For the rest of my life, I am lucky to know my old friend

As soon as Xue Chengye turned around, he went directly to the outer study and ordered the guest to come and see him.Seeing his furious look, Muke tried to shrink back, tried his best to put on a face of worrying about the country and the people to look like a pissed off daughter-in-law, and timidly handed over the volume of report in his hand .

Seeing him like this, Xue Chengye was originally angry, but he was also amused by him, waved his hand, lightly kicked the buttocks of the servant standing beside him, and said: "The killer who wants to die, don't hurry up!" Mr. Zhao watching the seats?!"

The boy was also clever, he threw himself on the ground and rolled, and then stood up steadily again, obviously it was the hard work of the carp standing upright and the iron saddle bridge.

Seeing such neat movements, Zhao Muke stroked his beard and praised: "What a handsome skill!"

When the boy heard this, he scratched the back of his head, smiled foolishly at Xue Chengye, and said, "It's all taught well by the commander-in-chief."

Xue Chengye patted his head with a smile, and said, "Good boy, go to the library to pick a wooden shield and try it on later."

When the servant heard this, he was as fearless as a newborn calf. He slapped his chest and said, "I want it to be true!"

Hearing this, Xue Chengye knocked him on the head with his hands, and scolded with a smile: "You brat doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth! If you can lift it up, pick it; if you can't lift it up, just roll and run around the house for me. Make a circle, see what you can do!"

"Here!" The young man stood up when he heard the words, although he was still a little immature, he already looked like a soldier.

Xue Chengye nodded and waved him down.The young man smiled and bowed lightly, took the tea tray from the tea maid, and the two of them put the tea bowls steadily and quickly before they left with their hands down.

Xue Chengye shook his head, cursed the brat secretly, and then began to flip through the thick stack of reports in his hand, which was about Du Heng's old affairs in the past three years.

It said: In the first two years, Du Heng was still a well-known talent in Chang'an City. He went to banquets, traveled, and wrote poems and paintings in exchange for money. Anyway, he lived a very happy life.Xue Chengye looked at it, and couldn't help but imagine that when he saw Du Heng for the first time, that white fox fur was worn on him, it was really amazing.

In order to see Du Heng a few more times, during his short one month in Chang'an, he did not distract himself from watching the prosperity of Chang'an other than his official business, but spent all of it chasing and intercepting Du Heng.

He has seen Du Heng go to the Imperial College alone under an umbrella to copy the inscriptions while there is no one in the New Year, stroke by stroke, with iron and silver hooks, pursing his lips seriously, the snow falling on his eyelashes, and then rustling fall.Xue Chengye watched from a distance, and Du Heng half closed his eyes as if he was afraid of the cold, and raised his hand to brush them off, but the corners of his eyes were drawn red by the snow, as if he had cried.

When Xue Chengye saw this scene at that time, he rushed over impulsively. The bored Du Heng stabbed him sarcastically, and then watched Du Heng, who was holding a red oil-paper umbrella, walking farther and farther in the snow, feeling sad.

Later, Xue Chengye found out the address of Du Heng's house and came to the door in person.In retrospect, Xue Chengye still remembered the four-fold screen that was placed in the hall at that time. From left to right, it was filled with different fonts, some were simple and dignified, some were clever and elegant, some were solemn and upright...I found out after inquiring that Du Heng once Drunk at the banquet, writing with both hands on the screen, from left to right, they are official script, regular script, running script and cursive script.

That was the time when Du Heng was so angry that he slapped Xue Chengye directly.This slap made Xue Chengye angry, and he wanted to take him away directly.

When he looked at Du Heng who stood stubbornly in front of him with burning eyes and never bowed his head, he saw his eyes as bright as glazed glass, and when he thought of taking him away forcibly, such eyes as bright as morning stars would also become Gloomy and numb, Xue Chengye suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and could only say "I'm leaving." Then he turned and left. This was actually the first defeat of the so-called invincible Xue Yangong.

But now, Xue Chengye finally got the man he dreamed of, but he still felt that it was not enough, and he wanted to know what cut off his literati character.

He turned another page, and just after reading a few lines, his face darkened suddenly: Wen thief? !

"Heng and Zhu Juncai visited Taoli Garden and wrote poems with rhymes. All of them were written by swallowing the best sentences of the time. The master was furious and searched his room. Lu's daughter, Lu Ao's younger brother, was originally selfish, and the meaning came out. The first, referring to his poems are all stolen from others."

Seeing this, Xue Chengye couldn't help squinting his eyes and thinking, is Du Heng a thief? !How can it be? !It was as if a crystal sculpture in his heart had crashed down, and the elegant and poetic Du Heng in his memory seemed to be floating on the water, blurring, as if he was about to disperse;

But this is impossible!

