Looking at the mountains and rivers

Yang Dai lowered his eyes again, and said softly: "Is father blaming his son for being vicious?"

The fire and candles in the main hall flickered, and Yang Dai could only feel the darkness in front of his eyes. He didn't hear his father's answer for a long time, and he didn't dare to raise his head, but the muscles on his back became stiff.

Suddenly there was a soft "clank", but it was Yang Ye who took his old harp in his hand, stroked the strings of the harp with his fingers, and his face didn't know whether it was sadness or joy: "Maybe it's vicious, but..." He shook his head. Shaking his head, he stopped talking and played the harp in his hand.

The delicate sound of the harp poured out like running water. Yang Dai sat there on his knees, listening to his father fiddle with the instrument, a ghost slowly rose in his heart and gradually spread.

Yang Ye suddenly stopped plucking the strings, he put down the harp, turned to Yang Dai and said, "Daier, can you promise father something."

Yang Dai sat upright, "But according to my father's orders."

"In the future, if you succeed King Mu, drive your younger brothers to the fief." He whispered, "Don't hurt their lives, okay?"

Yang Dai's complexion changed drastically, he stared at his father: "How could I..." He only said half a sentence, and then met his father's sharp knife-like eyes, and finally gave up arguing, just bowed his head and said, "I will never I won’t hurt my younger brothers, please rest assured, father.”

"Okay." Yang Ye nodded, "Since you have agreed, I will not pursue the past. When I return from Anyang this time, I will send a message to Prince Yong's Mansion, asking the ancestral temple to make you the son of King Mu."

Hearing these words, Yang Dai's complexion changed a few times, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words "Li Shizi", leaned over and kowtowed: "Thank you, father."

Yang Ye walked up to him and helped him up: "Go back and get ready, this time I will go to Anyang with you."

"Father is going too?" Yang Dai was taken aback, and was a little suspicious, "This time I'm just going to negotiate peace with the people of Yanyu, so there's no need to work for my father. Besides, it's a long way to Anyang, how can my father's body endure such a situation?" bumps."

"You think I'm here for peace talks?" Yang Ye gave him a cold look, "Isn't it because of you that I went all the way to Anyang? Miscellaneous army, I don't care if you kill him with poison or tricks, but if you show your feet, there will be a rebellion in the frontier, can you hold it back?"

Terrified, Yang Dai knelt down again: "It's still father who has thought carefully, and my son will go and prepare." He was about to leave, but hesitated again, "It will take at least several months to go back and forth to Anyang, and my father is not here. Aren't there no one to take care of major affairs in the court?"

"Are you worried about this?" Yang Ye smiled noncommittally, "Although the emperor is useless, the old ministers can't even handle political affairs well. I don't worry about the affairs of the court, but the family... "

He pondered for a while, then Fang said: "Well, Yang Cong and Yang Jue have both grown up, and they can probably handle family affairs."

"Yes." Although Yang Dai's face was a bit strange, but he still covered it up, and then quietly retreated out. Before going out, he clearly saw his father pick up the harp again, and said in a low voice: " Aina..."

The fact that King Mu wanted to leave the capital for Anyang with his eldest son caused quite a stir in the palace.Wei Changxuan first heard that Yang Jue was going to be in charge of the affairs of the palace, so his head grew dizzy, and he wandered around the courtyard every day, trying his best to deal with the third son who came to find fault.However, Yang Jue didn't come at all. He suddenly lost the discipline of his father and brother. He was like a horse without a bridle. .

Although there are a few big stewards in the palace, but the servants are unavoidable day by day, there are countless people drinking and gambling at night, the stewards themselves are happy to have a leisurely time, so they just turn a blind eye and let them go.

In this atmosphere of singing and dancing, Wei Changxuan also got a vacation. He took a big car to the suburbs early, and was going to visit his adoptive father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Now it’s spring, and it’s not as cold as winter. The door and windows of the hut guarding the mausoleum are no longer closed. The sun shines into the house through the gaps in the window lattice, reflecting the flying dust.Wei Changxuan tiptoed in and saw Tian Wenli lying on the bamboo recliner with his eyes half closed, his gray hair hanging down in strands from the gaps in the bamboo chair.

