Father is on top, I was wrong

There weren't many people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but after a few more unexpected guests, it became lively.

In the main hall, a five-legged round table with wood pear fragrance was set up, covered with a big red group blessing table, and served with a hot pot, the flavor of the new year overflowed immediately.

Wen Wujue sat at the head, and slowly took out a stack of red seals with a red background and a gold border from his wide sleeve.

He said softly, "It's said that the New Year is the New Year's Eve. I hope everyone will put all the bad luck on this year. From then on, you will be safe and happy every year, and there will be no disasters or difficulties."

Sitting beside him, Xiao Gui laughed softly and said, "Why is Xiangfu so good at talking?"

The matter of giving a red envelope obviously? But he said it so nicely.

All the servants and servants in the family were smiling, one by one queuing up to receive the red envelopes, saying auspicious words in their mouths.

"Thank you, Prime Minister! May the Prime Minister be blessed."

……

At the end, Xiao Gui stretched out his hand, "Father Xiang, what about me?"

Wen Wujue glanced at him, and passed one over.

Xiao Gui was dissatisfied, "Why are you the same as others?"

"Then what do you want?"

Wen Wujue glanced at him obliquely, and spread his hands, "It's better than you not being prepared for anything."

"Who said that?" Xiao Gui gritted his teeth, "My things have already been sent to Xiangfu,? Xiangfu hasn't given me anything so far."

"What did you send?"

Xiao Gui said angrily: "What is on Xiangfu's head?"

Wen Wujue subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and found a smooth hairpin.

Only then did I realize that it was sent by Xiao Gui.

He thought about it carefully, it seems, as if, he did not send anything to Xiao Gui.

Facing Xiao Gui's sad face, he was silent for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Is it not enough for me to give you myself?"

Xiao Gui was taken aback for a moment, his eyes turned from cloudy to clear in an instant, and the cloud disappeared immediately.

The corner of his mouth raised, leaned over, leaned down and said in a low voice: "It's easy to say, I will enjoy it slowly tonight."

Wen Wujue: "..."

Because the two of them were sitting on the top, and the distance was close, they lowered their voices, and the people below could only see the two whispering, but couldn't hear what they said.

Li Ling, Wen Bo and other insiders had no choice but to cover their faces, they couldn't see it.

Afterwards, the banquet was held with more wine and lamps, and the candles were full of shadows.

From the main hall to the corridor, two rows of festive lanterns hang high, like two golden dragons.

After closing the door to thank the guests, everyone sat around, eating hot dumplings, talking and laughing.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, but it is warm inside the house.

After the meal, everyone watched the new year in the corridor.

Wen Bo came out with a plate of chestnuts from the kitchen, buried them in the red-hot coals with a shovel, and after waiting for a while, turned them out again, causing everyone to loot them.

The fragrance of chestnuts floats in the yard, a little sweet and greasy, and I feel warm in my heart when I smell it.

Wen Wujue picked one and peeled it carefully, the hot chestnut body made his fingers turn red.

Seeing him, Xiao Gui laughed and joked, "Let me do it, Mr. Xiangfu's skin is tender and fleshy, not suitable for this kind of work."

As if he was not afraid of pain, he peeled the chestnut clean in twos and threes, and handed it to his father-in-law.

Someone was willing to serve, Wen Wujue was so happy that he didn't move, clapped his hands, and pressed his hands on the warm Tang Pozi.

It is said that it is to keep the year old, but before the child is born, some people are sleepy and slipping away.

Only Lu Jia and Xiao Xiao are children at heart, playing snowball fights in the yard, getting excited and forgetting the time.

Seeing Xiao Xiao's big grin, Wen Wujue suddenly whispered to Xiao Gui: "I think Xiao Xiao is a good prince, not to mention very capable, at least he will be an emperor for the country and the people in the future."

"Don't Xiangfu think it's too early to appoint him as the heir?"

"It's early, you can write down the will and hide it in a safe place."

Xiao Gui tilted his head and thought for a while, and found that what his Xiangfu said was quite right.In this way, it can not only reduce Xiao Xiao's crisis, but also appease the concerns of courtiers.

In case there is a change, there is a decree, whether it is Xiao Xiao, his future heir, this throne also has a master.

"Okay, father, today is New Year's Eve, let's not talk about political affairs."

There are gorgeous fireworks rising in the distance, and there are crisp sounds, and occasional laughter, it seems that the weather in the twelfth lunar month is not so cold anymore.

After midnight, Wen Wujue yawned, then got up and went back to the room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, Xiao Gui followed.

As Wen Wujue entered the door, he closed the door with a "click".

