King Wei left the capital again, the weather had turned cold, the first snow had fallen, not big, sprinkled for a while, and the branches pressed a layer of pear blossom white.

The king of Wei led his horse and stood at the gate of the city, and the guards walked far away, and when he saw Yuwen Hao riding his horse, he lowered his hat a little, and sighed, with white smoke in his mouth.

Yu Wenhao came to the city gate, turned over and fell off his horse, took a jar of wine from the horse's back and handed it to him, "Beijun is bitterly cold, maybe the wine in the capital can dispel some cold." ”

King Wei smiled, his lips were a little chapped and bleeding, and his smile was a little hideous, he reached out and took it and tied it to the horse, "Such a little wine, if you can't stay in the Great North, you have to drink it on the way." ”

Yu Wenhao looked at him, "When will you come back?" ”

"Not mad at me?" King Wei asked rhetorically.

"It's over." Yuwen Haoyun said lightly, "Brothers, you shouldn't remember the unpleasant, and besides, this time you did me a great favor, I should thank you." ”

"It's you who let me breathe a sigh of relief, it's okay to find whoever you want to do this, you don't have to look for me, Lao Wu, wait for two years, come back and drink with you, and then renew the brotherhood." King Wei said.

"A person is inevitably lonely, have you ever thought about finding another person?" Yuwen Hao couldn't bear to see him like this, he shouldn't have mentioned it, but as a brother, he always hoped that there would be someone around him who knew the cold and the hot.

"Unworthy!" Two words came out of the chapped lips, light and fluttering, but also heavy.

Yu Wenhao looked at him, inexplicably sad, "It's really irreparable?" ”

King Wei laughed bloodshot, and his eyes were as heavy as the depressed sky, "It's even more unworthy!" ”

He turned around and got on the horse, turned his back to Yu Wenhao, waved his hand, and felt that his sleeves were full of wind and frost, "People like me should die without a whole corpse, and the soul will never return to their hometown, cherish the people around you, be kind to her, and do your best, otherwise you will regret it." ”

The horse's hooves kicked away, and a black shadow gradually disappeared on the official road, and it was no longer visible.

Yu Wenhao led the horse and walked back slowly, the third child's words made him feel a sour feeling in his chest, and he couldn't get rid of it.

He didn't go back to the yamen, but went back to the mansion and wanted to talk to Yuan Qingling, but Yuan Qingling went to the academy and didn't come back until the evening.

He sat alone in the study for a while, and felt that it was boring to sit so dry, so he went to play with the dim sums.

The dim sum was in the south room, Tang Yang taught them to read and write, they sat upright, making a look of thirst for knowledge, Tang Yang pointed to the words, and asked one by one: "How to read?" ”

The dim sum replied fluently, Tang Yang was very satisfied, touched their heads, and said appreciatively: "Buddies are so smart." ”

Baozi giggled, "Master Tang, we can also recite poems, and my mother taught us to memorize poems." ”

"Oh? What kind of poems do you memorize? Listen to it. "Tang Yang is interested.

Baozi frowned and thought for a moment, "I don't remember the grinding chirp in front, just remember the next few sentences." ”

"How many more can I remember? Memorize it! Tang Yang said with a smile.

Baozi puffed up his chest and read vigorously: "The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years, and returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Ming Hall, carrying male and female rabbits, and sharpening knives to pigs and sheep." ”

Tang Yang listened to the first few sentences, and suddenly felt admiration, and listened to the last two sentences, this is not right, "How can the Son of Heaven carry the male and female rabbits and sharpen the knife to the pigs and sheep?" Is it like that? ”

"That's it." Baozi said.

Tang Yang looked at the rice balls and glutinous rice, "Really?" Is this how A-Niang taught? ”

Tang Yuan couldn't remember, as for glutinous rice has always been an echo worm, what the eldest brother says is what it is, so he nodded honestly, "That's the case." ”

"The front is magnificent, why did the little family go back to kill pigs and sheep in the back? Even if you want to kill, you can't sit in the Ming Hall and kill the Son of Heaven. Tang Yang muttered.

Yu Wenhao listened outside, and when he heard the sentence that the general died in a hundred battles and the soldiers returned in ten years, he thought of King Wei and felt quite uncomfortable.

Just after listening to the last two sentences, he couldn't help laughing, but he dispelled a little sadness.

He pushed the door in and asked with a smile, "What?" Still thinking about asking your imperial grandfather to kill pigs and sheep? ”

"Daddy!" The three little ones only saw Yuwen Hao coming, and shouted happily in unison.

"Your Highness, this doesn't make sense." Tang Yang was still more serious, "I have to ask the crown princess tonight." ”

"You should ask," Yu Wenhao looked at them and asked, "Take you to find the imperial grandfather, okay?" ”

"Good!" The three little ones shouted happily.

Today, the third child is gone, and the father should be sad in his heart, maybe he should take the children into the palace to visit him.

All the way into the palace, the carriage was very noisy, and Yu Wenhao regretted it again.

Family fun is not so easy to enjoy, especially when you are one against three.

"The mung bean cakes in my grandmother's palace are delicious, and my grandmother likes to eat them for me." Tang Yuan was worried about eating, and he blindly remembered the kindness of his great-grandmother.

Baozi said old-fashionedly: "My grandmother is dead, how can I give you a cake?" ”

"Wouldn't it be okay to call her back?" Tangyuan said.

"How can you come back if you die? To be dead is to be dead, to be buried in the ground. "The bun is not angry.

Xiao Nuomi leaned his head over, "Buried in the ground?" How uncomfortable is that, can you exhale? It's uncomfortable to hold your breath. ”

"It's not just buried in the ground," Baozi knows a lot, "you have to brew her in a wooden box first, and you can exhale in the wooden box." ”

"I see, that person lives in a wooden box, how boring, no one speaks." Xiao Nuomi suddenly felt very sorry for her grandmother, and she remembered that her grandmother was good to him.

"Then we'll talk to her another day." Tang Yang shook Yu Wenhao's arm, "Daddy, you take me to find my great-grandmother another day, I want to eat mung bean cakes." ”

Yu Wenhao looked at his dark and innocent eyes, suppressed his sadness and nodded, "Okay, let's go another day." ”

"Uncle Xu Yi said that my grandmother also died, but I don't like my grandmother." Tangyuan said.

"I don't like it either!" Baozi and Xiao Nuomi also agreed, and the three little ones had never agreed so together.

"Everyone dies." Baozi suddenly said something like this, "Everyone has to be brewed in a box and buried in the ground, and only one person is left." ”

When Yu Wenhao heard this, he looked at him in shock.

Death is something that everyone has to face, he is a person who has returned from the battlefield, and he is no stranger to death at all, especially when the two armies are facing each other, he has put life and death aside.

However, after being with Lao Yuan, he was suddenly afraid of facing death.

Not only his death, but also everyone around him who cares, he is afraid.

He couldn't imagine how he would feel if one day death wanted to separate him from Lao Yuan.

This is probably the cruelest thing in the world, because there will be no more indefinite meeting, and people who were once so close will depend on each other day and night, and in the end they will go their separate ways.

Thinking of this, he shuddered.

"Who told you this?" Yu Wenhao asked him.

Baozi said: "No one, I thought of it myself." ”

"Don't think about it in the future." Yu Wenhao sank his face and said, a child less than two years old always thinks about these things of life and death, which is really terrifying.

Sanxiao saw that his father's face was not good, so he didn't dare to say any more.

On the contrary, Tang Yuan looked at the buns with a thoughtful face, and there was a look of admiration.