Maoyoufang

The capital Fengdi is surrounded by mountains on all sides. It is also a capital with many waters. It was the ancient capital thousands of years ago.The Fengdi neighborhood is mainly in the shape of a chessboard. It is easy to find the neighborhood with a name, but there are also many hidden alleys.

Kuang Yi Fang occupies almost half of the area of ​​Mao You Fang. However, when it was first built, the entrance was hidden in the alleys. Therefore, if you want to invite artists from Kuang Yi Fang to perform outside, you often pass tickets through familiar teahouses.

Jiang Maoyou got up early in the morning, practicing swords outside the door before dawn, then went to the bathhouse to wash off his sweat, changed into clean clothes, and went to the outer garden of Kuangyifang to greet visitors.

Kuang Yifang Waiyuan is divided into four areas, namely Yuhua Building, Liuying Garden, Yanlai Waterside Pavilion, and Hongzang Pavilion.Generally, guests enjoy performances below the third floor of Yuhua Building. The fourth to sixth floors are wing rooms. Liuying Garden and Waterside Pavilion are places for outdoor performances to welcome guests. Hongzang is the secret wing room where artists entertain their guests in private. These are all in the Gaien and Zhongyuan.As for the left and right courtyards, they are places for rehearsals of singing and dancing, tea art, and drying books. There are also warehouses for collections, such as Shaoyu Pavilion.

Jiang Maoyou lives alone in the back garden, where there are also many warehouses for storage and storage of wine, but it is usually sparsely populated, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from intruding. At the beginning, a living spring was specially drawn to separate the back garden, and Feng Shui was used to create it. There is a small waterfall of dark money rolling in.

Every day when he walks across the small bridge, he always takes a look at the waterfall. Although it is an unknown sight, he named this small waterfall without authorization.This day Jiang Ziwu Guishui came, Jiang Maoyou prepared hot water for her to apply, and went to the front by himself.

The people who come to the workshop are all famous people, but in Jiang Maoyou's eyes, they are all good-looking people with red faces, covered with green-faced fangs and ghosts and snakes, with dirt hidden in their bones. Never softhearted.

Jiang Maoyou is usually dull, like an idiot, once he leaves the back garden and stands in front of people, changes into bright clothes and puts his long hair back, he looks mysterious and lazy, and his lifeless black eyes suddenly look like veils Deep and quiet, if there is a slight upward movement between the lips, it will make people silently leave an impression.

"Boss Hong and Master Gao, you two look very good today. Have you received any good business from the shop recently?" Jiang Maoyou didn't deliberately greet customers, and only started talking to customers when his eyes met him. After that, he would be responsible Artisans and apprentices go to say hello.

On weekdays, Jiang Maoyou has a set of inspection routes. He will show up to greet some regular customers at any time of day. It is basic to remember the name and face. Whoever speaks, clothes, and habits can't trouble him, so he just didn't check. How many swallows live under the eaves of whose house, and how many dog ​​holes are in which wall of whose house.He also plans to stop doing this business in the future, rewrite the gossip of various famous families, and sell it anonymously to major bookstores.

At about Moshen, a handsome young man walked into the workshop, and walked into Yuhua Building with a somewhat haughty attitude. He wore a sable fur around his neck, and although his frame was a little thin, he still showed the appearance of a rich man. Momentum comes.

Jiang Maoyou happened to be walking in the corridor on the second floor, condescendingly looking down at the stranger, and the faint smile deepened.He laughed in his heart and said, "Tu has arrogance, but he lacks something. Most likely it's cultural accomplishment. Maybe he's just a layman who uses money to make a fortune. That's great. It's a fat sheep. Let the brothers slaughter it well. Only finer slices of meat will be made."

The young man who was regarded as a fat sheep by Jiang Maoyou seemed to be on guard for something, and scanned the building with a fierce face, and asked in a loud voice, "Why is no one calling?"

Since there are generally no counters in the shop, naturally there is no shopkeeper to ask, but immediately someone came up to him and asked him: "What is the name of the young master? Here you can eat and drink as you like, enjoy music and dancing. If you want to be more comfortable, I can lead you to the place. Upstairs wing."

