In fact, Qin Jimin was already speechless, and he muttered in his heart: Has the monarch's father forgotten that he is still a child, he looks so anxious, as if he will change the position of king to him tomorrow.

He also thought about what his mother had told him in private: Jimin, your father had a very hard time when he was young, and before he could grow up, your grandfather died, and he picked up the burden early, so you must remember to worry a lot about your father.

As a child who loves his elders, he generously forgave his father, such a terrifying thought, Qin Jimin comforted himself. Qin Jimin, who didn't know that he was 'deceived' by his parents, gradually drifted away on the road of loving his parents. In the future, after understanding the governor, loving your parents is a habit engraved in your bones and your own emotions, and it cannot be changed.

However, he really didn't know what to do, so that he could do a good job of King Qin, be as majestic as a monarch's father, and hold up this boundless world for them. said truthfully to Qin Zhaoshi.

Qin Zhaoshi took it to his case, took out the bamboo slips that had been carved in front of the case, and there was an article on it, with a few words, but it taught Qin Jimin that he couldn't take his eyes off.

He asked in surprise: "Father, why are you so handsome?" How long will it take for the people to catch up with you? ”

Qin Zhaoshi didn't know what he had thought of, and his eyes wandered. Seeing this, Qin Jimin understood: it must have been said by his mother, and the appearance of his father must have reminded him of his grandfather again.

Then the general lightly hooked Qin Zhaoshi's big hand and said: "Father, you teach the people, otherwise when you grow up in the future, the words you write will still be so ugly, how can it be revealed in front of people?" ”

Qin Zhaoshi did think of Qin Wugong at this time, but it was not sad, but he and Qin Jimin had asked the same thing and done the same thing, and he was a little nostalgic for a while.

Looking at the pretended sorrow on Qin Jimin's little face, compared to those self-proclaimed literati and inkmen, who moaned for nothing all day, hurt a spring from time to time, and were sad, they were a little more pure and innocent without knowing it.

Qin Zhaoshi smiled heartily, and the sadness in his heart had already turned into nostalgia, but the child was still young, so there was no need to talk to him about such complex emotions, and when the time was ripe, he would understand.

He said: "Jimin, writing is important at two points, do you understand? ”

Looking at Qin Jimin, who shook his head very honestly, Qin Zhaoshi laughed, and the birds that were sneaking here outside the window to cool off flew in shock. The father and son in Quliang Palace were unaware.

Qin Zhaoshi lowered his head, leaned sideways and whispered to Qin Jimin: "The heaviest thing to write is to care, followed by shape." If there is only a form, the words written are only in vain, and there is no soul in them, and only one sentence can be obtained, which is just upright; If the words are intentional, like the dragon of the nine heavens, there is no way to go. If the word is intentional, the shape is not much different, that is, the shape difference is less talked, and there is also a school of charm and charm in the meantime. ”

Qin Jimin seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and asked: "Father, Jimin knows that writing needs to be intended, but how can he have this artistic conception?" ”

Qin Zhaoshi did not reply directly, but said: "Jimin, you close your eyes, before that, carefully look at the Qin characters carved by the monarch's father on the bamboo slips, and then write them down." ”

Qin Jimin acted according to his words, moved from Qin Zhaoshi's side to his side, picked up the bamboo slips on several cases, stared at the first word "Qin" in the book for a long time, and then closed his eyes.

I feel that the word "Qin" is like a martial arts master in a comparison, one stroke at a time, there are its moves in it, and the moves are sharp, and they are free, round and impeccable.

Shocked, Qin Jimin suddenly opened his eyes, and for a while, his eyes were filled with thousands of stars, since his mother's agility and father's wind.

Looking back on what he had just seen, Qin Jimin only felt that it was infinite. Then his reverent gaze fell on Qin Zhaoshi's face. Said: "Father, why are you so powerful? Jimin feels that he has realized something, and he will be able to catch up with you in time. ”

Qin Zhaoshi patted the back of Qin Jimin's head and said, "As a father, I am waiting for the day when you catch up, but don't forget, don't leave behind every day when you carve it, meaning is important, but if you can't hold your carving knife, no matter how intentional it is, it can only rot in your stomach. ”

Qin Jimin nodded fiercely and signaled that he had written it down.

Looking at the child in front of him, Qin Zhaoshi was in a trance, and every move, smile and smile of his father Qin Wugong and his mother when they taught him were clearly imprinted in his mind.

It is as if yesterday he was a babbling and toddler, and today he is a husband and a father, doing what his father did to his brothers in the past, and walking together along the road of destiny.

"Now that you know how to learn a good hand, Jimin understands how to be a good king." Suddenly, Qin Zhaoshi asked the previous words again.

When Qin Jimin wanted to reply, the door of Quliang Palace was suddenly pushed open from the outside, Qin Zhaoshi's father and son looked at the same time, and there was no half of a figure, and when their eyes moved down, both of them shook their heads and smiled.

"Wang Wang ......" is actually an old yellow dog that Qin Zhaoshi raised by his side when he was young, and after more than ten years of companionship, he has long been integrated into Qin Zhaoshi's life.

It was just that when he touched the eyes cast by the old yellow dog, the eyebrows of the father and son softened together, and Qin Jimin even called happily: "Ah Huang, come here." After noticing Qin Zhaoshi's sharp and gentleness, Ah Huang trotted over.

The fur on Ah Huang's body is not as fluffy as when he was young, and it is extremely soft to the touch, but now the hair is clearly rooted, and Qin Jimin's little hands are not very comfortable to touch.

Qin Jimin didn't mind touching it again, Ah Huang also lay down comfortably, and one person and one dog complemented each other in this Quliang Palace. The chirping and chirping outside the window sounded like they were playing summer music for the two of them, cheerful and lively.

Qin Zhaoshi, who couldn't bear to be disturbed, got up and went straight to the inner room, ready to rest, Ah Huang, who was lying on the ground, saw Qin Zhaoshi get up, didn't care about the comfort on his body, got up and slipped into the inner room together.

Seeing this, Qin Zhaoshi helplessly held his forehead, stepped forward and patted Ah Huang's dog head, and whispered: "Ah Huang, I shared the bed with you, it was when Zhaoshi was ignorant when he was young, and now that you are sleeping in one place, your master is afraid that he will not be able to return to 'have a home'." ”

Qin Jimin, who was enjoying the warmth in his hands, suddenly lost the touch in his hands, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Ah Huang was gone, and he heard Ah Huang shouting in the inner room, so they chased after him together.

Qin Zhaoshi heard the footsteps, stood up, pointed to the small couch next to him, and Ah Huang jumped up. Qin Jimin just stepped into the inner room......