Tang Fengzhi Chengqian

At dusk, to the bamboo hall.

In the dormitory of the apse, the golden light of dusk spreads on the floor through the window sill, and on the couch, a man about 27 or [-] years old with a straight face and a calm expression stares intently at the sleeping teenager on his lap.

The young man seemed to have not slept for a long time, and fell into a deep sleep. His more gentle face looked a little naive at this time, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he had a good dream.

The man stared at him, and couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth slightly. After the boy unconsciously turned over and got closer to him, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand——

But when the finger was about to land on the boy's cheek, it seemed to be awakened by something and slowly retracted.

There was a slight pain in his eyes.

Then, the man looked up out of the window, is it dusk?

He turned his head again and stared at the boy who was sleeping on his lap, and after a while, he slowly and carefully moved the boy's head to the couch with some reluctance, and gently tucked the quilt back.

I got up slowly, but when I got up, I realized that my legs were already sore and numb, as if thousands of ants were biting and hurting, I couldn't help frowning, gritting my teeth, and slowly moved my feet, walked to the door , finally turned his head and took a deep look at the young man who was still asleep on the couch.

Until you walk out of the dormitory.

Cover the door.Slightly adjusted his facial expression, softened the soft expression just now, restrained the temperature in his eyes, and heard, "My lord grandson!"

He turned around slowly, nodded slightly with a calm and almost indifferent expression, "If your Highness hasn't called, don't bother."

After explaining a few more words, he left slowly.

At this time, he was the rigorous and indifferent eldest grandson Wuji again.

As for Zhizhu Hall, in the dormitory of the back hall, shortly after Changsun Wuji left, the young man on the couch slowly opened his eyes and looked at the closed door in a daze, with a lot of reluctance and loss in his expression, but in the end , seemed to think of something, with a gentle smile on his face, he murmured softly, "Will the teacher come more often in the future? No...leave me alone again, right?"

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In the Ganlu Hall, Cheng Qian lay on the table, watching the evening light fall on the rice paper, and then circled the golden light with a brush, outlining an unconscious picture.

Until a tall figure stood in front of him, his deep voice was a little funny and helpless, "Ganer, are you planning to draw a turtle?"

Cheng Qian raised his head and blinked innocently, "My son can't draw a turtle, how can my father teach me?"

Emperor Taizong stared at the innocent boy in front of him, with a handsome face and clean eyes, the boy he had always loved and loved so much, his son... his favorite son...

With a long sigh, he leaned over, picked up the boy, and compromised while hugging, "You..."

Cheng Qian put his arms around Emperor Taizong's neck, a smug and sly smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Taizong embraced Cheng Qian and turned around to enter the apse. The bedroom in the apse is very spacious and the decoration is extremely gorgeous, but it is not flashy. Cheng Qian carefully looked at it curiously. The second time I entered the palace of my father.

There is a large couch in the middle, and a wooden shelf like a cabinet is placed on the windowsills on both sides. Not far from the window sill on the left, a small space is separated by a screen, and a small square table is placed inside, and a chessboard is placed on the table.In the relatively large space separated by a screen on the right window sill, there is a table case, on which are displayed the Four Treasures of the Study, and there is a shelf for books on the right side of the table case.

In front of the couch, there was a large cushion. Emperor Taizong sat on the cushion with Chengqian in his arms, waved lazily, and the maid of honor carried a small table with pastries and tea on it. .

Cheng Qian withdrew his curious gaze, looked down at the pastry, pine nut cake?I like this thing very much, but my father doesn't like it...

This thing has to be explained in advance, so the Imperial Dining Room can do it, right?Hasn't the father been reviewing the memorial all the time?When did you order it?I wondered in my heart, my father would have planned to keep me long ago, right?

So, making a mistake or something is really an excuse?Cheng Qian's heart was silent, and he thought about it many times, but he just didn't understand what he did wrong today.

