The day Xin Jing had just tamed his pony, he fell in disgrace on the pasture. Ji Baiyue and Meng Chen couldn't bear to look directly at him all the time, watching him fall from the horse, they only felt pain in the bones. Only that little ruffian Wu Yu laughed loudly by the fence, wishing the whole barracks could come and see the young master's joke.
When Xin Jing finally started running around on horseback, he couldn't help but straighten his waist. Even though there was a bruise on his forehead and his tightly pursed lips looked calm, his heart was about to fly, and he wanted to show his father.
It's a pity that his father was not there that day, and his heroic appearance on horseback could not resist Wu Yu's unscrupulous ridicule.
Xin Jing felt aggrieved, and had to act like an adult, beating Wu Yu when no one was around.
When he returned home, Aunt Ying, his mother's servant, was already waiting for him by the gate of the mansion. Seeing him bowing his head back from a distance, she had already ran over a few steps before, and said with a smile: "Young master is slow today, let me go quickly, servant girl. The prince and princess have been waiting for a long time."
Xin Jing didn't know what to say, so he ran back. A screen was erected inside, and he heard his father whispering softly inside, but his mother didn't reply much.
Seeing that he was about to go in, Aunt Ying hurriedly stopped him and said, "Master is back!"
It took a while for King Yan to turn around. Xin Jing was sitting on a chair outside eating a snack to suppress his stomach. When he heard his father approaching, he swallowed his snack immediately and blurted out: "Father, today I—" The boy's ending sound suddenly jumped out Yang Gao said, "What is this?"
There is more element of surprise in the voice.
Because his father carried a wrinkled little monkey in his arms, and it looked like he couldn't get along with him, and he didn't look like a member of their family at all.
"Your brother." King Yan leaned over to show him, and the man proudly flaunted, "Isn't it pretty? Your brother!"
Even though he said your brother twice, Xin Jing still chose not to hear it, his shocked face was in stark contrast to his father's proud raised eyebrows.
"Does it look good?" Yan Wang stretched out his hand to pat the back of his head, rubbed it again, "But your younger brother." He continued: "It looks like you when you were young."
like a monkey.
He was also like a monkey when he was a child
Xin Jing refused to admit this reality, probably because his expression was too revealing, which was clearly seen by his father. Xin Jing's scalp was numb from being watched, he stretched out his hand hesitantly, and laughed a few times: "Then I, this, okay. Shall I hug him?"
The little monkey was light and light in his arms. He had never held such a light object in the arms that followed his father's arms, as if he could knead into a cloud with just a little effort. The little monkey has not yet opened its eyes, but the mother's woody scent is on the swaddle.
Xin Jing couldn't help lowering his head to get closer, and saw his small hands, really small.
What a little brother.
Xin Jing inexplicably lowered his voice, and quietly asked his father, "Can he grow up? To be as tall as me."
"Of course." Yan Wang was on the other side, and the father and son stared at the little monkey head to head. King Yan's eyebrows were very gentle, he said: "But he may not grow taller than you." He hugged the eldest son's shoulder, "After all, you are the elder brother, you will be his pillar."
Xin Jing nodded reservedly, but felt joyful in his heart. He may be the kind of person who was born to be the eldest brother. Being the pillar of the younger brother made him full of joy, and seemed to be full of strength in an instant. Able to be bold and gentle.
The mother named the little monkey "Jing", Jing, Su Ye①. I hope that this son will be cautious from the beginning to the end, and behave in a dignified manner. Xin Jing is "Jing", which is the name chosen by King Yan and Princess Yan. The first meaning is Jing Nan, and his father hopes that he will calm Nan Chao and be brave to the country. The second meaning is Jing Yan and Si Ye, his mother hopes that he will live in peace, and that he will miss him even when he is far away in the future.
The two children have the same pronunciation. It is the parents' wish that Yin and Yang will be separated in the future.
Since then, there have been "A Jing" and "Xiao Jing" in Yan Wang's mansion.
But before Xin Jing had time to hug the little monkey, the little monkey suddenly turned into a pink and white soft ball. He can read and write, and he is too long to be hugged by him.
But Xin Jing felt that "Jing, Su Ye" was not a good way to say it, because when his family's Xiao Jing was seven or eight years old, he had already shown "Su", that is, very serious and rarely smiled. It's not that he's unhappy, but he's self-conscious and serious, and he refuses to laugh like an ordinary child, which goes against his scholarly manners.
