Brother's Road to Promotion

The woman's power fence was half lifted, revealing a delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth, gentle and graceful, her words and deeds seemed graceful, even when she saw Jiang Yu appearing, she only opened her eyes slightly, but in a moment she showed calmness and restraint A look of amazement.

When Jiang Yuniang saw the vigorous men on horseback just now, she was taken aback. He knew that Wan Wenxin would definitely participate, but he never thought that Pei Ze would also join.

Among the four, she still has some impressions of the most conspicuous one. She had a meeting at the Jokhang Temple a few days ago. She still remembered that the man was holding a beautiful woman in his arms. Judging from today's scene, this Men's status is not low.

Of course, this is not what she cares about. No matter how high her status is, it has nothing to do with her. She is not Jiang Zhenniang, so she can't see her identity clearly.

She was just surprised why Wan Wenxin was with Pei Ze. If Pei Ze was there, Jiang Zhenniang would be there too.

After spotting the direction in which several people left, Jiang Yuniang walked slowly outside with the maidservant.

Sure enough, the people are exceptionally complete.

"Third sister?"

Although Jiang Yuniang was wearing a power fence, she didn't have a personal servant girl. No one in the Jiang family would recognize her. If she didn't take the initiative to post it, as long as she passed by, there would always be someone who could make her wish come true.

"Hey, Big Sister, Cousin Ze," Jiang Yuniang raised the fence covering her face as if she had just discovered the group of people, "Young Master Wan, Miss Wang is here, what a coincidence."

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Jiang Yuniang was never afraid of other people's eyes. Even if the scrutinizing eyes were as surprised as seeing something strange, she could still deal with them gracefully. Therefore, she just asked with a slightly doubtful smile at this time, and she could even Playfully made a little joke, "But my face is blooming?"

Different, very different indeed.

Even with the same face, they are completely different people.

It happened that Song Yu came out with Jiang Yu, and everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between the two, as if they were looking for differences between two very similar paintings.

"It's amazing," Jiang Yuniang was surprised, and now she understood why everyone looked at her like that just now.

But her surprise was also very restrained, and she responded well. She looked Jiang Yu up and down, and exclaimed with a smile, "I have to go back and ask my mother, but I have a twin sister who was left outside."

And Jiang Yu was also surprised, but his surprise was shy and restrained, and his eyes on Jiang Yuniang were also restrained.

So much alike, so much alike.

Except that he has an extra brow mole.

Looking at the expressions of Jiang Zhenniang and the others, he knew it without saying anything. His smile was shy and supple, "I think the girl is the third younger sister in everyone's mouth."

If his conjecture is true, probably if he was born a woman, he might be like her.

Looking at the clothes, the way he talks and behaves, he is no different from the Jiang Zhenniang he knew.

Life is so unfair.

But after a while, Jiang Yu looked away and looked up at Song Yu instead.

Seeing him also looking at Jiang Yuniang thoughtfully, Jiang Yu felt a little anxious.

Probably Jiang Yu's gaze was too strong, Song Yu finally took his gaze back at Jiang Yuniang, turned his head to look at Jiang Yu, and raised his eyebrows at him suspiciously.

It seems to be asking "what's wrong".

Jiang Yu blinked, looked at the woman standing tall, lowered his eyes again, and reached out to grab Song Yu's sleeve.

The familiar restraint of the cuffs made Song Yu glance over the trembling eyelids of the boy beside him.

It's really clingy, he thought, if he did it a few more times, he might be familiar with the situation of a small thing hanging on his cuff.

Jiang Yuniang looked between the two of them for a while, and when she met Song Yu's gaze, she bowed her head generously.

As Jiang Yu gradually walked in, in the eyes of others, the difference between the two became more and more obvious.

The difference is not in appearance. Although Jiang Yu has the same delicate skin as Jiang Yuniang, but not fair enough, the most important thing is the expression between the eyebrows and eyes.

One is quiet and weak, and the other is gentle and generous.

"If this girl doesn't dislike her, if she is free some other day, she can go to the Jiang Manor to have a talk. My mother will be very happy to see her," Jiang Yuniang said.

As soon as these words came out, the sneer on Jiang Zhenniang's lips disappeared. If she didn't know what she said, she would have thought Mrs. Pei was her own mother, "Yes, Aunt Du must be happy to see her."

