: 226. Time flies, father and son fight

226. . Time flies, father and son fight
After the wedding of Qin Zheng and Xu Qingze, the city of Li seems to have completely calmed down. In the outside world, Beirui Yelu and Yeluye are fighting against each other, and Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli are inconsistent with each other, and the seemingly consolidated rule of Zhennan Wang under the rule of the Xiling royal family can not affect the northwest. A peaceful world. With the guardianship of hundreds of thousands of Mohist troops, Ding Wang has appointed a group of young talented people such as Xu Qingchen to make great innovations. The entire northwestern people feel that they are extremely calm and happy under the guardianship of the Dingwangfu. If they were worried about the fate after the break with the big Chu, now even if they let them return to the big Chu, I am afraid that most people are not willing. In hundred
In the name of the surname, the king and Ding Wang, who are able to lead them to live a peaceful life, are the people they really support.
Time flies, the years are like a shuttle, and a five-year time passes through the fingers.
Ding Wang Fu Li
A small child dressed in an ink-colored embroidered silk-lined robes walks slowly on the cloister. Although the white tender face is trying to make an awe-inspiring look, it is still cute and people can't help but want to reach out and squeeze him. The child has a pair of black eyes like black pearls, and the face is solemn. As if the look of a small adult, it looks like the exquisiteness of snow sculpture, and the young age has already revealed the amazing elegance and beauty. The people behind him are all looking at the little masters who are sullen and sullen, and they want to discourage them from seeing them. As if feeling the resentment behind me, the child turned back and glanced at the crowd behind him.
People, disdainful scorn: "This world has said that you don't have to follow, how? This world does not work?"
Everyone only feels that the back is cold, and the heart can't help but burst into tears: Xiao Shizi, who is the tone of your speech? Very scary?
"That... Shizi, the prince commanded the son of the world to copy the confession of the king in the history of Chu, ten times, and the lord came back to check, a good-looking novel:" The follower quickly reminded.
The round eyes squinted a little, and the child calmly said: "This world knows, you will retreat, this world will go to the mother to ask for peace." The people looked at each other and did not know what to do. Do not let Xiao Shizi go to Wang Hao to ask for security, it must not work. Xiao Shizi's filial mother can't say a typo. However, if Xiao Shizi is gone, the achievements of the eight lessons that Wang Ye has arranged can be denied by Xiao Shizi. When the time came, the Queen was coming back to them.
"Hey!" Xiao Shizi was awkward, and he knew that his father had arranged so many people around him that he was not well-intentioned. The mother is his, is the old man saying that he can grab it? Disdainful glanced at the entourage, Xiao Shizi went to the place where his mother was, as soon as the sleeves were light.
In the study, Yeli sat behind the book and looked seriously at the fold that had just been presented. Five years have not left too many traces on her body, even compared to five years ago, the experience of those who have just been in the past ten years or more has made her a bit more eye-catching and extravagant. Ye Liu closed the fold in his hand and looked up at Qin Feng, who was standing in front of him. He said: "The change and rectification of the Mojia Army have almost all been completed. How is Qilin?" Qin Feng smiled and said: "Wang Hao, please rest assured, now Kirin There are 2,000 warriors in total. Each one is the elite of our elite carefully selected and carefully cultivated." Ye Liu said with a smile: "The elite is not said, and the northwest is too calm for several years.
Just completed the reorganization, in recent years there have been many new recruits who have never been on the battlefield. I am only afraid that the combat power of the Mohist army will not rise and fall.

Qin Feng smiled and said: "This Wang Hao has been more worried. Although the recruits have never been on the battlefield, the princes and the generals have never been lax in strict training. As for the experience, they have been on the battlefield once or twice. I can adapt to it." Ye Liu nodded and looked up at Qin Feng. Qin Feng followed Ye Lan for several years. He also had a little understanding of the change of Ye Liu. Some curious words: "What is the idea of ​​Wang Hao?" Ye Li squinted at the index finger and nodded. "There are some ideas. However, whether it can be implemented or not remains to be discussed." Qin Feng respectfully said: "The subordinates are willing to hear the details."
