Brother's Road to Promotion

Jiang Yu lay down on Song Yu's side in a regular manner, covered the quilt, stared at the ceiling with wide eyes and said nothing.

Song Yu flipped through the miscellaneous books in his hand but didn't speak.

For a while, there was only the sound of pattering rain that had not stopped for a day in the room, and faint whispers from the next room.

The familiar scent of incense came from the man leaning on his side to read a book. After a while, Jiang Yu said in a low voice, "I don't like others talking about you like that."

These words are not only without beginning and end, but also without rules, it doesn't sound like a servant, but rather like the words of a very close peer.

Thinking about it, Song Yu's pampering and pampering towards Jiang Yu these days was indeed not in vain. Not only did he mature him, but he also gained a lot of courage.

Saying such words, although there is no dignity, it also stunned Song Yu, who had always been unhappy on the face, for a moment, and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

To be honest, it was probably the same as when I saw Jiang Yu treating that cheap mask with pity and a little bit of joy.

Looking sideways, the young man who spoke did not show any emotion on his face, but his raised lips revealed his dissatisfaction.

Song Yu felt that this little fish was like his pistachio, every inadvertent words could make him happy.

"Do you want to teach those people a lesson?" Song Yu smiled and looked away, still looking at the script, and asked casually.

Jiang Yu immediately responded decisively: "I think so."

How angry should this be?

"Then let's practice martial arts with Chengxing." Song Yu smiled happily.

Seemingly incomprehensible, Jiang Yu tilted his head in doubt: "Can I hit them?"

Song Yu was taken aback, but smiled and said, "I can't."

"What does that have to do with martial arts training?" Jiang Yu was puzzled.

"If you have the ability, others probably won't look down on you like that."

Song Yu said indifferently, then turned to look at the young man who was lying still.

Jiang Yu looked at Song Yu with clear eyes at this time, and against the flickering candlelight, it seemed to be shining with inexplicable brilliance, as if to say that he didn't care.

Song Yu bent his lips, looked at Jiang Yu with a gentleness that he hadn't noticed, and comforted him: "Perhaps he will envy me."

Jiang Yu blinked.

Ever since we met, Song Yu has always given others the impression of being lazy and careless in everything he does. Jiang Yu has never seen such a gentle look on his sharp eyebrows and eyes. Pass.

Song Yu's appearance is excellent, there is no doubt about it.

Thinking that when he first saw him, Jiang Yu felt sorry for him being born as a brother, but after that, he was impressed by his wanton and unrestrained behavior, and always regarded him as a bright light for progress.Even though he later found out that he was indeed a genuine man, he still couldn't help but see him as his brother.

This is also the reason why Jiang Yu can quickly adapt to the world.

It's just that Song Yu is really gentle today. Under the flickering candlelight, he is as handsome as a night demon, which makes people really irresistible.

For a moment, Jiang Yu held his breath, and stared at Song Yu in a daze.

It wasn't until Song Yu raised his eyebrows in a teasing manner again that Jiang Yu lowered his eyes hastily and said quickly, "I will."

When he noticed that the abnormal heat on his face began to spread, Jiang Yu quickly turned around and faced inward, leaving only the back of Song Yu's dark head.

Song Yu didn't take it seriously, but Jiang Yu's black hair, which was winding and spreading behind him, caught his attention, and he boasted, "Hair is like a cloud, and it hangs like a waterfall."

Jiang Yubo's body moved under the quilt, but he didn't make a sound.

Song Yu didn't care either.

I don't know if I slept a lot these days or it was too early, or it was because of the people behind me, but Jiang Yu never fell asleep.

He heard the sound of pages being turned, the sound of Song Yu's footsteps getting out of bed, the creaking of the bed, and the sound of breathing close at hand after the candle was extinguished.

The sound of the rain outside the house gradually subsided, and Jiang Yu maintained this posture facing the wall for a while, but his whole body was sore, and the sound of breathing behind him gradually became longer, Jiang Yu couldn't help turning around lightly, the night was dark, When I opened my eyes, I could only see a hazy arc.

Song Yu closed his eyes, but when Jiang Yu was caught off guard, he stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, and patted him on the back like soothing a child.

It's like coaxing him to sleep.

Jiang Yu was really taken aback. Although he couldn't see anything but the darkness, he still looked up.

"Go to sleep."

When Jiang Yu heard Song Yu's voice saying so close at hand, he froze for a while, but closed his eyes obediently.

A thumping, thumping, extremely steady heartbeat could be heard next to his ears, and the familiar and elegant scent of incense surrounded his body, and after a while, Jiang Yu really fell asleep.

A helpless sigh sounded softly in the darkness.

On the second day, both of them went to bed late.

Song Yu's younger colleagues looked at them with more ambiguous and playful eyes, but Ke Yuan's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Contempt, disappointment, anger, even, hate it indisputable.

