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Small, but the younger brother who can play horseback riding and fighting with Xie'er, is not happy with Xie'er if he doesn't fight like sister Jin? "

Jia Amnesty was stunned for a moment, blinked, and said blankly, "Sister Jin has become a younger brother?"

"No, She'er wants to have two more younger brothers or sisters. They are still very young, and they need to be protected by She'er, the king of beasts!" Jia Zhou's eyes were bent, and he looked at Jia She's every word. Slowly said: "Wow, it's very powerful, isn't it?"

"Well, woohoo, She'er is a big tiger, very powerful, and won't even bite me." Jia She nodded, patted his chest and assured: "Protect! If you don't obey, I will let the dog go, not Jingba." , It was the Tibetan mastiff that bit them, and whoever bullies them, I will beat them with fists, just like the elder brother of the eldest prince, I am the only one who can bully the dog brother, even the little prince will go aside."

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Jia Zhou's mouth twitched.

Do everything possible, including coaxing and guiding, to let Jia She know that there is an extra child in Jia Shishi's belly. In the future, he can accompany him to ride horses and play wars or dress up as a beautiful younger sister. Jia Amnesty went to Jia Shi's courtyard.

Jia Shishi was leaning on the beauty bed, his face was pale, and against the background of his black hair, he looked sickly and pitiful.Hearing the servant girl's report, she struggled to get up.

"She'er met his mother."

Jia Amnesty showed off the etiquette he had learned in the palace for a while, it was very standard, showing 100% of his heart when he was rewarded by the pastry.Because the grandmother said, don't let the mother worry. If the mother is worried, the little brother in the stomach will feel it. The little brother will feel it. If he is also worried, he will not look good.

Unattractive brother, he doesn't want it!

He wants to be with a younger brother who looks as beautiful as the prince's elder brother.

Originally, Jia Shishi saw the two walking in hand in hand, talking and laughing, and felt a little bit more displeased.But when he saw Jia Amnesty saluting in an orderly manner, and then watched people get up, the indifferent demeanor, thinking about the young children who were not much different in age in the backyard of the noble family, and the love of His Royal Highness the Prince, the arc of the corner of his mouth Can not help but warp upward.

Look, her son is indeed different.

May I ask, during the accompanying reading, who did the prince call his brother?As long as this relationship is maintained, honors and favors will continue to flow in the future.

After saying a few words, Jia Zhou found an excuse to allow time for mother and son to get together, and took his servants to Ningguo Mansion next door.One is to thank Jia Daihua for delaying the official business as a private matter, and the other is to inquire about the reasons for the actions of the two princes.The honor and disgrace in the backyard all come from the ability of the men in the front yard.Now that Jia's family is one of two kingdoms, with heavy troops in hand, it is very impressive, and there is no wrong step.

When the family letter arrived at the battlefield thousands of miles away, it was just as a fierce battle was about to end, and there was still a strong smell of blood in the air.

The guards on the watchtower were armed with halberds, looking solemn, suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and hurriedly looked into the distance with vigilance. His expression suddenly faded to Qiji's, and he hurriedly said: "General Jia is here!"

"General Jia!!" A row of soldiers guarding the city downstairs smiled, and immediately opened the city gate to greet him.

The words were about to fall, hundreds of cavalry had already arrived at the gate of the city, they dismounted neatly, and the leader was an old man with white hair.Wearing armor, even though his complexion is covered with traces of time, he is still hale and hearty. There are a few bloodstains on his face, which make his whole person more imposing.

"Please Lin Jianjun go back and sue the emperor. Fortunately, the last general did not disgrace his life. He attacked the enemy's southeast camp at night, destroyed his food and grass, cut off the plank road, and ruined the road behind him." Jia Yuan came up to meet him. The soldiers said calmly: "Let's go back and change our clothes, tidy up our appearance, and then report back to the emperor."

"Master Guo is serious." Lin Wen's heart trembled. This short sentence casually destroyed the main force of the enemy's left army. After that, I exchanged a few pleasantries and left in a hurry.

