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After entering the palace in the morning. Almost the whole day was left in the warm pavilion of the Qiankun Palace.

Father Emperor Professor seriousness. Silk Qing is also extremely fast. It's been less than a day. He already had a clear understanding of the handling process of that official business, and the main heart and pulse that could not be easily moved.

Bao Rui's vision is really not bad. This fourth son of the emperor is indeed a natural talent for governing the country. Many ideas have collided with Bao Rui in one place. Because of the beginner, it is inevitable that there are some uncertainties in the first place.

The exchange of the day. Father and son are very accommodating. Whether it's the rhythm of the mind or the wordless mind of the heart. There is always a sense of natural fit from time to time.

So. Bao Rui never doubted his attention and recognition of Bao Qing. After the current professor. It turned into a deep relief. He ordered a stick of jasmine to be burned. Sit with your arms folded and leaning on the side. Look at Bo Qing under his suggestion, holding a cinnabar pen and reviewing the sparse play. That Xiao seems to have his own side face is angular but adds a beautiful charm, and the peach blossom eyes that are exactly the same as himself are mixed with a glimpse of the ethereal fairy temperament. His focused expression under the lamp, the slightly gathered eyebrows, the thin lips of the knife carving, the sometimes slack, and the jaw that is raised and raised at one time...... There is nothing that does not make the heart of the father of Parui happy.

This moment. He suddenly felt that he had raised and cultivated an excellent son in his life. It was the greatest achievement of his life. This achievement is incomprehensible even if he is the emperor of Great Chu and the virtuous monarch of a country.

This son is all he has. It is the condensation of his unreserved heart, strength, and energy in this life. So what's not to be satisfied with. In the name of the Father, I pity the son. He. What more could you ask for?

A gust of night wind slowly blew away the palace candle fireworks that rose here. Jasmine incense and candle smoke together to pluck the enchantment. The warm pavilion of this Chu Palace is more and more clear and quiet. This moment is like a miniature paradise of peace and tranquility on earth.

"Father." Bao Qing suddenly glanced sideways.

"Hmm." Bao Rui thought that Bao Qing had a place that he didn't understand. Busy leaning over.

But I saw that Bo Qing had just read a sparse piece of sparse music and put it aside. Fu handed another note to Bo Rui with both hands.

"What is this?" Bao Rui took it puzzled. Look down. But I saw that it was a reply one by one.

Bo Qing bowed his head humbly at this time: "My father trusts my son. Let Erchen Zhu Pi sparsely play. But the son's notes are different from the father's notes. After catching up with Ming'er, these ministers saw the distribution of the folds. I knew that it was the son's approval. I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble." He spoke with sincerity. He raised his eyes and nodded at the note that had just been handed over." Therefore, Erchen did not directly review the fold. Instead, I wrote down my thoughts and opinions on a separate note." Smile at it." Reconcile the accounts one by one and pay attention to the neatness. It doesn't look like it's going to be messy. My father is getting older. But he still has to work hard and hurt himself night and night for the official affairs of Chu State. If you can do your best...... and suddenly realize that it is not necessary. I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh in amusement." Never mind. The sons are incompetent. I can't help you for the time being."

Bao Ruibian unconsciously followed the words of Bao Qing and turned his mind. Bian Yu has a hot spring in his heart, and the whole person is warm and comforting from the inside out. I heard my son go around this for a long time. At this moment, I finally understood a little bit of the meaning. But I saw that he said no more. He also smiled and shook his head: "You want to say that I have saved the time of bothering to read these few folds. Just copy what you have approved."

"The son is naïve. First taste. How can you be in the hall of elegance?" Bo Qing raised his eyes and smiled. The father's power as a son is not said...... Oh. Or just a joke." He really didn't think too much of himself and believed in his own abilities. It was completely out of sympathy for my father and impatient help.

Parui understands. knows that his son has always been filial: "You are not allowed to be so contemptuous and self-degraded." He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be serious. I've been watching it here for a long time. I really feel that your approval is very unique. It's the first time I've come into contact with it, but it's also very stable." It's not all pandering. Most of the time it's true. He raised his eyebrows and quipped. You were brought up by your father. If it is compared to a master and apprentice, it is also a unique disciple of the father's lineage. Isn't it despised to despise your father." I took advantage of the fun to make fun even more. He put his arm around his son's shoulders, and the two of them were together. Lowered his voice a little. Pretend to be mysterious." You know what. When you were a child. When you haven't even finished your speech. When my father was in this imperial study or in the warm pavilion to deal with government affairs. Just like to take you with me. You haven't grown your hair yet. I've already started to get in touch with things like the Song Shu and the Case. My father always likes a batch of folds and will hold you on his lap. Or put you on the desk and make you your father's desk town." There was another burst of laughter. He's in a good mood. Count the bits and pieces that have come step by step before. The most pleasant thing is to remember and think about the scene when my son was a child.

"Hmm. And it's a desk town with flesh and blood and feelings." Bao Qing's expression is exaggerated. It made Bao Rui laugh even more. He couldn't help but laugh himself.

