A few months have passed, Xiao Zhengyang suddenly found that he could confide some words very clearly, he was so excited that he was about to cry, although he was cold by nature, but he was not a person who did not speak, he was still willing to talk to his friends, and it was really sad that he couldn't speak all the time.

One day, Wuyin hugged Xiao Zhengyang outside to watch the fallen leaves fly, and suddenly felt the gloom of all things withering, but when he heard Xiao Zhengyang call his father, he immediately smiled: "Son! You're calling Daddy! ”

Xiao Zhengyang was embarrassed, in fact, he wanted to say something else, but now he can only vaguely say something about his parents, but he didn't expect his father to be so happy, what an easy person to satisfy.

Xiao Wushuang ran over: "Daddy, brother." ”

Wuyin hugged Xiao Zhengyang with one hand, and hugged Xiao Wushuang in his arms with the other hand: "Wushuang, it's really good." ”

After another period of time, it was the day of Xiao Zhengyang's week, and there were not many people invited to the banquet, Wuyin didn't like to use the child's birthday banquet as a tool for entertainment, and the emperor also knew that Xiao Zhengyang was about to turn one year old, but unfortunately he was entangled in government affairs, so he could only send someone to send some gifts.

Wuyin received the gift and found that this gift was the best tribute from a foreign country, he couldn't help but smile, his brother really loved him, and there were really not many people in the royal family who could have such true feelings.

The simple banquet is held with a different flavor, the meals at the banquet are all made by Wuyin himself, don't ask him why a prince cooks, he has time to be capricious, and what he makes is much better than the chef outside.

The people invited by Wuyin were a few who had a good personal relationship with him, and before the banquet began, they all came to the palace, and Wuyin greeted them warmly.

"Congratulations." Said a friend surnamed Li who was the first to come.

Wuyin raised his eyebrows and patted him on the shoulder: "Yan Yuan, you are too polite." ”

"Since you and I are friends, why be polite, congratulations still have to be said." Yan Yuan smiled heartily, he likes Wuyin very much, he has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his level is very high in some aspects, if he has the opportunity, he really wants to ask him for a wonderful pen Danqing to show his sons.

Then the remaining guests came, and they were not restrained after taking their seats, but because of the identity of the silent prince, some etiquette was still needed, and they were willing to move the chopsticks after the silent dishes.

"Good wine." Yan Yuan took a sip of the wine, feeling soft in the mouth and a long aftertaste.

Some people couldn't help but praise: "This dish is good." ”

Silent smiled with satisfaction, like what he did, he could be liked by others, this is what makes him happy.

After being full of wine and food, he began to carry out the activities of catching Zhou, Xiao Zhengyang was carried out by the maidservant, and a lot of items were placed in front of him, and he smiled silently and gently: "Zhengyang, you pick what you like." ”

Xiao Zhengyang looked at the items in front of him, and chose the sword without hesitation, Wuyin was very satisfied, worthy of being the descendant of his big hidden sword: "Since Xiao Zhengyang chose the sword, he must practice well in the future. ”

If Wuyin knew that Xiao Zhengyang in front of him was Zhuang Hua, he would never say this, because it was the heart sword Ye Ying, and his insight into the sword was much more powerful than him, and he was simply an axe in front of Lu Ban.

Xiao Zhengyang nodded very strictly, and Yan Yuan touched his beard: "This kid is really smart." ”

"yes."

When he heard others praising his son, Wuyin felt that he was praising him, and he was so happy that his tail was about to rise to the sky.

After the guests dispersed, Li Yanyuan did not leave, he said to Wuyin with some embarrassment: "I have two children, the eldest is ten years old this year, and the younger one is seven years old. ”

Silent smiled: "But, come with me to the study." ”

The study is full of light ink fragrance, the table is neatly placed with paper, brushes, inkstones, etc., the wall is hung with Yan Zhenqing's real handwriting, there is no gorgeous glittering jewelry embellishment in the room, it is very simple, simple not like a prince.

"What do you want?" Silent thought, but unfortunately he didn't know what he should draw.

Li Yanyuan thought for a while and said: "Hanmei is cold and arrogant, and she has her own style and bones, so she paints Mei." ”

"Okay." Silently, the pen is tuning the ink, and the appearance of the cold plum is being imagined in his mind.

Immediately, he laughed, the tip of the pen fell on the white rice paper, like flowing clouds, outlining the wind and bones of plum blossoms, he painted the plum blossoms of Wanmei Villa, the cold plum in winter, that is Ah Xue's favorite.

Li Yanyuan looked at Wuyin in surprise, he didn't expect that Wuyin was not young but had such profound skills, no wonder his son was clamoring for it.

After the painting was finished, the silent inscription "Aoxue Hanmei", I just wanted to write a gift xx, but I didn't know what the name of Li Yanyuan's son was, so I asked: "I don't know what the name of Brother Yan Yuan's Linglang is." ”

"The eldest Li Xiuyan, the youngest Li Xiuping."

Li Xiuyan, Li Xiuping, Wuyin finally finished the inscription, and then took out his idle seal and stamped it.

"Good painting, good words, this word is quite Yan Zhenqing's style." Li Yanyuan felt that it would be great if his son could be so good, he was a tanhua, and how much he hoped that his son could fulfill his dream.

Wuyin is a little embarrassed, he has lived for so many years because of cheating, and the real power is still these people, talented and hard-working.

After sending Li Yanyuan away, Wuyin went to accompany Xiao Zhengyang and Xiao Wushuang, Xiao Zhengyang was sitting there meditating when he heard the sound and immediately lay down and pretended to sleep, and silently touched it, because just now the maid told him that Xiao Zhengyang had already slept.

