Maoyoufang

At the end of autumn, many art dealers and collectors came to participate in the calligraphy and painting bidding of Kuang Yifang. The bidding place was in Yanlai Waterside Pavilion. Written by friends of Liang Yan and some famous artists.

Many people are trying to show the face of Kuang Yifang, but they can find that Jiang Maoyou even some people are willing to give him face. People who used to look down on Jiang Maoyou suddenly changed their minds and wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor.However, all the guests were led to the Yanlai Waterside Pavilion to wait, but Jiang Maoyou was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Mingfeng came not too early and not too late. He saw other colleagues present, whether they were familiar or unfamiliar, they had something to chat with.Discussion among the guests, the atmosphere is not deserted, and some people who want to bid or represent the bid also shuttled among them.Some people from far away want to bid for paintings but cannot be there in person, so they will hire others to bid on their behalf. There are many artists from Kuang Yi Fang who bid for regular customers, including buyers who do not want to reveal their identities.

Wushe had just quit smoking and looked a little haggard, but he also wanted to join in the fun. Accompanied by Fang Chuan, he chatted with some regular customers. Wu She patted Fang Chuan on the shoulder and said to him: "Can you go get me some sweet-scented osmanthus wine?" Come on, Master Wu and Master Zhou are not used to ordinary tea."

Fang Chuan didn't think much, nodded in agreement, and ran to get the wine with a smile.

They were sitting in a secret space separated by a screen in the waterside pavilion. Wushe suddenly said to the two officials mysteriously: "My lords, this autumn auction is quite a big one. It is true that Liang Weng's calligraphy and painting are the main ones, but during the mixed with fakes."

The two officials who heard this were stunned, the surnamed Wu laughed dryly and said, "Wu She, what are you talking about?"

"That's right, I heard that you were punished by Jiang's family for committing some crimes a while ago. Didn't you deliberately use the problem to make a fuss and try to drag you down? If you are this kind of person, then I have misjudged you."

Wushe quickly clarified: "Actually, I was punished because I talked too much. I was punished by the family not to leave Kuang Yifang, but now there is always one or two less victims. Both of you should know a few seals of Liang Weng, The imitation painting in the master’s hand is stamped with a certain seal, so when you bid later, you should keep your eyes open and recognize it clearly.”

The two officials still insisted that they believed in Jiang Maoyou, and they would stop talking nonsense if there was no shot, but once such rumors spread, the listeners would feel uncomfortable, and naturally they would not be able to bid vigorously for certain items.

Wu She was not the only one who spread rumors like this. Seeing that the time was approaching, Tong Yuguang and Dou Xuemo had just arrived at the gate of Kuang Yifang, and they brought a accountant with them.The three of them were stopped outside the door, and Dou Xuemo choked impatiently: "We are also registered guests, why can't we enter?"

Yu Younian came out when he heard Dou Xuemo's voice, nodded and smiled at the two of them, and then said to Tong Yuguang, "Do you have an invitation card?"

"Invitation..." Tong Yuguang hesitated, and Yu Younian continued to explain: "Our master sent a cold golden note to every guest who will come to the autumn auction, that is the invitation."

"Ah." Tong Yuguang chuckled softly, smiled helplessly, and then took out the piece of paper from his sleeve. He originally thought that Jiang Maoyou's piece of paper was just for fun.

Yu Younian took the paper, his eyes froze for a moment, he quickly regained his composure, and said with a smile: "Please follow me." It's not that Yu Younian has never seen Jiang Maoyou's bad habit of graffiti, but how to give such things to guests, he is calm Scolding Jiang Maoyou under the skin, you really are a jerk.

Tong Yuguang asked Yu Younian for the way to go. In fact, he didn't want to relieve himself, but he was afraid that he would have to bother to negotiate with someone who recognized his appearance. If he wanted those calligraphy and paintings, he would have a way to get them in the future. It's a question, but what he cares about is Jiang Maoyou's intentions.