Li Fu respectfully presented Cheng Qian with water to wash his hands, but Cheng Qian was only in a trance, and Emperor Taizong didn't remind him. He just gently grabbed Cheng Qian's hand and washed it. How fragile and precious the little white hands are.

When Cheng Qian came back to his senses, his hands were being gently wiped.

Cheng Qian couldn't help but blush in embarrassment, "Thank you, father."

Emperor Taizong just raised his head and smiled jokingly.He turned his head and waved his hand to signal the servants to step back.

Eunuch Li Fu stepped back with a low eyebrow and took advantage of the situation to snatch away a Rolling Mouse who appeared at some point and was about to run towards Chengqian.

Cheng Qian raised his head and looked at Emperor Taizong who was waving his hand to signal his servants to retreat, he was puzzled, "Father, what did Qian'er do wrong?" Cheng Qian couldn't help asking.

Emperor Taizong raised his eyebrows slightly, fed the pine nut cake in his hand into Chengqian's mouth, and then said lightly, "Ganer, what's the matter with the injury on your face?"

Cheng Qian was taken aback, is it still related to the injury on his face?

Seeing Chengqian's dazed face, Emperor Taizong sighed softly, and said, "Ganer, do you know that Emperor Father is very sad every time he sees you injured and sick? Sometimes, Emperor Father would like to bear it for you..." Emperor Taizong Gently caressing Cheng Qian's injured cheek, his eyes were distressed, mixed with anger.

Cheng Qian stared blankly at the pain and anger in Emperor Taizong's eyes. He was confused for a while, and then he seemed to understand a little. He couldn't help but bow his head in annoyance and guilt, and thought of his feet..., and couldn't help but clenched the corner of his robe with his fingers.

Seeing Chengqian bowed his head, Emperor Taizong hugged Chengqian tightly, and said in a low voice, "Ganer... Promise father, love yourself, and don't let yourself get hurt again."

Cheng Qian hummed lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Father, Qianer didn't mean it."

Emperor Taizong raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, patted Chengqian's head, and said in a low voice with a deep smile, "If Gan'er dares to intentionally hurt himself, see how the emperor will deal with you!"

Cheng Qian couldn't help but tremble, his feet..., thinking again, father, should, don't you know?

Holding Chengqian upright, he picked up a piece of pine nut cake, and when he was about to feed Chengqian, Chengqian hurriedly said, "Father, I will do it myself!" As he said, he wanted to take the pine nut cake from Emperor Taizong's hand.

But Emperor Taizong raised his hand slightly, squinted his eyes slightly, and while crushing the pine nut cake in his hand, he said with a half-smile, "Can you feed me, Father?"

"Father..." As soon as Cheng Qian opened his mouth, he was stuffed into a very small piece of pine nut cake.

"Huh?" He took another bite.

"My son is already 12 years old." Cheng Qian swallowed hard, and said slowly, word by word.

Emperor Taizong casually replied, "Well, Gan'er is 12 years old." Thinking of something again, he paused, and asked earnestly, "How do you want to celebrate Gan'er's birthday this year?"

Cheng Qian stared at Emperor Taizong with a serious expression, "Father, my son is 12 years old, and my son can eat by himself!" When it came to the last three words, Cheng Qian almost swallowed every word.

Emperor Taizong smiled and patted Chengqian's head, "So what? Qianer, even if you are 22 years old, you are still my son?"

"Father..." Cheng Qian felt a little helpless.The question is not this, okay?

Emperor Taizong looked at Chengqian's helpless face, smiled brightly, lowered his head and kissed Chengqian's forehead fiercely, and then whispered in Chengqian's ear, the deep voice tickled Chengqian's heart, and The words made Chengqian bewildered.

"Ganer, you will always be my son, no matter you are 12 years old, 22 years old, or 40 years old..."

"Father, of course I'm your son." Cheng Qian looked bewildered and puzzled.

He is 70 years old and he is also the son of the emperor.

