Shengjing Conspiracy

"Yanyan! Where did you go?!"

That voice was still yelling, but at this moment, Jing Yun's heart and eyes were full of the little baby in front of him, so he could hear other voices, not to mention that the little baby was still yelling childishly at this time, "Little brother! !"

The little baby still couldn't talk, grabbed Jing Yun's hand and kept reaching out to touch something, Jing Yun didn't know, so he had to squat down, but the little baby was happy, and the soft little hand gently touched his Eyes, stumbled and said: "Okay, look good."

Is the kid saying that he has good eyes?

Jing Yun almost thought he was hallucinating, but the sincere liking in Xiaowawa's eyes could not be faked, he really thought it looked good.

At that moment, Jing Yun felt that he had always hated him, and felt that his ugly eyes were not so ugly anymore.

"Yan Yan, what are you doing!" The voice came, and Jing Yun saw a pair of big hands taking the baby away from him.

He stood up and looked at the imposing tall old man in front of him. He didn't feel much fear in his heart, but just looked at the little baby in the old man's arms reluctantly.

Someone called Yan Yan just now, is Yan Yan the name of the little baby?

Who is this old man?

He is the founding marshal of the Sheng Dynasty, the Duke of An who was conferred by Gaozu himself, and the one in his arms is naturally his little grandson Wen Youqing, whose nickname is Yan Yan.

"Why did Yan Yan run out by himself? Didn't my grandfather say that you can't run around?" Old An Guogong wrinkled his face and pinched Xiao Wen Youqing's face ferociously. The direction of the cloud fluttered, "Grandfather! That, that little brother's eyes are beautiful!"

Children's minds are always obsessed with beautiful things, and old An Guogong also looked at Jing Yun, and found that this young man, although a little thin, has a tall and straight figure, and his immature face has a firmness that people of this age should not have. The most important thing is that Old An Guogong found out that this child is not afraid of him.

Maybe he has done a lot of killing on the battlefield. Generally, not to mention children, even adults who have reached the crown will be a little scared when they see him. His little grandson is not afraid of him because he was raised by him since he was a child. This boy is not afraid of him. It's interesting again.

"What's your name?" Old An Guogong pinched Xiao Wen Youqing's face while looking at Jing Yun indifferently.

Averting his eyes from the child, Jing Yun hesitated for a while, recalling the salutes he had seen before, he bowed nondescriptly to old An Guogong, and said, "My name is Jing Yun."

"The dragon lifts and the scenery goes, the name is quite polite, do you know how to read?"

"Learned something from my mother."

"Are you a foreigner?" Seeing his eyes, old An Guogong could think of the hardships this young man had suffered, but he didn't have much sympathy. Sometimes suffering is not a bad thing.

Jing Yun nodded, then shook his head, "My father is, my mother is not."

"If you are asked to go to the battlefield to kill foreigners, those who may be your relatives and brothers, will you kill them?"

"Yes." Jing Yun paused, "I was raised by my mother. My mother didn't tell me who my father was, and she didn't want me to recognize him. So I don't have a father, and naturally I don't have any brothers or relatives from other races."

He is so decisive at such a young age, and his temperament is also very human. This son is absolutely extraordinary. Old An Guogong is even more interested in this boy.

He took off the jade pendant around his waist, which was carved with the pattern of Pisces and engraved with the word "Wen" in the middle.

"This is my family's jade pendant. If I give it to you, you will be regarded as a member of my Wen family. Learn martial arts well and don't make me regret it." Old An Guogong turned around and left after saying this.

Jing Yun looked at Xiao Wen Youqing in his arms, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "May I ask what two words are Yan Yan for this young master!"

I didn't expect the young man to ask this. He mentioned that the murderous aura on his little grandson, Old Anguo Gong, had subsided a lot with a smile. Tell me, how did you get the name?"

The little baby smiled brightly, "Yan Yan knows! Being carried by Yan Yanxi in the lotus, Yan Yan is very beautiful!"

"Yanyan is so smart, grandpa will take you home to eat delicious food, shall we eat candied haws..."

Watching the old man and the child walk away slowly, Jing Yun didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He even suspected that Yan Yan was imagined by him. It wasn't until the next day when he was assigned a position by the military governor that he was sure that everything was real.

Numerous late night dreams, Ruyu's doll would appear in Jing Yun's dream, holding Jing Yun's hand and calling him "little brother", Jing Yun also thought about it, even if he forgot himself, he would never forget to smell it. Youqing, he will never forget Yan Yan who he misses so much.

Later, Jing Yun was as the old An Guogong thought. At the age of 15 and other children were still studying, Jing Yun had already gone into battle with a knife to kill the enemy, killing and cutting all the way to the bloody clothes. The 25-year-old Jing Yun entered the capital and was granted the title.

In the first year of Apocalypse, Jing Yun came to Beijing for the first time. He wanted to go to the old An Guogong to tell him that he was right. An Guogong passed away.

When the old An Guogong passed away, the first thing Jing Yun thought of was Wen Youqing. He must be very sad at this time because he liked the old An Guogong so much. It’s not that he didn’t hand over the greeting card, but the An Guogong’s house kept rejecting his visit until the end of the debriefing When Jing Yun left Beijing, he couldn't see Wen Youqing.

In the next five years, Jing Yun would get news about Wen Youqing from time to time. When he learned that the imperial envoy was Wen Youqing, Jing Yun was so happy that he didn't fall asleep all night, and every day after that, he ran to the city wall as a watchman. husband stone.

……

"...I still remember Yan Yan, but Yan Yan doesn't remember the green-eyed little brother." Jing Yun picked and told Wen Youqing the events of the year, but naturally he didn't say anything about the love, and it's not yet time.

Why do you say that he seems to be a heartless man who cheats his feelings? Wen Youqing really didn't expect that the two of them still have such a relationship. She rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and looked into Jing Yun's eyes cautiously, "Your eyes are darker a lot, If you don’t look carefully, you can’t see the green color at all.”

"Naturally, there will be no young people who are clear." Jing Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "I told you, don't you worry?"

Wen Youqing laughed dryly, "The general is joking, I have always been very relieved of the general."

Jing Yun's voice sank, "Yanyan, as I said, there is no need to be polite between you and me. The old An Guogong is my benefactor. Now that the old An Guogong is gone, you can accept this kindness."

Youen still ran on me before!

Wen Youqing wanted to think about it, but still said: "It's not good to call Jingyun like that, how about it, I'll call you Brother Yun?"

The young man's voice was clean and warm, with some softness of a southern minor tune, and Jing Yun was crisp from head to toe when he called Brother Yun.

"Well, Yanyan, is there anything else you want to ask Brother Yun?"

This person accepted it really quickly, Wen Youqing looked at him helplessly, "Brother Yun, can you stop calling me Yanyan?"

"No, Yanyan, do you have any other questions?"

Wen Youqing: "..."

Is this your kind attitude?