three feet away from me

All the way to the west, after two hours of rushing, I finally entered the gate of the capital at midnight.

The capital city is still brightly lit and bustling as before. Even in Zishi, the streets are full of people coming and going, noisy and lively.

Du Xingqing opened the curtain and glanced outside, and the soldier followed the carriage and asked in a low voice: "Master Du, this is closer to the palace, how about..."

Du Xingqing waved his hand: "Send Wen? Young Master back first."

"Yes!"

Wen? Mansion is not far from this street, just a few miles away. When a cup of tea is served, the carriage stops outside Wen? House.

Wen Xucong got out of the car, glanced at the plaque of Wenzhou Mansion, and walked around the carriage, right next to Du Xingqing's carriage, Wen Xucong nodded slightly: "Everyone has worked hard."

Du Xingqing opened the curtain, and the tall and handsome Wen Xu Cong was reflected in his eyes: "Young Master Wen, let's go."

Wen Xu Cong cupped his fists at him: "Young Lord, take care of it."

Seeing Wen? Xucong walk into Wen? Mansion, it was like water pouring into a frying pan. The quiet Wen?

Putting down the curtain, Du Xingqing sat back and said, "Let's go."

While lighting the lanterns, Du Yuansou received a letter from Chizhou. Chizhou officials said in the letter that his son, who had been missing for almost a month, had appeared and was rushing to the capital now.

King Pingyang looked at the letter and crushed the porcelain cup in his hand.

"Go get my whip."

"My lord, then..."

"go with!"

When Du Xingqing returned home, he saw his father, who was seated in the high hall, holding a whip in his hand. With the other hand, he picked up the water in the bowl and poured it on the whip.

Is the water there? It has a brown color, so it should be salt water.

Du Xingqing knelt down in front of Du Yuansou: "Father, my son is back."

"I thought you died outside." Du Yuansou rolled his eyelids and wrists, leaving a wet mark on the ground with the whip soaked in salt water.

"Tell me, where have you been these few days? Lin Deshi said that you were with that Wen? boy, don't tell me that you went out to fight."

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Don't make funky faces with me!"

The whip brushed past Du Xingqing's face, and the wind it brought was scorching hot.

"What else can the two of you talk about, you need to be talented, and you need to look good." Du Xingqing looked up at his father with calm eyes: "Naturally, it's mutual affection, in..."

"You are presumptuous!"

This time the whip hit Du Xingqing firmly on the shoulder, leaving a blood-red gash.

Du Yuansou was still puzzled, and waved over again: "Little bastard? You know what to say? Exchange feelings, not to mention that he is from the Wen? family, he Wen? Xu Cong is still a man, so he can understand What kind of love! Mutual what"

The whip hit his body? The feeling of being ripped apart was uncomfortable. Du Xingqing lowered his molars and waited until the wave of pain passed before he continued: "What's wrong with the man? I like him, I like him, I took him During the time he stayed on the mountain, he did everything that should be done between husband and wife. Dad, if you beat me to death here today, everyone will be at peace. If I am lucky enough to stay today If I die, I will take a breath to find him!"

"You, you..." Du Yuansou really couldn't believe that these words would come from the mouth of his raised son. Du Xingqing had always been unconventional, but it was not so deviant or apostate.

"It's true, Dad, just like what you said," Du Xingqing still had that unscrupulous look: "Two and a half boys, they stayed on the mountain for more than 20 days, so it can't be a fight!"

"Shameless dog thing!"

The people in the hall had dispersed long ago, and there was only a fearless Du Xingqing left in the room, and Du Yuansou, who was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, picked up a whip and lashed at Du Xingqing's body.

"Shameless, what a shameless beast, you really think I dare not kill you! It's better for you to die here today than go out and lose face."

Du Yuansou is a military commander. Those who have fought on the battlefield, his eyes are reddened at the moment, and his strikes are not serious. After a while, Du Xingqing's body is covered with bloodstains, and his robe is also tattered hanging on the body?

But he refused to admit defeat and did not beg for mercy. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. Du Xingqing knelt on the ground and said, "It's my son who is unfilial."

"You... okay!" Du Yuansou was trembling while holding the whip, "I want to see today, is it my whip or your bones!"

The sharp sound of the whip was in the air. The reverberation was shocking. Du Xingqing fell on the ground, still stubborn. Du Yuansou was tired from smoking, and sat on a chair, panting: "Are you wrong? Yes?"

Fingers with blood on the ground? Du Xingqing managed to straighten up and looked at his father: "I have a clear conscience."

"Beast!" Du Yuansou raised his whip high and waved it down fiercely: "It's me and your mother who indulged you too much on weekdays, and you grew into such a ignorant temper. Today? If you can't beat you back, How about beating you to death here so that I can give an explanation to the Du family?"

When the whip hits the body, it's like cutting a long cut in the skin with a blunt knife. Some hit the repeated place, that is, cut a deeper cut in the place where the cut has already been made. Daokou? Zi, and salt water, that taste...

Du Xingqing was lying on the ground, and the cold marble could soothe his hot skin a little bit. His father was really angry this time, and Du Xingqing grinned, not knowing that the young man What kind of encounter, the next time we meet, we must let him see the injury, or forget it, Du Xingqing thought about it, it must be hideous and terrifying, don't scare the young master.

Until the middle of the night, Du Yuansou didn't stop. Du Xingqing closed his eyes, covered in blood, and could barely hear his breathing. Finally, the housekeeper invited Du Xingqing's mother.

Princess Pingyang accompanied the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, and always lived in seclusion. Du Xingqing was an adult, and didn't have a single thing? I saw her a few times, but they were young couples with the prince.

The princess went out in a hurry, holding the Buddhist beads in her hand, and as soon as she entered the hall, she saw a person lying on a pool of blood.

The concubine paused holding the hand holding the Buddhist beads, and carefully lifted Du Xingqing's head. Du Xingqing rested his head on his mother's lap, opened his eyes, and smiled angrily: "Mother!"

"Where is mother?" The concubine pulled away Du Xingqing's sweaty hair on his face with trembling hands, almost crying: "Mother is here, don't be afraid."

"Bring the son back, and ask the doctor to come."

"Who dares!" Du Yuansou shouted angrily.

"Then you kill me first!"

The blood-stained whip was grabbed by the slender princess and thrown on the ground. She staggered out of the hall while supporting Du Xingqing.

When the figures dispersed, Du Yuansou slumped on the chair? With trembling hands, he grabbed the hair on his forehead, lowered his voice, and roared angrily.

The author has something to say: Be strong, where are you now, my dears, cheer up!It's not the end yet!do not be afraid!