The reason why Dou Xuemo stayed at Yanlai Waterside Pavilion was that simple people can handle such complicated situations very well, so Tong Yuguang didn't worry too much, not to mention that he was accompanied by Cui Yatang's tent.

Almost everyone gathered at Yanlai, either guarding the paintings, or going in and out of the gate, back door, or side door of Kuang Yi Fang.Tong Yuguang walked casually, but he didn't see anyone stopping him. When he got a little lost, he wanted to ask someone, but found that he came to a place with few people.

Tong Yuguang has seen a lot of gardens with rockery and flowing water. Some wealthy businessmen even built lakes and curved corridors in their homes, but he heard the sound of clear water, and walked along to find a waterfall behind the small bridge. There is a quiet and unique courtyard in the depths, the atmosphere is so good that people think that there are immortals living in it.

The sound of the waterfall is pleasant, which can isolate the hustle and bustle of the world.Tong Yuguang paused for a while, and found a thin and slender figure standing in front of him, it was the back of a familiar young man.The young man was dressed in white clothes like floating clouds, and his long sleeves fell between his elbows like torrents of water. He was holding a pure white mask, and in his hand were a few old rabbit brushes, the nibs of which were stained with red, gold, and other colors of paint.

"If there is form, there is spirit, and if there is spirit, it enters the soul. I will take a moment to enjoy myself. In autumn, I will sacrifice beasts and offer sweet springs." The young man said while writing, and quickly brushed a few arcs on the mask, the corners of the eyes, the bridge of the nose, etc. Dyeing the golden red, the pure white mask suddenly seemed to have life, and he did it easily, and the facial makeup was completed in one go.

The young man is Jiang Maoyou. He adjusts the strap of the mask, and an autumn butterfly flies over, attracting Jiang Maoyou's attention.He turned his head with a smile, stretched out his hand and half-raised it, the autumn butterfly was willing to perch on his fingertips, like a butterfly hugging an autumn flower, leaning against his fingertips for warmth.

"It's so cute." He said with gentle movements, and moved the autumn butterfly on his finger to admire: "The stinging insect is salty, bowing its head and refusing to eat, why are you still so energetic?" While laughing with the butterfly, Jiang Maoyou wondered Pursing her lips and frowning, she looked back and saw Tong Yuguang in surprise.

Tong Yuguang greeted him generously, and explained, "I'm lost."

"Lost? It's the same. Okay, I'll take you back." Jiang Maoyou waved Qiudie goodbye with a smile, and walked in front of Tong Yuguang with a mask in hand.Tong Yuguang didn't mind being called an autumn butterfly, he was still in the dreamlike scene in his heart just now, he felt that the man just now was not like the Jiang Maoyou he saw outside, the way he spoke to that butterfly was pure and lovely .

Jiang Maoyou was sullen in his heart. He really didn't like people coming to the back garden to disturb him. No one was allowed, but he didn't get angry because he was concerned about other people's face. He just felt the need to make another statement, so he said seriously: "Boss Tong , Just now, it was actually a place where outsiders were not allowed to enter or leave. No, even the people in the workshop will not enter and leave freely in the back garden, so... next time you want to visit somewhere in the workshop, just tell them, so that you will not will get lost again."

"Sorry, I offended you, I apologize."

"Well, um...thank you for your understanding." Jiang Maoyou didn't expect him to admit his mistakes so generously, and it was a bit awkward for him to care about it like this.

"Your mask is so funny."

"Before the auction, a performance for everyone."

"Are you acting?"

Jiang Maoyou turned his head to look at him, smiled, and said, "Yes. You haven't seen it before. Please advise, but don't be too strict. I have been busy with chores this year, and I am unfamiliar with dancing and so on."

"No. You dance as you please, and we enjoy watching, so there's nothing to be picky about."

