(twenty one)
Qi Ji will definitely not be as embarrassed as Wen Yu, and he will definitely be able to give her a voice and blind the eyes of these new friends.
In this regard, Sunge is full of confidence.
Huh, after all, it is Xin Qiji who has been passed down through the ages.
But, imagination is beautiful, reality is funny.
Xin Qiji and Yue Yun's eldest son Yue Fu are similar in age.
One is a learner who is struggling to walk, has trouble speaking, and tries his best to imitate adults.
One is a little devil who is three or four years old and hates dogs. He is bright even if he is not exposed to the sun, but his skin is itchy if he is exposed to some sunshine.
The two hit it off immediately and were not convinced by each other.
Then, Yue Fu relied on the wind to urinate at a greater distance and narrowly won.
Sunge:......
this……
This was so different from what she imagined.
Xin Wenyu used ink to paint as a habit, but Sun Ge repeatedly stopped him, "There's no need to record this scene, right?"
"Didn't my father say that he should carefully record every dark history of Qiji's growth?" Xin Wenyu asked in confusion.
Sun Ge curled his lips, why is this child so honest?
Before, it was her bad taste.
Now, she was really afraid that she would ruin Xin Qiji's good name in history books.
Xin Qiji grinned unknowingly.
Sunge: How stupid, I didn’t see it.
Seeing Yue Fu trying to trick Xin Qiji, who was unable to walk steadily, into playing in the courtyard with urine-soaked dirt, Sun Ge felt that her whole body was about to burst!
"General Yue, your grandson!"
Yue Fei calmly shifted the blame and said, "Yue Yun, it's your fault for not being a godfather."
Yue Yun: He was the one injured again.
"Sir, father, what I am thinking about right now is, what is the little clay man that Fu'er gave me three months ago, and I have to play with it day and night? What is it for?"
As soon as Yue Yun's words came out, Yue Fei's expression also changed.
"As a father, I received a small clay bowl from Fu'er."
"Later, I even found a craftsman to bake it specially."
Sunge leaned forward and backward with laughter. Sure enough, happiness did not disappear, but only transferred.
Hearing this, Xin Wenyu quickly put down the brush in his hand, held Xin Qiji in his arms as he was about to run out with his hands and feet, and looked warily at Yue Fu who was about to try.
Yue Fu's eyes were clear and confused. It was obvious that he didn't have any bad intentions, but simply thought it was fun.
Xin Qiji kept struggling, wanting to go out and play games with mud.
"Qiji, Dirty, we don't want to play."
Xin Wenyu's old father's heart was about to be broken.
Yue Fu was serious, gnawing on his little finger and shaking his head, "It's not dirty. I even roasted a beggar's chicken. It's edible."
"I ate!"
Yue Fu puffed up his chest and patted his small chest, confirming it.
Sun Ge laughed with tears streaming down his face. Yue Fei's eldest grandson is really a living treasure.
You know, Yue Fu was also able to write: "Lukou is the strongest in the world, and Chu leads the three Wus. There are forts inside and outside the mountains and rivers, and the tunnels dominate the divine capital."
"Looking at Fanggang, crossing the Red Cliff, thinking about the ambition. The loneliness and domineering attitude should make me laugh at the Aman Shu of that day."
"Far away from the blue sea, I once glimpsed the battlements of the Chicheng Tower. Because I looked proudly at the world, I still have the bones of Pingxu. I have a hundred thousand soldiers in my arsenal and hundreds of poems in my writing field."
He also made friends with Lu You, Yang Wanli, Zhang Xiaoxiang, Fan Chengda and others through poetry.
"General Yue, have you eaten?"
Sun Ge sighed and asked with a smile.
Yue Fei's face was dark. He not only ate it, but he and Yue Yun also fought over who ate the chicken drumsticks.
"Don't go!"
"You are not allowed to teach Qi Ji bad."
Yue Fei's rough big hand slapped Yue Fu on the head.
It looks intimidating, but in fact it is light and airy.
Yue Fu didn't feel angry or cry. He hummed twice and said with regret and reluctance, "Okay then."
"Brother Qiji, I will teach you how to play other games next time."
other?
Sun Ge and Yue Fei's hearts were lifted high again.
As night falls, under the eaves, lanterns sway in the wind.
Inside the house, the refreshing aroma of wine filled the air.
"To my new friends."
"Respect those who travel with us."
Yue Fei was full of praise for the wine made by Sunge: "Sir, you are really impressed and surprised every time."
"Others say that with three hundred and sixty, one will be number one."
"When I arrived at my husband's place, all three hundred and sixty lines were ranked number one, sir."
Sunge leaned on the chair, looked at the night outside the window, and waved his hand, "That's wrong. In the scientific examination, although I am a Jinshi, I am not the number one scholar."
"The world is vast, and there are people outside."
"You and Zhang Xian take a break for a few days, and I will take you to a good place."
"It's going to get cold again today. As soon as winter comes, it might snow one day without any warning."
Originally, Yue Fei was going to die in this cold winter and not be able to see the flowers blooming in the coming spring.
But now, she saved Yue Fei in advance.
Yue Fei can freely watch the flying snow, watch the spring rain, appreciate the summer flowers, and enjoy the autumn breeze.
"If it snows, you won't be able to go to nice places."
Yue Fei put down the cup in his hand and said, "Deep in the mountains?"
Although it was a question, the tone was extremely affirmative.
Sunge said with a smile, "Yes, but it's not an ordinary deep mountain."
"You will be delighted to see him."
"Keep it as you like."
Ordinary mountains cannot hide her mine.
"No need to rest, we can do it tomorrow." Yue Fei and Zhang Xian agreed.
"That's fine." Sunge agreed.
"That's fine." A soft and waxy voice sounded immediately.
The tone and tone are all imitating Sun Ge as much as possible.
As soon as Sunge turned her head, she saw Xin Qiji looking at her eagerly.
"You go too."
Xin Qiji staggered over, hugged Sun Ge's legs, crawled all the way into Sun Ge's arms, and pressed a gentle kiss on Sun Ge's cheek.
Yue Fu was anxious...
But Yue Fu was a little older after all, so he didn't dare to speak directly.
"Fu'er, don't mess around."
Yue Yun looked serious.
Sun Ge didn't care, "Let's go together. It just allows them to see things and open their eyes. Only by seeing a lot can they become knowledgeable. In the future, they will no longer only focus on one-third of an acre."
Yue Yun lowered his head and said, "Listen to sir."
"It's colder in the mountains, so wear thicker clothes tomorrow."
Sunge instructed.
The night is getting darker, the study window is wide open, and the smell of alcohol has dissipated.
Yue Yun and Zhang Xian were already drunk, and were helped back to their rooms by their servants to fall asleep.
In the study, only Sunge and Yue Fei were left.
Yue Fei's cheeks were slightly red due to the alcohol, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.
This is his new beginning.
This is their new beginning.
This is a new beginning for thousands of people in the lost land.
As a general, you protect your family and your country.
If the country is not a country, then he will protect the country and the people.
"Sir, do you want that seat?"
Yue Fei looked at the huge map hanging on the wall and spoke suddenly.
Sunge burped, a little indecent, "If, if I said, I started to accumulate strength just in the hope that my grandson could show off his ambitions, would you believe it?"
"My grandson must have the ambition to save the country and the world."
"I don't want his life to be like a general, full of regrets."
"Then I thought, if we want to do it, we should just do it bigger. Anyway, the court in Lin'an is unreliable. It always fails its loyal ministers and good generals, and repeatedly disappoints people."
(End of chapter)
