When it got dark, the group rushed to the post station on the border of Yuzhou. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because he was ordered to enter Beijing, and the entourage who followed He Qi was generous, the people at the post station did not slack off at all, not only prepared tea and rice, but even sent a few watermelons to relieve them from the heat.

A few people ate in the room of the inn, and another ate a few pieces of watermelon, and it was already dark.

The people who followed, rested and rested, and watched the night, and there were not many words.

In the end, only He Qi and Mr. Yuan were left in the room.

Mr. Yuan stood up and was about to say goodbye and go back to the room to rest, but was stopped by He Qi.

Mr. Yuan stayed. ”

"What do you have to say?"

He Qi was a little embarrassed: "Sir, it's still a little early to rest at this time, and I want to talk to Mr." ”

Mr. Yuan bowed slightly, but smiled: "Gongzi is young in the end, he is not tired even after a few days of hurrying, and his demeanor is the same as that of His Royal Highness King Qin. ”

He Qi was very embarrassed: "Is Mr. tired?" I only said a few words, only a few words, and let Mr. rest." ”

Mr. Yuan's thin eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for literati and warriors to coexist peacefully.

Back then, he was just a poor scholar who was once taken care of by King Qin, and the people around King Qin had a lot of eyes on him, but King Qin treated him sincerely.

When King Qin had an accident, he was not implicated because of this white eye, and later his old mother passed away, and there was no one in the family, so he was worried about King Qin's kindness, so he simply went to Ningzhou, and since then he has become the most powerful staff member of King Qin.

Originally, King Qin asked him to follow Gongzi to Beijing, he was a little worried in his heart, after all, Gongzi was raised by the He family, and how he knew his character was not in detail.

But along the way, Gongzi has done a good job, he is straightforward and straightforward, and he is also very courteous to him and his entourage, and there is no vice that young people of this age are prone to have, and there is no arrogance about to become the son of King Qin.

At this time, seeing that He Qi was embarrassed, he didn't tease him anymore, and sat down with a smile: "I'm not tired, I'm not tired, I can chat with my son, Yuan is very happy." ”

He Qi personally carried the teapot and poured tea for Mr. Yuan before sitting down.

Mr. Yuan couldn't help nodding, and then he began his first deep conversation with the little master: "Son, you have been running all the way, do you feel hard?"

"Hard?" He Qi was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head: "It's not hard, what's so hard about this, compared to those brothers who are still fighting hard at the border, this is what kind of hard work." ”

At this time, Daqi was in the midst of war, and He Qi was not a person who liked luxury, and after changing his identity again, he was much more stable than before, and he had no feeling for the good or bad of this kind of external conditions.

In the end, Mr. Yuan praised the hardships on the battlefield: "It's good that the son is not too hard, let's go all the way, it is said that we can comfortably enter Beijing, but at this time, we can only keep everything simple and low-key." ”

In the middle of summer in June, I rode all the way, although I was in a hurry in the morning and evening, and I was looking for a place to rest at noon, but in the end I was still sleepy and tired, and it was very difficult.

"It's nothing, since I'm in the army, I can naturally afford this hardship, but Mr. has come all the way, which makes Cong Tang admire. ”

In He Qi's eyes, Mr. Yuan is a young and unconfused Mr. Sven, who can always ride a horse to keep up with their pace along the way, and never shout bitterness or tiredness, which really made him change his view of the literati and the weak.

"Hehe, since you are following His Royal Highness King Qin, His Royal Highness King Qin is a strong general, how can there be weak soldiers under his command?"

Mr. Yuan smiled, not modest.

"I know that my father asked Mr. to follow Cong Tang to the capital, which is really overkill, but my father suffered a loss without scheming back then, and he didn't want Cong Tang to be calculated again, and in the future, Mr. will teach him more. He Qi has always been very modest.

The folding fan in Mr. Yuan's hand unfolded a few fans, and said with a smile: "Childe doesn't have to be like this, this is originally Yuan's duty, and Childe doesn't have to be so polite to Yuan, Childe left Yuan to talk, presumably not just to be polite to Yuan, right?"

In the end, he has just become a master and slave from a stranger, and He Qi has not yet adapted to the way of getting along with this Mr. Yuan, and at this time he saw that he was also a straightforward person, so he breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, took a cup of tea and drank it, thinking about what he wanted to say, his face was a little shy.

But today he saw Lord Bai, all the way, Bai Chenghuan's shadow is still dangling in front of him, at this time to ask Mr. Yuan for advice, I want to come to the capital and will not mess around in front of her.

Hey, if only Lu Dashu was here, he must have a lot of experience.

Mr. Yuan also took the teacup and sipped it slowly, quietly watching He Qi's handsome face slowly turn red into a cloth, and he didn't speak, just waiting to see what he was going to say.

He Qi held back for a while, although he still felt embarrassed, but this is an opportunity, let's ask!

He Qi pulled the chair he was sitting on and leaned towards Mr. Yuan: "Mr. Yuan, do you have a sweetheart?"

Mr. Yuan almost squirted out a sip of tea as soon as he drank it in his mouth, but fortunately, he had practiced so many years of calm kung fu and practiced perfectly, and swallowed the tea alive, before shaking his head without changing his face: "No, Yuan has no heart for the moon, and he has no worries for the rest of his life, so far, there is none." ”

Well, in fact, when he was young, his mother was sick, and the family was too poor for anyone to look down on, and he had to be taken care of by King Qin to let his mother live for many more years, how could he have the ability to marry a wife and have children, and later defected to King Qin, everyone lived like a monk, and he gradually lost that mind.

He Qi took a deep breath, it seems that his father is surrounded by high-ranking people, all of them are pure-hearted and have few desires, and the entourage is a bastard who feeds the whole family without hunger, such a gentleman who seems to be full of poetry and books, but he has no heart.

Fengyue, He Qi didn't like this word very much, so he asked in a different way: "I often hear people say that unfilial piety is the greatest, and Mr. Yuan never thought about starting a family and having a few children or something?"

Mr. Yuan frowned and glanced at He Qi.

How can this little master care about people so different from others?

"What the hell is Childe trying to say?"

He Qi's face turned even redder, but after thinking about Bai Chenghuan's big black and bright eyes, he still had a heartbreak and said: "If Mr. likes a woman very much at this time, and this woman is likely to marry someone else, what will Mr. do? How can I make this woman change her mind?"

Mr. Yuan was embarrassed: "Yuan doesn't have a favorite woman." ”

"What if there is?" Mr. Yuan should think about it, but if there is, what will Mr. Yuan do?" He Qi still looked at Mr. Yuan expectantly.