The bonfire rose, and the animal fat dripped and fell on the fire, making a crackling sound. The flames jumped up, making the wild face change in light and dark.
At this moment, the aroma of meat fills the air.
"Old man Feng, you are also a cultivator. What will happen if your thoughts are not clear?" Huang suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Zheng.
Nibbling on the rabbit leg, his mouth full of oil, Feng Zheng smiled contemptuously: "No one dares to make me lose my mind!"
These words were extremely overbearing.
However, Huang was not surprised because he knew that Feng Zheng had such strength.
After a while of silence, the night wind came and blew the topic away. At this time, both parties understood each other's intentions, and there was no reason to continue.
Feng Zheng told Huang that he should be killed if his thoughts were unclear, and Huang also expressed his attitude that he would not give up with the Mo family.
…
Three days later, Huang and his party arrived in Yueyang. Since they didn't stay long at the Mohist headquarters, there wasn't much change in the Yueyang court.
Today, Wei Yang is still a guest minister, and Ying Quliang has not yet taken the next step. The hostility of the Old Qin clan and the civil and military officials towards Wei Yang and Ying Quliang's vigilance have been reduced to a minimum.
When he thought of this, Huang began to admire Ying Quliang. Ying Quliang's growth over the years could be described as rapid.
It only took a year and a half to go from being unfamiliar to being able to handle the officials calmly. Maybe this is talent.
Huang did not go to the political hall immediately, but returned to the house first. He was free from the court and did not need to go to the political hall every day.
In addition, after coming and going for several days, Huang was exhausted and felt extremely tired. Especially when Pojing was interrupted by Mozi, it made him even more powerless.
"Child, Huang has met Aweng, grandma!" Walking into the backyard, Huang greeted his parents with concern in his eyes: "Aweng, grandma, are you still used to living in Yueyang?"
Huang was somewhat worried about this. As an older person, he is somewhat nostalgic for the past, and his parents live in Yueyang, so he has no relatives or friends from the past.
Even if he goes out for a walk, he doesn't know where he is going. Sometimes, Huang also wonders whether it is right or wrong to bring his family here.
"Your grandma and I are both fine. Don't worry about us. Not long ago, your Majesty sent an imperial physician to diagnose us."
Fu smiled.
The face has lost the embarrassment of a person from a small place who first came to a big city, and has a hint of indifference. He is no longer skinny, but has become rosy.
These changes are all good.
Sitting down on the stone pier, Huang smiled at Fu and said, "Ah Weng, He Ya and Hei Jiu are already quite old. They have started to read and write in the mansion these days, which can be regarded as completing their enlightenment."
"I plan to send the two of them to the school of Qin Guogong's office to study. What do you think, Ah Weng?"
Hearing this, Fu Yuxia was overjoyed, but for a moment he became hesitant: "Huang, it's difficult to enter the Qin Guogong's school room. We are not an official..."
"If you go to ask Your Majesty like this, I'm afraid you will offend Your Majesty. What's more, Your Majesty is not the only one who has the final say regarding the public office and school."
Glancing at his parents, Huang shook his head and smiled. From these words, he also understood his parents' attitude and couldn't help but nodded.
"Ah Weng, I want to go to school to study. He Ya and Hei Jiu are too childish after all. I plan to rename He Ya and Hei Jiu. What do you think, Ah Weng?"
Fu thought for a while, nodded towards Huang, and said: "As a father, I have no talent, so I can only choose a name at will. If you have an idea, then change it!"
"good!"
Taking a deep look at Fu, Huang felt more and more that his father was a bit unfathomable. From the moment he saw Fu, he realized that Fu was completely different from ordinary farmers.
He could feel the surprise and panic of coming to Yueyang from his mother Xia, but he had never felt it with Fu.
There is only peace in my body.
If that was all he had, he could still understand Fu as a big-hearted person, born like this, but even Feng Zheng said that his father was not simple, which made Huang extremely suspicious.
After suppressing all the thoughts in his mind, Huang bowed to Fu and said, "Aweng has no objection, then change Heya to Fuyao."
"Change Heijiu to Beichen!"
While talking, Huang looked at Fu. He saw a slight change in Fu's face, but Fu perfectly hid it: "That's fine."
"Sounds like a good word!"
Finally, Huang said goodbye and left. Fu looked at Huang's back and said nothing for a long time. He realized that he must have exposed something, which made Huang a little suspicious.
"Boy, there are some things that will be settled by the time Aweng's generation ends. There is no need for you and Heijiu to bear them anymore!"
Fu just wants Huang to be an ordinary person and cut off any ties with the past.
"Fuyao is a sacred tree that grows from the East China Sea." Fu's eyes were deep and his tone was solemn: "Government is based on virtue, just like Beichen, who lives in his place and is shared by all the stars."
"What on earth are you going to do..."
…
Huang, who walked out of the backyard, didn't know the complicated thoughts in Fu's mind. Instead, he went directly to the bedroom, washed up and fell asleep.
He was too tired and needed rest.
Although there are women such as Ji Linglong in the house, Huang has never been served by anyone. He wants to practice martial arts and cannot break the precepts before reaching a certain level.
The most important thing is that it is most likely to go off on the bed. After all, Huang is a young man who is in his prime of life.
He is also a martial artist.
For this kind of thing, it is the time when resistance is at its weakest.
…
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master is back." In the political hall, Uncle Hei reported to Ying Quliang.
Glancing at Uncle Hei, Ying Quliang's expression was solemn: "You are back so soon, but there is news. What will be the result of this time when the Imperial Guards entered the Mo family headquarters?"
"The Imperial Master and his entourage returned to the mansion as soon as they came back. No one from the Mo family released any news and kept silent about this matter, so we have no news either!"
"I am ashamed of myself!"
Hearing this, Ying Quliang shook his head, appeased, and said: "Uncle Hei, it's not your fault. The Mo family headquarters wants to hide it, and it's impossible for Hei Bingtai to get the news."
"The Black Bingtai under Gu's command is probably not as good as the Fushui Fang under the Imperial Master's command. It's normal to not get any news."
"Now that the Imperial Master is back, no matter what the outcome is, we have to start. We have been planning for so long and we must not give up halfway."
At this moment, Ying Quliang stood up, walked out of the political hall, and said: "Uncle Hei, I'm here to send you Wei Yang, Jing Jian, Zi Che Ying, General Ying Qian and Zuo Shu Chang."
"promise."
Standing in front of the political hall, Ying Quliang looked solemn. The reform was about to begin. He felt as if he was carrying a god on his back and was walking hard.
"Second brother, what are you thinking about?" Yingyu appeared on Ying Quliang, smiled and said, "Mom, let me come and see you!"
"Haha, Yingyu!" The solemnity on Ying Quliang's face disappeared, revealing a smile, and said: "Why don't you stay with your mother..."
Ying Quliang still dotes on this sister, even Ying Qian.
