Shuoyun Feidu

Two small sedan chairs were walking on the bustling street. It was just going down at this time, it was still early, and the sun in the morning didn't feel too hot. The street was filled with a variety of small stalls, shouting and hawking one after another, and the road was full of traffic. On the road, there was a lot of noise.

Suddenly, one of the green-draped sedan chairs stopped, and one hand slightly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair from the inside. At the same time, the person inside seemed to say something, and an attendant beside him immediately responded with a lowered hand, and walked to the road. In front of a booth next to him, he took down one of the delicate windmills made of bamboo frames, threw a few pennies into a small wicker basket beside the stall owner, and then returned to the sedan chair, respectfully holding the windmill. Handed over.

The windmill is pasted with colorful paper, as long as there is a little wind, it can be blown non-stop, it is very popular with children, at this time another person in the sedan chair opened the curtain, revealing With a handsome face, he said with a smile: "Beitang, why did you suddenly think of buying something for children like this?" The exposed hand was holding the windmill, and the person inside the sedan chair said: "...buy it back for Jiaqi Just for fun."

The sedan chair continued to move forward, and after a while, it stopped in front of a huge flower building. The environment here is elegant, and it has always been the place where many court officials, literati, and wealthy businessmen come and go. When they came out, they were dressed in plain clothes, chatting and laughing, while surrounded by many entourages, they both walked into it.

A clean private room on the third floor has been booked, and all the attendants are waiting outside the door. In the room, only Beitang Rongdu and Yin Zhibai are chatting and laughing freely, and all kinds of exquisite tea and snacks are neatly arranged on the table.All of a sudden, the food and drink were served, followed by two young women, Beitang Rongdu looked at these two beauties with high noses and blue eyes, dressed in exotic costumes, and said with a smile, "Hu Ji? Orchids with such beauty are not very common."

Persian dancers and diva singers have always been loved by nobles in the Central Plains. Yin Zhibai smiled and said: "I know how miserable life is in the army. Now in the capital, there are countless orchids and beautiful women. When you were in the army, you must have It's rare to see such beauties." Beitang Rongdu rubbed the fingers on his hands, smiled and said: "This is not accurate, I was in Miaojiang before, and all the Miao girls were hard to hide, and then I went In the south, there are even more beautiful women there, who are clear and gentle, compared to these blond and blue-eyed bearded women, they have a different charm."

While talking, the two stunning orchids were already standing beside Beitang Rongdu and Yin Zhibai, pouring wine and serving dishes for them. Beitang Rongdu took a few mouthfuls of food, put the wine glasses on the table, and sighed. Said: "Actually, speaking of it, the army is really depressed. How can there be such a comfortable enjoyment in Beijing." He raised his glass and drank slowly, with a trace of coldness in his eyes: "When I was in Miaojiang and the south, Apart from killing people all day long, I have to plan how to kill more people... Zhibai, you may not know, but now gradually as soon as I go to the battlefield, I can't control myself, my mind is full Just thinking about killing, killing, killing, killing so many people, those barbarians are no longer human in my eyes, like chopping melons and vegetables, sometimes I feel that I, even More like a beast..."

Yin Zhibai didn't say a word, just listened quietly to Beitang Rongdu, and could clearly hear the indifference and desolation in the young man's words... Yin Zhibai took a sip of wine, looked at Beitang Rongdu opposite, Smiling slightly, he said: "Let's not talk about this... Now that the entire power structure in the north has been stabilized, and it has the atmosphere of a new dynasty, it is naturally prosperous. The Central Plains has been ups and downs for hundreds of years, and it must be time for a change in the sky. "Beitang Rongdu nodded and said: "The general trend of the world is nothing more than division and reunion. As long as someone has the idea of ​​​​unifying the world, they will not be able to settle down. Even if the Central Plains seemed to be peaceful for hundreds of years, it would not last long. This day will be sooner or later." Yin Zhibai smiled, took the full wine glass from Hu Ji beside him, and joked: "You are famous now, and the barbarians in the south want your life. They are really scared of being killed by you... You are not afraid that in the future history books, you will be called a massacre or something like that? That is definitely not a nice name. "

Beitang Rongdu seemed to snort, and said with a laugh: "That will be in the future. When I was alive, no one would dare to write like that. As for the future, hehe... After I die, even if he is a flood."

