"Sir, sir, where are you going?" Woo......" The eager steps left the Taishi's Mansion and were stopped by the pitiful cry.

"Someone, close the door!" Taishi's voice sounded immediately.

Outside the gate of Zhuge Mansion, Su leaned behind him and slowly closed.

Su was silent for a while, raised his legs and continued to walk.

When they returned from the temple, the Taishi already knew what happened to them in the temple. Taishi is a person who believes in conspiracy theories, and has always felt that his political enemies in the court are at work.

Su Tianran didn't tell the Taishi about his ghost theory again. Just stay with the little ones to read and write.

The first two days were very peaceful, but the situation of the previous days seemed like a dream, but the children were even more clingy.

"I always feel like my husband is going to leave me in the next second. ”

"I won't leave you, and if I leave one day, it must be because I hate you anymore, so don't come to me. ”

“qaq...... Woo...... I don't want it!" Su Tianran just said, and the child cried and pounced: "I don't want it, I don't want Mr. to hate me!"

"I hate crying kids the most!"

"Then, what if I don't cry anymore? I'm happy every day?" The child wiped his tears and was aggrieved to death: "My mother is right, a man's heart, a needle under the sea." ”

"Then you must be happy and laugh every day. That way, I'll like you a lot. ”

"Well, Mo Mo Da~" The soft mouth came up with a kiss. The way children express their affection is so softening and reluctant.

On the third day, a decree came from the palace. Su Man, the champion of the golden branch, the reputation of the world. The saint resigned from the new house, and the palace people led Su to see it, and then took it back to the palace to thank him.

Su Tianran accepted this qiē calmly, and everyone was not surprised.

With the new mansion, it is no longer suitable to live in Zhuge 's house, Su Tianran saluted and kissed Zhuge Xiren, who didn't know that his husband was leaving him in his sleep.

"Don't tell the child, I'm afraid he'll cry. ”

"Don't worry, I know. It's always too clingy to you, and it's too unpleasant. The Taishi touched his beard and looked at Su with a full of relief: "You must benefit the people well in the future, and don't live up to the trust of Your Majesty and the old man." ”

"I know, thank you for your support. Bidding farewell to the Taishi and carrying his bags, Su stepped out of Zhuge Mansion without looking back.

Goodbye, little ones.

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That night, Su was awakened by a nightmare and suddenly found a small child in his arms. Gently poking his tender white cheeks, the child scratched in a daze, and fell asleep again.

I got out of bed in my clothes and went to the courtyard, where I saw the guards of Zhuge Mansion sitting crying under the porch blowing the cold wind.

"Mr. Su, no, Lord Su. The little young master has to make trouble looking for you......" The guard was a little embarrassed.

"Take him back. Su Tianran smiled slightly: "I will return to my hometown tomorrow, and he will have to cry again." Besides, I can't find anyone else tomorrow morning, so they are in a hurry. ”

"Then ......" The guard hesitated a little: "Little master, he ......"

"Rest assured, I slept to death. Su took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to the guard: "I'll give it to him after I leave Beijing." ”

The guards hurriedly took it, and followed Su to the back room to take the child out. On tiptoe, he disappeared into the courtyard.

Su turned his head and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand.

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"Little children:

Zhan Xinjia, forgive Mr. for not saying goodbye. Because some children are crying, and some gentlemen are tired of crying, they don't say goodbye.

If you ask about the return date, the moat, full of embankment willow buds, the whole city is spring.

The gentleman who will bring you sugar gourds. ”

When Zhuge Xiren saw this letter, Taishi and the others had already returned from outside the city.

Seeing that Zhuge Xiren looked like he was going to cry or not, Taishi couldn't help pinching his face: "What are you doing with regret now?" That rooster crows seven or eight times, and I don't see you move your mouth, and you sleep like a pig." ”

Taishi looked at the child's tears, and regretted that he spoke seriously, and secretly wanted to laugh at his little grandson.

Who knows, the child blinked, forcibly held back his tears, and fell down without saying a word.

Taishi was afraid that he would sulk and anger himself, so he looked at his expression with a heartfelt heart.

The child's face was expressionless, and his big eyes, which used to be moist and smart, were dim at this time: "Don't bother me, stinky old man!"

"Hey, sure enough, your husband isn't there. You're going to turn the sky upside down!"

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Autumn ended quickly, and winter saw several heavy snowfalls. The child was not afraid of the cold, sitting under the eaves and looking at the goose feathers and snow falling in the sky expressionlessly.

The "Young Master......" scholar is a few years older than Zhuge Xiren, but he really regrets this little young master. The little master used to be very cute, why is it so cold now. Those who don't know think that they have been taken away by evil spirits.

"Ruixue Zhaofeng, the flowers will definitely bloom in the whole city next spring, right?"

Coldly hearing a sentence in his ear, the scholar hurriedly came back to his senses: "Exactly." When the snow melts, spring will come. ”

The corners of his mouth hooked, and the scholar looked at his little master with a long-lost smile and whispered softly: "Come on, you will come back quickly." ”

The scholar was speechless, he understood that his little master was thinking about Mr. Su. Mr. Su is the top student in high school, and when he goes home to save his relatives, the little master is like a frosted eggplant. Taishi went on to find a few masters, but no one could convince the little young master like Mr. Su.

