Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Lin Xici's funeral was done hastily. Li Sansi announced to the outside world that the guilty minister died of a sudden illness in prison. After his death, he was wrapped in a rotten mat and buried hastily in a random grave outside the city.

As soon as this remark came out, there were many criticisms in the public, most of them accused Xianzong of being too cautious about his throne, and it was too ruthless to completely deny Mr. Lin's early efforts just because of his birth, and to make him end so miserable.

These voices reached Xianzong's ears, but he only heard them once, and he was not angry or annoyed.

"There is nothing to be angry about. That is indeed a false statement, but the fact is that what I did was more cruel and ruthless than that. I have owed him, even the infamy that will last forever."

When Li Sansi heard his words, he would always spit in his heart: "Hypocrite!"

If he could wake up earlier, how could he have come to where he is today.

Now that everyone is dead, what's the use of saying something beautiful to the living?

But to his surprise, Qin Zhiyu's reaction to Lin Xici's death seemed too indifferent.

Only on the day when Lin Xici was killed, did Marquis Ding'an have a look of sadness on his face. Afterwards, no matter when he appeared in front of people, his expression was extremely calm, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face, as if he was dead. It is a person who has nothing to do with him, so he can pass it lightly.

Li Sansi thought that he was happy for Lin Xici's complete liberation from the bottom of his heart, and he was politely refused many times to talk to him.

After the head seven, Qin Zhiyu took the initiative to ask Xianzong to guard the northern border: "Now Beidi is in chaos and the border is uncertain. I invite you to guard Yanmen to protect the safety of the family and the country."

Once Lin Xici died, he couldn't stay in the capital anymore. Xianzong could guess a thing or two about what was going on in his mind.

"Have you thought about it, Aiqing? If you want to go to Yanmen, you will have to do some meritorious service to put down the chaos before you can return to Beijing. The situation on the battlefield is changing, and I can't bear to let you go."

"I have been in the position of Marquis for a long time, and it is not justifiable not to make meritorious deeds. I am still young. If the good times are not fought on the battlefield, wouldn't it be wasted."

"Since Aiqing has made up her mind, I will let you go to Yanmen. Remember, you must come back alive."

An imperceptible smile swept across Qin Zhiyu's face, and he nodded slightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes in the shadows.

"The minister has the guts to ask His Majesty for a seven-year contract."

"Seven years, a contract?"

"Yes. Seven years later, I will retire from Rongdi and return to the capital with glory. At that time, can your majesty...be with me in front of his spirit and have a stick of incense?"

Is it really for this...

Xianzong pondered for a moment, Xu Shi was still jealous of his coveted heart for that person, but after thinking about it, he was gone, and this feeling would fade with the passage of time. After seven years, would he come back to see him? The man said two things at a glance.

He agreed to Qin Zhiyu's request. The northern border is uncertain, and Rong and Di invade Yanmen from time to time. It is also a blessing for Dayuan to have a Marquis who is willing to risk his life to defend his family and country. He has no reason to refuse. .

Before leaving, his only farewell sentence was: "Aiqing, come back alive."

But does he really want him to live?

Li Sansi saw through the heart of this old fox, got drunk at the farewell banquet for him, uncharacteristically hooked up with him, and said some drunken words that others could not understand.

"I can't go, I can't go... If I were him, I would let you go and never return, you fool... Big fool, I advise you not to listen, not to listen to a word..."

He was crying and laughing, and Lai made a fuss on Qin Zhiyu's body, making all the guests laugh at him.

Some people said that it was the first time to see Xiang Ye drunk after drinking, and it was a rare sight. Only Qin Zhiyu knew that this man has always been proud of his self-control. , This is clearly an excuse of being drunk, here to vent the grief and anger that has been suppressed since the death of that person.

After the banquet was over, Qin Zhiyu took Li Sansi, who was as drunk as mud, and let him lean on him to drink the sour hangover soup.

"I'm leaving, is Xiangye going to send me off like this?"

"Otherwise, why don't we have to send you off with drums and gongs?" Li Sansi glanced at his drunken face, although his cheeks were red with the smell of alcohol, but his eyes were clear, "One or two will not listen to my advice, if Back then you listened to me and didn't kill him, maybe now..."