Such words are really blatant and outrageous, even though Yin Zhibai has always been used to Beitang Rongdu's actions, hearing these words now, he couldn't help being dumbfounded, shaking his head while sighing and laughing, saying: "At first I thought I've already felt your temper clearly enough, and now after hearing your last sentence, I know how close it is." Beitang Rongdu also laughed, and the two of them drank for a while and didn't mention it.

After drinking for three rounds, Beitang Rongdu heard the melodious sound of silk and bamboo coming from downstairs, and said: "Uncle Zhuan... I know, although this title is not too high, but it has a fief. It is different, and in the future, it will also be the basis for generations to rely on."

Generally speaking, many of the monarchs rewarding their ministers are only given titles. For example, a certain Marquis, most of them refer to a certain place who orders this Marquis to lead him away. According to the prescribed standards, he receives the corresponding Lumi every year. It is by no means actually letting him control this place, and it is impossible to let this person's descendants be hereditary, not to mention that there has always been a rule that the title of the nobleman will be reduced every generation. The children and grandchildren became ordinary people, and Yin Zhibai's Duan Nan Bo, although he is not too high in the hierarchy of Duke, Marquis, Bo, Zi, and Nan, has real benefits and titles. , with the four words 'hereditary' and 'feudal', it guarantees that as long as the Yin family does not seek rebellion in the future, the title will be continued for generations to come. If the Tang family does not lose the country, the Yin family will continue to be wealthy and will not decline. Moreover, Beitang Zunyue is now the king of Han. If he can make further progress in the future, Yin Zhibai's current title will definitely be raised again. Mention.

So Yin Zhibai smiled and said nothing, just toasted to drink, the two of them enjoyed themselves for a while, and when they were drunk for a while, Yin Zhibai suddenly put down his glass, pushed the two beautiful orchids away, and then said seriously: " Beitang, this time you come back from the south, I have something to tell you in detail." Beitang Rongdu saw his solemn expression and knew that it must be a serious matter, so he nodded and said, "Based on our friendship, Whatever happened to him, you just have to say it straight.”

Yin Zhi's white eyes became darker and darker, he only looked at Beitang Rongdu with burning eyes, pressed his slender fingers on the wine glass, and said, "Beitang, now the king of Han is sitting in the north of the Central Plains, everyone knows that you are the eldest son of the king, but But no one dared to say that you are the eldest son, and the title of the "prince son" is just because you are the only heir of the King of Han, but you are not officially canonized..."

When Beitang Rongdu heard the words, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said slowly: "Oh, so this is what I was talking about... Father, he has never been married before, so naturally he will not have any legitimate sons." "Yin Zhibai picked up the wine pot, filled it for the two of them one by one, and said: "The king has never been married, the queen has not been established, and the harem has no owner. To say something taboo, Beitang, if you speak seriously, you can only You can be regarded as a concubine, and your biological mother doesn’t even have any status. The king of Han is now in the prime of his life. Once other princes are born in the future, in detail, his status will no longer be inferior to yours. As the son of a legitimate son, I will overwhelm you forcibly...Beitang, since ancient times, sons are valued by their mothers, and mothers are respected by their sons, so you must guard against it!"

Beitang Rongdu's thoughts turned slightly, and he took a sip of wine: "I also know what you mean." Yin Zhibai knocked on the table with his finger, and said: "The struggle for the foundation of the country has always been about the establishment of the leader or the establishment of the noble. You are now the eldest son, if you use the word 'gui' again, no one will have anything to say... In terms of biological mother's background, your mother is a young lady of the Beitang family, and she was the eldest son of the king. Could it be that he is not worthy of the honor of a queen to enter the Taimiao? Although he died young, it is reasonable to posthumously seal her title."