The one who got close was Yu Younian's man, who took his stage name according to the Twelve Laws, that man was called Tai Cuu, he was a tall and thin man with single phoenix eyes.

"My surname is Dou." The guest's voice was slightly hoarse, it was a natural voice, his tone was indifferent, and there was a bit of contempt in his eyes, but he still followed Tai Cui upstairs.

"So it's Mr. Dou. If you want to order anything, just tell me. My name is Tai Cuu."

"Where's your boss here?"

"My lord, why don't you order some food and drink first. It's cold and you can have some wine to warm yourself up. Tai Cui will invite the master to come over immediately."

"Um."

In fact, Jiang Maoyou has been following them not far or near. He likes fat sheep very much, but he is quite disgusted with the smell of sheep. But the rich man is an uncle, how could he be so stupid as to show displeasure? .

After intentionally letting Mr. Dou order some food and wine first, Jiang Maoyou and Tai Cu who came out of the wing met their eyes. He nodded to Tai Cu to show that he understood everything, and Tai Cu said with his mouth: "Hong Jian Fang Zhijiu." Jiang Maoyou then went to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Jiang Maoyou smiled lukewarmly, neither humble nor overbearing, and greeted: "Young Master Dou is really a rare visitor, is this table of wine and food still to your liking? Is there something wrong with those people?"

The man squinted his eyes to examine him, and after a while he said, "Are you the master here, Jiang Maoyou?"

"That's right. It seems that Mr. Dou is looking for me for something. Do you mind if I sit down too?"

"Sit down." He didn't even ask for a request. This person is really rude. Although most northerners have a straightforward temper, they are really not easy to provoke. It's not that Jiang Maoyou is afraid of trouble, but hates the feeling of being looked down upon.

"I heard that you, Kuang Yifang, have guests from all walks of life and even high-ranking officials. Even the eldest princess of the current dynasty is your friend. If you want to be a stable businessman in the capital, you should come here to visit the wharf with you first?"

Jiang Maoyou smiled wryly: "Kuang Yifang is just a place for people to have fun and relax, Mr. Dou, please don't treat me as some kind of scary local snake."

"It doesn't look like you, you're just a young man, you..."

Jiang Maoyou answered politely: "Next year, I will be sixteen, and once the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, I will be seventeen."

"..." The guest's face was obviously surprised, and a pair of slightly thinner phoenix eyes stared straight at Jiang Maoyou.

"Young Master Dou?"

"My name is Dou Xuemo. The owner of Cuiyatang is a store under the name of Tongyun Company. There are jade crafts, calligraphy and painting, porcelain, and antiques in the shop. They are exchanged, collected or bought and sold. I hope to have the opportunity to invite Jiang to be the owner in the future." Can you please take care of me.”

Jiang Maoyou felt a little unhappy, but with a slight smile on his face, he poured wine for Dou Xuemo and said with a smile: "You are too polite. I have made such a trip, how about today's table of wine and dishes as Mr. Dou's first visit to Fengdi Let’s welcome the wind banquet. But I, Jiang, am not so capable that I can give you some advice and suggestions. I’m just some Jianghu performers asking for some thin noodles to live in Beijing. If you have time, you can come to my place more often, so as not to The next time I see you, it will be strange again."

Jiang Maoyou's meaning is roundabout. To put it bluntly, I and my brothers are entertainers, and they want me to cover you before they receive any benefits. I'm so ridiculous.

This Dou Xuemo thought that he, Jiang Maoyou, would have to buy it if he came to have a face-to-face meeting!Although Dou Xuemo is older than him, but his mind is too simple, he looks through the cracks of the door and looks down on people.

Dou Xuemo didn't seem to be too lazy to talk to the young head Jiang, so he took a bite of food and chewed. Jiang Maoyou asked him what show he wanted to see, but he kept silent or shook his head, and finally glanced at Jiang Maoyou impatiently.

"Don't you have any female geisha here?"

Jiang Maoyou's smile didn't change, and he replied calmly: "Kuang Yifang is all male artists, and it will be inconvenient to manage if there are women."

"What are you good at at home?"

