Chaimen hears the barking of dogs

into the night.

After dinner, Ouyang Yu resigned. After all, his prince slept on the floor, if he stayed, it would be equivalent to sharing the same bed with the prince.Obviously, he didn't have the guts.

After wiping his face and feet, Ren Feng sat on the edge of the bed, watching Chunyu make the bed by himself.Chunyu's house should be very big!Ren Feng thought in his heart, looking lightly at Ouyang Yu's robes, the demeanor on that body is just a servant in Chunyu's family, it must be a very wealthy family.

Even though he is a young master, yet he wants to come to him to endure hardships. He is obviously ignorant and untouched by Yang Chunshui. Now whether it is feeding chickens, washing dishes or making beds, he is doing well.

Chunyu made the bed and was about to fall asleep, she turned her head to meet the young man's gaze, "What are you looking at?" he asked.

Ren Feng shook his head, turned his eyes slightly and looked at the ground, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "Well..."

"En?" Hearing the boy's hesitant voice, Chunyu stood up and walked to the boy's side.

Ren Feng raised his head, the oil lamp flickered and looked up at the man's face, his thin and tightly pursed lips, and his firm nose bridge all made him admire from the bottom of his heart, Chunyu really looks good.

Ren Feng's eyes were dark, so he stared at Chunyu in a daze.

"That Ouyang Yu, is he here to pick you up?" I finally uttered what I had been holding back for a day today. It was nothing but a question, but Ren Feng felt awkward for some reason.

Chunyu looked down at the young man, looked at the young man's lips, and there seemed to be a sigh between his lips and teeth for a long time, "Do you want me to stay?" She didn't answer directly, but asked like this.

Ren Feng obviously didn't expect to get such words, why did he ask him?It's not something he can control, is it?

"You should go back, your parents and relatives should miss you." Ren Feng lowered his head and said.Even if he wanted to go back, he couldn't go back. He knew the feeling of missing his loved ones.He remembered the feeling when he had just left his hometown. Even though he was numb later, that feeling still existed in his heart.

"You want me to go back?" Chunyu frowned slightly when she asked this, and her hands tightened involuntarily.Even in his heart there are many uncertainties.Undoubtedly, this is not like him, Prince Qirui of the Great Xia Dynasty, what kind of a person, how many people with lofty ideals are dormant for his foresight, he seems to be decisive, he should do whatever he wants, but in this matter, it is difficult to weigh.

It's not just a sentence, 'I'm going to take him back with me'.What about after going back?Can he keep him whole?Especially when he arrived in Kyoto, even when he really declared himself emperor, he had seen too many power struggles. At that time, he would have the identity of the Supreme Being, but he would also have the responsibility of the Supreme Being.Once the existence of the young man conflicts with his responsibilities, then at that time, it will not be a situation where he can do whatever he wants.

As the king of a country, there are too many things that he can't help himself. It's not that he is unsure, but he just doesn't want to make any mistakes.

"Don't you want to go back? That's your home." Ren Feng raised his head with confusion in his eyes. He was very surprised at the current situation where he kept asking questions but had no answers. He didn't know what the man was going to say, and he didn't know himself. what to say.

"Do you want me to go back?" Another rhetorical question.Home?This word is so strange, he only understands the meaning of this word here, and that place, that is the palace, is the prince's mansion, but not home, where there are his father and mother, but also the emperor and queen...there Emotionally thin and pathetic.

Ren Feng bit his lip, as if the words were asking him to make a decision, but how could he influence other people's thoughts?What's more, it's something like going home to see your relatives?

"You'd better go back, your parents will worry about you." Ren Feng said as if angry, and then bit his lip and looked at the swaying oil lamp.

"Is this what you think?" Chunyu asked.

"kindness."

Afterwards, the room was quiet, Chunyu returned to the floor and lay down.Ren Feng also lay on the bed.The oil lamp was extinguished, but neither of them really fell asleep.

He couldn't drag Chunyu to accompany him just because he was lonely, could he?Chunyu is the young master, he will definitely leave here, it is only a matter of time, and this point has been made clear the first time he sees Chunyu, he does not need to hesitate at all, because the result is always the same.

Ren Feng closed his eyes, obviously he already had such an answer in his heart, but he still panicked, as if something was blocked, something he wanted to say, but he couldn't.

