A autumn rain came to Beijing, at this time it was late at night. People in the capital have long been sleeping safely, but on the palace of Zheng Wang's house, Zhang Qingmeng turned over and over in bed, and it was difficult to fall asleep.
"Mengzi?" Yao Qiu turned his side and put his hand on him: "Is there a heart?"
Zhang Qingmeng responded: "I'm thinking about getting Jiang Er married..."
"Money?" Yao Qiu was surprised: "Are you talking about your dreams? Jiang'er stayed at home for a few days?"
The sound of rain outside the window was dripping, and the wind was gently stumped. Zhang Qingmeng stood up and leaned on the bed, as if listening to the rain, but there was no tranquility in his heart.
"A few days ago, Shangguan Tong sent someone over again to propose marriage." Zhang Qingmeng paused: "His actions represent the entire family, and I have long known his intentions with such frequent intentions - Wei Hua in Bingzhou is now facing a major concern for the court. It is also the last capital of the Wei family to fight against me. Once I want to send troops, the Wei family will definitely unite with the nobles to oppose it, and then I will be unable to dismount."
Yao Qiu also quietly sat up. He already understood a little bit in his heart, but he still continued to listen.
"The Shangguan family threw olive branches to me, and the intention was obvious: only when they were married, they would fight with me to fight with the Wei family. They always dragged it down. Once the Shangguan family became angry and became angry and the Wei family, my rule in Beijing will be as thin as ice ..."
Yao Qiu stepped out of bed calmly and poured a glass of warm water and handed it over: "So, you treat Jiang Er as a casual exchange object to satisfy your political marriage?"
"I don't want to ..." Zhang Qingmeng's warm water, and his thirsty throat instantly moistened a lot: "The Shangguan family will not treat Jiang'er harsh.
Yao Qiu's calm face was instantly panicked: "Are you crazy? I won't I agree anyway, this child is this child home? How many days are you with your parents?"
"Do you disagree?" Zhang Qingmeng smiled faintly: "Ben Wang didn't ask you for your opinion."
As soon as he came out, Yao Qiutton felt how weak his opinion was, and his heart was half cold. When Zhang Qingmeng saw that she was stunned, she had to be happy and comforted: "Okay ... this is also for our family to be good. If you want Jiang'er, you can visit it at any time."
Yao Qiu sighed and covered himself with a quilt: "Is there no other way? Even if it's an engagement, it's not too late to get married after the adult ceremony at the age of twenty."
"It's too late now. I have discussed with Shangguan. Tomorrow he will take his daughter to the house, stay in a stay, and then pick up Jiang'er ..."
Yao Qiu's heart was ignited, and she sat up madly and was shocked: "Have you already discussed it? Why tell me today?"
"It's not too late to tell me today."
"Jiang'er? Agree?"
"He doesn't know yet. I will tell him tomorrow."
"He won't agree. He is still young and still needs the care of his parents."
"There is no need for his consent." Zhang Qingmeng lay down and looked at the dark ceiling and said: "What do I say, he just does it. What can a twelve-year-old child think?"
"You are crazy, you are absolutely crazy!" Yao Qiu asked: "This is your biological son, and you have the heart to let him leave? Are you so cold-blooded?"
Zhang Qingmeng is naturally unwilling to do so, but the current situation is extremely severe. If he does not do this, it will be difficult for him to have a say in the court, and the goal of unifying the world will be difficult to achieve.
"Whatever you think..." Zhang Qingmeng felt more pain than anyone else, but he was too shy to express it, and he didn't want others to laugh at his indecisiveness.
The rain outside the window was particularly long and continuous, and thin strands of rain beat on the bluestone. It continued to rain until the next day, and the entire capital was shrouded in clouds.
Zhang Junsheng woke up drowsily from his sleep and found that his body was shaken by a big hand. It turned out to be Aunt Afang. But this obese wife kept sobbing with tears.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Junsheng straightened his messy pajamas, stood up and asked.
"Sir, the old woman hasn't taken enough care of you!" Aunt Afang abandoned these words and lay down on the bed alone, regardless of her dignity, crying bitterly. Zhang Junsheng was frightened by this scene, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Xiyue quietly walked in and saluted: "Master Qi, the king has asked you to go to the guest room to talk about something..." After saying this, she actually cried secretly.
