Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Zhang Liang was amused by him, he raised his foot and walked forward, but stopped after two steps.I saw a tall and tall figure standing at the turn of the alley.

With the moonlight behind his back, the man could only vaguely see the outline.Nearly eight feet tall, with his right hand behind his back, he stood there motionless, as if he was deliberately waiting for them.

It's late at night now, every house has turned off the lights, and there is no one around.Zhang Liang felt vigilant in his heart, raised his hand to block Ruoli behind him, and raised his voice and asked, "May I ask who is your master?"

The man didn't answer, just approached step by step, until the dim light of the lantern could vaguely illuminate his face, he said: "It's been a long time, is the old man doing well?"

His tone is slow, as emotional as reciting poetry.The dim light of the lantern is blurred on the face, like a person in a picture scroll.

——It's Han Fei.

Zhang Liang was stunned for a while, remembering the scene in Xiaoxiang Pavilion just now, put on a polite smile, bowed his hands and saluted, "Zhang Liang pays homage to His Royal Highness Ninth Prince."

It's not the ovary, it's Zhang Liang.It's not Brother Han, it's Young Master Jiu.

In fact, "Ovary" is his character, ordinary people's character is only used when called by others, and he never uses it when he calls himself.But this is a bad habit that Zhang Liang raised when he was a child, and this problem has never been corrected.At that time, he was only three or four years old, a small one, and children probably have a characteristic, no matter what others call him, he will think what he is called.

To put it more simply, if an adult calls him "heart" and he runs to hide in a cabinet, he will say "my heart is hidden" instead of "my so-and-so is hiding".But the Zhang family would not have such a nasty person, who opened his mouth with only one "ovary" called Zhang Liang, so Zhang Liang always called himself "ovary" when he was young. "Zou Fang understands", "Zi Fang doesn't eat", "Zi Fang beats his grandfather's leg", "Zi Fang is practicing calligraphy".At first, Zhang Kai felt that children like this, always pretending to be adults with their little hands behind their backs, and saying some unreasonable things, were really clumsy and cute, so they didn't correct them.After a long time, he didn't listen to him claiming to be "Ovary" and felt uncomfortable, so he never cared about it.

As a result, Zhang Liang didn't correct himself, and in front of close people, he still called himself "ovary" one by one.

Seeing that he had already called himself "Zhang Liang" with his first and last name, Han Fei understood that he wanted to distance himself from him.However, he had expected Zhang Liang's reaction a long time ago, staring at the glaring curve of the other's mouth, he said slowly: "If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh. We have been friends for so many years, is it not too big for the ovary to treat me like an outsider?" appropriate?"

Zhang Liang held his breath in his heart, but he was still very respectful, "Courtesy cannot be discarded. But the ninth son is the grandson of the king, Zhang Liang should obey and act."

Han Fei scratched his forehead with his index finger, and said distressedly: "It seems that Zifang is really angry with me, and insists on treating me as an outsider."

Zhang Liang was slightly annoyed, and thought: You clearly regarded me as an outsider, but now you actually beat me back.

"Ninth Young Master, the nobleman forgot about things, it was just now that—"

Before finishing a sentence, Han Fei interrupted:

"—Ovary, call me Brother Han and listen."

His voice was low and deep, like the warm breeze in early summer, soft like a feather, but it could always penetrate into Zhang Liang's heart, defeating all the pretended indifference.

The night was eerily quiet, and the sound of breathing was very clear.

Zhang Liang's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled, and he bowed his head in silence.

Seeing him hesitate, Han Fei took another step forward, "Call me, huh?"

The final sound of "hmm" rises, as if it is going to take the soul out of your mind.

Zhang Liang said in a strange way: "...Brother Han."

Han Fei succeeded, his eyes slightly bent, and he took a big step forward, "Call me again."

Zhang Liang sighed worriedly, turning thousands of thoughts in his mind, and finally smiled and said: "Brother Han."