As soon as the voice fell, the scene immediately fell silent.

This is a pun, but not just one person.

Jiang Yu glanced at the sisters of the Jiang family, it was still the same, no matter which Jiang family they belonged to, there was no friendship between the sisters.

"It's getting late," Pei Ze's eyes swept over Jiang Zhenniang's body, and he opened his mouth to break the weird atmosphere, "Mr. Song has other arrangements. If not, why don't I be the host? How about going to Linxian Tower? Everyone must be empty." Alright."

Under Pei Ze's gaze, Jiang Zhenniang's smile froze.

"No need!" Song Yu glanced at the crowd, his eyes swept over Jiang Yuniang, "That's all for today, it's not too late to get back together again."

"Chengxing."

"Yes."

"Give the lottery to Mr. Wan."

Hearing this, the women present all set their eyes on the square box in Zhuo Chengxing's hand.

This spring god celebration is held once a year, and there are only two copies. Most of the women in Datong Prefecture are proud to have a flower crown.

Wan Wenxin, who stood aside and hadn't spoken for a while, refused when he heard the words, "My game skills are not as good as Brother Song's. Besides, Brother Zhuo also contributed a lot. This prize should belong to Brother Song."

Pei Ze also said, "I'm just trying to get my head together."

Jiang Yu was not interested in Huaguan, but he was relieved that Song Yu rejected Pei Ze's invitation.

The cloth that was lightly pinched on the fingertips slipped away from the fingers with a little force, Jiang Yu was taken aback, but just squeezed his fingers and put them back to his side, showing no emotion on his face.

Song Yu stretched out his hand to Zhuo Chengxing, and Zhuo Chengxing handed over the box in his hand very consciously.

Inside the box was a hairpin-like corolla, with gold and silver as the base, pearls and jade as the lining, carefully crafted to look like a large piece of crabapple flowers, very delicate.

It's just that there are too many exquisite jewelry, but Song Yu hasn't seen any good things, and there are no good things in the palace.

Speaking of its special significance, giving this layer as a token of love, not to mention that Song Yu doesn't have any sweethearts, but it can only be given to women in such a way.

Unfortunately, he happened to like a man.

Looking up at the people present, Song Yu took out the corolla, raised his hand and placed it on the head of the young man beside him.

What a coincidence, I happened to have a place to go today.

The cyan sleeves flashed in front of his eyes, Song Yu had a completely indifferent expression on his face, and he also looked at Jiang Yu with his own indifference.

"Farewell, everyone!" Song Yu said goodbye unceremoniously, without saying meaningless polite words, and never thanking him. The flower crown really meant nothing to him, even if it was a woman from a boudoir in Datong Mansion. The stuff of dreams.

Jiang Yu reached out his hand to touch the extra corolla on the bun, and turned his head to meet the Jiang family's daughters.

Needless to say, the younger ones, their eyes were glued to him. Although Jiang Zhenniang was expressionless, the jealousy in her eyes could not deceive anyone. He sensual, but his gaze was cast on his hair again and again.

This is good now, Jiang Yu smiled wryly, the daughters of the Jiang family looked enviously, he had indeed dreamed of it when he was young, but he had to face the reality again and again, this time he realized it as a woman.

Look at the tall man in front of you.

It seems that everything that I want to do, that I never dared to think about, is being realized one by one.

Jiang Yuyao bowed to everyone, then left those people behind, and followed Song Yu to leave, which was a rare relief.

There were too many things going on in one day, and he became indifferent after being shocked. No matter what Jiang Fu or Jiang Yuniang had to do with him.

Their house was very close, but after a while, they arrived at the house, and Song Yu immediately asked his servants to fetch water and prepare to take a bath.

Jiang Yu and another boy mixed the water in the barrel, and after arranging the saponins and bath towels, the boy backed out, while Song Yu had already untied his belt, took off his shirt and came in by himself.

In the past few days, Jiang Yu has become familiar with him. He stepped forward to help him take off his obscene clothes and trousers. He would feel shy when he saw Song Yu naked, but he got used to it after seeing Song Yu twice.

At this moment, when Jiang Yu was hanging the white underwear on the shelf, his movements suddenly stopped, and his finger on Song Yu's underwear seemed to be scalded, and he quickly retracted it.

Soong Yu is a man, right?right?

Jiang Yu became confused again.

