It was late in the spring, and the two jars of plum blossom wine that Fu Ming had presented to Jin Yi had been drunk by him. When the red and green in the court were heavy, Fu Ming received a return gift from Jin Yi. After thinking about it, it seemed that it was Jin Yitou. Go back to Fangmanting to send something.
Lv Fei was holding the gift box with a smile on her lips. Qian Lan also hurriedly stepped forward and opened the box. Fu Ming took out the contents inside.
Qianlan Nahan: "Why do you give this kind of clothes to the son?"
Lu Fei said, "My grandfather is a martial artist, so do you want to let the young master follow him to practice martial arts?"
Fu Ming pondered secretly, had some ideas, but was not very confident, so he didn't say it explicitly, just let them put the clothes away.
From last year to this year, it has been a year since Fu Ming entered the palace. Zhaoyan was one year older, and after Renlan and Xinyue got the old lady's consent, they held a rather lively birthday feast for him.
The birthday ceremony, Fu Ming, had been preparing for it a few months ago, and when it was delivered to Zhaoyan, he couldn't stop looking at it, and the more he looked, the more he liked it. This is a famous painting of "Three Hundred Poems". It selects many kinds of birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers, plants and trees in "Poetry".
Not only did the little birthday star like it, but the old lady and Ren Lan also praised them when they saw it. Jin Yize said to Fu Ming, "Child, why do you bother so much?"
But Fu Ming said: "Mengxue cannot be neglected. Zhaoyan is very talented, and it is worth spending more time now."
Jin Yi nodded, took Zhaoyan to Fu Ming, and said to Zhaoyan, "Yan'er, from today onwards, you should change your tune, and don't call Uncle Ming again. He is your father just like me."
The whole house was shocked, and Fu Ming was stunned. Hearing Zhaoyan calling him "father", his eyes suddenly blurred.
Jin Yi took a handkerchief and wiped away a few hot tears from the corners of his eyes. He took his hand and brought him to the old lady's seat. The two knelt down together. "It is fate and earning a share, so I will be with you in the future."
Zhaoyan seemed to understand, ran over, hugged his two fathers, and kept rubbing his little face on the fathers' legs, and he kept calling.
Ren Lan kept smiling and nodded, tears flashing in her bright eyes, the new moon patted her shoulder, and said in her heart, "Miss, have you seen it? There are people around him now, and he is no longer alone, you can rest assured. already."
When the banquet was over, the moon star was scarce, Zhaoyan held Jin Yi's shirt and said, "Dad, Yan'er has a small wish."
Jin Yi asked, "What is it?"
"Yan'er wants to sleep with the two fathers for one night, is that okay?"
Jin Yi looked at Fu Ming, and Fu Ming didn't know how to respond. Seeing that he was just at a loss, but not repulsive, he said to Zhao Yan, "Yes. Where would Yan'er want to sleep?"
"Fang Man Ting! Uncle Ming's house Yan'er took a nap there, it's comfortable!"
The three returned to Fangmanting together.
Lu Fei, Qian Lan and other servants were so happy that they couldn't hold back their smiles, and they hurriedly cleaned up and waited. After the three servants fell asleep, there were still whispers in the servant's room, which were even more cheerful than the chirping of insects outside the green screen window.
Fu Ming's room was quiet, Zhao Yan was sleeping in the middle, and inside was Fu Ming. When Fang lay down, Fu Ming felt quite nervous, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest. Zhaoyan hugged his arm, buried his face in his arms, and soon fell into a deep sleep. He listened to the child's even breathing, gradually calmed down, and fell asleep.
And Jin Yi, who was sleeping outside, was still awake when the moon rose. He opened his eyes, turned slightly to the side, looked at the two people who were sleeping snuggling with each other, stretched out his hand, and gently placed it on the quilt covering them, like a slight tender hug.
The next morning, when Fu Ming and Zhaoyan got up, Jin Yi, who had slept late, was no longer in the room.
There was a faint noise outside the house. Lu Fei and Qianlan led two or three girls with pots and nappas into the house to wash and dress them, saying, "Master is already awake, practicing swords in the yard outside!"
Fu Ming asked the girl to open the window, and he saw that in the green shadow in the courtyard, Jin Yi, who was wearing a white coat, was holding a branch as a sword without a coat, and his movements were smooth and neat.
After cleaning up, Fu Ming took Zhaoyan out and stood under the eaves to watch Jin Yi practice his sword. It was almost the last move, and Jin Yi quickly put away the sword. Fu Ming looked at the red and green mess on the ground and thought to himself, if this grandfather came to stay overnight in the future, the yard would have to be re-arranged. I heard that Jin Yi is not only good at swordsmanship, but also proficient in archery. Does that mean that in addition to widening the space, he also needs to prepare an arrow target
But after this time, Jin Yi never stayed in Fangmanting for a long time. Fu Ming's yard is still the same as the original flowers and trees, and the path is curved and the pool is quiet. It's just that when spring comes to summer, the flowers on the branches have grown into leaves and fruits, the garden is full of green and pleasant, and the heat is hard to invade.
Although Fu Ming does not need to escape the summer heat, Jin Yi will take him to the summer resort Cuiwei Palace. Cuiwei Palace is a palace on Cuiwei Mountain, a hundred miles away from Kyoto. This year, the three princes have already asked the emperor to borrow the Cuiwei Palace to escape the summer after the summer solstice, and the holy will has promised.
