Opposite the entrance hall

The Zhaoling order to go to Wanping was made in early June. There were quite a lot of people going this time, so more preparations were needed. Ji Si was busy entrusting his official duties to Sun Xing for the past two days, and did not return until late at night.

He did not return to his own courtyard when he returned to the mansion, but turned around and went to the small courtyard of the first day of junior high school. After taking Zhu Yingzhou back to Ji's mansion, he placed him in the first day of junior high school for the convenience of taking care of him. The age difference is not too much, and the first year of junior high school is cheerful, and can help enlighten Zhu Yingzhou's knots; A lot of thought.

The door of the room was not closed, and the orange candles lit up a small square in the courtyard. When you got closer, you could hear chatter and laughter coming from inside. Ji Si leaned against the door frame and listened for a while, listening On the first day of the junior high school, he told his stories in Xiangzhou and Kashgar, and nodded with satisfaction, without any embarrassment of eavesdropping.

Just a joke, the entire Jifu belongs to him, and it's not an eavesdropping just to happen to be standing here.

Zhu Ying turned his head sideways, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ji Si standing by the door frame, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he was cold with that face that everyone owed him nothing or thirty thousand.

Seeing him on the first day of junior high school, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around too. His eyes lit up when he saw Ji Si, he raised a big smile, got up and moved over, and asked impatiently, "Your Excellency is back, can you eat?"

"Eat, eat. I will always remember Dr. Cen's doctor's advice, and I will never forget it." Ji Si also smiled, feeling that compared with the white-eyed wolf on the bed, his little cub is loved everywhere. , Thinking so, he raised his hand and rubbed his head. It felt good, so he rubbed it a few more times.

"My lord says this every time, and I lie every time." On the first day of junior high school, he let people do whatever he wanted on the top of his head, but he frowned and said in displeasure: "If your stomach hurts at night, you will suffer from it, and then I won't care about it." you."

Ji Si rubbed his nose, feeling that it was inappropriate for him to be under the control of a little boy, so he was a little embarrassed when he said it, so he had to divert his attention and ask, "How is Zhu Yingzhou's injury?"

Naturally, Zhu Yingzhou would not answer Ji Si's words. He was extremely resistant to this rumored treacherous villain, but after getting along with him recently, he sighed that he was far from the rumors, but he couldn't help but put on a show, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while. , I wanted to wait and see what happened.

Hearing the words on the first day of junior high school, he glanced cautiously at the indifferent Zhu Yingzhou, hesitated for a while and said: "It's very good, I wish you a good foundation, and you don't lack all kinds of precious medicinal materials, and your recovery is much better than expected. As long as you cultivate yourself well, you'll be fine."

Sitting at the table, Ji Si poured a cup of tea by himself, picked it up and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff lightly, and then slowly said, "Just tell the truth about how you are recovering, and don't hide it. Far, I can also start to arrange."

"Are you going to Wanping?" Zhu Yingzhou asked in shock.

"The injuries on the body are not serious, but the feet are a bit serious." Chu Yi sighed, "The charcoal fire was so hot that it was burned badly, but the back was hit by the knife point a lot, and the soles of the feet Most of the tender meat has been cut off, the best situation is that you can barely get down to the ground, but running and jumping is not enough, if the situation is not good, maybe even getting down to the ground will be a problem, "

Ji Si sipped his tea and frowned, and asked, "Then can he follow us to Wanping?"

"Are we going to Wanping?" Zhu Yingzhou asked again.

However, he still didn't return to him, Chu Xiao's face was wrinkled together and he was a little embarrassed, "According to his situation, he is not suitable for long-distance travel, but if he has to go, as long as someone takes good care of him, this person needs to be careful. Understand medical skills..."

Speaking of which, he stopped and got closer, blinking his eyes at Ji Si, almost writing on his face: Take me, take me, take me!

The latter was amused by his appearance, and was also happy to satisfy his small thoughts, so he raised his chin, "Then I have to trouble Dr. Cen to come with me."

