Stirring up with the old enemy

Chen Jingming was caught off guard when he was gagged by a bald monk in Fulong Temple's overwhelming plum blossoms and asked him why he cared about the Western Regions.

He hesitated for a while, his face turned red before he knew it, and the tips of his ears were glowing red in the sky, as if there was a fire in this severe winter. "Students...students have never..."

Ji Yang looked at him with a half-smile.

Chen Jingming suddenly woke up.If he hadn't explained, or if he hadn't been so embarrassing, Ji Yang might not have suspected Hao Chun.But his face burned so badly that everyone could see through his hidden thoughts.

My heart was pounding endlessly.

Chen Jingming raised his eyes suddenly, stared straight at Ji Yang's still handsome face, and suddenly said quietly: "Master, what's it like to be happy with a man?"

Instead, Ji Yang startled him when he asked.After a pause, the smile on his lips gradually turned gentle. "Ah, if you like a person, why worry about whether he is a man or a woman? He is a man, who happens to advance and retreat with you, and is your companion on the lonely road of your life. Wouldn't it be more beautiful?"

This was something he had never thought of before.

Chen Jingming thought about it and asked again: "Then, what if his aspirations are not the same as yours?"

Ji Yang lowered his eyes.He has different ambitions and interests from the dead Eighth Prince Qin Lang, but he still stayed by Qin Lang's side for more than ten years. "Then... you follow him, or ask him to follow you."

Chen Jingming tried to imagine the scene where he was standing with that high-spirited young master.Imagine, the little marquis Hao Chun stood in front of him grinning and said, come with me to the Western Regions!

The bitter cold in the Western Regions, the [-]-mile wilderness of the Pulei Sea mentioned in the book is uninhabited, the soldiers who died in the battles over the years have no souls to return, and there are bones everywhere.

Gee!

Chen Jingming shuddered, shook his head and said, "No way! What the students have learned is the way of Confucius and Mencius, and their ambition is to enter Yushitai, so we must not go with him."

Ji Yang slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, the hot tea was on her lips, feeling slightly warm. "At that time, I never went to Jingmen with the Eighth Prince."

Chen Jingming frowned, half understanding.

"But later..." Ji Yang lowered his eyes and said again, "No one knows how many times I regretted it in the next ten years."

Countless times, Ji Yang thought about it, if he didn't care about Qin Lang's defection to his wife's family and was about to marry Mei Jiao'e, and they went to Jingmen together, with his own intelligence, how much hope would he be able to turn things around for Qin Lang?

Qin Lang died, and he regretted it too much.

Countless times, Ji Yang thought that if he was still defeated that day, at least he would be by his side.At least, he could retrieve Qin Lang's broken corpse, hold it in his arms, and stitch it up neatly.

"There are some things in life that cannot be repeated." Ji Yang's eyes fell on the rising tea soup, and his vision gradually became foggy. "Buddhist scriptures say that people have nine lives, and there are rumors that even the old Buddha and his wife Yasodhara have nine lives, but I don't believe it."

A person who has practiced Buddhism for many years suddenly said that he did not believe in Buddha.Chen Jingming was startled, and said seriously: "Mage is lost."

Ji Yang sneered, raised his eyes slowly, and said word by word: "I don't believe it. Even if there is a next life, he might not be able to see me, right? I might not have the same appearance as before. I entered the palace at the age of five, and he At the age of five, we caught crickets together, used luminous beads to light lamps, and occasionally rode out to hunt. When the arrows were not enough, we used the pearl on the belt to play the birds. The Buddha said that his wife Yasodhara used the joy pill to deceive him. It was true in the past life, and it will be the same in the future life. But he never deceived me! If it is really because of the Huanxi Pill, the deceived person is nothing but lust, nothing more than lust."

Chen Jingming was silent.The matter involved secrets, and he couldn't even persuade him.

"Mr. Han, you don't understand." Ji Yang raised her hands and sighed. "The best thing is when I was a teenager, and nothing is better than that day. So I recite scriptures every day and never pray for the afterlife. I only hope... I hope he can wait for me for a few more years at the Naihe Bridge."

For a moment, the corners of Ji Yang's slender eyes narrowed slightly were filled with tenderness.He clearly talked about the ghostly things after death, but his tone sounded like he was going to a lover's evening appointment.

Chen Jingming was terrified.

The days are short in winter, and the two of them just had a short conversation, and the daytime gradually turned faint.When the tea soup was cooling down, Chen Jingming left the monk's house.

