Dumb house with red locks and mandarin ducks flying

Chapter 8

The pattering rain fell unexpectedly, and the man wiped the water off his face with his hand, saying to the young man who was by his side, "Bi Zhi, it's raining."

The young man at the side smiled slightly and said, "Master, do you want to go back first?"

"No," Fusu laughed when he saw him like this, "it's rare to come out once, saying that I want to see the folk culture and customs, a little rain, in the eyes of elegant literati, it's more like a beautiful bar to add to the fun."

The young man opened his umbrella respectfully, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said, "Young master is right. I heard that there is a famous wine shop in the market. Why don't you go to watch one or two, and you can also use wine to drive away the cold."

Fusu was also happy to have a drink with him, so he walked around many streets and alleys together with the two of them, and walked to a wine shop.

When the two chatted happily over the wine, Fusu's finger holding the wine glass loosened slightly, and his brows were already frowned.The young man followed his gaze, but saw a round and lovely young man in luxurious robes standing there with a man dressed as a guard by the door of the wine shop. Both of them were afraid that they were drenched in the rain. There are many drops of water on the hair, but a pretty little face is full of impatience, which seems a little strange.

Hu Hai was angry with Sun Shuo, complaining that he didn't bring an umbrella, and he naturally didn't want to do the stupid act of trying to wrap himself in clothes, so he got wet.

Sun Shuo was even more embarrassed than Hu Hai. He was worried that Hu Hai would get sick in the rain, and he would be scolded at the same time. He didn't know whether it was cold sweat or raindrops on his forehead.

When he was about to bend down to tidy up Hu Hai's clothes, a soft and gentle voice appeared in front of him: "You two, my young master would like to invite you to come and talk."

Sun Shuo raised his head in surprise. The young Shangqing was looking at the two of them with displeasure. After he said that, he said in a softer voice: "Young master, where is the eldest son?" .”

Originally, Hu Hai was a little unhappy because of the way this man spoke to him, but after hearing this, he became a little apprehensive, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the emperor... Brother? Am I being rude?"

Seeing him like this, the young man couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said, "Since it's my elder brother, there's no way I'm going to be rude, young master, hurry over."

Hu Hai was led by him to Fusu's side, and Fusu chose a relatively remote corner to sit. When he saw him coming, he frowned and reprimanded Sun Shuohao, and then said: "Haier, you are secretly ran out?"

Hu Hai saw that he was dressed in a commoner's attire, but he did not lose the royal nobility in his gestures, his eyes were not reproachful, but the gentleness of the past, so he lowered his head and dared not speak.

After a long time, he heard a chuckle, and Fusu said helplessly, "What are you doing with your head down? I'm just asking you a word."

Hu Hai has always been very cautious in front of Fusu, he is the most favored youngest son in front of the emperor, but for this emperor brother, he has always had a feeling of comparison and awe, so Nuonuo said: "Yes."

Seeing his aggrieved face, Fusu couldn't help but soften his heart when he looked at him with big black eyes bewildered.

Unexpectedly by Hu Hai, Fu Su did not reprimand him, but helped him wipe off the water drops on his forehead with his hand, and said lightly, "What is Hai'er doing out here?"

"Uh... come out to play." In fact, Hu Hai heard that Fusu was going to come out to inspect the people's situation recently, and then he became cautious, and asked Sun Shuo to pay attention to Fusu's whereabouts every day. Today, Fusu and Gan Luo came out. In the imperial palace, Hu Hai almost chased after him.Unexpectedly, the road that Fusu and Ganluo walked made many turns and turns, and he lost it after a while.

Fu Su squeezed his little cold hand, told Sun Shuo to pour a glass of thin wine to warm him up, and then said: "What happened today is too reckless, what if something happened outside the palace?"

Hu Hai said cautiously: "Then can I go with my brother?"

On weekdays, I heard him call him brother emperor a lot, but now he was so coquettish and ingratiating that "brother" made Fu Su shake his head. He always liked this innocent little brother very much, but the royal family's affection was not as usual. Family, after all, is indifferent.He smiled slightly, "Maybe not."

Hu Hai's face suddenly became very depressed. He lowered his head and kneaded the clothes on his body unconsciously with his fingers, as if he was infinitely lost.Fusu had already poured a glass of wine, and drank it on his own.

The attendant reminded him: "Young master, the young master only brought an umbrella. I'm afraid you will get sick if you get wet in too much rain. What the young master means is that you should go back first."

In the past, Hu Hai didn't like the waiter next to Brother Huang, because he could talk to Brother Huang from a position that he could never be able to, even if he was listening, he still couldn't understand.The reminder from the other party made him slightly change his view of this person.

"Is there only one umbrella?" He was still a little unhappy, as if thinking of something, he raised his head happily and asked, "Brother, then I don't want an umbrella, can you let me walk with you?"

Fusu didn't expect him to be so stubborn. After pondering for a moment, he said: "It's not impossible to understand the people's sentiments in the wine shop. Bizhi, what do you think?"

The young man bowed his head respectfully and said, "Winehouses have always been places of entertainment for common people, my lord is wise."

Hu Hai was a little displeased with the emperor's attitude of always asking him about everything, but he didn't say anything, and just sat beside Fusu with a sullen face.Fusu looked at him sideways and asked, "What's wrong with Hai'er?"

Hu Hai shook his head, pointed to his own cup, and said to Sun Shuo who was beside him as if losing his temper: "What kind of wine! It's so bad!"

