Since Zhang Qingmeng recovered the state, he was prestigious, and he was full of civil and military.
Warlord Liu Si, Han Jin, Li Huan and other warlords sent messengers. Hua Hao hinted in the letter that Zhang Qingmeng would be called the emperor, and he would definitely return. In fact, the persuasion has been there since Zhang Qingmeng entered, but it is relatively rare. This time, the Clear helped the wind of persuasion. That said, "Taowei Guojin is the end, should be replaced by Zhang" "
Regarding this matter, Zhang Qingmeng's attitude was warm and unknown. Although the words were resolute, they did not stop such a tone.
In terms of selfishness, why does Zhang Qingmeng want to want the Royal Dragon and yellow robe and ascend the Ninth Five -Year Plan? But the reason still hesitates. He specially chose a sunny and warm season for his heart. .
On the occasion of spring to summer. The soft and comfortable wind is immersed on the body, cool and dry. The sunlight took away the dew that stayed on the willow leaf last night, moisturizing the clouds. The naughty birds strolled around, and the garden of the palace was too big.
The two walked in the pavilion and looked at such a beautiful scenery. Zhang Qingmeng held the Zhu Honglin railings, stopped here, looked into the distance, and murmured: "The big garden, but you and me are just quiet."
Yu Jitao gently shook his osmanthus folding fan and said, "The king is so courteous, which makes Jitao panic." "What kind of courtesy is this? I would like to thank you for walking with me for so long."
The two laughed, and then continued to move forward. There was a long bamboo forest outside the pavilion in front of the pavilion. There was a clear pond on the side.
Zhang Qingmeng listened to the sound of flowing water and said, "It is unsatisfactory to hear the waters, so the water in the pool needs to be replaced. If the paranoia is paranoid, the visitor laughed at. What does the military division think?"
Yu Jitao replied: "It should be changed, but now is not the time."
Zhang Qingmeng saw that he knew what he meant, so he continued to ask: "Why don't we change now? If time passes and the situation changes, won't it become muddy?"
"The water is extremely clear, but not long after it is changed, others think it is turbid, just because they want to see the clarity of the first change. It is pleasing to others, but the king provokes criticism from everyone: 'Once a day is changed, clean water enters the palace, and turbid water spreads all over the capital. Is this something a saint would do? 'When the time comes, no one will whisper about changing the water."
Zhang Qingmeng listened, and there was another hearty laugh: "The military division really deserves to know my heart!"
Yu Jitao also smiled: "I dare not know about it, but I am deliberately trying to try myself."
Zhang Qingmeng took him to drink tea in the pavilion. The wind blowing through the bamboo forest was like the sound of a beautiful flute, gently floating along with the tea. Zhang Qingmeng wiped the edge of the cover and asked: "Everyone in the court is trying to persuade us to move in, but the military advisor is the only one who is against it. I would like to explain it in detail."
Yu Jitao put away the folding fan: "Wei and Shangguan's two families are the status of the clan, so they will be persuaded to advance to get the merits from the dragon. Today, the north has not yet been unified. There is Liu Zhao in the east and Xiao Lu in the west. It is absolutely impossible to act too hastily.
For decades, Hua Hao has been in a place of cream? They just want to deceive the king into proclaiming himself emperor, to outdo us morally, and to gather a second anti-Zheng alliance. Their evil intentions are self-evident. "
Zhang Qingmeng nodded slightly, "The military division is pole, just ..."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. When Huahao is defeated and the north is unified, we can adapt to the weather and change the name of the Yuan Dynasty!"
"There is a military division, and the lone king will have no worries."
The topic of the two was gradually relaxed. When Zhang Qingmeng asked about what happened in Beijing. Ziji said straight with his body: "Do not hide the king, Ji Tao has recently made a new knot, and this person comes from the Japanese to the Japanese.
"It's just some bluffing tricks." Zhang Qingmeng disagreed.
