Ning Gu

The summer in Fufeng is always very drunk, Xie Wuling, who has been in the Northwest, doesn't like the summer in Fufeng.

Taking advantage of Duke Yong's lack of time to take care of him, Xie Wuling went to Zhao Zuo's mansion and slipped away by himself.

As for Zhao Zuo's mansion, it is naturally inferior to the gardens of Yangzhou literati, and it is much worse than the splendor of Yongguo Gong's mansion. To put it bluntly, it is even worse than the small courtyard where Xie Wuling Zhaoxing lived. Better, at least bigger.

I don't know if Zhao Zuo doesn't pay attention to it, or if he wants to pay attention to it but is unable to pay attention to it.

This mansion has only such green and white walls, a pond is placed in the northeast, and some vegetation is planted around it, which can barely be regarded as a garden for entertaining guests.

The curtain was put on the Pianhua Hall of the mansion, and it looked like a hostess.It's not much for the maid Ezi.When doing things, he is not in a hurry, he is very lazy.

Xie Wuling was also like these little ezis, wandering lazily by the pond, the banquet was held in the flower hall, not far from the pond, and there was a rest pavilion next to the pond, probably for people to enjoy Yuyu, at this time, was occupied by Zhao Zuo and those sisters, talking about small things inside and outside the palace.

Compared with the scenery in the pavilion, the beautiful lady with the incense burner in her arms by the pond outside the pavilion is more unique.

Xie Wuling's flirtatious temperament also attracted this lady, and he planned to cut gardenia branches from the garden to match her, but when he didn't want to back down, someone bumped into him. Horned braid, looks...haven't seen it yet.

This little boy has not yet fallen, but his walking is unsteady, the little boy turned his head to walk, and people said that he would fall to his knees when he fell, Xie Wuling was so shocked that he reached out and grabbed his collar, but he couldn't pick it up , Xie Wuling thought to himself, and wanted to hug him with both hands.

This action scared the little brat, it is not the first time that kid has been treated like this, he thought he bumped into someone, and the guy wanted to clean him up, last time he was teased like this at his uncle's house .

Without saying a word, the little boy hugged one of Xie Wuling's legs tightly, and began to shed tears, muttering something in his mouth.

Xie Wuling thought to himself that he had never seen anything from all over the world, so it's not the case with Pengci, right?

He had no choice but to back off the foot that was not held by the little boy, bent down, grabbed the child's hand and gently broke it off, and hugged the little boy again, saying: "What's the matter?"

The little boy's raindrops are small, but the thunder is not weak at all, Xie Wuling raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, wiped away the tears for the little boy, and imitated the folk grandma and grandma to coax the baby, and put the boy Hugged in his arms and shook, and patted again.

The cub really stopped crying, Xie Wuling thought it had worked, but he looked down at the cub again, and stared at him until his eyes straightened.Xie Wuling felt a little embarrassed, he raised his hand and pinched the boy's face, and asked softly, "Did you fall?"

Unexpectedly, the little brat didn't respond to him, and put his face close to his shoulder, and called out softly: "Brother beauty." I don't know if it's because of shyness, the voice is not too loud, but it is very delicate.

Xie Wuling reacted for a long time before he realized that the kid was calling him.

He finally responded, "Huh?" While answering, he sat down on the stone platform by the bush with the little boy in his arms. arms.

Xie Wuling raised his hand and looked around, it was the pavilion, there were still those princesses and concubines in the pavilion, the little girl by the pond outside the pavilion had disappeared, there was no need to pick the flowers.

"Beautiful brother!"

I don't know how many times this little brat yelled, but Xie Wuling could only hear the last one, which was a bit exasperated, as if if Xie Wuling didn't respond again, this little brat would beat him up.

Xie Wuling quickly responded: "Hey..."

"It's nice of you." The brat blinked his eyes before blinking out the words.

"Ah?" Xie Wuling was caught off guard by this brat's praise, which made him a little embarrassed, "Why do you say that?"

"They don't play with me, I..." The little brat lowered his head, like a child who has done something wrong, even took back his arms around Xie Wuling's neck, and said quietly, "You are good. Daddy likes it You, Xianzhi also likes you."

Xie Wuling heard this, but he couldn't be happy, he hugged the little boy in his arms tightly and said: "Tell me, what's your name?"

"Xianzhi! Envy of Xian, Xie Pingzhi's."

It is said that Tongyan Wuji, Xie Wuling knew for the first time in his life, what is Tongyan Wuji.Those three words were like a big stone falling on his heart.

"Brother beauty, spread your hands."

Xie Wuling didn't recover, he blindly obeyed his request and spread his hands.

Xianzhi was writing stroke by stroke in his palm, looking extremely serious, making the phrase "Who taught you to say that" that Xie Wuling wanted to ask rotted in his throat, and later rotted in his heart.