Han Fei only felt that he was going to melt into these two words. When he caught a glimpse of Ruoli at the side, he felt that it was a bit of an eyesore, so he took the lantern from him, "I have something to say to your son, you go and wait."

Ruoli looked at Zhang Liang hesitantly. Han Fei had never seen this Lao Shizi before, and he would have a private conversation with his master as soon as he met.Ruoli felt a huge conspiracy! (Han Fei: When I was a child, I treated you to so many things for nothing!)

Zhang Liang nodded slightly to him, and he was relieved a little, and retreated unwillingly.If it weren't for Han Fei's status as the Ninth Prince, he would really have to say "call me if there is something urgent" before he would leave.

On the small bridge with flowing water, a pair of beautiful figures stand side by side. On the bridge and under the moonlight, everything is quiet.

Zhang Liang glanced at the person beside him, with a serious look, and asked: "Brother Han, everyone has left. Now we can say, why did you pretend not to know Ovary?"

Han Fei said: "Zifang, reunion after a long absence, you plan to ask this?"

Zhang Liang was taken aback for a moment, "Or... Brother Han, do you have anything else to say?"

Han Fei said seriously, "I do have something to ask you."

Zhang Liang nodded, "All ears."

Han Fei's eyes no longer smiled, and his expression became serious, "Why did you make friends with the prince? Why did you go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"

Zhang Liang was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the first sentence the other party asked would be this, so he answered truthfully: "Zifang planned a plan for grandfather before, preventing the king from abolishing the heir. His Royal Highness was out of trouble, so he invited Zifang to the banquet. Be... thank you."

Han Fei's words were mixed with anger, "So, you went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion with him?"

Zhang Liang didn't understand why Han Fei asked these words, so he said, "Brother Han...isn't he also in Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"

Han Fei had no intention of joking, so he turned around and looked at him directly, his eyes were no longer smiling, and his expression was particularly serious, "Ovary, the world is different, and South Korea is not what it was ten years ago. What kind of people should you be friends with? You have stayed in Korea for a long time, so you know better than me what kind of politeness you should have. Although the crown prince has a high status, he spends his days drinking and drinking, and it is difficult to take on the responsibility of the country. If you blindly want to flirt with him and travel around with him, you will only suffer yourself."

Zifang was taken aback by his sudden seriousness, lowered her eyes, and said with confession in her tone, "Yes, Zifang knows."

Han Fei felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, rubbed his head, and slowed down his tone, "I know, Mr. Xiangguo asked you to make friends with him, right?"

Zhang Kaidi is getting old, and the general manager of the court is being suppressed by Ji Wuye and his party, so it is inevitable that he feels anxious.Letting Zhang Liang make friends with the prince is also an expedient measure for temporary peace.With Han Fei's ingenuity, it was normal to guess this level, and Zhang Liang stopped asking stupid questions like "how do you know".

It is difficult for a crown prince to become a great weapon, and Zhang Liang knows it clearly when he opens his eyes.But Zhang Liang's taking this step is definitely not unilateral persecution by Zhang Kai.

"Actually, Zifang also wants to go out for a walk. A good man may travel all over the world with a three-foot sword, or serve the temple with his literary and martial arts. He is always bored at home, which is not very plausible."

Han Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "If there is a person like Zifang in my family who will definitely be raised at home every day, and go out and be coveted by people who shouldn't be coveted, that would be bad."

This "person who shouldn't be coveted", of course refers to the prince.

Zhang Liang was slightly embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Brother Han, don't worry, this is the only time to meet His Highness the Crown Prince."

Han Fei felt relieved, "It's about the same." His eyes lingered on Zhang Liang's hair, his expression darkened, and he asked:

"Why don't you wear my hairpin?"

Zhang Liang was afraid that he would get angry, so he explained very seriously: "I was afraid of losing it, so I kept it at home."

Han Fei was amused by his strange idea, "I bought it for you to wear, if you don't wear it, what's the use of buying it?"

