Hengnan is windy

Only then did he get up and look at Xi Run in front of him.

He is like an inch of light in this darkness, clean and beautiful.

At this time, Xirun didn't smile or frown, but told him seriously to drink slowly.

That inch of light seemed to be slowly, slowly enlarging.

A moment of doubt flickered in the child's eyes, and then he wanted to return the water bag to him with some horror.

However, how can such a good-looking person touch a water bag that is already dirty.

One second before Xirun took over, the child quickly put the water bag back into his arms, turned his back and started running.

The person behind him seemed to speak.

Clear, bright sound.

But why doesn't he know what it is?

When he woke up again, he was lying on a soft bed, surrounded by light, and the center of the light was that person.

He also subconsciously made a movement of hugging something tightly.

That person walked towards him, and he only noticed at this time that although he was shining, he didn't seem to be very old, maybe even about his own age, and his face was even more childish.

The man handed him a glass of water, and he took it carefully.

"What's your name?" The man asked gently with one hand behind his back like an adult.

"My name is Awen." The man asked in Chinese, and he answered in Chinese.He has been wandering on the border since he was a child, and he can not only speak Chinese, but also some languages ​​of northern tribes.

"Awen." The man called out, as if he had written it down seriously.

"What about you?" he asked too.

"My name is..." The person in front seemed to think for a while before answering, "Zi Run."

"Zirun..." Awen nodded.

At that time, when he looked at the warm and bright person in front of him, it seemed as if he had been moved for a long time to break through a layer of confinement.

It's just that he still didn't expect that he would remember and search for this name and this person for so long.

2 During Xirun's stay here, not only did he personally inspect the relief personnel and the implementation of funds, but he also had contact with the refugees around him, but he never revealed his true identity.

And the boy named Awen only stayed in the mansion for two or three days before running away in a hurry, and no one saw him around afterwards.Xirun told several young generals to pay more attention, but still failed to find the boy.

After about a year, Xirun set off to return to the imperial city when the Northwest land improved greatly.

What he didn't know was that Ah Wen was hiding in a corner at that time, poking his head out secretly to watch the mighty people go away.

"That's...some important person from the imperial city." Behind Ah Wen came a calm voice, it was a masked man, the same size as him.

"That's natural." Arwen's voice was also very serious, "He lived in the mansion of the chief soldier before, and he has an extraordinary temperament. He is about the same age as the two of us. I speculate that he is the prince."

"Well, you're right." The person behind him covered his face, his voice still muffled and cold.

"Jiang Luo, don't cover your face." Ah Wen turned around and pulled the boy's mask behind him.

The boy subconsciously covered his face with his sleeves, but he lowered his hands in dismay after being hit by Ah Wen again on the arm.

The boy's face was very fair, but there was a hideous scar on the right side of his face.

"I've said it all, it doesn't matter." Ah Wen hammered the boy's shoulder, "Let's go, go back."

As soon as the voice fell, it went all the way, all the way.

What they returned was a mansion in Beitu.

Awen was found by the adults of the mansion a few days after he ran away from the house where the luminous man was.

The lord's surname is Jiang, and the young man who accompanies him is called Jiang Luo, who is the only son of the lord.

This Mr. Jiang is the mainstay of the Northern Tu Clan and has won the trust of the patriarch.

And according to the preferential treatment he received after being found, he can probably vaguely guess his true identity.

Sure enough, Lord Jiang mentioned him when he was having a secret conversation with another adult.

He hid in the dark and eavesdropped, and finally understood his true identity——

He is the illegitimate son of the chieftain of Beitu.

His mother was just an ordinary girl from the Central Plains, but she also died young and didn't tell him too much about her "father".

Only then did he know why Master Jiang had found him.

He secretly made friends with righteous men, but was stopped by Jiang Luo.

The two factions of the Northern Turk regime are fighting, Mr. Jiang holds great power, but he always respects and protects the position of the patriarch.

Finally, one day, he escaped from the land called Beitu, and only kept in touch with Jiang Luo intermittently.

He moved around several places and finally entered a school.

When I met that person again, that person was strolling in the courtyard, his eyes seemed to fall intentionally or unintentionally on a few bunches of flowers that were not in full bloom in the middle of the courtyard.

The man also heard footsteps, and turned around.

"Your Majesty, my surname is Wen, and my name is Xian. I am a Jinshi who has just entered the school."

