When Ying Di heard the words, he was a little silent, but then said: "In the past, you were a branch of the Ji family in Xizhou. It is right for my mother and concubine to ask you like this. The branch tree attracts the wind, so be wise and protect yourself. But now, you are the regent of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The second son has the blood of the world’s best warriors in his body, don’t you want to be like him or surpass him?”
The crying Jing Yun was stunned for a moment and looked at Ying Di quietly.
Something was suddenly ignited in his heart.
"So don't fight to the death every day. Although you and I are close relatives, I have heard you cry a lot, and I still feel... inappropriate." Ying Di did not call him "embarrassing", and even thought of a similar word. .
Following Ying Di's gaze, Jing Yun saw that the other piece of clothing in his hand was also wet. He immediately let go and wiped his face.
Jing Yun also has self-esteem.
At this time, footsteps sounded outside.
Ying Di didn't even look, but smiled and said, "Father is here!"
There was joy and expectation in his eyes.
Every child longs for the approval of his parents, and so does Ying Di.
He turned back and looked at the desk, where Ying Di's homework was clearly laid out.
"Brother, do you sometimes blame your father for depriving you of the right to play? He has already started to teach you when you were very young, and he taught you with a purpose." Jing Yun looked at the schoolwork, that It's enough for an ordinary person like him to learn for a while.
Ying Di straightened his clothes, listened to the footsteps getting closer, and said: "If you don't teach me now, you will teach me again when I grow up and become someone else's chopping board? When a person grows up, he is originally a guide. There is a purpose. My mother-in-law makes you happy, and she also has the purpose of making you happy. My father taught me with the purpose of making me stand upright, why doesn't he teach others?"
Outside the door, Ying Di's voice came out clearly.
Huo Ying, who was following the man, smiled slightly and said softly: "Young master is very good."
Have your own thoughts and never be biased by anyone or anything.
Except for Jiuye, whatever he says is what he says. Even Ying Di has the ability to distinguish and hesitate when listening to other people's words. He will not look down on the opinions of those who are inferior to him, nor will he fully believe in the words of those with authority.
As long as you reach this point in life, no matter what your age or status, you are already a leader.
Huo Shenzhi didn't say anything. As soon as he entered, someone rushed towards him and hugged him.
It's Jing Yun.
Jing Yun's eyes were red, he looked up at his father and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Ying Di, who was standing aside, saw Jing Yun's move and his eyes darkened.
But when he saw Huo Shenzhi's gray hair becoming more gray, he said, "Father, my sons and ministers already know."
Huo Shenzhi looked towards Ying Di.
He is not completely heartless.
It's just that people like them have weak emotions. As long as they fall to the ground, they can take root and cannot be burned away.
Ying Di has a father-son relationship with him, and his love for his son also makes him more strict.
After watching Ying Di quietly for a moment, Huo Shenzhi noticed.
Ying Di looks very much like him when he was young.
He was born into a royal family, and the previous emperor had so many children that it was impossible to educate them all.
But Ying Di was raised and carved by him, even more so than when he was young.
Thinking of this, Huo Shenzhi motioned to Huo Ying to hug Jing Yun.
Jing Yun sat directly on the ground and hugged Huo Shenzhi's legs tightly: "Father, please don't be sad. The bones in the child's body are yours, the flesh is yours, and the blood is yours. Wherever he goes, it belongs to you." With the mother’s child.”
Hearing this, Huo Shenzhi gently stroked the top of Jing Yun's hair, picked him up, and sat down by the window.
Jing Yun has lost a lot of weight these days and looks different from Ying Di.
Ying Di looked at them intently and clenched his hands unconsciously. When Huo Shenzhi looked over and saw his father's white hair, he slowly let go.
Concubine Liu was right, Ying Di should be kept here.
But Huo Shenzhi didn't want to keep him in a greenhouse, so he took good care of him, and only asked him: "In the journey to the Western Xinjiang, everything is unknown, and there may be a risk of life and death. Are you willing to go?"
Ying Di thought about it carefully and said: "If he dies outside, it means his son is incompetent. If an incompetent person ascends to a high position, he will sooner or later become a disaster for the people. If God cherishes me, my son has come and gone, but if God abandons me , my destiny is mine.”
It was a quiet study, with the only sound of wind outside the window.
Huo Shenzhi curled her lips lightly and looked at Huo Ying: "Go."
"Subordinate, go get ready now." Huo Ying looked at Ying Di with a smile.
What a wonderful Yingdi.
After Jing Yun was put down, Huo Shenzhi looked at him: "Do you understand?"
For a moment, Jing Yun blushed.
He thinks that he might die all day long, and prepares for the worst every day.
But death is unknown, and Brother Ying Di is not afraid at all. He does not have the courage, and he still cries and cries all day long. Brother Ying Di is putting it lightly if he says it is inappropriate. He is simply...a shameful and petty person.
"Jing Yun will work hard." The ten fingers are still different in length, but Jing Yun doesn't dare to say that he can be the same as Ying Di.
He then opened his mouth to ask his father about his mother.
Then he saw the man in front of him raising his hand forward.
Looking along the hand, Jing Yun saw Ying Di with a surprised look on his face.
Ying Di has always respected Huo Shenzhi, and he has never been as close as Jing Yun.
But maybe Huo Shenzhi saw his former self in Ying Di and knew what he wanted now, so he reached out to him.
Tianshu directly picked up Jing Yun, and suddenly only father and son were left in the study.
"Father!" Ying Di looked at Huo Shenzhi, her voice choked up, and she fell into Huo Shenzhi's arms.
Huo Shenzhi put his hands around Ying Di's still young shoulders. At this moment, the man on the altar walked down the steps and was given "humanity" besides love.
At this moment, Ying Di was just a crying child who was being cared for by his father.
He endured it again and quickly came out of Huo Shenzhi's arms to correct his etiquette.
Just as he stood up, Huo Shenzhi held his back: "Cry, I've wronged you."
Ying Di couldn't bear it anymore.
He fell into his father's arms and cried hard. The suppressed cries were let go little by little as Huo Shenzhi patted his back gently.
There was no one else around here, except Huo Shenzhi and himself. No one would know that Ying Di cried.
"No, I am not aggrieved. My father has given me too much. Even if I cannot give him his own mother, I am content. No one in the world can have everything going as he wishes. I am lucky to have it. It's my life if I don't have it. I'm just a son, no, I feel sad when I see my father suffering but can't help you share the slightest bit."
His voice was still choked with sobs. When he looked up at his father, his vision was blurry, but he didn't want to cry anymore.
Huo Shenzhi raised his hand to wipe away his tears and placed an unused black silk handkerchief in Ying Di's arms.
Holding his small shoulders, she answered him firmly: "Yinger, no matter what kind of love, there is no standard and perfect answer. But what my father can give you will never be given to anyone else."