Ye Liu’s lips smiled and said:
In order to avoid the soldiers’ long time without the battlefield, it’s not as good as... How about a military exercise?

"Military exercises?" Qin Feng has some novelty, although it sounds very strange, but only from this intention can also hear Wang Wei's meaning. In fact, the training of the military in various countries has some exercises, such as the training of sailors, the formation of troops, the training of various military forces, etc., but Qin Feng always feels that Wang Hao will inevitably give more interesting practices. Yeli nodded and thought and smiled: "Yes... Qin Feng, you look back at what part of the northwest is suitable for this kind of large-scale exercise." Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, "Do you need a big place? The newly built Mojiajun school yard should be big enough." Ye Li shook his head and smiled: "I don't want that kind of place, it is the battlefield!"
"Battlefield!" Qin Feng was shocked. "What does Wang Hao mean?"
Ye Liu nodded and smiled: "Yes, the terrain is complex, the area is vast. It is enough to support a real battle. I want a joint exercise of multiple arms and more services. Not only the Mojia army, but also the black cloud ride, including Kirin. All must attend."
In the heart, Qin Feng painted the scene of Ye Liu, and suddenly felt the blood boiling. Immediately screamed: "Wang Hao please rest assured, the subordinates must find the right place!" Ye Li nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you go to work, I will go back and discuss with the king. This before... confidential ""
"Subordinate to obey!" Qin Fengying's face is full of excited smiles. These years are indeed a bit too idle. Although acting is not a real battlefield, Qin Feng feels very interesting when listening to Wang Hao’s few words.
"Female 妃..." came out of the door with the light footsteps of the child and the soft and spoiled call.
The smile on the face of Yeli was a little more gentle. When she just looked up, she saw her own baby grievances coming in and looked at herself with pity. Qin Feng mouth, standing on one side, smoked without a trace, and retreated to the side. "I have seen the world under my son." Mo Xiaobao found that there were outsiders in the study room, and the expression of grievances on his face was slightly stiff. Ye Liu smiled and said: "Baby, what's wrong?" Mo Xiaobao directly ignored Qin Feng, turned the broad book case and flew to Ye Liu's small face and smashed on the leaf. "Mother... I don't call the baby. I grew up..."
Ye Li stretched out his hand and picked up Mo Xiaobao to let him sit in his arms. He raised his hand and smiled at his little brain. "Well, sorry, my mother has forgotten, a good-looking novel: What do you want to find your mother?" Things?
I have to say that the subtle power is hateful. At the beginning, Mo Xiaobao just gave birth to Ye Liu and remembered to call Mo Xiaobao a big name in the future, so that the son would not have a face after the nickname was too broad. It is a pity that when Mo Xiaobao was able to protest, Mo Xiuzhen would know the entire Mohist army that spread his son's name. If it weren't for the name of Mo Xiaobao, it would have caused a lot of shock, but I am afraid that everyone now thinks that the name of Wangfu Shizi is a small name.
Mo Xiaobao was satisfied in the mother's arms, satisfied with the faint aroma of the mother, and the big eyes said: "The baby came to accompany the mother to use the lunch." Ye Liu looked out at the sky The first look at Qin Feng. Qin Feng bowed his head and coughed. Reluctantly smiled and said: "Return to Wang Hao, this time just passed." Ye Liang looked down at Mo Xiaobao and raised his eyebrows. "What bad things have been done?" Mo Xiaobao smacked a small mouth, pitifully raised his little hand Stretched to the front of the glass, "mother, baby hurts..."
Yeli helpless, "What is your father doing for you?"
"The father wants the baby to copy the king's biography ten times. If you don't finish writing, you won't have lunch. Hey...the child's hand is going to be abolished..." There are eight books in the history of Chu, and each of them is the least. Two or three thousand words, there are nearly 20,000 words in total. If you write ten times, it is more than 200,000 words. Mo Xiaobao shook and grabbed her mother. Can't write if you kill, his hand will be broken! Therefore, the father is not running to ask for help.