Jia Yuan called the military doctor to apply medicine to the injured soldiers, walked into the account, untied the bloody shirt, threw it away, and immediately sank down, rubbing his tired face, "I can't accept the old age!" , how could those bastards cut him down!

"Master, you still..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jia Yuan waved his hand to signal the soldier to shut up, bandaged the wound, and said to the other soldier who was serving, "Where's my grandson's letter? I heard he will write his name?!" Damn it, those gangsters! Those bastards who are anti-uneasy, just chop it up and finish it off. If you follow the morals of those literati, your grandson won’t know me when you go home. I’ve missed so much It's over!" When he thought of his grandson entering the palace, his heart couldn't settle down, he would kill the enemy early, and go home to continue to care for his grandson.

How fun his grandson is!

Now he is actually being taught by Mr. Wen Ya, thinking about it makes me angry! The rival in love back then! Before Zhou Shi fell into trouble and married him, he and Wen Ya were close friends, just because this Mr. Lao Shizi has a noble mind and does not want to be with ordinary people. At the same time, she actually retired, and later, due to the turmoil in the current situation, she abruptly dragged the Zhou family into an old girl, which made him easy.

Although it was cheaper for him, but now this gentleman has no children or daughters and no one to take care of him, what if he falls in love with his precious grandson?Being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of my life, I still feel bad after thinking about it!

The soldiers hurriedly handed over the letter.

Jia Yuan disassembled it, ignoring the rest, picked up the thickest and largest one, looked at the curved and graffitied "Jia Amnesty" on it, stroked his beard and laughed, "This dog crawls like a master." OK, haha!"

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"hiss!"

Gasping in pain, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Jia Yuan frowned at the knife wound on his waist and abdomen, which was bleeding continuously. The military doctor had previously applied medicine to disinfect the wound, and the pain was unbearable for a while.Gritting his teeth and asking people to continue to take the medicine, Jia Yuan stared at the family letter intently.

While treating the wound and whispering instructions to the military doctor, suddenly hurried footsteps sounded outside the tent.

Jia Yuan hurriedly glanced at the soldiers, asked them to hide the family letters, and then sat upright, with the look of a majestic general, waiting for the soldiers outside the tent to report.

After getting permission, the curtain was raised by the soldiers on both sides. When Jia Daishan thought of his father who destroyed the grain and grass in only three days, his knuckles holding the sword suddenly became stiff. Apart from being proud, he was also extremely "angry"!! Not to mention other things , Speaking of the itinerary, the southeast left wing of the 1st Rebel Army stationed here is more than 1 miles apart, let alone strategic planning, how do you squeeze out the time?

What's more, thinking of the letter from home, he took a deep breath secretly. As soon as Jia Daishan entered the room, he looked at his father who was sitting solemnly, his eyes swept over the military doctor, and his heart instantly became clear.

"Father."

"There are no fathers and sons in the army. General Zhaowu Jia, call me General Zhenguo." When Jia Yuan saw the person coming, his expression relaxed, and he suddenly remembered something, and he winked vigorously at the soldier who had received the letter from home earlier.

Jia Daishan looked at him, didn't move for a long time, didn't know how to speak, he sighed after a long time, and gritted his teeth, "General, no one will snatch your grandson from you!" If it wasn't for his age, he really wanted to roar, "Father, there is Do you spoil your grandson so much but guard your son like you guard against wolves?!!!”

"It's not because I'm afraid you'll rob him, but I'm afraid you'll beat him while I'm not here!" Jia Daishan said cheerfully, "Xie'er is much smarter and more sensible than when you were young. Look, he can write letters." He said while gesturing to his soldiers Taking out the letter again, Desi said, "Think of you, back then, you didn't know where to play with mud!"

"I..." Jia Daishan choked with anger.If he hadn't been stricter, this Jia She could have taken down the signboard of Imperial Rongguo Mansion.

"Look!" Jia Daishan flipped through the family letters, pointed to one of them, with a hint of sourness, "You still have yours~~" The writing was better than the one given to me!