"Actually, you are laughing at me from the bottom of your heart, don't you want to be a little entertainer, and imitate your parents to show off the world, do business, and use scheming?" Jiang Maoyou mentioned these things, but compared to just now, he said calmly: "Maybe There is no other choice, but this is the only time in life. If you try it, even if it fails, you can still taste it. This life is not in vain. Life is suffering, half-dream and half-awake. I am actually very afraid of death, but living is equally scary. I don’t know where I am. I don’t know where I’m going, I’m at a loss…”

"Maoyou."

The young man came back to his senses and sneered: "I'm talking nonsense, forget it. The Yanlai Water Pavilion is ahead, you go along this corridor, I have to confirm some things, I won't go with you."

Tong Yuguang looked at Jiang Maoyou's back, it seemed that the boy seemed to be on the run, as long as he realized that he was lax about the outside world, he quickly armed himself, even if the surface was too bright to be seen, he didn't know how many layers of defense he had in his heart.He suddenly felt that Jiang Maoyou's life was really pathetic, how did this child live, he had to push himself to this point...

Where is the other person with the same appearance as Maoyou?Could it be a dream, but it is impossible.

Tong Yuguang sat down, poured a glass of thin wine with Dou Xuemo and smiled at each other, the latter pretended to be angry: "Where have you been for so long?"

"A little lost."

"Oh... I thought you went to steal the painting. The accountant went to relieve himself. He just came back and said he didn't see you, and now he went out again and said he wanted to find you."

"Stealing paintings? Don't be ridiculous." Tong Yuguang said slowly, and said in a low voice, "It's interesting to burn incense in the corner."

"What?" Dou Xuemo sniffed, and said, "It smells like I've smelled it before."

"Once upon a time, my hometown incense shop sold a kind of herb, which was the fragrant flower picked from Huasanling. It was mixed with another kind of herb to make incense, which can cheer people up, but the amount of mixing is not good. One room, one person, one incense, burning this kind of incense in a crowded place like this, it is easy to interact with the breath exhaled by people, and make all the creatures present excited."

"Ah, heavenly grass!" Dou Xuemo opened her eyes wide: "Isn't that a poisonous weed? This overdose will be addictive, who is it──"

Tong Yuguang put his index finger between his lips, pulled him to sit down, and said in a low voice: "Probably someone wants everyone to lose their minds when they bid, so if you smell it like this, you won't be addicted, just smell it often."

Dou Xue couldn't get angry, and cursed: "I heard that Jiang Maoyou severely punished the artists here because they were addicted to drugs. Why did he use tobacco to burn incense himself! Jiang Maoyou is really unkind and despicable."

Tong Yuguang knew that Dou Xuemo had distinct likes and dislikes, but when he heard the word despicable from him, he felt that it was too harsh and extreme, so he smiled wryly.

"It's because you are too pure and clean." It really lives up to its name, alas.

Dou Xuemo couldn't say enough, grabbed his sleeve and chewed his lips, saying, "Yuguang, let me tell you, don't let that kid surnamed Jiang fool you. I heard that some of the paintings are fakes."

"Oh." Tong Yuguang answered absent-mindedly.

"I said, some of the pictures in this booklet are imitations!"

The lover refused to give up, so Tong Yuguang could only pretend to be surprised: "Really."

"But just now the accountant asked me not to expose it until you come back."

"Then let's wait and see."

"You..." Dou Xuemo pointed at him angrily, unable to think of what to scold.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Tong Yuguang secretly kissed his finger, and said with a smile: "If you are afraid that someone will be harmed, I will mark all the imitations."

"It can't be done like this."

"Rumors are just rumors. How do you decide that those are imitations? Sometimes it is more clear and decisive to ask the person involved to confirm it faster, and directly ask the other party to explain it?"

"I don't have time to ask more questions. It's already started, and the accountant is back."

Several people opened the windows of the water pavilion, and they could see the shimmering water surface carefully. There are winding stone paths in the water, but the stones are smooth and smooth, not for people to cross the water, but only for landscape.

