How do you recognize it? How can you not tell the difference between the eyes of your former lover? Even one day, the heat in the eyes will cool down, the tenderness in the eyes will become strange and alienated, and the original black and white eyes will be clouded...
But in those eyes, there will always be a soul that once made me love and hate them.
"Whose idea?" Zhao Xiong broke the silence lightly, without any emotion in his tone.
"Me." "Me!" Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue raised their heads at the same time and blurted out in unison. Zhao Xiong raised his eyebrows and glanced at their faces without saying a word.
Zhao Changyuan immediately added: "My own idea has nothing to do with her."
Gong Yueyue said calmly: "Dad, you also know that only I can think of these nonsense, unreliable, ridiculous and funny things. He was forced to do it by me."
Zhao Xiong nodded expressionlessly, as if to show that her words were more convincing. Zhao Changyuan quickly tugged on her sleeves and said excitedly: "That's not it...it's me..."
Zhao Xiong did not expect that his image in the eyes of his children would be so fierce. He also knew that he was indeed too strict in disciplining his son. But he definitely did not feel sorry for his daughter-in-law.
In comparison, the girl Gong Yueyue is indeed much smarter and knows how to assess the situation. Unlike a silly boy like Zhao Changyuan, who will immediately become dizzy when someone pokes his weak point.
Zhao Xiong looked at them, dumbfounded and helpless. "Okay, stop it. Are you showing off your love in front of dad?"
When Gong Yueyue heard this, she almost couldn't hold back her smile. The phrase "show affection" actually came from Zhao Xiong in this situation...
Zhao Changyuan lowered his head and replied honestly: "I don't dare."
Zhao Xiong chuckled lightly, straightened his body and said coldly: "Why don't you dare? You are getting more courageous. If you leave the army privately and come to a place like this with your wife, I will definitely have to deal with you."
"Let dad handle it." Zhao Changyuan nodded in response without hesitation. As long as he doesn't embarrass his little wife, he can be punished in any way. Anyway, he is thick-skinned and can withstand beatings and punishments.
Zhao Xiong turned his attention to Gong Yueyue, who was biting his lip and silent, and asked with interest: "If I want to punish him on weekdays, you will definitely jump out and stop him. Why are you silent today?"
She frowned deeply and raised her head, but her eyes only dared to look at the ground. "Dad, it was wrong of me to pull your beard."
"Ah?" Zhao Changyuan, who had just felt relieved, was stunned by her words.
She curled her lips and continued to mutter: "If you are angry, just punish me. Don't make me angry. He is innocent."
"Really?" Zhao Changyuan tugged on her sleeve and asked softly.
"Really." She nodded in shame.
"Dad, my wife must have mistaken you. She didn't mean to do it."
Gong Yueyue's behavior was a somewhat funny misunderstanding in the first century. But in the Song Dynasty, where people were old-fashioned and cautious, and among the generals with a serious family style, it was almost enough to hit the palm of the hand with a small ruler.
. She didn't realize this herself, she just felt embarrassed. But Zhao Changyuan really broke out in a cold sweat for her.
Zhao Xiong felt very funny when he saw their embarrassed expressions, but then he was shocked to realize the change in his heart... Where had the old-fashioned, dogmatic and serious Zhao Xiong gone?
The young and old were silent for a long time with their eyes wide open. Zhao Xiong suddenly said: "Dad asks you a question. If you answer it honestly, I will no longer hold you accountable."
"Dad, if you ask, the child will definitely know everything and tell you everything." Even so, Zhao Changyuan felt a little unsure in his heart. Who knows what weird questions his father would ask.
"Is dad a bad person? It seems that I have let down other people's happiness in life."
Sure enough, this is a question that is not easy to answer...
"I can't say this, but you are a good father and a good husband." Fortunately, Zhao Xiaobailian is also a good talker.
Zhao Xiong smiled bitterly and turned to Gong Yueyue, wanting to hear her opinion.
Her eyes were confused and thoughtful, and after a moment, she said: "Dad, you are not feeling well, right? Even if I don't know what happened back then, you finally gave up on her. But I know that you are not heartless.
He must be a righteous person, otherwise he would not be able to teach a person like me."
Zhao Xiong didn't say a word, but there was a look of emotion in his eyes.
She always looked at the lonely sky outside the tent, just like looking at her past and present lives. "After all, we are all human beings, made of flesh and blood. Even if we have a steely will and deep-rooted emotions, when the god of fate
When the devil reaches out to us, we can only do our best, but no one can guarantee that things will go as planned in the end. Many times, we have to conform to society, obey our parents, or even accept farewell... What should we do? This is life,
A life full of helplessness, sorrow and joy.”
Speaking of this, she looked at Zhao Xiong resolutely. "But Dad, I think it's enough to be sincere when we are together."
He once told Xiao Juan that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely bring Gong Yueyue to this desert and accompany her to see every moment of the moving beauty here. Let her know that when he stood in this scenery, he would always treat her every time.