Jia Zhou, who was arranging letters from thousands of miles away, sneezed silently, flipped a thick stack of rice paper in his hand, looked at the same curved "Jia Amnesty" on it, and frowned at the mother beside him. : "120 times, do you want to invite Mr. to have a cup of tea and talk?"

The eyes are all of different thicknesses, and the thick ink is clustered together, and the two words - Jia Amnesty can barely be seen clearly. The corners of Jia Daishan's mouth are naturally raised, but when he thinks of the environment his son is in, he can't help but turn cold.He has been looking forward to the eldest son for several years, so he naturally has high hopes! After all, he is now stationed in a bitterly cold place, and he is fighting on the battlefield. It has been passed down from generation to generation that if Jia She can walk, he hopes to run, to be enlightened and to practice martial arts.However, the parents hold the person in their palms for fear of falling, and for fear of melting in their mouths. They want the stars not to pick the moon. It didn't go well.

Seeing his son's expression, Jia Yuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the corners of his eyes became more red and swollen, and he said earnestly, "Both of us are doing it for the sake of your son, but you have to think about the current situation—" Looking around, the soldiers knowingly backed away a few steps, vaguely catching their sights in all directions.

With a low snort, Jia Yuan approached, lowered his voice, and said slowly with the tone of two talents: "We let you learn martial arts, but the world has not yet been settled, and now, father and son have the military power and your cousin is planning to support the Jia family." Do you respect yourself? I know you want to inherit the title, you are a good boy, but when the time is right, you have to learn to advance and retreat as the environment changes."

Jia Daishan: "..."

The corners of his mouth squirmed for a long time before he could find the sound, "General, the last general is over thirty now!" Don't use this tiresome tone to coax a three-year-old.

Jia Yuan ignored his son's "coquettish" tone, and pointed to the wound on his waist, "The country is in danger, and if you are in danger, it is your duty to sacrifice your life, but now it is almost over, and the military power can no longer Zhan. Don't forget your original heart when doing things..." Throughout the ages, the death of a cunning rabbit is unknown.He used to be a rough man who was not very literate, but he was lucky enough to marry a good wife, not to mention Wuxia Amon, but he still understood after reading history books and using history as a mirror.And those who plan food in the ground also have their own rules of survival.

His expression changed, Jia Daishan stood for a long time without saying a word.The armor on his body suddenly weighed a thousand catties.He rose from a soldier to a general step by step based on his own strength, and people praised him as a father and son, and then what? ?

When did he focus on conquering the Duke's position?

thinking about...

For a moment, there was no word to each other, and the tent was quiet, and the needles could fall.

Seeing that his son had listened, Jia Yuan lowered his head slightly and continued to read the family letter.The son is getting older, his wings are hardened, he has too many ideas, and there is nothing he can do about it. The grandson is still cute, he can do whatever he wants, and his eyes are full of little eyes of trust and admiration.

Just as Jia Yuan shook his head with emotion, Dai Quan outside the tent came to summon him, and the emperor summoned him.

Jia Yuan raised his head and chest, and strode out.

Jia Daishan followed quickly.

Stepping into the imperial tent of the Chinese army, Jia Yuan listened attentively to the curtain falling behind him for a while, glanced at the important ministers inside the tent, and lowered his head, "General Zhen Guo Jia Yuan pays homage to His Majesty, the general will not disgrace his fate." His left knee just bent For a moment, he couldn't help but fall to the left.

"Father!" Jia Daishan couldn't help shouting, looking at Jia Yuan's pale face, he hurriedly confessed, "Your Majesty, please make amends, father is running around day and night, old..."

"Preach the imperial doctor! I know, Jia Daishan, why don't you hurry up and help Mr. Jia sit down." Emperor Qianxi, who was sitting at the top, had heard that Jia Yuan conquered the southeast and destroyed its food and grass, and was impatient to know the process. He wanted to discuss the follow-up strategic layout, but waited and waited for no one to come, so he had to send Dai Quan to go.

