093 Father-son feud
Ye Zheng's white eyes were stunned, obviously stunned: "What...... What the? ”
Gong Chuyue looked at Ye Zhengbai's completely stupid face, and instantly broke the work, she laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Where do you want to go?" What I'm saying is that I want you to be the head of the government. ”
Ye Zhengbai's hanging heart landed safely in an instant, his face turned slightly red, and he looked away and said, "It turned out to be this, Miss Gong, can you finish talking in one go in the future." ”
Gong Chuyue put her hands behind her back, and the corners of her mouth couldn't hide a smug smile: "Okay, I'm kidding you, why are you like a piece of wood, give a happy word, should it be inappropriate?" ”
"Thank you for Miss Gong's kindness, I'm used to being free and loose, I'm afraid I can't take on this position."
Gong Chuyue had already thought of this answer when she came, so she didn't show any surprise, but nodded in response: "Since Ye Daxia is not interested, then I can't force it, but there is one thing that you have to accept." ”
Ye Zhengbai stared at the woman in front of him, and before he could think of it, he saw her take out a square object wrapped in a cloth silk from behind her back.
"What is this?"
Gong Chuyue spread out her palms, leaned in front of his eyes, and gestured: "You will know if you open it and take a look, it will definitely not disappoint you." ”
Ye Zhengbai lowered his eyes, took it with a little concern, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a rare piece of dark iron.
"Last time you saved my life, I wanted to give you a sword, but who knew that you couldn't look down on it, and you had to guard your baby bump that was about to break, so this time I simply asked someone to find a rare dark iron in this world, and you should use it to repair your sword, it should be more than enough."
Although this piece of dark iron is not as good as the one that Lingsu found from the bitter cold land in the extreme north, it can be regarded as a rare treasure in the world, and it is naturally the best to repair the cracks of the Qinggan Sword, but it is ......
"I can't ask for it."
Gong Chuyue flashed a trace of surprise: "Why?" ”
"No merit, I don't want to owe anyone a favor, this piece of dark iron is worth a fortune, and I ask Miss Gong to take it away by herself."
After that, he returned the dark iron to Gong Chuyue's hands.
Gong Chuyue doesn't understand Ye Zhengbai's approach, it stands to reason that once this sword-loving person sees this rare dark iron, he can't wait to swallow it in his stomach, so that he can take it for himself, but this Ye Zhengbai is good, don't want it, and tell her to put it away? !
"If Miss Gong has nothing to do, then she will leave now." As soon as Ye Zhengbai arched his hand, he was about to turn around and leave.
"Hey, do you know that your sword is cracked like this, it's no different from a waste sword at all, if you don't repair it properly, what kind of chivalrous swordsman are you going to be?!" Gong Chuyue said sharply at his back.
Ye Zhengbai's footsteps paused, no one knew the situation of Qingganjian better than him, but even so, he, Ye Zhengbai, could not accept the favor of others in vain.
"Miss Xie Gong cares, but that's a matter of the next, Miss Gong better not interfere and say goodbye."
After speaking, he really walked straight to the barracks without looking back, leaving Gong Chuyue alone in the same place, stamping her feet angrily, she has never seen such a tenacious man since she was a child, for a love debt, she was willing to let her love sword hide in the scabbard like a cripple, and never see the light of day.
Ye Zhengbai, you wait, anyway, we will come for a long time!
The days passed in a blink of an eye, and Dongyi's affairs were handled calmly, and Situ Qianchen and the others returned to the capital smoothly.
Above the court, Mu Zhan, the emperor of Tianyuan Kingdom, praised Situ Qianchen, and also rewarded him with some objects, added a lot of money, good fields and houses, Situ Qianchen led them one by one, and the prince Mu Luo and the fourth prince Mu Zhen who were standing on the side were naturally not very happy, but what could they do, after all, Mu Zhan was still there, and they couldn't say anything disrespectful, so they could only swallow their anger.
Mu Jinghong, who was standing at the end of the court, looked very bad today, his eyebrows were frowning, as if he had something on his mind.
Even Situ Qianchen was so happy to be enthroned, he didn't show the slightest smile.
After Mu Zhan rewarded Situ Qianchen, his eyes inadvertently looked into the distance, and finally landed on the silent Mu Jinghong.
His eyes dimmed, he sighed lightly, and then he called, "Hong'er." ”
Mu Jinghong always hung his head and didn't hear it, until Mu Zhan shouted several times, he woke up from a big dream, and when he looked up, he already found that the eyes of the ministers of martial arts in the court had all fallen on him at this moment.
Mu Jinghong glanced at Mu Zhan, who was high above, because the distance was too far, Mu Zhan's facial features were a little blurred.