Jiang Maoyou sneered, and replied, "I know a little about everything, but I don't specialize in anything."

"Hmph, that's how it is."

"what?"

"Many years ago, Tong Dong's family said that Kuang Yifang changed hands and replaced a young new head. Maybe the scenery is not there, or it may rely on those famous teachers to support the scene. Jiang, you don't have any skills yourself, so you don't worry? Zhende Are those people living there? No wonder Dong Tong’s family joked that Kuang Yi Fang returns when the day is sleepy, and when the moon is full. It is inevitable that there will be losses, and please don’t pay too much attention to it, but before it becomes like that, you might as well consider visiting more Let’s take a walk around Yatang, maybe we can open up more customers.”

Dou Xuemo suddenly talked a lot, and all he said were belittling and hurtful words, but Jiang Maoyou still smiled without changing his face, and he had cut Mr. Dou several times in his heart.

"Young Master Dou's advice is really precious, and I will keep it in my heart." I said out of humility that I don't have any expertise. Don't you northern businessmen don't know what politeness is?It's really... Fortunately, Jiang Maoyou has a thick skin, no kind of cold butt can wear down his indestructible wooden skin.

"It's just that Kuang Yifang's Kuang does not mean loss, but An Shi. Mr. Dou also invites you to enjoy the wine and food in An Shi. Maybe you are not interested in singing and dancing, why don't I ask Mr. Yu and his disciples to play a few elegant songs for you?" happy."

"Alright."

As soon as Jiang Maoyou came out of the wing room, Yu Younian was already waiting outside, holding a piano in his arms, the two of them barely interacted with each other, their tacit understanding was so good that they just glanced at each other before passing by.When Yu Younian heard Tai Cu mention Dou Xuemo, he probably knew how Jiang Maoyou would deal with such a guest. He didn't speak when he entered the room, but just nodded slightly to salute, and then sat down in front of Liu An Wenying's screen.

Dou Xuemo saw that a man in plain clothes entered the room. He put the qin on the qin case calmly, stroked the surface of the qin with his long fingers as if whispering to the piece, and then plucked a low note, just like the whole Hongjian room The air in the air was shaking, the sound of the piano was clear, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

Dou Xuemo thought to herself that this person nodded and smiled at her just now, he should be the luthier who came to greet the guests, but now he is playing the piano with his eyes lowered as if in an egoless state, and he didn't say much.Strange to say, Dou Xue felt that she was left out, but felt much more at ease.

Yu Younian's music is getting faster, sometimes slow, and sometimes flexible, and the change of rhythm outlines a scene of the wind blowing and the leaves falling.At the end of the song rhyme, Dou Xuemo nodded and praised: "It's such a song of Wuye Wuqiufeng. There are so many songs with the same name, and it's mostly emotional, but this one sounds much more relaxed and calm. smell."

Yu Younian smiled slightly. Dou Xuemo was wondering why he didn't give his name, and then asked, "What should I call you?"

"My surname is Yu, and my first name is Hu. You can call me Yu Hu. I am a musician who teaches music in the Kuang Yifang. I am very skillful, and I am grateful to you for my praise."

Dou Xuemo had a much better impression of Yu Younian than Jiang Maoyou, and felt that he was a stable person, so Zhan smiled back at him: "You are too modest. I think the piano piece just now is beautiful, did you compose it?"

"Yes, my friends and I re-composed it. After all, in general banquet places, zithers are mostly used to entertain people. Guqin is for self-cultivation, just like drinking tea. You can only know the true taste of it when you drink it alone. But some special guests like to listen to the qin. I It is expected that Mr. Dou should also know the fun of the qin, so he came here without permission, and asked Mr. Dou to teach him."

In fact, Dou Xuemo didn't know much about Qin, but she used to be in contact with her boss when she was studying business, but now she was flattered by Yu Younian's pertinent words. I dare not take it. If I come again in the future, I hope you can find time to play the piano for me."

Afterwards, Yu Younian went to the Hongzang Pavilion in Zhongyuan to find Jiang Maoyou and narrated his observations on this stranger. Jiang Maoyou was continuing to reconcile the accounts, quickly dialing the abacus with one hand, and flipping through the account books with the other. Lang Qingchi stood by and answered Jiang Maoyou's questions at any time , Quite a family style.

