Shuoyun Feidu

Beitang Rongdu smiled and grasped the man's white and unstained robe slightly to stabilize his body, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about this, I don't want to make you angry again... Since I'm out hunting, So what did you get today?" Beitang Zun Yue's eyes were slightly fixed, the black hair on his temples was blown away by the wind, and he said flatly, "You can eat as much as you want, why bother with so much?" Beitang Hearing his bad tone, Rong Du asked, "Hey, are you really angry? Actually, it's nothing, not to mention that other people don't know, even if someone knows, but does he dare to laugh at me? I, Beitang Rong Du, have always I don't care what other people think of me when I do things... It's just a little thing, even if I owe Mu Qinghan, if I pay him back now, there's nothing shameful about it."

The horse under the seat galloped slowly, and the wind brought up the hair, the begonia in the hairpin of Rongdu in Beitang suddenly loosened, and then slipped out, let the wind blow into the air, and was thrown far away by the horse in the blink of an eye Behind him... Beitang Zun became more silent, but his face has gradually calmed down, but there is still some unpleasantness on his mouth: "Now that you are older, you are no longer as obedient and disciplined as you were when you were young, my lord." If you don't beat and beat, let you do whatever you want, I'm afraid you won't go wild to the sky!" Beitang Rongdu clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and sat firmly on the horse's back. Laughed out loud, said: "You are so old-fashioned when you say this, you look like an old man, obviously you are only 30 years old, and you are still a young man... Could it be because you are a father? Yes, there are many people who At your age, you haven't even gotten married, let alone have a son as old as me." Beitang Zunyue put an arm around his waist, and hummed: "Where are you talking so much nonsense."

After nearly a stick of incense, the group of people who went hunting had returned to Wushe Fort. When Beitang Rongdu took off his disguise, changed his clothes, and walked into the room silently, he saw Beitang Zunyue Sitting in front of the desk, looking at what seemed to be an account book spread out on the desk, the sun had set at that time, and although the room was not yet dark, it was not too bright either. A few lamps that were as tall as a person standing in the corner were lit one by one, illuminating the surroundings, and then he walked to the desk and poked his head to see what Beitang Zunyue was doing.

There is a gold thread wood pen stand on the table, on which are hung various brushes, cinnabar emblem ink, brush wash paperweight and other things neatly placed, the Beitang Zun now has no crown, and the waist-length black hair is only covered with A flat gold hairpin is holding half of it, and the plain white satin gown has swastika pattern rolled on the cuffs and front. She lowers her head slightly and quietly flips through the accounts. Adding a bit of a dusty taste, he actually looked like a young man of a noble family. In any case, he couldn't tell that he was the biological father of a 14-year-old boy. In fact, compared with Shen Hanyan, Mu Qinghan and Yin Zhibai, people are not a few years older at all. At the same time, I can't help remembering the scene when I first met him. I'm just a boy a little older than myself...

Beitang Rongdu was inexplicably preoccupied with these unimportant things, and he couldn't help being distracted for a while, but Beitang Zunyue looked up at him inadvertently, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "It's rare that you are so quiet." Tang Rongdu rubbed his nose with his hands, and muttered, "It sounds like I'm so noisy...Father, I'm hungry." The boy put it aside casually, and said with a half-smile: "Don't talk about anything else all day long, but watch the time when you eat, and you don't miss a meal. What do you mean if you are not a scumbag?" How could Beitang Rongdu care about men? He sneered, rubbed his flat belly and said, "Do you think I think so? I'm old, I'm getting taller, and I'm always hungry... Anyway, I can't eat enough for you. Come a hundred more, and you can feed I can afford it." Beitang Venerable sneered more and said: "I say one thing, you always have ten sentences waiting." After speaking, he asked someone to serve the dinner.

The two of them had dinner together, and it was already dark at this time, Beitang Zunyue sat back at the desk again, picked up some documents to read, and said casually without raising his head: "Why, I won't answer your Bihai Pavilion?" Beitang Rongdu twisted a wet towel and wiped his face, then said with a smile, "I thought you would be happy for me to talk to you here." Beitang Zunyue was noncommittal, just said: "You Since I'm staying here, I have to work... cut that lantern flower."

Hearing the words, Beitang Rong Du walked over, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a pair of small scissors from the corner of the case, and said, "Tsk, there are so many waiters, so you have to order me." , while taking off the lampshade of the plain gauze lamp on the desk to expose the candle inside, then used scissors to cut off a section of the wick that had turned black, and flicked it a few times, and waited for the candle flame to grow longer. After getting up, it became brighter and brighter, and then put the lampshade back on.

