I remember that when I was born, the family was ...... Oh no, we didn't have a home back then.

My father, who was then a young head of the Ministry of Rites, and my mother, lived in a rented house on the outskirts of the city.

At this distance, if he wants to go into the city to attend the court meeting, I am afraid that he will have to go out of the city for the first day.

Fortunately, his status is low enough, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to go to court.

Perhaps this is another kind of imperial grace.

But I think he should want to go to the court, otherwise he wouldn't give it to me, and give his eldest son the name Sichao.

Since I was a child, I have shown superior intelligence, which makes my father happy.

He told me that now that the new monarch has succeeded to the throne, there is a great tendency to cheer up, since I was born with such a mind, I must study hard, study hard, and gain fame as soon as possible, so as to be a sage and sage.

When I was only a few years old at the time, I asked him, "Father, haven't you already achieved fame?" Why do you want to look in me? ”

The young father was silent for a few breaths, and slowly shook his head, "In my father's life, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

I shook my head, took his hand, and said simply and seriously, "Father, you will definitely be able to." ”

My father was stunned, then hugged me in his lap and kissed me with a smile.

Although he did not speak, I saw his quietly straighten back, and I saw that there seemed to be a light in his eyes.

After that day, my father's already slack-off spirit seemed to be reinvigorated, and I began to study harder, and my mother looked at our father and son, and her hard-working face couldn't help but smile.

Since that day, this old house has been revitalized again.

However, the good times did not last long, and two years later, in the middle of summer, when I had memorized the few books in the family with the song of cicadas, my father staggered back in the middle of the night with the smell of alcohol.

Originally, I should not have been able to wake up from sleep at my age, but the room was so big, when my father's low curse and my mother's sad and helpless consolation sounded in my ears, and I smelled the heavy smell of wine at the end of my nose, I also opened my eyes in a daze, and witnessed the helplessness and confusion of a big husband for the first time.

From the dim flickering candlelight, a few words came from me, and I was seven years old at the time, and I understood the general situation of what had happened.

My father, who had worked hard in the Ministry of Rites for eight years, finally waited for his own promotion opportunity after watching several colleagues rise to the top, but he didn't expect that this time the promotion was definitely killed by a cronie of Lord Shilang and snatched away.

Even if he is recognized as hardworking, diligent and capable in the yamen, even if he is the undisputed oldest and most responsible in the department, even if the new foreigner who occupies this position does not know anything about the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, but this promotion is someone else's and not his.

At that time, I didn't understand the sadness behind this, but from the dim and flickering light, I seemed to see the future of our small family.

I don't remember when I fell asleep that night, but I remember hearing my father turn his sorrow into a hateful curse with the strength of the wine.

[Fuck the good guys! Fuck the good officer! 】

For half a month since that day, the air in the whole room was a little dull, like the breathless depression before the storm came.

The thunder roared above the nine heavens, and the electric snake danced wildly in the black clouds;

When a hearty rainstorm completely dissipates the summer heat;

The father stood under the eaves, looking at the rain curtain in front of him, stunned.

At that time, I didn't know what kind of thoughts were struggling in my father's mind that day, but it was like a world washed away by heavy rain, and it still seemed to be the same, but many things no longer existed.

For example, what my father taught me.

He stopped talking about the things that were loyal to the monarch and patriotism, and stopped telling the stories of sacrificing himself for the country, and he began to tell me about the darkness that sounded terrifying to me, and dissected for me the filth of the adult world that I had never imagined.......

As a young child, I naturally questioned these things, but my father did not refute me, but just smiled and rubbed my head, telling me that it was good to know and remember.

It was from then on that the fate of my father and our small family ushered in earth-shaking changes.

Half a year later, his father was promoted to the position of a foreigner he had once dreamed of;

A year later, my father entered the Hanlin Academy, and our family moved from this old suburban house to Zhongjing City, and had a small courtyard with four rooms in the south of the city, and I also had my own independent room for the first time in my life, and at the same time, it was the first time someone called me Qin Gongzi;

Two years later, my father became a student at the Hanlin Academy, and our house became a large house.

Three years later, my father was promoted to the position of the national prince of the priest, and our family moved to Dongcheng, and at the age of thirteen, I began to have a little fame in Zhongjing City;

Six years later, my father was promoted to the rank of Chamberlain of the Ministry of Rites.

