last night suddenly dreamed of mountains and rivers

In the night, there was a sudden spring rain, and it became colder and colder. In the spring of April with apricot rain and pear clouds, the coldness of winter was cold in the middle of the night.

Lan Jiansu was awakened by a dream, but after waking up, she was not sure whether she was awakened by the dream or by the cold wind.The door outside the wing room was not closed, no wonder the cold wind was blowing so hard inside the room.

Lan Jiansu put on a robe, got up and went to close the door.

Walking to the door, I saw a figure sitting on the porch under the eaves.

Based on the back view, Lan Jiansu recognized at a glance: "Father?"

King Zhenxian didn't respond, Lan Jiansu went around to him, and saw that he was staring at Yu without blinking his eyes.

"Father, what are you doing here if you stay up so late?"

King Zhen Xian raised a finger to his lips: "Shh, don't make noise, I'll catch the fox."

Lan Jiansu looked out twice: "It's raining so hard, how can there be a fox?"

King Zhenxian leaned forward and looked back and forth, and his eyes finally focused on Lan Jiansu.

He pressed Lan Jiansu's arm, and stared at him sharply for a moment: "It's you, you little fox, why don't you let me catch you today?" He sneered twice, and his words became more and more crazy, "You A vixen can hide it from everyone, but from me? Hahaha, hahaha!"

Lan Jiansu sighed helplessly, pulled Zhen Xian Wang and said, "Okay, okay, you caught the fox, now go back to sleep with peace of mind."

The rain-shielding corridors connected each house, and Lan Jiansu sent King Zhenxian back to his own house.

The bed was not moved, and King Zhenxian didn't sleep on the bed at all tonight.

Lan Jiansu lifted the quilt and swept the mattress with his hands a few times, and when it was warm, he asked Zhen Xian Wang to lie down.

He took off his shoes and socks for King Zhenxian, and tucked in the quilt for him.He saw Zhen Xian Wang staring blankly at the bed frame.

A small web-spinning spider on the bed frame trapped a gnat that was only a little bigger than dust.Lan Jiansu wrapped his hands in his robe and grabbed them together with the spider webs.

"My father..." Zhen Xian said, "My father fell from his horse and died."

"what?"

It's not that Lan Jiansu didn't hear clearly, but because he heard too clearly, he couldn't understand the meaning.His father, suddenly said his father's father.

"That year when he went hunting in the paddock, he was attacked by a wild wolf, and he fell off his horse and died." King Zhen Xian said.

Lan Jiansu nodded: "Well, Grandpa didn't go too badly. Did the wolf kill him in the end?"

"No, tell him to run away. My father said that it is the wolf's nature to be fierce and cunning. If you have a little kindness in your heart, you will die under its claws."

King Zhen Xian's tone and eyes were so natural that Lan Jiansu didn't know whether he was still stupid or awake at this moment.

"Before my father died, he asked me a few words."

Lan Jiansu sat on the edge of the couch: "What are you talking about?"

Zhenxian said to the king: "He asked me what the way to be a king should be. What do you think?"

Lan Jiansu didn't have a formed answer in his mind, so he answered casually: "On one side."

King Zhenxian laughed a few times and said, "If I were your answer, he might be so happy that he would come back to life."

Lan Jiansu: "So, grandpa was actually mad at you to death?"

"That's not the point." King Zhenxian said, "He asked me, what is the way to be a king? I said, loyalty to the emperor. He asked again, what should I do with heavy soldiers? I said, protect the mountains and rivers. He asked again, why What should be the way of friends? I say, there is love and righteousness."

"Father is actually a man of temperament. Grandpa should be happy." Lan Jiansu said.

King Zhen Xian shook his head, the color in his eyes was dim and blank: "My father heard my answer back then, and just before he died, he murmured bitterly, 'Heaven is dead, my Su family, Heaven is dead, my Su family' '. I will die with regret."

For the sake of Zhenyou, it is also reasonable for the old prince to go to die without regret.

Lan Jiansu understood what the old prince meant and what King Zhen Xian wanted to say to him.Without today's experience, he still can't understand.

As a vassal with a different surname, how long can the emperor of the current dynasty tolerate the fief obtained by making great contributions to the founding of the country if he does not rebel and usurp the dynasty?The friendship between the old prince and the late emperor has long been exhausted, and the current Emperor Wukang, a monarch who turns his face and does not show affection, will either keep his fire under pressure or not, and once he does, he will blow it out completely.

King Zhenxian understands this truth, understands this truth.But he often said that when he was young, he and the emperor were brothers who had a life-long friendship and had a deep relationship.He doesn't have the ambition to force the palace, but the emperor has a plan to pick the weak persimmons.

Speaking of it, I really can’t blame Zhen Xianwang, I can only say that the old prince didn’t recognize his son’s true nature, and he didn’t do a good job of brainwashing before.

Some people are born hard-hearted, and some are born soft-hearted.Some people have made up their minds to be bad people, and have done a lot of evil things such as sneaking around and bullying children, and they feel that they are bad enough.But it really made him break his promise, and he couldn't do it.Such a person is most useless, neither good nor evil.