However, when the curtain was lifted and Jia Yuan walked in, he had broad shoulders and long arms, a tall and straight figure, even with gray hair, and an aura that cannot be ignored, especially with a young man beside him. A promising new generation of generals.Suddenly, a different mood welled up in my heart.The words of my uncle and the others seem to be buzzing in my ears - support your own strength!

He has already deeply felt the prestige of Jia's father and son in the military camp.

However, looking around at the frail Jia Daishan, Emperor Qianxi's complexion sank, and he sighed slightly, "Mr. Jia, although I have an order, I never thought that you would take the initiative to invite Ying. It will only be three days... "

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the old minister has taken Joe." Jia Yuan took a sip of tea, ignoring the other people, if he was familiar with the appearance of the emperor on weekdays, "I'm not selfishly thinking about finishing the fight and going home early, otherwise I would This eldest grandson doesn’t even know me.” He said, and took out Jia She’s letter, complacently saying, “My grandson wrote it, look, how beautiful it is!”

Inside the tent are all the confidantes of Emperor Qianxi, the important minister. Rao, there are small sects, and they all know that Rong Guogong loves his grandson.

At that moment, someone snorted coldly.

Jia Yuan didn't care, holding the letter paper carefully, pleading guilty with a calm expression: "The last general came here for selfishness, but he still understands the overall situation. I was ordered to attack quietly before, and I was stationed in the camp a few years ago. I am familiar with it. Terrain, also..." Explained the reason in an orderly manner, no more, he smiled, if you are embarrassed, "Your Majesty, this old minister's injury, not to mention great, but he will not be able to get out of bed for several months. It's not good to be a director, please forgive me Let the old minister deal with those troublesome memorials?"

Hearing this, everyone in the tent looked in disbelief, silently looking up at the emperor.

Facing Jia Yuan's straight-forward questioning without concealing his expression, Emperor Qianxi suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of a smile, jokingly said: "As the saying goes, having an old man is like having a treasure. Old man, you are the only one left. You are not only the treasure of the Jia family, but also the treasure of the country. If you want to go home to entertain your grandchildren, you must first cultivate a general, so I will let you go. Otherwise, you will be handsome. Military intelligence is also one of the responsibilities."

"Being handsome requires a strategy of war. How can I do it? Be a big soldier, a sharp sword, and fight wherever the emperor says, that's what I do." Jia Yuan laughed, but turned around immediately. The topic has been changed, and some things are properly mentioned, but it is not good to talk about it.It is very serious to talk about the supply of military supplies after the war, especially the shortage of medicines, and it is difficult to rescue seriously injured soldiers.

When talking about the logistics of the medicine, Emperor Ganxi's face sank, "I have sent people from eight hundred miles to rush to the Imperial Hospital to cure the poison of the miasma. I hate that gang of thieves arrested the nearby Xinglin and moved them completely!"

"Your Majesty, why don't you invite Mr. Wen Ya to come with you? The old minister heard that he is also good at Qihuang." Jia Yuan raised his eyebrows when he thought of the sick soldier, and suggested positively.

The corners of Emperor Ganxi's mouth twitched, thinking about the all-rounder Wen Ya, his eyes lit up, and then dimmed again. The madman is so arrogant. He came to visit three times with the emperor's honor, and it was only three years since he almost bowed down. about.If the imperial decree is used directly, then...

"Mr. Rong Guo said this lightly. Everyone knows that Mr. Wen Ya has always..."

"He has always been a chivalrous man!" Jia Yuan glanced at the speaking emperor's uncle, Zhang Zhiqi, a scholar of the Wenyuan Pavilion, and said loudly, "Even though he is not affected by power, he respects those who are loyal to the country and the people. Now that the country is in trouble, every man has responsibility!"

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"Master, why don't you go, I won't be picky eaters anymore, I don't want new clothes, save them all for the war fighters, you stay here, okay?" Jia She hugged Wen Ya's thigh and said with red eyes: " Packing up is going to be away for a long, long time!! Every time my father packs up, when he comes back, I will be one year older. My grandfather also packed up a long time ago. I haven’t seen him until now. Xie’er packs up by himself. It’s going to be a long time before I go home, and you’re leaving now, so I won’t be able to see you.”

