Qin Zhenhai put away the oil umbrella and put it next to the door under the eaves, the rain quickly converged into a small beach along the tip of the umbrella touching the ground, he stepped into the door of the third son's big open, and saw him sitting on a soft mat on the floor of the inner room with his back to the door, and he was tinkering with a wooden box, and he didn't know if he had entered the house.

"Why rush over when it's raining so heavily, it's not too late when the rain stops." He didn't look back when he heard his son say that.

He frowned and sat down at the table in the outer hall: "Is this your attitude of talking to your father?" ”

"Isn't that concerned about you?" Qin Xun walked out of the inner room and threw a few letters on the table in front of Qin Zhenhai, then went back and took out Qi Jing's white-background gold-rimmed clothes at the bottom of the box, locked the box and put it in the old wooden box under the bed.

Qin Zhenhai picked up a few letters on the table, which were the letters he occasionally sent to Jiangnan to Qin Xun over the years, and the envelope was sealed with fire paint intact, and he was a little displeased: "I know to keep it, why don't I know how to open it and read it?" ”

"Lazy." Qin Xun picked up Qi Jing's clothes and put them carefully in his closet, "Keep it to save you from talking about the contents of it, I can't handle it, and I can take a look at it." ”

Qin Zhenhai pressed the letter on the table: "You are different from Zichang, I think I have never treated you badly, since you were young, when you were at home and even in the entire Chang'an City, you didn't want to be windy and rainy, everyone is used to you, and I also indulge you a lot, what are you dissatisfied with?" Or is there any resentment against me as a father? ”

"There's no dissatisfaction, and there's nothing satisfying. You're here for this? It's been so many years, why do you suddenly want to connect with me about the relationship between father and son? Qin Xun put away his clothes and sat down at the table in the outer hall, touched the body of the pot with the back of his hand, took a teacup and poured it half full and pushed it to his father, "It's cooler, just let it go." ”

Qin Zhenhai still took a sip of face, and said, "Tomorrow morning, I will enter the palace with me to meet Your Majesty, clean yourself up decently, and comb your hair well." He looked at his son's hair, which was loosely draped and simply tied up around his waist.

"Understood."

"I heard that you have encountered some situations this time, Your Majesty can't help but care about a few words, but is it all right?" The emperor's indulgence of the behavior of the four princes must be to test Qin Xun's response, his son has always been arrogant and serious, but don't try to offend people for a while.

"My father is very well-informed, I have my own number, so I don't have to worry."

"And your mother's side, I'll go there early when I'm free......"

"It's natural, I know." Qin Xun was a little impatient, "I'll just weigh these trivial things myself, I didn't see you so attentive to teaching when I was a few years old and ignorant, and now I'm sixteen and I don't need you to mention this and that, is there anything else?" ”

Qin Zhenhai paused, and was not angry at his son's rudeness, and sighed: "When the sky clears up in a few days, I will set up a banquet in the mansion for you to catch the wind, and I have to let people know that my third son from the General's Mansion has returned to Beijing now, what do you think?" His tone was low, with a clear sense of negotiation.

"No need, I'm already tired from the journey, can you not toss me and let me rest?" Qin Xun said that Qin Zhenhai's expression was gloomy, and he suddenly felt that his tone seemed to be choking, and he was a little unbearable for no reason, so he uncomfortably slowed down his attitude and added, "Since you are back, you will always know outside, you don't have to be in such a hurry to set up a banquet, even if all parties go to the banquet, they have different thoughts, and they make me tired to deal with it, I really want to go through the motions and have a meal together behind closed doors." ”

Qin Zhenhai was silent for a long time: "It's up to you." ”

The father and son were relatively silent, the rain outside the open doors and windows was like a thread needle, and the dry floor under the eaves was splashed with a few drops of broken rain, and then quickly disappeared.

It was still Qin Zhenhai's silence that broke: "All these years outside...... Are you still getting used to it? ”

"Everything is fine, father is worried."

"That's good." Qin Zhenhai got up, "Then wait for the heavens, remember to go to the second grandfather, right?" ”

"I understand."

After Qin Zhenhai left, the rain became more and more urgent, Qin Xun was a little disgusted by the noise of the rain, so he got up and went to close the door, and saw a puddle of water stains left by Qin Zhenhai when he temporarily put the oil umbrella when he came, and leaned on the door frame and looked distracted.

He was never sure if his father liked his son or not, he guessed that his father didn't like him very much, and tolerated all the vexatious troubles he had made since he was a child, probably just to take care of his mother and the Lin family's face, otherwise why did he say that he loved him, but he never even had the intimate behavior between father and son?

