Lanling covered the moon

"Gu'er, dad never let you go home, do you blame dad?"

"...Father, isn't Guan'er always at home?" Xiao Zimo felt that he was only six years old, and it was too early to say that an illegitimate child would be kicked out or murdered if he returned to his family.

"No... Daddy is talking about Gao Mansion, that's where Daddy lives... Xiaoguan, you are a child of my Gao family's filial generation, and you also have three older brothers, Xiaoyu, Xiaoheng, and Xiaowan... ..."

The young father took a sip of the wine, and the night wind blew his dark hair, so flamboyant young father today with the autumn moon as the background, the starry eyes are flowing, all of which are faintly sad.

"Hmm... Do brothers please daddy as much as Guan'er?" Xiao Zimo tilted his head, his face was as soft as jelly.

hehe. . .Gao Cheng finally smiled, stroked his son's head, lovingly hugged his small body and let Zi Mo sit on his lap.

"Gu'er, you and your brothers are good sons of my father, and my father loves you so much, but my father feels that I owe you all these years and let you live outside... Fortunately, now my father I can finally take you back!"

Gao Cheng's big palm caressed the hair on the forehead of his younger son, his little face turned around, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, he could vaguely see the shadow of the woman.

"Daddy wants to take me back to where Daddy lives?" The little baby's soft, regular willow-leaf eyebrows frowned.

"Isn't it good?" Gao Cheng asked back.

"No, but Guan'er is used to messing around, and I'm afraid that seeing my brothers not being liked will embarrass my father." A pair of eyes were full of tenderness, and Xiao Zimo wanted to go to the kind of aristocratic prince if he wanted to die. He lives in the Prime Minister's mansion.

"Don't worry, Dad can accompany Guan'er every day, and your older brothers are also good boys, so you don't have to worry..." The young father took another sip of his wine, "But Guan'er, Dad Might have to change your name."

"Ah..." Xiao Zimo flinched from his young father's lap, she is an adult, she just needs to stand by herself.

Xiao Zimo lowered his head and pondered. He felt that there were too many strokes in this character, and it would be very troublesome to have to write like this every time he picked up the pen and signed the name, so he happily agreed: "Okay!"

"Gu'er, your word Guan means beautiful jade, and it means the same thing as Yu'er, Heng'er, and Wan'er. Apart from wanting you to be associated with your brothers' names and hoping that you will be successful, Dad will take this Guan for you. There is another meaning.... Guan Tong Guan, your mother's fate is unlucky, she has been in Jingyun Guan during her lifetime, and my father is also thinking about it..."

The evening breeze was gentle, and the peach blossom wine that Mr. Liu Guan brought for the young father was probably very mellow, so the man was faintly drunk.

She is only six years old!If the young dad starts talking about his romance with Miss Ni, she'll jump off!

"Daddy, what will my name be from now on?" Xiao Zimo shook Gao Cheng's arm, and happily changed the subject coquettishly.

"How is Gao Changgong? You are filial and sincere, gentle and respectful. I hope you will be like this all your life. Don't imitate your father..." Gao Cheng gently shook the wine glass at his fingertips, smiling sadly .

Tall. Long. Christine. . . . . . ? ! !

When Xiao Zimo first heard these three words, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, blowing directly towards his face.Flowing light swished around like arrow feathers, galloping around her like white horses passing by, sweeping across the sky and covering the ground.The surroundings were completely silent, buildings and pavilions disappeared, and the young father's voice was drowned out.The sky turned and fell into nothingness, and Xiao Zimo's consciousness was pulled into a bottomless vortex.

She didn't think about anything, all that popped into her mind was the upright but not at all enchanting face of Mr. Feng, the idol of the new generation. Waist-length hair like a lion's mane, with a strong and broad back, made Ms. Lin, who has thousands of degrees of astigmatism, say the famous saying that we should take a bath together, sister beauty. . . . .

. . . . . .King Lanling!

