The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Xie Erye and Chen Su walked out of the study hall one after the other. At this moment, Wen Zhi came in from the outside with a book in his arms.

The two sides greeted lightly and then separated.

Wen Zhi looked back at the backs of the two of them leaving, always feeling something strange.

At the counter, Song Jiao stretched out his hand to him with difficulty: "...Zhi..."

Before he could say the word "Zhi Duo Xing", Xie Chen held him down.

Xie Chen pressed him hard, hugged him and rubbed him, making Song Jiao's face red.

Wen Zhi frowned, didn't say anything, took a second look, turned his head away, and closed the door.

Gentlemen do not despise evil.

The long street was bustling with people, Xie Erye and Chen Su walked back and forth on the long street, neither of them said a word, they looked like two people who had nothing to do with each other.

Many of the people in Fengxiang City have followed from the bandit village in the past, and of course they recognize Second Master Xie.

The people greeted him: "Second Lord."

Second Master Xie nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Where is Second Master going?"

"Go buy something for the lady."

"Second Master, let's go."

He walked all the way like this, and when he was talking to the people, Chen Su who was following behind him suddenly tugged at his sleeve and called softly: "Father."

Like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, it spit out snake letters at him abruptly.

Second Master Xie was taken aback by him, and subconsciously wanted to pull him away, but Chen Su held his hand instead.

Second Master Xie turned his head to look at the person chatting in front of him, and saw that his expression was normal, so he guessed that he hadn't heard Chen Su's words.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, said goodbye to the chatterers hastily, and dragged Chen Su away.

It wasn't until he reached a remote alley that no one was there that Second Master Xie let go of Chen Su's arm.

He turned to face Chen Su, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally changed into a loving face, he raised his hand to touch Chen Su's head: "You are so tall."

Chen Su turned his head and avoided it.Different from the tone just now, he called out in a cold voice: "Father."

Xie Erye didn't agree, but just looked at him like that.

Yes, he... As early as ten years ago, there was a woman outside.

After getting married, he planned to break it off, but he didn't expect that at this time, he had Chen Su.

Chen Su followed his mother's surname, and his mother's name was Chen.

Second Master Xie didn't want the matter to come to light, he couldn't let Mr. Xie know about it, let alone the second wife, so he arranged for them to live far away and sent someone to send some money there every year.

In these years, he only visited them once, in the name of official business.

At that time, Chen Su was only six years old, and Second Master Xie couldn't help but think highly of Mrs. Xie - in his opinion, he drank some wine and talked to Mrs. Chen, while Chen Su was watching, staring at him intently.

"My father doesn't like me." Xie Erye said, "I was born fair, and I don't look like a bandit, so my father doesn't like me, and he doesn't send me errands. He likes my elder brother, and my elder brother has a full face. Beard, very much like him."

He added: "Shen..."

Mrs. Chen mistakenly heard "Shen" as "Chen", and quickly responded: "Hey."

Second Master Xie smiled: "It's not you, it's the eldest brother's son, Brother Shen."

Madam Chen was very embarrassed, she turned her head and hugged her son, stroking his head.

Second Master Xie turned his head and glanced at Chen Su: "It's about the same age as him. My father regards him more closely than his eyes. A while ago, a Song historian came from Qingguo, and brought his little grandson, his little grandson It's called Song Jiao, Mao Mao. My father was in a hurry, afraid that Mao Mao would run away, so he insisted on making him and brother Shen a pair, and let the two study together."

"It's strange, my father, why is he treating his son and grandson differently? He wants his son to be born like a bandit, but also wants his grandson to study hard? Why can't I please?"

Then it was Mrs. Chen who comforted him. Second Master Xie got up and left after finishing his drink. Mrs. Chen followed behind, clearly wanting to keep him, but couldn't say anything.

This was the first time and the last time Xie Erye saw Mrs. Chen and Chen Su.

Second Master Xie took a deep breath and looked at the young man in front of him.