The next morning, Ren Feng got up early, although he closed his eyes all night, he didn't sleep all night, and when he opened his eyes, he still felt sore.

As soon as he was about to get up, Chunyu who was on the floor also got up, and it was obvious that he didn't sleep well.

Ren Feng put on his clothes without a word, and walked out.When passing the chicken shed, perhaps because he didn't sleep well, he heard the clucking and clucking of the chickens inside, and Ren Feng kicked the wooden pier inexplicably.After kicking, he felt inexplicable again, so he wrinkled his nose.

After washing, Ren Feng went to fetch firewood to cook porridge.And Chunyu went to the backyard to dig vegetables as usual, preparing to feed the chickens.Two people are still speechless.

Ren Feng obviously didn't know the word Cold War, because he had never encountered it before, he just felt choked up in his heart.Especially when he saw Ouyang Yu approaching the courtyard with a smile on his face while fanning the wind even though it was not hot tomorrow, he almost wanted to get up and drive people out, but why?He also wanted to ask himself.

"Hey, the young master is preparing to feed the chickens again? Is today's time earlier than yesterday's?" Ouyang Yu's voice was quite loud, with a hint of teasing, and he said while squatting down.

"This is in the morning." Chunyu replied.Then Ouyang Yu seemed to be more interested and let out a "huh".

Ren Feng served porridge in the room, but for some reason, he pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation between the two.He wanted to hear when the man would leave, Ren Feng explained this to himself in his heart.

"Is this chicken eaten three times a day?" Ouyang Yu seemed very curious.

Chunyu didn't respond, and continued to chop up the vegetables.

"This chicken won't go to heaven after eating the vegetables cut by the young master?" Ouyang Yu's tone was not without exaggeration, but it was more of a joke.

Hearing this, Ren Feng paused as he held the porridge in his hand.Because they lived together for a long time, Ren Feng almost forgot that in this era, the gap in status and family status should be bigger than the real gap between the poor and the rich.Such a young master must be served by someone at home, and he really needs to stretch out his clothes to eat and eat, but here, he is asked to do these clumsy farm work.

The more I think about it, the more I think of Chunyu wearing a brocade robe on the first day, and the clumsy appearance of Chunyu as a scholar washing dishes, sweeping the floor, chopping vegetables...he is not suitable.Such an idea took shape in Ren Feng's mind.In modern times, Chunyu would look like an elite at the top of society, and she would be completely incompatible with rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

It wasn't until he was scalded by the hot porridge bowl in his hand that Ren Feng came back to his senses and put the porridge bowl aside.

"The porridge is on the stove, and it can be eaten after a while." Ren Feng walked out of the house and said, and then walked out of the yard.When he passed by Ouyang Yu, he nodded slightly as a greeting, and continued to go out.

"Where are you going?" Chunyu asked, pouring the chopped vegetables into a bucket on the side.

"Go to Tanzi." Ren Feng said so and continued to go out, even when he responded, he didn't look back.

As soon as Chunyu frowned, she immediately stood up and caught up with Ren Feng, "I'll go too."

"There are guests at home." Ren Feng said, still didn't turn his head, and no one saw his expression, but even if he didn't, he could still feel his displeasure.His implication is obvious, that is to let Chunyu stay.

Ouyang Yu in this room glanced at the young man's back, and then at his prince's ugly face. If he didn't know his face at this moment and was really alone with the prince later, I'm afraid he would be in danger.

"I, let's go now, let's go now." Ouyang Yu stood up after saying this, patted the dust on his body, and planned to leave.

But the boy said again, "Chicken, haven't fed yet."

Just as Ouyang Yu was about to take a step, he paused, then said again, "I'll feed you, I'll do it."

Chunyu stretched out his hand to grab the young man's slender wrist, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Is this all right?"

However, Ren Feng turned his head and said that that and that had obviously turned from embarrassment into anger, "I want to go alone." He said angrily, broke away from Chunyu's hand and walked out.

Chunyu looked at the young man's back, his face darkened, and the hand that was pulled away was pulled back, but it was squeezed tightly.The boy was rejecting him, just like when he first came here.