He soon sobered up, no matter how courageous a thief is, it is inevitable that he will feel guilty and short of breath, but the Du Heng he saw before was arrogant and stubborn, which really made people want to be bullied to the point of crying, but also made people want to put He put it in his palm to coax, but the only thing he didn't have was a guilty conscience.

Even now, Du Heng feels more wronged to himself, the corners of his eyes are always red, and the despair and gloom occasionally appear in his eyes, especially after he was slept by himself, the fear and expectation, with a bit of The cautious look in his eyes, as long as he thinks about it, Xue Chengye can't help feeling hot in his heart, and wants to see him again.

Xue Chengye hurriedly read the remaining few pages, then rolled up a volume, looked for a book and pressed it down, put on his cloak and rushed to the inner study room, if he wanted to know anything, he might as well ask Du Heng, who was lying in his arms Time to ask, if he is wronged again, you should comfort him well, hold him tightly, comfort him gently, and make him happy.

As soon as he walked outside the inner study, when he was still under the steps, he heard the sound of a qin coming from inside the house, and then there was a continuous sound of the qin, like a cool wind blowing from the sky , blowing through the high platform, Xue Chengye only felt that he was covered in cold sweat, and every pore was opened, which was extremely refreshing.

After playing this passage, Du Heng opened the window, leaned out, and saw Xue Chengye standing in the courtyard with his head covered in snow, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Aren't you cold standing outside?"

Xue Chengye saw his sincere smile at this moment, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, without any haze, and he couldn't help but feel better. He walked up to him, saw that there were still some empty seats in the window, and jumped in directly.

Du Heng was taken aback by his swift and dexterous movements, took a step back, and saw that he landed smoothly. The slight sound when he landed was not even enough to startle the birds on the tree. This man has the power of a lion. His physique has the dexterity of a squirrel.

Xue Chengye closed the window first, and after patting the snowflakes on his body, he stepped forward and reached out to pull Du Heng into his arms.Du Heng just asked: "Why don't you go through the door?" Then he was speechless.

Xue Chengye held his cheeks as if holding the most expensive treasure in the world, and only Du Heng was reflected in his brown eyes.Du Heng felt that his eyes seemed to see the depths of his own soul, and he had no privacy, and his whole body was exposed to his eyes.Such a terrible association actually made Du Heng tremble all over, and even excitedly waited for Xue Chengye's domination and judgment on him.

Because of the cold fingers that had been exposed in the snow for too long, they held their cheeks, and then a hot kiss fell.Du Heng wanted to break away uncomfortably, because this kiss was so gentle, it seemed that there was no trace of sexual desire. He had long been used to Xue Chengye's demands on him. Dejectedly at the mercy of others; or just a little flirting, making his legs weak and trembling; and he can only spread himself out and ask for whatever he wants.

But no matter how gentle he was, Xue Chengye still locked Du Heng in his arms domineeringly, making it impossible for people to break free.Du Heng raised his head passively, feeling the watery tenderness as if he was about to drown himself, his tongue entangled, his lips grinding, like greeting each other after reuniting after a long absence, until they reluctantly parted again, all of which made people have endless aftertaste.

It was the first time that Du Heng didn't close his eyes during the kiss, and he fixedly looked at Xue Chengye's eyes as deep as the sea. The hazel eyes seemed like a pool of autumn water, only reflecting himself.It wasn't until the end of the kiss that Du Heng wanted to close his eyes in embarrassment, but was kissed on his trembling eyelashes.

While hugging him, Xue Chengye patted his back comfortingly and said, "Are you shy?"

Du Heng leaned in his arms, rubbed his cheeks against the fur of his skirt, and then came to his senses, coughed stiffly, stood up, and answered seriously: "No, no, actually a little bit. "

Xue Chengye laughed when he heard the words, and said: "Okay, okay, next time I will definitely let you not worry about being shy." Then, he looked at the piano lying on the desk and the paper full of writing on the side, and asked: "What are you doing?"

"Compose the music." When Du Heng heard Xue Chengye say this, his face blushed, then he picked up the manuscript on the table, carefully and softly looked at the music score in his hand and said, "I am composing a new piece of music. "

"What is it?" Xue Chengye couldn't help being jealous when he saw his soft and focused eyes when he looked at the score, and thought, when Zhongping can look at me like this, it would be great, and he paused before continuing to ask, "Yes Let me hear it?"

Du Heng tilted his head and smiled at him, saying: "You will hear it later."

"I hope it will be the first."

Hearing this, Du Heng smiled wryly and said, "It's not finished yet, but if you want, you can listen to it first."