"This man's face is very accurate after prediction! He is also good at looking at the face of the emperor. In the past, the emperor who went abroad summoned him to the palace to meet his princes to determine his successor. But he said: 'The princes have no dragon to control. No one can be a king. 'The emperor was very surprised, so he asked who was the king.
He immediately made it clear: "Your Majesty should pass on his younger brother rather than his son." The emperor was furious and thought he was a lobbyist, so he ordered him to be exiled overseas. Later, as he said, the prince became dissolute and dissolute after he ascended the throne, causing the whole country to resent him. The younger brother of the first emperor launched the palace to kill his brother, and the country and the government were in chaos.
Zhang Qingmeng was very surprised: "It's strange that one hexagram maker caused chaos in the country!"
"Ji Tao thought, if the king would not worry about the day, find this person and wait for the hexagrams."
"The lone king is inconvenient to travel, wait for a while to call Jianger and go with the military division."
"Just like this!"
The two laughed for a while, very pleasant.
At this time, a rush of knocking on the slab road gradually approached, as if someone was running. The two put down the tea and stared at the source of the sound. It turned out that it was Ji Tong running over with a red face and sweat on his face: "Your Majesty! It's not good!"
She panting and panting constantly. Zhang Qingmeng smiled and said, "Is your little master angry again?"
Tong Tong couldn't give up saluting, and sobbed with tears: "Woohoo ~ Son ... the son to skip class! I don't use it if I stop it ... I don’t want to read it.
"Could it be that he often skip the class?"
"Of course!" The child noodles were washed as tears, and he was very aggrieved: "I wanted to do less with reading, and I never wanted to chase my son desperately every few days. My responsibilities were almost becoming an old cat !”
Zhang Qingmeng listened to her, and she couldn't get crying and laughing: "It's really wronged. This bad guy is really not like a word!" 洢 张 said: "I look at the son to run there, but I ... I ... I can't persuade the son ... Woo. "" A good mixed boy, the lone king go to educate him! "
At this time, Zhang Junsheng was lying on the grass on the shore of Mingyue Lake, lazily yawning. The tender green weeping willow slowly sway, blowing a few groups of catkins, like snowflakes and clouds. His bright eyes held the entire sky. Under Liu Yin, there were bursts of cicadas, lakes, jumping fish, and fumigation, making Zhang Junsheng even more sleepy.
He turned sideways and smelled the unique fragrance of grass and soil. His eyes seemed to be open and closed. When he was about to fall asleep, a ladybug landed on the top of the grass in front of him and stared at him dreamily.
"Why are you staring at me to sleep?"
Zhang Junsheng pursed his mouth, and the ladybug spread its spots on its back, showing off its soft wings and flapping vigorously.
Zhang Junsheng smiled: "I'm more powerful than you, but I didn't scare you." The ladybug hugged the grass tip and went up. He stretched out his fingers and touched the ladybug's back. With his head, embarked on his armor, and slowly lying down. He curiously examined the little guy on his fingertips, ignoring the leisurely chirping cicadas beside him and the whisper of the breeze in his ears.
This little guy, vibrate his wings and flew towards a distance. Zhang Junsheng sat up and waved his hands to say goodbye. As a result, his sleepiness swept through his body again, and he stretched out, feeling comfortable and comfortable. But he never noticed the brisk footsteps behind him.
"Guess who I am?"
A pair of cool little hands covered Zhang Junsheng's eyes, with the sweetness of a cake. He knew people and knew that he was his naughty sister, but he deliberately said: "Oh ... I guess ... I will not be sister -in -law, right?"
"Hehe~ No!"
"No? Are you Sister Xiyue?"
"Wrong!"
"Then I have to rule it out, first of all Xiaoxin~"
"Pfft!" Xiaoxin forced a smile, but her voice was still gurgling with joy.
"Hey, tell me, okay?"
Xiao Xin was extremely proud: "Idiot brother, I won't tell you that I am Xiao Xin!"
"Ahahahahahahaha! ... Zhang Junsheng couldn't help laughing. His laughter was bad, like a successful child.
