Chiwuxing

The first and third chapters - Contributing words to Prime Minister Jiang Hua's witty words, secretly informing Yan Chen Fu Xuan's deep tricks

On that day, Ni Chengzhi and Ni Congwen were discussing matters in the study room, when they suddenly heard a report from the porter: "My lord, Director Jiang from the Ministry of Internal Affairs is here."

Ni Congwen was surprised, and stood up to greet him. Jiang Hua smiled and bowed and said, "Master Xiang, Ankang, our family greets you."

Ni Congwen only smiled on the surface and said: "The manager is polite, please sit down."

After Jiang Hua sat down, he saw Ni Chengzhi standing on the side, and said with a smile: "Oh, this is the eldest son. Recently, I always heard that the eldest son Ni worked hard in the Ministry of Industry. The flood in the border town was stopped in time, and he acted. Resolute and stable, quite like a father, it's really a tiger father without a dog."

Seeing Jiang Hua's eyes almost narrowed into a line, Ni Chengzhi felt disgusted in his heart, and smiled like a spring breeze on his face: "The manager is absurd, and fulfilling one's duty is the duty that father always teaches, so I dare not take credit for it."

Jiang Hua nodded with a smile, his eyes swept back and forth between Ni Congwen and Ni Chengzhi, and then returned to Ni Congwen. The latter understood and said to Ni Chengzhi: "Chengzhi, you go down first."

Ni Chengzhi bowed his head and left, closing the door behind him. Ni Congwen said, "Director Jiang came here specially today, so you may as well speak up if you have something to say."

Jiang Hua's face remained calm, but his heart was still full of slander. Is he really out of favor now?It's not yet the time of defeat, why no matter where you go, others will have a trace of impatience.How many years has he enjoyed the blessing of being served tea for him by others, and now it is really his turn to try this taste?

With a sneer in his heart, Jiang Hua picked the hard jade ring on his thumb with his index finger, and said in a secret way: "Master Xiang, our family recently received a present, which is quite interesting, and I want to share it with Master Xiang."

"Oh?" Ni Congwen didn't know why, and he didn't show any trouble on his face.

Jiang Hua tapped on the table twice, and Zhang Rui, who was waiting outside, came in, carrying an object the size of a birdcage covered with a red cloth.

Jiang Hua raised his orchid fingers, and slowly lifted the red cloth, and saw that there really was a birdcage with brass trim, which was golden under ordinary light, and there were two birds standing on the horizontal frame in the cage. One gray and one white.

Ni Congwen stared at the birdcage without saying a word.

Jiang Hua explained with a smile: "Look, Mr. Minister, there are already a lot of rare things in the place under the Ministry of Internal Affairs that governs the birds and beasts in the palace. If this is an ordinary bird that plays and fights, our family will not come here to give it to you." Look, Master Xiang."

"What's so precious, the manager might as well tell me." Ni Congwen narrowed his eyes.

"First of all, this birdcage is very strange. If you look carefully, can you find anything unusual?"

"There's no door to the birdcage."

"Xiangye Huiyan," Jiang Hua said, "That's right, our family heard that the cage was not designed with a passage for birds to enter and exit when it was cast. I really don't know how ingenious it is to make this cage without a door. Putting two canaries in there is quite unique."

"Then the manager will reward the person who built the cage."

"It's natural," Jiang Hua said, "Let's look at the two canaries here again. Needless to say, they are rare and expensive species bred and bred by a professional. The one on the left with a cinnamon-colored body and a gray tail is a male. The bird is much larger than ordinary birds, and it looks very tall and mighty, but it is still dwarfed by the wild goose. After all, it cannot escape the canary species. gone."

As he said, Jiang Hua picked up a long and thin knife from nowhere and poked it into the cage. The male bird was really shocked and flew to the other side of the cage.

"But it's too stupid," Jiang Hua sighed, got up and walked slowly to the opposite side of the seat, pointed the sharp knife in his hand at the back of the male bird, and stayed still an inch away from his back. The male bird hadn't sensed the danger yet, "Forgot No matter where you escape, you will be in a cage."

