wind blowing wind

The rain and dew, icy cold, hit Zuoqiu Jie's hand, making him frown, then relax, with a smile on his mouth, and quickly got up.

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Zuoqiu Yang knelt in the courtyard outside the imperial study room, motionless, his eyes looked at the ground, as if thinking.

It was raining, and it hit his hair drop by drop, penetrated into the skin, and it was cool and cool.Why is that not the case in his heart?He sent someone to inquire about the death of the dancer, and he could guess a thing or two from the description in the words. Presumably, his father must have done something wrong, and this vicious trick was all caused by himself...

Then I have to go out in person to be worthy, and today I have to kneel until my father agrees.

Thinking of the sudden blackness on the top of the head, the cold rain disappeared in an instant, and then a familiar cold fragrance came to the nostrils.Zuoqiu Yang's eyelashes trembled, looking at the pair of golden dragon-carved jade shoes, his heart was agitated.

I only heard a sigh from the top of my head: "Is Yang'er going to be sick?"

Zuoqiu Yang immediately raised his head when he heard this, and said: "No, I just... hope that the emperor will agree."

Holding an umbrella, Zuoqiu Jie looked at Zuoqiu Yang with an unfathomable expression, "Do you think going to war is just a joke?"

"I don't think so, I know that going to war is very different from the usual martial arts practice, and it's not something for fun." Zuoqiu Yang looked at him and said seriously.

"In that case, why insist?"

Zuoqiu Yang's expression flickered for a moment, and then he calmed down and stated: "I know that I am loved by my father, and I also want to make some achievements in my heart. I am worthy of this favor."

"There are many ways to make achievements, why do you have to go out?"

Zuoqiu Yang was stunned when he heard the words, as if he couldn't think of any reason, he said for a while: "My son, He De, how can... other than putting on a military uniform, there is really no other way."

Why didn't he know it himself?The court hall is full of his brothers' henchmen, even with the protection of the father, it is difficult to move an inch.Besides, with his personality, he is unwilling to make any big plans in this intriguing court.

"I personally conquered the Western Regions ten years ago." Zuo Qiujie said suddenly.

Zuoqiu Yang expected that he would bring up this matter, so he said: "Father, it is an act of a virtuous king to go away to quell the chaos."

"I remember that there was a battle that I fought extremely hard," Zuo Qiujie seemed to be lost in the memory, "At that time, I was crippled and cornered by the enemy, and the reinforcements did not come for a long time, so I was trapped in the desert. I spent a day and a night, and the weather was cold at that time, I thought there was no way out."

Zuoqiu Yang's heart trembled when he heard this, he knew that Zuoqiu Jie was afraid of the cold, this battle must be as uncomfortable as purgatory for him.He couldn't help asking: "Then what happened afterwards?" The tone was filled with obvious distress that he didn't realize.

"Fortunately, the reinforcements came in a timely manner, so I was spared." Zuoqiu Jie came back from his memory, looked at Zuoqiu Yang again, with obvious reluctance in his eyes, and said, "Yang'er really insists on going. what?"

After a brief hesitation, Zuoqiu Yang still said firmly: "...I have made up my mind."

Zuoqiujie let out a long sigh, raised his eyes to look at the low sky, thinking of the danger of the border between the two countries, his heart was entangled like a knife, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Get up."

"Did the father agree to his son?"

"Tomorrow I will order General Ai to take you."

General Ai is Ai Bin, Ai Qi's father.

"Thank you, Father!" Zuoqiu Yang was overjoyed, his eyes were bright and free of impurities, he looked at Zuoqiu Jie motionlessly, and there was a smile in it.

Seeing this, Zuoqiujie felt even more pained, no one was more reluctant and worried than Zuoqiu when he went out to fight.The battlefield is no less than the palace, and it goes without saying that it is unpredictable. Zuo Qiujie, who has personally experienced it, is no longer willing to have a second time, but if he wants Zuo Qiuyang to sit on the throne more logically, this trip must ...

Seeing Zuoqiu Jie dumbfounded, Zuoqiu Yang didn't seem to respond, so he couldn't help calling out worriedly: "Father, Father?"

"...What's the matter, Yang'er, still not getting up?" Zuo Qiujie came back to his senses, and smiled at him, winking at him as if to convey affection.

Zuoqiu Yang stared blankly, then stood up.Suddenly, he saw that the umbrella Zuoqiu Jie was holding was very familiar, and he couldn't help being pleasantly surprised: "Father, isn't this the oil-paper umbrella you brought back from Jiangnan last time?"

Zuoqiujie smiled and looked at the surface of the umbrella when he heard the words, and saw that it was painted with brilliant spring flowers, butterflies dancing and bees swimming, especially the purple butterflies, fluttering gracefully, blooming around the flowers, it was just a spring full of joy, which made people feel happy.

"I remember, at that time Yang'er said he liked it very much." Zuo Qiujie turned the handle of the umbrella as he spoke, and the pattern on it rotated accordingly, as if it came to life, and it almost burst out of the paper, and the spring scenery couldn't be closed.

"En." Zuoqiu Yang heard that Zuoqiujie actually remembered what he had said, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.He looked at the scenery on the umbrella and was also heartfelt.

Two people share an umbrella, fall in love in the autumn rain.

