Thinking

Lu Yingqiu was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little dazed and frozen, and then he laughed: "You are very similar to him."

Qi Si smiled: "No matter who he is, he still owes me. Even if I meet him in the sky in the future, I will tell him that I have done many things for him and the people of the world. I have a clear conscience and let him be convinced. Apologize to me."

Hearing this, Lu Yingqiu laughed heartily and nodded.

"Does my master know about this?" Qi Si asked.

"Chongyi is friends with your father and me. I asked him to teach you swordsmanship. He may have already guessed it, but he never asked." Lu Yingqiu replied.

Qi Si nodded, Chong Yi is very smart, and this is indeed his style of doing things.

Lu Yingqiu looked at Qi Si, feeling a lot of emotion: "I used to always want to tell you the truth, but your father didn't agree, he wanted to tell you himself one day... After he left, I felt that when you grow up, you can come back safely. Jin Guo, I will tell you everything again, but I never thought that many things in life cannot be planned."

Not seeing each other in life, moving like participating in business, parents miss each other like this, from now on, he doesn't want these things to happen again.

People always have to take the initiative to fight for it, in order to have less regret and remorse in the unpredictable of fate.

The two talked for a long time in Puhua Temple, Qi Si gradually listed many plans and ideas in his mind, but he knew that he still needed to wait patiently for the opportunity.

In the evening, Lu Yingqiu took Qisi back to Changyu on horseback. Looking at the bustling and noisy crowd in the city, he suddenly felt that he was being pushed by fate on an unknown road.

There are countless enemies and friends on this road, and there are the most sinister plots and the brightest truths. He doesn't know whether he will reach the bright end or die with hatred like his father, but he has infinite courage in his heart, that is The confidence of the righteous way in the world and the faith left by the brave in the long river.

After returning to the palace to see Emperor Su, Qi Si's heart has calmed down. Now that he has something to do, he still has to continue to live his own life and do his own things well.

Lu Yingqiu bid farewell to Qisi and Emperor Su, and left in a hurry again, but Qisi was not as reluctant as before. He knew that Lu Yingqiu would see him from afar, and the spirits of his parents would protect them.

Emperor Su looked at Qi Si: "Aren't you going to cry this time?"

Qi Si smiled, remembering that when he first came to Yan Country, he felt abandoned by the whole world, and everyone except Lu Yingqiu was a bad person, and he never thought that he would become what he is today.

Su Di also laughed: "At that time, you recognized Lu Yingqiu in your eyes, and you cried so loudly while hanging on his body that I didn't even dare to look at him. I had a headache from crying, so I ran away quickly."

Qi Si blushed a little: "At that time, I had just narrowly escaped death, and I was more excited when I saw Lu Yingqiu, but now I don't."

After talking with Emperor Su for a while, Qi Si also left and went back to Jiang Xunyan's mansion.

Jiang Xuan didn't know where he went today, and Jiang Xunyan was not there. He found the books on the history of military warfare related to Ruichu that he had learned with Jiang Xunyan in the bookstore, and flipped through them, full of thoughts.

Rui Chu is no longer there, and the most he knows about his father is the records in these books. Looking at his father's big and small battle experiences, he seems to see him once.

Lu Yingqiu said that he was brave and handsome, and always calm when facing danger. He was a lone warrior who went deep into thousands of troops without hesitation on the battlefield, and he was also a general who dispatched thousands of troops and never panicked. , what would it be like?Unfortunately, no longer know.

His whole life was devoted to military and horse warfare, and that was all that Qi Si could imagine, and this matter was difficult in ancient times.

Qi Si was wondering again, would Jiang Xunyan have guessed his identity?He must have doubted it, but he felt that Jiang Xunyan would not hurt him, because Jiang Xunyan seemed to have sincere respect and friendship for Rui Chu, and they were friends when they were young.

Thinking about it, Qi Si lay on the table and gradually fell asleep, with a book spread out or piled up beside him, every word in it was about Rui Chu's past.

The breeze blows through the bookstore, and the spring breeze brings Changyu's unique refreshing and floral fragrance. The smell of ink stains on books is mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, and Qisi's hair and clothes are gently brushed.

In his trance, his mother came to see him again. She was still beautiful, with the gentleness of the south of the Yangtze River and the gallantry of a martial arts practitioner. She gently hugged Qi Si and said with a smile: "Qi Si, Qi Si..."

When Jiang Xunyan returned to Xiang's mansion, the people in the mansion said that Qi Si was in the Book Pavilion, and when he entered the Book Pavilion, seeing the flickering lights, Qi Si fell into a deep sleep, and gently patted him on the shoulder to wake him up: "Tired? Go back to sleep."

Qisi woke up in a daze, recalled his mother's voice and smile, and looked at the letter in front of him, Jiang Xunyan said helplessly: "I won't talk today, go back and rest."

Qi Si rubbed his face, his eyes became sober and bright, and he smiled and said, "Sir, do you write notes?"

Jiang Xunyan nodded, and sat next to him, thinking about packing up the slips, grinding ink for Jiang Xunyan while watching Jiang Xunyan write, and asked, "What kind of person is General Rui Chu in the eyes of Mr.? Do you get along well?"

Jiang Xunyan stopped writing, looked at Qi Si, put the pen on the edge of the inkstone, and asked, "Why do you remember to ask this?"