That's right, at such a young age, Xin Jing already feels that he is a scholar, and he has to be able to hold it and smile miserly. So every time he saw Wu Yu, a little ruffian, his brows would frown.
At this time, the youngest Xin Li had already grown to the age that a dog would dislike him. Before he came out, Princess Yan was still worried that she would not be a little facial paralyzed like his second brother. Unexpectedly, within a few years after he came out, the whole mansion was already hiding. Not as good as a troublemaker.
King Yan told Xin Jing in private: "Although your second brother's name has been misplaced, it still has some effect. Seeing your third brother, they all have the character "Li", and I want him to restrain himself and be more intelligent. Take pleasure in teasing people."
Just as his father was talking, the two saw Xin Li crawl out from the window under the porch, and when they turned around to see the two of them, they slid back as if their feet were being oiled.
King Yan said angrily: "... I saw it, come out, through the main gate!"
Xin Jing now has the figure of a young man, and he is growing crazily, no matter how much he eats, he won't gain weight, so when he stood in front of him in a black and strong outfit, he seemed vaguely majestic and majestic.
He watched his father go to clean up Xin Li, and felt that this kid couldn't get his hands on him, so he turned around and went down the steps, only to see his second brother squatting motionless by the pool in the courtyard.
"What is Xiao Jing doing?" Xin Jing leaned over from behind Xin Jing to watch together, and saw him holding a branch of flower in his hand, stretching out in the pond to tease the fish. Seeing Xin Jing's reflection, Xin Jing touched it slowly from his bosom for a while, then took out a crumpled flower and handed it to the top of his head.
"Mother gave it to you." Xin Jing looked up at him and said expressionlessly, "Xiang."
Xin Jing smiled at his second brother very gently, instead of picking up the flower, he pinched his cheek. "You keep it, and I'll give you everything that big brother has."
Xin Jing slurred his speech because of being pinched, "Damn it, give it to Ah Jing too."
Learning from his parents, Xin Jing only called him Ah Jing, not Big Brother or Big Brother.
Xin Jing lowered his head and looked at him, both pairs of eyes reflected each other. Xin Jing kept laughing, picked him up in a ball, and rolled him onto his back.
"Go, brother will take you to ride a horse."
"Don't ride a horse." Xin Jing leaned on his back shoulder, and was nervous when he heard riding a horse, so he quickly suggested: "Ride Ah Jing."
Xin Jing bumped him a few times, and went out the door with his back on his back. "Okay, then ride Ah Jing. Riding Ah Jing to catch rabbits, okay? The little rabbits in East Grassland, catch them and give them to Xiao Jing to raise."
"Don't raise it." Xin Jing was afraid that he wouldn't hear it, so he leaned in his ear and said, "Don't raise it."
The softness and gentleness melted Xin Jing's heart. Is this comparable to that little bastard A Li? Xiao Jing is as obedient as the rabbit he raised, fragrant and soft, serious and cute.
However, within a few years, the lovely Xiao Jing gradually revealed another side of his talent, which is his poisonous tongue. He usually doesn't like to talk much, so he leans aside with his handsome appearance, straight and upright, like a gentleman. But as soon as he opened his mouth, three sentences could scare away the little bastard Xin Li, and a wink could make the elder brother Xin Jing, who was able to advance and retreat freely, tighten his spine. His talent in writing is also undoubtedly on full display, and he can sweep thousands of troops just by talking about pen and calligraphy. Xin Jing didn't believe in fighting the Confucians with his tongue before, but after Xin Jing came along, he admired the person who coined the term.
By now, King Yan had allocated military affairs to Xin Jing. He often left home for several days, and sometimes he would go back to Rourou, and he would be away for ten days and a half months. He followed the army, and at first he couldn't even grab a meal, because he didn't have any military achievements, he was just a recruit. The Beiyang army only recognized King Yan, and King Yan threw him in and treated him as his son, so no one would treat him as the eldest son of King Yan. When I was very hungry, I let myself face the wall and think about the battles and generals of the past and the present, and convince myself with the great mission from heaven.
Over the past year, he has both grown taller and thinner. When people lose their arrogance, they will show a sharper tranquility.
But no matter when he came home, there would be a person waiting for him under the acacia tree in front of the mansion.