"You are here." Lang Qingchi reminded, Jiang Maoyou had recognized the musician's footsteps, and said at the same time: "Sit on the side first. I'll be fine in a while."

After a while, Jiang Maoyou poured tea for Yu Younian himself. In fact, he and these big brothers had a conflicted relationship. When they were practicing arts, they were all his masters, but when they opened the door for business, he was the head of Jiang's family, and everyone was under his management.It was a little awkward at first, but Jiang Maoyou and the others got used to it.

At this moment, Jiang Maoyou was speaking as the head of the house, adding tea was just a small gesture he didn't consciously do, Yu Younian didn't say anything, and started chatting after receiving the tea, Lang Qingchi tidied up the account books, and said, "I'm going to Qianyuan." Opened the door and left.

"Dou Xuemo is a good fat sheep." Jiang Maoyou picked up a piece of fried Jinxuan tender leaf cake on the plate, and raised the corners of his mouth with great interest.

"He has some background to be the boss of the elegant hall. I deliberately took the qin of Heming Qiuyue to play the music. He only commented on the music and ignored the qin. It stands to reason that as he is, he should understand the value of this qin. There are nine virtues. It contains the diseases of three excesses and four deficiencies, but Dou Xuemo didn't even glance at it."

The nine virtues of the qin are strange, ancient, transparent, quiet, smooth, round, clear, uniform, and fragrant, all of which refer to the characteristics of the sound of the qin. Among them, the three real and four empty are even, that is, the seven strings are clear, round and balanced.First of all, Zhang Haoqin has nine virtues, and if all nine virtues are excellent, it is mostly a famous piano.

Jiang Maoyou chewed the crispy snacks, thinking: "Will he deliberately pretend that he doesn't understand, and make us lose our minds?"

Yu Younian couldn't help laughing, and replied: "It's because you are too thoughtful. I don't think that kid has deep experience in the world. Although he has a lot of knowledge from traveling with Tong Yuguang, his understanding and city skills are far behind yours. Lang Qingchi also said , Be careful that some of us old people will be tricked by you in their later years."

Jiang Maoyou nodded and sneered: "Yes, it's my job to make you afraid. Well, don't just talk about me, talk about the surname Dou."

"I myself wonder why Tong Yuguang would send such a person here. He may know about antique calligraphy and painting, but he is not familiar with it. Take my Qin as an example. This is a Guqin left over from previous dynasties. The piano is made of high-quality ancient fir wood. There are traces of inscriptions and poems written by four famous masters on the body of the piano, and there are almost no flaws. If he is not pretending, then I am sure he has no interest in studying musical instruments, but he can I can guess four or five points of the rhyme, but it is a pity that he is a person who purely loves martial arts, when he holds the cup, he has calluses on his hands, there are some light scars around the phalanx and ears, and the rest of the skin is too dense to be clear."

Jiang Maoyou listened carefully, and he had a rough idea of ​​Dou Xuemo's background in his heart. He smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps Cui Yatang has found other cultural relics circulated by high-quality supervisors. This Dou Xuemo is only in charge of managing them." Humans only feel that this kind of music and dance entertainment is arty, and they don't have the heart to study it deeply. That's good, it gives people like us a chance to take advantage of the loopholes, hehehe, if he comes in the future, he will greet him in the way he likes. Yes Alright, you tell Wushe to go around the Cuiya Hall more recently, and pay attention to any special people coming in and out there.”

"Okay." Yu Younian stood up, turned around as if thinking of something, and said, "It would be great if he wants to learn the piano. He knows a little about the rhythm of the piano, and he can be regarded as a man who understands elegance."

Jiang Maoyou rolled his eyes, and teased him: "Isn't it enough for you to have Zhu Jinrong as a bosom friend? Fat sheep is not for teaching, but for slicing, slice it with oily meat, brother Younian, there are very few people in the world who are like a qin, There is no such thing as an ideal saint."

Yu Younian glanced at him coldly, and argued, "Jin and I are bosom friends, so don't use that kind of ambiguous tone to tease people."

