"I don't know," Huo Qijing said, "I just don't feel like an ordinary person."
"Well," Tang Shiyue nodded: "That Sheng Qi, at first glance, he looks like a young master from a noble family. He looks casual, and his style and rules are integrated into his bones. He is not comparable to ordinary nouveau riche. What about that Yan Dong?
He is even more secretive. I can't see through him, but I feel he is very gentle. Besides, he is so good-looking and he shouldn't be a bad person."
Huo Qijing looked at her.
Tang Shiyue looked back strangely.
He originally just looked at her, but she looked back confidently. He simply turned around, looked at her and said, "Don't look at him too much."
She didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"
He said: "Don't like uncle!"
Tang Shiyue suddenly became happy.
But he was very serious, staring at her condescendingly, waiting for her answer.
Gradually she stopped laughing.
From the first time they met, she thought his eyes were beautiful.
But it was just good-looking, but now...she felt like his eyes were filled with bright stars, and when he looked at her, it seemed as if he could shine directly into her heart.
She raised her face and looked at him. She was finally deceived by the beauty. She sighed and gave up her struggle: "I know! I don't like uncles or young men. I only like Ah Jing."
His eyes suddenly lit up.
Being so close, this surprise was like fireworks suddenly lighting up in the night sky, lighting up his dark eyes, and it was so beautiful that her heart trembled.
Then he lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead. After a pause, he couldn't help but kiss her again: "Ah Yue."
Damn it, if you call her with this sound in your ear, your ears will conceive 10 babies!
She really used all her strength to suppress it, so she didn't pounce on him: "Yeah."
He gently opened his arms and hugged her, and whispered with red ears: "I only like Ah Yue too."
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By the time he went out, it was already dark, and someone quickly came over and whispered a few words in his ear.
Huo Qijing was startled, the tenderness on his face faded away in an instant, and he said in shock: "Royal Shadow Guard?"
He frowned and pondered for a long time, then whispered: "Then there is no need to check. I usually avoid them and don't have direct contact with them."
The man bowed his head and responded.
Yan Dong and the others suddenly came to the door. Of course Huo Qijing wanted to check their details, but after checking, he found that there was a royal shadow guard secretly? So, between the two of them, no, I should say, who is Yan Dong?
Yan is the national surname of Dayan, and Yan is Yan? As for Dong...could it refer to the East Palace? The Prince of the East Palace?
Yes, it should be. Judging from the age and temperament, it should be right.
Huo Qijing stood there and hesitated for a long time, then entered the martial arts hall and walked to the guest building. Someone raised his head by the window, Huo Qijing gave a half salute, and the person quietly retreated back.
Then he stood in front of the guest room door and knocked.
The door said: "Come in."
Huo Qijing entered the door, bowed and saluted: "Common people, please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
The prince whose pseudonym was Yandong laughed and said, "I can't hide it from you. No way!"
Huo Qijing stood up and Yan Dong said gently: "Are you the eldest grandson of the Northwest King?"
"Yes," Huo Qijing said, "Huo Qijing, a grassroots man."
Yan Dong didn't say anything for a while, and then he said: "Have I heard that your people have been supporting the families of the soldiers who died in the Northwest Pass?"
Huo Qijing was startled for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Yan Dong nodded slowly.
As the saying goes, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs." Although the battle was a disastrous defeat, there were various reasons for it, and the general was not unforgivable. Huo Yi's apology in blood was not so much an apology as a plea for death. He clearly didn't want to
Alive.
Since then, there has been no news about the Huo Qijing brothers. His father has lamented several times that there is no more Huo family in the world. It was not until he traveled among the people that he discovered that Huo Qijing had been supporting the families of the dead soldiers for nearly three years.
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People cannot be resurrected, and regrets are useless. However, Huo Qijing helped these people in obscurity and worked hard to make up for it. From this point alone, he was much better than Huo Yi.
Yan Dong sighed: "Yes, with good intentions."
Huo Qijing said: "I don't dare."
Yan Dong paused: "What are your plans in the future?"
Huo Qijing said calmly: "I want to join the army." He glanced at Yan Dong.
