Get on the carriage to the border city.

Zhao Zijian squinted his eyes and looked at the countless laughter and laughter that were floating out, and a touch of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

Zhongli was sitting in the spacious carriage with Xiao Ping'an and Zhao Zichen at this time, telling them stories with a smile.

"Second aunt, second aunt, what happened later? Did Tang Seng find out that the woman was a monster? ”

Zhao Zijian next to him also looked at Zhongli with a look of surprise and curiosity.

Zhongli hooked the corners of her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were full of warm color, she reached out to hold Xiao Ping'an in her arms, and then smiled and continued to tell them the story.

"yes, of course. But how? Sun Wukong, who can subdue the monster, has been driven away by Tang Seng, and Tang Seng has now fallen into the hands of the monster, is he going to die? ”

She cast her gaze on Zhao Zichen opposite.

"What does Your Highness think?"

"I don't think he's going to die, right?"

Although he can't say why he thinks this way, he doesn't know what the law of the protagonist will not die, so he can only say it honestly.

"Why don't you die?"

Zhongli continued to ask, and there was a great sense of breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

Zhao Zichen was originally talking nonsense, so now that Zhongli asked like this, how did he know what would happen? So he could only shake his head innocently, saying that he didn't know.

"That's because, evil is invincible! Because of those goblins, what are they arresting Tang Seng for? It's to eat meat and live forever, isn't it? So? They are all bad people, they are evil. But good will triumph over evil. ”

"So, is my imperial grandfather also a bad person? I'd heard him talk about immortality and stuff before. ”

Zhao Zichen is very good at drawing inferences from one another, and the words he said made Zhongli speechless.

Zhongli shook his head helplessly at Zhao Zichen.

"No, it's not. Although your imperial grandfather is obsessed with alchemy and immortality, whether he is a bad person or not depends on whether he has done anything to others that harms them. Got it? ”

Zhongli looked at the six or seven-year-old child in front of him, and he was also a little sad.

In modern times, children at this time are still holding dolls and toys all day long, right?

"Got it. But what about after that? The teacher hasn't said yet, what happened after that. ”

Zhongli was a little helpless about the fact that this kid kept calling him a teacher, but no matter how he corrected it, he just didn't change it, and in the end he could only go with him.

"After that, of course, Tang Seng's second senior brother went to find Sun Wukong and came back to rescue the master! Because they are going to the western heaven to obtain the true scriptures! ”

"Why do they want to learn from the West? Wouldn't it be better not to go? ”

Xiao Ping'an was a little puzzled.

Since it's so tiring to go to learn scriptures, can't you take a carriage? Can't you buy your own food? Do you have to go to those monsters' houses to make a fortune?

And wouldn't it be better if we didn't learn from it?

Zhongli laughed directly when he heard this.

"Haha, but, studying is also very tiring, why do you want to study? It's also tiring to practice calligraphy, why do you want to practice? ”

The little guy couldn't help frowning and lowered his eyes to silence.

Zhongli looked at the little guy's deflated mouth, hooked the corners of his lips and turned his head to look at Zhao Zichen, with encouragement in his eyes.

"What does Your Highness think? Since you're so tired, why don't you stop and take a break? Since it's so hard, why don't you just go home and get fame and become an official? ”

"Because...... Because ......"

Zhao Zichen only felt that talking to Zhong Li could always get something that he usually couldn't get from other masters.

It's just that now, he has a thousand words in his heart, but he always feels that he can't say them.

That's because Tang Seng has the world in his heart, and he has his own sense of responsibility and responsibility. From the moment he was chosen as the messenger of the Western Heaven to learn the scriptures, he had his own responsibility and responsibility, and he wanted to obtain the scriptures for the people. And you are the same, aren't you? You all have your own things to do, and every age has to do your own things. Xiao Ping'an now just wants to grow up happily and learn a little bit. As for Your Highness, not only do you have to grow up peacefully, but at the same time, your identity determines that you have to learn more things and work harder, so that you can become a better version of yourself in the future. ”

Zhao Zichen had never heard of this, so now listening to Zhongli talk about this, he felt very warm and warm.

"Okay."

Zhongli continued to tell them later, and by the time he returned to the border city, Zhongli had already told a large part of the story.

"So you see, after so many days of preaching, they went through so many tribulations just to get the true scriptures. This means that if we want to do something, we must go through hardships, but can we give up? ”

"Can't!"

"Can't!"

Two voices, coming from two different mouths, made Zhongli laugh.

He's been telling them a lot of chicken soup from this story lately, and now it's a knee-jerk reaction for the two of them.