Because it was New Year's Eve, the red lanterns in the porch illuminated the room with a soft red like satin, and the flickering candlelight was extremely festive.

Xiao Gui smiled lightly and hugged Wen Wujue from behind.

"Father, does this look like a wedding night?"

His heart moved slightly, the two of them had special identities, and they would never have the opportunity to hold a wedding in an open and aboveboard manner in this life, but this kind of private interest is not a kind of compensation?

"Do you feel sorry?"

Xiao Gui didn't think it was a big deal, he was too nervous, he didn't care about such worldly etiquette, he was just worried that his father would care.

He thought for a while and said, "Isn't there a saying that you were angry and grew old?"

Wen Wujue was stunned for five seconds, "What?"

Xiao Gui always felt that there was a very appropriate sentence, as if he had heard it somewhere, and the meaning was also very good, but when he said it, he felt different.

"You were angry, you said..."

After arguing for a long time, Wen Wujue slowly came out.

He slapped Xiao Gui on the shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Death and life are inseparable, talk to Zi Cheng, hold your hand, and grow old together with Zi Cheng."

Wen Wujue never thought that one day he would grit his teeth and say such romantic sixteen words.

This mud leg will spoil the atmosphere!

"Tomorrow you will copy these sixteen characters a thousand times."

Xiao Gui really wanted to slap himself a few times, he couldn't lift any pot without opening it.

"Okay, okay, I'll copy it tomorrow, and I'll copy it by heart!"

……

The bright light outside the window reflects the falling snow, and the red candles in the house illuminate the beauty.

Amidst the soft groans and groans, Wen Wujue's black hair fell to the edge of the couch, the tails of his eyes were stained red, his consciousness was blurred, and the room was lingering.

At the beginning of the new year, the courtiers rested for seven days.

Xiao Gui naturally had nothing to do, so Wen Wujue forced him to read and write.

"A thousand times, copy it."

Xiao Gui raised his brows a thousand times, why is this so difficult?

Wen Wujue was practicing calligraphy, so he put down his pen and took over the messy stack of rice paper, who knew he saw the second one, and was almost spit out by a mouthful of water.

"Death and life are in harmony, grow old together with you, hold your hand, and talk to you?"

Xiao Gui: "...Is there something wrong?"

Wen Wujue gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes, and said word by word: "It's a life and death agreement, talk to Zicheng, hold his hand, and grow old together with him."

Xiao Gui: "..."

"Copy again!"

After writing this sentence, read the Four Books and Five Classics, and memorize famous articles by famous masters.According to the memories in his mind, Wen Wujue silently wrote down many ancient poems and classical Chinese that he had memorized in modern times, intending for Xiao Gui to memorize them thoroughly.

Xiao Gui was tormented enough, he felt that it was a holiday, and he wished to go to court as soon as possible.

As soon as Wen Wujue didn't pay attention to look at the person, he ran away.

He called Wimber over.

"Did you see Xiao Gui?"

Wen Bo was angry with him, "Him? He rode out and didn't know where to fool around."

At this moment, Lu Jia interjected, "I saw him go in the direction of the back mountain."

Back mountain again?Wen Wujue frowned.

Wen Bo shook his head, "It is said that the miasma is very thick there, and there are too many beasts, insects and snakes, he just doesn't believe it, it's true!"

Wen Wujue was silent for a moment at the door, and then asked Wen Bo to bring him a fox fur.

"Where do you want to go, son?"

"I'll go to the back mountain to have a look."

Wen Bo was stunned for a moment, and quickly stopped him, "My lord, it's not for fun there. Xiao Gui is in good health, but you are different. If you are infected by the miasma, it will be fatal."

Wen Wujue shook his head, "If I don't go in, I'll just take a look."

"you!"

Seeing that he didn't listen, Wen Bo had no choice but to follow.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them reached the central gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, they saw a figure barging in from the side door with a panicked expression.

"Prime Minister!"

Wen Wujue raised his eyes and saw that it was Gao Shenxian.

His heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong?"

Gao Shenxian tried to calm down and said: "The last general just followed the emperor into the Longtan area in the back mountain, but he encountered extremely thick miasma, and he could not see him at all. In the blink of an eye, he did not see the emperor's figure."

"What do you mean?" Wen Wujue's hands trembled slightly, "Is it lost?"

Gao Chenxian is also not sure.

"The last general brought dozens of people from the forbidden army in. We all came out, but we didn't see the emperor. The last general was worried..."

Wen Bo was also anxious, "What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that something will happen, so I want to ask the prime minister to order, can I send all the forbidden troops to search?"

The temples twitched, Wen Wujue forced himself to calm down.