"It's easy to talk about." Chuyi smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Zhu Yingzhou watched the two get along with each other, looked left and right and continued to ask, "Why are you going to Wanping all of a sudden?"

Seeing his worried expression, Ji Si put down his teacup and said, "If you don't go to Wan Ping, how can I find out the truth of this matter for you?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yingzhou lowered his eyes, bit his lips and whispered, "Are you really going to make Cao Ping, Wang Yangchun and others pay for their lives?"

"Besides trusting me, do you have any choice?"

The two looked at each other, Zhu Yingzhou was the first to be defeated, and he lowered his tone at the beginning, "Thank you...Master Ji..."

This appearance made Ji Si raise his eyebrows, and his mood couldn't help becoming lighter. Let Chuyi hurry up to pack his bags, and then walked slowly to the study. Zhong took it back to the room and looked back and forth by the light of the candle.

Ji Si has never figured out who gave this fan to him. Mr. Ji has little blood relationship and no close friends. He has made countless enemies on weekdays. He always wants to kill him, so he cherishes what others give him. A little warmth, I just held an umbrella for him at that time, but I was able to make this person remember this love, and even after my death, I had the heart to set up a tablet for Fang Changsheng in Hongfu Temple.

Although he was also responsible for his own death, but in terms of the matter, this kind of heart still moved Ji Si. If he kept the umbrella, then the fan must be more important. Could it be that it was a gift from Mrs. Ji's mother?

But it doesn't seem right, generally speaking, the gifts from relatives are mostly personal belongings, not to mention that this fan doesn't seem to be from the hands of a woman.

Ji Si shook his head and denied this idea, opened the fan little by little, and recited the poem on the fan: "The sun is slanting, the clouds are far away, and the mountains are far away. This scene hides our sorrow together. In the future, we will bring horses to roar in the west wind, and we will be in the same boat through the moon." The water goes east."

He frowned tightly, and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously. The tapping sound was very obvious in the silent room, and Ji Si couldn't help but let Ji Si's thoughts drift away. He closed his eyes and silently repeated the poem. A picture suddenly flashed in my mind. In the picture, Master Ji gave a jade pendant to a person. The person's face was covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly. Only thin lips could be seen opening and closing, as if talking about something.

Affected by Mr. Ji's emotions, Ji Si's heart beat inexplicably faster, and the uncontrollable emotions were about to be vented, that kind of nervousness, urgency, and timidity.

Suddenly, Ji Si opened his eyes, breathed rapidly, and gasped for breath, clenched the edge of the table tightly, and the handle of the fan was a little painful in his hand, but it calmed down his emotions.

Maybe he thought about the wrong direction at the beginning, for example, the person who gave this fan is indeed someone who is very important to Master Ji, but who said that this person must be a woman?What about men?What about a man that Mr. Ji likes?

Ji Si's heart sank, and his eyes on the candle became complicated.

The candle flame was swayed by the wind, and the light and shadow alternated, casting a figure on the wall. A man walked in from outside the house, his clothes brought up a gust of wind, the light in front of the door dimmed a bit, and the wick danced and gradually returned Bright.

"My lord," the visitor bowed and saluted, "everything has been arranged."

A human face emerged from the darkness, and it was Li Hongyu's face. A flat map was spread out in front of him, and many annotations were carefully marked on it with cinnabar. Li Hongyu didn't look up when he heard the sound, but just put down his pen and raised his eyes to look at it. Seeing people, far from being weak and gentle as in the past, he said coldly: "Go down."

"Yes."

The man took a few steps back and left the room. Alu happened to be walking in front of him, so he couldn't help but take a second look, stepped into the room and saluted, "My lord."

"How is it?"

Alu shook his head, "The doctor went to see it, but nothing."

"It's been a few months, and people have been sleeping in her room every day, so why hasn't her stomach moved?" Li Hongyu frowned, already a little unhappy, "I asked people to prescribe some medicine to recuperate the body." Send it over, if it doesn't work, the king can only take concubines from outsiders."

