Xiao An slowly raised his head with excitement and anxiety, and saw the surprise on the face of the person opposite: "You can lead troops into battle to kill the enemy at the age of twelve. How can the general's father be relieved?"
Hearing the title "Father" from his father's mouth, Xiao An felt very complicated, excited and excited, and even felt pity for the father in front of him.
His biological son is right in front of him, but he doesn't know it.
"My father never cares about me. I grew up with my mother." I was so excited that I couldn't think of a more appropriate response.
Because it's not that his father never cares about him, he just doesn't know that he exists. Xiao An felt a little uncomfortable after saying this.
When He Zexu heard this, he immediately regretted that he shouldn't have asked this. Look, it made an originally happy child sad.
However, he was not good at coaxing people, especially for such a half-year-old child. He was a little helpless. There was only tea on the tea table in front of him. He picked up the teapot and said, "Little brother, drink tea."
Ha? Xiao An, who was feeling sorry for himself and his father, suddenly heard what he called him? Little brother?
Xiao An suddenly raised his head and saw an apology on his father's face.
Well, seeing the apologetic look on my father's face, I decided not to take it seriously.
"Prince, with your status, you should have many children, right?" Xiao An suddenly thought that it was already late at night and his father was still injured, so she couldn't drag him to chat until dawn, so she quickly asked the question she had prepared for a long time.
Hearing this question, He Zexu rubbed the tea cup in front of him and said with a wry smile: "Little brother, you guessed wrong. I have no heirs, not even one."
"Ah? My lord, are you not married yet? Isn't that possible?" said the little installation confusedly.
My heart that had just calmed down started to rise again, and I wanted to know the reason why my father had not gotten married and had a concubine for so many years.
I want to ask this answer for my mother.
However, Xiao An was a little nervous because he was not sure whether his father would answer his question.
He Zexu was silent for a moment, and when Xiao An was a little disappointed and thought he couldn't hear the answer, he spoke: "I got married more than ten years ago, but she was harmed and is no longer alive."
"Is that so? Don't they say that there are three types of unfilial piety, the greater of which is not having children?" Xiao An suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to test.
He Zexu looked at the tea cup in front of him and smiled: "I have more than ten brothers, and my father and I have many grandsons, so it doesn't matter that I am the only one who has no heirs.
What's more, I have no intention of having children with other women in my life.
It's good to be like this now. When I die in battle, I will be free." After saying this, he picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
His father's words did not make Xiao An happy, but instead made her feel sad and distressed. Her nose was sore and tears were about to come out.
I almost couldn't restrain my emotions and told the man in front of me loudly, no, don't think so, your wife is still alive and gave birth to three children for you, and now she is chatting and drinking tea with you in front of you.
, he is the eldest among them, your eldest son!
However, his remaining sanity prevented him from shouting out.
He stood up, stretched out his arm and patted his father's shoulder gently: "My lord, don't be sad, everything will be fine, even if it's not today, it will be one day."
This sentence is what my mother said to the refugees who fled to the three cities of Xuzhou.
When Xiao An said this, what he was thinking was that there was no problem with his father. As long as he went back to blow the breeze in front of his mother, and let his brother Xiao Le and his sister Ruyi play the drums, when the time was right, it would not be difficult for his father and mother to be reunited as a family.
Son.
Xiaoan's words were like a spring breeze blowing through He Zexu's heart that had been frozen for many years.
It was like a pebble falling into the lake of his heart that had been silent for many years, causing ripples.
Over the years, his close followers knew about the depression in his heart, so they were very careful not to talk about what happened twelve years ago.
Today, I can actually talk to a twelve-year-old child, and this is the first time I've met him.
Listening to the other party's comforting words and the expressions of sympathy towards him several times tonight, He Zexu had a strange feeling in his heart, because he never felt that he needed sympathy and was indifferent to the sympathy of others.
But just now, he didn't feel that it was pitiful and pitiful for him to be pitied by a child. Instead, he felt a true feeling that he had never experienced among the royal family.
With a thought, He Zexu also raised a hand and put it on the small shoulder wrapped in armor. He looked into the other person's clear big eyes and said: "Little brother, I feel like old friends with you at the first sight, and we feel very close.
Otherwise, the two of us will become sworn brothers."
What?
The first words of his father made Xiao An ecstatic, but the last sentence was like a thunderbolt hitting his head, making him stunned.
"Your Majesty, you really know how to joke." Xiao An wanted to laugh but couldn't.
"Little brother, I am serious. I will order people to prepare the incense case." He Zexu expressed his attitude very seriously.
Seeing his serious attitude, he really planned to do this, it was not just a joke, Xiao An's heart was about to collapse, I am your son, your biological son, do you want me?
"Your Majesty, my general is still young, and sworn sworn vows are not a trivial matter. I need to inform my mother before she agrees. It's already late at night, your Majesty is tired, and I am also tired. I'll take my leave to rest."
After Xiao An clasped his fists and said that, he immediately stood up and ran out of the tent.
I'm afraid that if I step too slowly, father and son will become brothers!
What is this? I just thought this dad was pretty good, but why is he so unreliable?
"General An?" Several of He Zexu's men who were guarding not far outside the tent saw him coming out and hurried over to say hello. However, they seemed not to have heard and walked away quickly.
What's going on here?
Zhuo Yan and others suddenly thought of something, and quickly opened the tent door curtain, and saw their prince sitting on the felt mat in annoyance.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? But what excessive request did he make?" One of his subordinates asked with concern.
It must be like this. As the saying goes, if there is no benefit, don't start early. If the other party has no intention, how can he help for no reason? You know that this matter is not that simple.
He Zexu frowned: "If you don't know the truth, don't make random guesses because you are too smart. Everyone should go back and rest."
With the prince like this, several people were worried and did not dare to stay, so they quickly exited the tent in response.
He Zexu was the only one left in the tent, rubbing his temples irritably. What was wrong with him? He was so impulsive and impolite. Look, he scared people away!
I wanted to go find General An, explain something, and apologize, but it's really too late. I'd better go there early tomorrow...