Emperor Taizong just smiled slightly, took Chengqian into his arms, and hugged him tightly. The words he hadn't said yet were——

So father can pamper you for the rest of your life...

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In the Lizheng Palace, Empress Changsun was sitting on the side of the couch, looking at the child who was crying out of breath just now, but now she was fast asleep.Can't help being funny.

Changle and Yuzhang knelt beside Empress Changsun's couch, staring at the sleeping child, also looked at each other, and laughed lowly.

"Look, Gao Yang is blowing bubbles."

"Hee hee, it's really fun."

Empress Changsun hastily booed and said in a low voice, "Don't wake her up."

Changle and Yuzhang looked at each other, and Changle smiled mischievously.Yuzhang smiled a little embarrassedly.

Empress Changsun stroked Yuzhang's head, her eyes softly comforting her.

Chang Le stared at Gao Yang for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Queen, why didn't I see sister Gao Yang before?" She was very puzzled.

If Gun Gun hadn't run to that place, she wouldn't have known that she had a younger sister.

Empress Changsun was startled, and sighed lightly, it was her own negligence, not careful attention.

But Yuzhang asked in a soft voice, "Empress Mother, does Emperor Father know about my sister?"

Empress Changsun thought for a while, then shook her head slightly, "I'm afraid you don't know?"

Chang Le frowned, "Father is wrong, he doesn't even know that he has an extra daughter!"

Empress Changsun frowned slightly, reprimanded Chang Le in a low voice, "Chang Le, don't do this!"

Chang Le could not help but flinch, and Empress Changsun said in a soft tone, "Chang Le, don't say that about your father, your father is always busy, and some things will inevitably be neglected, besides, taking care of you is the mother's business, Gao Yang is not taken care of Well, it's the queen mother's dereliction of duty, and it's none of your father's business. Do you know?"

Chang Le nodded slightly, and seeing Empress Changsun's tone softened, she said softly, "But, Queen Mother, you have so many things to do every day..."

Empress Changsun chuckled, "Yes. Empress Dowager has many things to do every day, Changle, Yuzhang, you all need to help Empress Mother take good care of her younger sister, you know?"

Changle and Yuzhang looked at each other and nodded in unison.Well, they will definitely take good care of sister Gao Yang!

Seeing this, Empress Changsun smiled slightly. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the glazed flower lantern hanging by the window sill. Empress Changsun felt distressed, and then she turned her head silently. The poem written by that person back then flashed in her mind: I don't want to see you again. , you don’t miss it, you don’t know each other, you don’t miss it...

If there is no fate to see you again, if you don't have the fate to meet again, if you know who you will return to, just break the promise.

"Maple Leaf..." Empress Changsun said softly, her eyes fell on Gao Yang who was lying on the couch.

"Niang Niang?" Maple Leaf bent over and asked softly with some worry.

"Put away that glazed flower lantern." Empress Changsun said slowly, her tone was very light, as if the smoke would dissipate at any time.

Feng Ye was startled, and was about to speak, but caught a glimpse of Empress Changsun's handkerchief tightly gripped.So he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, got up silently, and walked to the window sill.

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Dinner time.

Cheng Qian frowned and looked at the fish in the bowl, subconsciously touched his swollen belly, and looked a little discouraged at Emperor Taizong who was smiling jokingly.

"Father, can I skip dinner?" Cheng Qian looked at Emperor Taizong with a bitter face.

Not long ago, he was fed a few pine nut cakes by his father...

Right now, he really can't eat anymore!

Emperor Taizong thought for a while, but he just "feeded" a little too much. He glanced at Chengqian, feeling happy, and stretched out his hand to embrace Chengqian, "Let's eat some fish. Huh?"

Cheng Qian looked at Emperor Taizong's expression of not being able to refuse, and reluctantly nodded. Seeing Emperor Taizong picking up the chopsticks, he hurriedly said, "Just this bowl! Father, don't pick up any more vegetables!"

Emperor Taizong nodded amusedly.

