[Plane] History of the struggle of the lords

The old lady's birthday banquet was celebrated with great vigor, and after the birthday banquet, the Hou Mansion set up a porridge shed outside the city to serve porridge for two consecutive days.This is not an ordinary porridge. The longan, lotus seeds, red mung beans and glutinous rice in it are boiled until thick and sweet. Even the Laba porridge eaten by ordinary wealthy people does not have such a taste. Made a name for himself.

Most of the foreign population is large, but there is little arable land. If we start from the actual food and clothing, some people may live happily without the spring.At least in Fuchun County, although the mountains and water have not been exposed in recent years, the grain production in the county is obvious to all the locals. Only a place like Fuchun has dropped the price of food, and most places like Lin'an usually sell it. For three copper coins and a cup of rice, one copper coin in Fuchun County can buy top-notch rice.

This thing in the Hou Mansion is firstly beneficial to the people, and secondly, it is really good. People who have nothing to do will give him face, and they will mention a few symbolic words when eating and drinking, and they don’t necessarily live in Wenzhou for half a month every year. Le suddenly became a popular figure in everyone's mouth.

On the seventh day of July, after the porridge was finished in the Hou's mansion, Wei Shi contentedly took care of the gods he had spent on his birthday at home, and Wen Run didn't drag Wen Le out of the bed until the afternoon.

Wen Le's eyes were sleepy, he drank all kinds of meat and vegetables with the people from the Ministry of Households and officials last night, and when he woke up this afternoon, his head still hurts, and he was quite confused.

Wen Run was very distressed, pressed his temple and said: "With your current status, how can you mix with them? You have drunk so much, you should ask someone to block you."

Wen Le sighed, his eyelids became heavy, and he slowly closed them again, but his voice was calm: "Where do I want to see their face? Isn't it to build a bridge for that brat? The prince is still young, and his heart is hard Ce, playing with Yonger now, I wish I could wear a pair of pants, but I can't guarantee that I won't follow his father and turn my back on him."

Wen Run said: "If the Eldest Princess hadn't looked like..., I would have to beg her to Yong'er, but it's a pity that Yong'er might not like him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have so many scruples if I became a son-in-law." .”

Wen Le laughed immediately: "Princess Dachang? She slapped Yong'er and yelled at her face when they met, but she was tougher than her brothers. Let's forget about getting married. The wedding room can be smashed into powder by them." He said After finishing, he pulled down Wen Run's hands that were massaging him and held them in them, rubbed them slowly twice, and said with emotion: "Yong'er is lucky to have a mother like you."

The corner of Wen Run's mouth twitched, but he didn't open his mouth to refute. Was this an advantage?Still suffer?

He patted Wen Le on the back, and said angrily, "Get up and I'll dress you and go shopping."

They didn't bring anyone with them, so they led two hidden guards and sneaked out of the house.

In ancient times, the concept of traditional festivals was very strong, but the commercial flavor was very light. Most of the festivals such as Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, Double Ninth Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, etc., were closed to relatives and family members. The most amazing thing is that there are hawkers during the Dragon Boat Festival. Carry cypress leaves and realgar wine for sale.However, this situation has changed a little since Wen Le started doing business.

Wen Le has two businesses that are dedicated to earning money from women. One is jewelry. Jewelry accessories follow the high-end customized route. New products are launched regularly every year. The raw materials cannot be said to be very valuable, but the styles are unique and beautiful, and the price is naturally high. Fei.Even in many large cities such as Dadu, this kind of high-end and high-grade price tag is only the patent of rich businessmen and high-ranking officials. The wives of small businessmen sometimes tighten their belts to buy one in order to attend events. A petty official may have some family background, but it is a luxury to buy this, let alone a corrupt official, who dare not show off if he has money.

Therefore, Jewelry has two discount seasons every year. One is during the Spring Festival, from New Year’s Eve to Lunar New Year’s Day. Buy two or more pieces of regular-priced jewelry and get a [-]% discount on the third piece. On the day of Qixi Festival, there will be a [-]% discount on the purchase of special jewelry for Valentine's Day.