【Lake Pavilion】

Jinghu Lake is a lake behind the Imperial Garden. Relying on the green hills, it is calm and waveless, like a round mirror, so it is very popular, so it is named Jinghu Lake.And there is a small pavilion on the lake, called the Huxin Pavilion, which is unique in workmanship. The four corners of the pavilion are raised, and they are all made of light blue bricks and tiles. It is elegant and quiet, and complements the lake.And there is a small island in the lake, Zhitinglan on the shore, lush and green.A lake, a pavilion, and a continent, the lake and mountains are beautiful during the day, and the shadows are silent at night.

And there is no bridge next to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and the only way to get to the pavilion is by boating.Zuoqiu Yang came here today to drink with Zuoqiujie the wine of practice.

The day after tomorrow is the day of the expedition. Originally, the practice of wine should be tomorrow, but Zuoqiujie made an appointment for today, and at night.know why.Zuoqiu Yang is used to arriving early, so he can enjoy the peaceful scenery by the way. Although it is a little dark, he can't help but feel comfortable.

He was also quite apprehensive about this trip. He had never been on a battlefield, and he was going to go out suddenly. He himself felt that he had such great courage, but he might not be able to...

"Yang'er."

A familiar voice came from a distance, Zuoqiu Yang looked back, and saw Zuoqiu Jie standing on a small boat without any surprise, holding two lanterns in his hand, ferrying across Changguang, and slowly approaching the pavilion in the middle of the lake.Today he is wearing a silver-white brocade gown with bright red dots on it, in a dragon-painting style, and a white belt around his waist. His hair is blown out and curled in the wind, which makes people unable to move their eyes away.

After the boat approached the pavilion, Zuoqiu Yang knelt down and saluted, "I see my father."

"Get up." "Thank you, father."

Chang Guang took out a bottle of wine, a game of chess, and a few candles from his bag, skillfully lit the candles at the four corners of the pavilion, hung up the lanterns, and took his leave first.

Seeing this, Zuoqiu Yang consciously laid out the chessboard, this is a rare black and white bright jade chessboard, all carved from butterfly jade, it is extremely precious.And Zuo Qiujie put the jug of wine on the table, after a while the two started playing chess and drinking against each other.

"Father, you have to be careful here." Zuoqiu Yang smiled mischievously at Zuoqiujie, and then walked down.

Zuoqiu Jie frowned at the layout on the chessboard, then raised his brows, and made a move, saying, "Baier's chess skills have improved again."

Zuoqiu Yang carefully looked at Zuoqiu Jie, thought for a moment, and then took the next step.

Seeing this, Zuoqiujie rolled his eyes, picked up a stick without hesitation and was about to press it down, suddenly Zuoqiu grabbed his wrist with his hand: "Wait a minute." His eyes were full of vigilance, but it made people look at him. I find it quite cute.

"What?" Zuo Qiujie smiled and winked at him.

"Father is so cunning, I made a terrible mistake just now."

"Do you want to regret the game?"

"No." Zuoqiu Yang shook his head unexpectedly, "I want to say that this round is definitely won by this minister."

"Oh? Then I'll wait and see." Zuo Qiujie said and pressed the piece hard on the sandalwood and aloes chessboard.

After a while, Zuoqiu Yang said confidently: "Father, you lost." He said that the game was settled, and then he showed a rare evil smile.

Zuo Qiujie laughed heartily after seeing it clearly: "Yang'er is really talented."

"It's thanks to my father's acceptance." Zuoqiu Yang said humbly.

"I really didn't let you. Come, have a drink." Zuo Qiujie's eyes flashed suddenly, he picked up the flagon and poured a glass for each of them.He saw that Zuoqiu Yang was still immersed in the chess game just now, when he moved his hand, a fish-white round grain fell into Zuo Qiuyang's cup, it melted instantly and disappeared without a trace.

Zuoqiu Yang looked at the chessboard and pondered for a while, then said: "Father really didn't let my son?"

"Still thinking about this?" Zuo Qiujie gave him an angry and funny look, and pushed the wine glass to him.

Zuoqiu Yang finally came back to his senses, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, then looked at the surrounding scenery and said: "Father chose such a good place!"

Zuoqiujie showed a satisfied smile on his lips, and said: "This scene is an imitation of the pavilion in the heart of the West Lake. There was a saying: "The wings are independent like a miracle, and the lake is bright and empty, and the ears and eyes are wide open." In addition to the sensuality, the shape and bones seem to be in the painting', I also like it very much, so I asked the craftsmen to build it."

Zuoqiu Yang nodded knowingly, and chanted casually: "I haven't planned to return the hundred times Qingyou, the Guting is fortunately in the water and clouds."

"Tinglan is surrounded by emptiness, with a palace on one side and mountains on three sides."

Zuoqiu Yang heard this and smiled at him: "Father is really good at writing, I feel ashamed of myself."

Zuoqiujie smiled without saying a word, just looked at him like this, his eyes seemed to indicate something, and suddenly said: "Yang'er, do you want to play another song?"

Zuoqiu Yang nodded, suddenly felt a little hot on his body, and frowned unknowingly - it is late autumn now, the weather has already turned cold, how could he suddenly feel hot?

However, the heat flow did not decrease but increased, a feeling that had never been felt rose from the lower abdomen, and then quickly spread to the whole body.

"Bang!"

The wine glass in Zuo Qiuyang's hand responded