After the assassination was revealed, the people sent by Xie Ting did not catch the envoy.
Because the emperor's grandson Xie Chen had already escaped to the fief first, and merged the fiefs of several great vassals at lightning speed, established a pseudo-dynasty, and became the emperor.
Obviously, Xie Chen had planned for a long time for treason, and he also slogans "Crack against tyrants and return to orthodoxy."
General Wei Zheng was ordered by the emperor to set out, and led his troops to the fief to destroy the rebels.
The city is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the vassal princes are stunned. They are strong and have sufficient food and grass. Therefore, Wei Zheng cannot win the victory in a short period of time.
The war was fought intermittently for five years, and it was still not over. Wei Zheng only recovered part of the land.
This year, Jane Meng finally grew up to twelve years old.
Early spring.
After handling government affairs, Xie Ting walked to Jian Meng's yard after leaving the study.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the girl sitting upright at the table, looking down her head seriously doing homework, but frowned, as if she had encountered some problem.
Xie Ting asked: "Which question won't?"
Hearing the voice, Jian Meng raised her head to look at him, frowned, and sighed: "It's not a question. Tai Fu asked us to go home and draw a portrait of our father."
Xie Ting looked at him. She looked upset and raised her eyebrows slightly: "You don't have a father."
Jian Meng said, "Yes, that's why I drew my brother you."
Xie Ting glanced at her: "Do you still feel wronged for painting me like this? Are you?"
Jian Meng coughed: "No, I'm afraid my brother feels wronged."
Hearing her, Xie Ting was mentally prepared and treated her on the first day of sending her to school. Her expectations have long been worn down by her later performances, so no matter how poorly she painted, he should be able to calm down... right?
However, Xie Ting was still blinded by the ugly when he saw the unknown object composed of several slanted black lines in the painting: "You said...who is this?"
Jian Meng hurriedly brought him a cup of tea. Shocked: "It's not you, it's not you, it's really not you."
"..." Xie Ting took a sip of tea, and said in a faint voice, "Yun Yun."
Jian Meng smiled and stepped forward: "Brother, what can I do?"
Xie Ting's expression was hard to say: "This painting didn't offend you, right? You should let it go. Talents can barely come."
Is it so... bad?
Jian Meng: "I think I can save it again." She blinked, "Brother, what do you think?"
Xie Ting: "Believe me, you are not saved."
Jian Meng felt cold in her heart: "... ...Brother, this is homework."
Xie Ting took the pen in her hand and
said, "I will do it for you." After that, he ordered people to bring tools over, and began to paint in a decent way.
The painting is still himself.
Jian Meng was beside him and he stopped talking: "Brother, Taifu said he wants to paint his father."
Xie Ting didn't look up: "The eldest brother is like a father."
Okay, I can barely make it.
Jian Meng had to look around in silence, watching, something was wrong, the people in the painting were... too beautiful, right?
"Brother!" Jian Meng couldn't help but said, "You can't do this."
Xie Ting is painting meticulous and gorgeous costumes for the figures: "Huh?"
Jian Meng: "You painted so well, how can you be so beautiful?"
Xie Ting's pen paused slightly, and squinted at her: "You speak well, don't I look good?"
"It's not a question of whether you look good or not." Jian Meng was a little embarrassed, "but I can't draw such a beautiful person."
Xie Ting sneered, "So what?"
Jian Meng: "Question When it
gets too big, others can tell at a glance that I did not paint it." Xie Ting suddenly raised his head to look at her, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Who dares to say that you did not paint it?"
"I didn't..."
Jian Meng did not speak yet , Suddenly Xie Ting pulled it over, with a pen in his hand, and he held her hand to add color to the clothes of the characters in the pen.
Jian Meng was stunned: "So... even if I drew it?"
Xie Ting looked at her a little dull, rubbed her head, and said in a low voice: "I drew with you two."
Jian Meng: "... ...Oh." It
seems that the new skills of Xueba counterattack Cheng Xueba have been obtained.
After handing in the homework, the masterpiece completed by Jian Meng and the emperor won the first place and was hung on the wall to be admired by the whole class.
Among the many kindly old fathers' portraits, Xie Ting stood out from the crowd, and immediately became the youngest, best-looking and most temperament... brother.