After hearing these words, Beitang Rongdu was silent for a while. In fact, he also knew that the reason why Yin Zhibai raised this matter was firstly because of the deep friendship between the two, and secondly because the Yin family was closely related to his own interests. , because there is no room for loss, and Beitang Rongdu himself, in fact, has not never thought about asking Beitang Zunyue for Beitangjia's name, but when he was young, when Beitangjia was alive, if Knowing that he got his status because his son begged Beitang Zunyue, he would definitely not accept it. After Beitang Rongdu left the fort, it would be many years after Beitang Rongdu came back, and Beitangjia had passed away for a long time. It was naturally put aside, and now that Beitang Zunyue is the King of Han, if he is willing to make Beitang Jia the queen, let alone Beitang Rongdu will be confirmed as the eldest son in the future, regardless of his qualifications or status. , are well-deserved heirs, their status has been consolidated again, and their political significance is extraordinary. The most important thing is that since then, Beitang has the most honorable position. Not only can they be relocated and repaired, they can be titled, and they can also enter the Taimiao temple with incense and fire. As a posthumous posthumous title, future generations can also bear honorable titles for him. What an honor, Beitang Rongdu loves his mother Zhongbeitangjia very much all his life, even though he may not value the status of the eldest son very much, but if he only considers it for Beitangjia, right now This proposal really made him uneasy...

Therefore, after Beitang Rongdu pondered for a while, he suddenly raised his glass and said with a light smile: "I have my own opinion on this matter... Let's drink." Yin Zhibai also knew that he had his own decision in his heart, so he didn't say any more, and ordered the two men anew. A stunning orchid came in, served and drank, and the two laughed and talked with each other, but they were also very happy.

When he was drinking to the top of his spirits, he suddenly heard the commotion downstairs, Beitang Rongdu stopped his drink, and said slightly strangely: "How can there be people making trouble in this kind of place?" As he said that, he wanted to order someone to go down and have a look: "It's so easy for me to come back to treat guests to dinner, and I don't want to discourage people." Yin Zhibai seemed to be indifferent, and said with a smile: "It's not making trouble, it's just some literati. The literati are more active than before, and some famous literati are often called here to gather here, write poems and have banquets."

Beitang Rongdu nodded, and said: "So that's how it is." The two of them are now on the west side of the third floor, half of the building is facing the sky, and there is a windshield bamboo curtain hanging down on one side to block the sun. On one side, you can just see the hall on the first floor, so when Beitang Rongdu looked downstairs, he saw a group of literati gathering here, ranging in age, but most of them were young people. When the country was founded, the martial arts atmosphere in the north was particularly strong, so whether these literati knew martial arts or not, most of them not only held folding fans, but also had swords hanging from their waists. with you.At this moment, everyone was reciting poems, and Beitang Rongdu listened carefully upstairs for a while, then turned around and smiled at Yin Zhibai: "Hey, don't tell me, there are quite a few of these people who are very talented in poetry. "Yin Zhibai twirled the wine glass with his hands, and said with a smile: "Naturally, not everyone can come to Guanyue Tower, and many of these people are famous literati."

Yin Zhibai said, waving the fan in his hand, and said: "You don't know, before you met the Hu people in Miaojiang and built mass graves, there were many people who said you were tyrannical, but these scholars did it for you. There are quite a few people who hold poetry meetings, and besides drinking and singing, the poems they write are all like gold and iron horses." He looked up at Beitang Rongdu, tapped his hand with a fan, and joked: "Beitang Why don't you and I join in on the fun?" Beitang Rong Du sneered, shook his head and smiled, "Forget it, writing poems and lyrics is not something I'm good at. Compared with this, you let me Going to kill people is pretty much the same." For a while, there were some calculations in my heart, and suddenly I felt a little emotional: "If you have learned martial arts, you will eventually sell it to the emperor's family...It is true that you look comfortable in the Jianghu, but it is not as good as serving in the army. Gain some fame and fortune, now is the world of great controversy, battles are always fought, and credits are always earned."