However, Jiang Maoyou was wearing a golden-red face mask and standing in the middle of the stone path with his sleeves on his upper body. His hands were folded and bent to one side in an arc. His sleeves were hanging straight down, standing still.Every time the special banquets and events of Kuang Yi Fang, there will always be a performance like this at the beginning of the show. Regular customers are very familiar with it and appreciate it quietly.

Jiang Maoyou suddenly moved and turned around in a circle. There was a hidden strength between the movement and the stillness. This was not a slender woman's sleeve dance, but a phantom of vigorous pine and flying like stars.

The sound of the qin came from the pavilion not far away, and a man sang: "The flowers bloom in the cold, and the butterflies dance in autumn. When the wind comes, the flowers are exhausted, and the butterflies fall in the bushes. The two feathers pass through the flowers, but the passion is insignificant. There are no cranes and pine trees." , Thousands of years and dreams come back. The wind makes the flowers and leaves wither, and the flowers are not as light as butterflies..."

Tong Yuguang heard the overtones, and murmured: "Butterfly loves flowers, cranes live in pine trees, smells like each other, and birds of a feather flock together. Everything has its own place, but you can't find it."

He suddenly understood what Jiang Maoyou was thinking.Although these paintings have lost their owner Liang Yan, they will become increasingly rare after that, and even become priceless and cherished.In the same world, Jiang Maoyou felt that he was inferior to Liang Weng's paintings. He made many choices for others, but he couldn't choose what he wanted, because he didn't know what he wanted at all, or he thought he had nothing at all. beg.

"Jiang Maoyou, you are pathetic. You are both greedy and blind." To say you are blind is not necessarily true, but you are just a silly child who seeks the sharpest corners.Tong Yuguang laughed softly after thinking it through, and Dou Xuemo kept looking at him, frowning deeper and deeper.

"Yuguang, you have become very fond of smiling like this recently."

"Why am I laughing?"

"You have a mysterious smile. You used to tell me everything you thought, but recently you only care about yourself and don't want to say a word to me. That feels really annoying."

"I'm laughing at Jiang Maoyou."

Dou Xuemo's face turned cold, showing no interest.

"Look, I told you that you didn't want to hear it, so I didn't mention it."

"I don't want to hear it." Dou Xuemo felt that it was a bit funny to overreact, and looked at the scene in front of him in relief, and said, "It's not that he has no specialization. He often let me go back at night... Huh snort."

Dou Xuemo looked at the dancers who danced softly, paused, and danced softly, and laughed: "I should have found out earlier, some people are humble and hateful if they are not sincere, hypocritical." But he cannot deny that, I really admire Jiang Maoyou's martial arts, that person's dancing is not inferior to using martial arts.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, you must have noticed it earlier than me."

Tong Yuguang raised his eyebrows innocently, and argued: "I tried to stop you, but you didn't listen. What's more, if you tell the truth, you will know sooner or later, that's why I didn't tell the truth."

Dou Xuemo glared at him, gritted her teeth and cursed silently, then turned to enjoy the dance music.

The autumn auction led by Jiang Maoyou has finally come to an end. Some are happy and some are sad, but no one returns empty-handed. The difference is that they buy more and buy less.Those rumors were all calculated by Jiang Maoyou, and most of the results were to please the person he wanted to please, while those who made the rumors took a considerable amount of money from Jiang Maoyou to return home.

At sunset, the guests moved to the front garden to be entertained. Jiang Maoyou put on a mask and stayed alone in the middle garden among the rockery and flowing water in a daze.

"Sister, I'm really scared to be alone. Come back soon."

Fang Chuan walked around to Zhongyuan, cupped his hands and shouted at Jiang Maoyou: "Master, there is a guest looking for you. A woman as tall as Boss Tong, she has murderous eyes, and she doesn't seem very happy."

Jiang Maoyou turned his head, and said under the mask: "Understood." It was Li Yanmu, he had the kind of face that others owed him eight lifetimes, Fang Chuan is really a fool.