It was neither too early nor too late, even if I held the scroll in my hand, I couldn't bear to read it.Before parting, Ji Yang's words, "The word love, I don't know why it started, goes deeper and deeper" always hovered in his mind.

Afraid of falling into a magic barrier!

Chen Jingming threw the scroll angrily, and simply lay down with his clothes on.There was no light in the room, and the gaps in the windows were pasted up with paper, so that the new wind could not get in, so they shook the windows desperately.

Creak, creak.

A pair of jet-black boots stepped on the snow, and the pink edges were stained with slush, making them somewhat dirty.

Chen Jingming frowned, and looked up the pair of boots, only to see Pingle Marquis Hao Chun grinning at him.

You came?Hao Chun shouldered the red-tasseled gun and laughed loudly.Let's go, Xiaoye will take you to eat Changji's stewed beef.

Chen Jingming took half a step back, with a cold face, and lightly shook his head.Students have been eating fast recently.

You don't go out, what fast do you eat?Hao Chun smiled and stretched out his hand to pull him, the Yin Hong tassel of the red tasseled spear swayed in the fresh wind.

Chen Jingming continued to shake his head and backed away.

Hao Chun leaned close to his ear, and suddenly gave a low laugh.oh?Do you really not eat stewed beef?

do not eat.Chen Jingming had a handsome face, wishing he could kick this annoying Lord Pingle into the snow.

How can such a nasty person come from!

The sound of Hao Chun's breathing sprayed against his ears, and his smile became more and more low, revealing an obscenity.Do you want to eat stewed beef?

Don't eat.

Then... Hao Chun suddenly and slowly bit the tip of his ear, and went all the way down his neck. His hands were restless, and Chen Jingming, who was teasing him, swelled instantly.

Then, do you want to take Huanxi pill?

Chen Jingming's breathing became thicker, and then he raised his arm and pushed Hao Chun away, furious.fart!

Ha ha ha ha……!

Hao Chun's laughter echoed in the empty snow field.The snow field is vast, and the laughter sweeps across the water along the Pulei Sea, startling a flock of wild geese.

Chen Jingming woke up suddenly, sat up, the quilt was piled at the foot of the bed, but the padded robe on his body was wet.The room with the doors and windows closed was filled with a faint musk. It turned out that he could have desires without the need for Huanxi pills.

When drinking tea in the afternoon, the last half of Ji Yang's unfinished sentence stood out clearly in the dark room.

At that time, Ji Yang only said that the eighth prince, Qin Lang, had never deceived him, but he didn't say anything about it.The second half of the sentence turned out to be - don't use Huanxi pills.Just because I like him.

Chen Jingming lowered his eyes and stared at the unspeakable situation below him for a long time, then smiled coldly.

It was just a dream, but he could clearly see his own heart.

In the dream, everything is connected.

That Lord Pingle teased him, then patted his ass and left without any news.Hao Chun never replied even to the message he sent to the Marquis Mansion.

Want to leave after teasing him?Ah!

Chen Jingming suddenly clenched his hands into fists, a sneering smile appeared on his pale and handsome face.The two thin lips are slightly parted, exhaling white air in the cold winter.He doesn't want to eat stewed beef now, what he wants to eat is that Ping Lehou.

The war in the Western Regions is stalemate, and Hao Chun, the Marquis of Pingle, does not know when he will be able to return to Chang'an.But no problem!In the past few years, he has been able to pass the exam and enter the court, and when he reaches the court, Hao Chun always has to hand over his wallet and return to Beijing to ask for money, food and horses.Today's government is under the first trial of Yushitai, when the time comes...he only needs to sneak into Yushitai, and worry about whether he will have a chance to catch this Pinglehou?

As for Ji Yang's recommendation to go to the Chijiatang, Chen Jingming was tempted at first, but now he thought that if he really wanted to capture Ping Lehou alive, he would definitely not go through the Ji family's way.The Ji family was disliked by the imperial court. Wouldn't it be bad if they were sent out to leave the capital after passing the exam?

No, his ambition is to enter Yushitai.Only after entering Yushitai, can he hold the espionage memorial of the court officials, and have the opportunity... to keep pace with that Pingle Marquis Hao Chun.

He could afford to wait another three and a half years.

Chen Jingming's pale cheeks were flushed, and his lacquered eyes were full of cold light.After a long time, he gently opened his lips word by word and said, "Master Hou, little Yin thief, I want to see where you can go!"

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As in the copywriting, Gong is a carnivore. →_→

Also, like copywriting, Gong is "a day's love".We will not change on Wednesday night, and we will continue to see you at 21:[-] on Thursday