While the two were silently facing each other, Hao'er walked in with a swaying waver. When he saw Wushuang, he shouted happily: "Mother, Mother!"

Hao'er ran over with his lotus root-like little arm, Wushuang picked him up, kissed his white and tender little face, and asked with a smile: "Why is Hao'er here?"

Hao'er stuck to Wushuang and said, "Hao'er misses her mother." He climbed onto Dongfang Chen again and acted coquettishly, "Father, Father, Hao'er, also wants to accompany her mother."

Dongfang Chen knew that Wushuang was not at ease, so he forced a smile and said, "Your mother wants to talk to your father. Is it okay for Hao'er to come and play first?"

Hao'er obviously didn't want to, and looked at Wushuang with big black eyes.

Wushuang smiled lightly, and his hand hidden under his sleeve pinched Dongfang Chen's palm. He angrily glanced at Hao'er and said to Hao'er: "Come on, Hao'er will come to the mother's queen and let her hug her."

Hao'er happily climbed into Wushuang's arms, restlessly arching around.

"Mother, Xiangxiang." Hao'er said, "Father, bad."

Wushuang smiled, and Dongfang Chen felt a little relieved.

He pretended to be angry and glared at Hao'er: "Speak bad things about Father, then take Hao'er out."

Hao'er pouted and buried himself in Wushuang's arms, and his little paws grabbed Wushuang's clothes with his little paws - he knew he wanted to find Wushuang as his backer.

Wushuang'er's little head was laughing and said, "A weird little guy! You should apologize to your father and you should not be polite to your elders."

Hao'er blinked, nodded, stood up from Wushuang's arms, and said to Dongfang Chen very seriously: "Father, I'm sorry, Hao'er shouldn't be rude."

Dongfang Chen smiled with satisfaction, but became more and more arrogant: "Hao'er, it's impolite to listen to other people's conversations."

Hao'er tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Then Hao'er covers her ears."

Dongfang Chen tried to induce things in a row: "The sound of your ears will also enter your ears."

Hao'er said, "Then Hao'er will go to bed, and when she falls asleep, she won't hear it."

“…”

In a word, Hao'er just doesn't want to leave his mother.

Dongfang Chen was speechless. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Hao'er holding Wushuang's neck begging: "My mother, let Hao'er stay. Hao'er misses her mother very much. Hao'er has always read a lot of books. The father said that Hao'er will help her mother achieve her ideal in the future. Hao'er will listen carefully to her mother's words, okay?"

Dongfang Chen was speechless. This child actually used him as an excuse?!

Fortunately, Zheer was asleep, otherwise these two guys would have to collapse.

However, seeing Wushuang smiled because of the child, I couldn't help but think that having a child is good.

Wushuang smiled and said, "Well, can you sleep well now if you listen to your mother's words first?

Hao'er cheered and clapped his hands, but said seriously: "Mother, my son is not sleepy, my son is going to learn!"

He crawled out of Wushuang's arms and sat upright on the side, staring at the two people with wide eyes, as if saying: I'm here to seek knowledge!

Wushuang was amused by Hao'er's appearance, carried Hao'er to herself, and said affectionately: "Little fool, if you like it, just sit on the hind leg of your mother."

Dongfang Chen said: "According to our people's reports, the three policies of "arrest, intermarriage, and trade" implemented against Rouran have already taken effect."

"Well." Wushuang said, "We and Rouran have done well in these three ways in recent years. Rouran's civilians have been integrated with the Han people in their blood, and the nobles also rely on our cultural and material life. I think in a few years, they should be able to peacefully incorporate Rouran into their territory."

Hao'er couldn't help asking: "Father, Hao'er doesn't understand why we need to trade and intermarriage? What does this have to do with culture? What is culture? Why can Rouran be incorporated into the country?"

Faced with Hao'er's string of questions, Dongfang Chen lit his nose and asked, "Does Hao'er know what is the foundation for maintaining a country?"

Hao'er said without hesitation: "People."

"Yes, not right." Dongfang Chen said, "The people are the foundation for the country, but to make this country exist, we must rely on economy and force, and to unite and unite this country, it depends on culture. Your mother suggests that the Central Plains and the grassland peoples communicate with each other, bringing all kinds of daily necessities and luxury goods that they yearn for but cannot create. Once the courage of the grassland people is corroded by superior living conditions, they will lose their only advantage. When they rely too much on these Central Plains products, they will no longer be able to survive independently."