The father and son were speechless for a while, and the room was rather quiet. Beitang Rongdu stood by the desk, having nothing to do, so he spread out a piece of paper, took a tortoiseshell frost pen from the pen holder, and dipped it After dipping the ink, smear it on the paper.After a long time, Master Beitang seemed to be slightly surprised at how quiet he was, so he temporarily looked away from the official document to see what he was writing. The more he was startled, the more his heart seemed to be touched, and a vague and complicated meaning arose. After a long while, he seemed to sneer and said: "This seat... only has this virtue?"

There was a person drawn on the paper, who was sitting in front of the desk reviewing the documents. Standing beside him was a slender young man who was trimming the lantern flowers with scissors. One could tell who it was in the painting.Beitang Rongdu didn't raise his head, but just sketched the lines of the characters with a pen. The rice paper was spread on the table, and the tip of the pen was stained with ink to scribble and draw. While drawing, Du said: "It's just for fun, why are you so picky, besides, I didn't draw you ugly."

The light in the corner of the desk is warm and soft, reflecting Beitang Rongdu's blue eyes with warmth, like a quiet lake without waves, which makes people's heart throbbing. The more Beitang Zun looked at him, he suddenly remembered that he was with him In those two experiences of celebrating Christmas together with others, the child's eyes were not so calm and clear, but like peach blossoms blooming in the sky, hazy like fog, extremely enchanting and wanton, hugging her in her arms. The stunningly beautiful beauty was dripping with sweat, and even her lips were as red as vermilion...

A voice broke the silence in the room, Beitang Rongdu put down his pen, blew air on the paper with his mouth to dry the ink, and said, "Father, give me the 'Li Yi' sword you have so precious. Forget it, I like it very much." Beitang Zunyue seemed to be a little confused for a moment: "...Which one?" Beitang Rongdu raised his long juan eyebrows, and said, "You don't remember?" He walked to the south In front of a multi-treasure stand in the corner, he took out a simple long sword from the grid on the third floor, returned to the desk, stroked the sword carved with fish and dragon patterns with his hands, and said, "This one' Liyi' was obtained from the sword god Lu Xueren when you were 20 years old... When I was young, the maids in Yinhua Pavilion would often tell me about you."

As he spoke, he imitated the tone of those beautiful women back then, and said, "Your Excellency, do you know that our castle master is really the most remarkable person in the world... Think about that Lu Xue, who has been in the world for nearly twenty years, who has been away from him with one mouthful." I don't know how many famous masters' blood has been stained on the Yi's sword. It is known as the sword god, but when our castle master just reached the age of the weak crown, he killed Lu Xue under his palm, and never left this Lu Xue. His 'Li Yi' was also brought back... That is to say, from that day on, the title of the world's number one expert has fallen on our castle master..." Beitang Rongdu learned everything from childhood After hearing these words, I couldn't help laughing, and while stroking the pattern on the sword, I said: "Father, do you know that you are the dreamer of many girls' families, even if the son is so old , but there are still so many girls in Jianghu who want to marry you from Mount Jiuhua to Qilian Sea... When I was young, I heard people talk about you, and I often thought, my father is really an amazing person."

Beitang Zunyue only felt inexplicably comfortable in his heart, his knife-like side face seemed to soften the lines slightly, and said with a low smile, "You really think so?" Beitang Rongdu slowly pulled out the sword from the scabbard, His face was as cold as the morning sun, cold as water: "When every boy is young, he will worship his father and think that he is omnipotent... Of course I am no exception to this point." Beitang Zunyue is in a good mood , looked at Beitang Rongdu playing with the sword, and said with a low smile: "Since you want it, take it... At the beginning, Lu Xueren was also worthy of being an amazingly talented person, with high martial arts and superb swordsmanship." Strong, indeed it can be called the 'Sword God', if it wasn't for the fact that my 'Qianlu Jue' has already entered the ninth level, and it is the first time to reach the Dacheng, it may not be able to defeat him." Beitang Rongdu flicked his bright sword The sword body, sighed softly: "No matter how amazing you are, you will be stunning, and if you die, you will be just like everyone else, just like the loess." It is to lie drunk on the lap of a beauty and wake up to take power in the world, so that you will live up to your life." He said, watching Beitang Rongdu concentrate on admiring the sword, and leaning lazily on the back of the chair behind him, evil He smiled and said, "Why, do you want to learn how to wield swords and travel around the world?"