"I know you." Xi Run smiled warmly, "You are the youngest Jinshi, and you are also appreciated by the Grand Scholars."

Wenwen only saluted respectfully, but did not answer when he heard this, but only made the salute a little heavier, and then put it down after a while.

When touching the other party's gaze, the other party's gaze did not fluctuate in any way.

Maybe he no longer remembers the slovenly and miserable refugee Awen.

Even though he was thinking sadly, he still thought confidently that he would just get to know each other well again.

He seized the opportunity to dangle in front of that person, and finally he could play a few games of chess and talk about the strategies that he was not interested in.

That person always had a smile on his face. In fact, when he was alone, he often seemed to be immersed in a cold sky. It was hard to tell what it was like.

He knew that even though that man was His Highness, he didn't want to be emperor at all.

Through Fu Min, he also secretly joined the forces behind the sixth prince.Unexpectedly, a plan he had sketched out was implemented, and finally made the man struggle on the verge of life and death.

He was originally a bystander who laughed and watched the play, but he almost became a crazy actor in the play.

He hurried to the gate of the palace where the man was, but stopped in time, allowing the heavy rain to drench his whole body.

After that, he never saw that person again.

Everyone in the palace said that His Highness was missing, and more people said that His Highness had gone.

His heart was hurting, and when it hurt to the extreme, he wanted revenge——

He wants everyone, everyone involved in this matter, who wants to kill someone for personal gain, to get the result.

The desire in people's hearts is always easy to be seduced, whether it is in the northern Tu nationality, or in the court.

A conspiracy was carefully formulated, and the group was caught.They really believe that the military power is in their hands, and the world is in their hands, but they don't know that the biggest loophole lies in him who makes suggestions.

Before the Battle of the Northern Land Alliance, he and Jiang Luo regularly passed news.Afterwards, the Alliance lost in the first crucial battle, and even retreated steadily after that, so they stopped in time.

He also prepared the poisonous poison for the patriarch himself.

When exchanging identities with Jiang Luo halfway, unexpectedly Wan Zhu was captured.

Recalling everything and everything in the past, he was exhausted.

But now, although the person beside him could never be him, knowing that he is still alive, he no longer thinks about it.

In fact, what is there between them?If you say yes, you can't even talk about meeting by chance, if you say no, how can you teach him to do such crazy things?

He closed his eyes in silence, wishing to spend his life quietly in a peaceful place.

The moonlight seen in the prison is as desolate as the poem says.

But when that person stepped in front of the prison, he would still have heart surges.

Hee Yoon asked, "Have we met before?"

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

His voice is very soft.

Hee-run was silent for a while, and replied, "You are the one named 'Awen'."

Xi Run didn't ask any more, but said very firmly.

Wen Wen didn't speak again, Xi Run sighed and said, "Since all the fate is related to me, I should also bear the responsibility."

The prison door opened, and Xi Run said: "Your Majesty has not condemned you. From now on, you are free. You are not Awen, nor a Bachelor of Arts, but only writing and ink."

The author has something to say: the extra episode begins~~ (also known as making up the pit)

☆、Fanwai 2 Xinchi

1 His name is Huo Feng, which is his father's name.

The father in my memory is always a little taciturn to the people around him, but it is completely different to the family.

For his mother and him, his father always had a smile in his eyes.

When he was nine years old, his mother died of a serious illness.

In the last hundred days of my mother's life, my father always stayed by my mother's bedside, talking about something.

He had never heard his father say so many words, and found that when he walked to the threshold, his father would stretch out one arm, wrap his arms around him, and tell stories he had never heard before.

Even though the mother's smile was a little pale, the family of three continued to enjoy themselves happily for a long time.

Mother also walked very calmly.

Father wiped away his tears in silence, and became even more reticent ever since.

During that time, his father seemed to have made a major decision: to send him to study in the imperial city.

Father spent a long time writing the letter under the dim light.

Originally put together with the letter, there is actually a piece of bamboo with a few small holes cut out, which is about the same size as letter paper.

"Xiaofeng." When seeing him off, his father called in a very soft voice, and his embrace was very warm.

In the one year that he walked and stopped with Master, he saw many different scenery.

The landscape is what he is used to, and the bustling imperial city is a world he has never experienced.

And that boy didn't cause any ripples in his heart at first.

It's just that as time passed, he found that the young man was warm, sometimes a little confused, but he was upright and always thought of him.