The second business is the fragrance powder house. From rouge to eyebrows to perfume essential oils and handmade soaps, the shops are also high-end, and the prices are also not cute.The activities of Qixi Festival and Spring Festival are different every year. Sometimes you buy rouge and get white powder trial size, and sometimes you get a small spray of perfume. The limited edition of special perfume powder packaging for festivals is regularly launched, and the price will fluctuate during certain festivals.

Although at first glance, it seems that the lower price of the goods is not worthwhile, but the amount of goods sold during the discount season is by no means comparable to the usual sales.First, they earned fame, and second, they gained benefits. Over time, merchants in major cities saw the sweetness and followed suit. Every time around the discount season that everyone knows, the purses of aunts are just around the corner. .

Wen Le and Wen Run walked slowly on the street. Most of the people in this place could hit the seventh-rank official even if a brick fell, so from time to time, someone recognized Wen Le and came to say hello. Although Wen Le was always disturbed by surprise , but it wasn't too much trouble, because these people didn't have time to concentrate on harassing him today.The folk customs are open, and there is no clear order not to let women go to the street, but when it is obvious that there will be congestion, smart women will not go out and be trampled. The street during the discount season is the world of maids and nuns. They shoulder the responsibility of masters. Giving them high hopes, with money in hand, the discounted shops were surrounded to the point of nowhere.

And men, in order to coax their wives, will also choose this time to buy affordable gifts as much as possible. Due to the special nature of the Qixi Festival, it is still popular between husband and wife to give gifts that symbolize affection.

Passing by two "Xiangfen houses" along the way, they were blocked by people queuing up two meters away and couldn't get in. The brothers of the Wen family were misunderstood as people who wanted to stop and asked a not young old mother to teach them a lesson. Easy to squeeze through the wall, Wen Le's right face suddenly turned cold, and something fell at his feet.

Both of them looked down, and it turned out to be a small bright yellow wild flower.The two of them glanced in the direction of throwing flowers, and a girl in red covered her face shyly and blinked on the second-floor terrace of the business house by the road.

"..." Wen Run said, "It didn't hurt, did it?"

Wen Le wiped his face, glared at the woman inexplicably, and complained to Wen Run: "It's really crazy, I'm going to hit me when I walk properly, why are you so owed!"

The tenderness of the girl on the second floor suddenly turned cold, her face turned pale when she was hit by Wen Le's stare, she covered her face sadly and ran towards the inside, and disappeared in an instant.

A warm sense of crisis arose spontaneously, and his hair stood on end. He turned his head and stared at the direction the girl left, and took another look. Out of the corner of his eye, he found that there were skirts on the second floor of many surrounding businesses.He thought about it again, yes, with Wen Le's conditions, and at this age, there is no wife in the family, so it is inevitable that rare goods can live.

Wen Run's teeth were gritty, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, and he didn't care whether people on the road could see him, so he reached out to grab Wen Le's wrist and quickened his pace.

After leaving this section of the urban area, Wen Run felt relieved, slowed down and took Wen Le to the river.

There are bazaars and temples by the river, and the smoke from the temples is lingering on the road. In this special festival, the majority of the crowd who come to offer incense are unmarried girls.

"Young Master~ Young Master~" The peddler who set up a stall next to him greeted Wen Le and Wen Run brothers, pointed to the lantern with the pattern of a rabbit head, a rooster and a sparrow on his stall and said: "It's getting late, the little old man wants to close the stall, all the lanterns Five cents!"

Wen Le was not interested, but Wen Run walked over, picked out two lotus-shaped river lanterns, and bought two small candles for an extra two cents.

Wen Le couldn't help laughing: "All the girls' houses by the river are putting up lights. Why are you a big man joining in the fun?"

Wen Run turned to stare at him: "What's the matter with men? As long as you have a heart, isn't it just a lover whether it's a man or a woman?"

Wen Le's ears were a little hot, and the sky was getting dark. With his back to the light, he could clearly see Wen Run's serious expression in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, a coquettish voice suddenly came from behind: "Master Hou?"

