King Ding took Song Yunchen to visit the Fan Mansion of the military generals for the first time. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Fan Zheng was practicing knives in the house, and when he heard the news that King Ding was coming, he hurriedly collected the knife, changed his clothes, and went to see King Ding in the hall.

"The prince is here, Fan Zheng is far away, I hope the prince will forgive his sins."

"I didn't send someone to your mansion in advance to send a post, and it would be rude to come to visit suddenly."

"The prince is too polite, please take a seat. Come and watch the tea. ”

The two sat down as guests, and Fan Zhengfang asked, "I brought my son today, it's really a rare guest." ”

King Ding beckoned Song Yunchen, who was being led by his subordinates, and asked him to salute Fan Zheng, and Song Yunchen bowed to Fan Zheng according to his father's instructions.

Fan Zheng looked at him carefully, and then said to King Ding with a smile: "Ling Lang is already like a crown of jade at a young age, and he will definitely be a dragon among people in the future." ”

King Ding said humbly: "It's been an hour, and it's not necessarily good." Besides, the husband should establish the world with virtue, and not pretend to be good-looking. ”

"Hey, wouldn't it be better if we could have both?"

King Ding nodded with a smile.

Fan Zheng saw that Song Yunchen was a child after all, and he shouldn't like to stay here to listen to the conversation between his parents, and said: "I think Ling Lang must be very bored here, so it's better to let him go to the back and play with the dog." ”

King Ding turned his head to look at Song Yunchen, who was standing behind him, bowing his head and playing with his sleeves, and said, "It's okay, I'm tired." ”

Fan Zheng ordered someone to take Song Yunchen to the back garden to find Fan Qingpu.

When I arrived at the back garden, I didn't see Fan Qingpu, but I saw the maid taking Fan Qingyu to pull weeds and play.

Fan Qingyu pouted, laboriously pulled up a flowering weed from the soil, and then grabbed it tightly in his chubby little hand, and walked towards Song Yunchen step by step.

Her legs were short, and she staggered when she walked. There are two small buns on his head, and two small flowers are pinned. The round face has become pink from playfulness, which is just right for the cherry-like ruddy mouth. Those eyes shone like black pearls.

Song Yunchen felt that she was really cute, and he didn't know where he got the courage, so he ran over and hugged her, and then kissed her gently on her smooth and pink little face.

Mrs. Fan behind him and the other people in the garden couldn't help but be stunned for a long time when they saw his actions. Whose child is this? So bold!

Fan Qingwei is still ignorant and doesn't understand that he is being "lightened" by strangers. After Song Yunchen let go of her, he grinned at him and reached out to give him the grass he had pulled out with great difficulty.

The two innocent children just looked at each other and giggled.

Throw me for a hug, and give it for the weeds. At that time, he was nine years old; And she is only three years old.

"Where did this kid come from?" It was Mrs. Fan who was questioning.

The subordinate who brought Song Yunchen replied: "Mrs. Hui, this is the son of Dingwangfu."

Mrs. Fan covered her mouth and smiled: "Yo, it turned out to be the prince's family." looks a little like a prince and a princess, no wonder she looks so good. ”

Song Yunchen heard others call Mrs. Fan Mrs., so he turned around and respectfully saluted and said, "Yunchen has seen Mrs."

"Hey, okay. Does Yunchen like us Qingshu? Mrs. Fan squatted down and hugged Fan Qingyu and asked Song Yunchen.

Song Yunchen nodded a few times smartly, tilted his head and said, "Well, I like it." Madam, will I be able to marry this sister in the future? ”

When Mrs. Fan heard this, she smiled with joy.

"Okay, then I'll marry you our Qingyu. Qingyu, do you like this brother? ”

Fan Qingyu just buried her head in her own hands and played with the flowers in her hands, although others were discussing a great event, she didn't understand it at all.

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Fan Qingpu loved hunting since he was a child, and when he was seven years old, he used trees and cow tendons to make slingshots to shoot birds, and he has always enjoyed it. Later, when he was older, he began to follow his father Fan Zheng to the wild to hunt other animals.

However, he does not hunt for food, and usually does not harm the life of his prey. Of course, when the archery is not good at the beginning, there will be occasional accidental kills. But as the archery becomes more and more sophisticated, you will be able to control it as you like.

One day, he saw a beautiful bird on the tree in the house, with colorful feathers like a colorful phoenix, which he had never seen before.

