In the palace, Governor Han was puzzled: "Mr. Song, let people out like this?" ”

He wanted to say that Yuezhou has changed so much, and Wang Wei is not stupid, so he is afraid that he can guess some clues.

Song Chaoyu smiled: "If you don't let him out, do you want to lock him up?" ”

Han Zhifu felt that it was not very good, although he had already guessed what the lord and Mr. Song wanted to do next, and he had already gotten on the boat, but now Yuezhou's strength was not enough, and he could not have a head-on conflict with the imperial court for the time being.

"Let's see how he is, he has been staying in Yuezhou, and it's not us who are in a hurry."

Wang Wei is indeed a little anxious.

A few days ago, he was still calm and devoted himself to investigating the current situation in Yuezhou, but after a few days, he found that Yuezhou did not restrict himself at all, let himself ask around, but did not let himself leave, he figured it out.

Yuezhou is not in a hurry.

He came quietly with two entourages in private, and in the eyes of others, Wang Wei, the guard general of Yuzhou, is still staying in Yuzhou.

But if you don't show up for a long time, there will always be doubts.

If anyone finds out that he is missing, can they guess that the other person is in Yuezhou?

Wang Wei thought about his past impression of Yuezhou, and shook his head, afraid it would be difficult.

Even if his henchmen recruited him to come to Yuezhou privately, he ...... I'm afraid the ending won't be too good.

Will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stand up to protect himself? Wang Wei couldn't even think that the current one was a cool one.

Wang Wei decided to go and ask to see the king of Yuezhou.

In addition to wanting to achieve his goal from the young King Yuezhou, he also wanted to see with his own eyes how His Royal Highness was doing now.

He went to see the Han prefect.

Governor Han was still very talkative, and he didn't embarrass him, and showed him the way: "Your Royal Highness, at this time, you should be following Mr. Song to take martial arts lessons." I'll have you take you to the palace. ”

Wang Wei was at a loss when he said this, Mr. Song, martial arts?

He thought of the face he had seen last time, and it was really difficult to associate it with the word "Wu".

As soon as Governor Han saw his face, he understood, and somehow, he suddenly thought of himself five years ago.

He couldn't help but laugh: "General Wang, Mr. Song is not an ordinary person, you don't have to look at him with common sense." ”

Wang Wei didn't understand for the time being, and followed the people to the Yuezhou Palace.

Yuezhou Wang Fu is still the previous house, Yuezhou has developed well in recent years, not only Li Rong has mentioned it a few times, but the Han prefect has said that he will rebuild a palace.

It was Zhao Lingwei who refused, saying that he had enough to live for the time being, and it would not be too late to build a palace when Yuezhou became richer.

These words only circulated among the officials of Yuezhou, and everyone was very emotional, His Royal Highness Dao Xiao was a good lord who was benevolent and thrifty.

It was Feng Ke who received Wang Wei, and when he learned Wang Wei's identity, he raised his eyebrows and led Wang Wei directly to the martial arts academy of the palace.

Zhao Lingwei was immediately drawing the bow.

Wang Wei stood far away, and saw that the young man was strong and thin, and he was full of spirit, where did he look a little sick?

What he was holding in his hand was a longbow for adults.

Wang Wei also pointed out his children at home, and subconsciously frowned: "How can such a young child——"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man draw his arrow with great skill, and set up his bow, the string was like a full moon, and the arrow was sharp

Bullseye.

He swallowed back Fang Cai's words and said in shock: "Your Highness's strength? ”

Feng Ke's face was full of pride: "Our little highness is born with divine power, he is only ten years old, and his strength is no longer smaller than that of ordinary soldiers. ”

He added: "Of course, Mr. Song is still discerning and teaches well!" ”

I think that at the beginning, he and Aunt Li both looked at His Royal Highness as if they were eyeballs, and always felt that His Royal Highness was thinner than ordinary people, and never considered letting His Royal Highness practice martial arts.

It was Mr. Song who proposed to practice martial arts to strengthen his body.

And at His Royal Highness, Mr. Song's words are more effective than him and Aunt Li combined.

There was no way, they could only let His Royal Highness follow Mr. Song to try.

As a result, after a try, His Royal Highness turned out to be a peerless genius who practiced martial arts!

While the two were talking, the young man on the horse had already dismounted neatly and happily rushed towards the man in white standing on the other side.

It looked like he wanted to rush over and hug someone, but he restrained himself when he thought of something.