The man grew up to the position of his shoulders, and never grew again. Love wears her headband loosely and wears a blue and white shirt. Showing his slender and white hands, he walked around under the tree, picking up a few fallen leaves or flowers. Round and round, maybe early in the morning, maybe late at night, round and round.
wait for him.
Xin Jing didn't pay attention the first few times, but later, as long as he was around Lijin, no matter how tired he was, he would crawl home. Wu Yu didn't know this at first, but after hearing it, he still laughed that he was still clinging to his mother even though he was not weaned. It wasn't until it was three o'clock on the return trip, Xin Jing didn't sleep the night before, was sleepy and swayed on horseback, and had to rush home, Wu Yu shut up and never joked about it again.
The Albizia julienne tree grows tall and big, and when the flowers bloom, they are pink and misty. He felt that Xin Jing's next stop was the most beautiful painting in the world. In order to see this painting, he fell off his horse once, but he fell down and didn't get up for a long time, which shocked Ji Baiyue and others. When he got down and looked at it, he found that he had fallen off and fell asleep. He wanted to stop to carry people to build a tent, but he woke up suddenly, lay down on the horse, and continued to drive back.
That's how he is, he feels sorry for his second brother waiting for him, but he is unwilling to say don't wait.
Because he likes it.
Just remember Xin Jing waiting for him under the tree, he can drink muddy water, and he can run happily for thousands of miles. But he never thinks about it, he regards it as brotherhood, he likes his little Jing so much, since Xin Jing was a little monkey.
But he never thought that if this person was replaced by Xin Li, would he beat him up and throw him back.
Xin Jing is not yet twenty years old, he is young, even though he once showed his composure and introversion, he is also a little unknowingly arrogant and presumptuous. At this time, he began to show his prominence in the Beiyang Army, and he rose very rapidly. With his cronies, he began to be ambitious in the battlefield.
From time to time, Dayuan had to rub against the border of Beiyang. When the cavalry of the Thirty-two Department was proud, they would pull the whistle to break through Rouhui's guard, and galloped ahead regardless of the scolding. Xin Jing dealt with such bastards, and trained himself to look like a dog on the outside, but even more jerk on the inside.
One winter, he went home to celebrate the New Year.
After the banquet, Xin Li clamored to bring his younger brother Xin Yi, who was still speechless, to watch the new year. Princess Yan was not in good health, and it was rare for King Yan to come back, so naturally she wanted to accompany his wife. Kick the four of their brothers out of the house one by one, and let them enjoy themselves.
Xin Jing also went to the Beiyang Army's annual banquet before the banquet, and drank a bit high, but he didn't feel drunk. In a world of ice and snow, there were beautiful lanterns hanging from the eaves of his house. He took his younger brothers to his yard, took out the fireworks that had been prepared earlier, and let them play. Xin Li loves to play, and he dragged a small ball of Xin Yi to play snowball fights in the light, so he folded his hands and leaned on the pillars in the porch to watch.
Looking at it, it landed on a white neck not far away.
Xin Jing didn't know why, he saw that he was infatuated, he leaned there and shouted, "Xiao Jing."
Hearing the sound, Xin Jing looked back, his brows and eyes flickered in the light and darkness amid the explosion, which made Xin Jing feel longing.
Xin Jing raised his hand and beckoned.
Xin Jing turned back and looked at the fireworks again, then rolled up his sleeves and walked back slowly. When standing at the bottom of the steps, he had to look up at Xin Jing before reaching the chest. He said, "Say."
Xin Jing smiled slightly, "You haven't said auspicious words to me this year."
Xin Jing didn't even think about it, "Auspicious Chinese New Year."
Xin Jing swallowed, stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair randomly, "It's too perfunctory." The touch was so good that his hand moved to the back inadvertently, and his cold fingertips slid across the back of Xin Jing's neck.
Both of them were shocked.
Xin Jing was cold, and Xin Jing's chest was shaking too, which made him startled.
"cold."
Xin Jing turned his head, and Xin Jing's hands were empty. He moved the corners of his lips, but said nothing. But the next moment, Xin Jing took his hand, put it in his sleeve, put it on the back of his hand, and said, "Cover it."
His elder brother didn't know what was going on, and just stayed there in a daze, staring at him as if he had lost his soul. Xin Jing didn't ask any questions, but just looked back at the past in a daze. Two people look at each other like this, like two idiots.