I don't know when the brightness in front of me lost, Xiao Zimo seemed to hear the young father smashing a wine glass, and then calling her in his ear.

"Gu'er! Guan'er! Wake up~ Wake up!"

. . . . . .What a fart!He had told her that she was Gao Changgong, and maybe she had been used to it since she was a child, so why is she still so frightened that she loses her breath? !

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When Xiao Zimo woke up, her young father was still guarding the bedside.Still crying. . .What is he crying for?She just wanted to cry!

"Gu'er, are you all right? Are you all right? If you don't like to change your name, dad won't change it! Don't change it, okay? Dad did something stupid to make your grandfather worry about your life experience all the time. I refuse to accept you." The young father actually cried even harder.

Seeing her domineering father crying like a child, Xiao Zimo couldn't help but slowly propped herself up, wiped away the tears for the young father with her sleeve, and was hugged tightly by the young father dead tight.

"Your grandfather has been in poor health recently. He has been sick on the bed for a long time. He finally let go and said that he agreed to let me take you back. Guan'er, I am very happy to be a father, but your grandfather said that the name Xiaoguan is not desirable. Chang Gong was taken by your grandfather for you, and father knows that he has wronged you! If you don’t like it, father will go and tell grandfather, okay?"

The young father cried and hugged her whole bear.Xiao Zimo felt his trembling generous chest, and unexpectedly his nose was sore.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Even though she only thought of him as a beneficiary who took advantage of him and only waited for one day to grow up to be able to leave on his own, but in the past few years, the young father has become the only person she can trust and rely on wholeheartedly in this distant and strange era. up.

The young father has a lot of shortcomings, but he is affectionate and sexual. To her, he is the closest relative.

"Father, don't cry. Guan'er... No, it's Chang Gong, it's not because I didn't want to change my name that I fainted. I didn't eat much dinner, and I probably got chilled by the wind again on the terrace, so I felt dizzy for a while. Don't be sad, dad, I like the name Chang Gong very much. Filial piety is formed, gentle and respectful, the teachings of grandfather, children will benefit from it all their lives."

Xiao Zimo pulled his young father's long hair on the sideburns, and smiled like a bright moon, just beginning to shine brightly.

That year, AD 547.

Xiao Zimo became Gao Changgong.Of course, at the age of six that year, she was far from being the King of Lanling.

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The autumn wind was bleak, Xiao Zimo rolled his eyes at the withered lotus leaves in the pond, hey. . .

"Young Master! Young Master! Where have you been? Young Master!" Early in the morning, she didn't close her eyes for another night, and managed to hide in this remote corner. Mr. Liu was looking for her again, so annoying!

Liu Guan caught a glimpse of the boy by the octagonal gazebo who was wearing a small milk-yellow shirt with his chin resting on his cheeks and dangling his little feet. Take two steps together, so that you don't get angry.

"My lord, why are you skipping class again! Cuiniang said that you don't have a good appetite recently. If you are sick, you have to let the doctor come to see you! Don't delay your homework."

Xiao Zimo pursed his lips and raised his head to look at his husband. The young man lamented: "Sir, I am very confused about life..."

"Ah?! What? What did you say?"

"I said I was confused, hesitant, like a lamb that lost its way!"

Xiao Zimo used a very modern and vivid metaphor to describe her doubts and frustrations at this time with this Confucian scholar of Sinology during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Xiao Zimo can't be the king of Lanling.She had never even killed a chicken in her previous life, and now she was told that she would be King Lanling, the God of War of the jade-faced Shura in a few years, she couldn't accept it, so she didn't fall asleep for several nights. . .

She thought she would be able to leave just by turning right when she went out as a wealthy idler, but it turned out that she was really a broken figure.

Could it be that Xiao Zi had no plans to pack up her bags and run overnight, but if she wiped out a generation of great heroes and gods of war, she would undoubtedly tear down half of the Great Wall of this dynasty.

