Lan Ziyi bowed slightly, which was regarded as a response, and he followed after Lan Qianzhen took a step.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting cooler and cooler, and although Lan Ziyi's camping place is still a long distance away from the river, the water vapor on the river can still easily gather into the wind and blow it. The autumn wind is bleak, the trees are silent, and I don't know if it is the effect of the light, anyway, many of the green leaves in Lan Ziyi's sight are showing signs of yellowing.

After discovering that the image of dead leaves appeared in his mind, Lan Ziyi immediately pulled his eyes away, his Lan family was in full swing at the moment, and it was very unlucky to think of such a ruin as falling leaves at this time. Lan Qianzhen felt the strangeness of his son, and after not speaking for a long time, he turned around and asked:

"Why did Ziyi suddenly get excited? What's bothering you? ”

Lan Ziyi pointed to the lights scattered around him to make an excuse:

"I'm just worried that brother, it's dangerous for them to spread too far?"

Lan Qianzhen smiled:

"Worried about who's in danger? Is it you or a few of your older brothers? Don't pretend, you know very well that you don't have to worry about anyone's safety. ”

Saying that, Lan Qianzhen raised his hand and patted the handle of his knife. Lan Ziyi saw that he couldn't hide it from his father, so he had to say what he was worried about just now, Lan Qianzhen took a deep breath after hearing it, and then said:

"But follow your heart, I don't have to worry about it."

Lan Ziyi said:

"In the past, Liu Yuxi wrote a poem and said: 'This year's flowers will change color, and next year's flowers will bloom again, who is there', and changed to 'the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year' and felt hateful, and sure enough, Liu Gong died at the beginning of the next year (pawned out the "Poem of Ability"). The so-called subtlety

It is not a good omen that the withered elephant is not in harmony with the joy of today's feast. “

Hearing this, Lan Qianzhen smiled bitterly and said:

"What about good omens, what about bad omens? Ziyi, I told you before you entered Beijing, my family is in an extremely powerful position and can't retreat, and I don't need to occupy the capital to know the danger of the future, but what can you and my father and son do? ”

Saying that, Lan Qianzhen pulled Lan Ziyi towards the river, Xiao Xiao's wind swept the ripples on the river, and the sound of the waves hit the stars in the sky and scattered. Lan Qianzhen pointed to Dajiang and said:

"Ziyi, you see, this autumn wind seems to blow the sky and the earth clearly, but in fact, there is a chill under the feet, the wind is becoming a concubine, and the green leaves will wither, which no one can stop."

This is the first time Lan Ziyi has seen himself so emotional, but his father is so emotional, Lan Qianzhen is completely open to reveal his true feelings at this time, and the emotions that rush out of his heart are not inferior to the surging river. It may be that too intense feelings have turned up too many memories, Lan Qianzhen fell into deep thought after confiding in his son, he looked at the river, the light of Wei Rui could only illuminate his face a little, and the colorful face dyed by the light showed endless exhaustion, Lan Ziyi glanced at it and immediately withdrew his eyes, because his father under the light looked like an old man in a sixtieth year, but it was clear that he was not even forty years old this year.

Lan Qianzhen carried the lamp and pressed the handle of the knife, holding his head high to meet the autumn wind, but the wind in Jiangdong was too weak, and it was not as fierce as that of Saibei, and Lan Qianzhen could not be blown away by the wind, so he could only stand quietly with his son and be lonely. After a long time, Lan Qianzhen finally spoke, and he said:

"I guess you already know what I'm going to say to you, right?"

Lan Ziyi said:

"Dad, do you still want me to go back to Yanguan with you?"

Lan Qianzhen turned around and nodded solemnly at his son, and he said:

"Yes, I want you to go back with me. Now you have seen it in the capital, what is this like? The Chinese military forces of the DPRK and the princes of the inner court formed their own parties, dumped each other, had many powers, and had different government decrees, so how could the smoky imperial court stay? How can you stay? ”

Lan Ziyi said:

"So father, that's why you left."

Lan Qianzhen turned around and faced the river again, and he said:

"It's not just me that's why I'm leaving, you're going to have to go."

Lan Ziyi asked:

"Dad, you know very well, I can't leave, I'm a proton, I have to be a hostage in the capital for a day when you are in the town, and the court won't let me go back with you."

Hearing this, Lan Qianzhen snorted coldly:

"I've been in the battle for so many years, so I sent you as a hostage this year, and I didn't see what the court did to me when I wasn't sent before."

Lan Ziyi said:

"It's an eventful time."

Lan Qianzhen said:

"It is precisely because it is an eventful autumn that the court does not dare to do anything to me, the court cannot beat me, I have no intention of rebelling, even if the court wants to cut me, he has no money and no food, you go back with me and at most provoke some impeachment and accusations. If the court really doesn't let you go, why don't you send my father-in-law to send a Taicheng guard? ”

Lan Ziyi replied:

"That's my father-in-law, who can trust my father and me."

Hearing this, Lan Qianzhen glanced back at his son, and this time he quickly turned his gaze back to the river, and he said:

"You don't want to go."

Lan Ziyi thought for a moment and replied:

"Dad, if you don't call away, you call it away."

Hearing this, Lan Qianzhen sighed and shook his head, his face full of pain, and he asked:

"So you have to wade into this troubled water?"

Lan Ziyi said:

"I'm not wading into troubled waters, I'm trying to give our Lan family a future."

Lan Qianzhen smiled bitterly:

"Take chestnuts in the fire, fish in troubled waters, if you can gamble on a future, everyone in this world has a future."

Lan Ziyi said:

"Dad, since the establishment of the Taisho Dynasty, no matter how general is forbidden to the army, none of them who are born in martial arts have a good end, why? It's nothing more than because the rabbit died and the dog cooked, and the people who got the power thought I was an eagle dog, and they threw us away when they ran out. ”

Lan Qianzhen sighed:

"The emperor and the court will not allow Qiu Ba to exercise power."

Lan Ziyi said:

"If we don't grasp power, we can only be slaves for generations, and we can only be slaves to the emperor, what does it mean that those poor talents who fiddle with knives and pens also ride on our heads? Can this be tolerated? ”

Lan Qianzhen looked at his son, his eyes were indescribably complicated, and it turned out to be a kind of excitement when he looked closely, but under the excitement was deep fear. Lan Qianzhen said:

"Son, those who play with fire will burn themselves, and if you want to take that thing, it will make you lose your head!"

Lan Ziyi looked at his father, his eyes were firm, and he said:

"Dad, the emperor is old, King De and the crown prince compete for the throne, this is a golden opportunity, as long as you seize this opportunity to assist the prince to ascend the throne, as soon as the new emperor takes the throne, my Lan family will be able to hold out a piece of heaven of their own, and they no longer have to look up to others."

Lan Qianzhen didn't respond to his son's words, he just repeated his own words just now:

"If you're on the wrong line, you'll lose your head."

Lan Ziyi said:

"If you don't stand in line, your head won't be faster. Dad, our family can't be obscure anymore. ”

Lan Qianzhen smiled bitterly twice, shook his head again, and said:

"Come on, you are determined to turn the clouds and rain in the capital. If you don't get it, you will suffer it, if you have it, you will lose it, and if you lose it, you will do everything, and somehow you and I, father and son, have come to this point. ”

Lan Ziyi asked:

"Dad, are you trying to persuade me?"

Lan Qianzhen stretched out his hand and patted his son on the shoulder and said:

"I'm talking about myself, if I hadn't been so deliberate about making achievements back then, you and I wouldn't have to worry about our own heads today. Let's go, let's go back to the camp, it's late at night, it's time to sleep. ”

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