Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

Early the next morning, Ying Zheng was dressed in plain clothes again, carrying a wine jug, and it seemed that he was going to Zishan again.Meng Qi looked at Ying Zheng, who was getting more and more interested, sighed silently in his heart, and said uneasy: "Your Majesty will entertain all the officials tonight, and the prince should not forget the time when he is having too much fun." As soon as the words fell, Meng Qi He just got a cold slap from Ying Zheng, very nice and friendly...wiping off his cold sweat, well, it's hard to be a guard these days.He also heard Ying Zheng say: "When will this king miss the hour?" Meng Qi felt that he should have disappeared in place. Well, you are the boss and you have the final say.

Ying Zheng rode yesterday's black horse towards Mount Zi, one man, one horse, one sword and one jug of wine, quite like a knight-errant.

At this moment, Han Fei was carefully fiddling with the flowers and plants in the outer courtyard of Xiaozhu. His long hair was untied, and strands of black satin covered his entire back. His purple clothes looked like a fairy in a painting.Yun Yi took "The Analects of Confucius" and sat at the table lazily flipping through a few pages, it's not as exciting as martial arts secret books.Seeing Han Fei's contented figure through the window, I couldn't help but think to myself: My son is just good-looking, even holding a flower pot is infinitely more elegant than others!

Han Fei noticed the child's gaze drifting over, and was distracted again? !He casually opened his mouth and said, "Have you not copied enough disciples' rules?" Yun Yi's ears trembled at the sound of this fairy-like voice, and she immediately began to pretend to study while holding the book.

Looking at Yunyi's movements like a frightened bird, Han Fei couldn't help curling his lips. Suddenly he heard footsteps, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Ying Zheng.I heard him say again: "Today, Yingzheng came uninvited, sir, you won't be offended."

Han Fei smiled brightly, "It's a great pleasure in life to talk to a gentleman like Wang Ye, please!" Han Fei turned sideways and led Ying Zheng into the inner room.Seeing him coming today with a jug of wine, his eyes lit up and he asked again: "Your lord, is this wine for me?"

Ying Zheng smiled heartily and said, "This king is here to visit you, of course it's for you." After finishing speaking, he put the wine on the table.

Han Fei opened the jug, sniffed it, and praised, "Good wine!" Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel a little funny seeing the world-renowned talent move like a kitten.Han Feiman served two cups and raised his glass to Ying Zheng, "Please, my lord."

Ying Zheng clinked glasses with him readily, and before he could taste it, he heard a growl: "Why are you here again? Are you here to drink tea again?" Yun Yi ran to Ying Zheng angrily, thinking of Because of Ying Zheng, the young master punished himself for copying the Disciple Rules [-] times. After [-] times, the ink was written and he was almost useless. His chubby little face was full of anger and resentment. He pointed at Ying Zheng, "I want to fight you!"

Ying Zheng looked at the little kid in front of him who looked like a "resentful woman", "Little Yunyi, is your hand okay? Let's fight when your hand is better." Ying Zheng glanced at it with a half-smile and became angry. Yunyi with a steamed bun face specially emphasized the word "children".

Yunyi was furious when she heard that, and was about to hit back at Ying Zheng, but before she could say anything, she saw Han Fei's slightly angry face, "You are so impetuous, and you don't know how to be polite to guests, this is what I usually teach you? "

Seeing Han Fei's sullen face, Yunyi didn't dare to say anything more, so she reluctantly apologized to Ying Zheng, "Yunyi is rude, please forgive me, my lord." She glanced secretly at Han Fei and slightly With a warm face, Yunyi was slightly relieved.He also heard Ying Zheng say, "Although kid Yunyi is skilled in martial arts, he doesn't know etiquette. With Mr.'s careful teaching, I believe that when he grows up, he must be a good boy who understands etiquette and numbers." He emphasized the tone of the word "good boy", but he couldn't get angry again.No, no, no, no, you can't have the same knowledge as this bad guy, the young master said you have to be tolerant.Turning her head to Han Fei, she said, "My lord, I'm going out to practice." After seeing Han Fei nodding, Yunyi turned and went out, walked to Ying Zheng's side and made a face at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng felt a little funny looking at this childish behavior, and immediately thought it was better for his own son.Putting down the wine glass, he said to Han Fei with a little regret: "I came here today to deliver wine to my husband. Unfortunately, there is a palace banquet tonight. Otherwise, I should invite my husband and kill another plate."

After hearing this, Han Fei smiled at Ying Zheng, "Then Han Fei should be traveling with the prince." Seeing Ying Zheng's slightly puzzled expression, he said to him again: "My father is Han Wen, the servant of the household department."

"So that's the case. I just heard that Han Ye and Han Lan are the only sons and daughters under Mr. Han's knees. I have never heard that there is another son named Han Fei."

Han Fei smiled calmly: "Han Fei has been studying with his teacher in Sanghai since he was a child, and rarely returns to Beijing."

Ying Zheng said again: "According to Mr., Concubine Han Shu is Mr.'s aunt, and my eighth brother is also Mr.'s cousin. If Mr.'s talents teach his cousin well, I think the eighth brother will be able to achieve something. There was a hint of coldness in Ying Zheng's heart, and there was a trace of murderous intent in the narrow and long phoenix eyes. Concubine Han Shu was insidious, double-faced, and she would do everything for her son. She was the one who helped fuel the flames when she went to defend the border by herself. credit.So what about you, sir, since Concubine Han Shu and the Eighth Prince are all related to you, why do you want to associate with this king? Do you really have another purpose?

Hearing this, Han Fei laughed indifferently, "So what? Han Fei has never held an official position. As for the Han family, they are just useless people, let alone Concubine Shu and the Eighth Highness." .”

"How can you be a useless person if you are so talented?" Ying Zheng objected lightly.

Han Fei stood up, walked to the window of Xuan Xuan, stretched out his hand to caress the orchid by the window of Fu Xuan, "If I am useful, the prince will not see Han Fei here, the prince once said that meeting is fate, now Do you still believe in this fate?" The eyes looking at Ying Zheng are even more serious.

Ying Zheng also followed him to the window, looking calmly into his peachy eyes, "Of course I believe it, but I just don't understand it."

Han Fei shook his head, with a calm expression on his face, and said, "Han Fei was born with a crime, so don't mention it."

Ying Zheng saw that he was unwilling to speak, and did not intend to continue to ask. The answer just now was enough to show Han Fei's position, and he solemnly said to Han Fei: "In that case, my king will go with you."

Han Fei nodded slightly at Ying Zheng, and couldn't help admiring in his heart that this man was really tolerant.

A sudden gust of bitter autumn wind swept over, and even the dead leaves on the trees by the lake were blown to the small buildings in the middle of the lake. Han Fei caught a glimpse of the fallen leaves outside through the window, and said softly, "The wind is blowing."

Ying Zheng also followed his gaze, and continued: "Although the wind has passed without a trace, it will still cause ripples."

Han Fei walked back to the table, filled two more glasses of wine, handed one to Ying Zheng, and said, "My lord is right, it can be said that today's wine is too rare for a friend."