"Unfortunately, there is no such possibility."

"...That's true, then I can only wish Lord Hou to go and return early."

"You know, His Majesty also said similar things to me."

"He really wants you to die, but I really want you to live." Li Sansi smiled at him, as if he felt that his smile was too stiff, and put two fingers against the corners of his mouth, pushing it up , "Although I feel that this will be the last time we meet, a farewell today is a farewell."

The words were not serious, but there was a faint sadness in the eyes.

At that time, Qin Zhiyu didn't know where his sadness came from, he only thought that he was genuinely worried about his future, and even lamented that Mr. Xiang is really a good man who values ​​love and righteousness...

But soon, the man fell to the side, and said a nonsensical drunken speech in a drowsy manner: "I drank too much tonight, and I will definitely have a hangover tomorrow, so I won't send you off. Please forgive me, Lord Marquis. Forgive me a lot." Then he tilted his head and couldn't sleep.

Qin Zhiyu dragged his motionless body, rolled his eyes and said in disgust: "Good guy, curse me to die and still refuse to come to see me for the last time, Li Sansi, you are really here."

When we set off the next day, the man did not show up.

It was expected, but Qin Zhiyu couldn't help being disappointed, but he never expected that Li Sansi's word would become a prophecy.

The days at the border were boring and boring. He settled in a small border town called Yanxi. Every spring and autumn, he would see the spectacle of migrating geese.

His wife gave birth to a boy for him, who was on the border of Southern Chu, so he named his youngest son "Nangui", which has a very good meaning.

It seems that the birth of this child has indeed brought blessings to Dayuan. The emperor personally marched to the front line. In less than half a month, Southern Chu descended to Dayuan. For this reason, Emperor Xianzong gave the son of Marquis Ding'an the favor of inheriting the title .

In Qin Zhiyu's body, he couldn't feel the passage of time at all, only the letters sent from time to time by his growing only son and Li Sansi proved that he had not been abandoned by the world.

Over the years, Li Sansi, who is the prime minister of a country, has not even learned the slightest bit of prudence. He has grown up a lot, and he is still like a child who can't grow up. He always complains to Qin Zhiyu that this adult is not very flexible. , doing things sloppily, rubbed his body with mud, or the grown-up saw that he was unhappy, and always put on small shoes for him in different ways. He has a small stomach all day long, which is worse than that old lady with small feet.

Qin Zhiyu thought in his heart that he didn't know who had too many and small minds, such a trivial matter was worth sending a letter to talk about, and it couldn't make up for those pigeons who were exhausted sending letters, so he always turned a blind eye to Li Sansi's complaints After reading it, I stuffed the letter paper into the box and put it away. Only during the New Year and holidays will I reply a letter of greetings. The wording is also very official. It has always been "Li Xiang", "Mr. It's not like that Li Sansi, who didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, and started by shouting: "Yu Xiaotiantian..."

... An old man, just thinking about it makes people get goosebumps.

Probably in the sixth year, Li Sansi's letters stopped, since the last letter from home was sent out, and there was no letter from Li Sansi for more than half a year.

Qin Zhiyu had read the last letter, there was no signature, no greetings, the whole text was incomprehensible, the preface did not match the postscript, only the familiar handwriting could prove that it was written by Li Sansi.

He only thought it was the man who was drunk again, and sent out a nonsense song written after drinking in a daze. After that, he felt ashamed and never came to provoke him. However, a piece of bad news a few months later broke into pieces. He has all the fantasies about the current situation in the capital.

——Li Sansi is dead.

Before parting, his premonition was more accurate than ever before, and it was still his farewell to Qin Zhiyu. In the end, he himself died first.

The obituary sent by the court only said that Li Xiang died of depression and depression.Looking at the short and cruel horoscope, Qin Zhiyu felt so painful that he wanted to laugh.

"Death of melancholy... that Li Xiang, who is good at taking pleasure in suffering and can face Lin Xici's death calmly, will also die of melancholy?"

On the night when he heard the news of Li Sansi's death, he held a cup of hot tea on the high platform and looked at the solitary snow covering the bloody battlefield.