With beautiful eyes glistening with water, she looked up at Liu Guan motionlessly.The second time Liu Guan was watched, his heart became tense, and he even forgot the long speech he was going to teach this unprogressive student.

"Why are you troubled, my lord?" After brushing the grass beside the lotus pond, Mr. Liu also sat down with a ruler in his hand.

"Why do people live and why do they die? Why do they spend all their time thinking and worrying, but they are like duckweed floating in the waves, seemingly rootless?"

. . . . . .Liu Guan almost pulled out some beards that he was stroking.The son's temperament, which is far more sophisticated than his appearance, has surprised him more than once.

Originally thought that these four sons were just Gao Cheng's illegitimate sons, and they would be excluded by the Gao family in the future, and would not be able to be the core of the Gao family's power.Unexpectedly, the flamboyant Gao Cheng favored this son like a jewel. His father Gao Huan was critically ill, and he still knelt down in front of the bed, begging the fourth son to recognize his ancestors and return to his family.

He thought that when he came to the north this time, he had missed the opportunity to get close to Gao Xiaowan, the eldest son of Gao Cheng, who was very likely to single-handedly control the power of the Eastern Wei Dynasty in the future.Unexpectedly, this humble young master born from a concubine is intelligent and mischievous in nature. If he polishes it well, he will be like a famous sword through the ages.

Liu Guan has more and more such a wonderful feeling recently.

People and things are just like this. They go back and forth a thousand times, and everything cannot be as people want, but God's will arranges it in the dark.

"My lord, people and things, like the four seasons of the year, the mountains and rivers, the land, the day and night, life and death have their fate. Although the sorrow of spring and autumn is the nature of a literati with keen nature and surging thoughts, if you can't understand the principles of the world, know the destiny, and do your best , mourning for the future sorrow, but instead of losing the good time now and not making gains, immersing in it, that is not what a smart person like the son should do."

. . . . . .Xiao Zimo continued to stare at the teacher.

She spoke so vaguely in a few words, and the husband's answer was also very vague, but he hit the target, and a few words drove away most of the uneasiness in her heart.

"Mr. Liu, with a talent like yours, why did you leave your hometown and come to the north to teach me, a worthless student?"

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"Young master is very talented, and the whimsical ideas in his head are very eye-opening. The old slave likes to teach the young master, and feels that his life is worthwhile for having a student like you. Hahaha, young master Why bother to feel sorry for the old slave?"

Xiao Zimo also laughed.Although the future is unknown, fate cannot be controlled by one hand as she wishes, so it is better to be open-minded.The gentleman's explanation of the broad and ancient and the present made her feel relaxed.

She is far inferior to this Confucian scholar more than 1000 years ago, worrying about nothing but mediocrity, it is ridiculous!

"Sir, I'll go eat something to catch up on sleep first, and make up all the lessons I missed in the morning in the afternoon. This is the last time I'll skip class, don't worry, sir! We've made a deal!"

"A word is settled!"

Liu Guan looked at the small figure of the child jumping away with a smile, and the thoughts in his heart flowed like a pond full of water, shimmering and stirring.

That winter, Xiao Zimo, Gao Changgong's grandfather, Gao Huan, died.

Died in the old house of the Gao family in Jinzhou.

Thousands of miles to the funeral, the whole country condolences.

Emperor Xiaojing Yuan Shanjian personally drove to Jinzhou for the funeral, and wept in Gaohuan's mourning hall.

"Losing the grand master in this dynasty is like losing the pillars of a building! Alas!"

Emperor Xiaojing knelt down next to the coffin in the mourning hall and wept bitterly. The young father took Xiao Zimo's hand and showed no intention of stepping forward to help him.

Today, Xiao Zimo finally understands that she lives in such a powerful Gao family.In today's era, Tuoba's descendants have long been reduced to puppets, and the Gao family covers the sky with only one hand.

Yu Huangshi, her young father, Gao Cheng, is just a step between taking and not taking.