The two brothers were taken aback for a moment, and when they took a closer look, there were two women, one old and one young, standing beside a carriage not far away.

They brought a large number of servants, the carriages were full of wealth, and they were well dressed. Wen Le raised his eyebrows. He didn't remember knowing such a woman in his memory, and it would be the same if it was a man.

Wen Run pondered for a while, then stepped forward to stand between Wen Le and the mother and daughter, and asked with a smile, "But Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites?"

It was the older woman who spoke just now. Wen Run obviously guessed her identity correctly. She blushed, and immediately realized something was wrong while protecting the daughter in her arms. She nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

The little girl in her arms was about fifteen or sixteen years old, at the age of a flower, with delicate and fair skin, and long hair that was black and smooth like silk.She was wearing the special Tanabata coral red lipstick from Xiangfenzhai, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she was pretty and cute.Her mother probably informed her of Wen Le's identity in advance, and before the Wen family brothers found her, she dodged a little, with timid eyes, and retreated into the carriage with her mother.Before getting into the car, she turned her head and looked at Wen Le again with some reluctance.

Seeing the carriage team walking away, Wen Run sneered: "You are really popular."

Wen Le was silent for a while, and then felt a little wronged: "I just had a meal with Aramid, who knew he was so obsessive, I really have no idea about his daughter."

Wen Run couldn't help but feel a little jealous. As he got older, Wen Le faded away from the youthful immaturity of his childhood, and now he has the air of a handsome young man in troubled times. Men with this kind of temperament have always been popular, and Wen Run was also favored because of this at the beginning. After many years of chasing after him, after getting tanned, he inexplicably became more chilling, and the number of women who dared to say that they liked him suddenly decreased a lot.The wife and daughter of the Minister of Rites who just left seemed to be a coincidence. Who knows how long they have been following behind, just to create an illusion of fate.If you come to worship Buddha, which thousand-year-old temple on the mountain outside the capital is not good, but you should come to this little-known earth Buddha hall built by the villagers by the stream?

Wen Le obviously understood that this was a rotten peach blossom he had recruited, and felt a little embarrassed. He looked around, and the Buddhist hall was not far in front of him. Glanced to his side.

He scratched his head, grabbed his warm hand and ran up the stream, slipping into a bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest occupies a large area, and it is the most important production area for most of the bamboo shoots every year. It is endless and green, and the clear stream originates from the bamboo forest, but few people enter here.

Wen Run couldn't wait, so he stepped forward and gave Wen Le a long, deep kiss. Wen Le was almost intoxicated by his breath. He hugged Wen Run's neck tightly, and couldn't help responding to the excitement that was deep in love, his eyes widened. A little red, but then had to stop early.

"There will be people passing by here. If you want it, go home at night, and I will definitely give it to you."

Wen Run gritted his teeth and carried him on his shoulders. He paused, but instead of walking towards home, he walked to the stream on the fallen leaves, put him down, and squatted down himself.

He still held two wrinkled lotus-mounted river lanterns in his hands, and placed them directly in the river. Then he took out a torch from his jacket and lit the candle in the middle of the river lanterns. A small cluster of warm flames shone in the gradually darkening world. Difficult to burn up.

Wen Le squatted down subconsciously, staring blankly at the two clusters of flames, with a smile on his lips unconsciously: "Did you buy it for me?"

Wen Run pushed the two river lanterns, watched them slowly rippling on the water, moving downstream, and put his arms around Wen Le's shoulders: "Do you like it?"

Wen Le didn't speak, and leaned up to kiss his chin.

Of course, Wen Run would not let go of such a good opportunity, so he pushed Wen Le down on the grass with a clever trick, lowered his head to find Wen Le's lips and teeth, and kissed Wen Le unceremoniously.

This time, Wen Le did not refuse, but hugged his back very cooperatively, letting the warm and flexible tongue stir and suck crazily in his mouth, his back trembled with excitement, and the skin on the back of his neck was shaking Trembling slightly, panting heavily with Wen Run, completely unable to hide in this quiet bamboo forest.

