The rumored third prince

Nezha didn't see Ao Bing when he came back, so he went to ask Mrs. Yin, who said she was on the top of the mountain.Nezha jumped up three times and two times, and saw Ao Bing sitting on the rock on the top of the mountain, staring at the direction of the East China Sea in a daze. His mind has been full of words from the woman upstairs watching the enemy, just a few straightforward and simple words without the slightest bit The connotative words made him have half a month of nightmares one after another.

Seeing Ao Bing's worried face, and didn't even notice her coming up, Nezha waved his hand in front of his eyes and asked, "What are you thinking, so preoccupied?"

Ao Bing thought about the conversation on the turret that day, stared at Nezha in a daze, and said as if confessing his last words: "If one day I die, Nezha, don't be sad..."

"As the saying goes, people have near-term worries without long-term considerations, but you think so far-reaching." Nezha sat beside Ao Bing on his shoulders, and promised with a smile: "I will never let your worries come true. If there is a day, I will kill all those people to avenge you, and then go to the Senluo Hall to arrest your soul, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!"

Ao Bing thought for a while and said, "You're right, maybe I'm thinking too much."

Nezha patted him on the shoulder, looked into the distance, and said casually, "If I can't do it, then I must die before you."

Ao Bing said in an old-fashioned way: "Don't make up your mouth with nonsense."

Nezha nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Ao Bing said with a sullen face, "Look at your perfunctory appearance."

Nezha hugged his head in distress, Ao Bing is still a child, why is he more like her mother than her mother?

Ao Bing didn't know what Nezha was thinking. Seeing her hugging her head, Ao Bing thought she was tired, so he went down the mountain and went back to the camp to rest.

At dawn the next day, the cronies of King Zhou came and brought hundreds of bolts of silk and satin, dozens of boxes of gold and silver jewellery, and a scroll of bamboo slips full of words that the young man was outstanding in everything, including Nezha. Lazy to face the battle, she found a reason to say that she was brave and resourceful, in order to make the enemy feel slack or something.

Nezha listened to King Zhou's belief and gave up the bamboo slips with a blank face. After sending him away, she distributed half of the rewards to the soldiers of the Manying army, and the other half was sent to Li's mansion.

In her words, Qianyuan Mountain does not take advantage of others, and these things can be regarded as a thank you gift from Mrs. Yin for adopting Jinxia.

When Mrs. Yin heard these words, she immediately refined the key points——

Others.

These two words pierced her heart with a dull pain, as if a sharp sword pierced through her heart, but what happened back then was done by herself, and she didn't say anything to refute it. Let people carry everything in.

Compared with Mrs. Yin's heartache, Nezha is different. She coaxes Ao Bing to be happy. The two of them spend the whole day in clouds and fog. Today they go to the extreme north to watch the snow, and tomorrow they watch the sunset in the desert. all over.

In the blink of an eye, it was September, and Nezha abandoned Guan Wushan's soldiers without any regrets, and asked Li Jing for leave to return to Qianyuan Mountain. When Jinxia heard this, she immediately said she would go back.

Ao Bing plunged headlong into the East China Sea and did not come out until the ninth day of September.

The first thing Nezha came back was to check the progress of Yang Chan's swordsmanship, and then taught him how to practice Qi before starting to do his own thing.

Mrs. Yin made an excuse to take care of Jinxia, ​​and went up the mountain together, and found that Nezha really took care of Yang Chan a lot. Through Yang Chan's incident, she found that Nezha on Qianyuan Mountain was different from other places. It is easier to talk than down the mountain. She thought that Nezha could not live on the mountain all his life, and her own words might not be able to make him listen to him. So when Nezha was going to repair the barrier, she pulled Yang Chan to ask her to teach Nezha how to talk to him. When getting along with people, don't rely on your own petty temper.

Yang Chan said: "Nezha is a willful person, he is the one who acts according to his heart."