Yan Dong had no intention of objecting: "Why did you suddenly have this idea again?"
The Huo Qi clan said: "The grass people have always wanted to join the army, but before my brother was ill, I didn't feel comfortable leaving him to others, so I delayed it for some time. Now my brother is gradually recovering and getting along well with A Yue.
Only then can I leave with peace of mind.”
Yan Dong raised his eyebrows slightly: "You want to go back to Northwest Pass?"
"No," Huo Qijing said, "I want to go to Anlan Pass."
"Oh? Why?"
Huo Qijing said in a deep voice: "A hundred years ago, Anlanguan Pass was based on the sea, but now it has retreated hundreds of miles... I only hope that in my lifetime, I can drive Hayabusa out of my land of Dayan!"
"Good!" Yan Dong nodded and praised: "As expected of a descendant of the Huo family."
"Don't dare."
Yan Dong did not have an in-depth conversation with him and said: "There is no need to make any announcement when I come here, and there is no need to be polite when we meet in the future. Everything can be done as usual."
Huo Qijing nodded: "Yes, ordinary people understand."
He picked up the tea bowl and signaled to see the guests off, but Huo Qijing hesitated, and Yan Dong said, "What else do you want to say?"
Huo Qijing was not a man of silver tongue, so he hesitated before saying: "Your Highness is here, is there any need for civilians?"
Yan Dong smiled slightly: "Are you worried about that little lady?"
Huo Qijing lowered his eyes, and Yan Dong solemnly warned: "Don't make the same mistakes as your father."
"Your Highness," Huo Qijing said calmly: "My father's defeat was due to the mismatch of virtue. The fault was not 'sentiment', but the fault was 'small wisdom but big plans, small strength but heavy responsibilities'. My mother was surprised
After his death, he lost his composure and acted recklessly. The root cause of his mistake is still just four words: 'morality is not matched'!"
"That's true," Yan Dong was not angry and remained silent for a long time: "'If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster.' The words of the sage do not deceive me."
Then he smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm just traveling around the world under the Holy Order to observe the people's sentiments. Wherever I like it, I will stay for a few more days. I won't hurt your little lady."
Huo Qijing's ears were slightly red, he thanked him solemnly and stepped back.
In the morning, Sheng Qi and Yan Dong came to the stone house for breakfast and met Tang Shirong for the first time. They heard that his master was Xu Siyuan. The two of them didn't express anything special, and they didn't have the enthusiasm that scholars would have when hearing this name.
Tang Shiyue had to practice whipping and calligraphy in the morning. After breakfast, he went directly to the martial arts studio. He originally wanted to ask Xia Yuhui to greet them, but they said no, Tang Shiyue was not polite and left them to their own devices.
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Then when he came back, Yan Dong was actually chatting with Mrs. Ye, and they seemed to be having a pretty good conversation.
When he saw her, he stood up and said with a smile, "Miss Tang."
Tang Shiyue nodded and walked directly into the house. Yan Dong followed him with a smile and stood in front of the door with his hands behind his hands: "I happen to have something to trouble my little lady."
While pouring tea, she asked: "What's going on?"
Yan Dong walked in and said with a smile: "The sweater, woolen trousers and woolen robe you mentioned yesterday..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Shiyue shook his head: "I won't do it."
Yan Dong was stunned: "Why? The price is easy to talk about."
"It's not a matter of price," Tang Shiyue said: "It's mainly because it goes against my plan, because now that I have just started making Yuefang, there are not many people, and the output cannot increase, so my plan is to only make accessories.
I don’t make clothes. If someone puts on a woolen robe at this time, and others come to Yuefang to buy it, but they can’t buy it, wouldn’t that cause a conflict for nothing? There are so many Buddhas in Chang’an City, and I can’t afford to offend any of them, so I simply don’t do it.
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Yan Dong was a little surprised.
This girl has a really clear mind.
Yan Dong thought for a while and said: "Don't worry, I will never have such trouble after ordering it."
Tang Shiyue paused with her hands, then she turned back to look at him and asked cautiously: "You don't...want to give it to the emperor, do you?" (To be continued)