Fang Chuan had just left, Jiang Maoyou was in a daze and was about to go to the front, but saw Li Yan Mu Shumen Shulu walking over and pulling his hand between the rockery, he put Jiang Maoyou on the ground in a short while, looking down with a smile on his face He said, "I miss you very much, Maoyou."

"Recently, you come here too often, others will be suspicious. It would be bad if you want to pass something to the palace..."

"Don't compare me to those bastards, I'll be very unhappy, Moyou."

Jiang Maoyou rested his hands on his chest, in the narrow and hidden dark place of the rockery, even if the target was this person, he was a little annoyed, and resisted: "Don't be here, in case someone passes by──"

"Just don't make too much noise." Li Yumu pressed him against the stone wall with a smirk, pulled off his pants with one hand and began to rub the soft penis between his legs. Jiang Maoyou felt cold under his body, and struggled even harder, but his hands were restrained Behind, it is difficult to get out.

"Don't resist, Maoyou, isn't it what I want? Be good, and you will be happy after a little pain."

"Ah, don't do this, don't be here, I, I, uh, uh huh ─ ─ it hurts, it hurts, don't do it anymore." Without any buffer and fondling, Li Yumu forcibly entered Jiang Maoyou's backyard, but it was too dry Tightly suffocated, the hard and hot desire had to retreat again.

Li Yumu clasped Jiang Maoyou's waist and buttocks from behind, and his big hands speeded up to cover the organs in front of his head. He hadn't ejaculated for a long time, Jiang Maoyou was so frightened that he became weak back and forth, and shook his head desperately to resist. "No, I don't want it, I don't want it!"

"Before it was fun to hang out outside, but this time it was just at Kuang Yi Fang, you were so scared?" Li Yanmu saw that he was very scared, his appearance was pitiful and a little funny, and finally he turned him over to face himself , holding soft words and coaxing: "Maoyou, be good, let my brother hold you for a while, I protect you so much, how can I let people look at you, don't be afraid?"

Jiang Maoyou was so anxious that he wanted to cry without tears, and panted with a pale face: "No..." He couldn't help shaking and wanted to escape, preferring to stick his back against the cold stone wall, Li Yumu's patience was almost exhausted.

"Do you have someone else in your heart?"

Jiang Maoyou looked at him in a daze and shook his head. "No way. I don't want to be like this. Don't touch me today, or I will be angry. You can't force it. In the past, we were all willing. Why do you have to do this today!"

Li Yumu snorted, and replied: "It's the same reason, you love me, we are in love, why don't you let me in today?"

"A love affair?"

"You are mine. No one else can touch you, Maoyou, listen carefully. Whoever touches your finger in the future will have that finger cut off. So you listened carefully? So don't do that kind of show again. , you are no longer an ordinary entertainer, understand?"

Jiang Maoyou blinked his eyelashes and smiled puzzlingly. Li Yumu thought he understood, but he was laughing at Li Yumu. This misunderstanding is really serious.He helped Li Yumu because of the different types of qi. Fish help water, water help fish, what kind of mutual affection!

"It's so pitiful, you think this is the love between two people." Jiang Maoyou clutched his clothes and shrunk his body, trying to squeeze himself into the crevice of the rocky mountain, but said unforgivingly: "You say I can't figure it out, it's up to you Acting style, this is also inevitable. You want to own a thing, and you are willing to understand it, but you don’t want to empathize with it. You don’t know what I feel, and I don’t want you to understand, I wish you didn’t.”

"you shut up."

"In the future when you ascend the throne, you should only have one empress. Because just facing one person is enough for you to ponder. You and I are both good at calculating human nature, but we don't understand human feelings and human hearts."

