The smile on Yu Wenfeng's face gradually froze, "What does the middle father want?" ”

Uncle Zhong arched his hand: "The old minister begs to return to Nanshan!" ”

Yu Wenfeng's eyes seemed to show a touch of surprise, he groaned for ten breaths, and suddenly turned around:

"I worship you as my father!"

"I should provide for you in your old age!"

"I can't live without you!"

"The wasteland can't live without you!"

His words were extremely earnest and loud.

He walked up and said two more words:

"You are the pillar of the country, and the overall situation of the wasteland dominating the world still needs you to preside over it!"

"Therefore, I ...... Not allowed! ”

He left the herding river.

Zhong Bo just watched Yu Wenfeng's back disappear into the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He burst out laughing.

The smile was not a relief, but a ...... Interesting!

He slowly walked back to the place where the rod had been placed, and slowly sat down on the small stool.

An earthworm slowly dug out of a small wooden box next to him and slowly hung it on the hook.

That's why I threw this rod in a timely manner.

The sky is getting dark.

The lights on both sides of the Muma River gradually turned on, and there were reflections of those lights in the river.

It's just that the river flows after all, so those reflections are pulled for a long, long time.

The float on the surface of the river was no longer visible, but Zhong Bo did not rein in the rod.

He seemed to be waiting to catch a fish to put in the pot.

Before the fish could be caught, a girl with a lantern came out of the backyard door behind him!

The girl took five steps behind Zhong Bo.

looked at the bizarre river for a moment, and then looked at the back of the old man in front of him, and then said in a low voice:

"I don't know why my father asked me to come here to you."

"We've been here for more than a month."

"Liang Manman said that if we can't enter the Tianji Pavilion, we will go back."

She is Wen Xiaowan!

When she said to go back, she naturally went back to Ningguo.

Uncle Zhong didn't look back in his ears, but said:

"What? Could it be that you still want to rush back to Ningguo to attend his enthronement ceremony? ”

"Why bother?"

Wen Xiaowan's face was slightly red, she hung her head, sighed for three breaths, and said in a low voice:

"After all, after all, it's a major event in his life, and it would be nice if he could see it with his own eyes."

"Hey......"

Uncle Zhong sighed, "But your father's letter to me says ...... It's best to say that none of you should go back. ”

Wen Xiaowan raised her head and asked in surprise, "Why?" ”

"There's nothing to do, the old man thought, since your father said so, he hoped that you wouldn't fall into that sea of love again."

"Love is a thing, when it is sweet, it is sweet. But when it's hard...... But it's more than that coptis! ”

"Often it is sweet for a while, and then bitter for a lifetime."

"So why bother to find the hardships of that lifetime?"

After a pause, Uncle Zhong said again:

"Also...... Since he is about to become the emperor of Ningguo, there are too many places in Ningguo where the broken ship needs to be repaired, and your father knows better than anyone else. ”

Then Li Chenan has a lot to do next...... Everyone in the world thinks that the emperor is very beautiful, of course, being an emperor who does nothing is indeed very beautiful and comfortable, but will that kind of Li Chenan be what you like? ”

"The people of Ningguo have high hopes for him."

"Your father also had high hopes for him in his letter...... The old man thinks, you actually hope that he can become a generation of Ming Jun who will go down in history. ”

"But Mingjun is very hard."

"Those so-called Ming Jun in history are almost all pure-hearted people with few desires, and almost all of them are mean people!"

"Be mean to the ministers, mean to the people next to the pillow, and even more mean to yourself......"

"This meanness is not derogatory, it just means that they have high requirements for themselves and are very strict, and it is a bit heavy when it falls on the people around them."

"Actually, you may like Li Chen'an now because of his poetry, or like his casual temperament. But in the future, Li Chen'an, who became the emperor...... He rarely had time to contemplate poetry. He will be caught up in the endless movement all day long, and his spontaneity will gradually be worn away. ”

"In the face of many things in a country, big and small, he either becomes more mature and steady, or he ...... will become agitated. ”

"A calm person will not have sweet words, let alone a flower before the moon."

"And the irritable man will naturally be short-tempered."

"Then the people around him will live in anxiety."

"If you were by his side, you would be careful to live."

"Take care of the love you are so for, pay your life, and when you are old, you will find that the life of this life is not what you once imagined......"

"Your father sees all of this, he doesn't want you to be the bird in a cage that can't spread its wings, he wants you to come out...... The old man also thinks you should come out. ”

Wen Xiaowan pursed her lips and lowered her head again.

Zhong Bo suddenly grasped the fishing rod.

He said again:

"It's a little dangerous for you to enter the Tianji Pavilion now, so let's do it, tomorrow, the old man will send someone to arrange for Liang Manman and them to go to the Qinglou called Happy Forest opposite......

"Then, naturally, someone contacted them to give them a task."

"The mission is nothing more than spying on intelligence or assassinating someone."

Wen Xiaowan's eyebrows frowned slightly, "What about me?" ”

"You...... From now on, you will be the maid of this prime minister's house. ”

The doubts on Wen Xiaowan's face were even stronger, she stared at Zhong Bo's back, and asked in a low voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhong Bo Yang rod.

A palm-sized fish flew up from the river.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the fish accurately.

He burst out laughing:

"After guarding for a long time, I finally caught a fish!"

"Take it while it's alive and kill it and boil a bowl of soup."

"As for who the old man is......"

"It's just an old fisherman!"

Wen Xiaowan didn't pick up the fish, she turned around and left.

"I don't know how to make fish soup!"

"I'm still going back!"

Uncle Zhong also turned around, looked at Wen Xiaowan's back, and said with a smile:

"So for Li Chen'an, are you willing to learn to boil fish soup?"

Wen Xiaowan stopped.

After half a cup of tea, she turned and walked again.

Not a word was spoken.

She took the fish from Uncle Zhong's hand and turned away.

Uncle Zhong shook his head and sighed.

He threw down another shot, but his heart could hardly be calm.

It's not because Wen Xiaowan is deeply trapped in that love network.

Li Chen'an!

Should you really have the last name Joe?

Why didn't Zitong mention it in his reply?

Warm boiled rain!

You put Xiaowan in this dangerous place...... Is it really to let Xiaowan break off this love?

Xiao Wan was willing to learn to boil fish soup for Li Chen'an.

But Li Chen'an's kid likes to eat dog meat!

Dogs and fish are incompatible.

It's a hard journey after all.

……

……

The pain of love can only be tasted by those who are deeply immersed in it.

Wen Xiaowan is not the only one who suffers.

There are also summer flowers next to the bonfire under Yao Mountain.

Wen Xiaowan's bitterness is in her heart, and she is bitter in the Sauvignon Blanc that she hasn't seen for a long time.

also suffered from Zhong Bo's words, which made her even more hesitant and more difficult to make a decision.

The pain of summer flowers is in front of you-

He's right there!

It could have been at your fingertips, but it couldn't!

He was talking to Amu around another campfire, and from time to time there was laughter.

Xia Hua turned her head to look at it and touched the flute in her hand.

The flute is smooth.

But it's cold.

Sister Xiao said that his flute was hot.

It's suffocating!

It feels weird!