It is very complicated.

Jiang Yu didn't understand, and didn't want to bother to investigate.

The rain that stopped in the middle of the night yesterday started to rain again, Jiang Yu stretched out his hand to check outside, he might not be able to make his way today.

After eating a really mediocre breakfast, and Song Yu put it down after just two mouthfuls, Jiang Yu followed the two postmen into the kitchen when the cooking smoke ignited again.

The condition of this post house is really poor. Not only does it not have a dedicated cook, but Jiang Yu even saw a small patch of vegetables in the back that is often found in farmers.

Instructing the two to cut vegetables and set fire to the fire, Jiang Yu personally cooks a table of meals with the simple raw materials.

Jiang Yu's craftsmanship is not as good as ordinary cupboards, but at least it is better than those two post envoys.

The dishes were mediocre in appearance, but they were still edible, and Song Yu ate more for lunch, which made Jiang Yu heave a sigh of relief.

The spring rain fell intermittently for two days and stopped at midnight on the second day.

The sky was bright, so Jiang Yu got up early. Because of the rain these two days, he could only practice some basic skills in the house, and even the swordsmanship he had practiced was almost rusty.

The blue brick floor in the courtyard was almost dry, Jiang Yu touched a sword from the carriage and quickly danced in the small courtyard.

He got up really early today, even Zhuo Chengxing was still sound asleep in the carriage.

The movements of the sword dance changed from slow to fast, with undisguised vigor.

Ji Lerong gently opened the door, looked at the semi-dry ground and let out a sigh of relief, stayed in the post house with nothing to do, and even watched Ke Yuan constantly provoke the eldest prince, which is really quite a headache .

He walked down the steps, and when there was no one around, he stretched his hands back, when a sword shadow from the side was caught off guard and stabbed at him in front of him.

The pupils reflected the young man's beautiful face, cold eyes, and the sword light that was getting closer.

Ji Lerong even forgot to dodge.

He saw the young man turn over gracefully in front of his eyes, the tip of the sword deviated from its original position, brushed his cheek and stabbed back.

The young man stopped his movements, and the shining sword was less than an inch away from Ji Lerong's cheek. The beautiful young man raised a half-smile like a demonstration, "It's really scary for your lord to appear so unexpectedly."

This was a beating, he was almost scared to death.

He was almost stabbed in the opposite direction.

When Ji Lerong opened his mouth, he was interrupted again.

"Little Yu'er, don't be unreasonable!" Song Yu said lazily, wearing pajamas and half leaning on the door of the wing room, without any sense of blame in his tone.

Ji Lerong's eyes showed helplessness, but seeing that the boy's eyes were still cold and cold, he immediately put away the long sword held by his ear, even the mocking smile on his face changed, and those beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be released. Like a ray of light, he turned his head to look at Song Yu.

Obediently and obediently stepped forward, "Master, why are you up?"

"If you don't get up again, don't you tear down the yard." Song Yu said.

The boy denied it, "No way."

It really sounds like she's being coquettish.

Ji Lerong watched the boy change from a hunting dog ready to bite into a harmless little white rabbit in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, he felt that the eldest prince is indeed a capable person.

It turns out that to be a male favourite, one doesn't just have to be good-looking, one has to be able to work in the kitchen internally, and to be able to kill external enemies externally.

Jiang Yu, who turned his head and walked towards Song Yu, also heaved a sigh of relief.

Just now he almost stabbed a court official, how could he not be nervous.

Sure enough, he was indeed at odds with these officials, and nothing good would happen if he met them.

Following Song Yu into the house, Jiang Yu brought him a coat and put it on.

Song Yu allowed him to move and asked, "What's the matter?"

"While I was practicing the sword, Mr. Ji jumped out suddenly, scaring me to death."

Jiang Yu's look of lingering fear made Song Yu couldn't help laughing, seeing the way he looked just now, Song Yu almost thought that Jiang Yu really put into action what he said the night before.

It is not a trivial matter to beat an official of the imperial court.

The group of people really got impatient staying in this desolate post house. When they got up and saw that the sky finally cleared up, they couldn't wait to get into the carriage and leave after breakfast.

After walking for half a day, they rested overnight in a small town. In the early morning of the second day, the weather looked good, and the group continued on their way.

Jiang Yu's group of three horse-drawn carriages did not travel fast, and sometimes they could not make it to Sutou, so they could only sleep on the top of the mountain.

After observing for a while, Jiang Yu became familiar with it.

All of them in this group were men, and none of them were proficient in cooking skills. They only ate dry food to fill their stomachs when they were on the road, and stopped to rest every two hours.

The season is just right at this time, and all kinds of wild vegetables on the mountain are in season. After all, Jiang Yu has lived alone in the mountains for half a year. It is not difficult to fiddle with meals that the three of them can eat.