The timidity towards the dignitaries gradually dissipated.

When he saw his father's letter and thought about it, he realized the eight words leaked by the bamboo piece: Qi said no clothes, and the same robe as his son.

He also knew his father's expectations and blessings for him.

His father hoped that he would be well-educated, but he would not get involved in the darkness of officialdom, and keep his original intention to dedicate himself to the world.

On the first day that young boy went to school, he was actually a little lonely.

When he came back, Situ Hengnan hurriedly practiced martial arts and ran into General Situ's big study.He knew that Situ was back, so he went to look for him.

Situ Hengnan was lying on the side of the table, his sleeping face right in front of his eyes.

"Hengnan." He could only hear himself calling softly.

However, Situ Heng turned his head to the south, as if he was about to wake up.

"Situ." He whispered a few more times.

Only then did Situ Hengnan wake up in a daze, with a lot of ink rubbed on his face.

"Situ, your face..." He pointed to his right cheek.

Later, he also went to the school together.

The school is very large, and there are many classics, and the people who come and go are humble and polite, and they are quite Confucian.

But in addition to the children of poor families, more people are children of aristocratic families.

Therefore, there is always noise in the purity of learning.

He didn't know why he had the courage to splash ink all over the face of that noble little prince.

Why he is so abnormal, in fact, he already knew it when he was young.

He missed his father terribly, and had been tempted to ask the general to come home.

But he still didn't want to live up to his father's expectations.

There are not many letters from my father, but each one is very long.

Letters were delivered slowly, and I often read letters from two or three months ago.

It took a little longer, and there were rumors outside.

Therefore, he himself doubted whether he was the general's illegitimate son, that's why his father sent him here, so the general and the people in the general's house treated him very well.

But such thoughts are only for a moment.

However, the faces of father and mother were as if separated by a layer of fog, and they could not remember clearly.

Pomo's hand actually trembled a little afterwards, he breathed heavily, his head was a little dizzy with his heart beating.

That's right, he was already living under the fence, helpless and helpless, so he had no confidence.

But Situ Hengnan also reached out and grabbed a nearby inkstone, and waved his hand to sprinkle it, so a few drops of ink were added to Xiao Shizi's face.

Then he comforted him with a few words.

But the young Huo Feng still had something missing in his heart, and after calming down a little, he could only say sorry with guilt.

Later, the mare they saw not long ago gave birth to a foal, a pair of twins.

Situ Hengnan's happiness was completely written on his face and on his lips, and for nearly half a month, he was like a horse when he opened and closed his mouth.

The only difference between twin horses is that one horse has a small oval birthmark on the belly.

That horse was Morrowind who accompanied him for a long time afterwards.

At that time, he really felt that animals were spiritual.

His gaze was fixed on Chen Feng all of a sudden, and Chen Feng's eyes seemed to be in his direction as well.Both Kaifeng and Chenfeng were very thin after they were born, but their dark eyes were bright.

When Kaifeng and Chenfeng reached the age to serve, they almost finished their studies at the academy.

Assessment is in the form of discussion.Although the two-year time is very limited, and Lin Xueshi prefers to mention points rather than blindly indoctrinate them, so most students have to say that they have gained something in the school.

Xiao Shizi didn't ask him to settle accounts, but he still did some small tricks, such as tying the ponytails of the horses that he and Situ Hengnan used to use in the racecourse into funny little braids; The ink of the inkstone is replaced with the kind of ink that will become lighter and lighter after writing for a long time, and finally the words will disappear, etc.

It's all childish tricks.

The time for that kind of ink to disappear is just right. Basically, when I wrote the last paragraph, I turned to the first page and found that the color of the ink was extremely light and was about to disappear.

It was one of the few paper-based assessments. The topic was a hundred schools of thought. You can choose a few of the academic schools that form a certain system such as Law, Taoism, Mohism, and Confucianism to discuss. You can talk about it in general or in detail. Talk about one or two of them, or compare the two.

In short, it is to have your own opinions.

At the end of the writing, he found that the color of the ink in front was very light, and he had to be extremely patient to recognize it.

At this time, Xueshi Lin walked by him, and saw the ink writing on his desk case that was almost the same color.

At that time, Lin Xueshi's mouth was slightly raised, and he probably knew what was going on.

Seeing that the words had almost disappeared, he still wrote the last sentence he wanted to write, and then put down the pen and stopped writing.