"Yes," Alu responded with a nod of his head, "I heard from the second master that the prince...sent someone to...delivered a letter..."

Before the words fell, Li Hongyu looked over with sharp eyes, his eyes were full of cold air, Alu immediately knelt down in a hurry, and tried to explain, "I don't have any other intentions, it's just that this man is scheming and scheming, the prince is an alliance with him, although It is borrowing the banner of the second master, but after all, it is not appropriate to seek skin from a tiger, I hope the prince will think more about it."

"This king knows well, which of those idiots can be my opponent," Li Hongyu snorted coldly, "All you have to do is remember who is your master, don't be self-righteous, cough cough cough..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly coughed, and Alu said in a panic: "My lord is suffering from an old disease, and this subordinate is the Chuan doctor."

"No need," Li Hongyu raised his hand to call people back, took a few breaths before saying again: "You go down."

"Subordinate..." Alu was still a little worried, but he didn't dare to disobey Li Hongyu, so he had to go out in response.

When the people walked away, Li Hongyu glanced down at the map on the table, and the next moment there was a whisper in the silent room, "Ji Si..."

The voice was very soft, mixed with some inexplicable savageness, it just drifted away in the night, and was sent to another place by the wind.

One sound after another, the lingering sound surrounds the ears, from far to near, the sound does not stop.

Ji Si suddenly woke up from the nightmare, the genius was dim, and only a small ray of light came in. He slumped on the bed, sweating profusely, even the clothes on his body were wet with cold sweat, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water the average.

He touched his beating heart, sighed faintly, and a hoarse and deep voice sounded in the room, "This nightmare scares me to death."

Disturbed by this dream, he lost his sleepiness, so he washed up early and went to the yamen. Cao Weiyuan was involved in the Wanping case, and because he was the secretary of the household department, he was not good at work, so he was suspended from his job and asked to go back to his residence. Therefore, if there is any business in the yamen, it will all be on Ji Si's head.

The Household Yamen has been on the cusp these few days, and no one dared to slack off when such a big incident happened. They haven’t had a good night’s sleep for several days. The other nine people were also checked one by one, otherwise there would be another lawsuit against Wang Yingzhou and Li Yingzhou, and everyone in the household department would suffer.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the gate of the yamen, the back foot Sun Hailian rushed out with several heads of the household department, and saluted in a panic when he saw Ji Si.

Ji Si nodded, and asked with his hands behind his back, "Where is this going?"

"In the past few days, I checked the accounts of various departments over the years. I never thought that the room where the accounts were piled up fell into disrepair for a long time. The subordinate officials are going to the Ministry of Industry to make a foundation, so that they can hurry up and send someone to repair it when they have time." Sun Xing answered.

"Collapsed?" Ji Si squinted his eyes, "How did no one tell me when?"

"What happened in Zaozi," Sun Xing replied again, "it happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to tell my lord, although fortunately no one was injured, it's just..."

"Just what?"

So you frowned, and said worriedly: "It's just that the house collapsed suddenly, and there hasn't been a drop of rain for many days in a row. The sky is so dry that the lantern under the eaves fell down, and the sparks caught on the paper and caught fire." , although it was controlled at the first time, it still burned and wrote the accounts."

"Do you know which state or county it is from?"

"When the fire was extinguished, the lower official picked up the book, and was about to go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry to return to the lord." Sun Xing took out the half-burned account book from his arms, "The fire came so fiercely, it was the negligence of the lower official, and I hope the lord punishment."

Ji Si took a look with his lowered eyes, and there were a few words written on the cover page, but because part of it was burned off, it seemed intermittent, "Ten years in Chengde, Qu Ding."

He looked at the account book thoughtfully, and then said in a deep voice: "You need to write a note about the collapse and hand it to the emperor. By then, the government office of the Ministry of Industry will not have the courage to drag you on purpose. Those account books are very precious, but they will not stand From the wind and the sun."

"The next official knows, and the next official will make arrangements."