Li Yumu didn't want to pay attention to his crazy talk anymore, grabbed his ankle and pulled him close, crushing his body and forcing him in.Relying on the extremely hard and hot penis between the legs, the flesh blade penetrated inch by inch into Jiang Maoyou's meat hole, Jiang Maoyou covered his mouth, his whole face wrinkled and twisted in pain, and muffled: "No, I made a mistake, don't, Your Highness... Your Highness ...Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Seeing him begging for mercy again, Li Yumu felt a little soft-hearted, hugged him slowly, kissed the end of his tearful eyes and reprimanded lightly: "You really asked for trouble."

Jiang Maoyou's body took pleasure very quickly, and gradually swayed wildly, his meat pestle, which was neither thick nor thin, became harder and harder, humming softly: "Ah... Your Highness, hurry up, hurry up."

"Do you want me to finish it quickly or do it faster?"

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Alas, just like when he ran into Tong Yuguang and Dou Xuemo before, he didn't care too much about strangers, but everyone in Kuang Yi Fang was his relatives and friends, even if they worked on the surface for a long time, they would have some affection.

This damn Li Yumu actually forced him to have sex in this kind of place, Jiang Maoyou scolded thousands of times in his heart, and was even more annoyed that his body was flattened. It was hard for such a thick and long thing to come in at first, but the right place became crisp again Incomparable.

Sure enough, people are all greedy for pleasure, so who can get rid of good things?

"Your Highness, have you done enough?"

Li Yumu was galloping ecstatically, when he heard Jiang Maoyou muttering something, he picked him up from behind, and put his knees on his knees like he was peeing with a child.Jiang Maoyou seldom covered his eyes, and immediately felt extremely ashamed, but he could only be swayed by Li Yumu, whimpering and holding back his groans.

It's obviously a shame, but the thing in front of him is splashed white, it's really a cheap body.However, what makes Jiang Maoyou want to die the most is that he saw the Dongfeng in the workshop leading Tong Yuguang through the corridor in front of him. There are ponds and trees in between, but the branches and leaves are sparse. If you look here, you will definitely see such lewdness screen.

In order to quickly satisfy Li Yumu, Jiang Maoyou's attitude suddenly changed, and when he cooperated, his words and twists became lewd, and he just wanted His Highness to ejaculate quickly and then released the restraint.

Li Yumu began to have some difficulty holding him, making Jiang Maoyou kneel on the ground again, like a beast copulating, and the ambiguous water stains sounded clear.Jiang Maoyou's bangs were sticking to his cheeks with sweat, and the beads of sweat trickled down to his chin. He laughed at himself like weeping: "We are like wild beasts, is Your Highness satisfied?"

"Well... Maoyou, you are so kind, no matter how you do it here, it is so comfortable. Maoyou..."

Li Yumu sprayed it into Jiang Maoyou's body to his heart's content. Jiang Maoyou bowed his head weakly, resting his forehead on the ground covered with millstones, trying to adjust his breath.Li Yanmu's rapidly cooling voice came from behind, saying: "Since you are worried about being discovered, I won't carry you to the room. The room I stayed in last time is not far from here. Take a rest and go back by yourself."

"Hmm..."

Li Yumu leaned down, kissed his back, stroked the faintly visible lines of the spine, and said with interest: "Maoyou, I love you."

Jiang Maoyou's mind was blank for a while, and then he remembered what Li Yumu said just now, and suddenly wanted to laugh, this guy was so arrogant.What love, what shit love.He doesn't bother to ask for it!

When his breath stabilized, Jiang Maoyou raised his head and picked up his shirt and trousers. His legs must have been weak and his waist was sore. Now he staggered even half a step, and he fell back to the turf. The wet sticky between his legs made him very uncomfortable.Fortunately, he called His Highness several times. If the other party was not His Highness, he would have gone back.

Sitting and cursing inwardly, Jiang Maoyou felt inexplicably wanting to turn his head again, and he was frightened silly by seeing this.

Tong Yuguang was standing in the corridor looking at his half-naked appearance with a complicated expression just now. Jiang Maoyou's mind was spinning rapidly, but it was like disturbed cotton wool. He kept asking himself: "How long has he been looking at it? What did Tong Yuguang see?"