I have to say that this child does look a lot like him, with narrow eyes and thin lips, but his skin is a bit dull due to years of hard work. Therefore, standing next to the pale-faced Xie Erye, he is both similar and different. resemblance.

Second Master Xie said again: "You live in the place where the snowstorm hit, I know, I went to look for you, but when I went there, there was no one there."

Chen Su pursed the corners of his lips, and said lightly, "My mother is dead."

"Well, you..." Second Master Xie paused, "What do you want to do now? Do you want to go back to start a small business? Or buy a farm..."

Chen Su interrupted him: "Father, aren't you afraid that Xie Chen already knows my identity, so tell grandpa?"

Second Master Xie smiled: "No, Brother Shen and Mao Mao are pure-hearted. If they knew about this matter, they would never have joked with me like that just now."

Apart from other interests involved, he really likes these two children.

Chen Su also laughed: "I see."

Xie Erye said: "What do you want now? I will try my best to satisfy you."

Chen Su still smiled faintly: "Father, my son wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan."

"you……"

"I should have what Mr. Xie has." Chen Su looked back, "Father, I deserve it."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

When dusk fell, Chen Sucai returned to the study hall.

When he went back, Liu Yi and Jiang Ping who had gone out for a walk had already returned with some snacks, and Song Jiao and his friends were eating around.

Song Jiao inadvertently saw him coming back, and waved to him: "Chen Su, come and eat."

Chen Su nodded and stepped forward: "Yes."

He stepped forward, picked a candied date, crushed it, and was about to pass it to Song Jiao when he saw Song Jiao talking to Xie Chen.

"Brother Shen, you can't do it, you can't even squeeze dates."

Xie Chen directly stuffed the candied dates into his mouth, and took another one to pinch: "This one has been overcooked and turned into charcoal, only a ghost can pinch it."

Song Jiao wanted to speak, but was gagged by the crushed candied dates.

Chen Su stood beside him, and silently took the candied dates back. His eyes swept over Xie Chen, feeling aggrieved.

When he was young, he only saw Master Xie once, that is, when he was six years old.

Xie Erye said that Xie Chen was accompanied by a grandson of a great historian, who was called Song Jiao and had a nickname, Mao Mao.

In the few years after Second Master Xie left, his mother regarded some of the words that Second Master Xie gave out after drinking as rare treasures, and she chewed these cold and bad rice over and over again every night, and whispered in his ear.

In a few years, in a few years, Xie Erye will take them back, and he will be able to have a grandson of a great historian as his companion. At that time, he will not be studying in a private school in the village. The school taught by the great Confucianism.

His mother just waited and waited like this, even before she died.

She told Chen Su that his father would definitely come to pick him up, and he must behave well and not lose face when the time comes.

At this time, Chen Su didn't believe such words anymore, he nodded, and promised his mother that he came to Fengxiang City to find his father, but he didn't come to recognize his relatives, he came to seek revenge.

Second Master Xie called the child "Brother Shen", but his mother thought he was calling her, so she answered.

Very embarrassing.

He will always remember that scene, when his mother blushed and held him tightly in her arms, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but touch his head, which made his hair hurt.

In the countless nights after that, he couldn't help but think of many things, from what he had learned in the private school.

He was a premature baby, he was born a few months earlier than Xie Chen, and he was older than Xie Chen.If he had been born in Xie's family instead of in the wilderness; if he had been an upright son of Xie's family instead of an illegitimate son who could not see the light, then Xie Chen would definitely not be called Xie Chen.

Taboo, he should avoid my mother's respect, how could he be called "Shen"?

Why?

He came to Fengxiang City by begging all the way. During the few months of working in Lefang, it was like begging. There were disaster victims and corpses everywhere.

Every time he took a step closer to Fengxiang City, the hatred in his heart increased.

He hated everyone in Xie's family, especially Xie Chen who caused embarrassment to his mother.

Chen Su put the candied dates into his mouth and chewed them twice, but for some reason, there was a disgusting bitterness in his mouth.