At dinner in the evening, Jian Meng happily said: "Brother, your painting won the first place."
Xie Ting's eyebrows stretched, obviously in a happy mood, but still calmly said: "Congratulations, first place."
Just added. A colorful Jane: "...Brother, don't say that, I'm so ashamed."
"What's so ashamed of." Xie Ting disagrees, "It's also a skill to have a big brother who can help me."
Jane: "...Yes, yes." Is
he complimenting himself or her?
Xie Ting said, "Reward you for a good meal."
Jian Meng waited eagerly with a small bowl, and saw that he had carefully picked out all the meat from the bamboo shoots and put it into an empty bowl.
Then, the plate...bamboo shoots were placed in front of her.
"Let's eat."
Is this a good meal?
Jian Meng was quite resisted: "...Brother, I eat this, what about... meat?"
Xie Ting put the bowl of meat in front of him, and wrote lightly, "I eat."
"..."
Jian Meng is no longer there. Know what expression to make.
Xie Ting looked at her with misty eyes, and tapped her bowl with chopsticks: "Hurry up, you are already short. Eat more to grow taller."
She has grown taller. A lot, okay?
Jian Meng puffed up his face: "I want to
eat meat." "What do you want to eat." Xie Ting leaned over, squeezed her chin, looked left and right, and finally gave a "tsk" and said, "You The chins are all round, okay, Yunyun, don't you know?"
Jian Meng Muran: "Brother, is it called baby fat? When you grow up, it will disappear."
Xie Ting glanced at her: "Twelve-year-old Baby? I've seen it long, do you need a hug?"
Jian Meng's face is already dark: "It's not what you understand at all!"
"Don't be sophistry." Xie Ting patted her on the shoulder, "Yun Yun Yun, really, girls can't just eat meat, I'm raising you, so I have to be responsible to you. You eat more vegetables and greens, you know?"
Jian Meng took a deep breath: "But, I didn't eat a piece of meat. You are all eating!"
Xie Ting gave her a musing look: "Open your mouth."
Jian Meng: "For..."
As soon as she said a word, he was fed a piece of meat in her mouth, only to see his thin lips lifted up: "Now, you have eaten, stop making trouble."
Jian Meng: "..."
My heart is tired!
She silently bowed her head and grilled rice.
Xie Ting suddenly said: "The day after tomorrow, is Pei Qian going to take you to the field?"
He really never understands the art of speaking!
Jian Meng was slightly speechless: "What is ye? People Taifu Pei took us to the outskirts of Shili Pavilion, and everyone made a five-character poem about Wing Chun by the way."
Xie Ting said, "I will go too."
Jian Meng was surprised: "Brother, What are you going to do? You, an emperor, ran out of the palace and were not afraid of danger. You didn't know that there was still a war outside."
Xie Ting looked at her with a stern look, and couldn't help but scrape her off. Nose: "The child talks a lot. Where is the reason for the younger sister to control the older brother?"
Jian Meng avoided: "You are so annoying!"
Xie Ting raised his eyebrows: "You are really getting bolder and bolder. "
Jane Meng could not help laughing, touched his nose:" it seems a little. " "
what is it? "Xie Ting glance at her," your temper bigger than I do. "
Jane Meng does not recognize:" My brother is a majestic emperor, where would I dare to lose my temper to you."
Xie Ting: "If I dare not, I just said that I want to go with you, why did you move out a lot of words?"
Jian Meng: "That's not it." Are you telling the truth, it's so dangerous outside, brother, what are you going out for?"
Xie Ting stared at her with deep eyes, and said: "You also said the danger, don't I have to protect you?"
Jian Meng was taken aback: " However, there will be no danger with Brother Wei and the others."
"Why not?" Xie Ting said, "You are so small, you are not smart, and you can't recognize the way. What if you get lost?"
Jian Meng said silently, "Brother, don't scold me."
Xie Ting "I'm scolding you? Isn't what I said is also the truth?"
This person... is definitely holding grudges!
Jian Meng put down his chopsticks: "...Okay, brother, where do you like to go, I won't say a word, okay?"
"I didn't dare to lose my temper at me." Xie Ting looked at her. You faintly said, "You have thrown chopsticks here."
Jian Meng: "..."
This day will not be able to pass, can I change to a gentle and amiable brother?