Ask for recommendations, ask for collections......

Mu Yan's gentleness made the air in the teahouse warm, but this scene made Mu Yige on the opposite side smell a trace of past sadness, she knew that she was already standing at the door where she could spy on the decaying sadness, as long as she stretched out her hand, she could reach it.

Recalling everything at the beginning, there is a feeling that things are wrong, it seems that through the gap in time, watching the vicissitudes of the world, but I can't do anything.

can't escape, can't break away, let the memories related to him flood in his heart little by little.

The memories of his childhood, which were sealed in the corner, suddenly came to his eyes, and he began to coincide with the gentle man opposite.

In my memory, there is the fragrance of plum blossoms in the hidden plum garden, and there is a man who also speaks with warmth holding him, and he sees his shadow in his mother's eyes.

Such a warm memory became the most stinging memory after the mother's departure.

Seeing that person by his brother and sister's side, but he couldn't get close, the pain in his heart drowned out the first good memory.

The person who swore that he would never think of again, when he suddenly appeared in front of her with the best appearance today, he immediately dispelled all the pain in his heart.

Creation always makes people, obviously the person she is the most unwilling to touch, but now she has become the person she relies on the most, maybe this is because blood is thicker than water.

finally understood that in fact, deep down in his heart, he had always been expecting him, Mu Yige's eyelashes fell, and he hid a trace of waves when Mu Yan was mentioned in his eyes.

Suppressing those past sorrows, Mu Yige thought of Mu Yan's caring expression just now, and finally got a trace of comfort in the heart of the heart, letting the tears slide down her cheeks, and a crisp voice came from her clothes, at this moment she knew that these were tears of happiness.

Seeing Yige crying in front of him, Mu Yan didn't know what to do for a while.

But beside her, the little girl ran to Yige's side and gently pulled her clothes, "Sister, why are you crying?" Hearing the little girl's voice, Yige hurriedly wiped her tears and smiled at her, "Sister is fine, tell my sister what is your name?" ”

"Wei Xiaoman", the little girl replied childishly.

The joyful appearance of Xiaoman and Yige seems to make the other three fall into a long memory.

"Lord Mu, do you have any regrets about the battle of Qishan that year?" At this moment, Bi You, who was on the side, suddenly broke the silence and asked Mu Yan a question that often haunted in his heart.

Mu Yan was obviously thinking about some old things in the past, and he didn't know if he didn't hear Bi You's question, so he didn't respond for a while. Bi You didn't continue to ask, just quietly waited for Mu Yan's answer, as if he had to wait for the answer.

"Remorse?" A somewhat dry voice sounded next to him, and it turned out to be a middle-aged man who had been standing behind Mu Yan.

Bi You, who didn't wait for Mu Yan to answer, heard the man who lost his right arm on the Qishan battlefield speak.

"I heard that Xiao's specialty is the song "Wutong Rain"?"

When this person spoke, he was not talking about the Qishan battlefield, but it was an unrelated question.

Without waiting for Bi You's answer, he continued: "Wutong autumn rain is cool.

Every time it rains, the wound on my right shoulder hurts excruciatingly.

Xiao, everyone just heard the prince say that my right arm was lost on Qishan, and I also heard me say "The Legend of King Mu" in the building. Have you ever heard remorse in my story? With a sigh of relief, the man continued: "The cause of this war is nothing more than the weakness of your country, and the person who is sitting in the palace of my Chu State is insatiable.

All the people who died on the battlefield were civilians and soldiers, but now both of them are not living ordinarily well.

Xiao: Do you think that those who survived this war only have remorse? ”

After this person's questioning, Bi You was overwhelmed for a while, and he was speechless.

The damage caused to her by the Battle of Qishan was Zhao Qianyuan's departure.

And the real trauma of war has never been truly experienced by myself.

The brings of war are death, parting, never seeing each other again, and eternal passing.

Personal emotions seem so insignificant and insignificant in the face of war. What I think is the biggest harm is actually just a fraction of the pain of others.

Bi You was only silent, but at this time, Mu Yan spoke.

"Changsheng, that's enough! There is no right or wrong in war, so why bother with it. ”

After saying this, Mu Yancai continued to say to Bi You: "The Battle of Qishan, in my memory, there is only one night of autumn rain, a mountain of corpses, and many things are not regretted. ”

At this point, he paused again before continuing, "At least I'll be able to meet Twilight and get her affection." If it weren't for that war, none of that would be there now. ”

When he said this, Mu Yan had a faint smile on his face.

Maybe he remembered his deceased wife, or maybe Yige was his best existence now.

After saying this, there is no need to talk about the old matter of the Battle of Qishan.

Biyou is only a marginal figure in this war, and for those who are at the center of the war, this war is not over yet.

After Mu Yan's words were finished, he beckoned again. This time, Yige was like being possessed by Wei Xiaoman, and both of them walked in front of Mu Yan.

Mu Yan was not surprised, after holding Xiao Man into his arms, he gestured to Yi Ge with one hand and said, "It's already so big, don't cry so easily like Xiao Man." ”

When he was said like this, Yige's cheeks were slightly red, and he looked a little embarrassed.