"Okay." Xue Chengye said, and sat down cross-legged in front of the desk.

Du Heng sat down on his knees, plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano flowed out, depicting a scene of green pines facing the wind and still luxuriant after frost.After the song was over, Xue Chengye frowned, and said anxiously, "Is this pine?"

Du Heng was a little surprised. He didn't expect Xue Chengye, who seemed to have no rhythm, to know what he was playing. He couldn't help but blurt out a sentence: "Can you understand? Have you learned it before?"

"I haven't learned it before. Is it really a pine?" Xue Chengye couldn't help being happy when he saw Du Heng's look of surprise and joy, but it felt like he had killed a tiger with untold hardships during hunting, and then peeled the tiger's skin. Peel it off completely and send it to Du Heng.

Du Heng collected his expression, and replied: "It's a pine, a green pine after the snow, and its solitary sign is strong and straight."

Xue Chengye saw his hand on the desk and forgot to cover it with his sleeve, he quietly reached over, took his hand, and said: "Probably because I saw too many pine trees in Fanyang, and there are more pine trees after snow. gone."

Du Heng wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't struggle, so he could only hold it, and asked, "Tell me, okay?"

"En." Hearing this, Xue Chengye clasped Du Heng's hand tightly, rubbed the scar on his hand, and talked about the scenery of his hometown at the same time.

At first it was just coping, but then Du Heng couldn't help being fascinated by it. As he asked, Xue Chengye also talked non-stop.They talked until the meal was over, and walked arm in arm along the corridor to digest food.

Fan Yang, that is a completely different place from Chang'an, where there are not so many feasting and feasting, but the snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, blowing pieces of Xuanyuan Terrace.In addition to the snow, in addition to the continuous stretch of snow, thousands of miles of silvery white, smoky pine forests, there are prohibitive and very brave Cangyun Army.

Seven years ago, Yan Guogong and Fan Yang Jiedu of the previous generation died in the battle with Bohai Kingdom, but Xue Chengye, who was only [-] years old, led the army in filial piety and drove the enemy army out of the country for hundreds of miles. He took the lead in taking the lead, pulling out corpses and trampling on bones, just like killing a god, beheading hundreds of people in one battle.In the end, he achieved his prestige or infamous reputation with the majestic view built by the enemy's head.

Xue Chengye said it lightly, but Du Heng was terrified when he heard it. When he finally finished speaking, Du Heng couldn't help but say: "It's better not to take risks lightly in the dry city of the general country."

Hearing Du Heng's words, Xue Chengye seemed to be full of honey, and replied "Hey." Then, he asked, "What do you mean by the dry city of the country?"

Du Heng glanced at him, thought of his great military exploits, and patiently explained: "This sentence comes from the "Book of Songs", a martial arts man, Gonghou Gancheng, which means that a general like a general, um, Hong Zu, is the country's defense against enemies. It is a sharp weapon that needs to be cherished carefully." In the end, he looked at Xue Chengye's brighter and brighter eyes, his face was a little hot, and his voice lowered.

Hearing what Du Heng said, Xue Chengye knew that Du Heng was sincerely praising him just now, so he felt even more happy. Impulsively, he immediately picked up Du Heng horizontally and turned around on the spot.

The moon is shining brightly, and the snow is sporadic. I am like a favored concubine occupying the arms of my master, enjoying the comfort of relying on the wind as if I want to leave the ground at this moment.Du Heng felt that although he didn't seem to be drinking, he was still a little drunk. He held on to Xue Chengye's lapel tightly, as if he was afraid that he would be thrown out, but also as if he couldn't help coquettishly complaining.

When he stopped, before he could speak, he saw Xue Chengye carried himself back to the bed in his room.He took a breath, hugged his knees and watched Xue Chengye undress in front of his eyes, hesitating how to refuse, if he went on, he felt that he would not have to sit up again tomorrow.

But Xue Chengye just took off his clothes until only his shirt was left, pulled the quilt over it, and said, "Go to sleep." Then Xue Chengye also blew out the lantern beside the bed, domineeringly and greedily encircling Du Heng. arms.

Du Heng felt that he was almost completely shrouded in Xue Chengye's shadow, unable to escape, a little panicked, but still a little at ease.

Sleep, this will probably have a good dream.

The author has something to say:

Qin's father used to be a scholar, and the dung was from ten thousand households.If he hadn't encountered a very big setback, if Cang Dae wanted to catch up with him, it would probably be as difficult as the sky.

If you want to chase after a Qin dad, Cang Dad must at least know how to listen to the piano, you don’t need to play it yourself, at least you must understand it, ahem, this is an important foundation for their further relationship.