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When the little emperor Zhen'an was young, he liked the youngest prime minister in history very much.

The prime minister, Xie Zhao, is suave, suave, and has a face like white jade with a three-pointed smile. He already has an unparalleled appearance, and he has wealth and power. He wants to squeeze by his side all these years There are always a lot of crazy men and women.

Before Zhen'an was ignorant and hadn't seen too many people, he already vaguely understood the scarcity of the Prime Minister's appearance.

When he was taken to the palace to listen to politics, he found that the military officers with fierce faces in the past would unconsciously lower their voices when talking to the prime minister; Taking a sneak peek at the prime minister, seeing the prime minister is like seeing some treasure, and he is reluctant to look away.

He heard the whispered discussions among the court ladies and eunuchs, they said: "The prime minister is a figure that can only be found in the sky, such a person, it is his own blessing to look at it more."

Zhen'an thought to himself: The person you think is a blessing just by looking at it is the teacher who teaches me every day.I have such a deep relationship with the prime minister, isn't it a great blessing?

Thanks to this kind of thinking, Zhen'an loves to cling to the prime minister even more.

Apart from his appearance and identity, Zhen'an felt that it was a normal reason for him to like the prime minister.

The other Taifus always followed him and asked him to recite cumbersome articles all day long, and asked him strange questions. If he couldn't answer them, he would hit his hand with a bamboo board.

But the prime minister is different.

He would bring delicious candied haws and candied chestnuts into the palace from outside the palace, and if he answered a question correctly, he would give him a candied chestnut; Ri threw the fragrant chestnuts into his mouth, chewed and swallowed them with a smile.

Sometimes Zhen'an even suspects that the prime minister doesn't want to answer too many questions correctly, because in this way Zhen'an can peel more chestnuts for him.When Zhen'an was wearing bright yellow casual clothes, with his chubby little face angrily peeling chestnuts, he easily leaned on his chin with one hand and looked at Zhen'an, laughing at him: "Little idiot, if you make a wrong answer again, my chestnuts will be gone." Not enough for you to peel."

Zhen'an was so angry that he stood up and wanted to refute, but because she got up too fast, she accidentally stepped on her robe and almost fell over.Fortunately, the prime minister at the side had quick eyesight and quick hands, reached out to catch him, and lifted him by the back collar to make him stand upright again.

Because of this sudden incident, Zhen'an was powerless when he wanted to refute: "Prime Minister, don't laugh at me, Zhen'an is the smartest student in the world."

It is said that the prime minister is the youngest literary champion in this dynasty. Back then, he rode a horse through the streets with an indescribable demeanor.

The prime minister is a genius in the sky, as a student, shouldn't he be better than blue, so that he can live up to the prime minister's teachings?

Zhen'an made up his mind: when he is a little older, he will also go to the exam to obtain fame, and he must replace the prime minister and become the youngest literary champion of the new generation.

Thanks to this grand goal, the tutors found that the little emperor, who was still somewhat playful before, suddenly became diligent for some reason, holding a book and muttering to himself all day long.

The prime minister couldn't help but look sideways at Zhen'an's progress.

One afternoon, after he answered the question correctly again, the prime minister in green shirt couldn't help but let out a sigh: "The little idiot is enlightened." He sighed: "I'm so sad, no one peeled sugar and fried chestnuts for me."

Zhen'an is prouder than ever.

He tried his best to hold his face that was about to burst into a smile, and puffed up his chest: "The prime minister is the smartest gentleman in the world, so Zhen'an is the smartest student in the world. Zhen'an will not let you lose face."

In the end, he didn't hold back, and his smile was brighter than anything else.

The young emperor didn't know the value of the promise, and said loudly: "But Zhen'an is willing to peel the fried chestnuts for the prime minister for a lifetime! The prime minister is too old to peel the fried chestnuts, so Zhen'an will come to the court every day to peel the chestnuts for the prime minister."

At the end of spring and early summer, Zhen'an looked at the Prime Minister and felt that his eyes were watery, and his smile was full of waves.The prime minister that day was the gentlest prime minister in Zhen'an's memory.

Hearing Zhen'an's words, he teased and asked: "Then Zhen'an is also old, what should I do if I am too old to peel chestnuts?"

It's really a big problem, but Zhen'an can't be bothered.

He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally came up with a solution: "Zhen'an asked his son to strip it for the prime minister. Zhen'an's son can no longer strip it, so let Zhen'an's grandson do it."

The prime minister was amused by this childish talk.

His thin white hands rolled the book into a long tube, and tapped on Zhen'an's head lightly: "I don't want you to peel the chestnuts. When I'm old, someone will peel the chestnuts for me. Don't worry about it."

He smiled: "As long as you study hard and manage the country well in the future, that will be the best reward for me."

Someone even snatched the job of peeling chestnuts?

Zhen'an pouted angrily, sulking.

At that time, he didn't know that he would only have more resentment in the future for this person who wanted to steal his chestnut peeling job.

Zhen'an grew up gradually, shed the ignorance of youth, and gradually grew up like an emperor.He was busy studying, but also busy with some simple government affairs. Gradually, he began to realize the detached position of the prime minister in the court.

The older ministers liked the prime minister very much, and the younger generation of courtiers also believed in the prime minister.The general Liao who was stationed at the border who came back regularly to report on his duties in the past few years was also a good brother of the prime minister.

The queen mother said: "Zhen'an, it is necessary to be defensive. You regard Cheng as the closest person, but he may not think so."