Today, on the fifth day of the lunar new year, the imperial guards are on shifts, and the number is insufficient, but the city defense cannot be relaxed.

"Take me to see."

·

The back mountain is adjacent to the imperial city, and its deepest part is the Longtan area. According to legend, there are fierce beasts and poisonous snakes in it, and the miasma is easy to be poisoned. Therefore, few people dare to set foot on it. natural barrier.

But Xiao Gui likes to go hunting here.

Wen Wujue followed the imperial army into the back mountain, and as the troops went deeper step by step, he realized that something was wrong.

The further you go inside, the blurrier your vision becomes.

But in fact, nothing can be seen.

The miasma here is not visible to the naked eye, but it affects the retina, resulting in blurred vision.

"stop."

Everyone stopped in place suddenly.

Gao Shenxian said: "If you want to go in again, everyone has to be tied together, otherwise I'm afraid they will get separated."

Wen Wujue looked at it for a moment, then analyzed: "There are so many trees here, if they are tied together and the ropes intersect, I'm afraid everyone won't have to go out later."

But people have to look for them.

When everyone was anxious, they suddenly heard a distinct sound of horseshoes, echoing slowly in the forest.

"emperor?"

"Looks like the emperor?"

"It's the emperor!"

The guards around cheered, Gao Chenxian also smiled and said: "That's great, as long as the emperor is fine."

Wen Wujue slowly loosened his clenched sleeves, and bit his lower lip.

This damn Xiao Gui.

After a while, he saw a vague figure running towards him riding a horse.

"Father! Why are you here?"

Xiao Gui's voice was very surprised, "You are not in good health, it is easy to be invisible when you come in, come out with me quickly."

Without any explanation, he carried his Xiangfu off the small sedan chair, put him on the horse's back again, turned over and sat behind him.

Xiao Gui smiled lowly and said, "Is Xiangfu worried about me?"

Wen Wujue's vision was blurred, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

"Father Xiang doesn't have to worry about me, I'm used to going in and out, my eyes are used to it, and I can see clearly."

He is still proud?

Wen Wujue said coldly: "I told you, you didn't hear it, did you?"

Xiao Gui was stunned for a moment.

After looking at it, he noticed that his father's complexion was not good, he seemed to be angry?

"Uh... this is the last time, Father Xiang, I promise."

Surrounded by forbidden troops, Wen Wujue didn't want to embarrass him in front of everyone, so his face darkened and he stopped talking.

Everyone turned back one after another, and when they left the back mountain, their blurred eyes gradually recovered.

Back in the prime minister's mansion, Wen Wujue got off his horse, went straight to the study, and closed the door with a bang.

"Father Xiang, listen to me! Father Xiang!"

"Prime Minister?"

"Sir?"

……

Wen Wujue considered himself a calm and calm person, but this time, he was really angry.

Xiao Gui is really as stubborn as a bull, he can't be pulled back.

He never thought about it, if something happened, would others be worried and anxious?

A self-willed, self-willed mud leg!

Wen Wujue was scribbling wildly in the room, he was so angry!

·

In the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

An old doctor with gray temples was making medicine.

Suddenly a figure rushed over.

The old doctor raised his head, was startled, and hurriedly saluted, "Your Majesty Wan..."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Gui stopped him impatiently, and took out from his bosom a piece of something with a white head and a tail wrapped in mud.

"Look, is it what you said?"

The old doctor was stunned, and took it quickly, looked carefully for a long while, and then said excitedly: "Yes, yes, it is the medicinal material that the grass-roots told the emperor. It has been many years since I saw it. Where did the emperor find it?" ?”

"Longyu Lake." Xiao Gui said.

"...No wonder." The old doctor was not surprised, "There are a lot of wild and rare medicinal materials there, but it's a pity that the miasma is too thick, especially this thing, which only grows at the end of winter every year, when the miasma is the most dense, there are many Businessmen are afraid to go..."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Gui interrupted: "Can this cure my father's illness? I went in at the risk of being beaten to death by my father, and he is still annoying me now. If it doesn't Zhi, I will take your head off!"

The old lady chuckled, "It can be cured, the emperor can rest assured, this is the prescription in an ancient book, and there will be no difference if you think about it."

He suddenly remembered something, and said again: "Eh? How could the prime minister annoy the emperor? At the end of the year, he asked the grassroots to make a medicine bag and press it into a piece. He said it was sewn into a 'mask' that could be worn on the face to cover the mouth." Nose, when you enter the back mountain, you can absorb some miasma..."

The old doctor was still babbling, but Xiao Gui suddenly realized that his father-in-law thought he liked to go hunting, so he asked someone to make this for him?

