This sleeve is broken secretly

Shen Bing found that his mood seemed to be in a strange circle.

Often recently, when he was sitting alone under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard and reading a book, he would lose his mind, his thoughts wandering, and he would laugh for no reason after a while.After laughing, he felt ashamed again, as if he had done something shameful just now.That kind of embarrassment makes me want to hide in the cracks in the ground.But as soon as he pulled his thoughts back, he would run away again in a short while.

Even at night.Obviously fell asleep, but dreamed some embarrassing things for no reason, either love words in the ears, or hugs with feet, and in the end, either the face was hot or passionate.After waking up, I was very dry all over, tossing and turning all night and having difficulty falling asleep, almost suffering from the same symptoms as Emperor Hongwu.

But the instigator still pestered him to ask endlessly.

"Liangqing, what's the matter with you? Why is your face so tired?" Xie Qin frowned tightly, "What are you worrying about these days?"

At this time, they had just finished a day of lectures in the East Palace and walked out side by side.Shen Bing couldn't help being annoyed and ashamed when he asked such a question, but he couldn't speak directly, so he glanced at him angrily, and walked out without saying a word.Xie Ling couldn't figure it out, but he was afraid that he would hide his illness and avoid medical treatment, so he followed closely with his long legs.

Both of them are tall, long-legged, and slender.At this time, one person walked quickly, and the other followed closely. The silk official clothes were lifted up by the movement of walking, scurrying like butterflies and swallows, passing through the vermilion corridor of the East Palace, it was a beautiful scenery.

Xie Qin finally rushed to the door and caught him.

"What's going on?" Seeing his expression, Xie Ling became more nervous, and asked seriously, "Don't think it's a trivial matter. But do you have any symptoms? Light sleep? Headache? Anorexia? Fatigue?"

Shen Bing pursed his lips and remained silent, looking away from him.Xie Ling stared at him, but after a while he noticed something was wrong——

Shen Bing's face...why is it red?

Xie Ling was stunned, a little unbelievable: "Liangqing, you—" Why are you shy?

However, before he could finish speaking, Shen Bian flicked his sleeve angrily, and Fei also seemed to leave.

Although Xie Ling poked her in the shameful place, Shen Bing had to admit that if he went on like this, his body would really be boiled dry.He could only try his best to get busy and focus his attention on the court.

Concubine Duan's prostration to Buddha seems to have had some effect.After entering the autumn mending season, Emperor Hongwu's health gradually improved, and his face was flushed when he received his courtiers.

At the same time, the investigation of the case of Juntian's private use has come to an end.Strong man Kuang Zheng broke his wrists, lost several important disciples, and lost members from several great families, neither of the two sides took advantage of each other.Just when Kuang Zheng and his family were seriously injured, Shen Ting, who was from a poor family, came out more and more, pleading for reform.

His reform is a continuation of the "military field private use case".In the Memorial, he wrote that in recent years, land annexation has become more and more serious. Landlords are tyrannical, colluding with the government, forcibly occupying farmers' land, and using all feasible means to evade corresponding taxes.The private use of military land is only part of the land annexation issue.In order to completely eradicate these problems, the reform of land and taxes must be carried out.

In response to the increase in land and the reduction of taxes for those who occupy a large amount of land, Shen Bing called for "clearing the land and expanding the scope of collection"; In addition, the burden of taxes and servitude, except for the government's need to collect rice and wheat, will be converted into silver taels, saving the cost of transportation and storage.The collection of taxes and services is directly handled by local officials, which avoids the disadvantage of eroding and distributing funds.

This memorandum was highly sought after by Yushi Qingliu, and the great Confucian Qin Lang even praised that "this policy is really a good plan to enrich the country and strengthen the army".Not surprisingly, however, this policy violated the interests of wealthy businessmen and gentry.The gentry no longer had the privilege of tax exemption, and taxes and labor were distributed according to the number of acres.More land and more taxes, less land and less taxes, no land and no taxes, no one is happy.For a while, the gentry all over the country, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, were trying to find ways to implore the people above to obstruct the reform.

However, it may be that the former officials were pecking at each other's hearts. This time, Emperor Hongwu was so decisive that he resolutely implemented the strategy of sinking in spite of those overt and secret obstructions.

After the first snowfall in the 26th year of Hongwu, reforms were carried out vigorously across the country.

Shen Yi has been busy since the implementation of the reform, and he can't take care of the affairs of the East Palace teaching staff. After the rare leisure, he and Xie Ling haven't seen each other for more than two months.

What is this man doing...

Shen Bing stood in front of the window, staring at the osmanthus trees wrapped in plain snow in the courtyard in a daze.The feeling of shame and joy before seemed to wrap him up again, making him fall into a state of fear and anxiety but also sweetness and helplessness.

Thinking that at the same time, Xie Ling, who was somewhere in the capital, was also looking out of the window at the silver-covered plain, Shen Ting's heart couldn't help but soften.

After a while, he finally gave up with a sigh, turned around and returned to the table, stretched out his hand to draw a piece of sketch paper, and picked up the pen.He bit his lip and looked at the white paper for a long while, the pinnae of his ears turned red, and finally the ink fell down.

