Fourteenth year of Yun Kingdom
It was a period of war to expand territory and annex neighboring countries on a large scale.
Rumor has it that the son of the expedition general, named "Han Zizheng", was good at scavenging famine-stricken people and trained him as a secret chess player to sneak into neighboring countries and stir up chaos.
A person named "Gu Qi" is one of the secret chess players.
The story begins here:
In the main hall of the General's Mansion, two middle-aged men were sitting, drinking tea and chatting.
The person sitting in the main seat in the hall was General Han Zhong of the Yun Kingdom.
The man next to him wearing a brown robe is Song Lian, the official secretary of Lan State.
"Lord Song." After half a cup of tea, Han Zizheng changed into a white coat, held a sapphire fan, and strode into the hall.
Song Lian stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "This is Zizheng, right? We haven't seen him for two years, and he has grown so tall. Well, it is true that a tiger father has no dog son, and he has the demeanor of a general back then!"
"When I heard that your Excellency was coming, my nephew hurriedly went to take a shower and change clothes. It was a little late now. I hope you will forgive me."
Song Lian laughed twice and said, "It's nothing, it's just..."
Before Song Lian finished speaking, Han Zhong said, "Sit down."
Han Zizheng sat directly opposite Song Lian. Song Lian looked embarrassed, sat back on his seat and said, "It's just an extra cup of tea from General Han."
After a while of greetings, Han Zhong said: "Quinzi is ignorant, lacks qualifications, and lacks understanding. I believe there are many capable people in your country. I hope you can give me some guidance."
Song Lian used to flatter him and said: "Brother Zhong, you are so polite! As my brother's son, how can I be indifferent? If necessary, I am willing to lend a helping hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zizheng stood up and clasped his fists and said: "So, my nephew does have something, and I hope my uncle can fulfill it."
I guess you have something to ask for! Song Lian rolled his eyes and sat casually: "This -"
Seeing that Song Lian didn't respond, he picked up the tea cup and blew the tea lightly.
A trace of disdain flashed in Han Zizheng's eyes, and a fake smile hung on his lips: "I am willing to offer ten thousand taels of gold to honor my uncle."
Han Zhong watched with cold eyes and saw that Song Lian was unmoved. He laughed in a deep voice and said: "Brother Song Lian, last time we said goodbye, it seems that you are quite fond of Yingge, the maid in Zheng'er's room. The journey is tiring. This woman is good at singing and dancing, so why not take her home with you so that you can have a caring person to take care of you on the way."
Han Zizheng looked at Han Zhong in astonishment, clenched his fists, but said nothing.
"Haha, it's been a bumpy road. If I find someone funny, I won't feel bored anymore. Then -" Song Lian glanced at his side and said, "I'm so shameless that I want my nephew to part with me."
Although Han Zizheng was displeased, he could only put on a smile and said: "Where, my nephew has prepared a side room, and my uncle will stay for a few days to attend my nephew's crowning ceremony."
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
In two days, it will be the crowning ceremony. All secret guard training has been suspended in the mansion, and only a few squadrons of soldiers are practicing normally.
At night, there are no more busy slaves. The lanterns in the distance are gently swaying in the breeze, and even the residual lotus in front of them is swaying, as if they are telling the noisy day, and also seem to be in this square inch. A place to welcome the coming of night.
Gu Qi looked at the remaining lotus floating on the pond in trance.
"Xiaoqi."
Gu Qi turned around and saw Han Zizheng standing behind him at some unknown moment. Wearing a thin shirt, her indigo forehead was tied up with black hair, which floated in the wind. The broken hair on her forehead swept across her eyes, and the clarity in her eyes was like the full moon shining on a pond, giving off a quiet and soft light.
"Owner!"
Just as Gu Qi was about to stand up, Han Zizheng stepped forward and gently pressed his shoulder. Then they stepped onto the gravel and sat together on the boulder by the pond.
"Are you worried?" Han Zizheng picked up a nearby pebble and threw it into the pond, scattering a bunch of young fish.
Gu Qi looked at Han Zizheng's side face and pursed his lips: "No."