At this time, Song Yu had already sat down in the barrel, but most of his strong, naked chest was still exposed on the water.

Jiang Yu stiffened his body, turned his head back, covered his face, feeling the skin under his palm getting hotter and hotter.

"What are you doing, come here and help me rub my back."

The man behind him said as usual, Jiang Yu licked his lips, his eyes couldn't help but began to wander, and finally he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I've seen it, I've touched it, I've touched it, it's too late to think about it now.

Not to mention, he made it up by himself.

Turning around, looking at the nose and heart, took the bath towel and went up.

"What's the matter?" Song Yu frowned, as there was no girl or anyone else, blushing like this.

"Steamy."

Song Yu let out a "chi" laugh, maybe he used this to scare himself.

Fortunately, he never liked to get to the bottom of things, just like that Jiang Yuniang, he didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Yu blushed throughout the whole process, helping Song Yu to bathe and get dressed.

As soon as Jiang Yu came out, he went back to his room. After the temperature on his face slowly dropped, he fetched water to wash himself, and changed back into the man's clothes.

Just after dinner, the concierge brought in an exquisite wooden box, inside which was placed half a silver mask, the fineness and delicacy were not much worse than that of the corolla.

Only then did Jiang Yu remember that Song Yu seemed to say that he was going to Hualou to see the oiran.

Song Yu was wearing homely clothes, drinking while lying down, and threw the mask on the bed casually, "It's for you."

Seeing Jiang Yu staring at him, he seemed to think of something, "Forget about today, let's go tomorrow."

Song Yu has lived for decades, and he has never seen any excitement. This oiran is supposed to be a woman, and since she is a woman, he is even less interested.

"You should go and see." He looked at Jiang Yu and said, "I will definitely take you there tomorrow."

Jiang Yu heaved a sigh of relief, and left with a mask in disappointment.

Too many things happened during the day, Jiang Yu still tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep at night.

Jiang Yu lit a candle and got up, put on a coat and opened the door to go out.

It was getting late, and the crooked moon was hanging in the starry night sky. The yard was quiet, although it was not as quiet as when it was full moon, but the silver moonlight still illuminated the whole yard.

Jiang Yu followed the moonlight, walked slowly to the door of Song Yu's room, squatted down to look at the moon.

Until the moon was in the middle of the sky, the door behind him creaked open, "What are you doing here?"

Song Yu put on his coat and stood inside the door.

What kind of door god would he be if he didn't sleep most of the night.

Jiang Yu blinked his sleepy eyes, "Go to sleep now."

Song Yu saw the person staggering back to the room, and then closed the door and went back to sleep. Why is a child of this age so strange, and asked what he was going to do, causing him to stay up for half the night.

On the second day, Jiang Yu got up early, looked at the young man who looked like a girl in the bronze mirror, and made a decision.

After a few days, Jiang Yu has been able to practice a set of sword skills with Zhuo Chengxing. He has a good memory, but after a few days, he dances well. Although he still lacks strength, it is not like the first day It's as soft as dancing.

Song Yu said that he would practice for an extra hour today, but Jiang Yu didn't forget about it, nor did he want to be lazy.

It was just that during the interval, he glanced at Song Yu's still closed door, thought for a while and asked, "Brother Zhuo, will the young master marry?"

This was probably the funniest joke Zhuo Chengxing had ever heard, and he couldn't help laughing immediately.

"Why do you think so?" Even if Song Yu wants to marry, there are probably not many people in the world who would dare to marry.

Jiang Yu didn't want an answer, so he didn't answer, so he changed the subject and asked: "Then, will the young master marry a wife?"

Zhuo Chengxing laughed, looked at Jiang Yu's soft and beautiful face, and thought about it: "This is also possible."

After all, the broken sleeve has been broken for so long, so it's not sure if you want to change it back at once, but it doesn't seem like you are indifferent to this fish, but it is indeed special, and it is really not sure about getting a wife.

Jiang Yu smiled, so he knew it well.

If it is possible to marry a wife, it means that Song Yu is really not a brother. He asked this question just to ask for a letter.

"Brother Zhuo, how can I become as strong as you?"

That being the case, he is a man.

Speaking of which, being a man is much better than being a woman.

Only first, he had to be manly.

Zhuo Chengxing: "..."

Xiao Yu'er, you don't have to give up on yourself like this.