Song Chao looked at the child who was already so high on his chest, reached out and touched his head, and did not hesitate to praise himself: "Brother Lin is awesome!" ”

Zhao Ling bent his eyes slightly, and said proudly: "I was taught by Mr. himself, Mr. is so powerful, I am naturally stronger than others." ”

Wang Wei watched the interaction between the two and said, "Your Royal Highness and Mr. Song have a good relationship. ”

Feng Ke said: "That's natural, Mr. Song is the teacher of His Royal Highness." ”

What he didn't say was that where in the world could there be a teacher in the world who indulged and doted on his disciples like this.

His Royal Highness is already an extremely well-behaved and worry-free child, but there are always times when he is uncomfortable and willful. At that time, less than a year after coming to Yuezhou, His Royal Highness had an illness, had a high fever, and refused to take medicine.

If he refused to take the medicine, he hummed and chirped and hugged Mr. Song's hand, refusing to let go, and crying as soon as he left.

Mr. Song was helpless, so in the end he had to hug him and let someone call him for cold water to wipe his body.

Mr. Song just hugged His Royal Highness for three days and did not let go, and when he saw that His Royal Highness was uncomfortable, he conveyed internal strength to warm up until the heat faded.

Feng Ke was a little apprehensive about His Royal Highness being too close to Mr. Song before that, and after that, he was only grateful.

He knew that he and Li Rong could do this kind of behavior.

But he and Li Rong are the people who put all their lives on His Royal Highness, and their kindness to His Royal Highness begins with their loyalty to the old master.

This is not the case with Mr. Song.

He had no friendship with the former prince, he really loved this child.

The identity of him and Li Rong is destined to be difficult for one person to replace the identity of "elder" in the life of His Royal Highness, and the arrival of Mr. Song just fills this gap.

It was also after that that His Royal Highness became more fond of sticking to Mr. Song.

Feng Ke suddenly remembered that not long ago, he followed His Royal Highness and Mr. Song to the Sword Clan, and His Royal Highness fought with people, and he couldn't help but smile a little on his face.

Over there, Zhao Lingwei had already found out that there was a stranger at home.

He took the clean handkerchief handed by the attendant and wiped his hands, walked over, and stared at Wang Wei curiously.

He has lived in Yuezhou all these years, and it can be said that almost all of the people who can enter and leave the palace are familiar faces.

Wang Wei saluted him, and Feng Ke introduced

His identity. ()

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Wang Wei replied yes.

Zhao Ling's eyes rolled slightly, and he asked with a smile: "Whose order did you come to Yuezhou?" But come and see me? ”

He is getting older, he is already precocious, and he has been taught by Song Chaoyu, and his knowledge of the city is much stronger than that of his peers.

Over the years, he already knew what kind of situation he was in.

Wang Wei looked at him in a daze, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "Yes...... His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

The courtyard was silent.

When Wang Wei said it, he was relaxed: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince cares about His Royal Highness and ordered me to come to Yuezhou to investigate one by one." ”

Feng Ke's face had sunk.

Zhao Lingwei's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was still relaxed: "Oh? It was touching that my uncle, whom I had never met, cared so much about me. ”

He looked at Wang Wei like a real child, and asked curiously: "Then how will General Wang reply to his uncle?" ”

Wang Wei sighed and said: "Xiaguan has never been to Yuezhou, and I heard that Yuezhou is remote and poor, foreign races are rampant, and the people are not happy. His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou is only a ten-year-old child, how can he subdue this group of jackals, tigers and leopards? ”

Feng Ke was stunned and stared at him suspiciously.

Zhao Lingwei also restrained his smile slightly, and asked him, "Why does the general want to cover it up for me?" ”

Wang Wei smiled bitterly: "Your Highness doesn't know, the minister has been sending the news of Yuezhou to Beijing for five consecutive years, but this year, I have only come to Yuezhou for the first time." ”

If he truthfully transmitted the news of Yuezhou to Beijing, what would the prince think? How could the prince not guess that he had been deceiving all the years ago?

With the temperament of the prince, can he tolerate being played with like this?

He had no choice.

Song Chaoyu was a little surprised, and he wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't expect that there was such a layer in the middle. Looking at it this way, in fact, since Wang Wei stepped into Yuezhou, he has no other choice.

In the end, Wang Wei left a token that could represent his identity, and left Yuezhou half sadly, half expectantly.

The Double Ninth Festival in early September is also the birthday of Song Chaoyu.

Zhao Lingwei was much more attentive than him, and he pulled Aunt Li to muttered and made him new clothes for a long time.

