Three anecdotes

"If it was your father who stood here today, would you still make him wait for you to take off your pants?"

"I—" Feng Xing's face turned red, this—what does Second Master Uncle mean by this.I have already passed my 11th birthday, and I am no longer a child.Although when I was young, I would be ordered to take off my pants and beaten, but now I have grown up.Moreover, I was taught a lesson by my father yesterday. Although the second uncle has already seen it, it is always different from showing it to him again.

Chu Yi lightly saw that his head was hiding like an ostrich, and didn't know what he was awkward about, so he simply raised the white wooden stick and gently slapped his buttocks, Feng Xing was startled, and almost fell off the rattan chair .Thinking that I have made the Second Senior Uncle wait for so long, the Second Senior Uncle will not feel that he does not treat him as a relative, right? Turning his thoughts to this point, he dared not hesitate any longer. He stretched his hand behind and touched the cold armor , I blame myself even more.Is it necessary for the second uncle to fight through such a thick armor?While hesitating, he was knocked twice on the buttocks again, Feng Xing blushed even more, he quickly got off the wicker chair and took off the armor, already sweating profusely.

Chu Yi lightly held the half white wood gun barrel and looked at him coldly, seeing that Feng Xing still folded the armor neatly, even the creases were clearly defined.After Feng Xing finished, he lifted up his long gown, pinned the back hem to the belt around his waist, and carefully knelt down on the rattan chair, as if thinking of something, he bit his lips tightly and pulled down his trousers to the heels of his legs.

Chu Yi lightly lifted Bai Mu and walked over, casually poked his trousers down again, and sure enough, he saw neat scars on his buttocks and legs, bruised and purple, swollen as high as a finger.With such a serious injury, how could he still be able to ride a horse? Did he really think that he raised a son who was not a terracotta warrior?Chu Yi lightly lifted the wooden stick, new wounds piled on top of old ones, Feng Xing hugged the chair tightly, his shoulders twitched almost invisibly.

Chu Yi lightly poked his right shoulder blade, Feng Xing knew that this meant to make him admit his mistake, he swallowed the cold air that was so eloquent, "Huan'er is at fault, Huan'er shouldn't not take care of his body. "

"Whoosh!" She slapped him harder and mercilessly on his buttocks.It's really ridiculous. It's not a mistake to not take care of your body.Is it the child who is going to be beaten all over his body and drag a red, swollen butt to ride a horse to fight and expand the territory?It's none of your business, what's wrong with making mistakes.

"Crack!" Again.

Feeling the power of the family law, Fengxing knew that this confession was not recognized, and that's right, only his father would care about such things, "It's Fengxing's fault, since he knew he had a mission, he shouldn't make a mistake and make his father angry." When he said this, he turned his head, "Uncle, it's not that my father doesn't feel sorry for me. He should have hit me a few hundred times, but because of the task, he only took fifty."

Chu Yiqing just poked his right shoulder again.

Feng Xing knew that his uncle didn't want to hear himself explaining to his father, what he wanted to know at the moment was only his own mistakes, or how he understood his own mistakes.Even so, before he opened his mouth to make a statement, he still added one more sentence, "Huan'er doesn't hurt,"

Chu Yiqing's heart suddenly sank, Xiu Ming, did you teach the child too sensible, or you have gotten used to it, so used to it that you don't even know it hurts.

"Huan'er knows that Second Martial Uncle is disappointed, not because I haven't improved in martial arts, but because, since I was a child, I know that I should have the world in mind, but I am still so unsightly in dealing with people. Huan'er failed Second Martial Uncle, but even if I overstepped, Huan Huan'er still wants to say that if there is a next time, Huan'er still wants to fight against the second uncle, Huan'er will still do so. The command of the father commander is to win and capture the cottage, no matter who is guarding in front, Huan'er will just You can do this. This has nothing to do with temperament and pattern, it’s just that you have no choice. When you meet on a narrow road, if you only have morality in your mind, Huan’er is tied to the 40 King Jing’s army. They also have families and relatives. On the battlefield, disobedience to orders is death, and retreat is death." He hugged the back of the chair tightly, "I know I made a mistake, but I don't regret it. I let the second uncle down. I admit it. You can fight, but if you want me to change it, I can't do it!"

