In three days, the boys will go north, and the gentleman will be gone.

Nangong Xun took Yiyang and them to Sanhe Town.

The little girl looked at the bustling crowd, all kinds of hawking, and the toys that looked very interesting on the stall, and was full of curiosity for a while, pulling Nangong Tong, who was a head taller than herself, to run around, take a look at this stall, take a look at that stall, and only look at ...... Don't buy it.

Yiyang bought a lot of sugar in one go, and then followed Nangong Xun all the time, and Bai He also looked curiously behind him.

On the other side, Shuang'er pulled Nangong Tong to stay at a small stall, where beads were bought, and the boss was a delicate and thin young man.

Frost was only as tall as the stall's car, and she jumped hard to reach the beaded flower with an aquamarine stone hanging from the car.

When the boss saw this lovely girl like this, he smiled and handed her the beaded flower.

Shuang'er put it on herself as she learned from the sea of clouds, then looked at Nangong Tong on the side, and asked happily, "Brother, is it good-looking?"

It was the first time for Shuang'er to wear beaded flowers, and the sea-blue stone matched the ocean-blue dress he was wearing from Sister Ling'er.

Nangong Tong was stunned for a moment, then touched her head and said, "It's beautiful." ”

When Shuang'er heard this, she jumped twice happily, and then shouted, "Senior brother." ”

Yiyang heard it not far behind, so he walked over and said, "Girl, what's wrong?"

"Look at the pearl flowers of the frost. The little girl grinned and pointed to the beaded flowers on her head to show her senior brother.

When Yiyang saw it, don't say it, it was good-looking.

He looked at the young man and said, "Big brother, how much is it, I bought it." ”

"One or two. ”

"Good. Yiyang took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and handed it to the young man, "There is no need to look for more." ”

The little girl jumped up happily, and then pulled Nangong Tong to continue walking.

Yiyang stuffed a few taels of silver into him before leaving, and said, "Buy what you like directly, it's not enough to get it again." ”

"Oh. Nangong Tong agreed, and was pulled away by Shuang'er.

The stall owner looked at the ordinary wooden hairpin on Yiyang's head, and thought to himself that he was so generous, it must be a son, so he rubbed his hands and said with a warm smile: "This son, do you want to buy something?"

"Nope. ”

At this time, Nangong Xun walked over, looked at a hosta on the stall, and said, "Boss, I want this hosta." ”

When business came to the door, the boss was naturally happy, and he handed the hosta to Nangong Xun and collected the money.

At this time, he saw Nangong Xun patting the back of Yiyang's head and said, "Those two stinky boys have gone away, and they won't leave." ”

When the words fell, Yiyang chased after Nangong Tong, and Nangong Xun also slowly shook his hands and walked away, followed by a big stride ...... Siberian crane.

The boss smiled and said, "The guest officer walks slowly." ”

Co-authoring is together.

Nangong Tong's hand kept playing with the hosta, and he probably liked it very much.

They came to a chamber of commerce, called the Changliu Chamber of Commerce, which sold clothes.

Yiyang chose several white clothes for Nangong Tong, but Nangong Tong took a black one for him to see, saying that it was chosen by Shuang'er, and Nangong Tong was also very happy, Yiyang stomped his feet and bought them all.

It doesn't matter, it's Nangong Xun's money anyway.

......

Zhaoran lives in the backyard.

Nangong Han hummed a song, and peeled off the layer of mud on the surface of the grilled fish with an expectant expression, but after opening it, he found that it still didn't work, and it was ugly just to look good, but even so, he still tried to taste it......

"Phew~ It's unpalatable to death. ”

Soon after, he stole another fish.

Fang Xiaolian saw it in her eyes, and she could only be speechless, this kid has been like crazy recently, he always wants to make a grilled fish, and he does this when he comes back early every morning, and dozens of fish in the villa have been ruined. The point is that this stinky boy can't even steal things, he is seen by others, he is a young master, who dares to beat him?

As soon as she thought of this, Fang Xiaolian shook her head and smiled helplessly, who made him my son?

gave a middle-aged man standing beside him who bowed slightly and watched the young master who was making and grilling fish, and said, "Go down and do something, don't worry about him." ”

The man accepted it, then stopped talking.

"Say it. Fang Xiaolian said lightly.

"Yes, madam, it is better for the young master to ask the cook to teach him, than to think about it and spoil these ingredients. The man bowed and said respectfully.

"No need, it's best for him to make it up himself, the taste taught by others is always wrong, you go down first, or that sentence, let him steal, come to me to get the money." ”

"Yes. The man said, stepping back.

Fang Xiaolian looked at her stupid son, smiled, and left.