"What the hell is this..." Zhang Junsheng scratched his floating hair and walked over with his slippers on: "Why are you all crying?"
Xi Yue's pretending to be calm: "Go, go, just, in addition to the king, the people in Shangguan's family are also waiting for you." Tong Tong served his clothes and changed his clothes, and took him to leave in a hurry after taking care of everything.
The drizzle outside the house was continuous, and the child opened the oil paper umbrella and carefully helped Zhang Junsheng to the room. Until then, Zhang Junsheng finally couldn't help asking, "What are they crying?"
"They can no longer serve you anymore. The king said: When I arrived at Shangguan's house, I will serve you." Tong Tong replied.
Zhang Junsheng was confused. What was this all about? Why did he go to Shangguan's house? Curious, he continued to inquire, but Tong Tong refused to answer.
Until they reached the guest room, Zhang Junsheng still seemed to be in a dream. Only the puddles of rain in front of him could prove that he was in the human world.
The rainy rain is wet everywhere. The guest room was extremely dark, with only the open front door bringing in a little light. As soon as Zhang Junsheng stepped in, he felt extremely depressed. The gloomy and humid weather made everyone present feel a little depressed.
"Coming?" Zhang Qingmeng sat in the main seat and said with a smile.
Upon seeing this, Shangguan Tong on the side immediately pushed Shangguan Ruozi forward to salute and say hello. Although Zhang Junsheng did not understand the current situation, he still respectfully returned the salute.
"And your father -in -law, also salute!"
Zhang Junsheng was a little sleepy. When he heard the word "father -in -law", he was sober a lot. He looked blankly at everyone around him, and Shangguan smiled kindly with a kind face, staring at his face. Shangguan Ruozi stuffed a few pieces of paper sugar in his hands, and he ran back to his father with a red face. Zhang Qingmeng drank tea calmly, Yao Qiu sat next to him, his face was very disturbed.
"Yeah, I haven't said it yet ..." Zhang Qingmeng said: "I discussed with your mother -in -law and decided to let you marry Shangguan Ruozi as his wife, choose a good day to marry, and then follow the old old system. Before the age of 20, you were in your father -in -law Family life.”
"Boom!" Zhang Junsheng felt an explosion in his mind. He stood dumbly in front of everyone, and his body almost collapsed.
Shangguan looked at the little son -in -law in front of him, and the more he looked at him, the more he loved it, and pointed at the sugar in his hand and said, "Try it!"
In the whole room, there was a depressed atmosphere. The rain outside the house was dense and rushed ...
"Thank you, uncle." Zhang Junsheng slowly walked up to Shangguan Tong and put the candy back into the latter's hand intact: "I don't want to eat it, and I don't want to get married..."
Zhang Qingmeng frowned and slapped the table as if scolding. Everyone present was shocked. Yao Qiu was like a frightened bird, and quickly advised from the side: "Don't be angry, talk to your son properly..."
"Young Master is really good at joking!" Shangguan Tong held his wrist and forced the pieces of candy back into his mouth. But what he didn't expect was that the twelve-year-old boy roughly shook his hand away, and the two pieces of paper candy rolled down into the rain.
Zhang Qingmeng stood up suddenly, his face filled with anger and an invisible deterrent. But Zhang Junsheng's expression was extremely determined and he was not intimidated by this terrifying momentum.
"Father, I don't want to get married. I also want to live happily with you, my mother, my concubine, and Xiaoxin..."
Everyone was shrouded in speechless depression again.
Shangguan Tong felt very embarrassed, so he threw away his hand and sat back on the chair dissatisfied: "Since the young master doesn't want to, then forget it."
"Forget it? Is this Wangfu who said it?" Zhang Qingmeng picked his eyebrows, and his sharp eyes stabbed Zhang Junsheng: "You are ready to prepare to converge your playful nature."
"I don't want!" Zhang Junsheng loudly: "I want to be with you!"
"Shut up!" Zhang Qingmeng was very dissatisfied with his son's attitude towards Shangguan Tong, so he pointed at him and ordered: "Pick up the candy and apologize to your father-in-law."
"I don't have a father-in-law!"