Just as he was talking, a young man with a clean appearance downstairs suddenly left his seat and stood up. He bowed his hands and bowed to everyone. Leading the army to fight against the barbarians, we literati, although we have never been on the battlefield in person, at the beginning, we also sighed that "we fought three thousand miles with one body, and once blocked a million troops with one sword", and gave birth to the heart of opening up the territory for the king of Han and honoring the ancestors. I am not afraid of your jokes , I have also learned a little bit of martial arts since I was a child, and now that the Central Plains are not peaceful, I don’t want to watch martial arts from the flat, so tomorrow I will abandon this fan and go to the army, and I will make contributions with the army in the future, so that I can comfort my life!" The man said , As expected, he threw the folding fan in his hand to the ground, then drew out the long sword around his waist, and pressed it heavily on the table, holding the hilt of the sword firmly with one hand. A tall young man of about the same age had already left the table, and said generously: "The ambition is to eat the meat of the barbarians hungry, and talk about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu with a joke! The son returned to Beijing yesterday, and I was lucky enough to see the real face. I really wish I could use my sword and serve. In front of the army, do the business of equalizing the industry and expanding the frontier." As the young man said, he bowed to the scholar just now, and said with emotion: "Brother Zhou's words won my heart, and I am willing to join the army with my brother tomorrow, I don't know What do you think, Brother Zhou?" Seeing this, the man hastily returned a salute, and then laughed loudly: "Zhou is exactly what he wants!"

There was silence around for a while, and suddenly someone broke the silence loudly, stood up and said: "If the two brothers do not give up, Huang will also ask to go together!" As soon as this remark came out, another person followed suit: "I am also willing to go together !"...

In a blink of an eye, the hall on the first floor was already full of voices, and it was indescribably lively. Beitang Rongdu looked at this scene with a smile, and said: "People's hearts are available..." Then he gave an order outside the door, and someone came in immediately, waiting for the order with his hands down , Beitang Rongdu picked up a candied hazelnut, peeled it slowly, and said: "Tell me what I say, don't disturb the people downstairs." The noisy noise disturbed the angry dignitaries and dignitaries, and sent their entourages to stop, but early in the morning, someone from Beitang Rongdu was by their side and secretly stopped them. , Naturally dare not speak anymore, just let the people downstairs be passionate and seething.

For a while, Yin Zhibai laughed while drinking wine, chatted with Beitang Rongdu, and at the end, embraced an orchid, played with her hair with his hands, and smiled at Beitang Rongdu: "Beitang, facing the beautiful woman like a flower at this moment, why do you It seems to be absent-minded, with a look of no desire and no heart." Beitang Rongdu smiled when he heard this, and suddenly said to another orchid: "Take off your clothes."

The woman obediently unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her smooth and tender body like milk. Beitang Rongdu put his hand on his chin, pinched the chopsticks with the other hand and pointed at the attractive female body, and said lazily: "No desire, no heart... Zhibai, you see, when you face such a stunning beauty who is naked, you must have desire in your heart, and your lower abdomen will slowly heat up - at this time, it is like when I was very young, I saw it for the first time. The power that my father showed in front of me, and I was awed by this power, and then, I hope that I can do the same one day, and I yearn for myself to become stronger."

Beitang Rongdu said, gently stroking the woman's towering snow-white chest with chopsticks, and talked with a smile: "When you touch the beauty's skin and your lips are intertwined, you will feel hot in the dantian, and your lower abdomen will swell. Keep opening the opponent's legs, ready to go in - this is like when I am a little older, I start to intrigue, fight in the rivers and lakes, make myself stronger, gradually hold power in my hands, and want to To stand taller... and these are just flirting foreplay with this beauty, but so, this 'desire' and 'feeling', 'turning clouds' and 'covering rain' have not really started yet , how can I feel lustful and infatuated, can I forget myself and devote myself?"

Yin Zhibai seemed thoughtful, Beitang Rongdu continued to smile, tapped the woman's flat and white belly with chopsticks, and said: "When the beauty under him throws himself into the alley, the flesh and skin of both sides intersect, and they are turned red. This is like conquering the world, leading the army to conquer the country... and finally the clouds gather and the rain clears, a cavity of essence gushes out, and the physical and mental comfort is unspeakable.

