Brother's Road to Promotion

Ke Yuan is a stubborn literati. He also taught Song Yu for a period of time earlier, and he was very fond of Song Yu, who was young and intelligent at that time. This is why Song Yu was so unmotivated, and he would be so heartbroken.

It was also the reason why those subordinates who went on patrol all turned a blind eye to Song Yu's behavior, but Ke Yuan knew Song Yu's reputation but still made trouble for Song Yu from time to time.

Although Song Yu didn't give the ex-teacher too much face, and he didn't have much teacher-student friendship, but in his previous life, it was probably the heartache that Ke Yuan had for his changes.

Song Yu is a master who doesn't care about anything. Decades have passed, and Ke Yuan has only taught him for less than a year. In fact, Ke Yuan has only left a little impression in his memory.

When I inadvertently heard the news of Ke Yuan's tour, I realized that he would never return this time. Since his father had issued an order, this matter could not be changed. After thinking about it, Song Yu simply followed. .

Just like he never inquired about Concubine Yu at the beginning, after Ke Yuan's accident, he only knew from other people's words that Ke Yuan died of an embankment burst when he was patrolling the river. knew.

This is also the reason why although Song Yu didn't care about the matter, he still had to go to a scene with a group of officials from time to time. Of course, it was not suitable to bring Jiang Yu to such an occasion.

Although the old man Ke Yuan is not likable, he can be regarded as honest and upright, so let's save him if he can.

It was raining every day these days, Song Yu went to the embankment a few times, and privately reminded the magistrate, but the magistrate actually said that every rainy season in Shaonan, craftsmen would go to the embankment to check.

So Song Yu was relieved.

It's just that Ke Yuan suddenly proposed to go to the river embankment to have a look that day, and Song Yu followed, just in case.

Yesterday when he got on the embankment, he felt that something was wrong. He didn't know much about the embankment construction, but he felt that the water level was high and it was really fast. He immediately asked the prefect who was accompanying him. The prefect knew his identity and swore that there would be no problem. And Ke Yuan was also quite stubborn and didn't take his words seriously.

Thinking that this trip was going to be a little tricky this time, just in case, Song Yu insisted on going up the mountain in a different place. If not, he might become a floating corpse downstream this time.

This time the embankment collapsed not only in one place, but Song Yu and his party were trapped in the mountains, blocking their way, and as the sky was getting dark, the group had to find a place to spend the night and make plans the next day.

It's just that he didn't think about it, but in one night, he almost lost Jiang Yu.

Of course, Liu Xian exaggerated Jiang Yu's performance when he learned of his disappearance and told Song Yu. Seeing how their master treated this young master Yu, he also felt Jiang Yu's sincerity. Kua Jiangyu is affectionate and righteous.

Song Yu sat down on the edge of the bed with a sullen face and looked at the burning young man with flushed cheeks. He reached out and touched his heart. Unexpectedly, he was old, but this time he really felt the pain in his heart.

"Son."

Liu Xian came in with the freshly brewed soup, a little embarrassed, not knowing whether he should go forward or not.

The doctor had come to see it earlier, Jiang Yu was just overly frightened, and the wind and evil entered his body, as long as the fever subsides, he will recover for a few days, it is not considered serious.

Song Yu stretched out his hand.

Liu Xian handed the bowl to Song Yu knowingly.

Song Yu took it and kept stirring it with a spoon until it was almost ready. He lowered his head and took a sip to make sure it wasn't hot. Then he scooped up the soup and brought it to the young man's lips with some inexperience.

At this moment, Jiang Yu burned unconscious, his cheeks were flushed, his beautiful eyes were tightly closed, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow under his eyes, and his white lips were tightly pressed.

There was a wrinkle between the eyebrows, looking extremely uncomfortable.

It was the first time in Song Yu's two lifetimes to serve a patient, and he was still a patient who didn't cooperate very much.

After feeding a spoonful of decoction, most of it flowed down the gap between his lips and onto his neck, maybe some of it was fed into his mouth, but the young man frowned even more, and turned his head aside as soon as he moved.

Song Yu: "..."

Liu Xian, who was watching from the side, stepped forward cautiously, "Do you want to come, little one?"

"No need."

Song Yu got up and hugged him in his arms, fixed the boy's head with one hand, took a spoon with the other and continued to feed the boy in his arms with soup.

This time, he fed some more, but he probably felt bitter, even though the boy closed his eyes, he kept struggling, and he spilled most of the next soup in his mouth before he could feed it.

Half of it was sprinkled on himself, and the other half was sprinkled on Song Yu.

Liu Xian broke into a cold sweat for the young man in his heart. Fortunately, although Song Yu frowned, he never turned his face. He was just a usually obedient person, but now it was very difficult to serve him. He never fed a bowl of soup and medicine. How many.

Passing the empty bowl to Liu Xian, Song Yu ordered, "Go make another bowl."

"Yes."

Liu Xian took the medicine bowl and turned to go out. After a while, another bowl of soup and medicine came up.

Song Yu took the bowl, "Go out."

Liu Xian bowed and said yes.

When the door was closed, he looked back at the man who had always been aloof and softened his eyebrows and said something to the boy in his arms.

Liu Xian only glanced at it, then hurriedly turned his head and went out.

Song Yu put down the boy in his arms, took a sip of the warm soup and medicine, and leaned down to cover those two white lips.

The young man's lips were soft and hot. Song Yu paused for a moment, stretched out the tip of his tongue against his tightly closed teeth, and swallowed all the soup in his mouth.