"Oh, oh, oh! I... I... I... am not Xiaoxin!" Zhang Junsheng squeezed her little hand and said, "My sister is really stupid..." Xiaoxin retracted her hand and pouted: " Bad brother, let me file a complaint with my father!"
After listening to this, Zhang Junsheng immediately got up and hugged her young body tightly: "Don't, sister, can't I be wrong?
Xiaoxin couldn't believe it: "Why don't you do it?"
"No? As for?" Zhang Junsheng let go of his hand: "You are still young and a girl, and you don't know how scary your father is." "How can your father be angry?" "Of course! I'll teach you how. Take a moment!”
In the distance, Zhang Qingmeng and three others happened to arrive. Looking behind the tree, Zhen Tong said: "Your Majesty! The young master is there!" "Don't worry, let the lonely king listen to what this kid is talking about behind his back."
Of course, Zhang Junsheng did not know about this, so he had nothing to worry about and let himself go.
He cleared his throat and imitated Zhang Qingmeng's tone, but his voice was extremely immature: "Um ~ you don't read well ~ Do you have to be an idiot rich child in the future ~"
When Zhang Junsheng imitated, he did not forget to match strange movements. The funny Xiaoxin haha straight, Zhang Junsheng saw his sister happy, his voice was even more outrageous:
"Listen up Jiang'er~ Ahem~ Don't be playful~ Reading makes people know etiquette~ Reading makes people virtuous~"
The final sound of the last word was so loud that it made Xiaoxin laugh out loud and keep rolling on the ground. Zhang Junsheng stated excitedly: "Not only these, there are ~ there are ~"
"Ahem!"
"Why?"
When Zhang Junsheng heard this voice, the whole person seemed to be a great, shivering in the place. Xiaoxin realized that something was not right with her brother, so she cautiously got up and hid behind her brother.
"Father ... Father, how can you ..." Zhang Junsheng tightened his bones and asked weakly.
"Father, I would like to ask you, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Junsheng tried to justify: "Uh ... Master said a day of rest ..." Zhang Qingmeng laughed: "Blindly! Do you believe in your own words?" "I ..."
Zhang Junsheng realized that his cheeks were as hot as a fever, guessing that he was blushing, and looked at the tears full of tears behind his father and king. He felt more shameful, hanging his head, staring at the grass swaying on the ground.
"Kid!" Zhang Qingmeng grabbed his ear and twisted it hard, causing Zhang Junsheng to admit his mistake again and again in pain. Zhang Qingmeng let go of his hand and gently pressed his head: "It's becoming more and more unruly... Sigh..."
Zhang Junsheng grievantlyed his mouth: "But those, the old Confucianism really taught me ..."
"There are always things you don't know how to do, and that's no excuse."
"Furthermore, Father, the ones you invited are either rotten scholars full of sourness, or court officials who talk nonsense and are useless. They are boring and boring. Even if they want to learn, they have no motivation..."
Zhang Qingmeng was silent for a while, and the hand he placed on his head quietly turned to a gentle caress: "There's really nothing I can do about you kid." Zhang Qingmeng sighed and took back his hand. Xiaoxin quietly showed half of her face and tightly grabbed her brother's clothes.
Zhang Qingmeng knelt down and touched her soft face, and Xiaoxin buried herself in his arms desperately, pouting coquettishly. Seeing that the atmosphere had eased slightly, Zhang Junsheng said: Father, take good care of my sister, I'm leaving~"
"stop!"
Zhang Junsheng didn't know what to do, so he stretched out his palms and closed his eyes tightly: "If father is angry, just hit me as much as you want."
Xiaoxin also raised his head, his voice was soft and glutinous; "Father, what I asked for my brother, can you hit me?" Zhang Junsheng disagreed: "I am a man, I will never let my sister take responsibility!"
Zhang Qingmeng smiled softly: "Two silly dolls, how can the father and king be willing to do it." Zhang Junsheng suddenly felt that there was a heat flowing throughout the body, some unknown, and tolerance.
He looked at his son's crimson face and couldn't help thinking.