Beitang Rongdu smiled and said: "How is that possible." He blew on the cold light of the sword, sighed and said: "There are always some young people who think that the life of fighting with swords and trusting horses and songs is so chic and comfortable. They are envious of the chivalrous men in the storytelling books, who are famous for their swords and romantic beauty, but they also don't think about it. It is very happy, but if it is exposed to the sun and rain and sleeps in the wilderness, then what is there to be romantic? Experts also need to eat, and heroes also need to stay. These all need money and people to serve them. You can’t live by robbery every day. No matter how much a beauty loves a hero, she will never accompany the hero to drink the northwest wind."

Beitang Venerable laughed uncontrollably: "My son, you are absolutely right." Beitang Rongdu smiled and said: "When I was outside these few years, every place in the world, there are unsheltered fortresses. The people in the rudder and branch are serving, serving, taking care of food, clothing and daily life, and taking care of them. How can those knights enjoy the enjoyment I have? So it is said that the books are all lies Damn, I never want to be a knight-errant and hermit who travels the world with a sword in his hands." Beitang Zunyue sat in front of the desk, his white clothes were like a handful of snow in early winter, and his jet-black hair hung down on his robe. Bright and eye-catching, but slender fingers lightly tapped on the desk, and said with a smile: "Not bad."

Beitang Rongdu looked directly at the man, took a look, and couldn't seem to find a suitable description. Most of the men were always dressed in fine clothes, with gold and jade decorations all over their bodies. Those with light hair are really rare, but compared to their usual appearance, they have a more peaceful demeanor. The whole person is shrouded in soft lights, and they seem to be quite clean and quiet. For a while, it is not easy to look away... Beitang Rongdu looked at it for a few times, then retracted his gaze, then suddenly laughed lightly, and sincerely praised: "People say, No matter what beauty is beautiful, after seeing it for a long time, it will always feel ordinary and tasteless, but now it seems that it may not be...Father, you are really good-looking." Beitang Zunyue didn't expect him to say this After these words, he looked up at the young man, seemingly surprised, but he just smiled and lazily said: "It seems that you are the only one who dares to say this to your face. When I was 11 years old, I once When I went out to do errands, I encountered someone making obscene remarks...Since then, it seems that I have never heard anyone talk about my appearance in person."

Beitang Rongdu was stunned when he heard that, as if he couldn't imagine that this extremely powerful man in front of him would have the experience of being molested by others. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly laughed wildly with his stomach in his hands, and asked while laughing. : "That person...haha...what happened afterwards?" Beitang Zunyue said lightly: "I was abolished in martial arts, and sold to a nearby restaurant. It seems... for 500 taels of silver?" Beitang Rong Du finally stopped laughing, rubbed his stomach and said, "500 taels of silver, tsk, doesn't he look pretty good... Actually, it's not his fault. An 11-year-old child went out alone, and he was too good-looking. It's not uncommon for someone to stare at you, but he was unlucky, and he met the evil star of you, dad." Beitang Rongdu said while smiling and put the sword back into its sheath: "Father, when I think of "Haha, I just want to laugh..."

Beitang Venerable squinted at him with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "So funny?" Beitang Rongdu quickly corrected the expression on his face, and said solemnly: "No." While imagining the scene at that time, he unconsciously pulled out the lacquered ivory bone folding fan from his waist, nodded and said: "At that time...well, yes, it must have been like this? Saying that, I stretched out the fan and gently He probed under Beitang Zunyue's chin, and at the same time said in a mean-spirited voice: "This young man has such a good appearance, he is really a beauty, why don't you just follow me, how about it? "Before the words fell, my intestines hurt from holding back, and I couldn't bear it anymore, I almost fell down with a 'puchi' laugh, and asked with an intermittent panting smile: "Father, it should be like this... I learned Do you... look like it? ..."