"A crying little dumpling doesn't look good." Wen Ya pinched Jia She's face, wiped off the golden beans for someone, held them in her arms, and said softly, "She's growing up every day, it's Amnesty. Son, you can’t cry, you know? Your grandfather and father are great heroes, they are far away, in a place full of weeds, just like the small ruined temple you have been to before, there are many, many people in need They help. Think about it, if they were at home, you would be the only one who would not cry." As he spoke, he spread Jia Amnesty's palm and held up a finger, "But many other people will cry, there are so many, one finger I can't count my heads, Sheer thinks it's better to cry alone, or many people cry?"

Jia She blinked, stared blankly at his two hands, looked back and forth several times, then raised his head and looked at Wen Ya silently.Compared with the size of numbers, he only learned a few days ago that one is the smallest.

"It seems that they want help more?" Pouting, Jia Amnesty silently retracted a raised little finger with a look of grievance.

The originally chubby little finger now bears several obvious scars, which are caused by practicing drawing a bow.Wen Ya couldn't help sighing silently in her heart: People have to grow up!

"Xie'er must remember that tears are a symbol of the weak, we are the strong, we don't shed tears."

"Ah."

Wen Ya whispered a few more words of comfort, suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure standing at the door, then lowered her head to look at Jia She, more and more suspicious, could it be that this child is so cute?Or has he really lived alone for too long and doesn't understand the world?

He was a little cautious, after all, he was young and frivolous at the time, and acted on his own, which delayed the woman's good neighbor. Even if Jia Yuan proved to be a good person and knew how to make progress, he still felt a little guilty.

However, as far as he knew, Situ Wen and Jia She had no intersection at all before.

How can there be no reason and no reason in this world to teach each other wholeheartedly?

love at first sight?

As soon as the thought came to her, Wen Ya's face turned pale. She looked at Jia Xiaoshe, who was not as high as her legs, looking at Situ Wen, and wanted to slap herself, where was she thinking?Even if Situ Wen is as smart as he is, it is impossible for him to understand human affairs at the age of eight.

Thinking back to when he was a self-serving smart person, he disdained to play with little kids very much.

It just feels so childish and stupid.

and so……

Recalling all kinds of things, Wen Ya was not in a hurry, but her words were forceful, and said: "His Royal Highness, shall we talk?"

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"Okay, Mr. Wen Ya!" Situ Wen stepped in, pulled back his sleeves, bent slightly towards Wen Ya, returned calmly, and then naturally reached out to "hug" Jia She.He originally planned to use Wen Ya's fame to improve Jia She's favorability among civil servants in the future, but it seems that he has gone too far?On the contrary, it gave him a feeling of "being courteous for nothing, rape or steal", which inevitably set off alarm bells in his heart.As far as he knows, Wen Ya, who has been accompanied by his wife and son all his life, has always been elegant and indifferent, as if he is alive in the world. In other words, we mortals are not worthy of being friends.Even though he has never made a wrong step in matters of right and wrong, and has a heart of "compassion and compassion", he will understand after a hand-to-hand conversation in his previous life.

That's when people are bored to pass the time.

He is proud of his talent, but he acts like an ordinary person, blending into the world.

Restraining the speculation in his heart, Situ Wenhang looked at the bewildered Jia She with a smile on his head, stretched out his left hand and slowly held Jia She's retracted index finger.

"Brother Prince?" Jia She raised his head in confusion, "You are also here to ask Master not to leave, right?! The previous Master was fierce, but Master said..." Jia She is learning and selling, stretching out his hand and gesticulating, " Amnesty is one, there are many, many crying little ones over there, Master is here for them, they are not good. I am very good, I don’t cry or make trouble!”

"Well, She'er is the most obedient!" Situ Wen pursed his lips and smiled, a trace of sentimentality and disdain quickly flashed across his eyes.