Hao'er was confused. Although Dongfang Chen had tried his best to speak as simple as possible, he still couldn't understand. After all, it was still too difficult for a child to think about such profound problems.

Hao'er frowned and thought for a long time before a sentence came out: "But we are in trade with them, don't they make money?"

Wushuang smiled at Dongfang Chen and then patiently explained to his son: "How could it be? Purchase raw materials at a low price and sell finished products at a high price. This is the economic 'scissors gap'. We use trade to plunder their resources. In the long run, Rouran's economy will become a vassal of our Qin State, lose its economic pillar, and this country will gradually perish. Hao'er, do you understand?"

Hao'er nodded and shook her head. Wushuang didn't care. It was too difficult for such a child to understand that these things were too hard. He just wanted to establish a high-level concept for him since childhood. After all, the development trajectory of this country will be guided by this child for a long time.

Dongfang Chen continued: "Then the trade you are talking about is to slowly destroy their national economy and weaken their force. The greatest significance of intermarriage is to spread our culture to them.

Once these grassland peoples inherit our culture, they will be assimilated by us spiritually. Even if they still have blue eyes in the end, their brains are already people from the Central Plains. At that time, we could easily conquer them. Wushuang, your thoughts are truly unprecedented, which opened my eyes. Hao'er, remember, this is 'cultural invasion', a bloodless war, but it is amazingly powerful."

Hao'er nodded. Although she couldn't understand, she also memorized it.

Wushuang silently held Dongfang Chen's hand and drew warmth for this perfect ideal that was almost daydreaming.

Hao'er's eyes turned around Wushuang's face several times, and suddenly said, "Hao'er will help his father and mother! Hao'er knows a lot of books. When Hao'er understands what his mother said, Hao'er can help his father and mother!"

Dongfang Chen was overjoyed: "It's indeed my child, like me!"

With such a lover and child support, you can overcome any difficulties!

Wushuang thought about this and couldn't help but laugh happily.

Looking at Wushuang's smile-curved eyebrows, Dongfang Chen remembered a sentence he had seen: The bay is half a moon, and the clear pond is clear.

This is probably used to describe her clear eyes!

Hao'er was a child after all, and after talking for a while, she fell asleep in a daze.

Wushuang put him and Zhe'er side by side, carefully tucked the quilt, then looked at Dongfang Chen and smiled, turned around and turned back to the bedroom.

As summer gradually approaches, the weather becomes hotter. The window is open, with a green night sky covered with stars.

The fragrance of roses came through the night breeze. The two of them hugged each other and watched the stars, whispering in a silence, with infinite sweetness, and sweeping away the unhappiness in the court.

Just when the two were sweet, someone else was very sad.

Outside Lingjian Cave in Baiyun Mountain, there was a man dressed as white as snow and a clear face. There were a few pear petals on his black hair. There were hares and squirrels jumping around from time to time.

The man knelt here without moving for three days, like a sculpture, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing leaves around him.

"Come back!" A hoarse and old voice came from the cave, mixed with depression.

"No! Master, please!" The gentle man looked sad, with a faint bloodshot in his eyes.

"It's useless, my teacher can't agree to you!" The old voice sighed helplessly.

The man was stunned and his eyes dimmed, "Disciple... I wish I could not kneel down forever!"

From now on, he is the only one who is missing in loneliness, and is lonely in love with love. He kneels there and maintains an eternal posture, and seems to be integrated with the darkness in the dawn before dawn, silently. A little bit cold seeps into his bones from his knees.

An old man with pale hair walked out of the hole with a staggering step and leaned on a wooden crutch. He was Cheng Anran's mentor to help him: Master Kongkong. Master Kongkong has been away from the world for a long time, but for the sake of Queen Wang, he helped Cheng Anran's martial arts.

The reason why Cheng Anran was sent out of the palace urgently was not only to avoid being bullied, but also a very important reason, that is, he had a disease in his fetus!

Because he was the empress's exiled son, Cheng Shenglong had nothing to come out at that time, only Empress Wang was pregnant, while the empress dowager had in-laws with Concubine Wu.

Concubine Wu had just been enthroned and was still pregnant, so the empress dowager had a strange intention and ordered people to send tonics to the queen every day.

This so-called fetal tonic actually contains chronic poisons. After taking it for a long time, the fetus born will either be stupid or crazy or have defects.

Master Kongkong was originally a member of the noble Wang family. Because of his love, he became a monk and became a monk. When it comes to his relatives, the queen should be his niece.