Nangong Han was tinkering, while trying to recall the process of Yiyang's doing, but he couldn't remember it, damn it, he blamed himself for being careless and didn't pay much attention to it.

But he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a solution.

Just do it, so he went to steal a recipe and left a few words: Nangong Han borrowed it, and it must be returned in three days.

After reading for a long time, he closed the book, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to start again.

And then he failed.

He looked at the recipe again and did it with confidence, but he still failed.

The next day, after one failure, he lay in the backyard and covered his face with the recipe.

The two maids stood far away, and the young master said that he couldn't get close to him, but the lady said that he was optimistic about the young master, don't let him be really crazy, and had to stay at a distance under the dilemma.

After a long time, Nangong Han suddenly got up and ate the fish that had failed just now, although it was unpalatable.

They naturally knew that the fish grilled by the young master was unpalatable, so they hurriedly stepped forward, but they were stopped not far behind Nangong Han, "Leave me alone, don't be my maid if you don't listen." ”

Hearing this, the two girls had no choice but to stop their pace and said to Nangong Han: "Young master, don't eat, if there is anything else, we will be even worse than being fired." ”

"I know my mother will teach you a lesson, but young master, I'm such a monk, so easy to get sick?" he turned around, his face was gray, his hair was messy, but his eyes were very clear, probably this is also called euphoria.

Seeing this, the two girls had no choice but to make useless persuasion and walk away, but they refused to go far from him a dozen steps away.

Seeing this, Nangong Han had no choice but to give up.

He began to concentrate on the recipe he had already made, polishing each process, rehearsing it in his mind, and it took him a few hours before he started to do it.

He went to find out what spices went best with the fish, chose two of them, and then went to steal the salt, marinated it for a while, and then made it.

He was too anxious before, and he only remembered that Yiyang had been pickled for a while.

......

The day is empty, on the three poles.

The bamboo building welcomed a guest, a guest who had never been here before.

The guests were dressed in white, wearing wooden hairpins and coarse linen clothes.

He came to the bamboo building and knocked lightly on the courtyard door.

The gentleman's voice came out, "Come in, kid, I'm on the second floor." ”

The guest was walking directly to the second floor, and Mr. was painting, he bowed slightly and said, "I've seen Mr." ”

The gentleman didn't look back, but said casually: "It's almost finished, you can take a look at it first." ”

"Whatever?" the guest smiled slightly and said, "What a 'casual', sir, don't you feel bored if you don't go out here all the time?"

The gentleman was silent, and the guests walked around at will, and then said: "We went to Sanhe Town early this morning, do you know, I always thought that Xiaomo liked white, but I had to wear black, today I chose a few white clothes for him, I didn't expect that Shuang'er chose a black one for him, I saw it, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, it turned out that this kid likes black." ”

The breeze was light, the curtain of the window shook slightly, the wind chimes moved slightly, and the clear sound gradually rose, and the guests closed their eyes and enjoyed it very much.

Abruptly, the guest said, "Sir, are you ...... Know me?"

Tick~

The gentleman paused for a moment, and a drop of ink fell on the drawing paper, becoming a black dot...... The gentleman closed his eyes for a moment, and then the pen he lifted pointed on the drawing paper like a cloud.

Yiyang keenly caught this tick, turned his head to look over, and said, "I always feel that I have seen Mr. ......."

Mr. was still silent, and after a while, Mr. stopped writing, straightened up, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said: "Between people, sometimes there is indeed a little familiarity, perhaps...... This is how the formless cause comes about. ”

"A friend of the kid said that causality can be manipulated, and this 'cause' can be considered to be controlled, so the result of some things is just deliberate by some people, not only true or false. The guest said again.

The relationship between them is a bit natural, and the guest has to wonder if there is a shadow of Mr. in his lost memory, which is one of the reasons why he has not been to the bamboo building for a month.

"There are indeed such people, you can call them arithmeticists, but this kind of thing is generally against the way of heaven, the end is miserable, and the old age is unknown. The old man said something leaky, and stretched out his hand to beckon the guests to come over and admire his paintings.

The guest walked over and looked down in admiration.

Mr. painted landscapes, between the mountains clouds and mist, or there are practitioners walking in the sky, or there are goshawks and geese soaring between the heavens and the earth, and there is a white shadow on the top of the highest mountain, which is not tall, but a little fat. There was a pitch black cloud at the end of the western sky, like an abyss......

Needless to say, the painter is just that he can't see it, and he is not a reader, so he can't understand the mind of a reader.

The gentleman asked him if he understood, and he shook his head.