Sun Xing led the people and left in a hurry, Ji Si looked at the account book in his hand and said to himself: "This is too coincidental."

The house collapsed last night, and the office of the household department was in a mess. Ji Si walked slowly to the place where the ledgers were piled up. There were still many people cleaning up the ruins. Seeing him coming, they all stopped what they were doing to salute. Ji Si waved his hand , Pretending to be casually wandering around, at this moment, I caught a glimpse of some white powder on the falling beam, mixed with carbon ash, like lime falling from the wall.

He kept an eye out, and walked over while no one was paying attention, and some white powder dissipated on the hem of his clothes, and Ji Si's face suddenly sank.

Seeing this, the head of the household department at the side hastily searched for a clean veil and handed it over, half bent over to wipe it for others, flatteringly said: "This place is very dirty, please stay away, my lord. Let the subordinates deal with it, why don't you come here yourself."

The creases on this man's face were all wrinkled together, it was really not good-looking, Lord Ji Si snatched the veil a little annoyed and wiped it himself, and said in a cold voice: "Clean it up quickly, I will be covered in ashes."

While talking, he clapped his hands with distaste, displeased with the slow movement of others, told them to clean up the place earlier, and just left here cursing, as if he was very angry.

It was just that later, he silently blocked Du Heng who was going home after spending a lot of money.

Du Heng stopped and looked at the person standing in front of his house. For some reason, he felt a headache and said weakly: "Why do I feel that something big is about to happen every time you come to look for me?"

"Cun Xiaozhen can joke." Ji Si smiled and raised the wine jar in his hand, "I didn't come here empty-handed, didn't I bring you wine?"

After finishing speaking, he moved to the side very obediently, and waited for someone to open the door before he walked in.

He put the wine jar on the table, took out a few packs of snacks from his pocket and opened them one by one, turned over the upside-down tea bowls, pulled out the cork and poured the wine, picked up one of the bowls and put it on the tip of his nose to smell. After sniffing, he raised his head and took a sip, smiled, "This wine is not bad, try it quickly."

Du Heng glanced at the person indifferently, and picked up the wine bowl, but he didn't drink it up like Ji Si did. He just took a sip and put it down. He asked warmly, "When are you going to Wanping?"

"In a couple of days," Ji Si twiddled the peanuts and threw them into his mouth, chewing them, "It's mainly because Pei Qixiu had to work hard, but I'm fine, and I can go on the road with Zhu Yingzhou."

"So, are you free to chat with me?"

"That's not true." Ji Si patted the salt grains on his hands, lowered his voice and said, "Did you hear that the yamen of the household department was flooded last night?"

"Did the yamen of the Ministry of Households leak?" Du Heng was a little shocked, "I haven't heard of it, but what happened?"

"It's all right," Ji Si poured the wine again, the sound of the liquid falling into the bowl was very clear, and he continued unhurriedly, "It's just that the beams where the accounts were piled up have been in disrepair for a long time, and they couldn't support them. The hanging lantern fell and the paper was lit and the water went away, but it was quickly brought under control."

"Oh." Du Heng responded indifferently.

Ji Si was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Just one sentence? It's gone? Don't you even ask?"

Du Heng hooked his lips, raised his eyelids to look at the person, kissed him with thin lips, and said two words, "Don't ask."

So it was Ji Si's turn to hang on his breath, stuck in his throat like this, he raised his head and drank another glass of wine, squinting at him, feeling ashamed of Du Heng's unreasonable behavior in his eyes.

This appearance amused Du Heng, sometimes he felt that the minister of the household department was far from being as old as he looked, but more like a half-grown child, especially after you got to know him well, those behaviors were quite carefree Temperament, very childish.

Seeing people frowning and thinking, Du Heng also knew it well, put down the tea bowl, and asked very cooperatively: "So what's wrong with this fire?"

Ji Si also knew the priorities. Hearing this, he took out a thin oil-paper bag and slowly opened it, trying the white powder inside. Du Heng looked at it for a while, and looked up at the person in great puzzlement.

