young flower

Without leaving a trace, she withdrew her hand without leaving a trace, "It's nothing, I haven't seen her before."

"I'm sorry." Feihua's words made Yang Fengjue understand that he was born without a mother.

The two sat on the grass slope and looked into the distance and fell silent for a while.

"Can I go down?" Feihua pointed to the bottom of the cliff.

"You can't go from here, you have to go around the grassy beach. There are many wild fruit trees in the forest below. When we were young, Chongyu and I invited friends of the same age in the village to sneak out from the grassy beach when the fruits were most ripe in autumn. I took a long detour to pick them there, and there were a lot of prey in the woods. Once I was chasing a fire fox, I almost lost it in the woods and couldn’t come back. Because it’s close to the Luan River, the There are many wild ducks, wild pheasants, and water birds near the grassy beach and the forest. If you have experience, you can find a lot of eggs. There are also a lot of medicinal materials in the forest, but it is easy to get lost. I don’t know how we did it when we were young. Those who dare to go there..."

Seeing that Feihua changed the topic casually, Yang Fengjue also continued his words, with the nostalgia and joy in his voice that is unique to all those who recalled the innocent and carefree childhood life.

"Have you read so many books, have you never thought about going out for a while?" Feihua expressed a little curiosity.

He has seen the miscellaneous thoughts and various annotations of Yang Fengjue's poems and essays in the study. Even if he has not read many ancient poems and policy theories, he can understand them with the essence of Chinese culture that he read in middle school.Yang Fengjue belongs to that kind of born smart person.

He is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting. He is rich in learning and has a broad mind. He should be talking about a person like him. Even if he is a Jinshi, he is enough, but he is willing to nest in such a mountain nest. Is he the legendary hermit? !

"Studying medicine is just for family influence, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are for entertaining oneself, the art of Qi and Huang is for curiosity, and the art of mathematics is for passing the time. I don't dare to be successful. I just want to one day, even if I fall into the cage. Rely on." Yang Fengjue looked at Yuantian and said quietly.

"The ancestors of our family were imperial merchants who enshrined the imperial medicine for generations. There were also several self-taught famous doctors in the family. Not to mention the wealth, the status is not high. Relying on the name of the royal merchant family, everyone in the capital is famous. I want to give a little bit of fluff. But once I was swept into the vortex of the political struggle, the family was almost wiped out. Grandpa escaped here, was rescued by the people of Luanhu Village, and lived in seclusion for more than ten years, thinking that nothing happened. Mother secretly went to see the old house in the capital, but failed to come back."

"This world is like this. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing. To be a common man who doesn't care about world affairs depends on the permission of others. If one day you are forced to have no way to go and think of fighting back in anger, it will be too late. .”

Yang Fengjue's handsome and resolute face showed a mocking chuckle, and the elegant outline of the facial features showed a completely different cold charm from the usual, with an imposing manner, like a wolf looking down on the clouds.

Feihua looked at Yang Fengjue like this, and no one who saw him at this moment would think that he was just a doctor wandering in the countryside.

For a long time, the two did not speak a word.

Maybe what he said is right, I don't want to think about it, the most successful war is not to slowly erode before the enemy finds out, advance quickly, and choose the opponent's blind spot to hit it!His war, everyone's war, cannot ultimately be resolved by evasion.

"What kind of place is Luozhou?" Feihua asked.

"Luozhou is very prosperous. Merchants from south to north are doing business there. It is more popular than Yunzhou because it is the only way for the Luan River to enter the south of the Yangtze River. The water and land passages are very dense. Even overseas Merchant ships often come there to exchange goods..."

Yang Fengjue narrated for Feihua in detail, and the afternoon passed while chatting, and when they went back, the red sun behind them was slowly sinking into the distant horizon.

21

21. The second episode...

When Yang Fengjue saw Feihua for the first time, his younger brother and grandfather went out to collect some medicine and brought back two bruised children.

They are two beautiful children.About ten years old, one of them is particularly beautiful, with too pale skin and smooth tentacles, and delicate facial features on a small face.Thick black but slightly slender eyebrows, graceful eyebrow arch, closed eyes like a graceful and charming bluegrass leaf, tail slightly raised, long eyelashes curled quietly, you can imagine the eyes opened What a romantic and charming time it will be.A straight nose makes his profile look beautiful, his medium-thin lips are small and pale, they are tightly pressed when he is unconscious, his cheeks are slightly thinner, which makes him look weak beauty.