Seeing that he had put down his pen, Xueshi Lin raised his hand to take the paper on which he had written.

When the stipulated time arrived, and the rest of the disciples handed in the papers, Situ Hengnan said to him with a sad face: "My writing is gone, and the scholars probably don't believe me."

"Me too," he replied.

Only then did he pick up the inkstone next to him, slowly shake the ink on it, and said: "This ink is different from before."

Situ Hengnan looked at his own ink, and then pulled the ink of the young master of the Ministry of Rites to look at it, but found nothing.

"Young Master Situ." The little prince lightly raised his finger, pouted his lips, and pointed in the direction of the designated Duke Xiao Shizi.

Dingguo Gong's young son also glanced at this side triumphantly, and the usual children around him also covered their mouths and laughed, and only after the bachelor had left, they laughed heartily.

Situ Hengnan was a little angry, but he didn't want to do anything at all.

Huo Feng knew that Situ Hengnan had also discovered this truth: it is better to ignore it than to do it.

The person who annoys you just sees that you want to fight with him and becomes angry from embarrassment. If you are annoyed and argue with him in a hurry, or make a big deal of it, if you insist on winning or losing, you will fall into the trap of the other party.

If you ignore it, over time, the other party will feel boring.

In fact, the general's wife mentioned this truth not long ago, but it was only after a long time that the lady realized that they were not very happy with Xiao Shizi during this period.

But the reality is also the same, he and Situ Hengnan didn't pay much attention to the little prince, and the little prince found it boring after a long time, so he read some idle books every day to cope with the bachelor's assessment, and occasionally sneaked around with the younger brothers who followed him visit.

But in the year of Zhixue, Qiqiao, something happened that he didn't expect.

In that year, it had been about two years since they finished their lectures at the academy.

On that day, Myolie took out Miss Shen's invitation letter and sent Situ Hengnan to Shen's carriage.

And he went to Qiushui Pavilion with Xing'er.Qiushui Pavilion is an elegant and quiet place. The main reason is that people often set up some tea parties, and sometimes some literati and inkmen can be gathered to listen to some good poems inspired by the scenery.However, there are also many times when some rich or wealthy children who are not considered literati come to decorate the writing.

Xing'er likes this place mainly because there are occasional curved water cups here.

She thought it was amusing.

And the festival of Qiqiao is even more interesting, and many poor bachelors gather together to express their feelings.

As soon as the words "Altair is far away, the Han girl in Jiaojiao River" and "a bridge of magpies is insignificant, and a thousand voices are worn by Lingling", they start again.

And on such a good festival, some well-known Confucian scholars were really invited to play the Qushui Liushang in a decent way beside the flowing water around the pavilion, and some beautiful and handsome girls poured wine beside them. , causing some curious people to watch.

What surprised him at that time was not that there was a Qushui Liushang in the Qiushui Pavilion, but that he recognized the person who hosted the Qushui Liushang.

The man wore a water-blue robe. Although it was only a single color, it should be considered a plain blue, but the water was very bright, so it was still very conspicuous. The young prince of Dingguo that I have seen.

It was only then that he noticed that sitting in front of the seats around him were the young masters who had been following Xiao Shizi before, as well as the young master who had always been gentle and quiet.Basically all the wine cups of the princes are filled by some young girls, except for the prince Ding, who is surrounded by two handsome young men, who are about the same age as the prince.

But he and Xing'er hid among the crowd of spectators, Xiao Shizi didn't notice them, only the young master of the Ministry of Rites nodded to him as a greeting.

At this moment, Xing'er burst out laughing, saying that she did not expect that some of the rumors about Xiao Shizi were true.

He also smiled lightly, and didn't want to make rash comments.

This Qushui Liushang didn't last too long, it was more like a formality, gathering people to drink.However, those well-known literati among them still wrote a few good poems, which attracted applause from the onlookers.

After the Qushui Liushang, which can be regarded as a small reception, was over, Duke Ding's young son unexpectedly came to find him on his own initiative.

"His Royal Highness." He saluted respectfully.

Xing'er next to her also said her son.

Xiao Shizi waved his hand and said, "There is no need to be formal."

As soon as these words fell, he felt that Xiao Shizi had changed.

"Cough...Miss Situ, I have something to say to Brother Zixin." Xiao Shizi's eyes flickered, and he spoke awkwardly.