On the day of Chongyang, Song Chaoyu changed into the delicate heavy purple robe, and Aunt Li almost straightened her eyes.

Her face was full of amazement, and she sighed: "I usually only see Mr. wearing plain colors, but today I put on this outfit, if I go out, I'm afraid that the girls in Yuezhou will not be able to walk when they see you." ”

Song Chaoyu looked at herself in the mirror and agreed: "It's really good-looking, my aunt's craftsmanship is good." ”

While speaking, Zhao Lingwei also came in like a wind.

Song Chaoyu saw that he was wearing a robe that was exactly the same as himself, just one size smaller, obviously from the same cloth.

Zhao Ling stayed at the door and looked at him for a while before he threw himself into his arms: "Mr. is so good-looking!" ”

Song Chaoyu looked at him funny: "It's not a gift for Mr., why did you make yourself a body?" ”

Zhao Lingwei didn't have this idea at first, but that day Aunt Li showed him the finished product, and he heard it in his ears while thinking about what his husband would look like in his new clothes

Aunt Li said that this fabric is beautiful, see what else can be done. ()

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As soon as he said this, he immediately thought of himself and his husband wearing the same clothes and appearing together.

Nowadays, there is no concept of parent-child outfit couples, but he just thinks that in this way, others will know at a glance that he has an extraordinary relationship with Mr., and he is different from others!

In terms of intimacy, no one can compare to him and Mr.!

Hearing Mr. ask, he said confidently: "Mr. is good-looking, I am also good-looking, we wear the same, it is twice as good-looking!" ”

Aunt Li has always doted on him, and nodded again and again when she heard this: "Your Royal Highness is right, Mr. and His Royal Highness are standing together like this, I don't even know where to put my eyes." ”

Song Chaoyu just said that casually, in fact, he also thought it was quite interesting to go out like this.

Aunt Li ordered someone to bring breakfast to Song Chaoyu, and in front of Song Chaoyu was a bowl of longevity noodles.

With a clear chicken broth as a base, the noodles are a complete dragon beard noodles, and the bowl is filled with eggs, mushrooms and vegetables, which can be said to be full of color and flavor.

Since he was seven years old, on this day every year, Zhao Lingwei would get up early to prepare such a bowl of noodles for his husband. From the first time it was rude, to now, it looks no different from the cook in the house.

We all know that this is to pay attention to an auspicious person, and there is nothing to say that you can't break it after eating it in one bite.

Song Chaoyu tasted it and praised: "Brother Lin'er's craftsmanship has improved again. ”

Zhao Lingwei listened, then showed a very happy expression, and looked at him with a blank eye: "Does Mr. like it?" ”

He knew that Mr. liked it, but he just wanted to ask, and he wanted to listen to Song Chaoyu praise a few more words.

"I love it."

"Every year I cook for my husband!"

Li Rong looked at it from the side, and a loving smile appeared on his lips.

If she had seen this scene two years earlier, she would have remembered that when His Royal Highness and Niangniang were still there, she would inevitably touch the scene and secretly shed tears when she turned her back.

But after all, people are looking forward, seeing that His Royal Highness is getting better and better, and when she burns incense and prays for the old lord every year, she can also feel at ease.

After breakfast, the two went out.

Sure enough, as Li Rong said, one big and one small are born well, and they wear the same clothes, as long as they meet pedestrians on the road, there is no one who can't look at the two of them.

Many people also came up to say hello:

"I've seen the little prince, I've seen Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song and the little prince are really dressed in chic today, change Ming'er, I will also do this with my stinky boy."

"Auntie, I also want to wear the same clothes as my aunt."

That is, Wang Wei left quickly, if he stayed here, he would be even more surprised when he saw this scene.

He has lived in the capital for many years, and has been stationed in Yuzhou for many years, and he has never seen the people of a place who are not afraid of officials, but are close.

Suddenly, the girl with a flower hairpin on her head walked over quickly, and stuffed the flower basket full of flowers in her hand into Song Chaoyu's arms.

Song Chaoyu was caught off guard, and the girl in front of him blushed and shouted, "Mr. Song, I wish you a happy birthday!" ”

After saying this, she ran away, not giving Song Chaoyu a chance to react at all.

The girl said this

() If something is turned on.

The pedestrians and vendors who were still greeting Song Chaoyu before bent down one by one to take out the hidden things and leaned towards Song Chaoyu:

"Mr. Song, this is the hundred blessing map that my aunt embroidered for you!"

"Mr. Song, this is a rice cake made from newly harvested rice in my field, it is very fragrant, you can taste it."

"My craftsmanship is not good, you can accept this cloth and make clothes for you."

“……”

There was even a little lamb who wanted to learn to stuff it into Song Chaoyu's hand, but when he saw that he had something in his hand and was wearing new clothes, he was embarrassed to touch it, so he stood aside with his own arms.

Song Chaoyu was surrounded by the people, and the things that everyone had just sent over at his feet were all around him, some people were still watching from the side, and many people ran away after giving gifts.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, realize something, and look at Zhao Lingwei beside him: "What did you do?" ”

Zhao Lingwei hurriedly shook his head: "I just revealed it in advance, Mr. is born today, but I didn't let anyone give you a gift." ”

These people are really grateful to Mr., so they will save good things and blessings, and want to give them to Mr. on this day.

This kind of thing has actually happened a long time ago.

Song Chaoyu and Zhao Lingwei lived in the palace together, two years earlier, every year during the New Year, there were people who secretly put things outside the palace.

Later, Feng Ke took the guards to return them one by one, and repeatedly dissuaded them, so as to stop the spontaneous behavior of the people of Yuezhou.

When the people next to him heard it, they immediately helped the little prince explain:

"Yes, Mr. Song, no one asked us to give gifts, we wanted to give them ourselves."

"Mr. Song, the sweet potatoes and rice seeds you gave us have never starved our family again, and our whole family is grateful to you!"

"And cement! My house is now sturdy and spacious, and I live in it every day, not to mention how solid my heart is. ”

"If you hadn't let me, I would have enshrined your immortal tablet at home."

"When I go out, my lady can say, if I dare to bring things back, don't go in."

Zhao Lingwei "got the snow of grievances", and immediately looked at his husband proudly.

Song Chaoyu was surrounded by the enthusiasm of the people of Yuezhou, and said with a helpless smile: "I understand everyone's kindness, I really don't have to give so many gifts, I don't lack anything." ”

"That's not good, we are not allowed to send it on the New Year's Day, and we can't accept it on our birthday, we have received such a great favor from Mr., and we don't return it one by one, and our hearts are uneasy."

"Yes, sir, we listened to Mr., and we didn't send valuables, it was all a little bit of our own heart."

In the end, Song Chaoyu couldn't bear these enthusiasms, so he ordered someone to bring a message to the palace and called a few attendants to come over and bring back the hearts of the people of Yuezhou.

Zhao Lingwei smiled when he saw this, and shouted loudly: "This afternoon, the palace will set up a flowing water seat in the east of the city, and everyone will come to cheer if you have time!" ”

"Be sure to go, you must go!"

"I also want to rub Mr. Song's immortal energy!"

"Did you hear that? In the afternoon, I closed the stall and went to eat the flowing water seat, so hurry up if you want to buy something! ”

The crowd was boiling, this was the flowing water seat of the palace, and it was invited by the little prince himself. When the people heard the news, they decided to go home and tell their families the news later.

Especially if you have children at home,

? [(()，

The little prince is also the grandson of the dragon and the phoenix, and they must hold their children to get lucky.

Song Chaoyu took advantage of the crowd and hurriedly pulled Zhao Lingwei away, still carrying the flower basket that the girl forcibly stuffed into his hand at the beginning.

Zhao Lingwei was led by him with one hand, ran to a secluded place, and couldn't help laughing.

"Sir, it turns out that you also have a scene that you can't handle." He said proudly, and looked up at him again, "Do you still like the birthday gift that the disciple gave you?" ”

Without asking, he knew that the gentleman must like it.

Because the gentleman had a smile in his eyes.

"I'm really happy to see so many people sincerely bless me." Song Chaoyu has never been a person who can hide his true thoughts, nor will he spoil the happiness of his disciples, and generously admit that he is happy.

As for the fact that there is no need to make such a big fuss about his birthday, I will mention it next time I teach.

"How did you come up with the idea of asking the people to celebrate my birthday?" I have to say that it really exceeded his expectations, and it was indeed a surprise.

"Naturally, I thought of it." Zhao Lingwei's tone was very natural, "I am especially grateful to Mr., Mr., on his birthday, I can't wait to hold my best, even the best things in the world, in front of Mr." ”

"I think the people will be so grateful, like sir." And, he thinks, the gentleman will also like the gift.

He looked at the flowers in the jade basket of the Song Dynasty, and suddenly rose: "Sir, I'll give you a hairpin flower." ”

There are many flowers in Yuezhou, and young people in Yuezhou, both men and women, have a hobby of hairpins.

However, Song Chaoyu was in the palace all the year round, and most of the Yuezhou palaces were absolutely loyal subordinates screened by Feng Ke and Li Rong from the old ministry of the former prince.

Zhao Lingwei didn't get a response, he looked up at his husband, and smelled a fragrant breeze blowing the tip of his nose, and the top of his head was heavy.

Song Chaoyu withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "What a handsome little boy!" Brother Lin, you are a good age, this flower should be the most suitable for you to wear! ”

Zhao Lingwei wanted to reach out to take it, but when he said this, he put his hand down, and his eyes were shining: "Sir, is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful!" Song Chaoyu really thinks it is good-looking, the ten-year-old boy is the age of male and female, the Dajing royal family has been genetically modified by many generations of beauties, and there is nothing to say about the appearance, Brother Lin, as a son of luck, is even more first-class and good-looking.

He was dressed in a brightly colored robe, and a double-petaled chrysanthemum was crowned with a hairpin, like a delicate little girl.

"Poof."

The master and apprentice turned their heads, and they saw not far away, a young girl from the Sword Clan was looking at the two of them and laughing.

Seeing that she was discovered, the girl walked over generously: "Hello Mr. Song." ”

She looked at Zhao Lingwei again, curious: "Are you the little prince of Dajing?" ”

Not all the people of the Dao Clan had seen Zhao Lingwei, but they must all recognize Song Chaoyu.

With others present, Zhao Lingwei immediately put away the child's posture in front of Mr. and nodded dignified and reserved.

"My name is Monya, and I am the next priest of the Sword Clan." Meng Ya is a very fit girl, her complexion is slightly dark, her facial features are beautiful and sharp, she is wearing the clothes of the knife clan, revealing half of her forearms, smooth

() Nice thin muscles are clearly visible.

She handed Song Chaoyu a box: "Mr. Song, this is a birthday gift from Raya Priest. ”

The gift of the sword clan, Song Chaoyu will not refuse.

He took it, thanked him, and invited Meng Ya to the palace as a guest.

Meng Ya refused, she came to Yuezhou City to buy things, and she had to rush back to the clan today.

However, she didn't leave immediately, and looked at Song Chaoyu intently with a pair of beautiful and wild big eyes: "Mr. Song, how old are you this year?" ”

Song Chaoyu was puzzled and replied, "It's ten." ”

Monya blinked: "I'm nineteen, a little younger than you." ”

Song Chaoyu was not curious about the age of a girl, and smiled suspiciously.

Then I heard the girl say astonishingly: "We are very old enough, sir, will you have a baby with me?" ”

Song Chaoyu stood in place, looking at his expression as if he was still very calm, but in fact, his mind was confused at this time.

Did he just talk to the girl in front of him about something? Or is there something wrong with his memory, he missed a paragraph, why, suddenly jumped to this step?

Zhao Lingwei reacted faster than him, and after he was stunned, he reacted quickly, blocked in front of Mr., and stared at the girl in front of him: "What kind of bastard are you talking about!" ”

Meng Ya was puzzled: "Mr. Song is the messenger of the God of Fire, and your child will definitely be the best child." If we had a child, he would be the future leader of the Knife Clan. ”

Song Chaoyu came back to his senses and thought of the customs of the sword clan.

The Dao Clan is different from Dajing, many of the young men and women in the clan are single, and a person can have many partners in his life, as long as they do not betray each other during the existence of the relationship.

Some girls want to have children and if they don't want to start a family, they will find a man who is willing to have children with her, and give birth to the child to be raised by the woman.

Of course, there are also the kind of people who have a good relationship with each other and are willing to sign a marriage contract and form a family under the witness of the god of fire. The clan will also give them the greatest blessings.

Obviously, Miss Monya is the former.

Song Chaoyu, who came back to his senses, also regained his composure, this kind of lifestyle is actually not uncommon in other races, but his task world is a human race with relatively strict order and etiquette, and he was a little stunned all of a sudden.

He shook his head and explained, "Miss Mengya, you should understand the customs of our Dajing. It is impossible for a responsible and responsible man to agree to your request. ”

Monya frowned, lost in thought.

Song Chaoyu gave an example: "For example, I will tell you now, I like you and want to marry you." Becoming a husband and wife means that from now until we grow old and die, we are all a family and will always live under the same roof. In your life, you can only have me as a man. ”

"Would you like to?"

Meng Ya thought about that scene carefully, and suddenly shuddered.

No way!

Even if it's Mr. Song, it's not good!!