The gentleman looked at the blurry white figure and said, "Actually, I don't understand why I painted this, I don't understand...... Actually, you're a lot like a person. ”

"Who?" the guests were interested.

"I don't know. ”

The guest said, "Sir, what do you mean by that?" Playing tricks on yourself? Not like that.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. said: "Actually, there is only one person in this world who knows him, but as time passes, only a vague shadow is left in his traces in this world, so that person is about to forget him, if it is not unforgettable, who can remember him for so long without the world trying its best to erase his traces?"

When the guest heard this, he looked at the white figure in a daze, and after a long time, he suddenly pointed to the white figure and said, "So these are two people?"

The gentleman nodded.

The two then talked about some inconsequential issues, mostly about Nangong Tong's northward journey, and the guest asked Mr. to take care of the little girl and Nangong Tong and be an uncle for these two poor children. The gentleman readily agreed.

In the end, the guest dared to take the painting and took a string of wind chimes.

The gentleman suddenly bent down, and in an instant he was much older, and he slowly walked to a place and sat down, looked south, sighed, and said, "I don't know who he was from time to time, but he should have come back." ”

In a word, three of him, no one knows what entanglement there is between the three of them, and the old man doesn't know.

Nanzhou Confucius Mountain, the master sighed, nothing to say to himself, just sighed.

This world is too mysterious, the higher you stand, the more you will be confused, this cage between heaven and earth is really annoying.

......

Nangong Han peeled off the mud again with anticipation and tried to taste it......

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he lay on the ground and laughed, very happy.

I was finally able to eat it, although I didn't have the feeling of Yiyang, but ...... He made it himself.

The two girls thought that the young master was crazy, so they hurriedly walked over, hesitated behind him, then helped the young master up, and said with concern: "Young master, what's wrong with you?

One of the girls really thought that Nangong Han was crazy, and she panicked for a while, and she kept pulling the corner of Nangong Han's clothes, with tears in her eyes.

Nangong Han suddenly hugged the two girls into his arms and said, "Don't worry, the young master is very good, you go to the kitchen and get me a plate." ”

After speaking, he let go of his hand, and the two girls were surprised, even more panicked, and left in a hurry.

If it weren't for the fact that dusk had arrived, the sun was setting, and Nangong Han's shadow covered the afterglow, he would definitely be able to see the crimson cheeks of the two girls.

Soon, the maid brought him a plate, and he carefully cleaned his hands and body with spiritual power, and asked the two girls to comb his hair, arrange his hair in a bun, and then put the fish on the plate and send it to his mother.

On the other side, Nangong Zhan sat in the room, looking at his wife who was removing her makeup, with a helpless expression.

He said, "What are you doing? Recently, I was going to prepare for the Yinshan bandits, I was very busy, you asked me to come over and do nothing, what are you going to do?"

Fang Xiaolian turned her head to look at him and said, "What do you mean?"

Looking at Madame's "questioning", Nangong Zhan shrugged his shoulders and said, "How dare I? What if I accidentally get out again?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiaolian sneered and said, "Do you still remember? It's so stingy, who let you bully your son? ”

"I didn't bully him. ”

"I believe you? Back then, they all said that the old lady married you in love, who knew that you and your brother were embarrassed to be a cheating old lady?"

"That'...... Why do you still mention old things?"

"Then keep me well and wait for my son to come. ”

"Yes, ma'am. ”

"Xiaohan?"

"Yes, your son hasn't known about stealing fish and recipes every day for the past two days, right?"

Nangong Zhan nodded and said, "How could I not know?"

"That's good. ”

After a while, Nangong Han's voice came from outside the house, "Mother, mother, look what I did for you?"

"Mother's in the house, come in. ”

After a while, the maid knocked on the door, and then Nangong Han pushed the door open, took the plate from the maid's hand, and brought it in.

The maid was also very knowledgeable and stood obediently outside the door.

Nangong Zhan was instantly serious, looked at him and said, "This is ...... What did you do?"

Nangong Han said proudly: "Hmm." ”

How do you know that Nangong Zhan directly splashed a basin of cold water, "The cultivation has fallen in the past few days just for this fish?"

Hearing this, Nangong Han hesitated for a moment, slowly put the fish on the table, quietly stood aside, lowered his head, and did not speak.