Mrs. Yin thought for a while, Yang Chan had been in the deep mountains for a long time, and she didn't know what Nezha was doing at the bottom of the mountain. She only spoke for him when he thought he was disgusting and kind, so she explained: "If it doesn't suit his wishes, he will let the tiger do the murder, and the long street will be overturned in the middle of the night. Carriage, humiliating the noble concubine and others, beating up the attendants, humiliating the enemy's generals, such free will will get him into big trouble sooner or later."

Yang Chan herself was rescued by Nezha, so naturally she would not listen to Mrs. Yin's one-sided words. She sheathed her sword and said sternly, "Madam, why do you comment if you don't know the whole picture? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Mrs. Yin sighed: "The tiger's murder is what my eldest son saw with his own eyes and dictated it. The carriage is owned by my lord's concubine's wife, and the noble concubine's neighbor is the elder brother of my side's wife and her, and the attendant is the concubine's. Pai, as for the humiliated enemy general, everyone in Chentangguan has seen it, and every word and deed that Nezha said and did in front of the city that day was reported to the General Military Mansion without a single word of embellishment."

Yang Chan asked: "Why is Madam so concerned about Nezha?"

Qingmo lay under the grape trellis, and said with a smile: "Isn't it easy? Aunt Yin lost her beloved son. Nezha happened to be the same age as her child, and they were both born in Chongyang in September. She couldn't find her own child. Naturally poured a cavity of blood on Nezha."

Mrs. Yin replied: "Exactly."

Yang Chan blinked thoughtfully, stared at Mrs. Yin for a long while, until Mrs. Yin couldn't help herself, then smiled and said: "Madam, if you want to say something, just talk to Nezha, Yang Chan lives under the fence. I can't be the master of Nezha."

Qing Mo said: "Qing Mo is attached to a real person, so it's hard to speak for my aunt."

Madam Yin sighed and turned into the back kitchen.

Yang Chan didn't know what happened to Nezha, but felt that such a thing was too coincidental and didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, but Qingmo was different.

He clearly knew everything about Nezha, and also about Mrs. Yin and her missing child, but it was impossible for him to say that Nezha was most likely Mrs. Yin's lost child, and that it was the real Taiyi. I told him a long time ago that Nezha was responsible for one thousand and seven hundred murders. Either he killed someone or someone killed him. One step at a time, let Nezha join the army. It also has the meaning of eliminating robbery.

Jinxia is sensitive. As soon as he talked about Nezha here, he sensed that Qingmo's mood was not right. Right now Mrs. Yin had just left, and he asked in a low voice, "Brother Qingmo, why do I feel that you don't like godmother?"

Qing Mo sat up, rubbed Jin Xia's head, and said earnestly, "Qing Mo, do you think your senior brother has done anything wrong?"

Jinxia didn't speak, she opened her mouth and stopped talking, the young man's face was full of hesitation, and she choked out a sentence that avoided the important and lightly: "Senior brother is a person who does great things, so he is naturally different from ordinary people."

"Your senior brother has raised you for many years, but it can't match the love between Aunt Yin and your mother and child for half a year. Even if you worship her as a foster mother, so what if it's her parent and child?" Qing Mo smiled, and then said: " Abandoned parents and children, can't find them back, but want to transfer the heavy guilt of abandoning children to others, you just lack a mother, and she treats you like a helping hand, but your senior brother is different."

Yang Chan asked curiously, "They are both orphans, how is it different?"

"It's not important. What's important is that Nezha doesn't need Aunt Yin's inexplicable love." Qing Mo changed his lazy look, stared at Jin Xia, and said seriously: "Jin Xia, you care about Aunt Yin, so just gently let her take care of it." Don't let your good intentions turn into bad things about your senior brother."

It was rare for Jin Xia to see Qing Mo look so serious, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you do bad things with good intentions?"