"This thing was taken from the beam of the water supply room," Ji Si said, "It stands to reason that the household office has been in disrepair for a long time, and the lime color on the wall should be darker, but the powder is very white when I look at it. It looks like lime, but I don’t know what it is for a while, so I want to show it to you, maybe you can see something.”

Du Heng took the paper bag, twisted it up with his fingertips, and rubbed it on his fingertips. He didn't take much powder, so he took half of it at once, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and then put it in his mouth. stretch.

"This can't be..." Before Ji Si could stop him in the future, he saw that the man had already put his white and pink fingers into his mouth, his eyes widened, his face was full of surprise, and he hurriedly urged, "Spit it out, you Don't be afraid of being poisonous, do you know where this thing came from, just put it in your mouth!"

"I can't die, try it."

Ji Si felt cold all over his body, but he didn't have such a perverted taste, so he waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

Du Heng didn't mind either. He patted the nipples on his hands and said, "This stuff is not poisonous, and as you know, it's wheat flour."

"Wheat flour?"

"Well," Du Heng nodded, "Many people don't know that because wheat flour is made from dry grains, it has the effect of supporting combustion. The coarser the wheat flour, the better the combustion-supporting effect, but not too much , if there is too much, it will cause a crash, and the sound is very loud, so this person should be very careful."

Having said that, he stopped, and looked at Ji Si with a solemn expression, "The fire in the household department is interesting to burn, but is there anything lost?"

"I didn't lose anything," Ji Si tapped the table with his finger, "I just burned some books."

"It's not a trivial matter, which county is it from?" Du Heng asked.

Ji Si raised his eyebrows, "It's fixed."

After the words fell, Du Heng understood a little bit, but he was puzzled and said: "You are suspicious..."

Although he didn't finish speaking, Ji Si understood the meaning of his words and nodded sincerely, "Half and half, it's just that some facts are too coincidental, so I can only take the premise that everything is possible, boldly Think about it."

"You suspect that Kong Lingqiu is related to Xiqiang. This idea is indeed very bold." Du Heng smiled bitterly, "Then why don't you be bolder and suspect that King Qin is also related to Xiqiang."

"King Qin..." Ji Si muttered two words, but Li Hongyu's gentle and elegant face appeared in front of his eyes, and the strange feeling in his heart resurfaced again. He knew that this was the reaction of Master Ji's body. , "It's not impossible."

"Are you serious or joking?" Du Heng looked at the person in disbelief, "As a prince, why can't you think about being a treasoner? What benefits can Xiqiang do? It's very different, you can't give him the throne of Xiqiang; if it is for the throne, but the emperor intends to cultivate and promote him, he is still unmoved, and he doesn't seem to have the intention of seizing the heir. I can’t afford to think about it, your idea is really bold, if you teach others to listen to it, you would have died ten times or eight times.”

Ji Si rubbed his nose and let others preach. He also felt that his idea didn't make sense, so he said with a smile: "Isn't this nonsense, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously."

Du Heng looked at the person and sighed, "So, why are you looking for me today?"

Seeing that he was back on the topic again, Ji Si hurriedly moved closer and lowered his voice to explain clearly, but Du Heng's expression was a bit complicated after hearing it, and he regretted that he had met such a person. .

Before leaving, Ji Si raised his head and drank a few more bowls of wine. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Du Heng was afraid that this person would drink like this. He raised his hand to stop it, "Don't, don't, I'm not drunk, I just drink some wine to strengthen my courage, so I can do things later."

Du Heng didn't bother to ask what to do, but just sat back.

After a few bowls of wine, Ji Si took a break from the wine, waved his hands and walked out of Du Heng's yard slowly. The cool night breeze hit his face, dispelling the warmth from the wine. It was remote, and it took another half an hour to get to the back door of the Qi Mansion. He wrapped the hem of his clothes in his belt, rubbed his hands and rushed up with a lunge. After wasting his boss's effort, he finally climbed over the wall. The other foot outside the wall moved over, turned around, and met Qi Ran who was sitting in the pavilion enjoying the shade.

