MTL - Let Me Pursue You-Chapter 120 Extra Story · Present Life · Great Reunion (2)

Lu Yuanshu saw who was coming, let out a low "Yeah", loosened his fingers in surprise, and let go of the red silk with the wind, just in the direction of Zheng Hong.

Zheng Hong raised his hand, took it lightly and skillfully, and twirled it in the palm of his hand. Then he saw her hurriedly turn her back, and called him: "Your Majesty."

Seeing that she was small in stature, but she had a decent posture, he sighed quite maturely: "If you really don't recognize me, you agreed not to call me this."

He didn't call himself "Zhen", so what is her name, Your Majesty?

After saying that, he lowered his head to search for the items in his sleeves, as if he wanted to bring her something.

Lu Yuanshu carefully looked around, lowered his voice, and called him again: "Your Majesty."

Zheng Hong stopped in the middle of drawing, looked up at her, saw her cherry-like mouth slightly opened, silently made a mouth shape: Brother Your Majesty.

Zheng Hong was overjoyed, and turned to look at the **** Yan Fu at the side: "What are you talking about!"

Yan Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled when he heard this. On the way to Luoyang, the sage said with certainty that when Miss Lu saw him, she would still call him "brother" as before.

Although the little Yuan Shu was concerned about etiquette and the people around her, so she didn't dare to shout out, Yan Fu still gave Zheng Hong a thumbs up, and said, "Everyone has a far-sighted vision and insight."

After he finished speaking, seeing the triumphant expression on the little emperor's face, he recalled the previous few years in a trance.

Back then, the little sage encountered a catastrophe, was rescued by King De, narrowly escaped death and returned to Beijing, and ascended the throne in a hurry. For a long time, there was no smile on his face.

A six-year-old child, sitting on a dragon chair with his feet still unable to reach the ground, is doing things that adults may not be able to do with a solemn expression.

The sage grew up too fast. With the assistance of Lu Zhongshu and the former courtiers under King De, he quickly wiped out the remnant party of King Ping, rehabilitated the Yuan family, and made the crimes of Emperor Zhaoxian all over the world, and everything was in order.

All the way up and down, no one thinks this is wrong. Because no one treats him like a child.

He is their saint, no matter how narrow his shoulders are, he has to carry the country of the Great Zhou.

But Lu Zhongshu couldn't bear it sometimes. Those things that were too dark, too **** and brutal, he was settling for this child.

However, one time not long after, an important criminal was interrogated in the prison. After hearing about it, the sage said that he would keep an eye on him.

He saw the torture with the bamboo book wrapped around him from the beginning to the end, from the initial paleness to the slow recovery of blood, when he walked out of the cell, he didn't have a trace of fear, and his steps were calm and powerful, as if pressing a thousand weights.

But Yan Fu knew that the sage had a nightmare when the lightning flashed and thundered that night, and he jumped off the bed barefoot, crying and running around, sobbing, but he didn't know who to call.

For the sage, his father is a sinner through the ages, his biological mother has long since passed away, and his stepmother, Empress Liang, has no face to pose as a mother in front of him, the emperor, after Princess Shaohe chose to sacrifice her younger brother to take risks in order to save her. .

From then on, this child couldn't even find a place to hide when he cried.

In such stumbling, he was pushed forward desperately by the mighty torrent, forcing himself to grow into an adult as soon as possible. In the first two years, I was too busy to laugh at all.

Even Yan Fu thought that the sage was forced to grow up rapidly, and maybe it would be like this forever. He was taciturn at a young age, and the furrows in his brows were deeper than the dimples of laughter.

But then, Lu Yuanshu appeared.

That day, the little girl who was as white as jade and snow was led by Lu Zhongshu, and walked swayingly and swayingly.

The saint's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his lips could not stop rising.

Yan Fu felt that the sage who was less than ten years old could have a special affection for a two or three-year-old girl, so he curiously asked him what he was laughing at.

Then he heard the sage say that when the baby girl was just full moon, he had hugged her once, but after that, the big week was very windy and stormy.

Yan Fu understood that this female doll was the last vivid, beautiful and stable memory of the sage before he was displaced.

When the sage saw her, it was like seeing the big Zhou that was once wrapped in bright clothes by adults, and the decayed and festered inside had never been exposed.

Yan Fu thought, this female doll must be a bit special to a saint.

In later years, when the sage was free, he sneaked out of the palace every now and then, went to Yongxingfang to see this girl, and brought her a lot of presents every time. In order to avoid Lu Zhongshu's anger, when visiting, he must prepare a few memorials in advance, which is euphemistically called: Ask the teacher a few questions.

Yan Fu didn't feel that the sage was not doing his job properly. On the contrary, I think that such a saint has a bit of a worldly atmosphere, like a real child.

Maybe Lu Zhongshu thought the same way, so he didn't stop this matter. Of course, maybe it's because of the difference between the monarch and his ministers, so he couldn't forcefully stop it.

On the other hand, Yuan Shu's elder brother, Yuan Zhen, doesn't like the sage robbing his sister's attention very much, as a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and makes stumbling blocks for the sage overtly and secretly.

Of course the sage was not really angry, but just a little dissatisfied, so he coaxed little Yuan Shu with a gift, saying, "Don't call me Your Majesty from now on, call me Brother too."

Yuan Shu was coaxed to be happy by the gift, leaving her brother behind and calling him sweetly.