Wei Changxuan fiddled with the ends of the hair, Tian Wenli opened his eyes lightly, and chuckled without looking back: "Xuan'er, you naughty ghost."

This was a trick they used to play. Standing behind his adoptive father, Wei Changxuan felt that he had suddenly become a child, who could be held on his lap and teased just like when he was a child.

After the little inner eunuch served snacks and tea, he retreated tactfully, leaving the father and son alone to talk.Wei Changxuan held back his words, how could he hold back, while eating snacks, he poured out all the things he had encountered in the palace in the past few months.

"At first I heard that you went to Prince Mu's Mansion, I was really worried for a while." Tian Wenli watched him munching with a smile, and nodded lightly, "It seems that you are doing well."

Wei Changxuan rolled up his sleeves triumphantly, and showed his foster father his strong forearm: "At first, some ignorant people wanted to bully me, but after a few fights, they became afraid."

When Tian Wenli heard this, he sighed and smiled: "I told you a long time ago, don't be arrogant. Since you serve such a master, you should not cause trouble for him. If you always fight fiercely, others will find an excuse. On the contrary, it will ruin him even more.”

Wei Changxuan was slightly startled, and then forced himself to say: "That Yang Jue is busy visiting brothels all day now, and has no time to deal with us at all."

Tian Wenli's face darkened: "Why are you talking so vulgarly now? Sure enough, if you are not in the army, you will lose your teaching."

Wei Changxuan groaned secretly in his heart, he actually learned these vulgar words in the imperial army, but he deliberately covered them up in the past and never uttered them in front of his adoptive father, but today he accidentally let them slip out of his mouth.

"When the limelight is over, thank your little master, and go back to Shenwuwei." Tian Wenli said slowly, drinking tea.

"How can that be?" Wei Changxuan was anxious, "I promised him to stay by his side."

Tian Wenli was startled, and frowned: "Xuan'er, what nonsense are you talking about. Now that the Chinese New Year is over, you are already 16 years old, so stop being so childish." He slowed down, and said earnestly, "Ah Father doesn't ask you to be famous, as long as your life is safe and well-fed, that's fine. The master you follow... In a place like Prince Mu's Mansion, it's almost impossible to protect yourself. I'm afraid you will be implicated in the future, so it's better to get out as soon as possible. "

Wei Changxuan was stunned immediately. It's not that he didn't think about Yang Yan's situation in the future, because even now, his situation is already very difficult.He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Father, when I was young, you taught me that the most important thing in life is faith. You told me that a man can do something and not do something, but he must never break his promise. He clenched his fists involuntarily, "If he hadn't begged King Mu that day, I would either be in Yanting or die now. If I violated my promise to him, I would be no different from a beast!"

Tian Wenli looked at him in surprise, as if he had never known him, he looked at his face carefully, and then closed his eyes forcefully: "Okay, Xuan'er, this is your own way, Dad doesn't care about you " He whispered, "However, you have to be on guard with your sincere heart. The most ruthless emperor's family, your little master is also named Yang after all. Your mind is not simple, you can do it yourself."

Wei Changxuan thought feebly that Dad had been in the palace for too long and was wary of anyone. If he saw Yang Yan himself, he would definitely not think so, and would ridicule him...just a little lamb.

After the young man left, Tian Wenli looked outside the half-closed door, with pain in his pupils, and murmured: "This temperament...is really similar."

When we returned to Prince Mu's Mansion, it was already time to light the lanterns.Wei Changxuan came back late, afraid of listening to the nagging of the chief executive, so he didn't go through the main entrance, climbed a tree from the side wall familiarly, and then jumped into the yard without making a sound.

The courtyard was as quiet as ever, and the servants returned to their rooms early. There was no one in the courtyard, only the main room was lit through the window paper.

