Why has no one ever said that Shiliting is at the highest point of the mountain! ! !
Jian Meng really can't understand, just wishing a spring, is it necessary to climb so high?
It's not only on the top of the mountain in spring... is it?
She was panting and sweating, and she had landed on the tail of the team, Pei Taifu led the heroic teenagers to the front.
Xie Ting stood and waited for her, wearing a thin spring shirt, with brush-painted eyebrows, exquisitely elegant, just like a beautiful and clear boy.
"Brother, you give me a hand." Jian Meng was very jealous of his refreshed look, "I really can't walk."
Xie Ting stood still: "No."
Jian Meng choked in a breath: "Why?"
"I
carry you." Xie Ting squatted in front of her, urging, "You come up soon!" Jian Meng was stunned, lying on his back with his hands around his neck, flattered: "brother, thank you."
Xie Ting behind her back, going up step by step, lightly: "I thank you that is like you go, we have to overnight in the mountains tonight."
words did not sound good, But... it seems right.
Jian Meng obediently said: "...Brother, I'm dragging my legs."
"Don't be so humble." Xie Ting said, "You are obviously dragged to the tail."
Xie Ting carried her and quickly reached the top of the mountain.
Teachers and students gather in the pavilion, cook wine and tea, and recite poems and odes, which is quite elegant.
It's just... when it was Jian Meng's turn to write poems by herself, she was a little silly.
It's not impossible to compose a few sentences by force, but now everyone is looking at her, Xie Ting still has a threatening expression of "you dare to make me ashamed to try", her pressure... is great.
Taifu Pei said: "Junjun is still young, so I don't ask you to make a poem. You can just read a sentence."
Jianmeng's brain was blank, but at this moment a soft wind blew on her face, and she subconsciously stopped. Said: "Today and today's spring breeze is so gentle."
Everyone: "..."
Xie Ting: "Ha ha." After the
embarrassing silence, everyone automatically ignored this paragraph and continued to let the next person recite the poem that they wrote.
Jian Meng sat down and took a sip of tea.
Xie Ting looked at her with a smile, holding his head and turning his face to look at her: "Spring breeze, gentle, do you call this poem?"
Jian Meng coughed: "Modern poetry, um... is the meaning of a new poem."
Xie Ting Glanced at her, took the folding fan, and stood up.
Jian Meng asked: "Brother, where are you going?"
Xie Ting opened the folding fan to cover half of his face: "Don't talk to me, I really don't know you."
After finishing speaking, he lifted his feet and left.
Jian Meng: "..."
Brother, let's stop making trouble, are you okay?
Because there were only Tai Fu and Wei Zhao who knew that he was the emperor, not many people paid attention to his departure.
After sitting for a while, Jian Meng got up and looked for him before Xie Ting came back.
The scenery on the mountain is very good. Jian Meng thought he was looking for a place to enjoy the scenery. What he never expected was that he actually roasted the meat in such a beautiful place...
The prey should be all caught by Wei Yang, and the meat was roasted by two guards.
As for Xie Ting...
he was sitting on the blanketed grass, looking at the clouds and mist in the distance.
"Brother!" Jian Meng was heartbroken, "Others are here chanting poems and making fus, but you are here... barbecue?"
It's... so inelegant!
Xie Ting turned his face: "So... do you eat?"
Jian Meng squatted down beside him, smelling the scent, and swallowed: "Yes!"
Xie Ting said with a low smile, "Snack goods, all are given. Hello." In the
end, Jian Meng couldn't finish the barbecue, so she called the other people in the pavilion to help.
When going down the mountain, everyone was full of smoke and fire, and their minds were filled with barbecues, barbecues, and barbecues...
Taifu Pei: "..."
So, why did the graceful thing of enjoying spring poems become the present? so?
In the afternoon, when I returned to the classroom, Taifu Pei made a concluding remark about everyone's poems, and then specifically exhorted: "When you go out in the future, please don't bring relatives and friends, you know?"
Jian Meng was embarrassed. Lower your head.
She doesn't want to bring it, okay?
Seeing her lowered his head, Yao Hong leaned in and said in a low voice, "Actually, today's barbecue is really delicious."
Can the chef of the Imperial Dining Room cook badly?
Jian Meng also learned later that the guards brought by Xie Ting even pretended to be an imperial cook.
What are you afraid of losing her? In fact, it's just... he wants to eat barbecue, right?
Jian Meng said: "Next time we have the opportunity, we will eat together."
Yao Hong nodded, because the teacher had already started the lecture, he didn't speak any more.
Suddenly, Taifu Pei's gaze paused: "Wei Zhao!"
There was no reaction behind her, Jian Meng couldn't help turning her head to look. Sure enough, Wei Zhao had already fallen asleep on the table.
Taifu Pei's face turned dark.
Jian Meng pushed his arm: "Wei Zhao! Wei Zhao!"