Beitang Zunyue seemed to be stunned for a while, a bit of bewilderment flashed in the golden pupils, and it took a long time before he said with a low smile: "Where did you learn these things... But, you teased me like this... Sir, it’s very interesting?” Beitang Rongdu affectionately grabbed the man’s sleeve and shook it, flattering him: “I’ve never seen you deflated before, so I found it interesting, I know you won’t be annoyed Me, isn't it?" Beitang Zunyue just responded, his golden sharp phoenix eyes were not as cold as they used to be when facing other people, looked at Beitang Rongdu, smiled casually, and said: "You You are very courageous." Beitang Rongdu picked up the scissors, and repaired the candles on the gauze lamp on the table again, and the pictures of ladies drawn with fine brushwork on the lampshade were reflected clearly and lightly by the warm light, which was particularly pleasing to the eye: "Okay, I I won't bother you anymore, I'll go play by myself." As he said, he turned around and walked out, his wide sleeves being moved, flowing like a lingering wind, and the ring pendant around his waist jingled softly, only Leaving behind a trace of pear and fragrance aroma, still lingering endlessly.

Beitang Rongdu went out of the house, but didn't go anywhere else, he walked for a while, and walked into a room, where the fragrant wind was blowing, more than a dozen beauties in silk skirts were sitting in the room, or Sewing and embroidering, or chatting and laughing in whispers, is the time when a group of maids on duty in the second half of the night gather together to do needlework to pass the time, waiting to replace them in the second half of the night.When everyone saw Beitang Rongdu coming in, they couldn't help but startled. They hurriedly made tea and handed water, and made snacks. A few big maids went up to greet them, saluted with blessings, and said with a smile: "Young master is not joking around the castle master. Why did you come here?" Beitang Rongdu smiled and did not answer, but said: "What are you doing?" While talking, he used his hands to move the odds and ends on the kang, but they were some long-lived stalks, fragrant Bags, and things like tigers and zongzi made of silk, a maid next to her smiled and replied: "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, so I have to make these things." He sat down on the edge of the kang, took tea from a little maid, and said with a smile: "That's right, I came here to ask for some thread to make colorful thread for the Dragon Boat Festival." Hearing this, he unconsciously covered his mouth with a smile and said, "Who is the young master? There must be someone else to do this kind of work." Even so, he still hurriedly picked up some blue, white, red, black, and yellow. The five-colored thread came, and the room felt greasy, fragrant and powdery for a while, only the sound of warblers and swallows, and bursts of laughter.

The moon hangs on the treetops outside the window, the silver glow is pale, and a wisp of green smoke curls up from the incense burner, which disappears without a sound. He leaned back, closed his eyes and was quiet for a while, he was about to go to the place of his new favorite Meiji, but just when he opened his eyes, he saw Beitang Rongdu walking in.

Beitang Venerable raised his eyebrows more, and said, "Why didn't you go back to your Bihai Pavilion?" Beitang Rongdu walked up to him, holding something in his hand, but the other hand held up the man's left hand, Beitang Zun Yue frowned: "What are you doing?" Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man revealing something in the palm of his hand, but it was a variegated rope made of threads of several colors. Beitang Rongdu He lowered his head to measure the length of the rope, and said to himself: "Isn't it the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow, so of course I have to wear colorful thread." After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but looked up at the man, and said, "Have you never worn it? "Beitang Zun was taken aback for a moment, as if there was some bad memory frozen in the corner of his lips, as if he thought about it for a while, then he laughed softly, and said: "I haven't worn it before." Beitang Rongdu pursed his lips , and then smiled: "I used to wear this every year when I was a child. On the first night of the Dragon Boat Festival, after I fell asleep, my mother would wear this kind of colorful thread for me."

He pointed to the thing in his hand: "Don't look at it as simple, but it is very particular. It has to be made of five colors of thread, and it must be five colors of blue, white, red, black, and yellow. Theoretically speaking, they represent wood, gold, fire, water, and earth respectively, and also symbolize east, west, south, north, and middle respectively. I just made it, I haven’t tried it before, so it’s not very good-looking, you can just wear it, and you can cut it off when the first rain comes after the Dragon Boat Festival.” Then, he stroked the multicolored thread, Then he wrapped around Beitang Zunyue's left wrist, and muttered, "How come no one even wears this for you..."

At this moment, the candles were brightly lit, and in the light, the young man was wearing a jade lake-colored robe, bowing his head to tie the rope seriously, Beitang Zunyue seemed a little dazed, he had never worn such a cheap thing, but he I didn't move, as if I heard someone holding a hammer, cracking the hard shell with a 'crack' sound, revealing the nuts inside, and immediately stuffed it full... …

Parents, brothers, the former is indifferent to him, the latter they hate each other, in the whole Unsheltered Castle, only the strong rule is followed, and no one cares about anything other than him, including him——

Of course, they didn't care about him either.

It's just that what they don't care about, now, someone cares about it.