The latter sentence can't be finished without eating. It is absolutely his own to go, knowing the smile of his son's virtue. However, it is quite confusing for Mo Xiu to punish his son for copying so many things. Mo Xiaobao is still under five years old, and even the pen is still not very stable. More than 200,000 words are ordinary people who have to write a lot of time to copy, not to mention a child whose ligatures are not recognized. After thinking about it, Ye Lidao said: "Then it will be changed to a copy of the confession of Wang Chuan." Ding Ming Wang, the first generation of the king of Wang Moyun, 谥 明 Ming. Seeing the light of joy in the eyes of Mo Xiaobao, Ye Liu slowly added a sentence: "After writing, all the words will be read, waiting for you to come back and go to him to read it again. Can you know?"
Mo Xiaobao glanced at his eyes, but he couldn't help but change his face. It’s good enough to go from eight to ten times. The well-behaved 偎 near Yeli, "The baby knows."
"Hey children." Ye Liang's son's little head smiled.
Mo Xiaobao immediately smiled and nodded: "The child is the most embarrassed, the child loves the mother." Ye Liang bowed his head and kissed him on the forehead: "Mother is also the most loved."
Standing next to the mother and son, Qin Feng secretly shook his head in his heart. Xiao Shizi, every time you squat the prince, you will come to the poor with the king. When the prince returns and he is re-opened, he still has to be punished. Does it really make sense?
"Wang Ye is back." The voice of the maid from the door came to the door. Qin Feng glanced at the little child who was still greasy in Wang Huai's arms. "Wang Hao, the first one retire." Ye Liu nodded and said: "Go. ""
Ink repair stepped into the door and saw the son sitting in the arms of Ye Liu, who looked like a baby, unwittingly frowned. A white coat with a white silk is even more indifferent and tall. Just seeing the wife sitting behind the book case, the slightly cold eyes were a little warmer. "Ali, what are you talking about?" Ye Li took a picture of Mo Xiaobao and looked up and said: "Nothing." My nephew just came over and asked me to ask for peace." Mo Xiaobao was unwilling to come down from his mother's arms and went up to salute his father. "My son asked the father to ask for peace." Mo Xiuzhu looked at him for a moment. He leaned over and hugged him and looked at himself. "Come to your mother, please? Xiaobao is really filial, and the father is very pleased." Being held in his arms by his father, Mo Xiaobao immediately struggled, but his strength Where to earn the ink to repair the hand. Ink repaired him in his arms, and Mo Xiaobao made a strong effort to redden his face and failed to shake the two arms that seemed to be iron arms.
"What happened to my nephew?" The ink was repaired by the side of the ink, and Ye Liu did not see his son's struggle. It was just that the son who had always loved to rush in her arms would be flushed in the arms of Mo Xiu. Mo Xiu looked at his son lovingly and smiled. "It seems that Xiao Bao has been shy and knows how to grow up."
Ye Zi picked up the eyebrows, is that the case?
Mo Xiaobao knew that he could not incite his father's strength. He had to make a shy appearance in his father's arms, but he should prove the words of Mo Xiuzhen. Ink repaired holding Mo Xiaobao and sat down next to Ye Liang. Ye Li got up and poured a cup of tea for him and asked him: "How about the military camp outside the city?" Ink repaired the teacup and drank the tea. Dao: "No problem, the hard work of these years is not in vain. I think Qin Feng just hurried away, but what did Ari tell him?" Ye Liang nodded and revisited the idea just mentioned with Qin Feng. Said it again with ink repair. Mo Xiuqi is obviously very interested in this. "Military exercises? Ari's thoughts are always very wonderful. This idea is really interesting compared to the practice drills that have gone through the field." Ye Liu nodded and smiled: "This method It’s not just ordinary soldiers but also commanding generals. Haven’t you selected a group of young generals to teach them in the past few years? Also, look at the effect. If you get a group of people who are on the paper, it’s better. Throw them directly on the battlefield to fight."
Ink repaired and nodded in agreement, saying: "This is very good. Ali will plan to write it out and look at it, and then let people prepare. But... since it is the battle of the two armies, there will be a supreme commander. What can be thought in Ari’s heart? Who is going to lead the army?
Ye Li smiled and nodded.