Wei Changxuan pushed open the door lightly, and Luo Lan, who was sewing needles under the lamp, looked up and saw him, and only nodded without saying a word.It was Wei Changxuan who first smiled obediently: "Aunt Luolan."

"Haven't you eaten dinner, there is a snack for you over there." Lorraine didn't blame him for coming back late, and pointed in the direction of the table.

When Wei Changxuan went to look at it, he saw two kinds of sweet and salty snacks, the sweet one was crystal clear Touhua Ci, and the salty one was crispy fried pancakes, at first sight it was Luo Lan's handicraft.Luo Lan is from Donghu, and he is very good at making pancakes and other Hu food. This kind of fried food is Wei Changxuan's favorite food, and he quickly emptied a plate of dim sum.

"By the way, where is the young master?" Wei Changxuan suddenly found that Yang Yan was not lying on the bed in the inner room, and panicked immediately, "Did the third young master come to trouble him again?"

Lorraine smiled and shook his head: "He is reading in the study, don't disturb him."

reading?What do you think?Wei Changxuan almost blurted out the question, but felt that it was wrong. Driven by curiosity, he still sneaked into the study.

I saw Yang Yan sitting at the desk, with several books in front of him. He groped the pages with his hands, and moved his lips slightly, as if he was reading silently.

Probably hearing his footsteps, Yang Yan slowly turned his head and asked tentatively, "Wei Changxuan, are you back?"

"That's right." Wei Changxuan moved closer to him, and looked down at how he was reading the book. It turned out that the words on the pages of the book were densely packed with pinholes. This delicate work must have been done by Luo Lan.However, trying to identify the contents of the book was so rare and unimaginable, Wei Changxuan couldn't understand why Yang Yan made it so hard for him.

"What book are you reading?" He asked, thinking about something like "The Book of Songs" in his heart, but Yang Yan turned over the cover of the book to show him, but on it were "Zhengzhenglu" in large characters , and the books scattered next to it are "Zilu Mengshi" and "Zilu Commentary".

When Wei Changxuan saw these things, his eyes went dark. Tian Wenli took him to the school to study since he was very young. At first he could speak the Three Character Classics, but when he read the Four Books, he felt his head would explode.He couldn't recite the articles that the master had to recite, and he couldn't understand the lectures, so he just skipped school and went to play in the street.Tian Wenli reprimanded him countless times for this, and finally found that he was not material for studying, so he sent him to the Imperial Army instead.

It stands to reason that at Yang Yan's current age, it is too early to read the four books. How could he read the old-fashioned "Zhengzhengzhenglu"? Wei Changxuan couldn't help but said: "Did you just pick up the book and read it? right?"

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly: "It's a bit difficult, but if you read the annotations, you can understand most of them. Wei Changxuan, will you come and read with me?"

Wei Changxuan shook his head again and again, and said sternly: "This kind of stuff will be short-lived if you read it, I don't want to read it."

Yang Yan looked in his direction with some surprise, but Wei Changxuan added another sentence: "I mean I will have a short life, I am most afraid of reading."

"Actually, I don't want to read either." Yang Yan slowly closed the pages of the book and lowered his eyelids, "But if I don't read, I'm really useless."

Tian Wenli also said this to Wei Changxuan in the past, such as "you must study hard, you can stand up for your writing", and "everything is inferior, only reading is good", Wei Changxuan ignored them all, and finally abandoned writing. Wu went.However, Yang Yan has no way to practice martial arts. If he can't do anything, he must be very lonely in his heart.

"Actually, if you want to study, you can just read the Book of Songs. You are the son of King Mu, and you don't need to take the number one examination." Wei Changxuan laughed, "I don't think your brothers may have read these books. Bar."

Yang Yan also smiled, and he touched the pages of the book back and forth: "This is what Mr. Han told me to read, I think it will be useful."

"Which Mr. Han?"

"It's the third brother's teacher. The third brother is not at home these few days, and Mr. Han will come and give me lectures when he has free time."

Wei Changxuan was a little baffled, he scratched his head, thinking that the gentleman must be really free.