Jiang Maoyou sticks out his tongue and crosses his eyes, makes a grimace, and drives people away, then picks up a pen to scan quickly, makes a list for a long time, invites the little boy who is still practicing dancing in Zhongyuan, and asks him to hand it over to Lang Qingchi for purchase.

At night, when Jiang Maoyou went back to Houyuan, Jiang Ziwu didn't know where he was going, and he didn't come back until late at night. Jiang Maoyou sat in the outer hall and dozed off with his face propped up.Jiang Ziwu came back from the back door with a small lantern in his hand, and entered quietly. A little movement still woke Jiang Maoyou up, and he asked angrily, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Ziwu pursed his lips and smiled, walked in front of him, holding the fried rice wrapped in bamboo leaves in his hand, and said, "I'll bring it back for you to eat."

"Little brother, I also want to thank you. You didn't forget to bring me some snacks when you entered the palace. It's a pity that I still prefer Qin's cooking skills. You bothered."

Jiang Ziwu pouted and complained: "He kindly brought you something to eat, don't speak sourly, my sister knows you are worried about me, so I'm back."

"You..." Jiang Maoyou was a little moved by the fragrant fried rice, but he still asked with a sullen face: "I clearly remembered that you, Guishui, lied to me again these days. It turned out that you secretly entered the palace to see me." Is it human?"

"I haven't heard from the eldest princess for a long time. I'm worried that she's in trouble. Her mother and concubine have sworn friendship with our father and mother, so I always help her..."

"Her mother and concubine have died long ago, okay? It's a temporary expediency to be married or not. You don't like that person after talking so much."

Jiang Ziwu opened the bamboo leaves by himself, found bowls and chopsticks, and force-fed them into his brother's mouth one by one. He blocked his words and rushed to explain: "Yes, I just like it. In order to survive, a prince must pretend to be a good prince." Princess Cheng is already very pitiful, why don't you have any sympathy!"

"Hey, the biggest difference between me and my sister is that I have no conscience, sister, I'm really worried about you."

"I only care about people I like."

Jiang Maoyou snorted coldly with disdain: "If you fall in love with someone you shouldn't love, you don't know how they will be used. You have given enough, and the people surnamed Li don't need us, so let them figure out the result by themselves. But if there are any What a windfall, don't forget to let me make a fortune."

Annoyed, Jiang Ziwu stuffed the rice into his mouth, stared at him and said, "Why are you so selfish!"

"I'm doing it for your own good." He paused, and then asked later, "You...really in love with him? Didn't you realize that he is an ambitious person?"

"Love is love, what is true and false!"

"Hmph, you'll regret it in the future."

Jiang Ziwu chewed the rice hard, and asked, "What do you regret?"

"Because I don't believe that kind of person will have love. If you fall in love with him, you will definitely regret it."

"Regret is still love. What's more, if you love, you will not regret it. I don't ask him for anything in return. There is no result between us. This is also destined."

"There is no unrequited love in this world. Feelings are mutual, and human nature is selfish. Sister, who can tell the difference between you and me?"

Jiang Ziwu was at a loss for words.

"Li Yanmu is coming tomorrow, why don't I block it for you."

Jiang Ziwu was silent for a long time, Jiang Maoyou had already made the bed for her, and she heard her in front: "Maoyou, if he only knows you, he is willing to treat you well, even if there is no Jiang Ziwu in the world, it doesn't matter. Back then, our parents asked us to be alone I used to complain about living with one identity, but later I found that this kind of anonymous life is very comfortable. I can go out and do what I like at any time, but you have to bear the burden of two people at the same time. That's why I hope, If I give you some of my own happiness──」

"Enough." Jiang Maoyou shouted to stop with a displeased face, he walked to the front hall, led Jiang Ziwu into the room and said, "You are tired, you should rest early."

"younger brother."

Jiang Maoyou frowned, squinted at her and said, "I don't care if you give me alms. You live your life, and you can leave whenever you want."

"We have hardly been separated since we were born..."