He withdrew his gaze, not knowing where to look to better hide his hatred.

Finally, his eyes fell on Song Jiao.

He didn't like Xie Chen's companion, but they were just... the same breed.

The negotiation with Xie Erye failed this afternoon, Xie Erye resolutely refused to admit him back, and wanted to send him away with money.

He just felt hypocritical, since he liked his wife so much, why did he provoke his mother in the first place?

The negotiation failed, and he thought that Second Master Xie would let go. In order to take care of Second Master Xie's face, he temporarily did not expose himself to Old Master Xie.

Now, he already wanted to go directly to grandpa.

He looked at Song Jiao and thought to himself, now he has to hold on to Song Jiao firmly, only through him can he get close to Mr. Xie.

catch him.

Song Jiao chewed the candied dates and looked back at him: "Why don't you eat them? If you don't eat them, we will eat them all."

Chen Su came back to his senses: "Yes."

The next moment, Xie Chen pulled Song Jiao to his side.

This was supposed to be his companion, Chen Su thought, he is older than Xie Shen, if he is an upright son of the Xie family, all these things that Xie Chen has should belong to him.

A few people finished their snacks, and it was getting late, so they wanted to leave.

Liu Yi said: "It's like this every time, eat and leave. Do you want me to let someone set up a carriage to take you?"

"No need." The teenagers waved at him, "Let's just walk back."

"Is Maomao going back too? Is it too dark?"

"will not."

As soon as Song Jiao finished speaking, Xie Chen said, "He's been living in the palace recently, I'll go back with him."

Liu Yi was puzzled: "Why are you living in the palace again? Didn't Grandpa Mao Mao come back?"

Song Jiao said: "Grandpa is sick, Grandpa Xie let us move into the palace, it is more convenient to take care of."

"Okay, then you go back, be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Waving goodbye to Wen Zhi at the intersection, Song Jiao and Xie Chen walked back to the palace.

After returning to Xiaodong Palace, attendants greeted him.

"Your Majesty just sent a guard to ask why the two Highnesses haven't come back so late. Fortunately, they are back now. How can we answer?"

The two of them took a closer look, and sure enough, the guard named Fan Kai next to Mr. Xie was here.

Fan Kai cupped his fists towards them: "Your Highness."

Song Jiao asked, "Is my grandpa asleep?"

"Sleeping. Prime Minister Song drank the medicine and wanted to read the memorial again, but was sent to sleep by His Majesty."

"Then I won't bother Grandpa."

"Okay, the minister will go back and answer."

"Well, thank you for the dinner..." Song Jiao patted his mouth, "Uncle Fan Kai."

Song Jiao and Xie Chen walked into Xiaodong Palace, waved their hands, and went back to their rooms.

Song Jiao pushed open the door, and saw the system sleeping soundly next to the big ice cube.

He trotted forward and hugged the system: "Oh!"

The system trembled, and ears froze: "What's wrong? What's wrong? An earthquake?"

Song Jiao hugged him up with difficulty: "Why are you so lazy? You obviously couldn't do it when you were young."

"When I was young, I was afraid that something would happen to you. What is there to be afraid of now? Will something happen if you stay with Xie Chen?" The system changed its position and lay more comfortably in his arms. "It's time for me to retire, you say?" right?"

"Yeah." Song Jiao bulged his cheeks, and suddenly remembered something, "But didn't you say earlier that we were going to confer the title of Marquis and Prime Minister? You are so lazy now, why do you confer the title of Marquis and Prime Minister?"

"That's what talented people do, let's forget about it." The system blinked its big dark eyes and looked at him, "Mamao, I hope you are happy."

Song Jiaogang was a little touched, and the system said again: "Anyway, you love reading, and you can earn credits for doing the task of 'Study Rich Five Cars' every month, which is enough for our daily expenses, and we don't need to engage in those bells and whistles. As long as we are happy, you You don't need to be Long Aotian."