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!" His answer was four merciless blows.Chu Yi was not angry at him for talking back, but he was angry at him for not making progress. A mistake is a mistake, and admitting a mistake is an admission. People are lying here and there are many reasons. I will teach you or you will teach me.

These four slaps on Chu Yiqing were merciless at all, the child's buttocks were covered with four purlins, as if the swollen scars from the previous board were divided.Feng Xing gasped in pain and did not recover for a long time.Finally heaving a sigh of relief, the child quickly turned around to see Chu Yi's light expression, he couldn't see anything through the screen, and the second uncle couldn't scold himself for losing his temper, but in those eyes——

"Second Martial Uncle——" Feng Xing twisted his body, trembling with pain, "Huan'er, Huan'er just didn't want to lie to you. You said that if you know your mistakes and admit your mistakes, you must correct your mistakes, but on the battlefield, there are not only right and wrong It's that simple."

"Swipe!" Again.

Both the father and the son have the same temper. The child who is only a few years old can teach like his father.In this world, he is the only one who is just and righteous. Whatever he does is for the sake of the millions of people in the world. The life of tens of thousands of people is life. Isn't it true that one person's life is not life?Xiu Ming always said that he didn't understand war, but how could he understand human nature.

The great benevolence of heaven and earth, knowing that you are thirsty, has water from rivers and lakes for you to drink, knowing that you are hungry, and growing millet for you to eat, what about people?There is not enough grain and miscellaneous grains to eat, and other living things have to be hunted, especially the fine clothes and jade food, and more killings are made for the sake of a larger territory and more benefits.In the process of scrambling, they gradually lost their minds and even forgot what they wanted at first. Could it be that this is the life they want?He knows better than anyone else that this is the way to go. Shang Quhan has drawn him a blueprint for peace in the world through ten years of precepts and deeds. He can't force him to change. It's just that he doesn't want his children to pursue those things. Don't lose your original self when you have a big dream that is beyond reach.At least, don't regard mistakes as sacrifices, and then be self-satisfied with righteousness.

Feng Xing hugged the back of the chair, his whole body was stiff, the wound behind him throbbed in pain, he had just had time to swallow the initial pain, before he could wait for another whipping, he started to panic.What was Second Master Uncle thinking? He must be angry with himself. It was really too much for him to say that.

Feng Xing turned around again, and looked at Chu Yiqing's expression through the screen. Chu Yiqing held the whip with one hand, and showed him with the other hand, "Do you have to watch your words even when you are beaten?"

Feng Xing bowed his head, "It's Huan'er's fault." He must have learned to read words and expressions from the time he can remember, and it just so happens that being beaten is the one thing that needs to be watched the most.

Chu Yi patted him on the back lightly, "Get up first, let's reason."

"Master, don't talk, it will waste your energy." Feng Xing said hastily.

Chu Yi shook his head lightly, the sound transmission into the secret voice was like whispering close to his ears, Chu Yi lightly and deliberately lowered his voice, appearing extra gentle, "Huan'er, I don't mean that I care about all the people in the world. What's wrong, I also admit that sometimes in order to achieve some bright goals, sacrifices have to be made. But first, who will make this sacrifice, and second, who will choose this sacrifice? You can use any means to achieve your goals, However, you can’t take it for granted. You admit your mistakes, but you tell me that you don’t change. Do you really know your mistakes? In fact, you don’t think you have done anything wrong. Even if you do something bad Even people who are good at it will have times when they are wrong, but you will not feel guilty at all."

"Huan'er feels ashamed for making Second Martial Uncle sad."