"Sister, I never thought of tying you up. I wish to block all disasters for you. As long as you treat me well, this is called selfless love. You are my only relative, but everyone in Kuang Yifang is My family, so I am willing to live with them here. If you are tired, go away and live a leisurely life far away, but don’t say that self-righteous thing to me.”

Tears welled up in Jiang Ziwu's eyes, he bit his lip and turned to close the door, a muffled voice came from the door: "I'm sorry. Maoyou, I'm sorry."

Jiang Maoyou smiled wryly. He actually didn't want to be so cruel to her, but some things had accumulated for a long time, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't vent a little bit.He knew that his sister didn't leave. At first, it was really because he couldn't bear the relationship between his sister and brother, but later Jiang Ziwu stayed because of Li Yanmu. Although he was the eldest princess, it was actually a disguise of the second prince.

It's okay to be used by his own sister, but he has to face it together with his sister, Li Yumu's hot and cold attitude, and those increasingly obvious... ambiguous.

Jiang Ziwu knew in her heart that this was too selfish, she had no right to say Jiang Maoyou, but she couldn't stop, couldn't control it, she wanted to get close to Li Yumu, even though Li Yumu couldn't tell who their siblings were, from beginning to end he only thought that Jiang Maoyou was the only one in the world .

***

The Jin Dynasty was a dynasty with an open and diverse social atmosphere, and there were many foreigners serving as officials in the dynasty. There were more descendants of mixed blood in Kyoto. Shijun is actually the emperor's male concubine.

Same-sex love is not uncommon in the Jin Dynasty, but the folks are mostly conservative on the surface, but it is also very common for artists to enter the palace to perform and meet princes and nobles, and have dewy marriages.The eldest prince and the fourth prince often go to Xiuyuan to have fun. Others do not leave the palace, but there are also a group of artists in their own mansion. Speaking of it, the eldest princess is quite low-key, and only goes to Kuangyi every three months. Once in the square, if you meet privately, find another place to have a private meeting with Jiang Ziwu.

At the end of this summer, Jiang Maoyou began to notice that Li Zhenmu's behavior and speech towards him had changed.Although there was a female emperor in the Jin Dynasty, it is difficult for a woman to ascend to the throne after all. Li Yumu's mother and concubine raised her son as a daughter because she was worried that her son would be poisoned.Jiang and his wife were imprisoned and died because of party disputes, as did Li Yumu's mother and concubine. Since then, Jiang's siblings have become one of the objects that the eldest princess relies on.

Jiang Maoyou is actually a person who values ​​affection. Because he values ​​affection and knows that his heart is dead, he does not give easily. It is Jiang Ziwu, not him, who is willing to let Li Yanmu rely on him.However, it doesn't matter if it's Jiang Ziwu or him, in the eyes of outsiders, it's just Jiang Maoyou.

"Maoyou, what do you want?" Li Yumu was wearing men's clothing, men's clothing was also popular among women in the Jin Dynasty, but men's clothing was less for fear of revealing his secrets, but when he had a private meeting with Jiang Maoyou outside Bieyuan, he mostly wore men's clothing.

Jiang Maoyou was lying on a screen couch in the garden. The garden was in the middle of the lake. It was specially set up by Li Yumu for him. He said it was for viewing flowers, but he secretly enjoyed it during the day.

"I'm thinking, you're getting more and more diligent, it's really scary." Jiang Maoyou pushed the big hand on his waist, propped his chin and looked at the lake.

Li Yumu wanted to hug him, the two were naked, only their robes barely covered each other's private places, and their long legs were still leaning on each other.Li Yumu smiled a bit complicated, hooked his neck and kissed his cheek, coaxing: "Why are you afraid of me?"

"Your ancestor is a dragon, so you can control the overall situation. Your father is a bear, and you can still control the whole situation. You are a tiger."

"What's wrong with the tiger?" Li Yumu pressed him down domineeringly, without hiding the desire in his eyes.

"Not much. But it's just scary, Li Yingmu."

Li Yumu kissed him slightly roughly, and ordered with serious eyes: "You are not allowed to call out your full name. You know that I hate that, but you are really a person who makes people love and hate you. That look of being cold and cold made me once I thought you were playing hard to get, but you really don't care about me now, looking at your indifferent eyes makes me want to swallow you up."