Seeing Ni Congwen pondering, Jiang Hua continued, "Look at the one with white feathers and black tail on the right, Mr. Xiang. Although it is a little smaller in size, it is also much smarter than that male bird."

Jiang Hua still poked the knife in front of its eyes, and the female bird was also shocked. She jumped up from the lever, but instead of flying to either side, she found a pass in the ring-shaped area at the top of the cage and flew up. Because of the fat belly of the bird, it got stuck on the side of the copper fence, struggled and screamed, but couldn't get up or down.

"This female bird is clever and knows how to find a way up. But how can it be so easy to get out of this cage? It can only hang here halfway up." Jiang Hua gently touched the feathers on the female bird's neck and said .

Ni Congwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Hua.

I saw Jiang Hua handing him the sharp knife in his hand, and said: "These two canaries are locked in a cage and are at the mercy of others. Although I want to rescue them and help them escape, it is difficult to make a decision. I don't know if Xiangye can help me with this. , I will leave the decision to you to see how to deal with it?"

Ni Congwen didn't reach out to take it, but said: "In my opinion, this male bird is not clumsy, but his advantage of being strong and strong is in the wrong place. If this bird is outside the cage, he can spread his wings and fly high. The boss wanted to kill him, but he lost his ability to stay in the cage... and this female bird, who seemed smart, ended up struggling and forced herself into a helpless situation, she was really stupid."

Jiang Hua maintained the posture of handing the knife, his face became visibly colder, and said: "May I ask Mr. Xiang to make a final decision."

Ni Congwen concentrated for a moment, until Jiang Hua's heart was faintly impatient, he took the knife, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang is really a wonderful person! He obviously has a strategy in mind, but he insists on letting me make a decision... ...But I have heard that "the way of heaven has no relatives, and the strong are always blessed", and it is the same in this world of birds and beasts. No matter how talented the male bird is, his eyes are empty, unable to distinguish the narrow reality in the cage, and he seeks his own death. It would be better, and perhaps more beneficial, to help the male bird that has no foresight than to help the female bird."

After finishing speaking, he inserted the knife into the body of the male bird.

Swiftness without the slightest stagnation.

Steady, accurate, ruthless.

In an instant, blood splashed and stained his sleeves. Ni Congwen's expression remained calm, as if he wasn't the one who did it.

"Master Xiang is wise, the solution to this doorless bird cage is nothing but a dead end for this male bird," Jiang Hua seemed to be secretly relieved, and smiled.At the same time, the female bird stuck on the circular fence was pulled out from it, the bird's shrill sound suddenly sounded, and a few pieces of feathers fell off, and then the female bird was released out of the window, "It seems that every bird has its own uniqueness." Luck, just see how they find a way out."

The two agreed, and Ni Congwen brushed his plain clothes sleeves with his fingers, and said, "Speaking of which, this is still the past three years when I have been in mourning for my teacher. In fact, there will be no bloodshed..."

Jiang Hua glanced at his sleeves following his movements, raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Xiang is questioning our family's sincerity?"

"On the day when Director Jiang came to the mansion in person and welcomed the favor of entering the court three times, I still remember it in my heart," Ni Congwen said with a smile, "Whether it is sincerity or not, I know very well in my heart."

How can Jiang Hua not be familiar with this trick of playing hard to get, obviously he still wants something.But when Ni Congwen let go, the governor was half done, and then he smiled and said: "Mr. Xiang is refreshing, our family knows what is worrying about Mr. Xiang at present. The so-called 'generals are the assistants of the country'. Politics is the foundation of the army, and the top priority is not in the The army, but in the government that the Prime Minister is familiar with."

"Oh?" Ni Congwen became interested, "How do you say that?"

Jiang Hua flicked his sleeves, and said: "Master Xiang has returned to the court for more than a year, let's ask: What percentage of the court are tired and ineffective officials?"