Something called a "mask"?

He was ecstatic, and as soon as he raised his head, he suddenly bumped into the corner of the garden corridor. His father was tall and tall, standing there silently, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

Xiao Gui walked over with a light smile, quietly wrapped his arms around his waist, while the old doctor was still studying the medicine and didn't pay attention, he quickly bent down and kissed the corner of his father's mouth.

"Father Xiang is so kind."

Wen Wujue's eyes were slightly hot, his body didn't move, and he let him hug him.

If he cared about it, it would be messed up.

Although Xiao Gui was reckless, he would not intentionally anger him.

I probably didn't tell him because I was afraid that he would disagree.

Wen Wujue hugged his waist back, buried his head in his neck, the warmth was so hot that it was even a bit scalding, which made his heart tremble faintly.

It turns out that breaking the distance of time and space, breaking the difference in cultural level, and breaking the barriers between people's hearts can really make us so close.

He said softly: "Xiao Gui, it's good to have you."

Xiao Gui was shocked, it seemed that this was the first time his father-in-law said such a provocative word.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to the sky.

"Father, there are still people here."

……

At this time, the clouds in the courtyard cleared and the snow cleared, and the color shone brightly, and the tenderness and tenderness melted into the Yuqing of the New Year. It was quite a taste of staying together and living an ordinary life.

Wen Wujue thought, the rest of life is very long, let's enjoy it slowly.

The author has something to say: This is the end of the full text~~Thank you for your support and company all the time!

The original intention of writing this article is that I really like the character of Xiangfu, who is smart, gentle, indifferent, tolerant, and loyal. I really like these qualities!I also think it is so rare, so I want to put it on paper.Secondly, I really want to write about wars in the era of cold weapons. It seems that there are relatively few such articles.

This article also has some thunder points, for example, some of Xiao Gui's actions at the beginning have persuaded many people to quit, and some people think that he is uneducated and unworthy of the father.But I personally like him quite a lot. I don’t think it’s bad to be uneducated. Everyone has their own advantages!It is Xiangfu's tolerance and vision that allow Xiao Gui's strengths to be brought into play, and the misunderstandings between the two can be resolved, so that they can know and love each other step by step.

I want to say that Xiangfu is really happy because he is a good person!

Alright, that's all for writing here, I wish everyone in life to be pampered and loved like Xiangfu, and be happy!

Finally, push my new article——

I want to write about a fishing beauty who is astringent, the kind who can't stand the cold and desireless immortal who cultivates the ruthless way~~ hahahaha!It should be more emotional!

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Once Jiang Meiqing passed through the book, she became a trash with the title of the number one beauty in the Hehuan sect and a mind full of straws.

In the melee between immortals and demons, he couldn't even protect himself and became a scapegoat.

Jiang Meiqing, who came through the book, was determined to change the fate of the cannon fodder, and cultivated the secret art of the Hehuan sect to the peak.

But before that, he had to find a suitable dual-repair furnace.

**

Wuwang Immortal Venerable, born in the first immortal sect, has a good figure, good looks, and high cultivation.

It is simply a top furnace!

It's a pity that people practice the way of ruthlessness - heartlessness, desire, and lovers.

Wu Wang: Double cultivation?What kind of demons are promiscuous?Stay away from me.

**

If the top furnace can't do it, then it's the next best thing.

Unexpectedly, just as Jiang Meiqing was about to conclude a double cultivation contract with other monks, she was bumped into by Immortal Wuwang.

The man had a cold face, and said sullenly: "Can this kind of trash help you improve your cultivation?"

Jiang Meiqing smiled slightly: "Then it's you?" After several times of double cultivation, Jiang Meiqing felt that the cultivation was almost done, so she unilaterally terminated the contract, turned around and left without leaving her real name.

**

But the previously cold and desireless Immortal Venerable Wuwang went mad, looking for a beautiful monk all over the cultivation world.

Until the Xianmeng meeting, the young master of the Hehuan Sect showed up.

Immortal Venerable Wuwang was stunned for a moment, and then blocked him in a corner with a gloomy face.

"You broke the contract."

I saw that he was holding a piece of immortal deed in his hand, on which it was written: the time limit is March, until the beginning of autumn in the first year of Xianyuan.

Jiang Meiqing thought about it, he clearly wrote "Until the beginning of summer", did he write it wrong?

——Okay, Liqiu will be Liqiu, but just a few more days.

Three months later.

Jiang Meiqing suddenly discovered that the words on the deed had changed to "until the beginning of winter" again!

This fairy contract is formed by the spiritual power of both parties, how can it be changed? ? ?