For the first time, she showed her little daughter posture in front of her father, and the hatred that was pressed in her heart before was also diluted a lot.

After Aunt Qing died, although she was still gentle, she already knew that her heart had been bitten by hatred.

The darkness and viciousness that he used to fear the most have begun to spread in his heart, and the coldness in his heart nourishes this viciousness and grows, will he become a woman like Jiang Yunyan one day?

In this case, the people closest to and most precious to them will become victims of this viciousness, and it will be difficult for their lives to shine in with the warmth of the sun.

In my ear was my father's next instruction: "Yige, although I have never accompanied you like I did to my brother and sister, I have not fulfilled my father's responsibilities in your growth!" But Father really doesn't want you to be blinded by hatred, and the most precious good thoughts in your heart.

I can't talk about the pain in your heart, but I want you to understand that you have always been a good daughter in your father's heart.

In life, too many bodies are involuntary. A lot of times you will lose, you will be hurt. Father only wants you to take good care of yourself.

The palace is the place where the darkness and intrigue flourish in the world, and the distortion and ugliness of the human heart are the most common. You are kind by nature, and many times don't be too kind.

Few of the gentlemen in the temple had actually seen the dead, and they could see power and wealth in their eyes, but they could not see the bones beneath them......"

Mu Yan said to Yige at this moment is probably the most in Yige's life, where does he look like the generalissimo in the Battle of Qishan back then, but more like a teacher in a private school.

It's just that what he says is not the way of a sage, but just some of his own truths.

Listening to his chatter, Yige didn't have any impatience.

Aunt Qing didn't tell her about her father's own truths before, and her uncle didn't have it later.

I didn't say it to my best brother Zifeng, and neither did my most caring sister.

The first time I heard my father say this, I knew that this was the light inherited from my blood.

Because such light flashes clearly on the father's body, shines on the brother's body, and is hidden in the warmth given by the sister.

This is the blood and soul of their Mu family, they are not loyal to a certain person, they do not succumb to a certain power, they follow the stability of the common people, and they think that they are right and happy in their hearts.

When Mu Yan's mouth was dry, he grabbed the teapot on the table and took a sip of it, but he was choked by some cold tea and coughed for a while.

Xiao Man, who was in her arms, was so amused by his embarrassment that he couldn't stop giggling, and the middle-aged man behind him, who was called immortal, also bent down with laughter.

Yige and Biyou saw Mu Yan's appearance for the first time, and they always cared about his identity as a prince and couldn't help laughing.

However, Mu Yan himself did not hold his identity, and there was Wei Xiaoman, a little girl, and Changsheng behind him taking the lead, and later with Song and Bi You, Mu Yan, the most powerful prince in Chu State, and the commander of the Bright Army, who was rumored to be miraculous, sent them sincere ridicule.

The heavy shackles of war and power, without a laughing soul, can only rot and stink in blood and darkness.

When everyone's laughter stopped, a faint ray of sunset spilled in through the window of the teahouse and fell on everyone in the room.

The warmth from the distant sun dispelled the remaining coldness and darkness in my heart.

Yige in the sunshine whispered to his father, "Father, I'm going back." Rest assured, the song will keep today's teachings in mind. The sons and daughters of Mufu will never become corrupt puppets of hatred! ”

Hearing Yige's almost sworn words, Mu Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and in an instant, he opened again, and said again: "Be cautious after entering the palace, if there are any grievances and embarrassments in the palace, remember to bring the letter back!" Speaking of this, Mu Yan took out a short sword from his arms and put it in Yige's hand.

"This short handle has followed my father many times, and now I will give it to you, I hope you can use it when necessary!" This fatherly performance, the image that had collapsed in the hearts of Yige and Biyou was finally reshaped.

When Yige and Biyou were about to leave, Mu Yanyou told Biyou: "Xiao everyone, the little girl will be entrusted to you to take care of!" ”

After Yige and Biyou left the teahouse, Mu Yan continued to tease Xiao Man in his arms, causing the little girl to giggle again.

The immortal behind him spoke softly: "Lord Wang, Miss Yige has entered the palace this time......"

Without waiting for him to continue, Mu Yan began to interrupt: "Yige's participation in the women's election this time, you will tell him tomorrow when Your Majesty is in the meeting."

The few hands in the palace who have black hearts and no long eyes, you have found time to greet them once, and the juniors of the Chu family are also watching. ”

In the end, Mu Yan was already humming in his nose, and the palace, which represented the highest power of the Chu State, was the biggest fire pit in his eyes.

His daughter is about to go there, no matter what it is for, he must protect Yige as a father.

Thinking of the deliberations in the palace tomorrow, Mu Yan felt irritable again.

Originally, he could go to the court meeting of the Emperor Chu on weekdays, but the captain of the imperial forest in the palace today personally passed on the will of the Emperor of Chu and asked him to attend the court meeting the next day tomorrow.

Thinking of the will read out by the captain of the Royal Forest, Mu Yan couldn't help but start muttering: "Chu Laosan, Xiao Laoer!" With more chairs under the butt, you don't know who you are, and it's time to start the fight. ”