I, who am about to become an adult, also know what kind of story has happened between the depression of the past and the prosperity of the present.

As soon as my father changed his previous style of being diligent and honest, he began to actively socialize, and with his already good ability, he successfully climbed the high branches of Su Xiang, and won his appreciation.

Such a change made me feel a lot of emotions, and I had a few more layers of understanding for my father's words over the years.

Ten years later, just when everyone, including me, felt that my father would rise to the top and become a giant in the DPRK and China, a near-catastrophe once again befell my father, who had been promoted to the head of the Ministry of Rites.

He offended the minister who had the grace to support him and leaned towards the government and the opposition, Su Zongzhe.

Or to be precise, it was Su Zongzhe who began to guard against and suppress his father, the person he single-handedly supported, because of ideas and competition.

But this time, unlike those who gloated or worried, I was under pressure and faced with an irresistible "opponent", my father, who had been bitterly and sadly cursing because of a promotion to the outside world, was not so frightened.

He sat in the elegant and bright study, looked at me sitting across from me, and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

I thought about it, didn't hide it, and nodded slowly.

Father smiled and said slowly: "A generation of virtuous ministers, the government and the opposition are afraid of submission, what a terrifying opponent!" ”

I looked at my father's smile and finally couldn't help but ask what was on my mind, "But my father doesn't seem to be too afraid?" ”

My father looked at me, got up and walked to the window, "Don't forget, who is the ultimate ruler in this world?" ”

I was shocked to think that now that everyone mentions the court, it seems that they have gradually forgotten the man who should have occupied the supreme position in everyone's hearts.

My father looked at my expression and smiled: "This is the death hole of his Su Zongzhe, and it is also the support of my father." ”

I raised my head and looked at my father's back standing with his hands in his hands, and I only felt that at this moment, he really looked like a big man.

And everything after that, as my father expected, under Su Xiang's clear targeting, the Qin family did not fall as expected.

On the contrary, after stubbornly resisting for half a year, my father transferred to the secretary of the ministry and entered the center.

When the news came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Looking at the guests who came one after another, I greeted them with a smile, and at the same time, I began to carefully understand the ups and downs of this temple and the warmth and warmth of the people in front of me.

Half a year later, on an uneventful evening, my father called me to the study.

"Son, do you remember when you first learned to write, and when you were taught by your father?"

I looked at him in amazement, thinking that he would never say those words again.

Father's expression was a little complicated, "This world, after all, belongs to the Dongfang Clan, and the one who decides everything is His Majesty on the dragon chair after all." This is the reason why the father can win, and it is also the struggle of the father today. ”

He looked at me and said very seriously and solemnly: "Now there are two roads in front of us. If you cater to Your Majesty, you can go further, and even replace Su Zongzhe; Back to the ...... Heart"

He paused and looked around, "You, me, your mother, and all the pleasures and glory of the moment, all of this will be reduced to nothingness again. ”

When I heard this, I just felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

After a while, he spoke astringently, "For such a big matter, the father can make a decision, how dare the son speak in vain." But no matter what the father decides, the son will support and ......"

I also paused, with a somewhat complicated feeling, and said those four words, "No complaints, no regrets." ”

"Hahahaha!"

My father laughed a few times, and then walked across from me and stared into my eyes, "For my father and child, I have to live as an adult by eating a hundred meals, fortunately, with today's family, you and my father and son are one, and the future of my Qin family should also be continued by you and me, so this matter is not my business, but my Qin family's business." What is the Qin family, you and my father and son are the Qin family! ”

You and I, father and son, are the Qin family!

Hearing this, I first felt a thump in my chest, and then a sinking of my shoulders.

In the past, I followed my father's career ups and downs, whether it was miserable or glorious, I couldn't help myself at all.

Although there are also reasons for age, at this moment, I finally felt the responsibility of a successor.

I thought for a long time, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is the supreme of heaven and earth, and An can be disobedient. ”

My father looked at me and smiled as my heart began to panic, "You have a point. ”

After another half a year, Su Zongzhe resigned, and His Majesty couldn't keep it again and again, so he had to let him go.

A year later, two big things happened in my family.

His father, who was deeply trusted by His Majesty, officially became the head of the hundred officials and the respect of the prime minister.

The mother, who had been sick for more than half a year, did not survive that winter, and was buried in the condolences of the Manchu officials.