Zhang Liang was right after thinking about it, so he said with a gentle smile, "Yes, I will wear it tomorrow."

Han Fei looked into his eyes, and the emotion of parting for ten years suddenly became strong. He wanted to rub him into his arms, but he was afraid of scaring him away.After conflicting for a long time, I finally made up my mind, stretched out my hand towards the man, and murmured:

"Ovary..." The hands were getting closer and closer to the shoulders.

Just at the critical moment, "Ah———"

A scream not far away defeated Han Fei's courage.

Zhang Liang was very familiar with this voice, "It's Ruoli!"

He didn't care whether he could see it or not, and hurried towards Ruoli's direction, only to see the person who was at the entrance of the alley hugging a tree miserably, crying loudly:

"Ah ah ah—my lord—there are mice——"

Han Fei: "..."

Zhang Liang said he didn't see the mouse, and coaxed the people down. After finally being quiet, he suddenly remembered that Han Fei had just called him, so he turned around and asked, "By the way, Brother Han, what did you call me for?"

Han Fei had given up on his previous thoughts, and just stared at Ruoli with a grim expression, "It's okay..."

Ruoli was startled by this look, and quickly shrunk his neck - this Ninth Young Master is really, really scary!

Back home that night, Zhang Liang couldn't calm down, he soaked in the tub for half an hour, he didn't feel weak or sleepy, instead he became more energetic.

This is the first reunion he has experienced.Before that, no matter whether it was his father, Han Fei, or Ximen Yan, relatives, elder brother, or lover, they all left and never heard from.

Probably because he ate too much pear flower paste, and some god in the sky happened to like it, so he arranged a reunion for him.

I also sank my head into the water, and the black hair fluttered in the hot soup, one by one, like silk.The phrase "Ovary, call Brother Han to listen" echoed in his ears, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.Unlike the polite smiles of the past, this one is sincere.

Meeting again after a long absence is really satisfying!

I didn't feel sleepy all the time, so I simply flipped through the book.Time passed quietly, and when he finally felt sleepy, it was almost dawn.

Afraid of oversleeping and wanting to learn the family law, Zhang Liang simply stayed awake, Zhang Liang thought, stretched his waist, and opened another book.

When Chen Shi opened the ground and turned back, he saw someone taking a nap on the table.The Zhang family has strict rules, and as the head of the family, Zhang Kaidang was about to get angry, but he was persuaded by the people around him in time.

"It seems that Zifang is too tired. Mr. Xiangguo doesn't need to disturb him. I will visit again tomorrow."

It was Han Cheng who spoke, the fourth son of South Korea.It is also among the royal family's wine bags and rice bags, very few have strategies and means.He cherishes talents like fate, and he wins over capable people and strangers everywhere, and the number of diners in his house has reached thirty.Although he has no children under his knees, he has an adopted son "Qiancheng", who walks through Yang with a hundred steps, and the sharp arrow on the bow never misses.

A few days ago, the turmoil of abolishing the crown prince was very serious, and King Han finally chose to protect the crown prince, which was beyond his expectation.Thinking about it with his toes, it is clear that such a plan to retreat completely did not come from the crown prince's useless person.After several inquiries, it turned out that it was Zhang Liang, the young grandson of Xiangguo.

Opening his hands in embarrassment, "The Fourth Highness has come to the Bifu, the dog grandson has been so disrespectful, the old man is ashamed!"

Han Cheng raised his hand, put his index finger on his lips to signal silence, then closed the door himself, and retreated to the other courtyard with Zhang Kaidi.Dafang smiled and said: "Zifang studied hard day and night to have such extraordinary wisdom. Xiangguo should be gratified to have future generations."

Openly bent slightly, said: "The Fourth Highness is magnanimous, and the old minister admires it."

Han Cheng clarified his intentions, "Master Xiangguo is too polite, Han Cheng is only here today to recruit talents, and has no other intentions."

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It’s been snowing for the past two days, it’s so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, I can’t code when I’m hiding in bed T^T strike strike strike strike