Wen Run's fingers slid across Wen Le's cheeks, kneading his round earballs and thin white neck with nostalgia, his hands stretched in from behind the collar, but his wrists blocked the way, he groped for a while, and suddenly went crazy As if making a big move, she pulled out her hand and pulled Wen Le's belt eagerly.

Wen Le's speech was blocked, and she could only beg for mercy vaguely while panting: "...go back...home..."

Wen Run let go of his mouth, and let out a slight "pop", and he pressed against Wen Le's forehead, his eyes glowing green: "Let's... be gentle, just once!"

As he spoke, his palms suddenly stretched in through the gaps in his clothes, anxiously stroking the warm skin in his palms, it wasn't enough... He squeezed Wen Le's muscles that had become softer as he got older , The excited scalp is numb.

Biting Wen Le's chest through the skirt of his clothes, a large piece of his tongue was wet, and his eyes were still staring at Wen Le's face unwilling to be lonely.

Wen Le, who has long been accustomed to such intimacy, has no ability to resist. He tilts his head up, his legs are sore from time to time, he can only slightly bend and lean on Wen Run's waist, and insert his fingers fiercely between Wen Run's thick hair, When Wen Run sucked his chest hard, he also pulled his hair hard—unconsciously.

The clothes were quickly taken off and placed on the ground, Wen Run hugged Wen Le's waist and moved him onto the clothes, and started to unbutton his pants, his hands were nimble like swimming snakes, before Wen Le could refuse Holding Wen Le's half-hard lifeblood.

Wen Le could only compromise and bargain with him in tears: "...just once..."

Wen Run laughed out loud: "My time, not yours."

As he said, he squeezed his hands lightly and gently, and Wen Le curled up from his hips to his back and even his toes. The hand around Wen Run's neck also tightened suddenly, and he opened his mouth and pointed towards the sky silently. Call.He was immersed in a colorful illusion, exhausted and exhausted, but he didn't want to break free from here, but was depraved, longing, and excited to go crazy.

Breathing more and more quickly, Wen Run blushed, fumbled back and forth in the coat that had been taken off, found a small white glass bottle that had been carefully placed long ago, opened the bottle, and dug out a large white ball inside with his fingers. The ointment, this ointment is warm to the touch, and it melts in a short time. He hurriedly spread the ointment on Wen Le's rear, and carefully stirred it with his fingers along the flow of the ointment.

There are only frogs and crickets around, the sky in the bamboo forest is still open, a crescent moon hangs not far in front, surrounded by sparse small stars, Wen Le squints his eyes, feeling the familiar and wonderful changes in his body , snorted softly: "...um..."

Wen Run kissed his spirited little baby, but he didn't enjoy himself, he opened his mouth directly and sucked the small head in front of him, nimbly teasing with the tip of his tongue, and sucking frequently.

Wen Le's soul was sucked out by him, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, he just stretched out his legs and clamped Wen Run's head tightly, and felt the itch of Wen Run's rough hair roots rubbing against each other on the inside of his thighs , but could not be compared with the happiness in front of him at all, his waist loosened slightly unconsciously: "... hurry up... hurry up... ah~~~~"

The muscles in the legs trembled violently, Wen Le was ready to welcome the bliss, but without warning, Wen Run let go of the mouth holding the little mushroom head, and only used his fingers to tease Wen Le's back in a vicious manner.

Wen Le kicked him anxiously: "You... you... bastard... bastard..."

Wen Run climbed up to his level in twos and twos, hugging Wen Le's long and powerful thigh with one hand, and with a movement of his waist, Wen Le's mouthful of curses turned into a meaningful cry: "... ah..."

Wen Run kissed him, barely giving him time to catch his breath, his waist was twitching rapidly, Wen Le didn't even have time to breathe, so he could only pant heavily with his nose, because of lack of oxygen, his whole head became blank , only know how to hug the warm and unprincipled whole person and grunt happily.

For a while, silence was better than sound, Wen Le's whole body was limp and his eyes were closed, just enjoying it, and the warm and heavy panting sound slapped his ear, itching, burning, and sinking.