Ni Congwen replied: "About [-]%."

"Then what percentage of the officials are paid for?"

"One percent."

"What percentage of the officials are those who see the wind and follow the rudder, first vote for the eunuch party and then follow the prince?"

"Thirty percent."

Jiang Hua's voice continued to sink, and finally whispered to the sound that only the two of them could hear: "Then guess what, if our family trades cheap in the palace, how many courtiers can we use?"

Ni Congwen was silent, and Jiang Hua said slowly: "Since Mr. Xie passed away, the original ministers of the bones were either killed by hatred, or gradually dispersed and did not dare to speak out. Only the Prime Minister sticks to the court. This is something that our family admires. My master understands better than our family that evil is more able to control people's hearts than good. Mr. Xie is loyal, but now there are only a few people who still remember it. Not to mention others, but Mr. Xiang's fellow apprentice, Han Huaijin, who was also a former student of Mr. Xie, now Even if he took over his teacher's class, he would occupy the place of the imperial censor and do nothing. Would you like to hear how many treasures he secretly invested in the Ministry of Internal Affairs after Master Xie's death?"

"If the Prime Minister wants to do things in the future, he will naturally have to explain to the courtiers. Although His Royal Highness is now the crown prince, his political achievements are small and not outstanding. Sometimes it depends on the right time, place and people... But there is a stupid way in this world , There is also a smart way, Mr. Xiang is a smart man."

Of course Jiang Hua knew that Ni Congwen was able to come to this day, so how could he not understand the filth in the court, but he was still a little bit uneasy, doubting whether Ni Congwen had the loyalty of his teacher.Can the bargaining chips he gave be worth some weight in his heart.

The giant ship is only for profit, and the flat boat is also for the name. He will not expect those past grievances to be wiped out today.It just depends on how ambitious and powerful this Ni Xiangye is. The desire of the people is always the best thing to use.

Ni Congwen looked at Jiang Hua several times.

He knew that Jiang Hua once enjoyed the highest power of the emperor's vermilion pen to criticize reds when the eunuch party was in its heyday. Helping each other, harmonizing inside and outside, will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

"Our family knew a few words since we were young, so we naturally know the principle of 'straight as a string, dead side; curved like a hook, anti-housing'. If Mr. Xiang is stuck in a momentary prejudice, he will miss a great opportunity. "Jiang Hua didn't know what was going on in his heart, and thought he was still thinking about the eunuchs' rebellion, so he added.

Little did he know that his words seemed even more impetuous to outsiders.

Ni Congwen said with a smile: "The manager worked hard in the palace and cared about the court. He is really loyal. As the prime minister, I am concerned about the continuity of the Great Yan society, and the manager is also willing to contribute to it. It doesn't matter."

Seeing that the former grievances were gone, Jiang Hua was really happy, and he didn't even care to think about the truth of the words. Everyone took what they wanted, and there was no need for written evidence.So the previous greasy smile appeared on his face again, he got up and said goodbye: "Master Xiang is broad-minded, our family worships him, since this is the case, if there is any important matter in the future, our family will try our best to help out one or two, and share the worries of Master Xiang."

Ni Congwen nodded with a smile, got up and watched Jiang Hua leave.

After a while, Ni Chengzhi entered the door, saw the birdcage on the table and the bloody canary in it, and couldn't help frowning: "Then what is Jiang Hua doing today?"

Ni Congwen's smile disappeared, and he called out, "Come here."

The porter boy outside the door came in: "Master Xiang."

Ni Congwen ordered: "Clean up the things on the table."

"Yes." The servant took the order.

After a few servants wiped the birdcage and bloodstains clean, the house returned to calm.

Ni Chengzhi frowned in confusion: "Is Jiang Hua's posture provoking threats?"

"No," Ni Congwen's eyes revealed a meaningful look, "On the contrary, he came here to make peace."

"Reconciliation?" Ni Chengzhi was surprised, "These eunuchs have always been scheming, and how can they tell the truth from the fake? Father, be careful of their rhetoric, and don't be deceived by them."