"Oh." He lowered his eyelids and after thinking for a moment, said slowly: "Tomorrow will be my crowning ceremony."
"Um."
"I didn't expect that you have been following me for four years."
Gu Qi lowered her head and said softly: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness in rescuing me. I...slave will remember it."
"Will you go tomorrow?"
"Me?" Gu Qi was surprised and raised her head to meet his clear and bright eyes.
"If the master needs it, the slave should be inseparable."
"Okay." He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "However, you can only pretend to be a regular servant, do you understand?"
Hearing this, Gu Qi blushed.
Since entering the general's residence, Han Zizheng had himself disguised as a man. Over time, everyone in the residence thought he was a man. Although Gu Qi didn't understand why it was arranged like this, he never raised any questions.
The wind blew open his collar, and the cool breeze flowed into his neck, making Gu Qi shiver.
Han Zizheng raised his hand and tugged on her collar with his slender fingers: "I have my own reasons, just follow them."
Gu Qi nodded.
Han Zizheng pinched her arm and said, "It's still too thin."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and left. The surroundings became quiet again, and the wind became a bit cooler.
Finally, Han Zizheng’s crowning ceremony came.
"Han Zizheng, the son of Han Shizhong, has grown up gradually. On the Bingchen day of the Guiwei month of the Gengzi year, he was crowned on his head. I sincerely regard the ruler and ministers as righteous, father and son, and the elders and young ones.
Han Zizheng stood in the center, listening to the prayers. He glanced in Gu Qi's direction from the corner of his eye and frowned.
Gu Qi followed the other servants and knelt down beside him, watching the serving maid change his clothes and shoes, and suddenly felt a cramping pain in his lower abdomen...
Before the ceremony was over, the guests went down two steps to receive the crowns and hats, held the hats in front of the crown bearer, and wished: "The auspicious month is the day of the month, it is time to wear your clothes, be respectful of your majesty, be kind and virtuous, may your eyebrows be long and live long, enjoy the good fortune." ." Then Han Zizheng moved to the east room again, took off his dark clothes, put on his soap shirt and leather belt, tied his shoes, and stood up outside the room.
Finally, when the ceremony was over, he knelt down to see all the guests leave. Just when I was about to stand up, I felt dizzy and my body fell back uncontrollably...
When Han Zizheng saw this, he rushed over and held her in his arms!
"Xiao Qi? Call Yan Churong! Hurry!"
Han Zizheng roared, and the boy was so frightened that he ran out in a hurry.
Several maids stood there, not knowing what to do.
Han Zizheng knelt on the ground, holding Gu Qi in his arms: "You guys go back home first. If a word about what happened today is spread, your life will be spared."
The maids resigned one after another, too frightened to speak out.
After a while, I heard the waiter outside shouting: "Doctor Yan is here!"
Behind the boy, a man came quickly carrying a medicine box.
"She fainted suddenly, come and take a look!"
Yan Churong frowned, knelt down, and after taking his pulse carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I don't think it's a big deal. It's just that the woman is old, so this girl is destined to be with you. You picked her up and raised her for four years. , it’s bigger now.”
Han Zizheng looked at Yan Churong and suddenly understood what he meant. His cheeks turned slightly red: "So that's it. I have to let Qingwan teach her."
After saying that, he picked up Gu Qi and started to leave, but Yan Churong held him back: "I'm afraid there's something wrong with you going back home like this. And..."
Yan Churong stopped talking.
Seeing Han Zizheng staring at him all the time, he could only lower his voice and said: "Your clothes are dirty."
At this time, Han Zizheng's face turned completely red!
Yan Churong coughed twice in embarrassment, and his ears began to turn red.
Han Zizheng held Gu Qixiang and walked towards the inner room. He suddenly thought that there were tablets of his ancestors in the inner room, and there was something wrong. For a moment, I didn't know what to do, so I stood there and hesitated.
Yan Churong sighed and took off his coat: "Put on my clothes first, then go out and tell your people to ask Qingwan to bring two more clothes."