Jiang Maoyou snorted amusedly, there was no warmth in his eyes, but he smiled happily.He just thought it was funny, it wasn't that he was hot and cold, because he was the one who was cold, and Jiang Ziwu was the one who was hot, but this man never suspected their siblings at all.

"Swallow it, if you can swallow it, then swallow it. But, Yu Mu, if you don't spit out what you can't swallow, you will die."

"What are you hinting at me?"

"Someday..."

Li Zhenmu lowered his body and listened to his words: "Huh?"

"If I can come back from the dead, you must grant my wish before I died."

"Don't talk nonsense! How could you die, what nonsense!"

Jiang Maoyou wrapped his arms around his neck fawningly, rubbed his lips against his temple and said with a smile: "Promise me, okay?"

"Maoyou!"

"Yu Mu, promise me. You won't promise me everything, but this is all I ask for."

"As long as your wish doesn't endanger the country, it's up to you. But why do you want to die?"

Jiang Maoyou raised his eyebrows: "Just to say, I didn't say I'm going to die. Hey, you move a little bit, it's very uncomfortable to be stuck like this. Princess, uh, hahaha..." He deliberately called him princess, which caused a burst of itch in his lower body Unbearable pain, being hugged with pleasure and joy, under the man Cheng Huan.

Jiang Maoyou didn't care. In fact, this kind of thing was a bit uncomfortable at first, but he enjoyed it if he found the trick. Although he was hurt by Li Yumu, he secretly resented him for a long time.As long as his sister is innocent, he will never let anyone touch Jiang Ziwu, including this guy in front of him.

The two of them were tired of spending half a day in the garden in the middle of the lake, and Jiang Maoyou was made sleepy. He finally checked the books the night before, but he couldn't sleep well. Today he has to deal with this fake princess and real prince.Fortunately, he was young, taking advantage of Li Yanmu's ecstasy to sprint, he took the opportunity to take a nap, frowned and hummed a few times, and then he did not hide it.

The love mentioned by these people in front of the palace and masters is conditional, that is, only when they do not endanger themselves, they will get close and treat others kindly as if they are kind.It's sad to say, but the love and affection that this kind of people can understand is almost like this. Jiang Maoyou feels that as long as he can see clearly, there is nothing to care about.

He himself doesn't care for any love, but physical pleasure is quite good.This Li Yumu is as tall and thin as Jiang Maoyou, but he is not like Jiang Maoyou who often practices sword dancing and stretches his muscles and bones. His body is not as flexible and slender as Jiang Maoyou, and his body is getting thicker and stronger. People are suspicious, after all, most of Da Jin are tall women with long hands and long feet.

Jiang Maoyou caressed Li Yumu's back muscles, feeling his increasingly rough texture with his fingertips, and joked: "I don't think you will have many days to act like a girl."

Li Yumu's eyes darkened, and he stared at him with a sullen face.

"Don't worry." Jiang Maoyou chuckled, "I'm not stupid enough to fight a tiger, but I can fight a wolf, hehehe."

Li Yumu only thought that he agreed to his ambition and stood in the same camp as himself, bowed his head and kissed his lips, and the complicated desires entangled made him even more reluctant to let go of Jiang Maoyou.

Since the relationship with Li Yumu has progressed to this point, Jiang Maoyou has deliberately created an atmosphere of exchange of interests. He wants Li Yumu to think that the relationship between them is based on interests, and gradually replace emotional fetters. This is his secret scheming.One is that he blamed Li Yanmu for dragging his sister into the water, so he deliberately reversed the situation and got close physically, but the relationship faded.Furthermore, Jiang Maoyou is selfish. He is really afraid that he will lose his sister in the future, so it is better to act first.

"Xu Mu, are you going back to the palace?"

"Yeah." Li Yanmu put on his clothes and reached out to Jiang Maoyou: "You want me to carry you into the boat?"

Jiang Maoyou looked at him with a smile, pursed the corner of his right lip and jokingly said, "Think of me as a delicate woman. I can walk on my own, and you don't need to chase people away."