Qing Mo glanced at Yang Chan lightly, Yang Chan smiled slightly and said that she would go to the back kitchen to help.Seeing that Yang Chan was gone, he leaned into Jin Xia's ear and said in a low voice: "The entire Qianyuan Mountain, including the Daoist, regards your brother as the first priority. His killing and calamity can't be passed, and Qianyuan Mountain is taking The life mat must also be filled in."

Jin Xia twitched her lips and asked, "Is it so serious?"

Qing Mo asked: "You came up the mountain at the age of six, right? You should be twelve this year, right?"

Jinxia nodded, and Qingmo said again: "Twelve years later, in another year, it's time to go down the mountain and prepare for marrying a wife. Before that, you still need to know which way to turn your elbow."

Jinxia pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "Master will be back in two years. Jinxia likes Qianyuan Mountain, so she won't go down the mountain to marry a wife."

Mrs. Yin walked to the entrance of the cave with a handkerchief, and was listening to Jinxia's words, and taught: "Nonsense, a man has a family and a career, how can he not marry a wife?" Then her eyes lit up, and she shouted: "Hey, Nezha has repaired it. Is the enchantment back?"

Qing Mo looked back and saw Nezha and Ao Bing coming forward together, and said with a smile: "You two are really inseparable from Meng, Meng is not from coke."

Nezha wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to speak when Mrs. Yin interrupted: "It's just noon, come in quickly."

The meal was quite quiet, everyone had their own little thoughts in their hearts, except for Nezha and Ao Bing, no one had a taste for it.

Qing Mo was thinking about how to keep Mrs. Yin away from Nezha; Jin Xia was thinking about how to balance the relationship between Qianyuanshan and Mrs. Yin; Mrs. Yin was thinking about keeping Ao Bing away from Nezha, not Some bad rumors spread out that affected Nezha's reputation and made it difficult for her children to marry in the future. Should Yang Chan be closer to Nezha? Mother didn't hold back Yang Jian in this matter.

Nezha was looking forward to the birthday gift from Ao Bing this year, and when he saw him put down his chopsticks, he smiled and stretched out his hand.

Ao Bing smiled, took out a small golden bell and put it in Nezha's palm, when Nezha shook it lightly, the golden bell made a crisp and pleasant jingle.

Nezha asked curiously, "What is this for?"

While talking, Ao Bing straightened the broken hair on Nezha's forehead, parted the hair at the back and combed it in half, tied the top layer with a ribbon, then took the golden bell in Nezha's hand and passed it through with a silver hair chain Red headband.

"Before people arrive, the sound comes first. Where the golden bell rings, red, green, dancing and music accompany each other. If you don't hear the sound, but you see people, everything is silent, and Xu Lai's cool breeze pays off."

Nezha said: "The sound rings according to one's heart, and this bell is quite interesting."

Ao Bing smiled and asked back: "How can I give you something boring?"

Mrs. Yin, who had always been thinking about Qing Mo's words that "Jiao never leaves Mengmeng, never leaves Jiao", saw this situation, and the string in her heart that was pulled by Qing Mo became more and more tense.

The golden bell rang every step of the way, but whenever it rang, the person who gave it would never be forgotten. Could it be that the third prince Ao...

Thinking of this, Mrs. Yin decided not to think any further, she opened her mouth and said: "This golden bell is indeed interesting, but the ringing of the bell is usually a bad omen, and it is not auspicious."

Hearing this, Ao Bing was a little embarrassed. His original intention of making this golden bell was to hope that Nezha would be happy every day, but he didn't expect Mrs. Yin to think of this.

One sentence embarrassed Ao Bing and ruined Nezha's good mood.

Ne Zha secretly thought Mrs. Yin was meddling, but in front of so many people, she didn't want to embarrass Jin Xia in front of her, so she kicked Qing Mo under the table.

Qing Mo gritted his teeth and said with pain: "Auntie, is there anyone more vicious than Nezha in this world?"

Nezha raised the corners of his lips calmly: "I think it's good, that's good!"