On top of the mourning hall, I knelt in front of my mother's tablet, listened to the footsteps behind me, and knew that it was my father, who had bid farewell to the guests.

I slowly raised my head and looked at him, "The child is not going to participate in the imperial examination. ”

My father's eyelids twitched almost subconsciously, looked deeply into my eyes, and finally nodded.

Outside the house, the wind and snow are blowing, and the white flags are fluttering, but death often means a new life.

The death of a behemoth will nourish countless ambitions.

And we, will seize this opportunity.

......

The river was divided into two restless waves by the wide hull, and on the deck, a young man standing slowly put down the letter paper in his hand with a stunned expression.

On the chair on the side, a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance and a detached temperament said slowly: "What do you think?" ”

The richly dressed young man stood respectfully and pondered for a moment, "Therefore, the poor must have something to hate, and the hateful person has something to pity. If it weren't for the current situation, if it weren't for the external forces, if there was a Ming Jun on top, maybe the father and son of the Prime Minister could also become a generation of virtuous ministers. ”

Xia Jingyun pointed to the river in front of him noncommittally, and said slowly with a little emotion: "The water of the waves is clear, you can wet me, and the water of the waves is turbid, you can wet my feet." Qing Si is sufficient, turbidity is enough, and it is also self-sufficient. ”

The eyes of the young man on the side showed sincere admiration, "The water of the waves is clear or turbid, and there are people in the world who are either wholeheartedly loyal, or with the light and dust, and everything they think and do is with the world." Father's talent is really peerless, and his casual words are so accurate and thought-provoking. ”

Xia Jingyun turned his head and glanced at the son who had inherited the Xia family's power in officialdom, and there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes that was well hidden.

"If a poor child with nothing says such words, it is quite good. But you, born with the wealth of the sky, are destined to lead the Xia family, and you who control the situation, if your knowledge stops there, it will be far from enough. ”

Xia Jingyun stood up, "This world is clear water, others will use it to wash the crown belt, this world is turbid water, others will use it to wash their feet." But you're no one else. You are not passive in the world, you have the ability to change the world. ”

He looked at his son seriously, "Who are you, what kind of thoughts you have in your heart, what kind of opportunities you will have." The wife will dishonor herself, and the descendants will dishonor her, and the family will destroy herself, and the descendants will destroy it, and the country will be cut down by itself, and the descendants will cut it down. Send you two sentences, but you can't do it, but ask for yourself. Righteousness is stored in the body, and evil cannot be done. ”

The young man, who had always thought highly of himself, was solemn, and he did not have any doubts about his father, who seemed to be a legend like a celestial man, and his face showed a shame that could not be hidden, and Su Yanyan and Qin Li, who were quietly watching from a distance in the cabin behind him, were also anxious.

"The child remembers his father's teachings."

"There is no need for this, between you and me, it is not like the inheritance of the throne, and it is impossible for me to abolish your position as heir again."

Xia Jingyun waved his hand, "I only hope that everything that so many people have obtained through all obstacles will not be beheaded like this, and let future generations laugh at it." ”

His gaze fell on the letter in the young man's hand, "Just like this generation of ministers and this amazing Qin Gongzi father and son." ”

These words fell on the ears of the young man, which could not be said to be insignificant, and he sweated almost instantly, lowered his head, and then seemed to be afraid of being looked down upon by his father again, so he straightened his back again and raised his head.

Xia Jingyun's face showed a little smile, "That's right, know your mistakes, just change it, what do you say." ”

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and cautiously asked the curious doubt in his heart, "Father, people nowadays say that this son of treachery is just a short-lived ghost with great ambitions and talents, but listening to you, it seems that you still appreciate this son of treachery?" ”

"In my father's life, among the opponents I have experienced, only Qin Sichao, Xiao Fengshan, and Yelushi are fierce opponents."

The young man's heart was shocked, as the heir of the Xia family, of course he knew about Xiao Fengshan's subsequent development, not to mention Yelushi, the Great Liao Taizu.

I didn't expect my father to have such an evaluation of this adulterous son who was quite unbearable in the world.

Xia Jingyun stood on the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the river breeze was like the past, rushing towards him.

The hull of the boat swayed slightly in the river water, and in a trance, he seemed to be standing in the twenty-third year of Chongning in Great Xia, that rickety midsummer.