He remembered that the moon that night was also very round.

The little Hou Ye who was not as tall as a horse's belly climbed up the high platform with hands and feet. Seeing his father's serious face and looking into the distance, he sat down next to him, looking at the sky and the ground without knowing why, and his little face turned red with cold Go, rubbing my frozen little hands, trembling constantly.

Seeing him like this, Qin Zhiyu took off his coat and put it on him, and his words were as piercing as the cold wind in the north: "Children should go pee and play with mud, what are they doing here?"

"Father, it's too cold, it's frozen before you finish urinating, how can you make it with mud!"

Qin Zhiyu was stunned speechless by his son.

Xiao Nangui just glanced at him indifferently, took the frozen cup from his hand, and mischievously licked the iced tea soup, and finally stuck his tongue to it, tearing it up but not daring to tear it off, I can't pull it, the pain is so painful that tears flow out, and half of the tongue is hanging out, which is funny.

Qin Zhiyu sighed, thinking how could this idiot be his son, but he didn't inherit his bravery and wit at all. A sissy princess?

While thinking this way, Xiao Nangui had already tore off the ice that was in the way. He used too much force and tore a piece of skin. The pain must have made him cry for his father and mother.But uncharacteristically, he just licked the blood on his mouth, wiped it off with his sleeve, kicked his feet, deliberately avoided his father's gaze, and said weakly: "Father, you have been sitting here all night, It's almost dawn, Auntie is very worried about you."

"Her? It's just that it's cold in the bed, and there is no one to warm the bed. It's fine if you go and accompany her."

"Father, Mom is really right. Do you not like women? Or, you probably hate women. I heard that Lord Qiu, the general of the Yanmen Gate, collected all the beauties from the Northland to curry favor with you. After a lot of searching, I found seven young and beautiful girls, but you don’t want to talk about any of them, and you even scolded them. A few days ago, after a great victory in the war, Governor Liu offered you the captive Princess Beidi again. I don't know if you drank too much or what, but you are about to chop off people's heads with a knife."

Xiaonan Guishu counted his father's glorious deeds, and didn't look at the atmosphere, lowered his head and pouted his mouth and babbled like an old woman, "The soldiers stationed at Yanmen all said that my father has a deep love for my mother, but I know that you are usually cold A Niang, you don’t sleep in the same tent with her. You look at the stars and the moon all day long, and you don’t know what you’re looking at. Could it be that the person you like lives in the sky and lives on the moon... Oh, but Don’t be the goddess Chang’e in Guanghan Palace, right?”

Qin Zhiyu was furious for a moment, grabbed his son by the collar and lifted him up, and carried him over the railing, making him look at the white snow all over the ground and howl.

"Even your old man dares to joke, it's against you."

Xiao Nangui grew up on the battlefield, and he was not afraid of his intimidation at all. He yelled dissatisfied: "I'm not wrong! You only get angry when I say something about you. You don't treat A Niang at all." Not good, you have another family's little rascal in your heart!"

I don't know who he learned these words from, Qin Zhiyu didn't lose his temper when he heard this, but just gave up with a cold snort, and threw his own son off the high platform.

Regardless of Xiao Nangui's young age, he was quite courageous. He gritted his teeth and held back his tears, but he didn't cry or cry. He just fell down straight and fell heavily into a reassuring embrace.

Traveling with the wind, the guard who picked him up slowly landed, retracted the kite wings on his back, and waved to the expressionless Qin Zhiyu on the high platform, "Master Hou, at least he is your own son, don't be so heartless, it will scare you!" Bad boy."

The man rolled his eyes disapprovingly. After a while, Xiao Nangui gradually came back to his senses, and heard the cold, ghostly father who almost fell to his death speak: "You prepare with him, and we will leave for Beijing on the first day of next month. Who dares to waste time, just eat the wind and sand here for a lifetime, do you hear me?"

After saying that, Qin Zhiyu walked down the high platform without looking back, heed the question from the childish voice behind him: "Father, are you going to see your sweetheart?"

... If I can really see it, it should be a matter of the next life, right?

The author has something to say: Xiao Nangui said that he has seen through everything, so he was almost snapped by his father.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~