Ni Congwen laughed nonchalantly and said, "True or fake may not be the most important thing, what matters is what he wants and what I need."

"I'm just afraid that once such a villain gets his upper body contaminated, he will bite back in the future and cause trouble." Ni Chengzhi was still worried.

Ni Congwen smiled and said: "Chengzhi, if you are in the game, you will naturally be afraid of being framed by the villain. Once you are out of the game, you will find that instead of trying to change our behavior, it is better to change the people who have been judging us all the time. People in this bureau."

Ni Chengzhi listened with a half understanding.

"It's as if Jiang Hua handed me the knife just now. I don't need to decide what happened in the cage, just follow my thoughts. There are many truths that no one cares about, and they are not that important."

Ni Chengzhi wrote it down secretly, and nodded in agreement.

The phoenix is ​​a sacred bird of the Nanman clan, and it is said that it has a spirit that reaches the sky.

The Nanman lords of all dynasties regarded the phoenix as the ancestral god, offering sacrifices to them every year, claiming to be the only descendant of the phoenix, and descended from the same line.

The Southern Man has rivers, swamps, mountains and forests, a vast land and few people. The people of the tribe have been hiding in places with beautiful mountains and rivers for many years, and it is impossible to find out the truth.The main hall of the royal palace is built according to the mountain situation, with jade eaves and eaves, which emphasizes both danger and beauty.

During the New Year's sacrifice, the whole family suspends all kinds of labor activities for seven consecutive days, sincerely comforting Feng Ling.

Bursts of harp sounds came from the corner curtains of the hall, and they were twisted and plucked lightly, dyeing the originally solemn meeting hall with the charm of string music.

Kunshan jade is broken, and hibiscus is weeping.

Several ministers and subordinates couldn't help looking into the side curtain, trying to find out, but they only saw the golden phoenix head winding from the bent wood of the konghou, with pearls spit out from the phoenix's mouth, white and greasy.

The middle-aged man in the upper seat has a feminine and seductive demeanor, his beard has been trimmed clean, and it is difficult to tell his age for a while.This person wears a phoenix weeping blood silver crown on his head, with colorful flower spikes hanging down, curly hair in high bundles, a purple-colored robe, and a black phoenix totem on the cuffs.

Under the long table, several courtiers were a little impatient, their faces were stiff, and they only waited for the man seated to speak.

"My lord," a young military general on the right side of the table couldn't stand the leisurely but silent occasion, but he didn't want to offend the honored person, so he had to say euphemistically, "Recently, the artisans under me have developed a new kind of The light and maneuverable sampan is very convenient for fast attack and sneak attack, and now it is only on the battlefield to show its skills."

Fu Xuan opened her eyelids and looked at him, said with a smile: "Is there such a thing?"

The young warrior looked at a civil official next to him, who continued, "Return to the lord, there is indeed such a thing. The bridge is red and fast like a horse. It is called a 'red horse'. This red horse boat is indeed It also took a lot of effort from the craftsmen, and it took a lot of time to remake it."

Fu Xuan glanced back and forth between the two of them, and said with a smile, "Really? Oh, can't wait to fight?"

The young general was selected as the center of attention, and immediately said: "My lord, our army has been fighting hard for nearly a year, and there will be no wars that we lose all the time. It's time for the soldiers to go out and prove themselves."

"Heh," Fu Xuan laughed again, "Wuma, we have been fighting Yan Guo for so many years, what is it for?"

Without any hesitation, Wu Masun replied loudly:

"Naturally, it is necessary to expand the borders of our southern barbarians and drive out all the swallow thieves, so that we can relieve our hatred!"

"You're half right," Fu Xuan said, "Taojiang is good, but the slaughter is not entirely accurate."

All the ministers listening to the words below thought of the invasion of Qiannan County in Yandi the year before last, only to be beaten back by the exterminated army.He had just suffered a defeat in the previous round, and this new brat, Wu Masun, after all, underestimated the enemy hastily and overestimated his capabilities.The number of barbarians has dropped sharply, how can they stand up to repeated battles?