A snowball flew over, and Xin Jing raised his other hand to block Xin Jing. Then he turned his eyes and glanced at Xin Li, who was poking his head aside, "Take Xiao Yi and don't burn him. If he gets burned, he will be burned today." I'll soak you in the pool overnight."
Xin Li stuck out her tongue, she was obviously a teenager, but she still smiled like a big boy, bright and innocent. He said: "Xin Yi is timid, he can't burn it. Brother, what are you doing? The two of you seem to be on the same page, nailing a wooden stake?"
"Yes." The poisonous tongue Xin Jing woke up suddenly, turned to look at the third younger brother, "I saw Xiao Yan with you, and I was almost drooling."
Xin Li didn't blush, and smiled more cutely and sincerely, "Then we are friends with Hui Yanghou, and I will naturally take care of his daughter. When seeing a beauty, not only praise, but showing a stunning expression is the finishing touch."
"Then you're pretty good." Xin Jing remained expressionless, "The finishing touch looks like a pug."
Xin Li's pug: "... woof!" Shamefully and angrily, he turned to find his younger brother to vent his grief and indignation. In the end, Xin Yi, who couldn't even speak clearly, learned it clearly this time. When he saw him walking in front of him, he immediately shouted obediently: "Wow!"
Xin Li: "..." What is brother, I want to find my mother.
"Like a pug." Xin Jing smiled at Xin Jing in a low voice, and suddenly wrapped his hands in his sleeves, "Safe next year, Xiao Jing."
Originally, Xin Jing could just nod his head, but this time when he nodded, his earlobes burned. He lowered his eyes and stared at the snow under his feet, feeling that the hand holding him was scorching hot, and it was obviously something wrong with him, but he was reluctant to push it away.
After this year, Xin Jing's pens became more and more famous. There is Nansui Mountain in Shanyin, and there is a master on the mountain named Nansui Old Man. The old man Nansui came to Beiyang three times, all in order to seek Xin Jing as his disciple. But this year Princess Yan was in poor health, King Yan and Xin Jing were nervous outside, and there were two younger brothers, Xin Jing refused.
Xin Jing didn't know about this, and only heard about it when Rou returned from a "hunting". The so-called "outside hunting" means hunting outside, and the prey is the scouting cavalry of Dayuan. When he came back, he was taking care of the soil all over his body, when he heard Ji Baiyue, who was practicing bow-drawing, say: "Second Young Master is amazing."
"Huh?" Xin Jing wiped the back of his neck, remembering the same slip on the back of his neck that night, he couldn't help but smile first, "Isn't this a natural thing? Earlier, when the Marquis of Huiyang came to the mansion, he said that he had received congratulations in the capital." The young master of the family, he is handsome and good at learning." He threw the handkerchief into the basin, put on his outer shirt and said, "No one can compare with my family Xin Jing in these two points."
Ji Baiyue's finger slipped, he endured it, but still showed that he couldn't bear to hear it, and said helplessly, "My lord, let's be more modest. Oh, the second lord is number one in the world."
Xin Jing reached out and took out his bow, weighed it in his hand, drew the arrow at the side, and drew the bow at the target in the distance, "This time the weight is right, your arm strength is extraordinary, this bad bow No way." As he spoke, he loosened his fingers, and the arrow swished straight into the bull's-eye, causing the target to shake back and forth. "That's what I mean. Your second son is really number one in the world in my heart." Xin Jing returned the bow to Ji Baiyue with a smile, "I will give this bow a name, otherwise it will be too disrespectful to General Ji Bai.' People can't get it by climbing the moon', so it's called 'Moon Moon Bow' and 'Broken Wind Arrow'."
"Okay." Ji Baiyue stroked his bow lovingly, and said, "I heard from someone earlier that the old man in Nansui went to the mansion to invite the Second Young Master, but the Second Young Master refused and went again." He gestured with his fingers, " Three times, my second son's name is even more prominent."
"Nan Sui?" Xin Jing paused, "Shanyin?"
"Nan Sui Mountain in Shanyin." Ji Baiyue said, "A great sage that even the emperor can't invite."
Xin Jing smiled and turned to do his own business. He was dealing with the military affairs on the case, but his mood was not as good as it was at the beginning. Xin Jing couldn't say anything, he leaned back on the chair and realized that he never thought that Xin Jing would leave him and go somewhere else.
Even for study, he never thought about it.
…or dare not think.