Fang Xiaolian threw a comb directly on Nangong Zhan's body, and then fell to the ground with a clatter, she said angrily: "If you don't eat, get out, my son and I will eat, don't go into the old lady's room in the future." ”

He hurriedly picked up the comb and said with a smile: "I didn't mean that, I just asked." ”

"I don't care, my son is angry, apologize, otherwise get out. ”

Seeing that his wife was angry with him, Nangong Zhan didn't feel a good feeling in his heart, so he looked at Nangong Han and said, "Sit down and eat together." ”

Fang Xiaolian also pulled Nangong Han to sit down, stroked the child's head, and said, "Don't pay attention to your father, my mother knows that it is not easy for you, so he doesn't eat it." ”

"Hmm. ”

He didn't look at Nangong Zhan, but he was still happy in his heart, because the tone in which his father spoke to him had changed, he was cold before, but now he was only stern.

Fang Xiaolian carried a spiritual power cleansing hand, then tore off a few pieces of fish meat with her hands and put them in a bowl, and distributed them to the two of them, and the family ate in silence.

One plate, three bowls, and one table are the warmth of Nangong Han.

......

A rooster crows, and the morning sun breaks.

In the room, Yiyang squatted down and tidied up the black clothes for Nangong Tong, while nagging non-stop.

On the side, Shuang'er saw that her brother looked very "painful" in front of her brother's concern, so she stuck out her tongue, looked at Nangong Xun who was braiding herself, and said quietly: "Daddy, senior brother and Granny Yang are like." ”

"Shhh, be quiet, let your senior brother hear it, be careful that there is no sugar to eat. Nangong looked for it, kept nodding Nangong Tong glanced at it, and whispered to the little girl.

The little girl was also afraid that she would not have her brother's sugar, so she stuck out her tongue again and said, "Daddy, Shuang'er wants to use that hairpin." ”

Nangong Xun braided Shuang'er's hair and said with a smile: "Obedient, that thing will only be used when you grow up, and you don't need it now." ”

"Oh. The little girl blinked her eyes and said, "Hehe, Shuang'er wants to grow up quickly." ”

Nangong Xun sighed and said: "Daddy doesn't want you to grow up, in a blink of an eye, such a big baby is so big." ”

"Hee-hee. "Where does the little girl know this, she just giggles.

"Finally, remember to take care of Frost and yourself. Yiyang finally finished speaking.

Nangong Xun led Shuang'er, who had a ponytail, over and took Nangong Tong's hand and walked out, Yiyang followed behind with a wooden sword made for Nangong Tong and two burdens.

They came to the mountain gate, and there were already a lot of people here.

The gentleman's carriage stopped in the middle, and the town of Three Rivers transferred five hundred cavalry escorts, and stood neatly and majestically in front of the mountain gate.

A rugged-looking general rode a fierce horse in front of him and exchanged pleasantries with Nangong for a while.

Wen Zheng and the others walked over and greeted Yiyang, who also nodded his head one by one.

The gentleman came over and said, "Let's go." ”

They said goodbye to Wen Zheng and his party and came to the carriage, and the damn red-maned horse actually glanced at Yiyang, very disdainful.

Yi Yangli ignored it, isn't he still a cart puller in Niu Qi, what's the spirit?

After Mr. and Nangong went up, Wang Zhi was about to sit up, but Yiyang stopped him and said, "Brother Wang, let me do something." ”

Wang Zhizheng was puzzled, and the kid had already climbed up and hung a string of wind chimes on the eaves.

Wang Zhi was surprised: "This wind chime belongs to the bamboo building, when did your kid come?"

Yiyang smiled and said, "Two days ago." ”

"Pick it up, this thing is noisy on the road. Wang Zhi didn't give him a face.

"Then where is it?" Yiyang refused, then lifted the curtain of the car, and said to Nangong Tong and Shuang'er inside: "Senior brother can't follow you, so let this string of wind chimes send you all the way to the imperial city for senior brother." ”

"Good. ”

"The child has a heart. ”

After that, the gentleman waved his hand to Wang Zhi and said, "Just let it hang, not bad idea." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

......

Counselor Zhou, Nangong Zhan is called Zhou Counselor.

"The head of the Nangong family, since Mr. has arrived, it is inconvenient for the general to bother and leave. ”

"Zhou Shen will take care and have a smooth journey. Nangong Han clasped his fists and saluted.

"Then borrow the auspicious words of the head of the house. General Zhou returned the salute, patted the horse under his crotch, and said loudly: "Let's go." ”

The cavalry drove neatly, all the way in front, all the way behind, and the horses under the crotch were all good horses, and the pace was neat.

Yiyang saw the carriage gradually leaving, and said loudly behind him: "Xiaomo, Shuang'er, remember, take care of yourself." Let Qingfeng send you to the Imperial City for Senior Brother. ”

Wen Zheng and the others passed by Yiyang a little later, saying goodbye to each other and saying that they cherished each other.

This year, this summer, a group of chariots and horses escorted by the army slowly headed north.

Volume 1: The Boy Here

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ps: Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers!