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The main Bo and Ding Sanji stopped, stood one after the other, and watched Hu Baoxiang slowly pacing through the corridor, his speed was not much faster than that of a snail, his eyes were dizzy and he seemed to be unable to see the road clearly, and he had to stop and look at it from time to time. In the corners of the eyes, white eye droppings accumulated two centimeters long.

When the two soldiers next to him saw him coming, they hurriedly gave way to the back, not daring to approach.

This is a difficult master, not to mention knocking him down, even if he touches him, I am afraid that he will be touched. When he was young, he was very difficult, and when he was old, it was even more troublesome, and behind the other townsmen, they all called him old and immortal, and no one was willing to be with him.

Like Indians making way for cattle, Zhu Bo and Ding Sanji waited anxiously, if they had a watch, they would definitely start looking at it.

After waiting for the tea time, Hu Baoxiang walked out of the gate, got on a donkey cart with a crutch, drove the donkey cart himself, and walked away.

He clearly saw that behind the door, in the flower window, and behind the pillars, whether it was a clerk, a maid or a guard, they all saw the scene of him and the Lord Bo standing side by side in his eyes and imprinted it in his heart.

At this tea time, his heart struggled again, and the dot that represented him was like a fluorescent lamp with a broken ballast, flashing all the time, and Zi Baifeng helped him feel anxious.

Finally waited until Hu Baoxiang was leaving, he hurriedly walked a few steps, ostensibly to lead the way, but in fact, three steps and two steps, and ran out of the gate in the blink of an eye, not at all like a middle-aged Xiangzheng.

But the lord Bo took a square step, and when he passed by the guard standing by the pillar, he had to stop for a moment, and he had to wait for those people to finish saluting him, and then he continued to walk, and carried it all the way.

Zi Baifeng shook his head, this master is thin, and he is hopeless.

He had already begun to think about how to make this master bow abdicate and make way for Xian, and then let who should be his lord Bo.

Zi Baifeng drew for an hour, filtered the entire Mengcheng Mansion, and then began to bow his head and deal with the paperwork.

He opened the bookbox—this bookbox was made of those tablets from the bird and mouse view, and the good 10,000-year-old sandalwood gave off a refreshing wood fragrance, and as soon as he opened the lid, the four treasures of the study inside popped out.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

After Zi Baifeng helped his father make an axe, saw, and chisel the four brothers, he felt that these four brothers were of great use, so he also raised five little demons for himself, it was the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone The five brothers are also, the difference is that the ink here is not an ink block, but a pen wash, and the paper is not paper, but a paperweight - this pair of guys are twins.

The four treasures of the study jumped out of the bookcase, and as soon as they changed, they became five one-foot-long little people, jumping around on the table, two paperweight demons with long rough hands and feet, like a hard worker on the dock, carrying a volume of papers, spread out on the table, the inkstone is simply a miniature version of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, wearing a tortoise shell, he lazily walked to the table, hugged a piece of ink with his limbs together, and slowly grinded it. Bishu is a fat man like Maitreya Buddha with a big belly, but his big belly does not grow, but a large bottle hangs on his chest, which is dangling and filled with water.

The brush is a woman wearing a black dress, with a cold face, holding her black braids with both hands, she has a unique skill, that is, she can write two lines of words at the same time, and it is absolutely impossible to see that the two lines of words are actually written at the same time.

With these five little demons, Zi Baifeng already has a great talent that he will never forget, if he needs to refer to something, the two rough paperweights will jump up and down the bookshelf and bring them, and the other Zi Baifeng doesn't need to move his hands, he just needs to read it again, and then casually say his opinion - no, he still needs to do it, because he wants to stamp.

But the seal is also simple, just a clapping of hands, a red seal appears on the paperwork.

Even with such efficiency, Zi Baifeng was busy until the sun was setting west, and he just had a hurried meal at noon.

During the period, Zi Baifeng did not dare to make a decision easily, and turned out many documents made by the prince in the past, and then made a decision.

It's not just Zi Baifeng who is hard, the five little demons are also tired and can't walk, and the two paperwork carries the paperwork back and forth, although they only need to put the paperwork outside the screen and let Zi Baifeng take it when he needs it, but his tired legs are like being filled with lead, sitting in the corridor outside the door and panting.

At the end of the year, it was Zi Baifeng, who was full of spiritual energy, that was the most vigorous.

Sent the two paperwork away, let them go home from work, and find their own mothers, Zi Baifeng cleaned up the work in his hand a little, and it was already time to hold the lamp.

Opening the bookcase, the five little demons jumped in by themselves, and they fell asleep tiredly, and the snoring inside could be heard from the outside.

Zi Baifeng patted the bookbox lightly, said hard work, stepped up the bookbox, and walked out.

