Emperor Hongzhi felt a little anxious for no reason.

He regretted a little that he had listened to Fang Jifan's words and wanted to let the prince take charge alone.

Under this mood of suffering from gains and losses, he survived until half the night, and when he got up early the next morning, he remembered that today was a rest.

He still went to the warm pavilion, and looked at the music without a match, but he was absent-minded.

Xiao Jing seemed to see His Majesty's thoughts, so he said, "Why don't Your Majesty summon the crown prince and Fang Jifan to ask?" ”

Emperor Hongji thought about it and seemed to remember the promise made more than a month ago.

After being silent for a long time, he sighed and said: "That's it, I said let them do things well, let them mess around, the sky is falling, and I support it, anyway, I'm used to it." ”

…………

is also anxious, as well as Shen Wen.

Shen Wen was restless, he didn't sleep all night, thinking of his precious son, who didn't even know whether he was alive or dead, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and sighed vigorously.

Early in the morning, Shen Wen, who was restless, ordered someone to carry a sedan chair to Xishan.

The Shen family, under the leadership of Mrs. Zhang, has already arrived at the middle gate and leaned on the door.

Shen Wen was better, he had to hold it, sit in the hall, drink tea, and halfway through eating, he suddenly saw the attendant at home hurriedly come in and said, "The young master is back, ...... back."

"Young Master......"

"Son......"

There was a commotion outside.

Shen Wen's heart was suddenly put down.

Fortunately, at least people are still alive, and it's good to be alive.

So Shen Wenxing rushed to the middle gate, and saw the sedan chair stop outside the middle gate, and a group of people rushed up, and someone opened the sedan curtain, but ......

The curtain was empty!

“……”

"Where's the young master?" Someone asked the palanquin driver.

The palanquin man had a bitter face and hesitated: "The young master said...... He couldn't get used to sitting in a sedan chair, he walked by himself, just behind, master, madam, it's no wonder that the villain, the villain tried to persuade him, but the young master just refused to ......"

"......" Shen Wenru was struck by lightning, his body staggered, he took a step back, his face was as pale as paper......

Isn't it crazy...... Lose your marbles......

What kind of person is his son, he knows best as a father, even if he is in the house, from the front yard to the back garden, this son is too lazy to move around, and he can't wait to ask someone to carry a sedan chair to send it.

He is there in Qin Huai, he is known as the boneless son, on the one hand, it is to show his weakness, Qin Huai, the more rich the son, the more he can't bask in the sun, he can't move his feet, he loves to wear the gorgeous clothes that women wear, there are many flowers and birds on the top, and he wants to apply powder, so he even speaks, if he is full of energy, he will be made fun of, this kind of atmosphere, quite a bit of the Southern Dynasty, the merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country, and the other side still sings the meaning of the backyard flowers.

Shen Wen was naturally very disgusted by this, but everyone in this family doted on Shen Ao, and slowly, Shen Wen had to accept it.

But now...... If this son of his own, if he wasn't crazy, why didn't he even sit in a sedan chair and walked back from such a long way as Xishan?

Isn't that crazy, or what?

Shen Wen felt his heart tingle.

He clutched his heart, feeling like he was about to run out of breath.

At this moment, on the corner of the street, I saw a man carrying a package and came slowly.

His steps were steady, his skin was much darker, and he was still very thin.

But this thinness is different from when he left home, when he was slender, and now, in this early winter, the north wind howls, blowing his sackcloth shirt floating, but his body, like a javelin, is as straight as a javelin, and the softness on his face has long been gone, there are a few more water chestnuts, and his eyes are much more divine.

Shen Ao didn't want to sit in a sedan chair, because he thought the sedan chair was too shaky, or he was more down-to-earth and comfortable.

Came on foot all the way, although there were more than ten miles of land, and he was still carrying a burden behind him, and there was a change of clothes in the baggage, as well as some gifts he brought back, yes, he came back with gifts.

With more than a dozen pounds of burden, plus more than ten miles of walking, Shen Ao didn't feel tired, and he didn't even have the sound of ventilation.

After a month of hard work, he learned how to grow potatoes, memorized most of the agricultural books, and learned to cook, of course, mainly knowing how to peel and master the heat of stewed potatoes.

He had begun to become familiar with and accustomed to the use of fire folds, knew how to start fires, and learned to ride horses, but not yet to be proficient. He also shot arrows, but his archery skills were mediocre; In addition, he also taught himself the medical skills of half a bucket of water, and the physical strength of this body, and he has a good body.

He walked to the door and met his father and mother.

The tears could not be contained, and they swirled in their eyes.

Even Zhang Sanba, I still know filial piety, especially when I see that Zhang's mother is sick, and she moans in a low voice in the middle of the night because of the pain. Shen Ao hid in the quilt and cried at night.