"You!" Zhang Qingmeng was so angry that his chest became clogged and he almost fainted. Shangguan Tong quickly supported him and said, "Young Master is still young, so it's normal that you don't understand some etiquette."
What does it mean? Could it be that Zhang Qingmeng’s son doesn’t understand etiquette? Shangguan Tong's words made him feel ashamed. He could not allow his son to be so rude.
Zhang Qingmeng suppressed his anger, held his hands on the table, and kept breathing heavily.
"You didn't even discuss it with me, why should I marry a girl I don't know?" Zhang Junsheng looked extremely excited, and the rebellious mood in his heart was very strong.
"My father is doing this for your own good, you just need to obey."
"I do not want!"
Zhang Qingmeng closed her eyes tightly and breathed in the cold air: "Shangguan Ruozi is a very good girl. Haven't you met her before? Shangguan's family is also very kind. You will be happy there."
"How is she?" Zhang Junsheng sneered: "I don't like her, being with her is so boring!"
Zhang Qingmeng couldn't bear it anymore. This son almost made him lose face! He rushed down like a ferocious beast and pounced on Zhang Junsheng like a hungry wolf. Yao Qiu hugged him hurriedly: "You're crazy! I won't allow you to hit Jiang'er!"
Okay... Zhang Qingmeng gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger again, which made his heart twist: "That's because you have less contact. Over time, you will naturally develop feelings..."
"My father likes me so much, why don't you just marry me!"
"Snapped!!!"
Zhang Junsheng's face was suddenly impacted with a strong impact, and he knocked it directly to the ground. The cheeks were as hot as a knife cut.
"Stubborn!" Zhang Qingmeng yelled loudly: "You can also say such a big deal?"
Yao Qiu squatted down and frantically checked Zhang Junsheng's injuries, stroking his cheek repeatedly: "Does it hurt? Don't be afraid... don't be afraid..."
A shocking loud noise suddenly echoed in the dead air, and everyone in the room began to panic. Shangguan Tong also knelt in front of him and begged: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The young master only said this in a moment of impatience. If I don't like the young master, why should I force myself?"
It ’s okay to say this. When I said, Zhang Qingmeng even felt that his face could n’t hang on his face, and the anger in his heart burned the last trace of reason:“ My Zhang Qingmeng Hero I will give birth to this kind of stubbornness of you! ”
Not only was Zhang Junsheng not afraid, but he became even tougher: "I don't want to be your political victim! If you force me again, I will run into the barren mountains and be killed by wild wolves!" Yao Qiu was frightened by his words. He quickly pushed him: "Don't say such things, apologize to your father!"
After hearing this, Zhang Qingmeng let out a shuddering laugh: "You don't really think that without you, I will be dead, right?" Zhang Junsheng's pupils trembled, and he stared at him tremblingly.
"Let me tell you, after you die, I can still have another son, a son who is better than you and knows more etiquette than you!" Zhang Qingmeng's expression was very happy, which made Zhang Junsheng even more angry.
"You are just a substitute!"
Everyone, including Zhang Qingmeng himself, was dumbfounded. He suddenly began to panic. How could he say such a thing? Zhang Qingmeng realized the weight of these words, but in order to maintain the dignity of his so-called father, he had to pretend to be calm.
Zhang Junsheng felt like he had been slapped in the back of the head. The fire burning in his chest was also extinguished, and in exchange he felt a chill in his heart. The three words "substitute" lingered in his ears, constantly knocking on his weak heart.
The rain outside is getting heavier...
"That's enough! What crazy things are you talking about!" Yao Qiu almost collapsed. She grabbed Zhang Qingmeng's collar in despair, crying and asking: "What's wrong with you? Jiang'er is still young, these words are... He will take it seriously! He will really die!"
"Does he have the guts?" Zhang Qingmeng sneered and trembled uncontrollably: "You are just talking nonsense, thinking you can scare me. What Zhang Qingmeng hates most in my life is to be threatened! Does he want to die? Very good... really My good son..." Zhang Qingmeng was so angry that he was incoherent and had already lost his ability to think.
Zhang Junsheng held the floor with his hands and stood up shivering, looking so helpless under the clouds. When Zhang Qingmeng saw him standing up, he continued: "I have finished venting my stubbornness. Pack your things and go to your father-in-law's house today."
"I don't go! I don't have any father -in -law, nor ..."
