Good Fortune Dictionary

Wang Feng knew that he really touched Chen Yun's Ni Lin this time, so he sighed, and sat down with his back against the door, his back to Uncle Hao and said: "Uncle Hao, I have been in the back mountain for the past few months, and the people at the bottom of the mountain I don’t know anything about it, I don’t know, do you have any novel news here that you can tell me, so as to relieve my boredom.”

"You want to relieve your boredom. You have some storybooks in your room to relieve your boredom. Why bother to come to me? I'm just a bad old man, and all I know are things that you young people are not interested in." Hao Shu also followed Wang Feng. He knelt down and said to him through the door.

"Hey, if you don't tell me, how do you know if I'm interested? Maybe I'll just like it?" Wang Feng said casually while playing with the belt of his white singlet.

Uncle Hao smiled helplessly: "You have known me since you were a child. Would I not know if you said hello? Come on, it's the same sentence. If you want to relieve boredom, go read the script by yourself and don't look for me." Well, he turned to leave.

"You know," Wang Feng said softly, "how is the imperial capital?"

Uncle Hao didn't expect Wang Feng to ask this suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, and said, "What else can we do, for ordinary people like us, the people live and work in peace and prosperity, that's all..."

"Uncle Hao, is the imperial capital still the imperial capital... Is it still that, my hometown..." Wang Feng said in a low voice, "It's been too long... I have already forgotten what the imperial capital looks like. It is winter now, I I still remember that there is a plum blossom forest outside the imperial capital, and there is an old lady beside her, the plum cake she sells is very delicious... What does the plum cake look like... I forgot... Uncle Hao, do you still remember?" Wang The sound of the wind was extremely soft, but like a red-hot iron ball, it hit Uncle Hao's heart, causing his heart to ache as if it was bleeding.

Uncle Hao was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoxuan, it's all in the past. At that time, you sneaked out of the palace with your second brother every day to play with Princess Changping. punish you for this."

"It's too deep..." Wang Feng stretched out his hand and rubbed his tense temples, and said with a wry smile, "These memories are too deep, you see, after so many years of changing your mouth, you still haven't changed it."

"Why are you telling me this again? You haven't said it for a long time." Uncle Hao's old voice seemed to hide endless emotions, but he still restrained it forcefully.

"Yeah, I haven't said it for a long time. What's going on in the imperial capital recently? Now the Chen country is in the hearts of the people, is it still the same Chen country?"

"As long as the weather is good for the people and the policies are appropriate, who cares who is sitting in the golden palace today? Is this country still the same as before? The change of dynasty is nothing but a farce that is far from their life." Uncle Hao stroked his beard and said quietly, "But I heard that the northern barbarians have recently announced that they are going to attack the border of the Chen country. Those barbarians, as long as they go south, burn, kill, loot, do all kinds of evil, and do whatever they want. Set off a bloodbath."

Wang Feng's eyebrows twitched, he rubbed his chin and said, "Didn't they just send a princess over to get married a few days ago? Why did this fight again? Sure enough, dogs can't change eating shit. The representative person who turned his face, my second sister married in the same way back then, and went away the next year. Before my sister's bones were cold, the Beiman started to attack my country of Chen again. If it wasn't for the Beiman to waste the energy and resources of our army , how could it be that thief's turn to unite with Xiling to destroy our country..."

"Okay, Xiaoxuan, the past is over, don't mention it." After Hao Shu finished speaking, he stood up and walked away.

Wang Feng sat lazily leaning against the door panel.

The cold temperature of winter rose all the way from the ground and penetrated into the top of Wang Feng's head. He shivered, but he didn't stand up again.

Half a month later, Wang Feng was finally released from the room by Chen Yun. However, Wang Feng still did not regain his freedom. Instead, he was punished by Chen Yun to go to the ancestral hall and continue to kneel, but at least he got out of the airtight room. , when people are not paying attention, he can still walk around the neighborhood, occasionally Chen Qingxue will come to play and chat with him, Wang Feng feels that his whole body is relaxed.

On this day, half an hour had passed for lunch, but there was no one delivering food. Wang Feng's hungry stomach growled and he looked around for a while, so he had to stand up and go out to find food by himself.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into a figure in a black robe.

"Have I allowed you to get up?" Chen Yun looked at the boy who was about to be as tall as himself with a gloomy face, and asked.

Wang Feng rubbed his nose and said haha: "Aren't I, am I hungry? Why, why is it uncle you brought food today? Where is the little apprentice who usually brings me food?"