Then one day, the Lord of Lancang County heard this, and he was shocked and said: "Our family is going to have a princess, isn't it?"

The sage said, "Master, does Yuan Shu want to be one? If so, I'll give her one."

The county magistrate refused him, told him to study hard, and turned around to warn Yuan Shu: "You can't call your majesty 'brother', if you really want to, you have to call him 'brother majesty'."

Yan Fu thought at the time that the county lord is really a wonderful person, no wonder he gave birth to such a lovely girl. It's just that the Lu family has a sense of propriety after all, and they never take advantage of favors, so they refuse to take advantage of the saints, and they don't make Yuan Shu the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At that time, he felt a little sorry for little Yuanshu, but as the years passed, and now that the saint was fourteen years old, he suddenly felt that it was a good thing that this princess was not named at the beginning.

A sage matures early, even though he is only this age, his mind is more mature than that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. It's just that Yuan Shu is still a flower bone now, so he didn't understand it for a while, and he just treated her like a younger sister.

But according to Yan Fu's thief's eyes, this must not be such a simple matter. In other words, sooner or later it's not that simple.

When Shengren and Yuan Shu grow up a few years later, it is still unclear whether the relationship between the two is pure brother and sister.

If Yuan Shu had been named a princess at the beginning, and she had become like a saint's younger sister, when the saint figured it out one day, she wouldn't be so angry with her decision that she would vomit to death.

Yan Fu lost his mind for a while, and saw Zheng Hong took out a cloth tiger from his sleeve, stepped forward and handed it to Yuan Shu, saying, "It's for you to play with."

Lu Yuanshu reached out to take it, fiddled with it a few times, and looked up at him with effort: "Your Majesty is here to attend the Hundred Days Banquet, right? What about my brother's gift?"

Hey, the little girl has grown up, she has become a big sister, and she knows that she will be a blessing to her little brother.

Zheng Hong twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "His gift is in the carriage behind, and it is indispensable. Don't worry, Yuan Shu's younger brother is my younger brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold snort, and turned his head to see Yuan Zhen popping up.

Boys at this age haven't started to grow tall yet, and Yuan Zhen is not much taller than Yuan Shu. He looks like a dwarf in front of Zheng Hong, but he still wants to stand in front of his sister. The little adult said, "It's windy outside, hurry up, Your Majesty!" Some inside please."

A calm sentence, neither offending others, but also cutting off the solitude between the younger sister and the imaginary enemy.

Zheng Hong feels that Yuan Zhen has made a lot of progress compared to when he only stuck brown candies on the soles of his shoes. But if you compete with him, you are still far behind.

He raised his eyebrows, and said with his hands behind his back: "The teacher didn't invite me, it's really impolite for me to come uninvited, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go in like this."

Yuan Zhen was only eight years old, and most of his emotions and anger were still written on his face. When he heard it, he revealed a look of secret joy. He was about to say some polite words to see off the guests, but he smiled the next moment and said, "But since Yuan Zhen said so, No, I won't go in, I really failed your good intentions."

"..." Lu Yuanzhen's face turned a little green.

Yan Fu felt that the saint was too bad, so he bullied an eight-year-old boy like this, and hurriedly smoothed things over, saying to Zheng Hong: "Then everyone, let's go inside?"

Zheng Hong nodded, and said to him casually: "It's okay, I just happened to encounter a difficult problem recently, and I want to ask the teacher for advice." After speaking, he gave him a wink.

Yan Fu winked, and quickly cooperated and asked: "Everyone, what's the matter?"

Zheng Hong was satisfied from the bottom of his heart, and said lightly on his mouth: "I want to move the capital to Luoyang."

Ouch, moving the capital is such a big deal, it sounds like an ordinary person moving house, Yan Fu was so frightened that his legs gave way, and he almost lost his footing, and when he looked back at Lu Yuanzhen, the boy's face was so dark that ink could be rubbed out.

Several half-aged children entered the mansion one after another. Yuan Zhen was so angry that he had nothing to say all the way, only by holding Yuan Shu's hand hard, could he find the sense of existence as the real brother.

Yuan Shu had nothing on her mind, curled up in her brother's palm with one hand, and played with her Majesty's brother's cloth tiger with the other. When she reached the hall, she first called her father and mother, then Dou Azhang and Lu Shuangyu "uncle and aunt", and then asked her grandparents , and when will uncle and aunt arrive.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden loud crackling sound outside the gate of the mansion, like a hot pepper firecracker exploding, shaking the sky and earth, and the sound suppressed the clouds.

She was taken aback and gave a short "ah".

Zheng Hong reacted very quickly, and covered her ears earlier than Yuan Zhen on the other side. After the firecrackers outside were over, he put down his hands, lowered his head and comforted: "Yuan Shu is not afraid, I will go out and see what happened."

terrific.

Yuan Shu was frightened, and the saint ran out to see what happened. Can the people in the room still be idle?

Of course not.

Lu Shiqing and Yuan Cixian looked at each other, Dou Azhang and Lu Shuangyu looked at each other, Yuan Zhen and Yuan Shu looked at each other, Yan Fu couldn't look at each other, his left eye met his right eye, and then a group of people followed closely behind, Follow Zheng Hong out.

Unexpectedly, before he got there, he heard a male voice as if he was jumping in a hurry: "Surnamed Jia, tell me, which **** told you that the Han people will have spicy firecrackers for the Hundred Days Banquet?"