I really thought about it. How did one army personally lead you?
Ink repaired a slap, put down the teacup and looked at Ye Liu and asked:
Then the other side? "Ye Liu licked his lips and smiled. "The other side is up to me. General Zhang and General Lu are veterans. They are doing off-court observations and referees. It is also possible to prevent accidents."
When ink repaired a little contemplation, he nodded and agreed with Ye Liu’s plan. He smiled and said:
Well, I’m talking about Ari’s talents. I also want to see how Ari leads the army.
Wenyan, Yeli only got Helplessly smile, on the heavens and the genius, who in this world can get the ink repair? Not to mention her half-hanger. However, she will not arrange a one-sided exercise. At least, it is interesting to have a basic balance on both sides.
In the father's arms, Mo Xiaobao swindled his little head and listened to his mother. Although he did not understand it, he listened quietly. From time to time, I have a big eye, and I only feel very cute in the eyes of the glass. Reaching out to the ink repaired: "Give me the hug." Mo Xiaobao was overjoyed, and quickly extended his hand to the mother. The ink repaired the side of the body slightly, so that Mo Xiaobao was farther away from the mother. To Ye Zidao: "He is not light at the age of five, and he is very tired of you. Moreover, the old children are not good at holding people. I didn't have to hold it when I was two years old."
Ye Li had to help him to look at his son, and Mo Xiaobao gritted his teeth in his heart. I only listened to the inadvertent way of ink repair: "When I returned to the city, I went to the city to meet Mr. Qingyun. Mr. Qingyun said that Mo Xiaobao is five years old and can be enlightened." Ye Liu blinked and some puzzled. The road: "Did we not enlighten the children early?" Although their children are not yet five years old, the children's enlightenment books within the 100-character name are almost the same. At the age of five, Ye Liu was still playing the game abc with the teacher in the kindergarten. Ink repaired his head and looked at his son’s heartfelt intentions. Mo Xiaobao only felt the cool breeze on his head.
Ali, you are a daughter’s family. So Xu’s teaching was not very strict. But you can ask Xu. How many sons of the family, who are not two or three years old, have been officially enrolled when they were four or five years old. If not, why are Xu’s people not taking the name of twenty years old? It is extremely rare to be able to take the fame of the four or five. Since Xiaobao is the son of the king's house, the responsibility to be carried in the future is much more than that of others. We are rude to him."
Yeli is speechless, is this not to let the child lose on the starting line? Who said that the children of past modern times worked hard? Xu’s children are really fortunate. In this way, Mo Xiuzhen also discovered that the time of the Xu family’s descendants was almost 20 years old. For example, if the eldest brother Xu Qingchen was 14 years old, he would start the enlightenment at the age of two or three. ? Some looked at his son, and Ye Li sighed softly: "I only hope that my nephew can have a happy and worry-free childhood."
childhood? What it is? What does he have? Why can his son have it? In the repair of the ink, the toxic juice was born, and the smile was gentle. "Now, this world, Xiaobao is more sensible than in the future. If he can't protect him, he still doesn't know much better. Isn't it? Does Mr. Qingyun personally teach you that you are not at ease? Although Mr. Qingyun is strict with his children and grandchildren, he is most fond of Xiaobao. Are you afraid that he is too tired?"
Ye Liyi also thinks that if the whole northwest is the most favorite of Mo Xiaobao, then if Mr. Qingyun is ranked second, no one dares to rank first. Even Mr. Qingyun’s grandson, Xu Qingze and Qin Zheng’s four-year-old son, Xu Zhirui, have to stand by,
Whether it’s worth it, don’t you go to Taigong to hear it? Do you want to see you every other day? ?"
Mo Xiaobao slouched and crawled in the arms of Mo Xiu, and despised the despicable old man in his heart: Didn't he want to drive me out? Humph! When this child grows up, see what the old man is doing to catch me! Niang pro... Hey, you have to wait for your child to grow up, and you will definitely take you back!
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In a blink of an eye~ Mo Xiaobao grew up~ In a blink of an eye, everyone is enough to recuperate, open it~(^__^)嘻嘻