"Second Master Qi," Ji Si raised his chin and greeted him, "Aren't you asleep yet? Are you waiting for me? It's normal for the long night to be lonely and unbearable."

Qi Ran glared at him, "Didn't I tell you not to climb over the wall in the future, you never took my words to heart."

"There's no such thing as the excitement of climbing over the wall when you enter through the door." Ji Si clicked his tongue, jumped to the ground gracefully, trotted into the pavilion, and approached Qi Ran, blinking his eyes and said sternly: "This month Isn't it a bit of a treat to steal the fragrance?"

"Have you been drinking?" Qi Ran's nose twitched, and the strong smell of alcohol on this man's body was even more obvious when he got closer.

"A little bit," Ji Si compared with his fingers, shrugged innocently, "Du Cunxiao insisted on pulling me to drink, I couldn't hold him back, so I drank a few cups with him."

Qi Ran poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over, "Doesn't your head hurt or dizzy?"

"It hurts." Ji Si made a gesture and fell down on the table, covering his head and began to yell, "This is really strong after drinking, I didn't feel it before, but now I have a terrible headache, ah, why is this pavilion spinning, it can't work, I'm afraid I can't walk anymore."

"It's okay, just stay in my room." Qi Ran had a smile in his eyes, turning a blind eye to this man's poor acting skills, with a caring and considerate look, "It's getting late and it's not appropriate, wait until you sober up Just go back."

Ji Si folded his hands horizontally on the stone table, lay on his stomach and tilted his head, as if he didn't expect things to progress so fast, and his belly full of manuscripts was useless, so he frowned reluctantly: "That's okay .”

With a slight smile on Qi Ran's lips, he got up and squatted down with his back facing the person.

"uh-huh?"

"Aren't you too drunk to walk? I'll carry you back." Qi Ran's voice came.

Looking at the slightly protruding spine of the man in front of him, Ji Si couldn't help grinning silly, and jumped on him, wrapping his hands tightly around his neck.

He used a lot of force, and Qi Ran's center of gravity leaned forward and was almost thrown forward. He quickly supported Zhuo Yan to stabilize his body, hugged his feet tightly and lifted him up, slightly tilted his head and said softly Said: "Relax, I'm almost out of breath by you."

"Don't let go." Ji Si buried his head in a muffled voice, although he said so, his hands relaxed a little.

Qi Ran smiled helplessly, walked out of the pavilion with the drunk behind his back, and walked into the house, the moonlight was bright and silver, spreading between the sky and the earth, falling on the two of them as if coated with a thin layer of halo, The overlapping shadows are drawn long and thin on the ground.

Ji Si stared sideways at the shadow on the ground, and said softly, "I'm not actually drunk."

"Ok, I know."

"You put me down and I go by myself."

"Don't let go." Now it's Qi Ran's turn to say this sentence, the meaning is the same but a little different, the corners of Ji Si's lips are gradually raised, and there is a star in his eyes, which makes this person The stars all over the sky dimmed a bit.

It wasn't that far from the pavilion to the house, Qi Ran put him down carefully, placed him on the soft couch and sat down, just as he was about to turn around, he felt his sleeves being gently grabbed, he turned around in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to Wanping."

"I know."

"You don't say a few words."

"Everything is careful."

Hearing this indifferent answer, Ji Si became inexplicably angry, and the pride and pride of being favored and arrogant surged up, and he threw off his sleeves and said indignantly: "Forget it, I'm sober, I'll go home No, don't send it away."

Qi Ran held him down. He knew why Ji Si was doing all kinds of abnormal things tonight, so he could only sigh a long time, and squatted on him while holding Ji Si's hands, looking at people from bottom to top, those eyes It's like a dark and deep lake with a little light, as if you can't see the bottom.