Forget it, what are you trying to do...

If you want to know where he is and what he's doing, just ask.

One day later, in the early morning, the old servant delivered a reply note tinged with the fragrance of winter plums to his desk.

"When the sun sets over the West Ridge, the ravines are already dark.

Songyuesheng is cool at night, and the wind and spring are full of listening.

The woodcutter's desire to return is exhausted, and Yantosu is initially set.

The son is here for a night, and the lonely piano is waiting for the radish. ("Su Yeshi's mountain house waits for Ding to be too big", Meng Haoran)

The sun has set, and thousands of mountains are still.The pine moon is cool, and the wind spring is clear.The woodcutter has returned, and the birds are perched.

I want to ask you to come and stay overnight.Before you arrive, I will always be in front of the mountain road, playing the piano and waiting for you.

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Shen Bing walked on the snow along the lakeside.

Hub Garden is located in a mountain depression, and it is always cold early.In the 23rd year of Hongwu, when the maple leaves in the whole capital were still green and yellow, the hub garden already had the beautiful scenery of autumn maple fire.But it was only the end of October at this time, and a thin layer of snow fell two days ago, but the hub garden was already a crystal clear and beautiful scene.

The maid led him to the Qingfeng Pool Pavilion and retreated. Shen Yi stood in the porch, wrapped his clothes and raised his eyes to see no one. After searching for a long time, he saw a person standing on the frozen lake.On a gray day, he was wrapped in a light blue cloak, which almost merged with the icy lake.

"Let it go!" Shen Yan called out to him.

However, the man on the ice did not turn his head, thinking that he was too far away to hear him.

Shen Yan smiled helplessly, lifted his clothes and stepped over the fence, stepping on the ice.Although it was the beginning of winter, the lake was already frozen solid. It was not dangerous to walk on it, but it was a little slippery.Shen Yan slowly lifted the hem of his clothes, and walked towards the figure in the middle of the lake step by step.

Only when he got closer did he see clearly that a one-foot-square ice cave was dug out in front of Xie Jin. He held a fishing rod in his hand and put a wooden barrel by his feet. water waves.It wasn't until Shen Yan walked behind that he heard the movement, and when he turned around, he smiled in surprise.

"Why did you come so early?" He smiled, and pulled Shen Bing back to him, "I'm not ready yet."

Shen Bing was embarrassed to say that he came directly after he had placed the value. He coughed lightly and didn't answer, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Xie Qin said with a smile: "Two lake fish came up, drinking at night. I didn't expect that I haven't hooked a few of these fish yet. You arrived first, so let's go back."

Shen Yan was very curious to see this ice fishing, and wanted Xie Ling to fish for a while.But as soon as Xie Ling touched his cold fingers exposed outside the cloak, he insisted on pulling him away, and the two of them slowly returned back the same way carrying the wooden barrel containing only three small lake fish.

The second floor of Qingfeng Pool Hall has been tidied up, the French windows facing the lake are wide open, the floor is covered with thick wool felt blankets, and red-burning braziers are lit at the four corners. The lake is frozen.Both of them took off their shoes and socks, and stepped on the ground with bare feet. A maid moved into the tea table and tandoor and sat down on the ground.

Sake was warmed in the stove, and side dishes such as barbecued meat, salt-baked duck feet, broad beans, etc. were put on the table. Just now, a servant brought down the newly caught fish, and after a while, a stone pot about an inch in size came up.Put the pot on the earthen stove, simmer for more than half an hour and then uncover it. Suddenly, a strong fishy smell hits the nostrils, which is mouth-watering. Accompanied by a little taste of traditional Chinese medicine, you can even smell the sweetness of some rice wine .

At this time, the two of them had been drinking for a long time, and their bodies had already warmed up.Shen Yan leaned close to the stone pot and smelled it, and said with a smile: "What kind of tonic formula are you doing? Could it be that someone is going to confinement."

Xie Ling chuckled, waved back the maid who was going to serve the two of them, and put a bowl of milky fish soup in front of Shen Bi with a spoon in her hand, and said with a meaningful smile: "Well, it's for you."

Shen Bing was taken aback.It was obviously him who was joking just now, but at this time Xie Qin was staring at him so much, he blushed involuntarily, coughed lightly, picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

The mouthfeel is extremely delicious, the soup head is added with rice wine to taste, and the fishy smell of the fish is removed, and the mouth is full of aroma.

Xie Ling rested his chin and looked at Shen Bing as he sipped the soup, with a gentle smile on his mouth that he didn't even notice: "This is the prescription that the old Chinese doctor asked for. The stewed fresh fish from the frozen lake that was just made, and then Combined with a few medicinal herbs, it has the effect of soothing the liver and regulating qi. Didn’t you have trouble sleeping a while ago, food tonic is better than medicine tonic, let’s take it easy.”

"Cough, cough cough..." Shen Bing choked on a mouthful of soup.

"What's the matter?" Xie Qin straightened up, seeing his embarrassed expression, he asked, "Didn't you just rest bad a while ago? Do you have any other discomfort?"

Shen Yan waved his hands again and again, raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, only then could he suppress the embarrassment in his heart.

