It is now winter, and it is in the northwest again, and the weather is naturally colder.
Outside the city of Bencheng, the cold wind is bleak and the withered grass is luxuriant. With every breath, a circle of white mist will come around. A few days ago, it had already snowed. At this moment, there was still a few masses of white snow falling in the withered grass on both sides of the official road. The horse was galloping, and the wind blew on the face like a knife.
Zhao Ting grew up here when he urinates, and he is naturally accustomed to the living environment here. He doesn't care about the cold wind, he just gallops with his horse and whip and heads to the greet team.
The front is Bincheng, which belongs to the scope of Yizhou, which is the power of his father, this Zhao Yong knows for himself.
I saw a man and a horse galloping towards this side in front of him. Looking from a distance, that man was dressed gorgeously, and his horse was vigorous. It was a rare good horse. A person who can wear this kind of makeup and can ride such a horse is not an ordinary person. Zhao Yong watched quietly for a while, and when the person got closer, Zhao Yong immediately fought forward.
"Second brother!" Seeing that it was already in front of the welcoming team, Zhao Ting immediately reined to control the horse. The horse waggled its tail and swung around in place. Zhao Ting turned the horse's head slightly with his right hand and turned the horse's head around. With a smile, those dark eyes filled with light, obviously very excited, "Second brother, I am the eldest brother."
After that, he drove the horse lightly and moved closer to Zhao Yong.
The boy in front of him has the same tall and tough figure as himself, and his appearance is also three-point similar to himself. He is wearing a big red robe and is full of energy. His eyes are very sharp and sharp. If he saw it, he would give birth to a trace of whiteness. The meaning of fear comes. This is his second brother, he was only so old the year he left, and he is now so old.
When Zhao Yong called immediately, when he saw his relatives, Leng Jun also pulled a smile on his face.
Although the two brothers are similar in appearance, they grew up in different environments. Zhao Ting is the eldest son, and grew up next to his parents since childhood. He is the brother and the father, and he is gentle and generous. And Zhao Yong grew up in the deep palace. He was a way out of conspiracy and trickery, so he was naturally vigilant and suspicious.
"Big Brother..." He called out softly, obviously excited.
The two brothers got off the horse, separated by a step, and looked at each other for a moment. Zhao Ting could feel his brother's indifference, and couldn't help but sigh, "Second brother, when you left, you were so tall..." He raised his hand and gestured. After a while, the smile on his face did not diminish, "I didn't expect to see it again now, but I will be as tall as my brother."
Zhao Yong said, "You are not filial to your son. For so many years, you have to rely on your elder brother to honor your father, the queen, and your wife."
Zhao Ting waved his hand at him: "What do you say about these? Take care of your parents, these are all things you should do for your brother, but... I can't protect you, I regret it very much for my brother." Thinking that today is a happy day, he said nothing. She laughed, waved her hand and said, "Xian'er is waiting for you in the city. Let's go. Today, our brothers must have a lot of drinks."
The two brothers were talking, and the other sons of the three kings fought and walked. When they saw Zhao Ting, they all got off their horses.
Zhao Ting looked up and down a few people, and said with a smile: "Thanks to the three cousins escorted along the way, the weather is bitterly cold, so let’s go to the city and have a few cups to warm up with my brother."
The sons of the three kings all clasped their fists and bowed to Zhao Ting. Then Zhao De smiled and patted Zhao Yong on the shoulder, squinting his eyes and said: "The four of us entered the palace together. I really didn't expect that now all the sons would marry wives and have children first." Then, he raised his hand and hammered Zhao Dun with a punch, and said with a smile, "The four of us, you are the eldest, so let him take the lead."
Zhao Dun is a simple and honest person, he only smiled stupidly when he heard the words, and couldn't answer.
Zhao Min was dressed in a white robe, covered with a snow-white cloak, his face was like a jade, and his hair was like splashed ink. It was winter, and he could not leave his hand with a fan.
"Zhao De, what you said is wrong, the sons are the first to marry a wife, not necessarily the first to get a son." His jade-like face was filled with teasing smile, only the folding fan was lighted on his lips, and he smiled coquettishly. "This matter has to be watched. If the younger brothers and sisters dislike him and don't let him go to bed, how can they give birth to a child."
As soon as Zhao Min finished speaking, they all laughed and laughed, very happy.
Zhao Yong still had a cold face, not unhappy, but nowadays, apart from his wife, there is nothing to make him happy.
"By the way, big brother, grandmother is in the carriage behind." Zhao Yong turned sideways, raised his hand and pointed behind him.
Zhao Ting became more agitated. Regardless of it, he strode towards the carriage behind him, bends down and said, "Grandma is here, please be respected by your grandson." After that, he knelt down in front of the carriage. , Bowed his head and saluted.
Concubine Zhuang Shu heard the voice of the eldest grandson in front of her early. Seeing her eldest grandson nearby, she raised her hand and lifted the side curtain.
"My dear grandson, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly."
Zhao Ting got up, then stood respectfully on the side of the carriage, head drooping slightly.
Concubine Zhuang Shu looked up and down the eldest grandson, and saw that he was born tall and handsome, looking gentle and polite, she was very happy, and smiled and said: "Ting'er, let's go to the city, your younger brother and sister are still sitting in the carriage. She is weak and bones. , Don’t stand the cold wind, don’t freeze her, freeze her, be careful that your second brother is anxious with you."
Zhao Ting was taken aback, and then replied loudly: "Yes, grandson understands."