Han Zizheng understood and slowly put down the person in his arms. Yan Churong stepped forward and put his arms around Gu Qi's shoulders.
After Han Zizheng left, Yan Churong lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, and raised his hand to brush the broken hair from her forehead.
"Xiaoqi?"
Smelling a faint scent of agarwood in confusion, Gu Qi slowly opened her eyes and saw Han Zizheng sitting at the end of the bed, with his broken hair tied up. His facial features became more three-dimensional and clear, a bit more tough and sassy.
"Master!" Gu Qi stood up suddenly, and suddenly felt something strange in his lower body, and frowned.
"It's my fault. In recent years, I've only been focusing on you practicing martial arts and forgetting that as a woman... well, there are still some things you need to pay attention to."
Han Zizheng's words made her panic. Could it be that she was practicing too hard and went crazy?
"I'll call Qingwan to talk to you."
Seeing Han Zizheng stumbling out with his face flushed, Gu Qi became even more uneasy.
After he left, Qingwan slowly walked in with a pot of boiling water.
"You are the first one who can sleep on the master's bed for three or four hours."
Gu Qi was shocked. It was disrespectful to break into the master's room without being summoned, let alone lying on the bed!
Regardless of his slight health condition, he turned over and fell down. His elbow hit the edge of the bed, and he felt numb instantly, making him unable to move.
Qingwan was pouring water when she heard a "clang" and ran over quickly: "What are you doing?"
With Qingwan's help, she reluctantly stood up, only to find a trace of blood on the bed.
Gu Qi was stunned for a moment, pointed at the bed and said: "This, this is..."
Qingwan laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that little Gu Qi has grown up."
"Sister Qingwan, am I not going to live long?" After Gu Qi finished speaking, tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground.
Qingwan was stunned for a moment, picked up the handkerchief and kept giggling: "Where are you thinking? Today is not a big event, it is just a woman's menarche, which means..."
"What?"
"It means that little Gu Qi can have children!"
Feeling pain in her abdomen, Gu Qi bit her lower lip and cried harder.
"Oh, sister is wrong, please stop crying." Qing Wan hurriedly stepped forward to hug Gu Qi and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
Then he pulled Gu Qi to sit by the bed and told her everything about her daughter.
After returning to my room, I tidied up and it was already dark.
With complicated emotions, he walked to Han Zizheng's house unknowingly.
"Young Master..." Oh, forget it.
Just as he was turning around to leave, he bumped into Qingwan.
"Hey, where are you going?" Qingwan staggered as she was almost hit, and the lantern in her hand shook violently.
Gu Qi stepped forward to support Qing Wan: "No, it's okay. Sister Wan, this is..."
"I just passed Huanyifang and gave the young master Bairi's clothes. Are you feeling better?"
Gu Qi's face turned red again: "Much better, thank you sister."
Qingwan smiled and stretched her slender jade fingers forward: "Go in, Doctor Yan is here."
Gu Qi hesitated, and Qingwan pushed forward slightly.
Take a deep breath and prepare to knock on the door.
Just as he raised his hand, the door opened.
Yan Churong walked out angrily and bumped into Gu Qi: "When did you come?"
Gu Qi had never seen Yan Churongsheng so majestic. He was no longer as gentle as before. He was startled: "Just now."
Han Zizheng said coldly from inside: "Gu Qi, come in."
Yan Churong glared inward and strode away.
Gu Qi swallowed nervously, fearing that she had come at the wrong time.
Han Zizheng's voice came from inside again: "Come in."
This time, his tone was much gentler.
Gu Qi lowered his head and walked into the house.
"Lord...Master."
"Why, you still haven't adapted to the new stage of your life?"
Han Zizheng's voice became much gentler. Gu Qi raised her head and lost her mind for a moment.
I never thought that a man who was born in the army and had seen fighting on the battlefield would always maintain a gentle scholarly look. The curve of the corner of his mouth was like a warm wind, making his heart itch.
"Me too," Han Zizheng didn't seem to notice anything strange about her. He turned around, picked up a letter from the table and said, "Now that we are no longer children, we should shoulder our own future."
