According to common sense, if Huang Fusheng and his wife wanted to return to the Southern Wilderness, they would naturally take their young son with them.
However, Huang Fusheng and his wife felt that if their son stayed in Chang'an, he would have a better future than returning to the Southern Wilderness.
Especially Huang Fusheng.
He and his father, Old Man Huang, have spent almost half their lives in the Southern Wilderness and are both storytellers.
It's his son's turn, and Huang Fusheng doesn't want Huang Feihong to be like him again.
Moreover, this kid Huang Feihong is indeed extremely talented, and everyone who has seen him can't help but praise him.
If he had stayed in Chang'an, with Huang Feihong's intelligence, he would have achieved great success.
So Huang Fusheng and his wife became entangled.
Should we leave Huang Feihong in Chang'an?
As a result, Huang Fusheng and his wife found Ye Qingyun and wanted to discuss it with Ye Qingyun.
After all, Ye Qingyun is also Huang Feihong's adoptive father.
After hearing the concerns of Huang Fusheng and his wife, Ye Qingyun didn't feel too embarrassed.
"Are you and your wife worried that Huang Feihong can't live without you?"
Ye Qingyun asked rhetorically.
Huang Fusheng and his wife nodded.
"He is still so young. We have returned to the Southern Wilderness. If we leave him here alone, I am worried that he will not adapt."
Huang Fusheng said.
Ye Qingyun waved his hand: "You underestimate this child too much."
While talking, Ye Qingyun asked Yue Xia to call Huang Feihong over.
Huang Feihong is here.
Salute Ye Qingyun respectfully.
"I've met my adoptive father!"
Ye Qingyun touched Huang Feihong's head.
"Feihong, do you know what your parents are discussing with me?"
Huang Feihong nodded: "I know that my parents are going back to Nanhuang, but they think I should stay in Chang'an. They don't know how to decide, so they asked you, my adoptive father, to discuss it."
Huang Fusheng and his wife were shocked.
They never told Huang Feihong this at all.
How did this kid know so clearly?
Ye Qingyun smiled.
"Have you seen it? Even though this kid is young, he actually sees everything."
Huang Fusheng's expression was a little complicated.
He knelt down and held Huang Feihong's shoulders.
"Feihong, go back to Southern Wilderness with your parents. Our family will continue to be together."
Huang Feihong unexpectedly shook his head.
"Father, mother, adoptive father."
His immature but firm gaze passed over the three of them one by one.
Huang Feihong took a deep breath.
"I have decided to stay in Chang'an, study and write, and then take the imperial examination."
Huang Fusheng and his wife were shocked.
It was completely unexpected that Huang Feihong would stay in Chang'an instead of returning to the Southern Wilderness with them.
Ye Qingyun was not surprised.
He had already seen it.
This kid Huang Feihong is different from ordinary people, and I am afraid he will also be a monster in the future.
Since he is a monster, he cannot be judged by common sense.
"Feihong, why do you want me to leave you alone in Chang'an?"
Zhang Shulan's eyes immediately turned red.
As a mother, how can you let go of your own children?
Moreover, although Huang Feihong is a monster, he is still young, less than three years old.
Who as a parent would be willing to let such a young child stay alone in Chang'an? Can he feel at ease?
"mother"
Huang Feihong's voice also had a hint of crying.
His eyes were misty.
But he still didn't let the tears fall.
Although Huang Feihong is a monster, he is also a child.
How could there be no attachment to parents?
But Huang Feihong knew very well that if he was not firm, he would definitely be taken away by his parents.
Only in Chang'an could he continue to study and participate in the imperial examination.
This is your own path.
Must go on.
Ye Qingyun touched Huang Feihong's little head.
"I asked Yuan Xiu to pick him up. Feihong will live in the Prince's Mansion from now on, so there is nothing to worry about. Yuan Xiu and Hongyu will take care of him."
Hearing what Ye Qingyun said, Huang Fusheng and Zhang Shulan could only nod in agreement.
Ye Qingyun looked at Huang Feihong with a serious expression.
"From now on, will you stay at brother Yuanxiu's house?"
"Okay! Don't worry, foster father, I will be obedient and sensible."
Huang Feihong said hurriedly.
Ye Qingyun immediately entrusted Huang Feihong to Li Yuanxiu and asked him to take good care of Huang Feihong.
After Huang Feihong was settled, Ye Qingyun was ready to return to Southern Wilderness.
Everyone in the house, except Zen Master Dahui who wants to go back to Buddhism in the West, everyone else wants to go back with Ye Qingyun.
Seeing that everything was tidied up, Ye Qingyun did not disturb anyone and directly let Huikong control the flying boat. Everyone took the flying boat and left Chang'an.
Inside the palace.
Li Tianmin stood at a high place, looking at the flying boat that was gradually moving away, with a complicated expression.
Behind him, stood a group of ministers, also looking at each other in confusion.
Suddenly, Li Tianmin bowed in the direction of the flying boat.
All the courtiers immediately followed and bowed together to worship.
"Congratulations to the Imperial Master!"
Inside the Prince's Mansion.
Li Yuanxiu and Pei Hongyu were also looking at the direction of the flying boat.
"Master, take care."
Li Yuanxiu's face was full of reluctance.
Pei Hongyu held Li Yuanxiu's hand tightly.
And Huang Feihong also stood beside the two of them.
Tears welled up.
finally.
He cried.
"Mom and Dad!!!"
After all, I still can't completely suppress my reluctance to part with my parents.
I was crying with tears streaming down my face at this moment.
In Chang'an City, countless people were looking at the flying boat in the distance.
Everyone showed respect.
Let’s worship together.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the flying boat sailed out of Chang'an.
Sailing towards the border of Datang.
Sailed to the south
The Southern Wilderness.
The war has never stopped.
Ye Qingyun didn't know until he arrived at the southern wilderness that there was a war going on in the southern wilderness.
And it happened in the Tianwu Dynasty.
Ye Qingyun was completely confused at this moment.
This is the time of war, so what am I going to do when I come back?
It's better to just stay in Chang'an and live happily in a few days.
What is this thing called?
Ye Qingyun suddenly had the idea of flying back to the East as soon as possible.
But after thinking about it, I still didn’t return to Chang’an.
There is no other reason.
I can't afford to lose this guy.
What if I keep jumping horizontally over and over again?
Flying over for a while and flying in for a while?
This is too shameless.
no way.
The only option is to bite the bullet and return to Fuyun Mountain.
The flying boat slowly landed at the foot of Fuyun Mountain.
The surroundings seemed to be the same as before, nothing had changed.
Huikong's temples are still there and not occupied by anyone.
It's just that no one has taken care of it for a long time, and it looks a bit desolate.
Huikong and other monks naturally returned to their own temples.
Huang Fusheng and his wife, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Liang, returned to the town.
Ye Qingyun returned to his home on the top of the mountain with Da Mao, the rabbits, and Yue Xia.
The yard is still the same as before, except that the ground is overgrown with weeds and looks messy.
Ye Qingyun was also helpless.
But now that I'm back, I have time to take care of my yard.
This is Yue Xia’s first time here.
Very curious about everything.
She couldn't believe it.
Ye Qingyun, an unfathomable master, lived in such a shabby place?
Just like an ordinary farmer.
At the same time, there was a gaze above the sky, watching the Fuyun Mountain below.