Following Wang Feng's gaze, Chen Yun looked at the food box in his hand, then turned to look at Wang Feng and said, "Kneel back."

Wang Feng was arrested, and he couldn't make any more excuses, so he touched his nose, walked back to the place where he was kneeling, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Chen Yun from the corner of his eye: "I Isn't this...hungry...I haven't seen anyone coming for a long time, so I just want to go and see if you have forgotten me. "

Since Wang Feng was released from the room by Chen Yun to kneel in the ancestral hall, he never saw Chen Yun again.Wang Feng only thought that the anger in Chen Yun's heart hadn't dissipated, maybe it would be fine in a few days, if he didn't come over and scold him, most of the anger in his heart would disappear, and he has been struggling outside for the past few years , his skin has long been as thick as a city wall, and this bit of scolding can't hurt his heart.

Wang Feng originally thought that Chen Yun would come here this time, at least he should have a little anger on his face, but who knew that Chen Yun didn't even have any expression on his face, even if he didn't bring any dark clouds, such a plain expression made Wang Feng a little I was at a loss, it was wrong to speak, and it was wrong not to speak, so I had to look at Chen Yun.

Chen Yun didn't pay attention to Wang Feng either, as if he didn't hear him at all, and didn't see this person, he just gently put the carved mahogany food box on the ground, turned around and took some incense sticks from the side , lit the perennial red candle on the table, then walked to the ancestral tablet, bowed solemnly, and carefully inserted it in front of the incense burner.

Seeing Chen Yun's appearance, Wang Feng knew in his heart that he should still be sulking at himself, so he stopped kneeling respectfully, but tilted his body and sat cross-legged on the futon under him in an imageless manner.

"Xiaoxuan." Chen Yun, who had his back turned to Wang Feng, suddenly called him quietly.

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, looked up at Chen Yun's straight back, tilted his head and waited for his next sentence, but what he got was silence, he held back for a long time, got a little impatient, and said first: "Uncle, If you want to scold, you can scold, I am thick-skinned..."

"I support you." Chen Yun said abruptly.

Wang Feng was taken aback, leaned forward, and turned to look at Chen Yun: "What did you say? What do you support?"

Chen Yun didn't look down at him, but squatted down on his own, and gently opened the food box he had put aside just now, revealing a plate of plum cake and a plum blossom as beautiful as snow in the food box, he said softly Said: "On weekdays, I only thought of you as a spoiled child, thoughtless, happy, and never thought about anything deep, so I didn't discover the real plan in your heart. At that time, you secretly went up the back mountain , I just thought of it as a child who refused to admit defeat and wanted to be number one in the world, but I didn't expect your good intentions behind it... I actually forgot that after the new year, you will be eighteen."

Wang Feng was taken aback, looking at the plate of plum blossom cake in a daze, reached out and took the branch of plum blossom, and gently stroked its rough and dark skin with his fingers, isn't this the winter in the imperial capital in his memory?

The red plums all over the mountains and plains, the youthful time running among the flowers...

"Since that time, I have thought about it for a long time." Chen Yun put his hand on the food box lightly, and looked straight at Wang Feng: "Since you have such courage and ambition, if I forcibly imprison you, you will not let me go." Let you go all out to realize your dream, that is to really disobey your father's wishes, and let you live this life in peace and joy." He also turned over and sat on the ground like a boy, with two With one leg stretched out casually, and his hands propped behind his back, he sat on the ground.

Wang Feng was a little surprised. In his eyes, Chen Yun was a kind but old-fashioned head of the family. He had never seen him so "presumptuous" in the ancestral hall.

Seeing Wang Feng's surprised look, Chen Yun chuckled lightly: "I am also a young man, and I have my own ambitions, otherwise how could you have an uncle who is far away from the government and isolated from the world? I understand that you can't How painful and helpless it is to realize your own ambitions, I support you, just go ahead and do it.”

"Thank you, uncle." Wang Feng heard that, although he doubted whether it was Uncle Hao who told Chen Yun what he had said to him before, he still laughed out of joy and clasped his fists at Chen Yun.

Chen Yun looked at Wang Feng's childish but extremely resolute face, suddenly burst into laughter, and stretched out his rough palm to touch Wang Feng's head.

Outside the ancestral hall, it was snowing heavily, and the endless white seemed to swallow the whole world.

"Brother Xiaoxuan!"