The world admires heroes and wants to be heroes, but behind heroes is the compromise and sacrifice of the hero's family.

In his previous life, Jia Shishi favored Jia Zheng, not only because he raised him under his knees, but also because after Jia Daishan quelled the chaos, he was stationed in the capital and the family was able to reunite.Afterwards, he took care of his husband and taught his children, and his virtuous name spread far and wide.

Once the suffering is over, people will subconsciously abandon the previous suffering memories.

Jia She's admiring mother can't bear the pain of infertility for many years, her husband's eccentric resentment, mother-in-law and father-in-law...

His eyes were fixed on Jia She's upraised index finger, and the childish words were in his ears, and Situ Wen's eyes were full of determination and cruelty. Even though Jia She was only a tiny part in the hearts of others, such The situation was just what he wanted.

His golden baby should be full of eyes and hearts full of his existence!

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Changing into a regular robe, Situ Wen sent it to Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of the capital under the banner of practicing for Wen Ya.

Wen Ya glanced at the scorching sun rising in the sky, and without looking at Situ Wen, she casually held the wine glass in one hand and leaned against the railing, "His Royal Highness, what can't be said in the palace?"

"Because you are a smart man, sir, and smart people hate others pretending to be smart, so the lonely king must beware of the ears in the walls before he dares to reveal his heart." Situ Wen stood upright and said maturely.One is to beware of the nails in the palace, and the other is to be able to "move" freely later.Because of the dignity of the prince, although he can have a group of servants with one order, they are not his people.

He wants a dog that obeys his own power completely.

Completely obeying orders, if Maodun Shanyu was able to "kill his father" thousands of years ago, he would plan for the worst.

In his previous life, he was trapped in the palace, and he was extremely cautious in developing his own strength. Even though there were many people working for him, his mother clan also planned for him in every possible way.But "cannibals have soft mouths and short hands", after all, they are short. Moreover, if they are blood relatives, sometimes the butt determines the head, and there will be friction and conflicts of interest.

With the same interests, there are allies.

Hearing this, Wen Ya raised her eyebrows, squinted her eyes, and looked Situ Wen up and down. His Highness's words were interesting, so she chuckled and asked directly: "I want to know why His Highness looks favorably on Jia She. treat?"

"Jia Amnesty~" Situ Wen's lips curved into a perfect smile, and his phoenix eyes suddenly sparkled with passion, "I like it!"

Wen Ya: "..."

Seeing his expression, Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pick her ears.Just now, it seemed... that he suddenly had a problem with his comprehension.

The meaning of Situ Wen's previous words connected together is - "Jia Amnesty, I like it?!"

The eyebrows were furrowed together, Wen Ya's eyes darkened an inch, and they were cold, but she still smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense! I always thought that our conversation was based on equality and candor. , I have never regarded you as an inferior person, so if you like it, don't be kidding."

"There are no young men in the royal family, and Mr. Wen Ya, the lonely king, you also recognize it. Naturally, you won't just cover it up as "children's words"!" Situ Wen raised his chin, looking at his boss Situ Wen, "I have been honest with each other. , Sir, you should also explain why you treat Sheer a little differently."

Wen Ya's eyes drooped, looking at the young man who hadn't reached his waist, he never expected that Situ Wen could make such a remark in front of the heavens, and he couldn't think of words to respond for a while.

Only eight years old, eight years old!!

That little dumpling is only four years old!

This... Take a deep breath, when he talked about love in this world, he couldn't understand it more and more.

"Sir, King Gu wants to know your reason, otherwise," Situ Wen lightly shook his sleeves, and said lightly, "Gu doesn't like people who have nothing to do with getting too close to She'er, especially if they attract most of the eyes, Gu can't help it." Will be jealous and want to cut grass and roots!"

Wen Ya froze, her eyes were full of disbelief towards her boss Situ Wen's Zhengshen eyes, what caught his eyes was a stunning snow-white face and a pair of unrestrained emotions, releasing the haze in his heart, indifferent The tone made people feel a gloomy chill from the inside out.