Hearing what he said, Xing'er was a little puzzled at first, not understanding what Xiao Shizi wanted to say, but suddenly

Thinking of something, his expression became suspicious.

"Okay, but brother Zixin won't eat out or spend the night outside today." Xing'er waggled her finger in front of Shizi.

Xiao Shizi coughed dryly twice, and then said weakly: "No, just say a few words."

"Brother Zixin, do you agree?"

Still asking weakly, it is simply a big change in temperament.

He also felt a little strange at that time.

But it's not easy to shirk.

So he agreed.

A few stars of joy flashed in Xiao Shizi's eyes, and then he pointed to the pavilion and said that he would talk there.

Qiushui Pavilion is not one pavilion, but many pavilions.There are large and small pavilions.The running water in the middle is artificially excavated, so the Qushui Liushang can be held.

Xiao Shizi was referring to an empty pavilion.

When he and Shizi arrived at the pavilion, he asked, "What do you want to say, Shizi?"

"I..." Xiao Shizi shook his blue sleeves, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

He didn't know how to respond for a while.Xiao Shizi has naturally grown up in the past two years. He was originally very upright, with a little baby fat shed, and he is also a handsome young man.

Before he could come up with an answer, Shizi sighed and said, "Actually, brother Zixin, I want to apologize to you. I was quite ignorant before, and I always said some ridiculous things. Actually, I wanted to draw your attention. "

Hearing what the prince said, he smiled easily: "I offended the prince in the school, I should apologize."

After that, he saluted respectfully again.

"Anyway, if you think Situ Hengnan is not good, you can come to me."

The prince shook off these words, waved his sleeves and left.

He walked out of the pavilion, Xing'er who was not far away hurriedly came over and asked if the crown prince said he liked him, but he denied it.

Xing'er had a disbelieving look on her face, and she also said how much Shizi loves handsome people, and she had been vigilant for a long time, and would not let him fall into Shizi's clutches.

He just smiled casually and didn't say much.

She didn't stay in Qiushui Pavilion for a long time, and Xing'er finally wanted to go to Luoyue Pavilion to see her brother's "progress", and also wanted to participate in the long-established "Silk Pulling".

There are many people in Luoyue Pavilion, as expected.

Going in with Xing'er, she naturally ran to the "Weaving Girl's Office", that is, the place where the woman's silk is drawn; he naturally only regarded it as accompanying her.

Unexpectedly, a bunch of little girls rushed over and scattered them.

Suddenly a little girl fell down, the silk in her hand fell to the ground, and she looked like she was about to slip away soon.

"My silk!" The little girl cried very sadly.

He hurriedly pulled up the red silk, which was intended to be given to the little girl, but he didn't want a boy to rush over and carried the fallen little girl on his back, saying: "What are you doing to join in the fun?" , so many people are not afraid of getting lost!"

"Hmph, you must be jealous if I have brought other little brothers!" The little girl stopped crying a long time ago, and said to the boy who carried her back a little bit disconvinced.

The boy didn't speak, but his face also flushed a little.

The boy only supported the girl on his back a little bit, and then left.

Following the push of the crowd, Huo Feng could only pull the red line and walk towards the "Cowherd's Place" on the other side.

Then the person on the other side turned out to be Situ Hengnan.

In the end, he just smiled calmly and said, "It seems that our side made a mistake."

In fact, he was thinking that such a thing as fate really exists.

Situ Hengnan asked him what he thought of Shen Rong, and he didn't know how to answer.

In fact, he never thought about what happened next.

Probably when the crown is reached at the latest, he will leave.

Or, you can take the imperial examination and become an official in the court.

Because of the boy's question, it made him think about the so-called future.

He also noticed that that day, Situ Hengnan ran out of the mansion secretly, and he didn't know where he went.

So he didn't sleep well at night, and woke up after a short sleep.

He got out of the bedroom alone, and looked at the watery night above his head.

Suddenly there was something rustling not far away, so he raised an oil lamp and walked over slowly.

However, it seemed to be the sound made by some bugs.

After a while, there seemed to be some movement beside the outer wall, so he held the lamp and walked towards the place where the sound was heard——

Then he saw Situ Hengnan climbing over the wall.

He asked him where he went.

But as soon as he heard it, he knew that Situ Hengnan had gone out to drink.

But why do you drink so much?

Situ Hengnan fell heavily.