Chu Yi nodded lightly, "This is the crux of the matter. What you feel guilty about is making me sad, not because you did something wrong. Even, you won't feel that I will be sad, because you will tell yourself in your heart that Chu Yi lightly I know that you are such people, and I know that you have no malicious intentions."

"You guys that Uncle Master is talking about, are you referring to me and my father?" Feng Xing raised his head.

Chu Yiqing didn't expect that he would say such a thing in front of the child. After thinking about it, he felt that Feng Xing was not a child anymore, so he nodded.

Feng Xing grabbed Chu Yiqing's hand, "Second Martial Uncle, don't be angry with your father again, okay? He really cares about you. Since you left the palace two years ago, Feng Xing has never seen his father smile again. Deal with it After a day of military affairs, I managed to sneak in some leisure time. Fengxing saw his father painting you several times. When he painted you, even the shadow guards didn't dare to breathe loudly, because that expression was really too lonely and lonely. He tightened the sleeves of Chu Yi, "Uncle, don't leave father, okay? You are not the king of Linyuan, and there is never a whole country between you and father. As long as you are willing, father will treat you wholeheartedly. "Feng Xing raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were too sincere, sincere and humble.

Chu Yi patted his hand lightly, and calmly pulled away the sleeve that was held by him. He only asked, "Where's your mother?"

Fengxing stopped talking.

Chu Yi lightly showed him, "Do you know why I hate him? Your father is scarier than Shang Chengbi. Shang Chengbi is despicable, at least despicable and sincere. But your father, he wants everything. 12 years ago, He wanted a son, so he had your mother. There is nothing wrong with it, and I never blamed him for it. But, since you have chosen, don’t try to have the best of both worlds, even if your mother passed away. "

Feng Xing's eyes suddenly met Chu Yi's light eyes. At that moment, his eyes were very hard and cold, like stalactites hanging in a cave, "My mother was killed by my father, right?"

Chu Yi was slightly startled, he knew that Feng Xing was premature, but he didn't know that this child had matured to such an extent, "Of course not, dystocia, it's just an accident. Why do you think so?"

Feng Xing smiled lightly, "Is it an accident? I am so grateful to God for my mother's accident, at least when she left, she didn't bring regret and despair." He turned his head away, as if he didn't dare to look at Chu Yi lightly , but that sentence finally came out, "I don't know why I think this way, I'm just used to thinking about what my father would do when I make every decision. At that time, if it was me, That's the only way I choose."

"Hoo!" Chu Yi lightly raised his hand and slapped him hard on the white wooden stick.Huan'er, you are only ten years old, do you know what a woman who bears children for you represents? Even if you don't understand anything, you shouldn't use such a cold tone to judge the life and death of such a close person.

Feng Xing's expression was unexpectedly dignified, "Second Martial Uncle thinks it's ridiculous. In fact, it's not. When I was young, I felt sorry for my mother. Later, my father promised me that when the right time came, I would definitely give my mother a Name, I was very happy at that time. Later, when I saw my father draw the portrait of my uncle over and over again, I realized that there is no difference whether there is a name or not. Even if one day, my mother becomes an upright Princess Jingbian, it will be just Because my father needs me to be the undisputed prince of Jingbian. What she got in this life is so little. Or, as a mother's son, it is wrong to say this, but uncle, father gave you all his heart, he There is no way to accommodate others. Even if this person once bore him children."

Chu Yi landed on his buttocks lightly and heavily, and then pressed his back, facing the high peak of his buttocks, without changing hands five times.Then it moved down half an inch, five more times.Down again, ten times.The 21 strokes in a row made Feng Xing curl up on the chair in pain. If Chu Yi hadn't pressed him lightly, he would hardly be able to hold on.

Chu Yiqing left three deep and transparent marks on his buttocks before closing his hands, crossed his shoulders, raised his chin, pressed his thumb against the cold sweat that had just rolled down his cheeks, and faced him. With foggy eyes, "Remember this pain, never forget it. Cong Huan, anyone in this world can say such a thing, only you can't." Chu Yi lightly raised his hand, and another blow pierced the pain. Said the raised skin, "Do you remember?"