"Bring me my slingshot." Fan Qingpu held back his excitement and whispered to his subordinates.

After a while, the slingshot and projectile were taken, and Fan Qingpu immediately took the slingshot and skillfully loaded the projectile.

In the blink of an eye, the bird flapped its wings and flew away, probably sensing danger, for there were several people under the tree.

"Childe, fly away." The little guy is busy reminding.

Fan Qingpu looked up and saw that the bird had flown outside the house.

"Chase."

Before the words fell, he had already taken the bow and ran three feet away.

chased all the way out of the house, but there was no trace of the birds. After searching for most of the street, I found its long colorful tail on the sycamore branches sticking out of the wall of the courtyard of another house.

Fan Qingpu retreated from the little guy who came with him, approached quietly alone, and waited until the distance was almost there, before raising his bow to aim.

"Whoosh......"

Without hesitation, the projectile quickly flew out of the bow. Impartially, it hits the branch where the prey rests, but it passes by the prey. The birds chirp crisply, spread their wings and fly away.

"Ahh......h

Fan Qingpu was looking up regretfully at the prey that flew out of his sphere of influence, but he heard someone screaming from inside the courtyard wall.

Then someone opened the side door and asked loudly, "Who is it?" Who played with a slingshot just now? ”

Fan Qingpu was immediately exposed, because the slingshot in his hand was still being held.

The little guy hurriedly came up to relieve him, and said to the questioner with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my son-in-law just came to hunt birds, did he accidentally hurt you?" ”

The man observed Song Yunchen and the little guy who spoke, and could guess that it was not an ordinary child's child by looking at his clothes. Besides, those who can run around and hunt birds on this street should all have status.

Although he didn't know which family Fan Qingpu was, he was afraid that he would offend people by mistake, so he replied kindly: "It's not me who hurts, it's my second son." ”

On the same street, of course the Fan family knew that this was the mansion of Qin Wangshan, the household servant.

"That's even more offensive. Can the second son be seriously injured? ”

"It's okay, it's just that the projectile hit the forehead and picked up the bag."

Although Fan Qingpu is only twelve, he already has the upright mind of his father Fan Zheng, and when he heard that his projectile had injured someone, he said: "I didn't mean to, can you take me to make compensation to your second son?" ”

"May I ask which house is Childe from?"

"Fan Mansion, just behind."

"Oh, it turned out to be the son of General Fan's mansion. Then please come with me, my son-in-law is in the courtyard. ”

Fan Qingpu followed the subordinates of the Qin Mansion into the backyard from the side gate and saw Qin Chong for the first time.

But I saw him holding a book and reciting under the sycamore, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind. Fan Qingpu didn't hunt a colorful phoenix, but he hunted a young man.

"Qin Gongzi, I'm sorry, the projectile I shot at the bird just now accidentally hit you."

Qin Chong looked up at him, put the book behind him and said, "You beat him?" But it's fine, I didn't get hurt. ”

"I see you have a bag on your forehead, why don't you let people take some medicine?"

"There's no need for that, it'll go away on its own in a while."

"Oh." Fan Qingpu looked at him, he should be about the same age as himself, so he asked casually, "What book do you read?" ”

"Mencius."

"I've read it too, Mencius is eloquent, but I prefer to read Zhuangzi."

"Really? Zhuangzi, a little more casual. Qin Zhong said cautiously, as if he was afraid of damaging Fan Qingpu's confidence.

Fan Qingpu smiled: "I like this." ”

"Everyone has their own ambitions, just like yourself."

“……”

After all, talking about reading is dull, although Fan Qingpu also reads hard, but he doesn't like to talk about this very much. So, it quickly got to the bird.

"Did you see the bird that just landed on the sycamore?"

"No, I'm reading."

"It's a beautiful bird, I've never seen it before. The situation just now reminds me of the 'Biwuqi Old Phoenix Branch' of the Du Gong Department, it's a pity that you didn't pay attention. Some of the things mentioned in the book have to be seen with your own eyes to have a deeper understanding. Why don't I draw it for you next time? ”

Qin Chong is not disgusted by Fan Qingpu's easy-going and talkative temperament.

"Thank you."

"Okay, then I won't bother you with your reading. Oh, by the way, I'm Fan Qingpu, and I haven't asked the daimyo yet. ”

"Qin Chong."