Probably still feeling the pain, the young man below him let out a whimpering sound from his throat, shaking his head, trying to turn his head away to get rid of the thing blocking his lips and tongue.

Song Yu stretched out a hand to pinch the young man's delicate chin, and forcefully fed all the soup and medicine into it one mouthful at a time.

Because of this action, Jiang Yu's originally light-colored lips turned red.

Song Yu reached out to wipe off the medicine stain on his lips, helped him up, and took off his clothes soaked in the soup.

The young man's bones are not big, and he has been practicing martial arts with Zhuo Chengxing for about half a year, and he has a thin layer of muscles on his body, with smooth and beautiful curves, and his skin is fair and delicate, and he doesn't look like a white chicken.

Song Yu took out clean obscene clothes and put them on for him.

Jiang Yu hadn't woken up yet, so Song Yu had been watching him from the sidelines, feeding medicine and changing clothes all by himself.

Zhuo Chengxing came to see it once.

"Master Ke begs to see him, young master, do you want to see him once?"

Song Yu's face was light, "No need, let him deal with the affected people first."

If there is a mistake this time, I am afraid it is not Ke Yuan's fault. Time is limited. Even if Ke Yuan is not so stubborn, it is definitely too late to evacuate the people downstream.

The responsibility lies with the magistrate, or those craftsmen who patrol the river. Song Yu has already done what he can, and it is time for them to contribute.

At night, Jiang Yu, who drank the medicine twice, sweated all over his body, and the fever subsided. Song Yu changed him into obscene clothes again, but even after the fever subsided, Jiang Yu couldn't sleep well. In the middle of the night, Song Yu heard soft sobbing.

Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse and he couldn't make a sound, but his lips kept moving. Song Yu knew that he was calling his name by seeing the shape of his lips.

Standing up and hugging the young man into his arms, Song Yu coaxed softly, seeing the drops of water falling from the corners of the young man's eyes, "I'm here."

"Don't be afraid."

"As long as Xiao Yu'er wakes up, he will be able to see me."

"Sleep, sweet boy."

When the young man in his arms gradually calmed down, Song Yu never put him down until the next day when the sky was dim.

Jiang Yu slept for a day and a night, his whole body was sore, when he opened his eyes, he saw Song Yu's handsome face, he was startled for a while, and then remembered what happened before.

Couldn't help the corners of his eyes sore, and couldn't help being happy, he stretched out his hand and touched the sharp-edged face, the tentacles were warm.

it is true.

Song Yu is fine, living well.

Jiang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief often.

As soon as Jiang Yu moved, Song Yu also woke up.

Reaching out to grab the fingers swimming on his face, Song Yu slowly opened his eyes.

"woke up."

Jiang Yu was still a little weak, but he still curled his lips into a smile when he heard the words, he opened his lips, but didn't speak.

Touching his throat, he realized that he couldn't make a sound.

Song Yu got up, called someone to come in, and pushed him back when Jiang Yu was about to get up, "You're not feeling well, don't rush to get up."

Jiang Yu opened his mouth, Song Yu restrained the sharp look in his brows, and said gently, "Be obedient."

Jiang Yu blinked, then lay down again, pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes.

He was most afraid that Song Yu would talk to him so gently, it would make Jiang Yu listen to him whatever he wanted.

Song Yu looked at him like this, rubbed the top of his hair, and curled the corners of his lips.

Not long after, the servants came in with breakfast, bird's nest porridge, and Song Yu personally took it to Jiang Yu.

Stirred the porridge with a spoon, and brought a spoonful to Jiang Yu's lips while Jiang Yu was dumbfounded.

Jiang Yu's hands and feet were weak, but not to the point where he couldn't hold the bowl. Song Yu, who had always been lazy, was suddenly so courteous, which made Jiang Yu a little flattered, and reached out to grab the spoon.

Song Yu avoided his hand, his eyes were light, "Be obedient."

The spoon that scooped up the crystal clear rice porridge was passed to Jiang Yu's lips again, Jiang Yu paused for a while, and obediently opened his lips and moved towards it.

The days are still the same as before.

Jiang Yu was extremely happy when he lost and found again, but he had no other thoughts, and never thought of changing anything.

Jiang Yu was young, and his body was in good shape, but he was alive and well in two days. Except for his voice recovering slowly, everything else was fine.

But this time, Song Yu, who had always been more laissez-faire with Jiang Yu along the way, for the first time refused to allow Jiang Yu to get off the bed, and Jiang Yu didn't dare to confront him.

After lying on the bed for three days, Jiang Yu was finally able to speak, and said to Song Yu in a hoarse voice, "My lord, I'm really healed."

Song Yu turned around and said with a smile, "No."

In other words, Jiang Yu is still not allowed to get out of bed.

After lying on the bed for the fifth day, Jiang Yu felt that he was going to be paralyzed, and the doctor clearly said that he had recovered, so Song Yu allowed him to get out of bed.

Nothing seems to have changed, but something seems to have changed quietly.

Jiang Yu did not advance the events of that day, as if it had never happened, he found the wine brewed that day, and buried the wine jar in the pit he dug before.

Accidents often happen, as long as people are safe, Jiang Yu thinks so.

More than a month later, before the weather in Shaonan had cooled down, the news that Song Yu was almost in danger somehow reached the ears of Emperor Jiahe, and Emperor Jiahe ordered Song Yu to return to Beijing immediately.