"Ji Si," Qi Ran opened and closed his lips, "I didn't express my reluctance, because I didn't want you to think I was a hypocritical person. I have never felt these feelings before you, and my closest relatives will not have them." , Others are not worthy of my heart, and naturally there will be none. I think that I am indifferent, rational and self-sustaining. I have never been influenced by other people's emotions, but they are all invalid in front of you. I know how good you are, it is because of you Everything is good that makes me love you so much that I want to hide you and only allow you to see me alone. The Qi family has always advocated not to force things that are fruitless, let it be, but now I start to be jealous, jealous of the first day of junior high school, jealous of you Ping An, senior brother who is jealous, a jealous look is always ugly, I don't want you to see me like that, you just need to remember that beautiful Qi Ziheng."

Hearing these words, Ji Si was stunned. The Qi Ran he knew had an extremely restrained temperament. If it wasn't for that clothes tomb, Ji Si would not have known Qi Ran's affection for him, but in fact, Qi Ran had never I personally told him that I heard it before, and every word of this sentence fell into my ears and hit my heart, and my heart speeded up a little inexplicably.

Ji Si smiled, and leaned down, "I want the beautiful Qi Ziheng, and I also want the sinister and cunning Qi Ziheng. I will accept all your good and bad. From now on, you can get your jealousy back from me. I'm ready..."

After finishing speaking, he clenched Qi Ran's collar and pulled towards him, the last words were drowned in the entangled lips and tongues of the two.

A drop of wax fell from the candlestick on the table, and the night was still long.

With a sound of "bang", the table was hit hard, the tea set placed on it also trembled, the candle flame beside it jumped a few times, the light and shadow flickered, and even the situation became tense.

"Nonsense!" Yan Shizheng blew his beard and stared, pointing at people and yelling, "General Pei was ordered by the emperor to go to Pingping, why are you joining in the fun? Do you have any points for your own ability? Then get rid of Tim Chaos What else can I do?"

Yan Zhao raised his head with dissatisfaction, bit his lips and pushed back, "Didn't you tell me to learn how to deal with this young master's temper? If I follow you to Wanping, I might be able to make a career out of it, isn't that more in line with your wishes..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Shizheng roared again, "Follow me? Do you think going to Wanping is just for fun? The road is full of dangers, and those rogues and bandits will not come to your battalion. That’s right, a single negligence will kill you! You can’t guarantee yourself, so how can you achieve a career.”

"Yes, Qingqing, what your father said is reasonable," Princess Zhaoyang echoed. She is old, plump, but pampered, and still has a different charm. She is also frowning at this time. Extremely worried, "Lin'an is more than a thousand miles away from Wanping, and there is also the border of Dajin, where wars are constantly raging. I heard from your father that Beiyan has not stopped recently. It's so dangerous. Let's not go. If you want to play, In a few days, mother will accompany you to pick greens, or buy a few more ponies, don't you like to fight crickets, mother will let you find the best one, so we can stay in Lin'an. You haven’t come back for quite a while, and you’ve lost so much weight, if you ask me, don’t go to any camp.”

Listening to his mother's words, Yan Zhao also looked aggrieved, but he still said forcefully: "I don't want a pony, I don't want a cricket, I'm going to Wanping, I'm going to be a soldier under Pei Zhan, mother, You believe me, I'm transsexual."

"If you are really capable, General Pei will not let you go, and you have to come back and let your father look down on his old face and ask for a place for you?"

After the words fell, Yan Zhao felt even more aggrieved, but he couldn't refute. In fact, Pei Qixiu didn't want him to go at all. No matter how he behaved or how well he did, in Pei Qixiu's eyes, Yan Guanqing was still that useless person in Lin'an City who was idle and caused trouble. Thinking of this, a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart, Yan Zhao's eyes turned red, and he just repeated, "I'm going to Pingping..."

"Qingqing, be more obedient." Seeing his red eyes, Princess Zhaoyang felt uncomfortable, and said in a crying voice, "It's not that I won't let you go, it's just that the sky is high and the earth is far away. If you have... you Let the mother how to live, how to live!"