But Fu Xuan's statement that they won the land without fighting is a bit absurd. If there is such a good thing, why bother to lose 5 of them all at once the year before last.

"Doesn't this kill all the Yan people...do we still have to wait for them to hand over the land?" Wu Masun asked.

"That's not what the lord said," said the civil official who just spoke, "Over the past 100 years, the lords have been advocating Yanhua. Although our Nanman clan can be compared with the country of Yan in history, it is not as stable as the country of Yan. At the beginning, the clan was divided and attacked each other, and it was once difficult for us to take care of ourselves. Now we adopt the Yan system in military and political affairs, and the civilization and education of Yandi have penetrated for a long time. It is also difficult to explain to the people of the same clan, and it will only cause more criticism and internal troubles."

Fu Xuan nodded, and said: "Kou Bing is right, but still only half right."

Seeing Fu Xuan's deliberate betrayal, several subordinates couldn't figure it out.Just when he was about to think about it, he heard a sharp "thump" in the room, and the originally ethereal konghou sound stopped suddenly, as if falling from the sky to the world.

The curtain was lifted suddenly, and a gorgeously dressed young man stepped out quickly. He was dressed in a purple brocade gown with gold stones around his waist.The eyebrows and eyes are similar to Fu Xuan's, but the loose curly hair is braided all over the head, and is tied behind the head with gold thread.The forehead is covered with black gold, and the phoenix totem crocheted with thin threads is lifelike.

The young man's eyes were full of hostility, and it was expected that all the courtiers present avoided his gaze.

Fu Xuan smiled and said, "Ah Zan's harp skills are more silent than when the lonely king used to listen to you in private. These years have really improved a lot... What do you think?"

Everyone responded again and again.

They just remembered that the protagonist who came to discuss today was originally this young master. Fu Xuan's intention to push his son to the officials in power in the clan has not been for a day or two. Who knows that this young master is careful Arrogant and arrogant, he would rather study the rhythm in the room than say a word in front of them.Everyone's impression of him is only from the occasional meeting, and no one knows that Fu Xuan's personality has such a temperamental blood.

Fu Yan stopped looking at them, and strode straight towards the gate of the palace.Without squinting, completely ignoring the people discussing matters at the long table, he said coldly: "Konghou sounds are spiritual, and they are not meant to be heard while shouting, let alone being judged by a group of hypocritical and cunning people all day long."

Seeing the young man leave, everyone at the table was embarrassed, Kou Bing took the lead to break the embarrassment, and said: "Young master is young and rash, and it is very rare."

Fu Xuan was not displeased, and said: "Although Ah Zan's personality is a bit eccentric, he has been good at treating poison and Gu since he was a child. My son had already shown his skill level in the battle the year before last. Such a talent comes at this age. The lineage of our royal family is extremely rare, and there have been only two people in the past hundred years, and they will definitely be of great use in the future."

Everyone wanted to agree, but they also knew that the other of the two was a worry in Fu Xuan's heart, so they didn't dare to say more at this time.

The half of what he said just now was interrupted by Fu Zhan's sudden irony, Wu Masun was eager to continue the topic, thinking that he had just been refuted by the Lord, so he could only wink at Kou Bing quietly.

"Cough," Kou Bing cleared his throat, and said, "I don't know what your lord's opinion is on the question just now?"

Fu Xuan said: "I, Nanman, and Dayan have been fighting for many years, but everyone, please don't blindly soak in blood and hatred, forgetting the original purpose. The lonely king continues the former Wang Yanhua. In addition to stabilizing the order of the clan, it is to let you go To really understand what kind of people our enemies are, there is an old saying in the Yan people: "Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles." Although the sour scholars among them can't lift their hands or shoulders, there are many stories about them in their books. The content of my family's divination doctor Gu, but how much do we know about the Yan people?"