An initial kiss that smelled of alcohol was so unexpected.

2 The sad news of my father broke the peaceful days.

At that time, he and Situ Hengnan were playing chess.

Situ Hengnan lost three games in a row, scratched his head and said that he wanted to change the rules of chess.

He had just agreed, but General Situ appeared by the corridor and said, "Zixin, come with me."

Going home for the funeral, Situ Hengnan said he would go with him.

He actually didn't know whether he should agree, but he was even more unwilling to refuse.

The boy was young, secretly kissing, and he didn't want to break anything, preferring to indulge in a dream.

Later, news from the north came, and he knew that the boy's dream was to return that land to the Central Plains.

He knew that the young man should go back, marry a wife and have children.He knew that the young man was very drunk, but what he said seemed sincere.

But he still can't let that boy be too willful, let himself be too willful.

So I hurried away.

In his later dreams, the boy always smiled brightly and said "I like you".

Later, a massacre occurred in the southwest.

The cause of the rape was just a dispute between Yi men and other residents, and then it became a conflict between the two ethnic groups.

Before the dispute escalated, the general's wife came to the southwest, which surprised him a little.

When Madam found him, she still had a gentle smile, but when she mentioned Situ Hengnan's current situation, her face was deeply worried.

The young man knelt in the middle courtyard of the General's Mansion, and told General Situ that he did not want to marry Miss Shen, and that he only believed in Huo Feng in this life.

Madam enlightened him with little success, and finally came to the southwest to find him.

"Heng'er is a person who values ​​affection and is very stubborn. I'm also afraid that he will misjudge his sincerity." The general's wife sighed slightly, "From now on, you..."

"I won't delay my son."

Looking at the dark cloudy sky where the rainstorm is coming, he promised so.

Five years are like running water, the road is long, and the words are short.

But occasionally, I also feel that the days in the general's mansion were a matter of my previous life.

But he still wears stars and wears moon and moon, and finally finds that person after a long journey.

Remembering the promise, it was still awkward for so long.

In retrospect, in fact, for such a long time, he was the one who was slower.

But it's not too late now.

From now on, wherever that person is, that is home.

☆、Special episode 3 Jiangnan trip

1 Situ Hengnan felt that his nephew, Situ Muyang, who jumped up and down like a bean in front of him, might be his disaster.

A pair of dragon and phoenix nephews, Situ Muyang and Situ Tian, ​​Muyang is active and Tian'er is quieter.

And this little nephew really likes to stay with his uncle, so he simply stayed here for a month.

Within half an hour, Situ Hengnan could hear at least ten shouts.

"Uncle! Uncle!" Xiao Muyang drew a picture and hurriedly showed it to him.

"Huh?" Situ Hengnan saw the ghostly drawing talisman on the paper, and after identifying it, he saw that there seemed to be three human figures, with white clouds on their heads, green grass on their feet, and a kite in their hands.

"This is uncle, this is Uncle Zixin, and this is me." Xiao Muyang pointed to the three figures solemnly and explained one by one.

This happened, and after a while, I heard Xiao Muyang shout again: "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle, uncle, uncle!"

Situ Hengnan suddenly felt that these "uncle" calls were extremely powerful, and they directly poked his temples.He subconsciously rubbed his head.

It doesn't matter for a day or two, but after a month, Situ Hengnan can hallucinate and hear countless "uncle" voices when he sleeps.

Mu Yang is almost three years old, he is really very active.He is full of energy all day long, according to the words of the general's wife, he looks like Situ Hengnan who is better than him at the same age.

"Muyang is a bit noisy." Situ Hengnan approached Huo Feng and brushed a lock of his long hair, "Fortunately, it's only for this period of time. If I keep carrying it, I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble."

"It's really clinging to you." Huo Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Speaking of which, Mu Yang always likes to sleep next to Huo Feng when he takes a nap, and as long as he is beside Huo Feng, Mu Yang will be honest and quiet for a while.

Thinking of this, Situ Hengnan smiled to himself, then leaned over to Huo Feng for a kiss, and turned off the lamp next to him.

Unexpectedly, there was another faint sound at this time: "Uncle..."

Situ Hengnan was startled, got up quickly, and accidentally bumped into the lamp.

I saw Xiao Muyang dragging a small pillow with one hand, rubbing his eyes with the other hand, and said sleepily: "...Uncle, there are cockroaches in my room."