Genuine energy slowly circulated for a week, Wen Ya calmed down her boiling heart, and after a long time, she calmed down, and said frankly: "I have an old relationship with my grandfather, and I owe him a favor." He should have done it, as a husband to support her. Take responsibility for a family.

After finishing speaking, he sighed silently, got up and walked slowly a few steps, poured a glass of wine at the stone table, took a sip, Wen Ya continued to speak, and then said: "Situ Wen, I have nothing to worry about, so You are also bold and outspoken. You have never concealed your intelligence and intelligence in front of me, but as soon as you leave the study, you can instantly become a gentleman, gentle, moderate, and well versed in the way of survival. No matter what your reason is, today I only In a word, don’t be fooled by cleverness in the future.”

"Thank you sir for teaching me."

"Come on, I can't teach you anything at all!" Wen Ya snorted coldly, and glanced at Situ Wen, who was peerless in purple, "It's too young, and I hope you can become a wise master when you grow up."

"Sir, if you want to become a wise master alone, please teach Jia She with your heart," Situ Wen said meaningfully, his pair of phoenix eyes narrowed, revealing elegance and dignity, his thin lips slightly parted, and said leisurely: "After all, a good wife and a good husband are few. disaster."

"Puff...cough cough..." Swallowing half a sip of wine with difficulty, moistening her throat again, Wen Ya slowly closed her eyes, her mind flashing through all kinds of things.

As far as Wen Ya is concerned, Situ Wen is considered to be the same type of person as he knows. He was ridiculed as "Wen Qu Xing descended to the world, born with talent, and has a deep belly." But at this moment, he has a more profound feeling. It is better not to talk to "stupids" who are not of my race.

Geniuses are lonely!

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, but he seeks defeat alone.

He is a genius so clever that he can only talk to animals and plants.

That's what he thought when he was seven or eight years old. He was a very lonely genius. He ran out alone and wandered around the rivers and lakes, just to find someone like him.

But Situ Wen...

Sure enough, one side's water and soil support one side's people, oranges grown in Huainan are oranges, and oranges grown in Huaibei are oranges.

Racking her brains to find a plausible reason for Situ Wen's current situation, Wen Ya calmed down after sunbathing for a while, her face was frosted, her eyes were fixed on the calm boy in front of her, "You do what you want. "

If you ask again, you can't find anything. As for Jia Amnesty, it's none of his business to leave it to his grandparents.

Siding, Wen Ya waved her hand, not wanting to see another existence even more bizarre than him, got up and left.

After he left, Situ Wen looked at the scorching sun hanging in mid-air, looked at his snow-white hands, and smiled with his hands behind his back.

Ah, the weather is really nice today!

But... the ghost seems invisible.

Is he a man or a ghost?

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Situ Wen didn't know it, but when he changed his clothes in front of the mirror every day, he found himself getting whiter and whiter, and even the blood vessels all over his body were gradually visible.Such a change made him toss and turn on his pillow late at night, thinking about why he had the opportunity to come back to life again and again.

He regrets his life.

Riding a horse, he hurried back slowly. After Situ Wen got off his horse at the gate of the city, he threw the horse to the guards, ordered a few soldiers at random, and started shopping aimlessly.

At noon, I went to the famous Tianxiang Tower.

"Mother...cousin, this way." Gu Zhao waved his hand, motioning for Situ Wen to come over.Because Wen Ya was ordered to enter southern Xinjiang, his companions had a vacation yesterday, but before he left home, Situ Wen whispered something in his ear, so it was rare to have an extra day of laziness Time, also had to run errands for others.

Situ Wen smiled, approached, and sat down.

"I said, you bought such a lot of toys, you didn't buy them for Xiaokui, did you?" Gu Zhao poured tea for someone, looked around at the guard, pointed his mouth to indicate that the guard's hands were full of toys, and couldn't help Exclaimed.

"He's tired of playing with those toys at home, so he needs to get new ones." Situ Wen explained in a low voice.

Gu Zhao spread his hands, eyes are sometimes so wonderful, he has nothing to say.However, it is also good for the prince to make friends with Jia Amnesty.

