Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Under the bright moonlight, Zhang Liang held up a lantern, and Han Fei rolled up his sleeves, digging holes in the corner of the courtyard regardless of his image.

It's just July, and the pear tree's flowers have disappeared from the branches, and the dark green leaves are still on the branches, covering each other.Only young fruits the size of a child's fist emerge from the treetops sparsely, and the peel is green, very immature color.

They dug up two jars of wine, patted off the soil covering them, unsealed the jars, sat side by side on the roof, watched the moonlight, tasted the wine, and the years were quiet.

"Grandfather said, Your Majesty talked to Brother Han for a long time today?" Zhang Liang took a sip of the wine, feeling that it was too spicy, so he stopped drinking.

Han Fei thought for a while, but still concealed the content of the conversation, and said, "Just talk about it, it's not a big deal."

Naturally, he had to keep it a secret, how could he let Zhang Liang know about the marriage?So quickly change the subject-

"Zifang, what do you think about Korea?" He squinted his eyes and looked at the palace in the distance. The resplendent place like a golden silk cage is related to the fate of the whole country.

Zhang Liang was stunned, "The truth?"

Han Fei affirmed, "The truth."

Zhang Liang held the wine jar on his knees, lowered his eyes and said: "The king will be suppressed, and the people will complain. Such a situation must not be indulged forever."

These words are very real, hit the nail on the head, and there is no pretense of hypocrisy.

Han Fei glanced at him appreciatively, "I want to go with me." He raised his head and took a sip of the wine, his throat was pungent and irritating, and said, "In Zifang's heart, if you want to change South Korea, the first What is one thing to do?"

Zhang Liang looked at him complainingly, and deliberately did not answer, "Brother Han's question is too difficult, I don't know."

Han Fei stared at him with a half-smile, "It's not that Zifang knows, but I just don't want to talk about it."

Zhang Liang pretended to be drinking to fool the question.They all know in their hearts that whoever is in power, who covets the throne, and who is coveted by all the organs.If South Korea is to be changed, this person must disappear, at least, from the position of general - Ji Wuye.

Han Fei looked at the tiny flying birds in the moon halo, his expression became distant, and he sighed: "I thought that it was because of Ji Wuye that South Korea would become what it is today. It is not the case. It is because of South Korea that there are people like Ji Wuye. That kind of people."

Zhang Liang was startled, and lowered his eyes, "Grandpa said the same thing as Brother Han. The political branch in South Korea has not been rectified, and this problem has always existed. If one Ji Wuye goes down, there will be a second Ji Wuye coming up."

Han Fei curled his lips slightly when he heard this semi-affirmative sentence, "Does that prove that my brother's views are not so superficial?"

Zhang Liang subconsciously rubbed the rough surface of the wine jar, "Zifang has never thought Brother Han is superficial. On the contrary, I have always respected you in my heart."

When he talked about his emotions, he suddenly became more talkative, "You have been to Sanghai City thousands of mountains away, you have met the sages in the land of Qilu, and you have worshiped Master Xun as your teacher. All these make me I'm so envious."

Han Fei smiled bitterly, "Really..."

Zhang Liang thought of the news he heard from Zhang Kaidi, and he said with relief: "Although the king has not seen Brother Han's excellence, God can only bring great disasters to Si people, so that great joy can come to you." Sri Lankan. It’s a long journey, after this period, brother Han’s sharp sword can be unsheathed.”

Han Fei stopped drinking suddenly, smiled to himself, and then raised his eyebrows maliciously, "It sounds like I have a high status in Zifang's heart?"

Zhang Liang nodded without question, "Naturally."

Sincerely.

"Very good!" Han Fei suddenly regained confidence, and Zhang Liang brought him back to life with a few words.He raised his hand and raised the wine jar to the bright moon, his eyes were clear, and he said: "The day I get out of the scabbard, I will definitely treat you to a drink!"

Zhang Liang shook the jar in his hand, "Aren't you already drinking?"

Han Fei shook his head, "When the time comes, I'll treat you to some pear blossom stuffing. It tastes much better than this."

Zhang Liang nodded, raised the wine jar, his eyes were clear, "I hope that day will come soon."

Han Fei also raised it towards him, and the two jars made a "dang" sound when they collided, which was low and clear.

"Lend your auspicious words."

A small firefly fluttered in mid-air, flew to the two of them, circled a small half circle, and then drifted away along the direction of the wind.The bright green color lights up the night and adds a touch of color to the black and white scene.

The two exchanged bold words and smiled at each other.

Zhang Liang looked into Han Fei's eyes, and suddenly felt that there was no sound everywhere, and it was quiet.He realized that this was strange, and quickly looked away, holding the opening of the wine jar, and continued to look at his moon.