Wei Zhao did not wake up.
Yao Hong couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up a book and knocked it on his head.
Wei Zhao jumped up like a spring and yelled, "Don't go!"
His reaction was so big that Yao Hong was also stunned.
Taifu Pei frowned: "Wei Zhao! Sit down, you are not allowed to sleep in class."
Wei Zhao was stunned, eyes as if he hadn't woken up yet, and sat down again, trance.
After class, Jian Meng was pulled by the collar by the people behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw Wei Zhao's face with confusion.
"What's the matter?"
Wei Zhao said, "I had a terrible nightmare, Junjun, please comfort me."
Yao Hong rolled his eyes directly: "Are you a kid?"
Wei Zhao ignored him. Just frowned.
Jian Meng refrained from laughing and said, "Yes, but what did you dream of?"
Wei Zhao still had cold sweat on his forehead: "I dreamed that my father had shot a lot of arrows, and he waved at me, and then..." He tried to recall, "Then walked into a cloud of white light and couldn't see it."
Speaking of which, Wei Zhao hadn't seen his father for five years.
Jian Meng patted him on the head and said: "You just miss your father too much. The dreams are the opposite. He must be fine."
Wei Zhao: "Really? Somehow, I was very flustered. Is my father giving me dreams?"
Yao Hong, who was reading, couldn't listen anymore, and gave him a contemptuous look: "Have you ever seen a living person entrusting dreams?"
Wei Zhao's face turned paler when he heard that, "I then Dad..."
Jian Meng: "Don't think about it. Although there is a war on the fief, General Wei has always had the upper hand, so don't worry about it."
Wei Zhao looked at her and nodded, but he still looked a little uneasy.
Jian Meng didn't take Wei Zhao's dream seriously, but within a few days, the terrible news of defeat came from the fief. Not only did he lose a city, but even the commander of the army, Wei Zheng, died in battle. battlefield.
On this day, Jian Meng did not go to school because Xie Ting was in a bad state.
The arrogance of the puppet dynasty is soaring, and there are several courageous and strategic vassals as generals. In contrast, although the court has an absolute advantage in the number of troops, there are very few generals who are good at leading troops and fighting bravely. .
Xie Ting discussed a solution with several important ministers in the study, and he didn't even care about food.
In the evening, Xie Ting was still dealing with memorials in the study.
Jane Meng brought in the food.
"Brother, you can eat something first."
"Let it go."
Seeing that he was just working, Jian Meng stepped forward and took away the brush from his hand.
Xie Ting raised her head to look at her, and raised her eyebrows: "Yunjun, don't make trouble."
Jian Meng said, "Brother, if you eat, I'll
pay you back." Xie Ting stared at her with deep eyes, and stretched out his hand for a long time. : "Give me the chopsticks."
Jian Meng handed the chopsticks hurriedly, and said, "Brother, these dishes are your favorite to eat. I specially asked the Yushanfang to make them. You can eat more."
Xie Ting's hand gave a slight meal. , Looked at her, slightly tired eyes with a slight smile, sighed, and murmured: "It's not easy, you also know to take care of your brother."
Jian Meng put her cheek on the table, smiling crookedly Bend his eyes: "
Right , do you feel very moved?" Xie Ting glanced at her: "I was moved by a meal? Is my heart so cheap?"
Jian Meng stretched out both hands: "So... ten Is the meal enough?"
Xie Ting patted her hand: "Don't mess around here, go out, I see you upset."
"Why do you see me upset?" Jian Meng said, "Brother, are you in trouble? Come out, let me help?"
Xie Ting said: "You? What's the use of you?"
Jian Meng: "If you don't tell me, how can you know that I'm useless?"
Xie Ting rubbed his brows and said, "This is how a child is now. Like to be nosy? You ask me a headache, go out to sleep."
"Brother, you the emperor is really tired." Jian Meng asked him deliberately, "Do you think it's better not to be an emperor, then you won't If someone wants to fight you, you won't have so many annoying things to deal with, and you can't even take care of eating."
"What stupid thing to say, do you think you can just leave this position if you want it or not? Xie Ting looked a little tired, he lowered his eyes to look at her, rubbed her head, his tone was rare and gentle, "Hey, go to sleep, I will play with you another day."
Jian Meng: "... Oh, brother, you should rest early too."
She didn't want to play with him at all, okay?
After walking a few steps, Xie Ting stopped again: "Wait!"
Jian Meng was surprised: "Brother, do you want me to help?"
Xie Ting: "It might rain tonight, don't kick the quilt."
Jian Meng: "...I know."
She walked to the door, and when she looked back, Xie Ting had already eaten the meal in a few bites . She was looking at the memorial with her eyebrows, and the palace lantern illuminated his shadow very long and long. .
She sighed secretly, this emperor was really hard.