Beitang Rongdu smiled slightly, and while looking around, he said softly: "Zhibai, just now you said that I was absent-minded... In fact, it's just because the day of desire and affection that belongs to me has not really come yet."

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royal palace.

The majestic and majestic royal city is like a giant beast, crouching and squatting between the heaven and the earth. After passing through the arches in the royal city, you will see a few verdant ancient banyan trees with lush leaves and crowns like canopies. The quaint cornices are carved with auspicious Beasts, the glazed tiles folded the sunlight, and it hurt people's eyes.

On the small road paved with hexagonal stones, the inner guard who carried the sedan chair walked steadily. In summer, the weather is hot, and the place is surrounded by thick shade, which is cool and quiet. Walking here, the people in the sedan chair will not Feel stuffy and hot.

Beitang Rongdu almost looked at the palace beside him with great interest, the long pavilions and pavilions, and felt that there was some high-spirited joy in his chest, like a picture scroll of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers slowly unfolding in front of his eyes, he liked this kind of pleasure very much , and thought he enjoyed this feeling very much... Beitang Rongdu leaned against the seat, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his face, and fell asleep for a while.

At this time, the heat outside was getting hotter. After a while, a group of people carried the sedan chair and walked straight to Qianying Palace. Beitang Rongdu stepped down from the chariot, and saw a group of internal eunuchs carrying cold well water, splashing cold well water around the palace, using In order to cool down, the Xiangfei bamboo curtain is hung in the hall, and the snow-colored gauze curtain is heavily drawn, blocking the bright sun outside.Due to Beitang Rongdu's special status, he has always been favored by Beitang Zunyue the most, so naturally no one stopped him, only letting him enter the deep hall.

The celadon flower vases in the hall hold two or three fresh flowers, with a few wisps of delicate fragrance. On the chess table in the east is a plate of remnant chess pieces, with black and white chess pieces scattered. On the table, with a jade crown on her hair, she was quietly reviewing the official documents stacked in front of her.

After a long while, Beitang Zunyue suddenly raised his head, his wide lotus-coloured sleeves swept across the book case, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked towards the gate of the palace, where the carved gates that were suddenly pushed open seemed to pour into the bright, backlighting of the day and the place Someone with long clothes and black hair stepped into the hall, behind him was a shivering golden light, and all the light and shadows were once again hidden outside the door.

The more Beitang Zun put down his pen, he saw that person walking in quietly, and at some point a faint scent of jasmine mellowed into the air. He pushed aside everything in front of him and looked carefully, only to find that the other person's card was clear The picture-like face seemed to be a little different from usual, and the corners of the eyes were also flushed unnaturally, making the eyes more and more like waves, so he smiled and said, "...what, have you been drinking?"

Beitang Rongdu didn't try to defend himself at all, he just smiled and said: "After the court today, I went to drink with Yin Zhibai... I haven't seen him for a while." Taking a casual glance at the official document on the case, Bei Tangzun couldn't help but chuckled when he saw him smiling all over his face. He felt that the heat in his heart had dissipated a lot—after getting along with the young man for a long time, no matter how violent his temper was, he couldn't help it. After all, it is easy for this person to grind away the edges and corners bit by bit... He looked at Beitang Rongdu, and said, "This king is working here, and you can be happy outside, huh?" Beitang Rongdu listened to his father Saying so, after thinking about it, he suddenly took out something from his sleeve, stuffed it into Beitang Zunyue's hand, and said, "Then... this is for you."

Beitang Zun was startled for a moment, then looked at the object in his hand, suddenly he was a little dumbfounded, the thing was made of bamboo frame, pasted with colorful paper, it was a delicate little windmill, obviously It is for children to play with, and when the wind blows from the outside, it starts to rotate slightly.Beitang Zunyue looked at this thing, and asked suspiciously: "Are you sure this thing is... for this king?"