The scholar also misses Mr. Su so much, if Mr. Su is here, the little master will not be so depressed, and his life will be better.

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This New Year, the court is depressed. Heavy snowfall in various places not only blocked communications, but also damaged many crops. The people on the outskirts of Beijing are already hungry and cold, not to mention other places where communication is not smooth.

Su Man's hometown is in a location where communication is not smooth, and the connection between the two places has long been cut off.

Zhuge Xiren has grown taller this year, but the child's heart has not changed much. Always brave the heavy snow and take the guards to the post station to wait.

"Young master, it's time to go back. The sky was overcast, and if the snow became heavier, I was afraid that I would be trapped outside the city. The guard said so.

“...... Got it. "The snow is so heavy that even if my husband writes me a letter, it will be difficult to receive it. When will spring come?

By the time Xuedong was taken away by a spring breeze, Zhuge Xiren would no longer go to the post station to wait for news. Grandma said that the husband must have gone home to marry, and the man who just married has no one else in his eyes.

"Don't worry, your husband is about to return to Beijing. I heard that communication is already open to the south. Here's what the Taishi said: "As soon as your husband comes back, I will pack you up and go to his house." I really don't know whose child you are. ”

"╭(°a°')╮Whose child ......" Zhuge Xiren is his father.

Zhuge Xiren didn't pay much attention to these and liked to go for a walk by the river. The moat is full of willow trees, many of which have sprouted, and it is very pleasant to look at from a distance.

The breeze blew, and the news of Zhuang Yuanlang's death due to illness also blew to the capital with the spring breeze.

His Majesty is very sorry for the talent. Taishi aged a lot overnight.

The man who thought he would cry didn't cry. Maybe you don't understand what life and death are, the world of children is not so cruel. Zhuge Xiren still took the guards to the river for a walk and blew the wind.

The willow trees sprout quickly and are full of fresh greenery as far as the eye can see. It's just that there is a section where there is no greenery.

"It's probably because the snow is so big that it's out of life. "That's what the old man fishing by the river said.

“...... Well. Zhuge Xiren looked at the dead wood and smiled: "It's not that you break your promise, it's that God can't fulfill it." ”

There are many pedestrians by the river, enjoying the spring and removing the winter clothes. Playful children run around, and the master holding a kite behind him smiles brightly.

The man who stood still next to the dead wood finally couldn't stop crying.

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The blood flowed on his face, but what remained unchanged was the persistent eyes: "Holy monk, I beg you." ”

"Eh, Master Su Shi, the poor monk also knows a little about your origins. The holy monk helped Su Tanran up, the Dharma seal in his hand was flipped, the white light flashed, and the pain on Su Tanran's forehead disappeared. It's just that the inner beating almost stopped.

"Holy Monk ......" Su Tanran moved the corners of his mouth, but the Holy Monk waved his hand to restrain Su Tanran's opening.

"Does Master Su know what kind of life the grandson of the Grand Master is?"

"It's not a rough ...... fate"

This son is the only flower fairy on the other side between heaven and earth, and the only flower on the other side of the world with spiritual wisdom. ”

"╭(°a°')╮The Other Shore Flower ...... "There is a flower that is beyond the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, born on the other side of the weak water, dazzling crimson, that is the Flower of the Other Shore." The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death.

The flower is the messenger of hell, which can awaken the memories of the deceased. Su Tanran knew very well that the flowers on the other side could bring people back to life.

"No way, it's impossible for a child to be so non-mainstream. ”

"Amitabha. Donor, don't you notice anything strange about your body? Ying Tang is black, his lips are white, his eyes are blank, his face is pale, and his pulse is weak. Donor, do you know that you should have died twenty years ago?" The holy monk had a fierce look on his face, his expression was stern, and the words he said made Su Qian sweat.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I'm obviously alive and well. ”

"Donor, you really think that Young Master Zhuge has a rough fate, and all the disasters you have suffered have been suffered for him? ”

If he hadn't saved you every time, you would have returned to the West long ago. Donor, listen to the advice of the poor monk, don't force life and death. ”

"This flower on the other side was originally a tribulation, but because the donor cast spells again and again, the reincarnation was changed. or be killed by the donor, and if this continues, the only flower fairy on the other side of the world will fall here. ”

The poor monk knew that the benefactor also had an extraordinary background, so the poor monk dared to say these words. Donor, it's better to leave, that's also a relief. Amitabha. ”

“...... I know. Holy monk, I'm tired. ”

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It was another spring, and I heard that the dead trees on the embankment of the moat sprouted new shoots overnight. All of a sudden, it attracted the whole city to watch. The old people think that there is a spirit in the heavens, and the dead wood is spring.

Zhuge Xiren heard this, but the tip of the pen was stunned, and finally continued to write without changing his face.

"Your grandmother is recovering from illness, and you don't accompany your grandmother to the river. Nestled at home all day long, where there is the vitality of children. ”

"I'll go, grandpa, you've been reading all morning. "My heart trembled slightly, and I still wanted to see it after all.

When we arrived at the river, sure enough, the trees that had withered for several years were full of vitality, and as far as the eye could see, the entire embankment was full of green.

Sadly, the man had returned. Scold...... Never to see each other again.

"Well, do you want a sugar gourd?" a sugar gourd suddenly appeared in front of the child's eyes. "I heard you can't bear me?"