Song Jiao smiled, and moved his dog's head: "Then you didn't make much money from this mission?"

"What are you afraid of? Think of it as a vacation." The system comforted him in turn, "Besides, there are still several decades to come. Maybe you will have great fortune in the future, even more powerful than being a prince and worshiping a minister."

The system said again: "By the way, why hasn't Xie Chen slept with you recently?"

"It's very hot to sleep together. He always likes to sleep with someone in his arms. Every time I wake up from the heat, I say I won't sleep with him anymore."

"He will be so obedient?"

Song Jiao paused for a moment: "It should be."

"Won't he sneak over at night?"

"Probably not, it was just my birthday last time."

"That's really great, I've hated him for a long time." The system gritted his teeth, "Why does he keep pestering you? You two are so old, and he's always sticky, really."

Xie Chen, who was mentioned by two people, was taking a shower at this time.

Walking around outside, he was sweating all over, and his whole body was dry.

Xie Chen was sitting in the bathtub, with his arms resting on the edge of the barrel, looking up at the roof, his eyes were empty.

He didn't stand up from the water until the water temperature became cooler, put on his clothes, and when he came out, he subconsciously glanced out the window.

The lights in Song Jiao's room opposite have not been turned off, but are still bright.

Xie Chen restrained his strong desire to run over to hug his wife, turned around abruptly, walked to the couch and sat down.He reached out and took out a storybook from under the pillow.

After winter, he always slept with Song Jiao. Although Song Jiao thought he was annoying, he didn't drive him away.

But until spring, one night, when Xie Chen was sleeping with Song Jiao in his arms, he tossed and turned in a dream all night.

It's hard to describe what happened in the dream. In the end, just when he was about to touch Song Jiao's lap, Xie Chen woke up suddenly.

He carefully let go of the sleeping Song Jiao, pinched himself, climbed out of bed, and fled away in a jump.

Xie Chen's wonderful first experience was not too good.

Obviously it would never be like this before, Xie Chen couldn't help but think, if it really got on Song Jiao's lap at that time, maybe he is no longer in this world now.

Song Jiao will definitely cry.

As soon as he cried, Xie Chen was about to die.

Another way of thinking, if you get it up, you can cover it up.

He could quietly move the sleeping Song Jiao to another place, and then secretly move the soiled bedding.But the most difficult thing was Song Jiao's clothes, if he dared to touch Song Jiao's clothes.

In short, he couldn't sleep with Song Jiao recently.

Hugging your wife is absolutely not allowed, you can only read the script to explain it.

So when will he be able to hug his wife in a fair way?

Xie Chen flipped through the storybook, and on this page of the storybook, there was a scene where the character confessed to the other party. Usually, Xie Chen would skip these, but when he took a quick look, it seemed that there was some truth in it. .

Yes, Xie Chen suddenly realized and sat up suddenly.

He has to confess to Mao Mao first, and when the confession is over, he can embrace his wife in a fair and bright manner.

But Mao Mao will hate him, right?Xie Chen sat back again, he always bullied Mao Mao, and started bullying when he was a child.

Xie Chen wished he could go back to his childhood and beat up his stupid self.

You little fool, that's your wife!You lied to him, bullied him, and made him cry!

You made Brother Shen lose his wife when he grows up!

In a similar posture to Xie Chen, Song Jiao was also leaning on the couch, holding a book in one hand and hugging the dog in the other.

He made a bet with the system just now, they bet whether Xie Chen would sneak over tonight.

Song Jiao bet no, but the system said yes, they bet a pack of Want Want gift packs.

They are waiting now.

Until Song Jiao finished reading all the books in his hand, Xie Chen still didn't come over.

The system said: "You won, it's okay, go to sleep, don't you have class tomorrow?"

"En." Song Jiao just responded and put down the book.

"You have won, why are you still looking unhappy?"

"Have it?"

"Yes." The system took out a small mirror from the portable space and showed him his face.

