no accidents, only inevitable results. Human beings will eventually turn into nothingness. Between you and the world, it is just a drop in the ocean, but even if it is small, there are still things to do in this world." Han Fei looked Seeing that Ying Zheng restrained his smile, he said seriously.

The wind blew, and fallen leaves fell into the lake. The lake surface was slightly rippled like Yingzheng's heart, "Even if you and I are just a lighted candle, it is enough to light up the night, even for a moment." gone."

"Even if it's like a shining star for a short time?" Han Fei was a little curious.

Yingzheng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of indescribable confidence, "Since it illuminates the horizon, why not be afraid of the fleeting years."

Han Fei nodded appreciatively and said, "Some people can't be called alive all their lives, they just accumulate experience, while some people change the world."

Yingzheng laughed heartily, "Hahahahaha, I heard that Mr. is good at wine, but I didn't expect that even Mr.'s tea is so intoxicating, it makes people addicted. It seems that the king will often visit this small building in the middle of the lake."

Han Fei also laughed along with him, and said, "The humble house is remote, as long as the prince doesn't dislike it."

It was chatting again, and before I knew it, it was already evening.Ying Zheng finally remembered that it was time to go, and Han Fei personally sent him out of the small building in the middle of the lake. After saying goodbye, Ying Zheng finally set off on his way home.

When Han Fei returned to the house, Yun Yi, who had been left alone for more than three hours, looked at Han Fei with resentment, "Young Master, don't associate with him, he is annoying." Yunyi is still very angry with her kid's expression, and today the young master has chatted with him for so long, which friend of the young master can get this honor.

Han Fei took a sip of tea and asked, "What did he do? Didn't the two of you fight?"

As soon as she heard that the young master cared about her, Yunyi immediately felt aggrieved and said: "He actually called me a brat, and when he saw me, he put away his sword. My martial arts are so high that I actually look down on me."

After hearing this, Han Fei was really helpless, he helped his forehead and said, "He doesn't want to do anything casually. I think you have a short temper, you should restrain yourself. Go and copy the rules for disciples five hundred times first." He stretched out a white and slender finger and poked Yunyi's round head.

After hearing this, Yunyi felt that she had been splashed with cold water in winter, and her little face suddenly became pitiful, and she hurriedly pulled Han Fei's sleeve, "No, son, you punish me by squatting on a horse!" It's fine to pull the sword and flower at every step, don't punish me for copying the book, can't I admit my mistake?"

"If admitting mistakes is useful, what do you need to do with the ruler?" Han Fei shook his head and sighed, but Taohua's eyes were full of fascination, "Don't make me say it again." Yunyi suddenly felt that the young master's eyes were open. Peach blossom, or the black kind...

When Yingzheng rode back to the mansion, it was already brightly lit. Seeing Yingzheng entering the door, Meng Qi hurriedly greeted him, "My lord, you are so anxious that I thought something happened to you. Why did you come back so late? ?”

Ying Zheng's face showed joy, "I said that Han Fei and I will definitely meet, and today I met him in Zishan, Han Fei is really amazing!"

Meng Qi didn't expect that the prince had already found someone before he figured out how to "catch" Han Fei from the sea of ​​people.But something seemed to be missing... Suddenly realizing it, Meng Qi asked Ying Zheng who was drinking tea: "My lord, where do you want to make the catalpa for the little prince?"

Hearing that Ying Zheng was making tea, his hands paused, and his phoenix eyes raised coldly. Meng Qi immediately lowered his head, "My subordinate will send someone up the mountain to fetch it tomorrow."

"No need, the king will go tomorrow." Ying Zheng also felt a little funny. He had never had the problem of forgetting things. He drank a few cups of tea for Han Fei today and forgot the gift for Fusu.Taking a sip of the tea in his hand, he frowned and thought carefully, um, what is it, Han Fei's is better.

The author has something to say: Fusu: Father, what is Susu to you QAQ

Ying Zheng: For the sake of your teacher, my husband, please bear with it for now. . .