At this time, it was already the time of the palm lamp, the lights in the corridor had been lit, and some dim air dead wind lamps were gently swaying in the night breeze, reflecting the shadows of flowers and plants on both sides of the corridor.

Zi Baifeng said hard to the two guards guarding the door, and walked slowly along the corridor, stretching his muscles and bones while reviewing the affairs of the recent days.

When they came, everyone welcomed them, hugged them back and forth, but when they left, they were alone and extremely quiet.

Zi Baifeng still enjoyed such quietness, he slowly paced to the outermost class room in the corridor, and saw two figures sitting in the class room.

The two figures were very familiar, Zi Baifeng hurriedly walked two steps quickly, and said, "Dad, Qianshan, why are you here?"

"Brother......" Xiaoshi was already asleep in Zijian's arms, and at this time he opened his eyes a slit, like a lazy kitten, barked softly, and closed his eyes again.

"The prince came out, so I will leave first. Luo Qianshan arched his hand, turned around and strode away, Zijian watched him walk out of the door, and then said, "Your aunt...... Your mother doesn't worry about you, let me and Xiaoshi take a look. ”

Although he couldn't help much, on the first day of his son's tenure as the king, he always came to cheer for his son.

In fact, he arrived in the afternoon, and the guards and stewards in the house wanted to let him rest inside, but he was reluctant to go in, for fear of disturbing Zi Baifeng, so he sat in the class room. The guards couldn't, so they invited Luo Qianshan to accompany them.

Zi Baifeng turned his back and asked Zijian to put the small stone on his back, and walked out side by side with Zijian.

The guard next to him tried to step forward to help carry the small rock, but stopped again.

They didn't dare to bother, and they didn't admit to bothering, and there seemed to be no room for them to help between the three of them.

"This little guy is getting heavier and heavier. Zi Baifeng tossed the little stone, let the little stone hang down his head against his neck, the little stone muttered a few words in the fog, but he didn't open his eyes, Zi Baifeng suddenly hit a spirit, and said helplessly: "Still drooling in my neck." ”

Zijian took out a handkerchief, helped Xiaoshi wipe the corners of his mouth, and helped his eldest son wipe the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead, and said in a low voice: "You're tired for a day, I'll carry it." ”

"I'm not tired. Zi Baifeng refused, and walked out of the gate with Zijian.

A horseman drove the carriage forward, it was no longer a troika, but there were also two horses, Zi Baifeng shook his head and refused, and said: "If it is not arranged in the future, there will be no carriage, you can go back and rest." ”

Treadsnow ran over, stretching his neck to take the small stone, but Zi Baifeng shook his head again, Treadsnow could only bite his reins and follow behind the three of them.

In front of Mengcheng Mansion, on the long street, the lights are on, the lights are dim, the old men and women who sit idly, the men and women who have trysts, the busy hawkers, and the pedestrians who are in a hurry.

"Dad, time is so fast......" Zi Baifeng said in a low voice, he still remembered that this time last year, he was going to take the hospital exam, Dad was not worried about himself, he brought a small stone, rushed from Xiayan Village to cheer himself up, they bought Mengchengju's meat buns and sent them to themselves, but they were reluctant to eat them. I told myself to go back in the evening, but I shrank in the corner all night......

He still remembers that at this time last year, in the examination room of the college examination, he woke up and became the current Zi Baifeng, almost didn't have time to finish writing the question, and was drunk by Mr. again, and suddenly had that memory.

He still remembers that at this time last year, when he came out of the examination room, he saw his father standing there, with white temples, fishtails at the corners of his eyes, and a small stone with his neck shrunch, not daring to look at him.

He still remembers that at this time last year, he walked out of the examination room of the academy, full of confidence, and felt that his first name was in sight, but he suddenly fainted to the ground, missed the opportunity to be the secretary of the palace, and was assigned to go back to Xiayan Village to be the village leader.

He still remembers that at this time last year, he carried a small stone that had not yet woken up, and went on the road with his father, stepping on the morning light, and walked in the direction of Xiayan Village.

At this time, a year has passed, and he is already the prince of Mengcheng, but he is still the same as last year, carrying a sleeping small stone, following his father's footsteps, walking through this long street and going to Xiayan Village.

Everything, it seems, has not changed.

But everything has changed again.

Daddy's posture is so upright, the white hair on his temples has long disappeared, the fishtail has been ironed out with happiness and smile, there is no trace of it, the two stand together, not like father and son, but like brothers.

The small stone on his back was much heavier, and this year he had grown taller and fatter, but he was still so naughty and so unreassuring.

And myself, what has changed?

What has changed in this long street, this Mongolian city?

What has changed in this world?

Nothing seems to have changed, but everything has changed.

Xiayan Village is my home, Jiuyan Township is my home, and Mengcheng is also my home.

Anyone, don't think about touching my Mongcheng, Mongcheng is mine!

Zi Baifeng secretly swore in his heart.