Everyone was silent, Wu Masun said unhappily: "Yan people are only used to conspiracies on paper, even if we use poison and Gu, we will be upright!"

Fu Xuan did not reply to his words, and continued: "Using Yanhua to understand their behavior and combat strategy is one of them. But the purpose of fighting is not to kill the opponent, this is not winning, this is just the end, it is a dead end. "

"Winning or losing a war depends on the agreement of the other party. It can also be said that the two parties have reached a consensus. It is like when two parties are fighting, one side raises a white flag to surrender, and the other side can attack the city directly without using a knife or gun, but the victory or loss is instant."

Kou Bing and the senior ministers around him were thoughtful, while Wu Masun listened half-understood, with doubts from time to time.

"It is still necessary to use the words of the Yan people, 'Soldiers who subdue others without fighting are the ones who are good'. It is the best strategy to determine the outcome by war, and the best strategy is to determine the outcome with people's hearts. Reading the books of Yan State is not for you to learn the superficial benevolence and morality, our tribe does not need that, but for you to see their behavior habits and attack thinking." Fu Xuan said.

"But how do we fight this 'war without fighting'? All our soldiers training for nothing this year?" Wumasun Nahan said.

"That's not true," Fu Xuan smiled, took out a blank piece of paper from her sleeve, and said, "Look at this, that's why I called you all here today."

Everyone got up and gathered around the paper to look at it. Kou Bing pointed to the words on the paper and read: "Maocheng, take advantage of the emptiness, you can enter."

"What do you mean?" Wu Masun asked puzzled, "Isn't Maocheng... a border town in the west of Yan Kingdom?"

"This morning, the lonely king saw an eagle lying motionless in front of the hall. After careful examination, he found this note tied to its leg," Fu Xuan said, "regardless of the content of this note, who do you think it could be?" sent a letter?"

"The west side of the Nanman is a gathering place for eagle species, which are numerous and easy to tame. Could it be..." Kou Bing paused for a moment, and then continued, "Could it be that the priest is divination again and sent eagles to convey God's will? ?”

The people below were also shocked, looking at Fu Xuan's face, they turned cold.

Kou Bing secretly sighed for his slip of the tongue. Just now when he mentioned the two rare talents of the royal family in the past century, they both tacitly avoided this topic, but he didn't expect him to slip up and mention that person.

"Fifty thousand soldiers and horses were destroyed, and he fled without a trace. What face does he have to come to intervene again? If he said it, he must not believe it." A courtier below did not see the situation here, and answered inappropriately.

"That's enough." Fu Xuan didn't want to say any more about this matter, and continued, "The eagle is not unique to the Nanman, it is also found in Yandi. It's just that the method of training eagles is beyond the reach of ordinary people. The pigeon sent the letter. In addition, what needs to be paid more attention to is this paper, what kind of paper do you take a closer look at?"

Kou Bing picked up the paper and put it under the light, the pulp was uniform and fine, with a slightly soft yellow halo, and said, "It's the yellow paper from the Yan people!"

Fu Xuan nodded in approval and said, "That's right, the yellow paper is made of green sandalwood skin unique to Yandi, and made of mountain spring water. The person who sends the message is either rich or noble, and there are strange people who know how to train eagles by his side..."

Kou Bingning raised his eyebrows: "So this note was sent by the people of Yan, asking us to attack Maocheng? There must be fraud in it!"

"Things are indeed not that simple," Fu Xuan pondered, "but about the Maocheng area, Gu Wang has thought about it for a long time. The western border of Yan State is connected to the upper reaches of the Jin River, the mother river that runs through Yan State. The mountains are steep. Flood hazards such as mudslides occur frequently, and the water level soars. Even several guards around the city have been requisitioned for construction projects.

Wu Masun said anxiously: "But once this letter comes, we know that it is a plot by the Yan Kingdom. Those who want to lure us to send troops can no longer take the risk of attacking Maocheng."

"No," Fu Xuan denied, "It's still necessary to fight, but you can't listen to what he says, that's one thing; moreover, is it really a fraud? We can imagine that the messenger may not be unexpected. We Is this the first time you have encountered a spy in Yanchen?"