Although Zhao Zichen recognized Zhongli as a teacher, he did not stay in Qingyang Palace, but was directly sent to the Border City Academy by Zhao Yiyan. Because when the Border City Academy was established before, there were Zhao Zijian's people in it.

In addition, Zhao Zijian had already asked people to say hello here in advance after making a plan, so Zhao Zichen stayed in the academy that night.

"That child, when he leaves his parents and leaves home alone, I don't know if he will be sad and afraid."

That night, Zhongli frowned and spoke.

But Zhao Yiyan was a little worried, her daughter-in-law was good at everything, but she was too much to manage.

When the two of them didn't get married before, he couldn't care about it, but now that Zhongli spends more time on other people, the less time he spends on himself.

"Don't worry, he's not too young. Some children become fathers at the age of fourteen or fifteen, can you say that they are young? So let's go to sleep, shall we? It's been a long time since I've slept with you in my arms! ”

The man's burning gaze fell on Zhongli, and there was some meaning between his words.

Zhongli couldn't help but blush, biting his lip and glaring at Zhao Yiyan fiercely, but he still blushed and nodded lightly at Zhao Yiyan.

"Good!"

It's just that when the two of them were about to go to bed, they heard a "bang" knock on the door outside.

"Second aunt, I still want to hear the story of Sun Wukong, can you tell me about it again?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yiyan directly darkened his handsome face, while Zhongli next to him laughed happily, and the flowers trembled.

Zhao Yiyan couldn't help but touch his nose, sighed helplessly, reached out and scratched Zhongli's nose, lowered his voice, and grinned threateningly.

"You conscienceless, don't you want me?"

Zhongli smacked the other party fiercely, stretched out his finger to poke the man's solid chest, looked at the other party helplessly, and shook his head.

"I want you to belong to me, I miss you, but can you, can you not do this...... You go open the door first! ”

Listening to the little guy outside who was already a little anxious to say it again, Zhongli pointed to the door.

Zhao Yiyan turned over and got out of bed, opened the door coldly, lowered his eyes and looked at the little radish head in front of him and was about to speak, but who knows, the child's dark eyes glanced inside, and then without saying a word, he rushed in from next to Zhao Yiyan.

Inside, the voices of Xiao Ping'an and Zhongli suddenly sounded.

"Xiao Ping'an, are you afraid?"

"Not really! People obviously want to hear the story. Second aunt, keep telling me stories! And then? How happened to Monkey King? Did you hit a youkai? ”

Zhao Yiyan entered the door with a heavy face, and saw Zhongli lying on the bed with Xiao Ping'an in his arms, smiling helplessly at him.

"I'm sorry, but can you go to the study first tonight?"

Zhao Yiyan said that it is not good at all, this bed is his own, the beauty on this bed is his own, where is the reason to let the beauty of his family go out with the bed?

"No, not at all. People also want to listen to stories, and I'm also curious about what stories you tell them every day, and why I don't know. ”

Zhao Yiyan's words made Zhongli shudder fiercely, and then couldn't help but roll his eyes at him and speak speechlessly.

"How old are you?"

But Zhao Yiyan didn't care, directly lifted the quilt and got in.

With the child by his side, Zhongli couldn't speak, so he only glared at Zhao Yiyan angrily and slowly began to tell the story.

When Xiao Ping'an's heavy breathing echoed, Zhongli stopped talking and carefully covered Xiao Ping'an with a quilt, but he didn't expect that when her hand was about to be withdrawn, the man directly grabbed her fingers, and then dragged it heavily to this side.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhongli was startled and hurriedly turned his head to look at Xiao Ping'an.

When she saw that the little man was still asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but clench her fist a few times and hit the man's chest a few times in annoyance.

"Don't worry, I know the ground. I won't wake him up. I miss you so much, don't you miss me? ”

Zhongli leaned on the man's chest, listening to his heartbeat like a drum, and suddenly spoke.

"Let's have a baby, shall we? Like Xiao Ping'an? I think he must be a good older brother. ”

"Why do you have such an idea?"

Zhao Yiyan was a little curious, he stretched out his hand to push Zhongli away, and looked at her fixedly.

"Actually, there is nothing. It's just that the two of us are not young anymore, and as you said before, people can be fathers at the age of fourteen or fifteen. But you're ......"

After Zhongli finished speaking, Zhao Yiyan directly darkened his handsome face, he turned his head with a sinking face, and stared at Zhongli deadly.

"You're disgusted that I'm too old?"

Zhongli couldn't help but laugh, then leaned over and grabbed the man's lips and kissed him.

"No, no, no! You're not old at all, and I don't dislike it. ”

Zhao Yiyan's voice was a little hoarse.

"Otherwise, you show me!"