Han Fei was greedy for drinking, and while persuading Zhang Liang to drink less, otherwise he would be scolded by Zhang Kaidi when he found out, he secretly mixed the other party's wine into his own jar.

Zhang Liang also let him go, he didn't care who drank more or less, and just felt intoxicated against the evening wind.

"I haven't seen such a beautiful moonlight for a long time." He sighed.

Han Fei stared at the smile on his lips, obviously not drinking, "I've never seen...a moonlight more beautiful than this."

It's not that the moonlight is moving, but because it's with you, the moonlight is so moving.

That night, they talked for a long time and said a lot.Maybe it's national law and political figures, maybe it's poetry and songs.The wine washes away the sorrow, and the years blur the memory.Many years later, Zhang Liang will still miss him very much, the boy who drank with him under the moon.

In front of him, Han Fei would not say "I turned down the judicial post for you", but would only say "You are irreplaceable in my heart".

I don't say "my ambition is hard to pay, the world is unfair", but only "everything in the world has its own destiny".

Instead of saying "I will rule the roost in troubled times, for generations to come", I will only say "Do my best and have no regrets".

He will hide all his sorrows, and then reveal his sincerity and freedom, not letting his worries disturb Zhang Liang.

Because of him, reluctant.

The next day, Han Fei woke up in a daze, and the sundial was already pointing to Chenshi.The wine I drank yesterday was relatively strong, and I was dizzy all over. I was slightly drunk and the evening wind blew for a long time, which caused me to wake up with a hangover and a bit of a headache.

He lifted his heavy eyelids and got up in a daze. Feeling the pain was still there, he knocked hard on the head twice.However, after seeing the scene in front of him clearly, the headache disappeared in an instant.

I saw Zhang Liang lying beside him, with his thin lips slightly parted, sleeping peacefully.Wearing a layer of milky white underwear, the collarbone line exposed at the neckline is soft, with both hands neatly placed on the abdomen, the clean eyes like a spring are covered by eyelids, and the eyelashes are dense and long, like a small fan, casting a shadow on the eyelids.

Han Fei only felt that the pool of water in his heart suddenly rippled, rippling outwards round and round.

No, I can't watch it anymore!

He swears and closes his eyes, the inner struggle is especially fierce.

But the picture just now has always remained in his mind, as if the delicate brows and thin lips painted by a goddess, seemed to have a nameless fire burning blazingly in his chest.

It's been a long while, but I still haven't been able to resist the evil little Han Fei's drive.Guiltyly looking around, after making sure there was no one there, he lowered his head and pressed a feather-like kiss on Zhang Liang's forehead.

After succeeding, someone trembled with joy, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, got off the bed softly, and smiled smirkly at the window paper.

The eyelashes of the person on the bed moved, and decided to pretend to sleep for a while, so that it seemed more real.

..... the real dividing line .....................

"You, are you plotting against my son?" Ruoli stopped Han Fei aggressively and asked.

God knows how he felt when he saw Han Fei lying on the bed with their innocent son when he brought the mouthwash in!

Han Fei looked at him appreciatively, "You're so smart."

Ruoli was furious at this boast, pointing at him regardless of etiquette, "You are a man."

Han Fei was taken aback, "I know this."

Ruoli stomped his feet anxiously, "My son is also a man."

"I know that too."

Ruoli's tongue was knotted, "Men, men and men, no!"

Han Fei straightened his face, and coughed lightly pretending to be serious, "I am the ninth son, and you are a servant. Do you think it is okay to speak loudly to me?"

Ruoli's face was wrinkled into a bun, his eyes were sour, and he was about to cry, "You stole my son, thief!"

The corners of Han Fei's lips raised slightly, and he said attentively: "I don't understand. The ovary is the ovary. It doesn't belong to you or me. It only belongs to him." The swishing swallowtail is especially beautiful, "I will pamper and protect him until the end of my life."

Ruoli turned his head and snorted, and rebuked confidently: "You who have ink in your belly are the best at reasoning. Who will believe this kind of talk that will last forever?"

Han Fei gave him a meaningful look, "You don't need to believe it, it's enough for me to believe it myself."

Seeing that Ruoli didn't continue talking, he turned around and walked out the door, but unexpectedly, this person ran to the front to stop him.

Tears splattered on the ground, as if there was something very precious to be handed over to someone, staring at Han Fei, choked up and said: "My son is the best and best person in the world, you, what you said, you You have to do it, don't go back on your word! Don't bully him!"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and his expression softened, "Don't worry, if you are willing, I am still reluctant."

At that time, the sun was mild, the autumn wind was soft, and even the falling leaves were pleasant.It seems that every good thing is just right, no more and no less.Away from the hustle and bustle, away from the mundane world.Every moment is a good time, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere.

The next day, Han Fei met his second beautiful thing.

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