"I didn't chase you away."

"Xu Mu, remember everything we said today."

Li Yanmu smiled, lowered his eyebrows and reprimanded lightly with a dark face: "Sometimes you are really confusing."

"I've inserted it all and still can't figure it out?"

"Don't talk so vulgarly. It will be annoying."

Jiang Maoyou smiled more happily, and replied: "You like me vulgar, don't you? Especially the way I bark."

"...I'll come back to you in a few days." Li Yumu walked away with a sullen face, ignoring Jiang Maoyou's interested and malicious face behind him. Sometimes he felt as if there were two Maoyous in the world, one preferred to be bored with himself and please himself, and the other One let himself get close with a bit of malicious teasing.

Li Yumu returned to the shore in a small boat, and said with a sullen expression: "One day I will get you, and hold you firmly in the palm of my hand."

Jiang Maoyou was still half-naked, his crotch and the corners of his clothes were wet, so he lazily fished clean clothes from the side table and changed into them, thinking: "Is it because I am also a man that I don't know the importance? Chick , Fortunately, we only met once in a long time, although the process was very enjoyable, but after the end, it was still a toss, uh, my back is sore.”

Fortunately, he loves to play and enjoy, but he is not a person who actively seeks pleasure and indulges in lust. Even if he likes the cooking of Qin Chef, he will not ask Qin Siyuan to make things for him to taste all day long. Maybe he can barely be said to be happy with the situation.

Dressed in a smoky white shirt and a gray-black belt, Jiang Maoyou lifted his breath and swept ashore. When he lowered his head, he found that the hem of his clothes was stained with the humidity of the lake, and he was annoyed secretly: "It's not that I'm unfamiliar with light work, it's that my legs are weak just now. Chick."

The one who came to pick up Jiang Maoyou was a woman, Cheng Xiang, who was the dancer he taught.Although there are no female artists in Kuang Yifang, Jiang Maoyou will go to clubs and workshops with friendship to teach dance in person. These friendly workshops also allow geisha to communicate or help each other.

"Brother Jiang, the businesswoman from Xiying wants to see your water sleeve. She is still in our Xiuyuan." The older apprentices all call him Master Jiang, but for those who are similar in age or younger, he stipulates that they have to change their address. , so some of them called him Brother Jiang.

"Why do you let the girl's house go there? The Xiying girl is really unrestrained." Jiang Maoyou smiled, and replied, "You go and bring her to Kuang Yifang."

"Brother Jiang..."

"You know I don't know how to dance outside except for teaching, what? Afraid that I will grab business? She is a woman, woman, okay, you even do business with women now, don't you? Princess Hanlin loves it Yours, huh?"

Cheng Xiang had an aggrieved expression, but was speechless.

"Stop talking. My brother only reads a few words when he hurts you. Don't think about it. Go get someone."

"Okay. Brother, are you arguing with the eldest princess? I saw her face was very bad just now."

"I have such a good temper, who do you think I can quarrel with?" He smiled and waved her away: "Don't worry about it, you can go."

Just as Cheng Xiang was about to leave, Jiang Maoyou called out again: "Did you forget to tell me something?"

She paused and patted her forehead and replied: "I almost forgot. Brother Jiang, artist Liang said he didn't have many days to come. In order to thank you for taking care of him, he said that he would hand over all the paintings around him to you. Even pens and inks. I entrust you to take care of it, if something happens to Master Liang, please ask Kuang Yi Fang to clean it up again.”

Jiang Maoyou nodded and smiled, very satisfied. "Okay, I will definitely go, in person."

Cheng Xiang is still young, so she is mostly a little girl who is taken care of by others. She likes Jiang Maoyou very much, but seeing his gentle and beautiful smile just now, she felt a bit chilly.This young man's thoughts were not suitable for his age, he seemed to have other plans, and he showed such a calm and leisurely expression when he heard that Painter Liang was about to die, it was a little scary.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, Jiang Maoyou narrowed his expression slightly, lowered his eyes and said, "What are you doing, silly head." After half-joking, Cheng Xiang left in a hurry.He murmured again: "This head is not stupid, it's just a little blunt."