"Besides," he said, rubbing the note in his hand with his fingertips, "it's obvious that we don't bother to find out his identity if we expose the information so blatantly."

Everyone was silent, and Wu Masun snorted coldly: "The people of Yan are proud of their benevolence, morality, and righteousness of the family and the country, but there are still shrewd intestines behind them, all of which have been turned into their own home."

Fu Xuan calmly said: "This is just a guess, maybe you can only tell if you try it yourself. But if you are really from Yan, then it will be interesting."

"It seems that this 'war without a fight' is really about to begin." Kou Bing stroked and laughed.

At the foot of the mountain, a boy entered.

I stepped on the broken dead leaves under my feet, and the sound of "creaking and creaking" made the mountain forest more and more silent.

Fu Zhan randomly found a place to rest under a tree, and raised his head to listen to the wild sounds of nature colliding everywhere. The birdsong and the rustling of the tree became more and more high-pitched with the rising heat, like a melodious flute flowing down together. sound.

He thought that he had an illusion, and smiled to himself, a little sad.

"...He is planning to hunt Yan again."

I don't know who the boy was talking to, but there was no answer from the mountain.

"It's so boring..." Fu Yan complained, the sunlight reflected on his cheek from the branches and leaves.

"I regret it... Is there still a chance?"

The young man muttered to himself, and after a while, his expression gradually showed some indignation:

"Why can't you come to see me? Just... just because I made a mistake once, you won't come?"

"Why would I do such a thing, and for what?"

"Why didn't you even give me a chance to apologize?"

"You are so ruthless, you are too ruthless."

"..."

After talking for a long time, he became tired.

Fu Zan leaned against the trunk of the old tree, and the golden light shone on the small sockets at the corners of his eyes, shining brightly.

Everyone in the Nanman clan knows that this royal descendant, Su Hui, is intelligent. Even though he has a mean temperament and is not easy to get along with, his talent is a gift to the clan.However, every person in this world has weaknesses and faults. He has been promoted to a high point, and he is not stuck in the fall. There is another person who is rarely cared about among people.

"Even if I was wrong..." The young man's fragile expression, which was rarely shown, was like a cocoon about to be burst, and he returned to his usual unruly state, and said in a hateful voice, "Anyway, the matter is over. Disappointed or sad, I am not afraid.”

"I'd like to see how cold your heart is, you can just stand by and watch."

How can you force me if you refuse to eat?

The evening sun was drowsy, and he gradually became sleepy.But at the end of the remnant of consciousness, he was startled by the reappearance of the auditory hallucination just now, and everything in his vision began to distort and deform. He tried his best to put together a smile.

The sound of the flute stopped slowly, and someone's voice came, and the voice was clear: "Have you practiced the song I taught you that day?"

"It's hard to find a bosom friend, even if you learn it, you won't be very happy."

The kid who spoke was a little shorter than him, and he leaned against another tree a few steps away, and replied without following the source of the voice.

"Having a bosom friend is luck, and lacking a bosom friend is the norm. Music moves people's hearts, and you don't play it for others. If you can't make you happy during the performance, it's putting the cart before the horse."

A clear and cool voice sounded like a breeze blowing on someone's palm. The child closed his eyes and said, "I just play for my bosom friend. I don't have such lofty pursuits as you."

"When you grow up, you know sooner or later that you're going to get frustrated by it."

The child jumped up from the ground all at once, looked around, and even turned his head, Fu Zan was stunned, he was no longer familiar with that immature face that had not yet shed the baby fat.

The child searched for a few times to no avail, but he was not annoyed. He stood where he was and looked up at the blue sky with an evil smile: "Is it like you?"

The mountain was silent, and a sparrow happened to be singing at this time, but Fu Zhan could tell that the man must have laughed, and the laughter was soft.

The warm sunshine hit his face, the boy closed his eyes, and fell into a light sleep.

forgive me.