Bright Moonlit Night

Spring is deep, and he has already drank the two jars of plum blossom wine that Fu Ming gave to Jin Yi. When the court was red and thick and green, Fu Ming received a gift from Jin Yi in return. Go back to Fangmanting to deliver things.

Lu Fei was holding the gift box, with a smile on her lips, Yu Lan hurriedly came forward and opened the box, Fu Ming took out the things inside, two sets of clothes, both of which were well-dressed.

Yulanahan: "Why did you give me this kind of clothes?"

Lu Fei said: "My lord is a martial arts practitioner, so if you send these, do you want the young master to practice martial arts with him?"

Fu Ming thought about it secretly, and had some ideas, but he was not very confident, so he didn't say it clearly, and only asked them to put away the clothes first.

From last year to this year, it has been a year since Fu Ming entered the mansion.Zhaoyan was one year older, Renlan and Xinyue arranged a lively birthday party for him after the old lady agreed.

Fu Ming started preparing the birthday gift several months ago, and when it was delivered to Zhao Yan, he couldn't stop reading it, the more he read it, the more he liked it.This is a famous painting of "Three Hundred Poems". It carefully selects many kinds of birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers, plants and trees in "Poems".

Not only did Xiaoshouxing like it, but the old lady and Ren Lan also praised it repeatedly when they saw it. Jin Yi said to Fu Ming, "Little boy, why bother?"

But Fu Ming said: "You must not neglect learning. Zhao Yan is very talented, it is worth putting more thought into it now."

Jin Yi nodded, brought Zhao Yan to Fu Ming, and said to Zhao Yan: "Yan'er, from today onwards, you should change your words, and you can't call Uncle Ming again, he is your father just like me."

The whole room was startled, Fu Ming was stunned, hearing Zhaoyan call himself "Father", suddenly his eyes blurred.

Jin Yi took a handkerchief to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took his hand again, and brought him to the seat of the old lady. The two of them knelt down together, and the old lady understood, she helped the other with one hand, and said: "It's fate, but also earns a share, so let's live together in the future."

Zhao Yan seemed to understand, ran over, hugged his two fathers, his small face kept rubbing against their legs, and kept calling out.

Ren Lan kept smiling and nodding at the side, tears glistened in her bright eyes, Xinyue patted her on the shoulder, and confided in her heart: "Miss, have you seen it? He has someone by his side now, he is no longer alone, you can rest assured gone."

When the banquet was over, the moon and stars were sparse, Zhao Yan held Jin Yi by the corner of his clothes and said, "Daddy, Yan'er still has a small wish."

Jin Yi asked, "What is it?"

"Yan'er wants to sleep with the two fathers for one night, is that okay?"

Jin Yi looked at Fu Ming, Fu Ming didn't know how to respond, Jin Yi saw that he was at a loss, but he didn't seem to reject him, so he said to Zhao Yan: "Yes. Where do you want Yan'er to sleep?"

"Fang Man Ting! Uncle Ming's house, Yan'er took a nap there, it was very comfortable!"

The three of them went back to Fangmanting together.

The servants such as Lu Fei and Xie Lan were so happy that they couldn't hold back their smiles, busy cleaning up and serving them.After the three servants fell asleep, there were still chattering chatter in the servant's room, which was more joyful than the chirping of insects outside the green screen window.

Fu Ming's room was quiet, Zhao Yan was sleeping in the middle, and Fu Ming was inside.When Fang lay down, Fu Ming felt quite nervous, his heart pounded like it was going to jump out of his chest, Zhao Yan hugged his arm, buried his face in his arms, and soon fell into a deep sleep.Listening to the child's even breathing, he gradually calmed down and fell asleep.

But Jin Yi, who was sleeping outside, was still awake abnormally when the moon rose high.He opened his eyes, turned slightly sideways, and looked at the two people sleeping close to each other inside, stretched out his hands, and gently put them on the quilt covering them, like a slight gentle hug.

The next morning, when Fu Ming and Zhao Yan woke up, Jin Yi, who had slept late, was no longer in the room.

There was a faint sound coming from outside the house, and Lu Fei and Xie Lan brought two or three girls carrying pots of Napa into the house to help them wash and dress, and said, "Master has woken up, practicing swords in the yard outside!"

Fu Ming asked the girl to open the window, and saw Jin Yi in the green shadow in the courtyard, not wearing a coat but wearing a white jacket, holding a branch as a sword, with a set of smooth and neat movements, some flowers and leaves were swept by the strong wind, spinning and falling.

After tidying up, Fu Ming took Zhao Yan out and stood under the eaves watching Jin Yi practice his sword. It was almost the end of his move, and Jin Yi quickly put away his sword.Fu Ming looked at the red and green mess on the ground, and thought to himself, if this old man often comes to spend the night in the future, the yard might have to be re-arranged.I heard that Jin Yi is not only good at swordsmanship, but also proficient in archery, so besides widening the space, do we need to prepare arrow targets?

But after this time, Jin Yi never stayed in Fangman's Court for a long time.Fu Ming's courtyard is still the same as before, with sparse flowers and trees, winding paths and secluded pools.It's just that as spring goes and summer comes, the flowers on the branches have grown into foliage fruits, and the courtyard is full of green and pleasant, and the heat is hard to invade.

Although Fu Ming doesn't need to escape the summer heat, Jin Yi will take him with him to Cuiwei Palace, a summer resort.Cuiwei Palace is a palace on Cuiwei Mountain, a hundred miles away from Kyoto.This year, the third prince has already asked the emperor to borrow Cuiwei Palace to escape the summer heat after the summer solstice, and the holy will has been promised.