King Zhenxian is not a useless person, but he is definitely a useless prince.

Repeatedly muttering the words "Heaven's death, my family Su", Wang Zhenxian fell asleep quietly.

Lan Jiansu pulled up the quilt for him, blew out the candles, closed the door and left.

The young man who kept the horses in the house opened the door of the stable early in the morning and let the horses go to the grass to graze young grass.

Lan Jiansu got up early in the morning, bored, standing in front of the lake and looking at the mountains beyond the shade of the trees, outside was the chaotic chess game.The chess players groped the board step by step, and their chess pieces of variable weight hid under the board to steal their breath.

It would be great if he could just fight for a peaceful life for the rest of his life.

Xiaojie, who raises horses, has a good voice, and when he sings a few songs, the horse will go wherever he says.Earlier, he also said that he wanted to go to the capital to try his luck in the theater, to see if he could get into a theater troupe and sing a role with his voice.Later, I learned that it is useless to have a good voice, and I have to put on an attractive air.For example, if some people like the aloof king, he will be aloof; if some people like the kind-hearted Bailian, he will be Bailian.If you can't hold on to these temperaments, his voice is so good that no team wants to praise him as a role.

But he, Xiaojie, is just a horse breeder, and the rustic nostalgia is not the mainstream of the public's taste at present.He has already put in a lot of hard work learning the tune in his spare time, and it is really exhausting to find another time to figure out how to put on a show in the play.After much deliberation, he wholeheartedly stayed in the house to raise horses, burying his voice.

Lan Jiansu fell in love with a white horse inside, greeted Xiaojie, and went down to the grass to surrender the horse.

Xiaojie told him that the horse was a hothead, so don't provoke him.Lan Jian and Su Fei didn't listen, and after a few rounds with the horse, he insisted on climbing onto the horse's back.

That horse was really fierce to the extreme.Lan Jiansu put his back on his back, pulled his hooves forward, leaned back and hissed.

Lan Jiansu spoke nice words to it: "Sister Ma, I've convinced you, calm down, can't I go down?"

This horse couldn't do it, it had to throw Lan Jiansu off, it ran left and right, out of control, Xiaojie sang desperately, it was useless even the horses next to him jumped up.

Su Yinyou is a top-notch expert in dropping horses, and before she was 15 years old, she dropped all of Zhenyou's fierce horses.Almost all of his horses were not tamed by him.

When Lan Jiansu was thrown from left to right by the white horse, Su Yinyou jumped onto the horse's back lightly, leaned against Lan Jiansu's back, grabbed the rein of the horse, ran with the horse for two laps, and successfully tamed the horse.

The horse calmed down, listened to Su Yinyou's order, and stopped in place.Lan Jiansu's spinning world returned to clarity, gasping for breath, he turned his head to look at Su Yinyou.

"Are you okay?" Su Yin asked worriedly.

Lan Jiansu shook his head: "It's okay." It's just embarrassing.

"Is your hand hurt?"

After Su Yin finished asking, Lan Jian and Su Fang noticed a wound on the back of his hand that was scratched by a hanging branch.

"Small injury." Lan Jiansu got off the horse and smiled at the white horse, "Did you listen to my brother this time?"

His "brother" sat on the horse and looked at him.

At noon, after eating, Lan Jiansu went to the East Pavilion to draw drawings.Although Han Qingbu is concealed, she still cannot be taken lightly.He planned to plant another row of peach trees outside the house, and use the formation of five elements and eight trigrams to select the position, so that people from outside Hanqing can't get in.

It is not so easy to set up a formation that one's own people can go out and outsiders can't get in.And even if the formation is drawn, it is not easy to find so many peach trees quietly.

While drawing the formation, and looking for the inaccessible peach forest from the map, Lan Jiansu felt sleepy, sleepy, and fell asleep on the desk.

In the sleepy dream, someone touched his hand, and the wound on the back of his hand hurt.A circle of bandages were wrapped around his hands, and after they were wrapped, his hands were put back on the table.

Almost waking up from sleep, Shen Si groped and couldn't find a way out of waking up.After a while, he felt a chill on his lips.

Opening his eyes, Lan Jiansu saw Su Yinyou's face with his eyes closed.

Su Yinyou was kissing him, secretly kissing him while he was asleep.

Su Yinyou pecked lightly on Lan Jiansu's lips for a while, and after a little satisfaction, she got up and opened her eyes.Seeing that Lan Jiansu was awake and looking at him, he froze for a moment.

The sunlight came in from the window and hit them obliquely.

Lan Jiansu lay on the table and didn't get up, nor did she speak.

After kissing him, Su Yinyou moved her wet lips and said, "Just now there was a fly on your mouth."

The author says:

Originally, the prime minister was supposed to go online for this chapter, but Lan Lan and Shi Zi fell in love, and the prime minister was stuck in a traffic jam halfway, so he had to delay.

Double update today!