Mu Jinghong took a step, his expression did not have any ups and downs, and he arched his hand and said, "Father." ”
Mu Zhan has seven sons under his knees, just count this old man, he is idle all day long, he doesn't learn and has no skills, he lingers in the land of flowers and moons all day long, he is a full sex disciple, Mu Zhan also taught him a good lesson because of this incident before, but who knows, but after a few days of subsidence, he actually went to that kind of place again, and over time, Mu Zhan also lost confidence in this son.
"Hong'er, what were you doing in the back just now? Why did I call you so many times that you couldn't hear me? ”
Standing at the head of the civil and military officials were the crown prince Mu Luo and the fourth prince Mu Zhen, who looked at Mu Jinghong with contempt and a look of good show.
Mu Jinghong lowered his head, did not raise his head, and did not say anything.
It was very quiet in the courtroom, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Mu Zhan frowned, obviously a little displeased: "Hong'er, if your father asks you, why don't you reply?" ”
Situ Qianchen glanced back at Mu Jinghong a little worriedly, on weekdays, although he was not in tune with the court, he didn't go too far, could it be ......
Situ Qianchen suddenly remembered something, sighed lightly in his heart, and took a step forward, covering Mu Zhan's angry gaze for Mu Jinghong: "Your Majesty, the injuries on the Seventh Prince's body have not yet healed, and I ask the emperor to forgive me for any inappropriateness." ”
Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows and said suspiciously: "Hong'er has injuries on his body?" What's going on? ”
Situ Qianchen continued: "That day, the Dongyi people attacked Yucheng, and it was the Seven Princes who fought bravely to kill the enemy and defended the city in the end. ”
Mu Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at his son who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it again, and was a little suspicious: "General Zhaoyi, what you said is true?" ”
"The minister does not dare to deceive."
Mu Zhan trusted Situ Qianchen, his frowning brows stretched slightly, and then he looked at Mu Jinghong and said, "So that's the case, since Hong'er is not feeling well, then I will send the imperial doctor to take a look at you." ”
Mu Jinghong's face was blank, and he didn't even say the last thanks, so he retreated alone.
Such a big disrespect, even if he has made military achievements, no one should be so proud, the crown prince Mu Luo was about to seize this opportunity to punish Mu Jinghong well, but before he could say anything, Mu Zhan had already ordered the eunuch beside him to announce his retreat.
Mu Zhan, supported by the eunuch, got off the dragon chair.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Jing has been waiting outside the court for a long time, saying that she wants to see you."
Mu Zhan closed his eyes slightly, and the sigh on his lips became slightly heavier: "What day is today?" ”
If there is no beginning or end, the eunuch rolled his eyes and then said: "Back to the emperor, today is May 17th." ”
Mu Zhan pondered for a moment, and muttered a repeater, "It turned out to be May 17th, no wonder Hong'er would be so abnormal today, just go to the Tai Hospital with me." ”
At first, the eunuch thought that the emperor was not feeling well again, so he called the sedan chair guard of honor, instructed the sedan chair driver to carry it more smoothly, and the yellow canopy passed leisurely, and went to the northeast corner of the palace and the imperial hospital.
Mu Jinghong's last time in Yucheng was just some skin trauma, it was already good, and the old imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital couldn't see anything wrong, just prescribed a few pairs of medicines, Mu Jinghong took it, and was about to go out, who knew that he ran into the emperor's honor guard.
Mu Jinghong's heart sank, so he had to retreat to the side to salute, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw a pair of yellow boots embroidered with flowing clouds parked in front of him.
"Hong'er, how is your injury?" His voice was not as majestic as that of the court, and it sounded a bit vicissitudes now.
There is a vague hint of the father's concern for his son.
But Mu Jinghong's eyes dimmed, and he replied coldly: "Father Xie cares, this skin injury, the son can't die." ”
Mu Zhan's eyes shrank, he retreated from others, and reached out to help Mu Jinghong up, when he raised his head, Mu Zhan's eyes fell on his face, the sun shone slightly, and he seemed to see the existence of another person from Mu Jinghong's body.
Mu Jinghong looked at Mu Zhan's stunned expression, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer: "What? Did my father feel that I looked very similar to my mother again, so I started to feel sad again? ”
A trace of strangeness flashed in Mu Zhan's chaotic eyes, he Mu Jinghong is like this, in the court, he will always call Mu Zhan his father in a proper manner, but once there is no one else around, his original form will be revealed.
After all, he hated his father.
"Hong'er, today is your mother's sacrifice day, don't forget to go and see her." Mu Zhan lowered his eyes and patted him on the shoulder, a trace of hurt flashed in his eyes.
"You're wrong, it's not me who should see her today, it's you, I used to wonder why my mother died for a man who didn't believe in her at all, but now I understand that she is using her death to remind this negative man all the time how guilty it is to live, because every time he takes a breath, he has to think about how my mother suffocated in the water."
Mu Jinghong gritted his teeth as he spoke, and Mu Zhan turned his back, his face was already full of grief.