love poison

Xin Mu shook his head, and Erlang shut up.Because he knew that his father shook his head not to mean "nothing", but "not to tell you".

The way this father and son get along is a bit different from others, because Xin Mu discovered a long time ago that Erlang is smart and precocious beyond his peers. On some issues, it is difficult for Xin Mu to fool Erlang in the way of ordinary children. Send it away.So Xin Mu was honest with Erlang, and he told his son very clearly that he did have some things that he didn't want to tell anyone, even if it was Erlang, he didn't want to tell, but if Erlang guessed it himself, he would never lie to Erlang.

The same is true for the question of who Erlang's father is. Xin Mu never took the initiative to say, but he did not interfere with Erlang's guessing.

Erlang thought for a while, then suddenly asked quickly: "But you are thinking about something related to your father?"

Xin Mu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Yes."

Erlang then asked again: "My father is a chess player?"

"No."

"Then my father is a book writer?"

"No."

Erlang was a little frustrated, and the two of them had such conversations more than a hundred times. Erlang often attacked quickly, but he didn't get anything out of Xin Mu's mouth.He took the book in Xin Mu's hand and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't find any clues about his father, so Xin Mu was so engrossed in reading it.

"Sooner or later, I will find it myself." Erlang returned the book to Xin Mu, then took out a small bag from his waist, and took out the small hidden weapons he had collected inside to play with.

Xin Mu looked at him, and silently took a fan to fan the child. The child soon forgot the unhappiness just now, and talked about these hidden weapons with Xin Mu with a smile.

Xin Mu also smiled lightly, looking at Erlang, she felt happy in her heart, and after a while the child was tired from playing, and fell asleep by herself.The carriage continued to move forward under the scorching sun, and Xin Mu unconsciously thought of what the storyteller said just now.

In the past two months, the storyteller has told the story of his life over and over again. Although he cannot be said to be completely correct, at least [-]% of them are right. Therefore, Xin Mu also knows a lot of things that happened after he left.

It's just that the storyteller only knows the surface of things.For example, Ronghua refused to marry the eldest princess. In their view, this was a beautiful talk, but for Ronghua, the danger of refusing this marriage contract was no less than fighting on the battlefield.

Rong Hua's meritorious service is too outstanding, he has already been crowned king, if he is allowed to make meritorious service, how can he be crowned more?Such a person is a great official of the frontier, even if the emperor and that person have known him since childhood, they still have to be wary of him.If he can obediently marry the eldest princess, become the emperor's son-in-law, and have the emperor's grandson, and let the title of king of Yue be passed on to the emperor's grandson, maybe the emperor still has some trust in him.But he still refused, and it was well known that he refused, he really... was desperate.

What is he drawing?

Thinking of this, Xin Mu immediately stopped thinking about it. He has been like this for six years and never thought about it deeply.The only thing he knew was that no matter it was six years ago or now, he didn't want Rong Hua to die, that's all.

The carriage continued to move forward, Xin Mu wiped Erlang's sweat, and then put his thoughts on Erlang.Although this child looks like him, his temperament is not like him at all, but he is completely like...Rong Hua.At a young age, I still know how to buy flowers for girls.

As for other aspects, it is exactly the same as Rong Hua.

Xin Mu has very strict requirements on Erlang, he will never allow Erlang to learn from bad habits, but he has never restricted Erlang's nature and preferences.Erlang doesn't like reading, but he has a good foundation in martial arts; he doesn't like chess, but he learned how to play dominoes with escorts; he doesn't write very well, but he is very talented in drawing.Xin Mu followed his preferences and asked him to do what he loved.

Day after day, although Xin Mu told himself countless times that Erlang had nothing to do with others and was his own child, as the child grew up, he could more and more see the child on his face. imprint of man.And Erlang's curiosity about the unknown is getting heavier and heavier, maybe Erlang will really slowly piece together everything from that year.Besides, Erlang has always respected that person as a hero. If one day, they really want to meet by chance...

What should we do then?

Xin Mu worried over and over again, but still couldn't come up with an answer, so she could only think in her heart, I'm afraid that all of that will only be known at that time.

After ten days, the convoy of the Broadsword Escort arrived at the city gate of Yuezhou. The accountant of the convoy went to cooperate with the city guards to check the goods, and the rest of the people had breakfast at the inn outside the city gate. After eating, they settled the money , the guests who rented the carriage will leave the convoy, and the trip will be considered over.

As soon as Xin Mu and Erlang took their seats, Cheng Jin yelled strangely in the corner. Seeing this, Erlang said to Xin Mu: "Father, I want to relieve myself."

Xin Mu nodded, Erlang quickly slipped away, and went to the street corner outside the inn with Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin rubbed his hands nervously, and said: "Erlang, let me ask you, your father can tell you, how long will he stay in Zhaoyue this time? When will he return to the capital?"

Erlang shook his head: "He never told me, and I don't know."

Cheng Jin was a little nervous, and said: "Well...you can ask him, our escort carriage will return to Beijing in two months, if he wants to leave, I will leave a carriage for him. How good it is for us to go to the capital together , I will teach you how to ride a horse on the way."

"Really?" Erlang opened his eyes wide, thought for a while, and then said, "Brother Cheng Jin, you can't do this, you have to tell him yourself! It's been a few years, and you have become an escort from old age. Why can't you open your mouth? If this continues, my father can only treat you as a junior."

Cheng Jin's face turned red quickly, and he faltered: "You little brat, you're talking nonsense, what do you know!"

"Why don't I know? You like my father, you want to be my father, you... um!" Erlang was picked up by Cheng Jin and covered his mouth when Erlang was talking. It hurts, and he hurriedly hugged him and ran away, running to the alley with no one in one breath, and then let go of Erlang.

Erlang jumped off Cheng Jin, laughing haha.

"Don't, don't laugh!" Cheng Jin stammered again, and after a long time of deliberation, he squatted down to be at eye level with Erlang, and asked in a low voice: "Then...then what do you think...? I, I will be your father if……"

The author has something to say: Ah, what a short funeral_(:з)∠)_