"Then get out!"
Zhang Qingmeng's deep roar came out, interrupting him savagely. And the four words just spoken were like a spear, piercing Zhang Junsheng's heart directly. Zhang Junsheng couldn't help but shed tears slowly.
Suddenly, Zhang Junsheng dodged away, rushing into the heavy rain like a strong gust of wind. He lowered his head and ran as if lifeless. Yao Qiu chased after her in a panic, but her foot slipped and she fell directly into the mud. Even so, she still cried: "Jiang'er! Come back!" Zhang Junsheng was touched in his heart, and he was about to go back and help his mother up. But when he thought of his father's heartless face, he gritted his teeth and disappeared in the pouring rain, like raindrops from the sky falling into the puddles on the roadside.
"Bastard! Isn't it just dead? I will see it for you today!" Zhang Junsheng was dripping blood in his heart, and the rain ruthlessly hit his face. Tears were mixed with rain and flowed into the corners of his mouth.
I want to cry, but the thunder on the top of my head is louder and shocking than my own cry.
As he ran, his calves began to twitch unsatisfactorily, forcing him to slow down his pace. His whole body seemed to have lost its soul, enduring the lash of the rain.
At this time, Zhang Junsheng, who was filled with despair, suddenly felt a silence above his head, and the sound of banging became more intense, but not a drop of rain hit him.
He looked at the top of his head in confusion. It was a purple oil-paper umbrella that covered him from the rain. It opened its arms as if it wanted to hug him.
"I think you need it to protect you from the rain, right?" A sweet voice came into his ears, causing the rain-covered boy to suddenly startle, and his absent-minded eyes gradually glowed with luster.
Looking back, he saw a girl in purple, smiling at him gracefully. The girl's eyes are like the water of a clear lake, and her fair and tender skin is as smooth as jade, with a hint of rosiness. The face is beautiful and exquisite, and the lips are like the newly bloomed red tulip petals, which enchant the soul. The faint willow eyebrows trembled slightly, and the figure was delicate but graceful.
God had given her such beauty beyond her years, as if to oppose Zhang Junsheng and disturb the young man's heart.
"Like a frightened little rabbit!" The girl smiled sweetly, like a crisp bell shaking in the wind.
Just looking at it, Zhang Junsheng's heart couldn't stop trembling. Although he didn't understand the feeling, his heart felt warm.
The girl held his hand and asked him: "It's raining heavily today! Why are you outside alone?"
"I...I...wow..." Zhang Junsheng began to sob unconsciously as he spoke. This made him very ashamed, but the more he endured it, the stronger the grievance he felt in his heart.
"Look at you, you're all wet. You'll catch a cold like this!" The girl's bright eyes flickered like a galaxy: "Let me guess, did you have a quarrel with your family?"
"It's wuwuwuwu..."
"Look at your pitiful little appearance!" The girl slapped his mouth playfully, making the original cry suddenly strange: "Wu-la-la-la-la-la-la..."
Zhang Junsheng was even more embarrassed and turned away with shame. The girl was so amused that she laughed continuously: "You are so funny!"
"You...what are you doing?"
"Me?" The girl pretended to think, and then tapped the tip of Zhang Junsheng's nose with her finger: "Actually, we are the same, I also ran away from home!"
In a short sentence, Zhang Junsheng was kind to the girl in an instant. If he pretended to be a chest, he wanted to find someone who understood him.
The girl understood what he meant: "I think you need to calm down, but you must not be freezing in the rain. Go to where I live first!"
Before Zhang Junsheng could react, the girl held his wrist tightly and ran endlessly in the rain. Her hair swayed with the cold wind, splashing countless drops of crystal pearls, dancing with the raindrops. The sky has also calmed down, no longer thundering, and the sound of raindrops hitting the bluestone has slowed down, for fear of disturbing the two birds flying in the rain.
"Hey! Your umbrella has fallen off!" Zhang Junsheng saw the purple umbrella flying in the wind, rolling down high in the sky, and finally being pushed into the dark clouds.
"Your umbrella is blown to the sky, stop it!" Zhang Junsheng was very anxious.
The girl's side was full of rain marks, smiling slightly, floating like a touch of warm glow:
"The dream of a small umbrella is the whole sky!"