The Third Prince's trip, besides his concubine and children, was also accompanied by several civil servants and military generals, all of whom were capable people that he valued, and everyone could bring their family members with them.

Before leaving, Fu Ming asked Xie Lan to pack the two sets of clothes that Jin Yi gave him in his luggage, and then everyone understood the purpose of Jin Yi's gift of these clothes to Fu Ming.

Xie Lan packed the clothes for Fu Ming, while Lu Fei packed other trivial things.After packing, Lu Fei walked to Fu Ming's side, her face was reddish, and she said in a low voice, "Young master, there are two boxes in total, and in the box for miscellaneous items, there is a cassette with two vials in the box. It's...it's something that Grandpa and you may need. If you need it, remember to pick it up yourself."

Fu Ming asked: "Aren't you going with us? Whatever we need, you can just take it to me when the time comes."

"Oh, son, maybe I won't be by your side at that time!" Lu Fei's face became redder in anxiety, and Yan Lan chuckled not far away. Their son is unparalleled in intelligence, but he is so confused about some things. very.

Seeing them like this, Fu Ming thought about it for a while, then he understood, his face turned red, and he said: "I see. You pack it up. I'll go and see how the luggage is arranged at the master's side." After speaking, he hurried out the door.

In the room, Lu Fei and Xie Lan looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

After the summer solstice, a group of nearly 200 people including servants and guards headed for Cuiwei Palace in a mighty manner.

It's still a long way from Kyoto to Cuiwei Palace, and it's sunny and hot in summer, so it's not suitable to ride a horse, so Jin Yiwei and Fu Ming ride in the same carriage.

Fu Ming read the history books of the previous dynasties, and Jin Yi read the earlier military books.

Fu Ming was just finishing reading a volume, thinking about the fairness of the person who wrote the history book, then he heard Jin Yi suddenly ask: "These days, you seem to be quite busy working on paper, but what are your plans?"

Fu Ming withdrew his gaze between the lines, raised his head and asked, "What do you think of these history books?"

"Emperors and generals, right and wrong, ups and downs, rise and fall, can be clearly seen by the predecessors, and can be a clear lesson for future generations."

Fu Ming nodded, "What I said is true. But I think it's not enough."

Jin Yi was in high spirits and asked, "Why not enough?"

"The annals of Danqing record the emperors and generals, record the merits and demerits, and record the rise and fall. But there are no books about food, men and women, and no fireworks in the world."

"Food and drink men and women? Fireworks in the world? What is there to write about?"

Fu Mingdao: "I am a person who has ambitions to be included in the annals of history, so naturally I don't think these things are worth recording. But there are few living beings like you, and there is no chance to live this life. What is really related is just food, clothing, housing and transportation. Of course, future generations do not need to remember these people, but occasionally looking back, glancing at the traces of the lives of the people in front of them, knowing that they have also worked hard in the sun, the moon and the moon, and they have been lively, happy, and sad... This is also a kind of commemoration Bar."

Jin Yi heard the words, but said nothing for a long time, and then said: "So, you will write a book for all living beings about their basic necessities of life, farming and labor, joy and sorrow?"

Fu Ming smiled slightly, "It's for them, but also for myself."

Jin Yi was silent for a moment and said: "If I make greater contributions in the future, I can ask the Holy One to seal it for you, and you will be able to leave my name in history with me."

"Master really has lofty aspirations." Fu Ming also liked his lofty ambitions in his heart, and the corners of his brows and lips stained with a smile, "I'm waiting for that day." But he still had something to say in his heart, that is, as a person His vassals were recorded in the annals of history and occupied a corner that no one cared about. Although it was still an honor, it was not what he wanted.

The two of them stopped talking about this matter, Jin Yi told Fu Ming about Cuiwei Palace, when he was a child, he accompanied Shengshang to escape the summer with his grandfather, and according to his memory, many scenes are still vivid.

"Before I came, I invited the Third Prince to Yunsheng Pavilion, you must like it."

Fu Ming faintly looked forward to it, and then realized that this time he should be living with Jin Yi for nearly a month.Thinking of what Lu Fei said before, his face became hot again.

"Why is your face so red?" Jin Yi stretched out his hand, "It's a little hot, is it very hot? Could it be that you have a heat stroke?"

Fu Ming quickly shook his head, "It's just a little hot, it's okay."

Jin Yi poured Fu Ming a cup of herbal tea, then took out a folding fan and opened it to fan him.After Fu Ming finished his tea, he saw the words "One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States" written on the folding fan in a blink of an eye, and said with a smile: "This fan was made last year, and it's a bit old. I'll renew it for you when I return to Beijing." Write one."

There was a smile in Jin Yi's eyes, "Although this handle is a bit old, it is not broken, and it still works well, so there is no need to change it. And before we arrive, you are thinking about things after returning, are you too impatient? "

Fu Ming heard Jin Yi's joke, so he also smiled and said: "What the Lord said is true. I look forward to staying in such a wonderful fairyland in Cuiwei Palace. It is best to have some adventures and live in it for a real life." immortal!"

Seeing his shrewd appearance, Jin Yi's heart moved slightly, he closed his fan, and tapped the bone between his eyebrows lightly, with an unconscious gentleness in his smile.Fu Ming was stunned for a moment, but before he recovered, there was heat between his brows again. It was Jin Yi's lips, which would leave at the slightest touch, but it seemed that a cluster of fire was lit between his brows.