He trained people with royal majesty, but at the moment he described it as a bit embarrassed, in Fusu's eyes he looked more like a child losing his temper, so he signaled Sun Shuo to back down, saying: "The things outside are not as exquisite as those inside the palace. Haier must not take his anger out on him."

Hu Hai obediently stopped talking when he heard the words, but couldn't sit still for a while, and pulled Fusu's sleeve beside him.Fusu looked down at him, but saw him take out a pastry wrapped in a delicate clay box from his sleeve, and said with a sly smile, "Brother, are you hungry? These are the pastries I brought out."

Fu Su was speechless. Seeing his elated look, and his round and fair face full of flattery, he finally couldn't bear to spoil his interest, so he took a piece and ate it. Then he ordered Sun Shuo, "Send the little one first." Young master, go back, he caught a cold today, he will not recover if he is sick."

After finishing speaking, I found that Hu Hai was holding on to his sleeve reluctantly, and couldn't help laughing: "Children's heart."

The rain outside has stopped, but the sky is still gray, and I'm afraid it will rain again halfway.Fu Su thought for a while, then asked Gan Luo to give the umbrella to the two of them.That umbrella is extremely beautiful, it is dyed with different shades of plants, the green bamboo on it is extremely lifelike, and the tentacles of the umbrella are warm and moist, obviously it is top grade.Green can only be used by officials of the third grade or above, and it is not considered to be surpassed.

"Sun Shuo, you send the young master back first." Fusu said again.Seeing that Hu Hai seemed to be very interested in that umbrella, he couldn't help but smiled slightly, "This umbrella is for you, let's go back earlier."

Seeing that Hu Hai was going to turn his head to look nostalgic after walking a few steps, Gan Luo who was on the side said, "Young master seems to be very dependent on you."

Fusu didn't comment, just put the wine glass to his lips, and took a sip.

As soon as I walked out of the restaurant, it started to rain again.Hu Hai couldn't help but look back for the last time. Through the hazy mist and rain, Fusu was sitting in a corner that couldn't be noticed, with an ever gentle and elegant smile on his face.

Hu Hai suddenly sat up from the bed.

Hong Ming was still sleeping, and he didn't know what the little guy was dreaming about.

Hu Hai was a little tired, he rubbed his forehead with his fingers, and suddenly remembered that the green bamboo umbrella was like a nightmare of his life, because its existence reminded him of what he had done all the time.

Then why did he go to such pains to get the umbrella back?Obviously... Let it disappear, and he will never remember that beautiful dream that made him sink into it.

In fact, Hu Hai was just a child back then, and he liked to ask the emperor for many, many treasures, treasures so bright and golden that the sun would pale in color.But he doesn't really like such cold things, he just likes to look at Brother Huang's look of despair every time he gets something.

In fact, Brother Huang has always been the object of his admiration, but he doesn't have himself in his eyes.That's why she used such a childish but effective method to hurt him.

As he grew up, he realized that no matter how much his father doted on him, it was all fake. He just wanted a child to come to the computer room, and his love was not Hu Hai, or someone else.In such a cold court, even if Fusu cares about him even a little bit, it is enough.

No matter how powerful he is, so what about the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he is always the child who yearns for warmth.But no one could lend him his only umbrella, no one would ask "Why is Hai Er coming out" so gently, and no one would personally wipe the rain from his forehead.

That green bamboo umbrella was probably his only nostalgia and warmth, but someone still stole it.It was Gan Luo, the young Shangqing who often accompanied Fusu.Hu Hai knew that he probably thought he was not worthy of owning this umbrella, and Gan Luo hated him, so why didn't he hate himself. For so many days and nights in the past 2000 years, he hated himself all the time.In any case, Fusu's death was always the result of his intentional or unintentional actions.

He remembered the conversation between brother Huang and Gan Luo that he overheard outside the study a long time ago.

"If you ask, you will get it, if you don't give it up, you will lose it. Seeking is beneficial to obtaining, and seeking is in me. Seeking has a way, and obtaining has a destiny. Seeking is not beneficial to obtaining, and seeking is also for those who are outside."

"Good. However, although those who seek but fail are outside, the king also values ​​it, so I am stunned."

At that time, the external things they talked about probably meant status and power.Because at that time Fusu taught Huhai martial arts in private, but obviously Gan Luo didn't agree very much, so there was that conversation.

Hu Hai looked out of the window with heavy eyes.

The sky gradually began to light up. After a night of rain, today is another sunny day.

The author has something to say: Translation of those two ancient texts: Gan Luo said: If you seek, you will get, if you give up, you will lose. This kind of seeking is beneficial to obtaining, because what I seek is in myself.There are definite ways to seek, but whether you can get it depends on the destiny. This kind of seeking is not conducive to getting it, because what you seek is something outside of your body.

Fusu said: Very good.But what you want is something external to you, and you still value it so much that you get annoyed that you don't get it.

In fact, the oil-paper umbrella does not seem to have appeared so early... Don't research it, or you will want to smoke me...

What are Fusu and Huhai? Will the emperor attack the emperor?In fact, the emperor's attack on evildoers is quite touching...

I don't dare to write too much about the stories of these two people, and I can't hate it anymore.But I will give them a happy ending.

I thought about it, and it seems that although there are many fragments with basic love in the original Yashe, most of them are fragmented and not easy to put together, so I will choose relatively less scattered ones to write (such as the book of the dead can definitely be included) , but in this case, it is estimated that it will be over in only [-] words... Everyone is welcome to remind me which chapter the base love exists?

Finally, I wish everyone a happy Children's Day(…)