There was a hint of embarrassment in Beitang Rongdu's eyes, and his face seemed to turn slightly red. He didn't know if it was because of the alcohol, but he withdrew his gaze, as if he was defeated by the man's gaze, and muttered softly Said: "I saw this thing on the street just now and it looks pretty good, so I bought it. It was originally intended for Jiaqi...don't pull it down." Then, he stretched out his hand, wanting to take the windmill back.

But Beitang Zunyue suddenly stopped in time, leaving Beitang Rongdu caught in the air: "...This king didn't say no." He held the handle of the windmill, as if he had carefully looked it over a few times, Although the workmanship of this colorful little thing is relatively exquisite, it is actually a bit vulgar, but at the moment, in the eyes of Beitang Zunyue, for some reason, he feels that it seems to be quite good, as if eating a crude Candy, although it doesn't look like it, but it's still sweet after all... Beitang Zunyue paused, put the windmill in his hand on the pen stand, and rubbed Beitang Rongdu A faint smile fell into his eyes, as if he was comforting, or perhaps giving the other party a step, he said softly, "This thing...is okay."

For some reason, Beitang Rongdu felt a little joy in his heart. The slender and powerful right hand placed on his forehead by Beitang Zunyue, with warm fingertips, was gently stroking Beitang Rongdu's hair as black as dense algae. Tang Rongdu suddenly realized that his forehead seemed to be itching badly, and it was caused by the lines on Beitang Zunyue's hand. It was so strange that he raised his hand unknowingly, and pressed it on the back of the man's hand. On the ground, there was an unspeakable sense of tranquility in the huge hall for a moment—whether it is near or far, cold or hot, maybe no matter how big the world is, sometimes what a person really wants is just this. A touch of warmth in the hand...

Suddenly, Beitang Rongdu saw an ice bowl poured with honey on the table. He didn't like heat, so he brought it over, stirred it with a silver spoon, and scooped up a spoonful of crushed ice mixed with fruit pieces. He put it into his mouth, and immediately felt his mouth full of coolness, sour and sweet, so he scooped up another spoonful and brought it to Beitang Zunyue's mouth: "Do you want it?"

Beitang Zun Yue took a sip, and immediately stretched out his hand to sit on Beitang Rongdu's lap, and asked: "...you don't need to ask someone to make you some hangover soup, eh?" Beitang Rongdu sat on his lap. On his lap, his eyelids drooped, he casually flipped through the official documents in the filing room, and said, "No need, I'm not so easy to get drunk." , smiled lowly and said: "Why, are you showing off your drinking capacity with this king?"

The two were talking intimately for a while, Beitang Rongdu looked at the official document for a while, then suddenly stopped, and said: "Hey, what you wrote on it is... Well, I was just about to talk to you about this." Beitang Tang Zunyue took the folder that the young man was looking at, glanced at it, and said: "Civil and military imperial examination system... This is a system for the promotion of officials, and it is also one of the most important systems of the imperial court. This matter has not yet been formally formulated. , What, do you have something to say?"

Beitang Rongdu struggled to get out of the shackles of Beitang Zunyue, went to move a chair, sat down beside the man, and rubbed the ink, making the fine Hui ink dizzy little by little in the inkstone. Dye Kailai said at the same time: "Now that the political situation in the north has just been established, all officials have taken office. Except for the appointment and dismissal of the court, the others are either recommended or attacked. It is not good for us to directly abolish the system of yin and nomination, otherwise the people below will be prone to resentment, which will have a negative impact on the court, and it is not the way to govern the country... But in this way, those who come from humble backgrounds but have real talents are rare. To be an official." Beitang Zunyue tapped his hand on the desk and said: "This is natural. At the beginning of the founding of the country, there is always a need to proceed step by step. The king has decided to set up an imperial examination system, following the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty, selecting talents of all kinds, and passing the imperial examinations. , to gradually reduce the power of the clan."

While talking, Beitang Rongdu had already polished the ink, dipped the brush, wrote and drew on a piece of paper, and said: "The imperial examination system in the Tang Dynasty? It is still not very perfect. I have some ideas, so I might as well show them." , Dad, let's see how it goes." Beitang Zunyue smiled slightly, and said, "Tell me."