This child should have been undernourished for a long time. Not to mention his thin body, the growth of bones and tendons is obviously lagging behind, and his legs are still suffering from cold symptoms. It takes only a few years to develop the health of ordinary people.

While wiping the child's body, Yang Fengjue examined it carefully, and occasionally pinched the pulse to stop the symptoms. In his hands, that beautiful and fragile body seemed to have turned into the little white rabbits and little monkeys that he used to use as test subjects.

When I saw him again, it was after Yang Fengjue came back from Luozhou. The child had been raised like a marten with smooth fur and a ruddy face with a cold and indifferent expression.

He asked what his name was, and when the beautiful boy said the word "Feihua", Yang Chongyu suddenly remembered a piece of silk that he had seen in Luozhou City.

Authentic Hangzhou Fenglanfang produced, the top dark flower embroidered Xiangyun snow silk, the ultimate red, glowing with gorgeous glamorous silk, is treasured in a satin sandalwood box, noble and lonely.

Yang Fengjue was thinking at the time, how well that piece of silk and satin matched the young man in front of him, and how amazing it would be if it was cut into clothes and worn on this young man.

Yang Fengjue had seen many valuable things, but at that time, he really had the urge to let his subordinates search for the same proud and lonely snow silk and send it to this young man.

Maybe next time.

But for some reason, she always wanted to give him something, so Yang Fengjue gave him the Yunlong tassel hair rope that was supposed to be given to his younger brother.The boy's hair is very long, and it hangs down to his hips softly. With loose hair, he has a lazy and cold charm like a cat.

The boy's eyes are especially beautiful. The long and narrow red phoenix eyes are actually double-lined eyelids, which makes those eyes extremely captivating. The big pupils are blue-black, with cold waves flowing inside.When he looked at people, it seemed that all the good things in the world were not as important as the gaze that focused on himself. He wanted him to look at people like this forever, only looking at himself.

Yang Fengjue felt a strange feeling in his heart. When he read books before, he always felt that those who fell in love with each other because of their beauty were superficial, and the love born of beauty was false. But now, before he knew this person He fell in love with the man's beauty first, too, while he was in the soul.

This boy, man.Beautiful, cold, maybe ruthless teenager.He fell in love with him.

Yang Fengjue has no experience in love, and all the experiences in her mind are from books, which are superficial and unreliable.

But he knew very well what kind of love he wanted.

Dedicated, persistent, tolerant, joyful.Sincere mutual affection, affectionate dependence.Regardless of age, gender and identity.This is his ideal love, to spend his whole life loving someone, to cuddle up to grow old in the long days, to be buried in the ground with his descendants after death, and the souls will meet each other on the Naihe Bridge and make an appointment for the next life .

This person appeared now, and appeared in his life with such a beautiful and lonely posture, which made his heart, which had never been throbbing, fluctuate ever since.

At such a moment, his little experience on paper can hardly allow him to be effectively noticed by the other party, let alone fall in love with him.

Yang Fengjue can only do everything possible to appear beside the boy, let his eyes see his existence, feel his emotions, and get used to his company.He prayed that he would never hate him, after all, falling in love with the same sex is not an emotion that will appear in everyone.

Fortunately, although the boy's temperament is cold, he is easy to get along with. Although sometimes he stays by his side because he doesn't want to pay more attention to him, but this is also a good start.As for the next step, Yang Fengjue had no choice but to take the relationship further.

So, he wrote a letter to ask his good friend and also his subordinate - Lan Jinghang.That guy laughed at him severely, and then arrogantly provided a series of "Love Books".

Depend on!What kind of treasure is this, "Send her a bouquet of flowers every day", "Eat the food she cooks, and praise her with a smile even if it is difficult to eat", "Provide her with a shoulder to rely on at any time", "Accompany her for a walk, spring, enjoy Flowers, I often give her some delicate gadgets"...Yang Fengjue dares to guarantee that these must be tricks for that guy to go to the brothel to pick up girls, and let him use them to curry favor with his non-flowers? !

Simply too much! !

However, Yang Fengjue really didn't think of other methods, so occasionally, often, he still used these methods unconsciously.

Pick fresh flowers every day and put them in a vase by the window that the boy likes, take the boy to morning exercises and relax, and get him delicious food (the world can learn from it, it’s not that he doesn’t want to eat dishes made by non-flowers, it’s that non-flowers never He doesn’t cook) and tried his best to regulate the boy’s body. He even carefully studied the secret method handed down by his family for his future “sex happiness” and secretly infiltrated some special medicinal materials into the boy’s diet...

cough, although