"Here, Xian, Zhi—" Xianzhi raised Xie Wuling's hand like a treasure offering and pushed it to Xie Wuling's eyes, "Master only taught it today, and Xianzhi's writing is not good."

Xie Wuling looked down at his empty palm as he said, as if he saw something, but also seemed to see nothing.

"Do you know Xie Pingzhi?"

"do not know."

"How do you know?"

"Mother said that Daddy likes it. Xianzhi remembers that whatever Daddy likes, Xianzhi likes it."

This is the first time Xie Wuling has heard about Zhao Zuo's family members, who are also the mother of the child in front of him.He had heard about Xianzhi from Zhao Zuo, but when he thought about it seriously, Zhao Zuo's mention of Xianzhi was nothing more than "it's a pity".

As for his wife, Xie Wuling had never heard of it, hearing it now, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

Xie Wuling was immersed in his own bad taste, so he ignored Xianzhi's small talk.

"Father!" Xianzhi found that the beauty brother didn't listen to him, but heard Zhao Zuo's voice, and became excited in Xie Wuling's arms, slipped from Xie Wuling's arms two or three times, and rushed in front of Zhao Zuo.

He was about to say something, but when he looked at Zhao Zuo, who was dressed in brocade clothes and a jade crown, the graceful and luxurious Duke Yong, he immediately put away all the smiles on his face, and obediently saluted, "Greetings to Uncle Emperor."

"Xianzhi, what is it that makes you so happy? Come talk to Uncle Huang?" Zhao Xiu waved to Xianzhi.

Xianzhi walked over reluctantly, and after a long time, he didn't say anything.

Zhao Xiu didn't want to embarrass him, peeping from where he came from, he could see the back of a person, if it was someone else, he would definitely not recognize him, maybe he would rudely ask someone to invite that person, but he recognized this blue ribbon.

Not only did he recognize the people he brought out from Zhaoxing, but even the people around him must have deep memories, Zhao Xiu was very sure.

When Zhao Zuo's eyes followed Zhao Xiu, there were waves.He bowed and brought Xian Zhi over, hid it behind him, squeezed the child's hand lightly, and said: "Go to your mother, let her go to the banquet later."

Xian Zhi secretly glanced at his beautiful elder brother again, thinking that he hadn't introduced the person in his father's painting to his house, he was a little depressed.

But between the two options of "going to find his mother" and "following this uncle", he still chose the former, and ran away in a hurry.

Leave the battle to his beautiful brother.

But when Xie Wuling slid down to find his father, his body froze.He was at a loss for a while, he didn't know how to explain that he came uninvited, and he didn't know how to explain the game of chess in his heart, a game of chess that his master and brother had played in his mind long ago.

"My little doorman, is he here alone enjoying the cool air?" Zhao Xiu spoke out first.

"It's not that you're busy with business, Pingzhi doesn't dare to disturb you." Xie Wuling turned around and looked at the two people walking towards him. One had gold silk tattoos on his brocade robe, the other was wearing an ordinary gray robe, one had a graceful dragon head, and the other had star eyes. Jianmei, it's still not a bit of a loss.

Zhao Xiu looked at the two of them with a relaxed attitude, but Xie Wuling didn't want him to be alone: ​​"Would you like to introduce yourself?"

"I thought that Pingzhi was more familiar with my imperial brother than I was."

"Pingzhi and this benefactor are only one-sided, if you didn't say it, I would not know that he is a grandson." Xie Wuling bowed in salute.

"How polite." Zhao Zuofu returned the courtesy, and Xie Wuling's eyes lit up.Zhao Congshan is still the same Zhao Congshan, Xie Wuling thought so.

"I heard Mr. Pingzhi's good name earlier, and I was lucky to see Mr. Huang."

"No, it's nothing more than a yellow-haired child." Xie Wuling deliberately glanced at Zhao Xiu, the official who accompanied Zhao Xiu said that about him in the temple, and he remembered it clearly.

This time you come and go, Zhao Xiu didn't get half of it, and his brows were furrowed a little bit, but Yuan Bao chose a good time to break this seemingly peaceful situation, but in fact it was a turbulent situation.

"Brother Emperor? When is the banquet going to be held?" The girl came from the other side of the winding path, with a bit of ignorance, and there was a crisp ringing sound, accompanied by a few silver bells, "Sister Hua? If you can’t come, ask someone to bring some jars of good wine, saying that it’s for the big emperor.”

"Okay, let's add two more, we can't take away Huamei's kindness." Zhao Xiu stepped forward with his hands behind his back.

Xie Wuling turned sideways to let him, but he heard Zhao Zuo sighed behind him and laughed twice before striding to follow.

The author has something to say: I was sick a few days ago and I can’t make it in time to code, I’m sorry