Qin Zhenhai didn't know how to pamper this child he didn't want to be close to, the only thing he could do was to make the government obey him and not let him be wronged.

And then I thought about it, the person who really wronged this son was probably his irresponsible father who frequently refused to allow his son to approach.

When Qin Xun was ten years old, the emperor took a group of generals and noble children to hunt in Lin Yuan, Qin Zhenhai wanted to take his three sons with him when hunting, but he saw that the third son greeted him and went to his uncle Yunlu General Lin Yuan together, he watched Qin Xun beat the horse and left, and then realized that the child was now so divided with himself that he didn't even give face on such an occasion, but when he saw that the three princes who had always been good friends with his third son returned to the city to fight horses, he politely smiled and said that he would accompany Wei Yidao to tell him not to worry, Qin Zhenhai thanked.

That time, Lin Chu returned to the house to recuperate, and did not participate in the hunting, but Qin Xun was assassinated that time, even if their authorities knew that this was the emperor's order to avoid it, Lin Chu, who was in a hurry as a mother, still couldn't help but blame Qin Zhenhai, saying that he really couldn't expect Qin Zhenhai to protect the child when he wasn't around.

Qin Zhenhai opened his mouth and couldn't speak, let his wife scold, and looked at his wife to gently coax his son, who was slightly injured and frightened on the bed, to sleep, but he still didn't say it when he heard the wind and rushed to their side to protect his son behind him, the child looked at him with a strange and wary look, and was only willing to seek refuge by his uncle's side.

He couldn't say it, his son didn't trust him, so he couldn't blame others or himself.

The husband and wife stayed by Qin Xun's bed all night, and the child who finally fell asleep was not stable in his sleep, I don't know if it was a dream of being afraid, sobbing from time to time, calling his mother, calling his uncle, calling the prince's cousin and his eldest brother, and even the aunt in the palace and the maternal grandparents who don't often see each other all called a few times, and they kept whispering until they woke up in the morning, but they didn't call their father at all.

Qin Zhenhai's heart suddenly ached.

He was not allowed so much time to think about compensation, and not long after the hunting happened, he was ordered to go out again, and when he returned to Beijing, his son had left home in the name of experience and went to the Jinghong Villa in Pingzhou, Jiangnan, and goodbye was the sixteen-year-old young man who has returned now.

“…… General, general, the soup will be cold if you don't drink it again. ”

Qin Zhenhai suddenly found that he was distracted by the meal, and seeing that everyone was looking at him worriedly, the Erfang Gu clan was gently pushing his arm to call him back to his senses.

He picked up the soup bowl and drank it all, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, got up and said, "You eat slowly, I'll go see Weizhi." ”

Mrs. Gu said, "Didn't the general just go to see it when he came back in the morning?" ”

"Who ordered me to only see my son once a day?"

Mrs. Gu was choked by him and couldn't reply, pouted, and after he left, she took a chopstick dish into her son Qin Xiao's bowl: "How is Xiao'er doing recently, are there any signs of promotion?" ”

Qin Xiao was helpless: "Mother, the child only needs to do a good job in the affairs of the division, and the matter of promotion is urgent." He knew that his mother couldn't see that his eldest brother was better than him, and he was not convinced when he heard that Qin Huai would be promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Mrs. Gu rolled her eyes, she didn't understand how the son and daughter she gave birth to were like her, and the son was neither like herself nor like a general, and for some reason he had a gentle and indisputable temperament.

Qin Miao said quickly: "Mother, don't worry, even some people can be promoted, how can a good person like my brother not be promoted, sooner or later!" ”

"Miao." Qin Xiao frowned to stop her sister and smiled apologetically at her eldest brother.

Qin Huai turned a deaf ear and smiled as he brought vegetables to his younger brother Qin Hong.

"By the way, Xiao'er, in a few days, you can go to your uncle's house and bring Shang'er and his mother back."

"The child understands."

When Qin Xiao was sixteen years old, she married Gu Shi, the cousin of her maternal uncle's family, and gave birth to her son Qin Shang the following year, which was the four-year-old boy in Mrs. Gu's arms, and the only grandson of General Qin today.

Recently, Gu Shi's mother was sick, and Gu Shi went back to her parents' house to visit, and she did not appear at the Qin family's dinner table today.