"I ordered a few dishes that you loved when you were young," Gu Zhao caught a glimpse of the waiter serving the dishes from the corner of his eyes as he spoke, and recommended to Situ Wen: "The signature dishes in Xianglou today are not bad. You try it."

"En." Situ Wen nodded, and after Xiaoer finished serving the dishes, he glanced at one of the spicy chicken nuggets, as if recalling something, and said with a smile: "Cousin, I still remember that you sneaked out of this chicken nugget. house to play, and then bring it back for drinks..."

"I tricked you into eating it. You ate one and kept eating it. In the end, you got a bad stomach and I was beaten up. After this incident, I know that you are a spicy eater!" Gu Zhao recalled the beginning, and the memory was particularly deep. .

Not only is it the first time he has been ruled by the family, but it is also the first time for Situ Wen...the kind of gluttony who blinks his eyes pitifully when he wants to eat, rubs his stomach miserably after eating, and his little face turns pale.

It was the first time that he realized that his elders were actually lying to him.

His Royal Highness is also an ordinary person.

It is not a doll in a shrine, which needs to be carefully enshrined.

The corner of Situ Wen's mouth curled up, showing yearning, "I really miss it, I haven't eaten spicy food for a long, long time." Because the chopsticks are only three spoonfuls.

"Secretly eat more!" Gu Zhao lamented, feeling more and more distressed towards his small and tall cousin.

"Yes." Situ Wen nodded heavily.

Because of one dish, the relationship between the two of them in private became closer unconsciously.Situ Wen looked at Gu Zhao who served him vegetables and tried hard to make him eat more, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider.

Even if he tried to figure out all the relationships in the world with the greatest malice.

It is also one of the plans to break the natural barrier brought about by the position of prince without leaving a trace, and to subdue his mother's family for his use.

After eating, the two of them, who were like potbellies, headed towards the famous Guoqing Temple in Beijing.

At the moment when the sun is scorching in the afternoon, but the ancient temple is leisurely hidden among the towering ancient trees, the path is winding and secluded, and the sun is blocked by overlapping leaves, only a few ray of light mischievously drilled through the gaps, sprinkled dazzling gold mango.

Situ Wen raised his hand to block the light and walked forward.

"I've already inquired. It doesn't take too many procedures to erect the monument of longevity. The abbot said that it only needs to be sincere, but..." Gu Zhao approached Situ Wen and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you can get another one for aunt in private?" ?” His aunt’s memorial tablet is placed in the ancestral temple, and the Huguo Temple is also offering sacrifices on weekdays. But I always have no idea.

"Of course!" Situ Wen nodded affirmatively.

Even though he didn't have a mother in his memory, it was always a kindness from life.

If in the future, he and his father go down the old road, confronting each other endlessly, how innocent is his mother? After her death, she will not be peaceful, and will be used by various forces of the imperial literati to make a fuss. for many years.

As a son of man, he couldn't protect his mother's prestige during her lifetime.

As a human "husband", I can't keep my lover.

Being a fiasco and incompetence.

Kneel down and kowtow.

Seeing Situ Wen piously kneeling and offering incense, Gu Zhao showed a distressed expression, and silently bent his knees.Things have already happened, and it is useless for him to act afterward. No wonder Mr. Wen Ya advised him not to act impulsively, but to think twice before acting.

After performing a whole set of sacrificial ceremonies, Gu Zhao saw that Situ Wen, who still pursed his lips and showed a mournful expression, thoughtfully left space for others, and walked out slowly by himself. The novice went up to him and said: "Little master, can I come here later to pour water, I have a brother who is remembering Xianci and is sad."

The little novice clapped his hands together and said, "Amitabha", and said again that the monks are compassionate, nodded, and turned to leave.

"Little master!" Gu Zhao apologized and thanked him very much. He was about to walk around when he suddenly thought of something. The eminent monk who has attained the Tao, can I ask where he is, boy Meng Lang, can I ask for a peace talisman?