A small pot of fish is not too much, but it is just enough for two people to eat.After drinking the soup, the forehead was sweating, and the maid brought a plate of honey pomelo that was just right, the petals had been peeled like jade, and it was very pleasant to serve on the plate.Take a bite, the juice of the fresh fruit fills your mouth, and even the taste of the fish soup just now tastes sweeter.

The sky gradually turned dark, and the attendants in the Qingfeng Pool Pavilion retreated at some point, leaving only the two of them lying idle on the side of the large open terrace, overlooking the lake view.The dark blue night falls in the forest on the icy surface. There are no lights of the bustling world here, only a frozen snowy night and silence.The two of them seem to be hiding in the only orange wick in the world, and they can only cuddle up to each other.

Xie Jin dug out a guqin from nowhere, fiddled with his fingertips casually, and played intermittent tunes that he didn't know the name of.Shen Yan was wrapped in a large goose feather cloak, nestled in a stack of soft brocade pillows, staring at him blankly with his chin resting, wondering what he was thinking.

The wine he drank warmed up from his dantian, and the strings beside his ears were slowly stirring his nerves.He seemed to be lying in an endless sea of ​​reeds, the endless wood-colored branches and feathers swayed slightly, only the mischievous breeze gently rubbed the branches of the reeds against his cheeks.

He didn't know when he closed his eyes.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams.

When he woke up again, the lights in the room had been turned off, only the red charcoal in the stove was still emitting a dark red gleam.Unknowingly, heavy snow fell outside the large open terrace, and the snow fell silently, and everything was silent.The quiet and flying snowflakes were like the boundless reeds in his dream just now, and the dream and reality blended silently for a moment.In the sky that he couldn't see, there seemed to be a silver moon covering the mighty flying snow, and everything at this time exuded a magnificent splendor.

The windows are brighter when the lights are blown, and the moon shines on the snow all day. (Yuan Mu, "December Fifteen Night")

When Shen Bing opened his eyes, it suddenly seemed like a dream, and he didn't know what time it was or where he was.

Immediately, he felt a shallow breath on his neck by his side, he slowly raised his eyes, and met a pair of soft and bright almond eyes in the darkness.

Xie Ling didn't know how long he had been lying on his stomach looking at him. At this moment, the deep infatuation and concentration in his eyes had not been put away.The eyes of the two met in the dark, he blinked, and his almond eyes narrowed slightly to reveal a smile.He seemed to want to get closer, but he restrained himself, and in the end he just raised his hand to caress Shen Bing's forehead hair.

"You slept so deeply." He chuckled softly, "Like a child."

Shen Bing seemed to be a little confused after a deep sleep, watching him silently without making a sound.

Xie Qin looked at him, with a thousand layers of love in his heart, but also a thousand layers of restraint, calling him in a low voice: "Liangqing—"

Shen Yan suddenly raised his head and blocked the words behind him with his own lips.

Xie Ling only felt a "snap" in his head, and then he couldn't hear anything.

Is this reality?Or a dream?he thought bewilderedly.Is it because I am too obsessed and gone mad?

But Shen Bing's lips were lightly pressed against his lips, soft but cold, like rice cakes left outside for a long time in winter, he couldn't help but want to lick and nibble, but he was afraid of being abrupt .The two of them breathed each other's noses, their noses touched, and their lips and teeth were entangled, as if they could even give each other their own souls.

In the extreme panic, Xie Qin trembled slightly, supported Shen Bi's side face and neck with both hands, and gently lowered his head as if surrendering, and dedicated all his tenderness and love to him without reservation.

Outside, the snowy mountains and hills are dim and silent; inside the house they kiss each other, and their clothes and hair are entangled.

After an unknown amount of time, the two slowly separated and stared at each other.At that time, the silver light of Xueyue shone on their hair, as if they had turned white in an instant.

Xie Qin didn't dare to speak, afraid of breaking this too beautiful dream, afraid that if he made a sound, he would return to the lonely snowy night again.However, he couldn't restrain himself, eager to prove the truth of all this.

"Liangqing, you..." He choked up, not knowing what to ask.

what do you mean?Are you excited to kiss me?Or tease me?Or is it inappropriate not to do something beautiful on a beautiful day?still--

Xie Sanlang, who was galloping freely in the romantic arena in the capital, had countless panic and humble little thoughts at this moment.

But at this moment, Shen Yi spoke up.

The moonlight could not hide his smoky red ears, he bit his lower lip slightly, his eyes were a little dodged, he seemed a bit reluctant, but he still lowered his eyes lightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't drink those soothing drinks for me again from now on." fish soup."

Xie Ling was stunned.

"I..." Shen Yan let out a breath, closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Look at the sky at dawn and at the clouds at dusk..."

In fact, I think about you when I walk, and I think about you when I sit.

Like a thousand-mile long wind blowing to the south bank of the Lujiang River overnight, Xie Qin shook uncontrollably, pinching the hem of the clothes of the two of them, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, endless joy surged up.He let out a short breath, hugged the person in front of him into his arms, and buried his head again.

Thinking of you when you are walking, and thinking of you when you are sitting.

Well, why am I not?