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At dinner time, Changsun Wuji stepped into the house.

This mansion was bestowed by the emperor, with four courtyards and several rooms of servants. As soon as the eldest grandson Wuji entered the house, the housekeeper stepped forward to serve him solemnly and quietly, and reported in a low voice who was visiting the mansion today.

When he heard Princess Anqing's name, his steps paused for a moment, and then he said calmly, "Got it."

When he came to the study in the backyard, he said a little tiredly, "Tell the young master, let them have dinner first." Then he waved the butler away.

After the housekeeper left, he closed his eyes slightly.

Three years ago, his wife passed away. Although in recent years, including his own sister, many people have mentioned such things as sequels, he really doesn't want to.

It was rumored outside that his husband and wife were deeply in love, but maybe only his younger sister knew that his marriage back then was just like his younger sister's marriage, it was just for the family...

Thinking of the day of the Hundred Flowers Festival, my sister suddenly asked him during the banquet, "Brother, have you ever thought about finding someone you like one day?" Then she said gently, "Brother is not as good as he was then."

The words were vague, but he heard the meaning clearly.Now he doesn't need to rely on marriage to increase the power of his family, now he can find someone he really likes...

Really like it?

But that, easier said than done?

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It was night, Chengqian nestled in Emperor Taizong's arms, closed his eyes slightly, and on his back, Emperor Taizong was patting habitually.

Suddenly remembering what his mother had mentioned about Zhao Jie, Cheng Qian opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked at Emperor Taizong.

Sensing the movement in his arms, Emperor Taizong lowered his head, "What's wrong?"

"Father, my son wants to beg for someone..." After thinking about it, Cheng Qian decided to tell the truth.

Emperor Taizong raised his eyebrows slightly, would Gan'er intercede?That's so rare!Emperor Taizong knew that in the past few years, because of his love for Gan'er, many people had targeted Gan'er, but Gan'er was quick-witted and well-behaved, and he never liked to make publicity. Those individuals never succeeded once.

For this reason, Emperor Taizong was very proud!

But now, Gan'er said, to plead for mercy...

After thinking about it, Emperor Taizong smiled slightly, "But Zhao Jie?"

Cheng Qian nodded silently, touched his nose, sure enough, he couldn't hide it from his father...

Pressing Cheng Qian's head back into his arms, Emperor Taizong continued to pat Cheng Qian's back, and casually said, "Father knows about it. Qianer, you don't need to pay attention to this matter."

Cheng Qian raised his head secretly and saw that Emperor Taizong looked very peaceful, so he continued to nest in Emperor Taizong's arms with peace of mind. Drowsiness hit him, and he seemed to feel something warm lingering on his forehead and nose, but soon, Cheng Qian Then fell into dreamland.

Slowly raising his head with some reluctance, Emperor Taizong stared at Chengqian's peaceful sleeping face, raised his fingers to slowly outline this delicate face, thinking in his heart, what will happen to the child in his arms in a few years' time? style?

When mentioning Zhao Jie, one always thinks of the king of Lu Li Yuanchang who dared to covet his own child!

His eyes flickered slightly, thinking that Huazhou should let that guy enjoy it.With a sneer in his heart, he will let Zhao Jie come out, and Du He...

His fingers slowly slid to the position where the red marks had almost disappeared, and his heart ached.

Who is behind that Duho?Anqing?Zhao Jie?Hou Junji?

That's all.Let him take a good look, who else...

Cheng Qian in his sleep was a little uneasy, he rubbed against him slightly, habitually looking for something to reassure him, Emperor Taizong came back to his senses, evoked a doting smile, slightly embraced Cheng Qian who was rubbing against each other, and slowly caressed Patting, the raging violence in his heart could not help dissipating slowly, staring at Cheng Qian's peaceful and satisfied sleeping face, he could not help but slowly lower his head, and put his lips on the center of Cheng Qian's forehead... His fingers slowly touched Cheng Qian's lips , hang around for a long time...