On this day, the sun is shining, and the laughter of children can be heard everywhere in the Fengzao Palace.

Yu Zijin sat under the balcony and chatted with the eldest princess of Qingyang and Yu Haojie, looking at a group of nephews and nieces in the distance pulling Yuan Jingmu and throwing pots, while Yuwen Jingyu was standing alone and did not participate, it seems that Lin'er is not very gregarious.

Yu Haojie looked at Yu Zijin and smiled slightly, and called Yuan Shuhe over, "Shu He, if you are not good at throwing pots, don't join in the fun, see that there are palace people over there who have set up an arrow target, you go and let the third cousin shoot an arrow for you." ”

Both parents are in Beijing, Yuan Shuhe naturally inherited the beauty of the two, and at a young age, he gradually became more and more charming, with excellent temperament, and heard Yu Haojie's instructions very recognized, "The mother concubine is right, my daughter likes to watch the third brother shoot arrows the most." ”

"Well," Yu Haojie stroked her daughter's hair, "Little Hou Ye's riding and archery must be good, you can ask your cousin to try it with him." ”

"The mother's proposal is good, and the daughter will go."

Yuan Shuhe immediately trotted away, and pouted Yu Yangxi, who was teaching a few younger brothers to play spinning tops on the side, to find Yuwen Jingyu to compete, Yu Yangxi glanced at the indifferent and independent Yuwen Jingyu, his expression was very embarrassed, and then looked at Yuan Shuhe's expression that he had to go, so he had to walk over.

Yu Zijin cast a grateful look at Yu Haojie and joked: "My sister and brother-in-law are too arrogant and indulgent, and they always bully Xi'er, and this palace can't stand it." ”

The eldest princess of Qingyang interjected: "How does Niangniang know that Xi'er is not happy to be bullied by He'er? Maybe you're willing to bully for the rest of your life! ”

Yu Haojie only smiled and said nothing, she likes this child, she likes it, she is gentle and loyal, suitable for He'er.

Yu Zijin thought about it for a while, understood the meaning of the eldest princess of Qingyang, and a similar picture flashed in his mind, when he was a child, there was also a person who was so willing to be bullied by her, and now that person is guarding the battlefield because of her, I don't know if it is okay now?

Yu Yangxi tried his best to slow down, because he really didn't know how to talk to Yuwen Jingyu, but no matter how slow he was, he walked in front of Yuwen Jingyu at this time, and the other party was looking at him.

One of the two children has a strong temperament, the other is gentle, and they are both sons and grandsons with outstanding appearances, each of them has crystal clear in their eyes, and they have not been immature, and the same has not removed their eyes from each other for a long time.

"Let's go archery, shall we?" Yu Yangxi broke the silence first, and the little Bei Tooth bit her pink lips lightly, with some unconfidence, very cute.

Yuwen Jingyu didn't reply, and walked sideways in the direction of the arrow target for a moment.

Lin'er likes Xi'er very much - after watching the two children shoot a few arrows, Yuzijin came to this conclusion, her hard work for several days is not as good as a look from Xi'er?

Yu Zijin wanted to laugh helplessly, but the next moment she couldn't laugh, because at this time, Yu Yangxi handed Yuwen Jingyu a sweat towel, and the son who had never been able to live turned red!

Thinking of Yu Yangxi's appearance, the corners of Yu Zijin's eyes twitched, could it be that his son recognized Xi'er as a girl?

The bad premonition made Yu Zijin a little anxious, and her anxiety proved to be right. A few years later, she asked Yuwen Jingyu why she ignored her other cousins at that time, but she followed Yu Yangxi to shoot arrows alone, and she successfully saw her son's face red again.

Hao Qinghou's answer was: "There is a beautiful person, and it cannot be refused." ”

For the sake of her son's self-esteem, she didn't ask Yuwen Jingyu how he got out of the pain of love and unattainable, after all, it was an untouchable wound for Hao Qinghou for a lifetime.

Yuwen Jingyu, the pride of the sky, and Yu Yangxi, the god of war, are the two heroes of the troubled times who have been talked about by later historians, and their military genius and strategy have been admired by the commanders of the past dynasties, and the tactics and strategies used by the two in the battle have also left a beautiful chapter in military history. However, no one knew that their first acquaintance was not the battlefield, but the sunny afternoon in the Dongyuan Palace, when the Marquis of Haoqing actually regarded the god of war in later generations as a woman.

A round of autumn shadows turned into golden waves, and the flying mirrors were resharpened.

In a blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is bright overnight. After the palace banquet, the glitz faded, Yu Zijin opened the window and looked at the small figure isolated in front of the window, at this moment he should be missing Ah Zheng, I don't know how a person's Mid-Autumn Festival, Ah Zheng spent it, and she could feel the desertion of Hengbo Park thousands of miles away.

Yuwen Jingyu pulled out the jade on his chest, the veins are delicate and exquisite, the carving is ingenious, the mountains are like auspicious clouds flowing in the sky, the mountains are inserted into the clouds, a roaring unicorn flips its hooves and jumps out with its bright palms, the clouds and mist loom and half cover the body, and the vast heavenly look of the ancient divine beast is fascinating.

He pursed his tender lips lightly, stroking the things he had cherished since childhood, and lowered his eyes gloomily, "Father, the child is not in Luzhou, I don't know how you are doing, can the old wounds on your body have flare-up?" ”

Every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are only him and his father, and his mother is known to the world Princess Yingcheng, who is hiding from the world and cultivating in the Qing Dynasty, actually does not exist, and even he has never seen it since he was sensible. He also asked his mother where she had gone, but his father only replied in silence, and only that time he did not ask again, and his father did not say once, and he asked more, and the result was the same.