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... After a long time, Beitang Rongdu put down his pen, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said: "The last one is to implement the obfuscation and transcription system, and seal all the names, places of origin, etc. written on the candidates' papers, and order A special person will transcribe it separately, and when the examiner evaluates the test paper, not only does he not know the examinee’s name, but even the handwriting is unrecognizable.” When he said this, he smiled coldly: “I don’t believe it, who can learn from here? What kind of tricks are you making for me..."

For a moment, the father and son suddenly looked at each other and smiled, and there was a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. Later, the two worked together to sort out the case files. After everything was over, Beitang Rongdu felt a little drunk , he couldn't help yawning, and said: "I'm sleepy...Father, I'll find a place to lie down first..." Beitang Zun Yue heard the words, got up and went to sit on a bamboo couch by the window He beckoned, beckoning, "Come here." Beitang Rongdu went over as he said, and leaned on Beitang Zunyue's lap, playing with the jade around his waist, rubbing his head against his father's chest, smiling. Said: "...you sit here like this, how do you tell me to sleep?" Beitang Zun Yue held the young man's hand, and said with a low smile: "Then sleep together?" Beitang Rongdu pushed him away, smiling authentically : "I don't, the two of you are next to each other, and the heat is too hot." As he said, he lay down on the couch, kicked off his shoes, exposed the white socks with embroidered edges on his feet, and pulled a Tucked the flowered pillow under his head, looked at Beitang Zunyue, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, there is no place for you to sleep here." Idle things..."

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The sun is hot in the afternoon, and occasionally the wind blows in, making the snow-white silk gauze curtains fluctuate faintly, like waves on the surface of water.

Beitang Rongdu slept soundly, but when he woke up, he found that Beitang Zunyue was lying sideways beside him, sleeping with him on his neck. Sitting up, he looked at the man's flawless and perfect face with some hesitation.

Beitang Zun Yue fell into a deep sleep, and his closed eyelids showed that he seemed very at ease. Beitang Rongdu didn't want to wake him up, so he put on his shoes lightly and left the couch.

The official documents on the desk had been tidied up a long time ago, and they were neatly piled up in the corner of the desk, and the windmill inserted into the pen holder was still turning slightly. Langxuan, there is a half-painted painting on it. There is a small stream in the painting. A young man on the bank has not had time to add his eyebrows and facial features, but he seems to be very leisurely. He is just sitting under a tree with a fish in his hand. The pole was fishing, when Beitang Rongdu saw him, he smiled unconsciously, squeezed his chin with one hand, picked up a brush from the side, dipped it in thick ink, and drew stroke by stroke on the paper, for the boy in the painting. Add the five senses.

There is wind passing by outside the hall, which makes people feel comfortable. After Beitang Rongdu painted the facial features of the people on the painting, he seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied, and then gradually added flowers, birds, and swimming fish...

Suddenly, there was some movement on the couch in the distance. Beitang Rongdu looked up, and it turned out that Beitang Zunyue turned over and was still sleeping peacefully. Beitang Rongdu smiled unconsciously, and then turned his gaze away again. Back to the desktop.

But the next moment, Beitang Rongdu's expression changed. He stood there in a daze, as if he saw something unexpected-on the screen, a tall man was leaning against a tree, looking at the boy with a smile Fishing with a pole.

Beitang Rongdu felt as if his heart had been slammed by someone, and he was at a loss. He couldn't remember when he drew this person, but he knew irrefutably that it was drawn by himself. ——Unknowingly, in the wandering of the pen tip, the figure of this person flowed out...

Beitang Rongdu's hands froze, stuck there, he stood in front of the table, something in his heart was surging up and down, his heart was beating like a drum, at this moment he suddenly understood, he was in the deepest part of his heart, I don't know when, maybe he has begun to accept his father... The power of habit is so terrifying.

The pen in his hand trembled and fell limply to the ground——

The door he had been closing tightly seemed to finally be knocked open.