Ouyang Yu looked like he was watching the show, and walked to Chun Yu's side in a few steps, covered his mouth with a fan and said, "My lord, don't you want to catch up?" Looking at the situation, his lord has been here for half a year, but he is still in the stage of unrequited love. Tsk tsk, sure enough, people who are capable in government affairs are a bit lacking in women's affection here.

It took Chunyu a long time to turn her head, facing Ouyang Yu's face darkened, "Your mouth is very useful, I don't want to muffle it just yet." Chunyu's voice was hoarse, but terrified.

The smile on Ouyang Yu's face faltered, secretly thinking that it was not good, but this time he really angered his lord, so he hurriedly closed his fan and stood aside with his hands down, not daring to speak.

Chunyu stayed in place for a while, watching the figure of the boy disappear behind a hill, and then turned around to pack the half-cut chicken feed.

Ouyang Yu secretly wiped off his sweat in his heart, but secretly complained in his heart, he is simply an obvious punching bag and punching bag!

Ren Feng walked all the way forward, kicking and beating the flowers and plants on the side of the road all the way, just like a wronged child.

What was he doing just now?Getting angry for no reason, not even caring about the presence of outsiders, running out without even eating breakfast, that's really...

When we arrived at the pool, it was early morning, and there was even a layer of water vapor on the surface of the pool.

Ren Feng glanced at the basket from a distance, and the stuff inside was bulging, which should be a good harvest.Ever since he fell into this pool that time, on the one hand, he had some fear in his heart, and on the other hand, the ranger repeatedly warned him that he always took this basket when the ranger was around, and when the ranger left, Chunyu came. Pick.

Today is the day to collect baskets.

Ren Feng looked at the pool, looked at the basket that was placed deeper and farther because You Xia and Chunyu had long arms, and spit secretly. Need him to pick it up?

So I went to get the bamboo pole and prepared to fish the basket.

The world next to the pool was taken care of by Ren Feng, and the chicken manure from the chicken coop was packed into the soil last winter.The corn seedlings, broad beans, and pumpkins inside are all growing very well. Looking around, it is a piece of green.

Ren Feng nodded involuntarily, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.Here, Ren Feng is inexperienced in planting broad beans and pumpkins. He deliberately asked the tenant farmers when he bought the seeds, and then slowly studied them himself. Seeing the current situation, they are also very good.

When passing Xiaohuang's grave with a bamboo pole, Ren Feng paused, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then walked to the pond.

After feeding the chicken, Chunyu took the bucket to the river to wash it and went back to the house. Naturally, Ouyang Yu followed the whole process. Although he had seen it once yesterday, he was amazed to see it again like this.

In the room, there are several porridge bowls and a plate of shredded mustard greens on the table, covered with a bamboo woven cover.

"Speaking of which, my lord, what kind of dish is this? Why haven't I tasted it before? Although the taste is a bit mild, the most important thing is to drink porridge. It's best to drink porridge." Ouyang Yu lifted the bamboo cover and looked at the The mustard dish, yesterday's three dishes, can be said to make him unforgettable!Unable to bear it, he stretched out his hand and squeezed one into his mouth.

"Mustard mustard." Chunyu frowned, took the chopsticks and sat on the bench to eat, porridge mustard, slurping and eating.

Ouyang Yu's eyes never left the white porridge and pickled mustard, which are obviously vulgar things at all, but they seem to be particularly fragrant and delicious.

Swallowing, "My lord, you don't mind if I eat some too!" Ouyang Yu said, before Chun Yu could answer, he had already served the table and started eating.

Chunyu's mood was originally depressed because the boy left angrily, and when she was drinking porridge, she felt her right eyelid twitching constantly.

He is not a superstitious person who believes in the theory of ghosts and gods, and the sorcerer's words of "the left eye jumps for money, and the right eye jumps for disaster" are even more unbelievable.But at this moment, the boy was no longer in front of his eyes, and that feeling of uneasiness continued to spread along with the twitching eyelids.

Finally put down the bowl and chopsticks with a 'snap', and stood up.

Ouyang Yu was taken aback and almost jumped up, "Wang, lord?"

"You continue to eat yours." Chunyu said so and walked out.

Ouyang Yu was holding a bowl with unfinished pickled mustard in his mouth, looked at the back of his prince walking out, shook his head and sat back in the chair.If he got up and followed now, he would be courting death, wouldn't he?Anyway, the two of them will always protect the prince well...