Lin Chong was still thinking about how to let Miss Rong teach Mu Mu. He didn't notice that he was walking further and further away, and there seemed to be a dark shadow flashing past the treetops.
Before Lin Chong had time to react, something came through the air with the cold wind. His mind went blank and he had no time to think about anything. He only felt that he was probably going to die.
The sound of iron tools clashing was particularly harsh in the silent night. Lin Chong thought his eyes were dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously.
In front of him were two figures fighting together. One was unfamiliar to him, and the other was the person he thought about day and night. He just stood there in shock.
The target of the man in the night was obviously not him. The hidden weapon was just pointing in his direction, and the other party had no intention of fighting. If he didn't succeed in attacking, he would soon attract a large number of people, so he immediately turned around and left.
Yuan Qingfang did not catch up anymore, she stopped, stood under the tree, and looked at Lin Chong quietly.
Lin Chong almost thought that he was about to forget Yuan Qingfang. He was really busy with everything every day and had too many things to worry about. He always thought that he had no place in his heart to think about the personal relationship between his children. Until today, until
Now, the person he thought about day and night was standing opposite, but he didn't know what to do.
The cool breeze of the summer night blew the other person's hair and skirt. Lin Chong almost thought that he had returned to the high school campus. The girl from the next class he had a crush on was standing on the long path in front of the classroom door, and the sound echoed under the camphor tree.
Playing melodious violin music.
Yuan Qingfang slowly walked to him: "Why don't you hide?"
"Maybe I forgot." Lin Chong hugged Yuan Qingfang tightly and smelled the cold fragrance on her body carefully. This was probably her uniqueness, and no one could replace her.
The worries and anxiety in Lin Chong's heart miraculously disappeared after smelling this fragrance. He felt clear and at ease. This is probably the so-called power of love...
Yuan Qingfang thrust a small and exquisite dagger into his hand: "Remember to protect yourself next time."
After saying this, I could faintly hear footsteps behind me, and there were many people coming in this direction.
Lin Chong: Waste, they are all waste... Come sooner or later! What are you doing here at this time! You clearly feel reluctant to let the other person stay, but what you say is: "I know you still have very important things to do.
Go quickly, I will definitely give you an explanation for the Yuan family's affairs!"
Yuan Qingfang's expression remained as usual, she only said softly: "Take care of yourself" and left without hesitation.
Lin Chong felt very disappointed. He could be smart and wise in front of his ministers, kind and considerate in front of his children, and righteous in front of the people he liked, but he couldn't deceive himself. Deep down, he was still a human being.
Older children under the age of eighteen will also be afraid when encountering things and will instinctively want to escape.
He had to look strong because there was no one else around him.
That night, Lin Chong had a dream. He dreamed that he and his parents were waiting for the plane to take off at the airport, and pedestrians passed by them in twos and threes. Everyone was very busy.
Suddenly the screen began to shake violently. Then the crowd began to panic. He heard people around him screaming, but couldn't hear what they were shouting.
Then the dream was filled with darkness and countless people whispering. He was very scared, where are his parents? Where are you? He ran stumblingly all the way, but it seemed like he was running in a dark tunnel with no end in sight. There was no end in sight.
A pair of warm hands held him. He was very tired from running and could no longer run. So he fell down with the warm power and kept falling.
But suddenly he saw two bloody faces, looking at him sadly. He was scared but couldn't move, so he woke up, put on a piece of clothing and sat on the couch in a daze.
Lin Chong couldn't remember how long it had been since he had such a dream. Maybe it was because he was suddenly faced with the threat of death at close range today, and his mind automatically recalled those past events.
He couldn't sleep either, so he took out the dagger given to him by Yuan Qingfang and looked at it carefully.
This dagger looks like it has been around for some time, but it has been well maintained. The pattern may no longer be discernible, but the word "Yuan" engraved on it is still clearly visible. What is she trying to remind herself of? Just
I just want to mark my belongings, or I want to remember the Yuan family's injustice, so I always carry this dagger with me.
He put the dagger against his heart, trying desperately to draw strength, but all he felt was soreness. Just have a good sleep, it's no big deal. The sun will still rise from the east tomorrow, and King Hui hasn't left Beijing yet.
The Wen family and the Wei family haven't come to a conclusion yet. They still need to take time to go to Beida Camp to see how the refugees are being trained.
The Peking University Battalion is currently responsible for protecting the security of the capital city and cannot be careless at all. As for those who join the army, they still have to find opportunities to have a good meeting with each other. There are so many things to do, so there is no time to worry about the spring and autumn.
After carefully placing the dagger, Lin Chong lay down on the bed. He couldn't sleep, so he had to close his eyes and doze off. When it was almost dawn, he really fell asleep. It was not the first time in the Ming Dynasty that the emperor simply fell asleep and could not go to court.
The ministers didn’t pursue the matter too much, they just went over the usual quarreling topics and continued to quarrel several times before settling down.
Lin Chong slept until three o'clock in the morning. As soon as he woke up from stretching, a palace maid and eunuch came over with water at a suitable temperature to help him wash up, dress him and tie his hair. They served him all kinds of food he liked.
A professional person can test the poison in advance and then he can enjoy it.
I have to say, this kind of useless life of having clothes to eat and mouth to eat, eating and waiting to die, is simply not very pleasant. No wonder so many emperors don’t want to go to court in the morning or review memorials, how tiring it is.
Who doesn't like these days of eating snacks, strolling around the garden, listening to ditties, and having three thousand beauties in the harem waiting for your favor? This is how an emperor should be treated.
At first, Lin Chong didn't know how to criticize memorials at all. He just wanted to learn how to draw bastards like those emperors who were just waiting to die. Wang Cheng'en spent a lot of time teaching him how to criticize memorials. His proficiency once made Lin Chong suspect that he was a bastard.
He doesn't do this often. He has always been a good boy who says what he thinks on his mind, so he asked with a wicked smile: "Eunuch Wang, I think you are quite skilled at doing this. Have you often done it before?"
I share your worries."
Wang Chengen couldn't figure out what he wanted to say: "It's just that I have been with His Majesty for a long time, so I have been influenced by it."
Lin Chong waved his hand: "Don't be nervous. I don't mean to blame you. What I mean is that if you have often shared the emperor's worries before, then you can continue to do it for me. I don't mind at all."