The woman's cry suddenly rang out in the room. Yan Zhao was most afraid of women's tears, especially his mother's. He was completely helpless, and immediately said anxiously to the ants on the hot pot, "I won't go, I'm not going, mother, don't cry."

Yan Shizheng didn't make a sound, but asked after a while: "Are you really not going?"

Yan Zhao didn't think so in his heart, but when he saw the tears on Princess Zhaoyang's face, he couldn't say the word "go", so he could only reply sullenly, "I won't go."

"Well, your mother has a heart attack and didn't tell you because she was afraid you were worried, so you can just stay with her these days."

"Qingqing, don't listen to your father's nonsense, mother is fine." Princess Zhaoyang patted Yan Zhao's head.

Yan Shizheng stared and retorted, "I don't know who couldn't sleep because of the pain a few days ago, and said that it would be fine if my son was here."

"I just said it casually."

"Next time you get hurt, I won't care about you."

……

Yan Zhao stood aside and listened to the quarrel between the two with downcast eyes. He knew in his heart that his parents did it deliberately, but he still couldn't refuse. As a son, if he couldn't accept his parents' knees, it would be too unfilial.

He sighed deeply in his heart.

The rooster crows, and the morning light is just fainting.

The cloudy clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing a golden eye, the morning glow slowly unfolded, the cool wind came in from the window lattice, and the wind passed through the veil, as if it was not afraid to disturb the dream. whisper.

The morning wind carried a hint of coolness, the smooth and delicate back was exposed, and the shoulders as white as jade were still slightly red. Slowly open your eyes.

Ji Si raised his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Qi Ran's smooth jaw. This man was sleeping very well, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances. Hearing the birdsong from the courtyard, he relaxed his movements to get out of his arms. Pushing it out, looking around on the bed, I saw the clothes under the bed, thinking of the lingering appearance of the two of them last night, I blushed a little.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, they were as soft as if they were just in the clouds. Ji Si, who was in pain somewhere in his waist and abdomen, went dark, and hurriedly supported the edge of the bed to avoid falling into the mud.

He turned his head and stared fiercely at Zhengxiang's culprit who was sleeping on the bed, and muttered in a hoarse voice, "Beast."

Then he held his waist and grinned and picked out his own from the scattered clothes.

What Qi Ran saw when he opened his eyes was such a scene. His jet-black hair was scattered behind him, barely covering the position of his lower back, and he bent slightly to leave an extremely imaginative arc. On Ji Si's body, there were bluish-red marks on Ji Si's originally fair and flawless skin, which was charming and ambiguous.

His eyes darkened a bit, and he waited for the person to put on his clothes to cover the room with spring light before he said in a low voice, "Why don't you wake me up?"

Hearing the movement, Ji Si turned around while wearing his belt, sat on the edge of the bed with his black hair slipping from behind to the front, and smiled at the person, "Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I can't bear to disturb your dream."

Qi Ran raised his hand and rubbed the ends of Ji Si's hair, and suddenly said, "I'll tie your hair for you today, okay?"

Ji Si was stunned for a moment, and responded with a smile on his lips.

The two of them sat at the table after washing up for a while. Qi Ran was only wearing a coat and trousers and a silver-gray robe. Standing behind Ji Si, he looked in the mirror like a couple who had been in love for many years. Mate is average.

"When we get old in the future, I will find a yard with four entrances and four exits, drink wine and tea in the cool air, and then open a teahouse to make a living. When I become a doctor in the first year of junior high school, Nian'er will be the young master of our family. Ping'an's temper Just try to be a steward, and you can raise flowers and grow vegetables when you have nothing to do, and you can enjoy your leisure time."

"Then what should I do?" Qi Ran asked.

Ji Si slightly raised his head to look at the person in the mirror and raised his eyebrows, "You? I'll reward you to tie my hair for me. I can't do without your food."

Qi Ran didn't answer, but his tender eyes revealed his pleasure, and his hands moved cleanly.