His father is not a person who can't express his father's love, he has clearly seen that his father loves Qin Xiao and Qin Miao enough and has little love for Qin Xiao and Qin Miao, and his father rarely has a home in his childhood memory, and the only few faces are him holding Qin Miao and touching Qin Xiao's head and smiling full of love.

He didn't understand why his father never looked at him like this, his smile when he looked at him was always light and polite, and his speech was always unfamiliar and polite, as if he was just a guest who was treated favorably by the general's mansion, not his father's son by blood.

That day, he got rid of a few troublesome domestic servants who always followed behind him, and slipped into the garden of the house to play alone, and saw that his father was taking Qin Xiao and Qin Miao on a swing, and he shrank behind a bush of flowers and trees for a long time.

It turns out that my father has returned to Beijing in the past few days, and it seems that he hasn't seen his father for almost a year, he thought.

But why didn't my father see him when he returned? He's not busy, can he take Qin Xiao and Qin Miao to play here, and he can't even spare time to see himself? Even if it's just to call yourself over and play with you?

Thinking like this, he ran to his father with small steps, and the servants who were waiting beside them saw him first and said in surprise: "General, the third prince is here!" ”

His father was still holding Qin Miao who was sitting on the swing, and turned his head to him lightly: "Why are you here?" ”

There was no joy, no pity, only an understatement that it seemed that he should not have come here, that he should not have intruded into the happiness between their father and child.

He suddenly became angry, pointed to the straw grasshopper in Qin Xiao's hand and said willfully: "I want this!" ”

Qin Xiao looked at him stunned, and before he could react, Qin Zhenhai quickly ordered: "Xiao'er, give it to your third brother." ”

Qin Xiao obediently handed it to him.

Qin Miao sat on the swing and grabbed the lanyards on both sides, her broken hair was blown into her mouth by the wind, she didn't dare to let go of the hand holding the rope, so she squirmed her mouth and wanted to spit it out, Qin Zhenhai saw it and gently pushed her away.

Xiao Qin Xun gritted his teeth: "I want the swing too!" ”

Qin Miao hurriedly grabbed the lanyard and twisted her body and hummed and didn't let her, but Qin Zhenhai hugged her down: "Give it to my brother." ”

"I don't want to! I'm still going to play! Daddy...... "Qin Miao pouted and wanted to cry.

Qin Zhenhai appeased: "Miao'er is obedient, next time Daddy will take you to play, this time let the third brother." "Every father who loves his children will use gentle coaxing words, which Qin Xun has never received from his father.

Qin Xun clenched his little fists, almost pinching and deforming the straw grasshopper that he had just snatched from Qin Xiao in his hand.

"I'm going to be here." He said.

Qin Zhenhai seemed to be stunned and asked, "What?" ”

"I'm going to be here." He raised his little head to look at his father's face, raised his voice, and said coldly.

Qin Zhenhai looked at this little beautiful child with a complicated expression, and finally bent down to pick up Qin Miao and let her sit in the crook of his arm, and then took out the other hand to hold Qin Xiao.

"Okay." He dropped this sentence lightly, holding a pair of children of the Gu family, followed by a group of servants who were waiting with him, and left without a trace in a moment.

A moment ago, the garden of the Mansion was extremely noisy, and there was only one Qin Xun who was stunned in place.

He didn't mean it that way, and my father misunderstood.

He didn't want them all to leave and give him this place, he just said that he also wanted to stay here, and he also wanted his father to accompany him to play and play, and he also wanted his father to buy him straw grasshoppers, help him swing, and also want to sit on his father's arm, even if it was just to hold himself like Qin Xiao.

He asked for Qin Xiao's toys, his father gave them to him, he asked for Qin Miao's swing, and his father gave them, and even his father thought that he was going to drive them away to play in this place exclusively, so he followed him, obviously his father met him with any unreasonable requests, why couldn't he get close to him? He is also the son of his father, why can't he be close to his father, can't play around his father, can't let his father touch his head so tenderly and lovingly?

He had always lived a smooth life, and was rarely sad, when he stood alone in the empty and uninhabited garden, pinching the deformed straw grasshopper, but the strange sourness came to his heart, and he was choked with breath, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Later, his eldest brother would buy him straw grasshoppers, and his cousin Qi Jing set up a swing for him in the garden of his Jingyang Hall to play with him, and they would stroke his head and gently coax him.

"I don't really need you at all." Qin Xun leaned against the door frame, looking at the pool of water that was gradually drying up and muttered to himself.

He closed the doors and windows, the whole room was dark, he went into the inner room, turned out Qi Jing's clothes that had been put in the closet, and lay down on the bed in his arms.

"When are you coming back?" He buried his face in the soft fabric, trying to smell Qi Jing's scent from the soaphorn smell of the laundry.

"I miss you so much." He muttered.