Song Jiao used to have round almond eyes and slightly curved lips, a naturally smiling face. Now, with her eyes downcast and the corners of her mouth drooping, she really looked a little unhappy.

The system put away the mirror: "What's the matter with you? You're sleeping alone, aren't you happy?"

Song Jiao twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm laughing."

"Fuck."

Song Jiao didn't speak, just rubbed his head vigorously, then dropped the book and went to bed by herself.

Before going to bed, he thought about it carefully. He didn't seem to provoke Xie Chen recently, right?

One night, Xie Chen jumped back and forth between "Confession to hug his wife" and "My wife hates me", and didn't sleep well. It was not until the sky was dark that Xie Chen fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after, he opened his eyes again as if it had been set.

The old problem found him again.

Confess, you can hug your wife after you confess.

My wife hates me very much, and he will be angry if I confess.

He let himself go for a while, then sat up, ready to wash up.

He raised his hand to stroke his hair, then turned his head to look at the window, the opposite room.

The opposite window was closed, so I couldn't see what clothes Song Jiao was wearing today.

Then he can't wear the same style as his wife.

Xie Chen didn't even have the motivation to put on clothes.

But you have to wear clothes, don't wear clothes, and don't abide by masculine virtues.

Xie Chen picked out what he thought was the most handsome clothes to put on, washed up, and when he opened the door to go out, Song Jiao, who happened to be opposite, also came out.

This is the result of Xie Chen's countless attempts. He can go out and go to school at the same time as his wife.

But today, Xie Chen was obviously a little sluggish.

Song Jiao walked in front of him and saw his dark circles: "What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well last night?"

"Ah."

"You stayed up all night reading scripts again? Didn't you?"

"No." Xie Chen looked at him aggrievedly, and naturally called out, "wife."

Song Jiao paused for a moment, then left without saying a word, grabbing the strap of the cloth bag.

Only then did Xie Chen wake up from the tangled dream: "Honey, I didn't do it on purpose!"

Song Jiao lowered his head and walked faster, almost flying at low altitude, with the feet of male rabbits fluttering.

Xie Chen chased after him, feeling terrified.

Just calling "wife" made my wife angry. If this confession was true, Song Jiao would definitely have to break up with him.

He doesn't want to break up with his wife!

The two arrived at Lantai one after the other like this, because Song Jiao walked fast, the two arrived early today for the first time ever.

Arrived early, Wen Zhi, who was studying, looked up: "Yo, rare visitor."

Song Jiao threw the schoolbag on the table and sat down.

Xie Chen stood in front of him and grabbed his collar: "Maomao, let me in."

Song Jiao glanced at Xie Chen's position, unmoved: "No."

Xie Chen rubbed his head vigorously, messed up his hair, and then turned over from the table.

He proudly raised his eyebrows at Song Jiao, look, my wife, I am amazing!

Song Jiao only saw that he was complacent, as if he still heard the natural "wife", and became even more angry, so he simply turned his head away and stopped talking to him.

All morning, Song Jiao didn't speak to him, and sat in his seat without moving. Xie Chen had to turn over the table to get in and out.

My friends also watched the excitement all morning.

"Brother Shen is so miserable."

"Hey, brother Shen, don't you understand? It must be something else that made me angry."

"Could it be that you're pretending to be dead again? Brother Shen, are you pretending to be dead again?"

Xie Chen raised his fist at them: "Get rolling." He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "At noon today, outside the martial arts arena, all my good brothers are here, if you are not good brothers, don't come."

The friends laughed again.

"Brother Shen must have lied to Maomao about something, and now he can't make it work, so we need to give him some advice."

"Yes, that's how he pretended to be dead last time and asked us to give him advice."

At noon, Xie Chen and his good friends hurriedly finished their lunch and gathered outside the martial arts arena.

Xie Chen crossed his feet and sat on a tree, while his friends sat on rocks or trees, laughing and laughing.

Xie Chen cleared his throat: "Well, I have to confess to Mao Mao in a few days, who of you has a way to make my confession successful?"