"Slept." The silent fingertips gently lifted the quilt covering Xiao Zhengyang's face, "Then sleep well, Daddy's little Zhengyang." ”

Xiao Zhengyang is asleep, the little Wushuang in the next room can be vigorous, he is running around in the room, like the little leather monkey, he used to bump and bump because of naughty, but every time he doesn't cry and gets up and continues to play happily, Wuyin is very helpless, he can only take away those sharp things, and then mix some medicine for Xiao Wushuang.

Li Yanyuan rushed back to his hometown in Shanxi after a few days' journey, Li Xiuyan and Li Xiuping were waiting in the house, and his father had sent a message back to say that he was on the way, why didn't he get home.

Li Xiuping couldn't help but ask his eldest brother: "Big brother, why hasn't my father come back yet." ”

"Don't worry, Dad said that he would be able to come back soon."

Li Xiuping was impatient, and in the letter, his father said that he had brought them a gift, and said that they would definitely like it, and he really wanted to see it soon.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to hear the news that his father had arrived in the city, and Xiuping's eyes flashed with light, and he finally arrived!

Before his father entered the door, Li Xiuping couldn't wait to go out to greet him: "Dad." ”

"Xiuping, Xiuyan." Li Yanyuan caressed his two sons lovingly, he was equally fond of his two sons, Xiuyan was quiet, Xiuping was active, and they complemented each other, just like the two children of his friend Ye Yingxiaowang's family, but the two children of his family seemed to be the eldest happy, and the second was happy, just upside down.

"Daddy, what gifts did you bring back?" Li Xiuping raised his head and asked happily.

Li Yanyuan patted his head: "I'll go to the study to show you." ”

When he arrived in the study, he felt much warmer, Li Yanyuan took out a scroll from the package after drinking a cup of hot tea, and he sold it: "Guess what's inside?" ”

Li Xiuping frowned and pouted: "Words? ”

Li Xiuyan thought for a moment and muttered, "Isn't it the little prince's Danqing!" ”

"Xiu Yan really guessed it, you weren't noisy before, but this time I took the opportunity to ask for a picture with a shy face." I thought that Wuyin would not agree, but I didn't expect to agree so quickly, maybe this is the impact of becoming a father.

The scroll slowly unfolded, Li Xiuping stretched his neck and watched, and a picture of Aoxue Hanmei jumped on the paper.

"(*@ο@*) Wow~."

Li Xiuyan's eyes were filled with joy: "Hanmei! ”

"yes, I know you're going to like it."

Li Xiuyan carefully admired the painting and chanted softly: "Give it to Li Xiuyan, Li Xiuping's little friend." ”

Li Xiuping stretched out his finger and pointed to the words he had just read: "Dad, this Mr. Yan's handwriting seems to be." ”

Yan Yuan cast an approving gaze: "Yes, the little prince has studied Yan Qing's calligraphy since he was a child, so the little prince's calligraphy is quite Yan Qing's style." ”

Li Xiuping shook his head lightly: "Well, Dad, I think there are many things that are not similar to Mr. Yan, and it feels more aggressive." ”

"Haha." Yan Yuan stroked his beard and nodded, "This is nature." ”

The two children looked at Yan Yuan suspiciously and asked in unison, "Why?" ”

"The little prince has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has more killing spirit than scholars.

"Dad, you said that the little prince practiced martial arts!" Li Xiuping is also a person who practices martial arts, and he is naturally very excited when he hears that there is a passage.

"Yes, although I don't know martial arts, my confidant and friend are people who practice martial arts, and I still have a certain appreciation of martial arts. Thinking of his friend Shen, alas, it's a pity, he has retired and lived in seclusion overseas.

Li Yanyuan continued: "The little prince is both civil and military, and he is only ten years old, so you have to learn more like him." ”

"Definitely."

In their hearts, Silent has become an idol, someone to imitate, worship, and chase.

If Wuyin knew that he had two more little fans, he would be very embarrassed o(╯□╰)o, and he would definitely feel how sinful it was to deceive children.

Xiao Wushuang has grown up again, the bun face has faded a little, the whole person is a delicate group, looking at his cute eldest son, Wuyin has a shameful thought, and rushed to work overnight to make little Lori's clothes.

The next day, he wanted to change Xiao Wushuang into it, but when he saw Xiao Wushuang's crystal clear eyes, he couldn't do it anymore, so he put away his clothes, took out a string of sugar gourds and gnawed on them, hey, anyway, he and his son don't have to care about it now.

Xiao Zhengyang couldn't bear to look at it, and turned his head away.

Xiao Wushuang watched his father nibble on a string of red balls, and became interested, so he walked over and reached out: "Daddy, yes." ”

"Wushuang, you can't eat it yet."

The child didn't understand, he wanted what he wanted, he frowned and was a little anxious: "Yes." ”

"Wushuang, good." Silent continued to gnaw.

"Wow." Xiao Wushuang, who has never cried, sat on the ground all of a sudden and cried out with a "wow".

Wuyin threw the sugar gourd directly: "Don't cry, don't cry, this thing can't be eaten by children, you see that Daddy threw it away, well, my stomach hurts." ”

He pretended to cover his stomach and showed his painful appearance, Xiao Wushuang looked at it suspiciously, as if watching a play, watching his father play treasure, so he squeaked and laughed, Xiao Wushuang felt that this was a very interesting thing, it was really fun.

Wuyin is extremely helpless, the child's world is really simple and complex, there is no law at all, and every child is different.