Here, the wild mandarin ducks crossed their necks, but there was a sudden sound of rustling footsteps in the bamboo grove. Wen Run suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Wen Le's mouth and nose, and stopped on his waist for a moment, listening carefully. There was more than one person coming. .

In the middle of the night, it was probably the villagers in the surrounding areas who came home from Dadu. They whispered gossip about the village in their local language. No one lit a fire, and everyone relied on the light of the bright moon to find their way according to their memory.

Wen Le rested for a moment, woke up so frightened, and froze there clutching Wen Run's back in a daze.The heat under Wen Run's body did not decrease, and it was buried in the depths of him. Because when Wen Le was stiff, his back also tightened.

Wen Le grabbed his back in shame, and whispered: "...you get out!"

"Are you asking me to go out?" The voices of the group of villagers moved from far to near, and as they walked not far away, the sound of their footsteps gradually became louder.

Wen Le was in a hurry, twisting his waist to get rid of Wen Run's shackles, but he forgot that he was lying on top of the clothes. When he moved, the grass clippings under the clothes made a slight friction.

"What?!" The footsteps not far away suddenly stopped, and one of the villagers who accompanied him asked vigilantly.

Wen Le was terribly ashamed, bit her lip and even choked her breath, she didn't dare to move, she just tied Wen Run to her body desperately to keep him from moving.

The sound of stopped footsteps resounded slowly again, and Wen Runfu's movement of stopping on Wen Le also resumed at the same time. He pulled out a big part, and then slowly inserted it back without inserting it all the way. Time to pull it out again.

Wen Le trembled from being tortured, tears welled up in his eyes, the sound of footsteps gradually moved away... and further away, he finally had the courage to pinch Wen Run's waist.

"Hiss..." Wen Run took a breath of cold air in pain, gropingly grabbed his hand, pulled it up and kissed him, and asked in a low voice, "Is the kitten going to arrest someone?"

"..." Wen Le's face was flushed with anger, but he could only say dissatisfied in a low voice, "...Press...Hold up...ah~" Wen Run bumped into him suddenly, and his whole body went numb with electricity.

Wen Le shook his head, clinging to Wen Run like a koala, still trying to get closer, he shook his head like crazy: "...harder...softer...slower..."

Wen Run ignored him, and tried harder and harder, but he was still dissatisfied with not being able to penetrate even the root, so he knelt down on his knees, hugged Wen Le's waist with some strength, and hugged Wen Le to sit on his lap , go deeper...

While straightening her waist, Wen Run reminded: "My legs are wrapped around my waist... Hurry up!"

Wen Le did as he said, and before he could ask any questions, he suddenly lost weight, and Wen Run stood up holding him like this.

His first reaction was to see if the group of passing villagers had gone far. After finding that they were gone, his tense muscles slowly relaxed.Wen Run led him jolting towards the thickest bamboo, every step brought a jerk, and the thing buried in his body unexpectedly entered a new depth.

Wen Run was obviously also very happy, he couldn't speak easily, the muscles on the cheeks where he gritted his teeth were as hard as iron, his eyes were red, he held Wen Le's waist and slammed himself down until Wen Le's back With his back against the cold bamboo, he let go of his courage and moved his waist again...

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Wen Le walked out of the bamboo forest with pale face tremblingly supported by Wen Run. You can feel the unstoppable liquid slowly slipping out, flowing through the thighs and calves, itchy and cold.

He didn't let Wen Run back, he was afraid that the robe might not get wet, and his legs were still shaking, and everything was numb.

Wen Run was satisfied, but when he returned, the gate of the city was about to close. He hurriedly called the officers and soldiers guarding the gate. The officers and soldiers recognized them and were quite surprised: "Master Wen? Why did you two come back from outside the city so late?"

Wen Le's face froze, Wen Run glanced at him, and pretended to make a sad expression: "I have some important matters to go out of the city, and I just settled them, so I hurried back."

The officers and soldiers didn't dare to obstruct them, so they hurriedly let them enter the city through the gap, glanced at Wen Le's face by the candlelight, and he clicked his tongue in his heart——