The father and son were stuffy and stuffy for a few days. At this moment, it can be said that I have a complete catharsis.

The father-in-law who served the tea lost no time in presenting the freshly cooked hot tea. Bao Qing took it and handed it over to Bao Rui in person: "Father." The call of the jaw, the sound waves and the expression are all sincerely moving." The son just wanted to be able to share the burden for his father. It's a little bit to be able to share a little. At least...... It can reduce the slightest fatigue for the emperor. That's good, too." And a sigh of nostalgia and helplessness.

"My son is filial. It is the most miraculous medicine that makes my father tired and dissipated." Bao Rui only felt that the warmth around his body was even stronger. His expression was also moved." Father promises you. Go to bed early today. It's not all about your filial piety."

"The father is piled up tomorrow. Isn't it busier and more tired to catch up with tomorrow." Bo Qing's eyebrows were covered with gloom and slight hatred, and he was vaguely ashamed." There are some people who are like that. They all brought their fathers to the ditch. They always persuaded their father to rest early and rest early. Obviously, in order to please his father, he didn't say anything about it, let alone sincere perfunctory words. Isn't Ming'er more tired after resting today?" I caught a glimpse of the waiter standing beside him, wiping his sweat secretly. Bao Qingcai later felt that his unintentional words had offended a vote. Hurriedly turned his face and added another sentence to the waiter. The king did not point to it. Father-in-law, don't sit down."

If the chamberlain had only secretly tugged at his heart before. Now I suddenly heard King Rong Jin talking to himself. It's so real that it almost doesn't jump up in the ground. Busy holding his mood, he hurriedly bowed: "The slave doesn't dare. Minions don't dare to ......"

It made Bao Rui more and more unbearable.

Bao Qing ignored the waiter. Turning his eyes to Bo Rui: "My son only hates that he can't share it for his father. I can't make my father relieve the fatigue of this body."

"You have this heart. Isn't that enough?" Bao Rui Zhanyan. Precipitated a sentence with a very positive tone. I took a sip of the hot tea to my lips. He was genuinely moved. The thoughts are also getting stronger day by day. In fact, he wanted to say to Boqing. What's the hurry. When you enter the East Palace, you will become the crown prince. You can help your father manage the government and share the burden for your father. The father can breathe a sigh of relief, and he doesn't have to work so hard day and night. But he didn't say it that way. He was afraid that if he said something abrupt, he would scare Boqing again.

The spirit of the rhino floats in the heart a little. Bo Qing's expression moved: "Sons and daughters accompany their fathers more."

Bow Bow Head.

It's good to be quiet in a room. The moon is bright and clear, and the palace candles are luxurious and bright. At this time, the night is good, the wind is good, the lights are good, the flowers are good, the moon is good, the people are good, and you are good......

It was very late when he returned home on this day. Originally, his father wanted to keep him in the palace for one night. But Bao Qing read the rules of etiquette and insisted on resigning; Bo Rui thought about it. Thinking of this time, a group of people were staring at Baba, eager to quickly find out what was wrong with King Rongjin. I didn't insist anymore.

This hour is already quiet. But when Bao Qing was accompanied by the night guards, he traveled along the Qianmo trail to the east wing. But in the small pavilion of the courtyard, he saw Jiang Yanzheng alone in the pavilion.

Dressed in a white robe and covered with a black robe. It's still the same outfit that I'm used to. Such as the moon from the sky 3,000 feet of flying down. Fell and fell and sprinkled on Jiang Yan's jade-white skin. I don't know if it's because of the rendering of the night and the whole person is unique. The silhouette shows a bit of a suddenness. The whole person is simple and clean, and it is not spotless.

Silk clear stop step.

Fang Cai didn't see Jiang Yan outside the main gate of the palace. And every time he returns home, Jiang Yan will definitely be at the door to greet him personally. Therefore, Boqing understood that the housekeeper must be waiting for him in the house. If you don't come back. Jiang Yan will not sleep in peace.

He raised his hand and withdrew from the guards who followed. He walked towards Jiang Yan with a step.

A gust of wind rises. Although it is secluded, it is wrapped in the warmth of summer. On this dark night. It's a little cool.

Who abandons leisure for a long time. Every spring comes. The melancholy is still there. The cycle goes round and round all year round. And that state of mind is constantly drunk, awake, and dreaming in it...... A few layers of worries, a few pleasant things. The floating life is always empty.

Drinking wine often before flowering. Don't quit in the mirror. Willows on the riverside green embankment. For the new sorrow. What happens every year.

At this time. The moonlight suddenly latent into the invisible clouds and dark waves. The already dazed vision became even more confused and distant.

Bao Qing stepped on the kiosk. and Jiang Yan, who is also incomparably clean. Form a pattern of one mile and one outside the unparalleled son's vulture-shaped pair.

The luminous light is clear, and the cool breeze is slight. The son of Biren is alone in the world, and he will only know his bosom friend.

This scene is very different in the world.

Independent small bridge full of sleeves. Hirabayashi Crescent people returned......