Since he was a child, he has been spoiled by his parents, and he has always taken it for granted, he used to study, and he was filial piety every day, but in fact, he was almost the same as the damn loser of the Fang family, and he understood the truth, but he was completely rude, and he usually caused trouble, and he was so angry that Shen Wen and the Zhang family were half dead.

In Xishan, he finally knew that maybe one day, his parents would be like Zhang Sanba's mother, no matter whether they were rich or poor, they would eventually be dying, they would all be sick, they would all lie on the couch, and they would no longer have the strength to jump up, pointing at their noses and scolding them.

Shen Ao is in the West Mountain, learning more is cherishing.

In fact, at this time, Shen Wen and the Zhang family had not yet recognized Shen Ao.

I only saw a strange man, carrying a burden in front of him, and they were still waiting for a son who was dressed in powder, oily hair and powder, and had a sickly fair complexion.

But the man came to them and wept.

He choked up, put down his burden, and bowed down: "Shen Ao has seen his father, visited his mother, and his son is studying abroad, which worries his father and mother, and he deserves death!" ”

“……”

It was Shen Ao's voice, and it was about the same size.

The only difference is ......

Shen Wen was taken aback.

It's really a son.

But the crux of the matter is ...... He...... He...... He fell to his knees.

In the past, Shen Ao would do such a thing, would he say such a thing?

It's not like my own son.

But Zhang, who was on the side, heard his son's voice, his whole body was already trembling, and he was held by the girl, so he barely held on, and shouted loudly: "Son, my son......"

Shen Ao stood up, dusted off the sackcloth shirt on his body, did not wear a scarf on his head, but just curled up his hair and formed an ordinary bun, he stepped forward and hugged Zhang.

Zhang looked at him carefully, and finally found his son's shadow between his eyebrows and facial features, so he said with tears in his eyes: "Why is it so dark, and I have lost weight like this, where is this to study, this is to practice my son." ”

Shen Ao only pursed his lips and smiled, looking disapproving.

Shen Wen's heart was already overturned, he looked at Shen Ao in disbelief, desperately held back the surprise in his heart, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be calm: "If you have anything to say, go back to the house and talk about it, come here, give the young master a backpack." ”

Then someone stepped forward to take over Shen Ao's burden, but Shen Ao shook his head and said, "The child can carry it on his own." ”

Shen Wen's mind was dazed.

What the hell......

It must be hell.

It's an illusion, it's an illusion.

He was frivolous under his feet, like stepping on cotton, like a dream, and returned to the central hall with pretended to be calm.

Shen Wen and Zhang sat down, but Shen Ao did not sit in a hurry, but opened the baggage and rolled out seven or eight washed potatoes first.

Shen Ao said: "Father, mother, this potato was planted by the child himself, and now the potato has not been promoted, this thing is still rare, and I don't know if my father and mother have tasted it, so they brought some." And ......"

Then, he took a wooden hairpin from the baggage, which looked ordinary but was polished smoothly.

Shen Ao said to the girl next to Zhang, "This is for Fluttershy, Fluttershy, I used to play tricks on you, bully you as a girl, and insult you in every way, I ...... I...... In Xishan, after thinking about it, my heart hurts, I really shouldn't be like this, I heard Zhang Sanba say, men should not bully women, he is right, I don't know how to dissolve your hatred, this hairpin, I learned to make it in my spare time, he is a good carpenter, I learned to do, it took me half a month of effort, you might as well give it a try. ”

He stepped forward and offered the wooden hairpin, with sincerity in his eyes.

That Fluttershy was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out, usually the young master didn't beat her angrily, she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but when she met Shen Ao's gaze, she was a little sluggish, and the ghost made the god take the hairpin!

I saw that this hairpin was very smooth to the touch, although it was only made of wood that was not worth the money, but it could be seen that a lot of thought had been spent.

Fluttershy takes the hairpin, but her eyes still have the trepidation in her dreams.

I'm afraid that when I wake up from a dream, the world will return to the way it was.

Shen Ao then smiled again, he seemed to be used to a peaceful smile, and there was no longer the arrogance or pretentiousness of the past.

He said: "I wanted to bring back a little more gifts, but when I think about it, my father and mother are at home and don't lack anything, so even if I bring them back, it's useless." ”

"......" Shen Wen did not say a word from beginning to end.

He has been staring at his son, and he has been wondering what happened to his son.

It can be seen that his son looks like this, but it gives Shen Wen a different feeling.

Although he did not wear luxurious clothes, although he did not wear gold and jade, although he did not wear a scarf on his head.

But...... Shen Ao's current appearance should be what a scholar should be, gentle and elegant, neither humble nor arrogant, polite, and knows what to advance and retreat.

But the question is, is such a son still his own son?

"Father's ......"

At this time, Shen Wen saw that his son was actually acting towards him.

This is a very standard reading etiquette, not perfunctory, solemn, when he called his father, behind that voice, there seemed to be sincere emotions.