Situ Hengnan breathed a sigh of relief.

So Mu Yang slept with them.

But for some reason, Mu Yang felt more refreshed when he lay down, so Situ Hengnan had no choice but to tell some stories to coax his little nephew.

"Once upon a time there was a temple in a mountain..."

Mu Yang was very disgusted, so he grabbed Huo Feng's sleeve and said, "Uncle Zixin, story."

"What kind of story does Mu Yang want to hear?" Huo Feng asked softly.

Mu Yang rolled his eyes and said, "I want to hear from monsters."

Huo Feng smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

Situ Hengnan touched his nephew's face and said, "There are no monsters in this world."

Mu Yang stuck out his little tongue, then pulled Huofeng's sleeve again and said, "Uncle Zixin, tell me quickly."

Huo Feng thought about it for a while, and then said: "There is a beast in the mountains. It looks like an ordinary horse but has a white body, a black tail, a horn, tiger teeth and claws, and the sound it makes is like the sound of a drum... "

Huo Feng told a few stories about strange beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Mu Yang listened very energetically and asked a series of questions like a cannonball.

A few days later, Chen Yu issued a Taoist decree, saying that they were asked to go to the south of the Yangtze River to observe the people's conditions, and to visit the prefect of Song there.

It was only then that Situ Hengnan remembered that the prefect of Song Dynasty seemed to have been the eldest prince's companion, but after many years, he had an impression of this person's name, but not much else.

It can be calculated that His Highness and Huo Ling returned to the northwest for a long time after the incident in the imperial city.

In a few days, Situ Hengnan sent Mu Yang back to the Chen Mansion, and set off for Jiangnan with Huo Feng.

2 Situ Hengnan traveled with Huo Feng for several months, and finally arrived in the south of the Yangtze River.

They rented a boat, went to the center of the city, and landed on a pier.There was a lot of people at the pier, and there were constant people going up and down.

After resting for the night, they visited the prefect of Song, expressed their condolences to the present majesty, casually chatted about the affairs of the court for the past two or three years, and then bid farewell to the prefect of Song and traveled freely.

In name, this is to observe the people's sentiments on behalf of the current emperor, but in fact it is a pleasant visit here.

Situ Hengnan also understood Chen Yu's good intentions, and felt a little grateful in his heart.After such a long time, it is time to come out and have a look.

At this time, they sailed to the most prosperous place, and they temporarily landed on the shore, planning to wander around.

Countless small boats passed by, and there were some delicate girls singing songs in the local dialect on the bow. The tune was cheerful, and it sang into the hearts of many people along the waves.

When the night got darker, the small shops on both sides of the river were lit up.A piece of lanterns are shining brightly, embellishing the night in the south of the Yangtze River.

In addition to some small boats rippling at night, three big boats also came.

There are a few dancing girls on the bow of the leading big boat, and then a group of girls on the big boat behind are poking their heads, shaking the handkerchiefs in their hands and shouting coquettishly, making the people around them drunk.

And the person standing on the bow of the finale boat, wearing the colorful brocade clothes, didn't shake the veil or dance, if you just glanced at it from a distance, you might think it was a gorgeous and unparalleled woman, but in fact, you have to get closer and take a closer look ——

Only then did I realize that they were some beautiful men.

Situ Hengnan and Huo Feng stopped in front of the restaurant, and they could see it very clearly.

Then the leader of the boat stroked his fan, originally he was hiding part of his face, but finally his eyes fell on them, but he suddenly closed his fan.

The moment he closed his fan, people on both sides of the strait seemed to hold their breath for a moment.

The corners of his eyes are faintly blue, and those who are closer to the shore can see those eyes that seem to be full of autumn water.Needless to say, his body posture seemed to be just right, but he was still a man, and his softness was to the point.

Immediately, everyone began to discuss and said: "Sure enough, it is rare for a hundred gold to see each other, and it is rare for a thousand gold to spend overnight."

"Then why did you come out by yourself today?"

"Then let's take it as a bargain."

"The master of Qianluan Fang may be in a good mood, so come out and have a look."

"Tsk, I really want to praise Qian Luan's beauty!"

"So many people are boasting, it's not your turn to boast."

……

Situ Hengnan and Huo Feng listened, only to realize that this bustling land has many places for nobles and nobles to have fun, and all kinds of needs can be met.

The master of Qianluan Fang