Zhong Zhiheng looks at his face. Zhong is not young. It's only fifty years old. Although he hasn't had white hair, the wrinkles on the corner of his eyes are obvious. Looking at his tired eyes, Zhong Zhiheng suddenly remembers that the eyes of young man are frank and clear. His heart is very complicated for a while.
"It's not too late now," Zhong Zhiheng said with a faint smile for a while. "Do you want to be a rich and noble prince from now on
"I'd like to, but I have a heavy burden. It's going to be winter. When the small country in the western regions is out of touch again, it's hard to protect the border and there's friction. I'm worried all the time." Zhong Zhiling shook his head helplessly. "I'm afraid I have to work hard to die."
"If you don't want to work harder, I won't be forced," said Zhong Zhiheng, looking at the age of Zhong with his eyebrows raised. This time, he didn't talk as much as he did just now. "I don't lack a fierce general guarding the border, but I don't have a younger brother who can come into the palace to talk with me to relieve my boredom."
When Zhong Zhiling was shocked, he didn't expect that Zhong Zhiheng would say such words. He looked up at Zhong Zhiheng and wondered: "brother Huang, you mean..."
"You're not young. You're half a hundred years old. No matter how good you are, you should not be able to carry your bones. You should live a peaceful life. And you're new year. I'm reluctant to let you go, aren't you?" Zhong Zhiheng still smiled and picked on the corner of his mouth slightly. "After thirty-four years of suffering in the northwest, I don't always feel the same in my mind. Now that you are willing to put down your heart and go back to Beijing, let's stay. Don't go back to suffering, and don't worry about me any more."
"What is brother Huang worried about?" Zhong Zhiling also smiled. He put the teacup in his hand on the small table and looked at Zhong Zhiheng with a smile on his side. "Do you worry about the body and bones of his younger brother, or do you worry that there will be trouble in the northwest and in the south from time to time? In my opinion, since the great case of 20 years ago, brother Huang has been completely relieved of his brother. Unexpectedly, brother Huang is unswerving. "
"Seven!" Zhong Zhiheng immediately put down his face, put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table, and looked at Zhong Zhiling with a calm face, "all people of the same age, what should they say and what should not be said, and I can't teach you?"
"Yes, it's my brother's arrogation. Please forgive me." The age of Zhong sips his lips, but he still deeply bows to the balance of the bell.
"Let's think about it. I know the age of destiny. Isn't it more comfortable for an Ansheng to live in the capital for the aged than to fight and kill in the northwest?" Zhong Zhiheng's face is a little Ji, and he looks at Zhong's age, and sighs gently, "when he is not old and has lived a peaceful life, he will marry a daughter-in-law, but he will be a bachelor all his life. What's that like?"
"Yes, thank you for your concern." Zhong Zhiling scoffed his lips.
"Well, go back and think about it." Zhong Zhiheng waved his hand, opened the memorial and looked down.
"Yes, I leave." Zhong Zhiling stood up, looked at Zhong Zhiheng coldly, and then bowed out.
Until the sound of footsteps disappeared completely, Zhong Zhiheng raised his head slowly. He stood up, walked slowly to the window, pushed the window open slightly, and watched Zhong Zhiling walking slowly in the sky and white, the black cloak flying gently with the wind. He didn't take an umbrella, so he walked forward in the snow. His back was as straight as before, just from the back, I can't see that this is a half old man who is nearly fifty years old.
Zhong Zhiheng looked at the back of Zhong Zhiling without blinking until he went down the steps and sat in the sedan chair. Zhong Zhiheng breathed deeply.
The chaos in the south of Xinjiang has been solved. Chi Chongyuan and Cheng Xiangyang, two poor sons, took the place of Xu family and rushed to the south of Xinjiang with his expectation. He was relieved. But when he thought about the northwest, his heart became heavy again. Compared with Xu Chengjin, Zhong's age was his heart and soul. No matter his origin, reputation, or position in the army, Xu Chengjin and Zhong's The age can't be compared at all, so Zhong Zhiheng's feelings towards Zhong Zhiling are very delicate all the time. This is the youngest brother he once valued and safeguarded most, and this man is also the opponent he can't let go of in his life. No matter in emotion or in other places, Zhong Zhiling is always a big stone in his heart, but the former big stone head is far in the northwest, far away from the emperor, He just wanted to move, but he didn't have the chance and strength, but now it's different. This big stone is in front of him. As long as he thinks, this big stone can't go anywhere in his life, he can only stay in front of him honestly.