It has been three days since the latrine collapsed.
Ye Qingyun has been living in seclusion for the past three days and has not appeared much.
It's not like he suddenly became low-key and deep.
It was because he always felt that it was too embarrassing for him to sit in a manure pit.
Although no one saw it.
But he himself couldn't face everyone for a while.
He didn't show up, but the Imperial Preceptor's residence was still lively.
The big rooster stayed in the palace of the Imperial Preceptor.
And between it and Sheep Dingtian, they will start to have sex with each other just by looking at it. .??.??
You can hear the crowing of chickens and sheep all day long.
Chicken feathers and wool are always scattered in the yard.
No one else can stop these two guys.
Fortunately, I still have big hair.
Every time the big rooster and the sheep fight against each other, Da Mao will come over and stop them.
Only Da Mao can control the situation.
After all, it is Fuyunshan who takes the lead.
Whoever comes here must give Brother Dog some respect.
The two guys fought for three days.
Finally, under a strong suppression from Da Mao, they all stopped.
One of the sheep's legs was broken by a big hair, and it was limping, looking very pitiful.
One of the wings of the big rooster was drooping feebly.
He was also interrupted by Da Mao.
However, these two guys were still not convinced of each other and couldn't fight.
Staring at each other is always indispensable.
This day.
Ye Qingyun dozed off in the study.
A book was spread out on his face, and his feet were raised on the desk.
The whole person leaned on the chair.
Ye Qingyun's snoring echoed in the study.
at this time.
A small figure cautiously poked its head out of the study room.
I looked inside.
This little guy is none other than Huang Fusheng's son Huang Feihong.
Huang Feihong wore a big red bellyband and a small knot on his head. He was white and fat, and looked very cute with a tiger head and a tiger head.
Huang Feihong poked his head around and saw Ye Qingyun dozing inside, so he walked in directly.
Then we started having fun in the study room.
I picked up a book and took a look at it.
can't read.
Lost it directly.
Then he grabbed the brush on the desk and pulled off all the hair on it.
Looking at the ink in the inkstone, Huang Feihong stretched out his finger and tapped it, then put it in his mouth and tasted it.
It seems to taste pretty good.
Ever since.
Huang Feihong picked up the inkstone and poured all the ink inside into his mouth.
Drink it all in one gulp.
After drinking the ink, Huang Feihong's face also became dark and dark.
There was ink everywhere on his body.
After drinking the ink, Huang Feihong suddenly felt very sleepy.
My eyes were also dizzy.
I really want to find a place to sleep.
Huang Feihong looked around.
I saw a box.
I don’t know what this little guy is thinking.
I opened the box and saw that it was empty, so I lay down directly in it and closed the box.
He fell asleep inside.
Almost half an hour passed.
Ye Qingyun woke up from his nap.
He took the book off his face and took a closer look.
"Um?"
Why is the study so messy?
The ink in the inkstone was scattered everywhere.
The hair on the brush was also plucked and thrown to the ground.
Several books have been opened.
Ye Qingyun was suspicious for a while.
Has someone come in to cause trouble?
Who has such courage?
Then I thought about it.
Ye Qingyun could also guess who it was.
Except for the son of Huang Fusheng's family, no one in the entire Imperial Prefecture had such courage.
Ye Qingyun smiled and didn't take it to heart.
A child.
Playfulness is always normal.
But in the afternoon, Huang Fusheng's wife Zhang Shulan began to search everywhere in the Imperial Prefect's residence.
"Feihong? Feihong?"
"Feihong, where are you?"
"Come out quickly! It's time to go home for dinner."
After searching for a long time, Huang Feihong was not found.
Other people in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion also began to help in the search.
But until night falls.
Huang Feihong was not found either.
Now, Huang Fusheng and his wife became anxious.
There was no sign of his son for most of the day, who knew what had happened.
Ye Qingyun also showed up.
He was also a little surprised to learn that Huang Feihong was missing.
"In the morning, he must have made trouble in my study."
Ye Qingyun said.
"Sir, we have searched around the study room, but we can't find Huang Feihong."
Liu Changyue said.
She and her sister Liu Xingyue were also very anxious.
The sisters also liked the child Huang Feihong very much and often teased Huang Feihong on weekdays.
Now that Huang Feihong has disappeared, they are no less anxious than Huang Fusheng and his wife.
Ye Qingyun frowned slightly.
He looked at Huang Fusheng and his wife.
"Brother Huang, don't be too anxious. The guards at the gate of the mansion didn't see Huang Fusheng running out. He should still be in the mansion. Let's look carefully."
Having said that, you are a parent after all. How can you not be anxious when your child is missing?
Everyone in the Imperial Prefecture started looking for him.
Every inch and corner has not been spared.
Even the backyard pond has been salvaged.
Once Upon a Time was not found.
This is strange.
Although Huang Feihong was a child, it was impossible for him to just disappear without a trace.
What's more, the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion is such a big place.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be found.
Could it be that Huang Feihong himself ascended during the day? He flew away directly?
This is also impossible.
Even if it flies away, someone should still see it.
It's late at night.
Zhang Shulan was already sitting blankly in the yard, her eyes dull and there were wet tears on her face.
Huang Fusheng also looked heavy, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.
Ye Qingyun paced back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his back.
soon.
Everyone else is back.
They searched around the Imperial Prefect's Mansion again.
"How about it?"
Ye Qingyun asked quickly.
In fact, you don’t need to ask to know that Huang Feihong is still missing.
film.
really.
Everyone shook their heads.
For a time, the atmosphere became even heavier.
Zhang Shulan is about to cry again.
Huang Fusheng also let out a long sigh.
Ye Qingyun really felt bad.
Even more guilty.
Huang Feihong was still playing in his study room clearly in the morning, but he didn't notice because he was too asleep.
it's good now.
Huang Feihong disappeared.
How can you be worthy of Huang Fusheng and his wife?
Just when everyone is anxious.
Woof!
Da Mao suddenly walked among the crowd and called Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun glanced at it.
Somewhat impatient.
"When you're hungry, go to the kitchen and chew some bones."
Da Mao was speechless.
Then he turned around and left.
After a while.
It dragged a box out of the study room.
It was dragged all the way to the yard.
Everyone looked at Da Mao strangely.
I don’t understand why it dragged this box out?
But Zhang Shulan rushed forward and opened the box immediately.
really!
Huang Feihong was fast asleep in the box.
Mother and son are connected!
When Zhang Shulan saw the box, she had a hunch that her son was inside.
"Phenom!"
Zhang Shulan shouted excitedly.
Everyone took a look.
Good guy.
It's really in this box.
Ye Qingyun was extremely surprised.
He rubbed the big-haired dog's head vigorously.
"This time, if you develop your blood-horse skills, I'll make you a big pot of braised pork to eat!"
Da Mao glanced sideways at Ye Qingyun.
I'm too lazy to get to know this guy.
at this time.
Huang Feihong woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, two golden lights shot out from his eyes.
Soaring straight to the sky!
this moment.
In the Wenquxing Temple in Chang'an City, the tablets of literary saints from past dynasties were all shaking.
This chapter has been completed!