An inch of deep-rooted longing made her realize how much she had wanted to turn into a wisp of sand smoke, drifting all the way to their common home with the southeast wind...
Now, his wish has come true in disguise. He once again returns to this intoxicating sea of sand, with his beloved wife sleeping next to him.
At this moment, he was huddled up in the small tent, holding Gong Yueyue who was breathing evenly. The air was very cold, but his heart was warm. The sound of killing in the distance could still be vaguely heard in his ears, but his thoughts
It's peaceful.
For the time being, he did not want to think about the crisis he was about to face, he did not want to recall the divisions and killings he had experienced here, he did not want to ignore the visible scars on his wrists and the occasional faint pain in his sternum, and he did not want to forget that the period that had become his permanent
Shame, but he always downplayed the history that he didn't want to mention - the experience of being bound and imprisoned here like wild beasts, and being controlled and avoided like monsters...
For him, nothing was more important than his wife's warm embrace and sweet smile in his sleep. He suddenly felt that if he could live a peaceful and peaceful life like this, he could even completely let go of his hatred for Pan Zhuqing.
This does not mean that his hatred is not strong enough. It is just that he understands more and more what Pan Zhuqing wants in his heart. At first, he guessed that it was for Gong Yueyue. But as he speculated and inferred about all the enemy's actions day after day,
, he believed that Pan Zhuqing's goal could never be just a woman, but a more practical and reasonable goal for the conspirators, such as power.
In the eyes of everyone, Pan Zhuqing, who seemed speechless and lustful, seemed to have reached a state of invulnerability and invulnerability to all poisons. But in Zhao Changyuan's view, Pan Zhuqing's disguise of being strong without desire was actually an ambitious person who wanted to control everything.
. He is still not sure where Pan Zhuqing's desire ends. Maybe it is a very human minister, or maybe it is a more terrifying conspiracy... But he follows Pan Zhuqing's thread and can clearly understand what the other party wants most at the moment.
, is the sharp weapon he is holding in his hand - military power. And this is exactly what Zhao Changyuan despises the most!
After figuring this out, he found a way to alleviate the hatred for Pan Zhuqing in his heart. After all, hatred is hurtful to the mind and body, and can even confuse people's minds and mess up their souls. The most important thing is that it will affect the next generation.
education...
And he remembered that Gong Yueyue had said more than once that, overall, Pan Zhuqing was a good official. The idea in his mind became clearer and clearer. As long as his wife and children were not involved, and the Zhao family was not harmed, he would
Pan Zhuqing will not be put to death.
Then the road to the future will become clearer and clearer. After passing this hurdle, he will find a way to resign his official position to the emperor and return to the Central Plains with his wife, children and parents. Maybe he still lives in Luoyang, or maybe he goes to the south of the Yangtze River to find a comfortable place.
In the future, even if you are poor, you will definitely be peaceful and happy.
Drawing up the future life scenes in his mind, Zhao Changyuan always had a satisfied smile on his face. He couldn't help but caress Gong Yueyue's face with his fingers, until she also opened her sleepy eyes, waking up from sleep and looking at each other.
After looking at each other in silence for a long time, he asked softly: "Why don't you sleep?"
She stretched out her hand and touched his face: "You are so beautiful, just like in my dream."
His eyes were full of surprise: "Did you dream about me? What was I doing in the dream?"
She raised her neck and kissed his slightly blue chin: "I dreamed of you, wearing a red wedding robe, opening my curtain..."
"My wife is making fun of me. How can I compare to when I was newly married?" Even so, he was already smiling in his heart.
"No. In my eyes, you look better than you did then."
For a moment, the beacon smoke did not stop three miles away, the wind and sand filled the sky under the sky, and I was wearing the same robe as you in the tent...
This was not beyond Zhao Changyuan's expectation. But he still responded modestly and cautiously: "This junior is not talented, but I will definitely try my best, as long as you give me enough trust and power."
After hearing this answer, a kind smile appeared on Lu Ranqing's cold face. "As expected of a general, he is better than his master."
These words were intended to carry a gun and a stick. While praising Zhao Changyuan, they also had the intention of ridiculing Zhao Xiong.
But the actual effect was somewhat unexpected. Zhao Xiong did not feel unhappy in his heart, and was even a little proud. After all, this son was raised with his own efforts. Now that he can take charge of his own business, his painstaking training has not been in vain. Zhao Changyuan's mother has always pampered her son.
, when Zhao Changyuan fell down when he was a child, he did not cry himself, but the nose that Liu felt distressed was not the nose or the eyes. Zhao Xiong knew at that time that if he coddled him, the child would be doomed. Either he would be extravagant and extravagant, or he would be cowardly and useless. So he
He had to put on the iron mask of a strict father and be harsh and tough on Zhao Changyuan in every possible way. Little did he know that in his heart, he also treasured his son very much. (To be continued)