When Qin Xun woke up slowly, it was already dark, and he felt in a daze that someone had lit an oil lamp on the small desk next to the bed, and there seemed to be a person sitting next to the bed.

I was a little tired after sitting in the carriage all the way, and in the morning he took Qi Jing's clothes and lay down on the bed, and he fell asleep like this, I don't know what time it is, I lit the lamp, maybe it was already dark, I don't know if it was past dinner time.

Wait, where's Qi Jing's clothes? Qin Xun's mind cleared up suddenly, the carp sat up like a stiff man, and the person sitting on the edge of the bed seemed to be startled by him.

"Nightmare?" The man spoke.

"Father?" Qin Xun was surprised, "Why are you here again?" ”

Qin Zhenhai was silent for a moment and said, "Father, can't you come?" I'm really afraid that this kid will not give face and reply "can't", he then added to himself, "I just had dinner, I heard your girl say that you have been asleep and haven't woken up, and I am a little worried about you, come and see again, but I just came back and didn't feel comfortable?" ”

"It's just sleepy, so I don't have to worry so much." Qin Xun lifted the quilt back and forth a few times, and he still didn't find Qi Jing's clothes, and his expression couldn't help but show a little impatience.

"Looking for that dress? I'll fold it for you and put it in the cupboard. Qin Zhenhai lit the oil lamp that had been burning for a long time.

Qin Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was a little unkind: "Please father, don't touch my things casually in the future." ”

Qin Zhenhai can be said to be very tolerant of this son, and he doesn't care about his attitude at all, and only asks, "What are you doing when you sleep and hold a piece of clothing?" ”

"Cold." Qin Xun lifted the quilt and got out of bed, glanced at the corner of the quilt in his hand, and said nonsense, "I don't want to cover the quilt." ”

The temper is really weird, Qin Zhenhai thought as he looked at his back as he went to the outer hall, and got up from the stool and followed him out of the inner room.

There are more than a dozen lit candles fixed on a floor-to-ceiling wax cup in the outer hall, which reflects the light in the room, perhaps for ventilation, when Qin Xun fell asleep, I don't know if it was Mu Xi or his father who reopened the window, and the door was half open.

Qin Xun poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat, it was still the pot of tea that Mu Xi had added when he just came back in the morning, it was already cold at this hour, he took a sip, frowned slightly, swallowed it in his mouth until it was warm, and put down the teacup without taking a second sip.

"Tell the girl to change the pot of heat, right?" He heard his father say this.

"Hmm."

"There's food in the kitchen, and when you're hungry, ask someone to bring it to you."

"Thank you."

Qin Zhenhai stood by the door with his hands in his hands, as if he wanted to stay but was embarrassed, and sighed after hesitating for a while: "Then you rest by yourself, and my father will go back." ”

"Walk slowly."

As soon as Qin Zhenhai left, Qin Xun knocked on the table and shouted: "Little osmanthus!" ”

Mu Xi timidly probed from outside the door: "Is the son called a slave?" ”

"Nonsense, don't call you whom?"

Mu Xi hurriedly entered the door, wringed his hands and lowered his head as if he was obeying orders, and didn't dare to ask the third prince if he didn't change her name to Mu Xi, why did he still call her Osmanthus.

"You're my personal maidservant, you have to stay in this outer hall when I'm in the house, where did you run away just now?"

Mu Xi said aggrievedly: "Back to Gongzi, the slave and maid don't dare to play crazy, it was the general who ordered the slave and maid to go outside the house after he came, and the general said that he would be fine with Gongzi here." ”

"He? Oh haven't asked you yet, when did he come over? ”

"The general came before dinner time, and he has been by his son's side until now."

Do older people behave strangely, what kind of quirks do you want to stare at your son to sleep, Qin Xun slandered.

"You go and bring the food that is covered in the kitchen."

Mu Xi should have been gone for a long time, and after a long time, Qin Xun couldn't help but rub her belly and go to the kitchen to find her in person.

What's wrong with this girl's clumsiness?

Approaching the kitchen, hearing a few chirping female voices inside, Qin Xun couldn't help but roll his eyes towards the sky.

A group of little girls, all of whom are servants, bully each other.