Big cold sweat rolled down his neck, Feng Xing gritted his teeth, and it took him a long time to catch his breath, "Yes, Cong Huan remembered it."

Chu Yi nodded lightly, and raised the white wood in his hand, "Second, no matter what the reason, it is wrong to hurt yourself to take advantage of the people closest to you. It doesn't matter if the military order is like a mountain, or it doesn't matter if you have to. , If you know your mistake, don’t make another mistake next time. I can forgive you once, and I won’t tolerate you a second time. I’m not your father. You should know that I’m not a patient person. I’ve reminded you Huan'er, listen to me clearly, and don't use your emotions to coerce anyone. Me, your third uncle, your junior uncle, or even your ancestor, or your father, Every uncle in King Jing's army, no matter whether they will care about you or not, doing so will only make your vision narrower, your structure smaller, and more childish. You beat me today, two thousand pairs They can clearly see that you beat me, but they will not think that you are better than me. Even when there is no food and drink, when they talk about this, they will only say, the young commander is still young, Mr. Zhao Lie You won't argue with the young commander. Fengxing, if your victory is all based on others deceiving you as a child, they will only obey the business character on your commander's flag, not you. This flag, you Whether you can take it over from your father depends on how much victory your true ability is worth. Do you understand?"

Feng Xing was silent for a while, then nodded, "I don't understand everything, but Feng Xing will seriously think about it."

"Shh!" Again, "That's your business, I just want you to remember it today. Promise me, you will remember it and never do it again."

"I--"

"Hoo!" Again, "Without any hesitation! Didn't you say that the military order is like a mountain? This is an order."

Chu Yiqing's gaze was too fixed. At that moment, Fengxing suddenly felt that the second uncle, who was usually as gentle as jade, had an aura that was more fearsome than his father.He doesn't even care about your rebuttal, he just asks you not to disobey. "Yes. Fengxing remembered."

Chu Yi gestured lightly, "Repeat it for me."

Feng Xing took a deep breath, "Cong Huan promises to Second Martial Uncle that from now on, he will not use his feelings to coerce anyone."

Chu Yi pressed lightly, "What if I do it again?" It's not that he doesn't believe in Feng Xing's promise, he just likes to say the worst words first.

"If you commit the crime again, let the second uncle deal with it."

"That's not what I want to hear."

Feng Xing hesitated, "If I do it again, I won't be able to take over Prince Jing's seal of command."

Chu Yi shook his head lightly, "Your father only has you as his son, so he puts so much effort into you, and he is reluctant to hand over his precious Prince Jing's army to others to spoil it. This is not binding."

Feng Xing lowered his head and thought for a while, "If I do it again, I'll have Second Martial Uncle break my leg."

Chu Yi lightly gestured casually, "I won't do that. It has no deterrent effect."

Feng Xing felt that his heart was about to lift, he thought about it again, and his voice lowered a lot unconsciously, "If I do it again, I will let my father break my leg with his own hands."

Chu Yiqing's response this time was a whip.

Feng Xing really couldn't think of a more severe punishment, he slightly raised his eyes, "Second Martial Uncle——"

Chu Yi lightly tapped his knee with the white wood cut, "If you do it again, you will cut off your leg yourself. I know that you and your father are both very good at calling infidelity this moment and that moment. A word from a real man Now, for the sake of the righteousness of the world, you don't have to care about disappointing me, but you can't let yourself look down on yourself, right?"

Feng Xing only felt his heart contract suddenly, at that moment, he finally understood why his father didn't chase him back on the day the second uncle turned to leave.Some people seem to be gentle and peaceful, but in fact, it is only because, deep down in their hearts, they are much firmer and stronger than anyone else.

The author has something to say: Brother Chu is really more ruthless than anyone else, sigh~