He had also tried to know something from Uncle Helian and Aunt Yue, but everyone mentioned his mother secretly, and Aunt Yue, who had always been free and easy, was even more eclipsed, except that he knew that she was Uncle Helian's sister-in-law, he knew nothing else.

There was nothing in the house and in the Yokoba Garden, except for some clothes, not even a single portrait. All she left him was this unicorn jade and a lot of clothes she made with her own hands.

He has imagined his mother countless times, but it will always be just a vague shadow, when is such a night, under such a moon, there are also parents holding his hands together, admiring the jade wheel?

"Go see him, Mu'er, I'll take care of him." Yuan leaned on the wind to come to the window and put on a coat for Yuzijin.

Yu Zijin shook his head, "Now, I think he just wants to be alone." "She is not a competent mother, and she is not worthy of disturbing her son's Qingning now.

Every year and tonight, the moon is like practice, and it is a thousand miles long.

Ah Zheng, what are you doing tonight?

The Yiren are gone, the beloved son is coming to the east, can you only bow your head to the table and take care of government affairs boringly under this night that should be a happy family, or think about the wine and the moon for a long time?

"How is the manager Lian recently, I haven't seen him for a few days, can he participate in the routine meeting after the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow?" Covering the jade hand on his shoulder, Yu Zijin withdrew from his thoughts.

In the summer, even the embers of the body are not supported, suddenly sick, good and bad several tosses to get better, now gradually tired, but a little less like to take care of things.

"I'm afraid I don't want to toss, I think it's hurt my heart after all these years of hard work, just tell him to rest."

"It's fine."

Every time after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the court of the Yuan Dynasty would hold a literary meeting in the palace baptism hall to examine the literature of the princes and grandchildren, which was limited to the children of the princes and nobles who were underage. Due to the extension of the descendants of the Yu family, most of the participants were accounted for this time, and Yuwen Jingyu, as the Xiyuan proton, was also among them this time.

Yu Tian and the eldest princess of Qingyang's sister-in-law, Yu Yangyu, has been writing well since he was a child, especially good at writing, and his words are majestic, such as a dragon jumping over the gate of heaven, and a tiger lying in a phoenix.

"The ancients said: 'Those who are good at calligraphy and painting have not failed to learn and excel, and the officials are more famous for their political achievements, so future generations are precious.'" Yu'er's book is really the same as its sexuality, and it is self-satisfied. Yuan Yifeng held a roll of paper and couldn't help but admire.

"Thank you, uncle." Yu Yangyu smiled shyly, "The book of children is not as good as that of my uncle who travels the dragon, and my grandfather and father are also vigorous, so Yu'er still needs to practice and learn more." ”

"It's not bad to write like this at a young age, but your father is not as good as you when he is as big as you." Yu Ce patted his grandson's arm, glanced at Yuwen Jingyu, who was idlely painting, and said: "It's Haoqinghou, who has the posture of a victorious father at a young age, which is really admirable." ”

In this case, Yu Zijin was speechless, so he had to watch Yuwen Jingyu deal with it worriedly.

In ancient times, filial piety was the foundation, and it was necessary to be humble to parents at all times, and not to dare to say anything. Although many people in the world say that Yuwen Jingyu has the posture of a victorious father, it is better for him to be humble here.

Regarding Yu Ce's deliberate embarrassment, Yuwen Jingyu unexpectedly did not spit out his humble concessions, but always felt proud, "Jade King Yimei, who is the son of man, is better than the blue party and lives up to the expectations of his parents, which is the duty of the son of man." ”

Speaking frivolously, Yu Ce raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and many literati ministers in the museum first expressed their dissatisfaction with it, and Pei Shishu said: "The Marquis of Haoqing needs to be humble, King Yingcheng is still alive, how can a son of man easily say that it is the father's ambition to win?" In this way, where is Ying Cheng king? ”

Yuwen Jingyu secretly scolded in his heart, and he still put down his pen politely on the surface, "Pei Shishu's words are wrong, Ben Hou only said that he wants to become his father's hope, when did he disrespect his father?" Besides, "Looking back at Yu Ce," besides, the Jade King praised Benhou for having the posture of a victorious father, could it be that Pei Shishu felt that the Jade King was talking nonsense, and he wanted to separate my father and son?" ”

"Marquis Haoqing's words are serious," Pei Shishu's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly asked Yu Ce for his guilt, "Jade King Mingjian, the old minister doesn't dare, it's the old minister who is ignorant and light-hearted." ”

"Ignorant and light-hearted? Pei Shishu should know, as a minister, it is unwise to know, and it is disloyal to know but not to speak. If you are disloyal to a minister, you should die, and if you don't judge you, you should die! ”

Yuwen Jingyu's words made Pei Shishu break out in a cold sweat, and he was so frightened that he fell to the ground and hurriedly asked Yu Ce for his guilt.

A child just reprimanded a great Confucian with just a few words, and the people in the hall were a little stunned, and Yu Zijin then turned his worries into peace of mind.

Yu Ce's somewhat stiff expression gradually melted away, turning into a faint smile, but the bottom of his eyes was bottomless and deep, "Haoqinghou is just a joke, why should Pei Shishu take it seriously, hurry up." ”

"Yes, the old minister obeys."

Yuwen Jingyu didn't say much, and continued to bow his head to make his own paintings, and the one in the middle looked up at the smiling face of Yu Yangxi, and he hurriedly looked away with some embarrassment, and continued to look down and draw.

Yu Zijin was a little worried, should she let her son know earlier, it doesn't seem good to have such a misunderstanding.