In addition to his concubine and children, the third prince was accompanied by several civil servants and military generals. All of them were capable people he valued, and everyone could bring their family members with them.
When he was leaving, Fu Ming asked Qian Lan to pack the two sets of clothes that Jin Yi had given him, and then everyone understood the purpose of Jin Yi's gift of these clothes to Fu Ming.
Qianlan packed Fu Ming's clothes, while Lv Fei packed other trivial things. After finishing the arrangement, Lu Fei walked to Fu Ming's side with a blushing face, and said in a low voice, "Young master, there are two boxes in total. In the box where the sundries are placed, there is a cassette. There are two small bottles in the box. It's... something you and I may need. If you need it, remember to pick it up yourself."
Fu Ming asked, "Aren't you going with us? Whatever we need, you can just take it with me."
"Oh, son, I might not be able to be by your side then!" Lu Fei's face turned red with anxiety, and Qian Lan sneered not far away. very.
Seeing them like this, Fu Ming thought about it for a while, and when he understood, his face turned red, and he said, "I see. You guys are packing. I'll go and see how the luggage is sorted out over there." After speaking, he hurriedly said. out the door.
In the house, Lu Fei and Xian Lan looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
After the summer solstice, a group of nearly 200 people, together with servants and guards, headed for the Cuiwei Palace in a mighty manner.
It is still a long way to go to Cuiwei Palace from Kyoto. The summer is sunny and sunny, so it is not suitable to ride a horse, so Jin is in the same carriage with Fu Ming.
Fu Ming read the history books of the previous dynasty, and Jin Yi read the earlier military books.
After Fu Mingzheng finished reading a volume, thinking about whether the judgment of the person who wrote the history book was fair, he heard Jin Yi suddenly ask: "These days, you seem to be quite busy with paper work, but what are your plans?"
Fu Ming retracted his gaze from between the lines, raised his head and asked, "How do you feel about these history books?"
"Emperors and generals, right and wrong, ups and downs, rise and fall, can be known to the predecessors, and can be a lesson for future generations."
Fu Ming nodded, "What the lord said is very true. But I don't think it's enough."
Jin Yi was excited and asked, "Why is it not enough?"
"The history of Danqing records emperors and generals, records the merits and demerits, and records the rise and fall. But it doesn't write about food, drink, men and women, and it doesn't show the world of fireworks."
"Diet men and women? The world of fireworks? What's there to write about?"
Fu Mingdao: "Master is a person who is determined to enter the annals of history. Naturally, he does not think that these are worthy of being recorded and preserved. But there are many living beings, such as masters, who are living this life, and have no chance of being able to survive. What is really related is only food, clothing, housing and transportation. Of course, future generations do not need to remember these people, but occasionally look back and glance at the traces of the lives of the people in front of them, knowing that they also worked hard in the days and months, lively, happy, sad... So, it is also a kind of souvenir. ."
After Jin Yi heard the words, he didn't speak for a long time, and then he said: "So, you will write a book for all living beings, their food, clothing, housing, transportation, hard work, joy and sorrow?"
Fu Ming smiled, "It's for them and for myself."
Jin Yi was silent for a while and then said: "If I make a greater contribution in the future, I can ask the Holy One to seal it for you, and you will be able to share my name with me in history."
"Master really has lofty aspirations." Fu Ming also liked his lofty ambitions, and a smile filled the corners of his brows and lips, "I'm waiting for that day." But he still has unfinished words in his heart, that is, as a person His vassal was recorded in the annals of history, occupying a corner that no one cared about, although it was still glorious, but this was not what he wanted.
The two stopped talking about the matter. Jin Yi told Fu Ming about the Cuiwei Palace. When he was a child, he and his grandfather accompanied the saint to escape the summer. With his memory, many scenes are still clearly remembered.
"Before I came, I invited Yunsheng Pavilion to the third prince, you must like it."
Fu Ming vaguely looked forward to it, and realized that this time he should be living with Jin Yi for nearly a month. Thinking of what Lvfei said before, her face became hot again.
"Why is your face so red?" Jin Yi stretched out his hand, "It's a little hot, is it hot? Could it be heatstroke?"
Fu Ming hurriedly shook his head, "It's only a little hot, it's fine."
Jin Yi poured a cup of herbal tea for Fu Ming, then took out a folding fan and opened it to fan him. After Fu Ming finished drinking the tea, he saw the words "One Sword Frost Fourteen Prefectures" written on the folding fan, and smiled: "This fan is from last year, it's a bit outdated, I'll give it a new one when I get back to Beijing. Write a handle."
Jin Yi had a smile in his eyes, "Although this handle is a little old, it's not broken, and it's still easy to use, so there's no need to replace it. And we haven't even arrived yet, so you're thinking about what will happen next, aren't you too impatient? "
Hearing Jin Yi's joke, Fu Ming laughed and said, "What you said is very true. I look forward to living in a fairyland as beautiful as Cuiwei Palace. immortal!"
When Jin Yi saw his shrewd appearance, his heart moved slightly, he closed the fan, and gently tapped the fan bone between his eyebrows, with an unconscious tenderness in his smile. Fu Ming was stunned for a moment, but before he regained his senses, there was another heat between his brows. It was Jin Yi's lips, and it was about to leave when he touched it, but it seemed like a fire had ignited between his brows, and the flames only lowered his brows and then went to his heart.