There were also some people who went up to him and said, "You don't know that Beiyan's now famous emperor came to our court to be a proton in the early years. At that time, who didn't know that the prime minister and that son-in-law Are you right, half a step away?"

Maybe Zhen'an didn't believe it when one person said it, but many people said it every day, and when they talked too much, Zhen'an unconsciously wrote it all down.

In front of Xie Zhao, he began to become unfamiliar.

Zhen'an stopped peeling chestnuts for Xie Zhao, and he began to think about how to take back more power that originally belonged to him from Xie Zhao.

Originally thought that this would be a protracted power struggle, but unexpectedly, as soon as Zhen'an's eighth birthday passed, Xie Zhao took off his official hat and said smartly that he was going back to Jiangnan.

Zhen'an took his hand and persuaded: "Prime Minister will teach me for a few more years. I was brought up by Prime Minister since I was a child, and I cannot live without him."

"Perhaps it used to be inseparable from me."

The prime minister with clear eyes smiled and gently broke away from his hand, looking into the depths of Zhen'an's eyes with clear and clean eyes.Zhen'an resisted the urge to turn her head away from his gaze.

Before leaving, Xie Zhao patted him on the head and laughed softly: "I have taught you everything that needs to be taught. I have been by your side for so many years, and it is time to go to the appointment that I should attend."

Zhen'an didn't stay any longer, he rewarded Xie Zhao with many treasures, and sent Xie Zhao away from the capital himself.

On the day Xie Zhao left, Zhen'an returned to the palace, and for the first time felt that the palace was so empty and boundless.

After the spring rain, the villagers of Qingshui Village in the south of the Yangtze River discovered that someone had entered the house on the easternmost side of the village.Someone with good intentions looked at the gate of the house for a few days, and came back and exclaimed: "Two new god-like gentlemen have arrived!"

It is indeed a fairy-like person.

One of these two people likes to wear green shirts, and their smiles are brighter than spring; the other likes to wear black clothes, and they don't like to smile very much on weekdays, as cool as snow on a high mountain.

At first, some people wondered whether the two were brothers, but after the two lived in Qingshui Village for a year, the villagers of Qingshui Village saw more of them admiring flowers and lanterns, and boating on the lake, and gradually understood one thing. matter.

——These two people are not only god-like people, they are also a couple of gods and gods.

"Fairy couple?"

Xie Zhao laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, poked Fu Ling's expressionless face with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is serious, the ministers of Beiyan are all afraid of you, and it is more appropriate to say that you are an evil spirit .”

Fu Ling held his mischievous hand, raised his eyes to look at Xie Zhao, and said slowly, "Seriously?"

He asked calmly, "I don't smile enough to Mr. Xie?"

Xie Zhao smiled: "I always don't mind more. His Highness looks so pretty when he smiles."

Fu Ling was amused, held Xie Zhao's wrist, and caressed it vaguely.

"I listened to Mr. Xie." He said, "What's more, Mr. Xie always has the ability to make me show off."

Jiangnan has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is a good place for retirement in Xie Zhao's mouth.

This day, the two of them finished watching flowers, and they went boating on the lake in the dark, listening to the sound of pianos on both banks, feeling indescribably comfortable and lazy.Someone was setting off river lanterns on the bank, Xie Zhao looked at it for a long time and suddenly asked, "I also let off lanterns at the beginning."

Of course Fu Ling remembered.

When Xie Zhao mentioned it, he also asked along the way: "What did Sir Xie write at the beginning?"

"I wrote—"

Xie Zhao whetted people's appetite, but played tricks, and said with a smile, "I won't tell His Highness."

Fu Ling smiled, and didn't get angry with him, and said in a good temper, "Whatever you write is good."

This man is blatantly partial.

There is a pond not far from the house where the two live.

Xie Zhaotian just played, and soon learned to fish from nowhere. He sat on the ground by the pond with a small stool all day long, catching fish intently.

However, he had a smooth life all his life, but he stumbled a lot in fishing, because he had no talent at all.

Although Xie Zhao has no talent, he can't stand his great interest and patience.

So for the whole spring, Xie Zhao stayed by the small pond, fishing happily.The sunshine in spring was very good, and he started to feel sleepy when he was fishing, and his head was about to fall off bit by bit.

Every time he was about to fall, it was Fu Ling who reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, placed his head on his shoulders, and let him sleep soundly on his shoulders all afternoon.

Xie Zhao slept refreshed, but Fu Ling had a sore shoulder.

Xie Zhao smiled: "I didn't expect that it was not me who was suffering from fishing, but His Highness."

After that day, Xie Zhao finally extinguished his interest in fishing.

The spring rain is continuous, and the rain has wet the bluestone slabs in the south of the Yangtze River.

One day Xie Zhao was sitting by the window reading, when suddenly the courtyard door was opened and someone walked in.He opened the window and looked, just in time to see Fu Ling who had returned from buying books with a bag of fried chestnuts in his hand.

As if in a dream, he remembered the scene many years ago, the house in the capital, and it was a rainy day, and the person in front of him opened an umbrella to see him.

"It's good to put more river lanterns."

He propped his chin and smiled to himself.

Fu Ling entered the door, put away the umbrella, took off his wet shirt, handed him the book and fried chestnuts, and asked, "What are you talking about, Mr. Xie?"

"Let me tell you," Xie Zhao smiled, "the life I am living now is exactly what I was looking forward to living day and night ten years ago."

Fu Ling hummed, and gently stroked Xie Zhao's hair: "Me too."

Day and night, night and night, as long as there is you, that's where I want to go.

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