Master Kongkong not only had a good study of Buddhist scriptures, but also had great medical skills. His disciple Zhao Ning worked as a doctor in the palace.

Zhao Ning diagnosed that Queen Wang had different pulses and hurriedly went to test the residue. However, his medical skills were too shallow and he could not find out what was wrong. He ordered someone to give the residue to his master. Master Kongkong knew after a prescription.

So he urgently wrote a letter and told the queen not to drink the tonic, but the queen had been drinking it for more than two months.

Therefore, when Cheng Anran was born, his legs were soft and he often had the danger of not being able to walk. At that time, Empress Chu was in power, and Queen Wang was afraid of harming the empress dowager, so she pretended that Cheng Anran was fine and had the magic medicine made by Master Kong Kong to help Cheng Anran walk like an ordinary person.

This is why Dongfang Chen proposed to exchange Empress Dowager Chu for Shi Cheng Anran without hesitation. Even if Dongfang Chen did not deal with her, he would deal with Empress Dowager Chu!

When Cheng Anran was sent out of the palace, there were signs of an attack. Master Kongkong kept him in the deep mountains, and used a medicinal bath with pills every day to supplement it. He immersed himself in the mountains with the dampness of the mountains for twenty-one years before Cheng Anran's leg disease could be cured.

However, after Cheng Anran returned to China, he accidentally saw Wushuang, but because of love, he was mistreated by treatment.

Fortunately, Murong Xue helped her with magical medicine, so her condition did not go back. This time she suffered a major blow. In addition, Murong Xue's medicine had been taken and her old disease relapsed, so she came to ask her master for medicine.

But Master Kongkong asked him to stay in the mountains for three years and to cut off his love and be able to cure his leg disease. Cheng Anran was already discouraged and planned to survive. After this life, he was unwilling to stay in the mountains, so he knelt in front of the cave and begged for his master to fulfill his wishes.

Master Kongkong looked at his beloved disciple, and his old eyes gradually dimmed, "Fanny! She won't remember you! It's nothing wrong for you to love her, but if you love the wrong person, can you give up your responsibilities? Can you give up your country? She is not your enemy, but it's far more terrifying than an enemy, child! Forget her!"

Cheng Anran shook his head desperately and struggled to grab Master Kongkong's hand without any warmth, "Master, disciple cannot! She has forgotten me. If I forget her again, we will never have the possibility!"

It is better to suffer than to keep the almost desperate love alone...

Master Kongkong's heart trembled for no reason... He couldn't bear it. His most proud disciple, his closest nephew and grandson, is the word "love" hurts his heart...

"Master..." Cheng Anran begged bitterly, "If the disciple forgets her, then what hope does the disciple have in this life... She forgot me, it doesn't matter. It's good to be able to look at her from afar..."

Master Kongkong sighed long. His disciple was the most stubborn person in the world. "Do you know how much price you have to pay?"

"The disciple knows, the disciple... will not regret it!"

The rising sun rose from the east and threw the first bouquet of dawn on the man in white standing on the kneeling, dyeing his stiff body a layer of gold.

"You crazy, go," Master Kongkong handed him a bottle of medicine with deep sorrow in his eyes. "Remember, take one pill every day. After taking this medicine, you will never come back. Even if you come back, you will not be able to heal him... Alas! Go..." Master Kongkong waved his hand, his hunched body became more bent.

Crystal tears came out of Cheng Anran's eyes, his voice was choked, but he tried to smile, "The disciple understand... Thank you for your help, Master, take care of me, and the disciple is gone."

At the place where Master Kongkong stood, he kowtowed heavily, stood up with difficulty, slowly moved away, looking at the master's reluctant gaze, tears involuntarily wet his cheeks...

Even if you can't walk, at least you can hear her news and occasionally meet her!

It was midsummer and the heat was still hard to hide the strong enthusiasm accumulated in the daytime even in the middle of the night. Two palace servants stood by the bed with round fans and slapped them gently, and fine beads of sweat had already emerged from their foreheads.

A soft candlelight shone from behind the soft smoke tulle tent, reflecting on Cheng Anran's pale face. His slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his long eyelashes were trembling uneasily, as if a frightened butterfly feather was flying silently. His black hair was also soaked in cold sweat, pressing tightly against his pale forehead. He pursed his lips tightly, and his teeth were clattering, as if he was trying his best to fight against some powerful pain.
To be continued...