Qi Si kept grinding the ink in his hand, looking at the slips of paper in his hand, and said: "I study how Rui Chu fights every day, but Rui Chu is also a person. When he is not fighting, what does he like to do and what does he hate to eat? It's not funny, what you talk about with your friends, but no one will write it down, and no one else will care, presumably only those who know him will know."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Xunyan seemed to be remembering this old friend, with a smile on his face, he reached out to pat Qi Si's hand supporting Moyan, let him sit beside him, and said, "Indeed, these are the common military books. I can't write it, and I'm afraid I can't write history books now...

"Well, he is actually somewhat similar to Emperor Su, funny and informal. We used to know each other when we were young, and he was actually a little childish. He often made silly jokes, causing everyone to beat him up...

"Rui Chu is a dedicated person. Once he has identified his wife, he will never look at other girls. In fact, he doesn't care much about his children's love. He spends all his love on one person all his life. "

Qi Si smiled and said, "Won't that make many girls sad?"

Jiang Xunyan smiled: "No, girls will be tempted when they see his handsome and mighty appearance, but after ten words with him, they will be bored and retreat."

Qi Si couldn't help but laugh: "That's also a skill."

Jiang Xunyan thought about it again: "But when he practiced swords and talked about the art of war, he seemed to be a different person. It made people feel that everything on the battlefield was in his game-it's a pity that those girls couldn't see it. He looks like this, otherwise he will fall in love and be sad."

Qi Si tried hard to imagine Rui Chu's handsome and tall appearance, imagined him holding the Kunwu sword, facing the marching map and the appearance of thousands of soldiers forming formations under the command stage.

He also imagined his mother by his side, and the two of them fighting each other in the Fanghua Temple where the peach blossoms were flying, holding a long sword like water, heroic and beautiful, and not old, as if the missed years and years were flowing back one by one.

He felt that maybe his father and mother were too perfect, and even their love was so beautiful, that fate would leave them with endless regrets in this tortuous way.

"Sir, do you think Rui Chu's charges are true?" Qi Si asked.

Jiang Xunyan shook his head: "Based on what I know about him, I don't think it's true."

Qi Si was a little curious: "Why are you so sure, Mister?"

Jiang Xunyan said: "I have also seen those crimes. It doesn't matter what doubts there are in the evidence. The important thing is the purpose."

"Purpose?" Qi Si didn't quite understand.

Jiang Xunyan nodded: "That's right, the purpose - Rui Chu can use all means to collect money for some purpose, but he will not do it for personal gain. Looking at the evidence and crimes, it can only be said that someone who doesn't know him or Made up by someone who knows him too well.”

Qi Si understood what he meant, and his expression was very moved: "Why does Mr. trust him so much? People will change. Could it be that he has become fond of money after so many years?"

Jiang Xunyan shook his head: "Just like a horse doesn't eat meat instead of grass, no matter how everyone changes, there are parts that don't change."

Qi Si asked: "What do you think I won't change, sir? What about your majesty? What about you, sir?"

Jiang Xunyan smiled: "You, you are soft-hearted, and you will always be soft-hearted towards those close to you. Your Majesty, I dare not speak rashly. As for myself, people can't see myself clearly, only because I am in this mountain. "

Qi Si smiled: "Mr. will not change. What will not change is that he takes the common people as his own responsibility, and he is also afraid of urging marriage and being afraid of being paid New Year's greetings."

Jiang Xunyan nodded after listening, and tapped his finger on Qisi's forehead: "Then wait ten years and see if you are right."

"Does Ruichu have any shortcomings?" Qi Si thought of his father again.

Jiang Xunyan thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Rui Chu naturally has shortcomings. I remember that he is very picky eater, but when he joined the army, the conditions were difficult, and he would endure it. Once he returned to the city and home, he would eat bad food. His father He always scolds him for being so picky after being starved... He sometimes has a bad temper, but once he arrives in the barracks, it is said that he puts away all his bad habits, saying that he doesn't want others to think that he is playing tricks by relying on his background... But It's all about teenage years, the last time I saw him we were both in our teens."

Early thoughts, teens, that is still a teenager, these are not considered shortcomings, I wonder if my father will become a lot when he is an adult, if he knows the teenage Rui Chu, maybe he will become a very good friend.

Seeing his daydream, Jiang Xunyan smiled and stretched out his hand to pat him on the head: "Have you heard enough of the story? I haven't written my notebook yet. Would you like to help me write it? Tomorrow, His Majesty may say, 'I think Yu Ke is too. That's right, Jiang Xunyan, you have someone who will succeed you, so you should tell your old age and return to your hometown, and let Yu Ke become Prime Minister Zuo, so that you don't get tired of looking at these faces every day'..."

Thinking about it for a while, it was indeed Emperor Su's tone, laughing so hard that his stomach hurts.After recovering, he felt a little embarrassed, and sat back to polish Jiang Xunyan's ink, and quietly accompanied him to write notes.

The light is warm and yellow, illuminating the quietness and warmth in the bookstore. As he listens to the rustling sound of Jiang Xunyan's writing, the smell of the inkstone in his hand is fragrant, and the night wind sends April's newsletter outside the house, he reminisces over and over again in his imagination. Parents, the appearance of the family seems to be complete.

This night, in his dream, it was April in the south of the Yangtze River. Among the mountains and mist, the water crossed the boat head, and in the peach blossom garden, the fragrance was lingering, and the scenery was just right.