Brother's Road to Promotion

Because Song Yu went back to Beijing before Ke Yuan and his party this time, the prefect of Shaonan specially arranged a banquet to see him off, so Song Yu went to honor him, but left Jiang Yu in the house.

Before going out, he specially told: "Stay well, don't run around."

Ever since he got sick last time, Song Yu seemed to be stricter with him.If it was normal, Jiang Yu would definitely let Jiang Yu play by himself at this moment, wherever he likes to go.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu was not a restless person, so he just nodded obediently when he heard the words.

Zhuo Chengxing followed behind Song Yu with a smile, "I'm afraid there will be another good wine this time."

Jiang Yu was taken aback.

After Song Yu and Zhuo Chengxing left together, Jiang Yu went to the utensil room to find the small hoe that had been dug the hole, and squatted in the yard to dig out the pot of truffle wine that was buried a month ago.

When I first consulted the wine maker, he said that the wine should be buried for as long as possible, preferably for a year or so, but according to the wine supply of Hualou, of course it cannot be buried for such a long time. It was taken out after being buried for about half a month.

Jiang Yu's jar has been buried for more than a month, and he has to leave tomorrow, if he doesn't take it out now, he might not be able to drink the wine.

Jiang Yu is not that kind of person who loves wine, but it is the first time to make wine, and he just wants to taste the taste, the taste is not good, and he can improve it next time.

If Zhuo Chengxing hadn't mentioned it just now, Jiang Yu would have forgotten about the jar of wine.

Rinse the mud outside the jar with water, break open the seal, and without getting close, a pure wine fragrance floats out leisurely.

Even Liu Xian, who was passing by, couldn't help taking a breath, "It seems that Mr. Yu is good at brewing wine."

Jiang Yu smiled, "With such praise from Steward Liu, it seems that I must share half of this wine with you."

Liu Xian waved his hand, "Then why not, it's better to stay with Young Master Yu and drink when he comes back."

Jiang Yu picked up the wine jar and walked to the kitchen, "This is also the first time I have brewed the wine. The wine is fragrant, but I don't know how it tastes. Don't be disgusted by Steward Liu."

"As for the young master, I'm afraid there will be plenty of good wine to drink with him tonight, so there's no shortage of me."

Except for the raw materials, there is not much liquid in this jar of wine.

I found the cook and took three jugs, divided half of the wine in the jug and gave it to Steward Liu, and shared some with the cook, and asked her to share it with a few servants. Jiang Yu took three wine jugs. With a side dish and a jug of wine, I went back to the room by myself.

It is often said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Jiang Yu has been following Song Yu for half a year, but he seems to have learned nothing, but he has learned Song Yu's habit of drinking.

It's just that he doesn't drink very much, and only drinks a little each time to taste the taste. It's just a preparation for brewing good wine. If you don't know how to drink wine, you don't know if the wine you brew is good or not.

Drink by yourself, this truffle wine tastes sweet, but it is the first time brewing, it is worse than the last time I drank it in the flower building, but it is stronger than the last time because it has been kept for a long time Some.

After Jiang Yu drank a few small cups, his body became hot.

While drinking and eating, he thought that maybe he could add some other things to the wine next time, and felt that his stomach was half full. Jiang Yu shook the jug, and saw that there was only half of it left. He felt that he was not drunk yet. The feeling, simply swallowed the stomach whole in one breath.

He doesn't like waste.

After clearing the table, Jiang Yu fetched water to wash up. It was not the first time for Song Yu to attend a banquet, and he never came back so early.

After changing his clothes, Jiang Yu planned to fumble through the storybook as usual and wait while reading, but after a while, the small half pot of wine that he had just swallowed seemed to start to show strength.

He also deliberately did not fill the wine jug, obviously he overestimated his drinking capacity and underestimated the stamina of the wine.

Jiang Yu blinked his heavy eyelids, and went outside to look at the sky with his feet fluttering, but finally he couldn't bear it and went to bed first.

Two more drums.

Song Yu was sent back to the house by someone sent by the magistrate. He held a good amount of alcohol and didn't drink much, so he wasn't drunk at all.

"Where did Xiao Yu'er go?" Song Yu entered the Hanging Flower Gate, and saw the lights flickering in the main room, and the door was ajar, but the people who should have come out early at this time were nowhere to be seen.

Liu Xian then turned his head and took a look, "It should be in the room."

"I haven't seen Young Master Yu come out after taking a bath."

Song Yu didn't speak, Zhuo Chengxing looked at the main room and then at Song Yu, thinking that no matter who it was, he couldn't escape the barrier of arrogance.

Touching his chin, Zhuo Chengxing decided not to join in the fun, "My lord, I drank too much today, can you let me go and rest first?"

"Go."

As soon as Song Yu opened his mouth, Zhuo Chengxing immediately walked to his room.

The yard is not very big, but it takes only a few steps to enter the house.

The candles in the room were brightly lit, there was still an open book on the desk by the window, and there was still a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Song Yu turned his head and lifted the curtain to enter the back room.

Sure enough, a white figure lay faintly on the bed.

This is, asleep?

Liu Xian followed behind and could see clearly at the moment. Just as he was about to remind him, Song Yu turned around and asked him, "Did you drink?"

Liu Xian didn't dare to hide anything, so he told the truth.

"Okay, let him sleep and have someone bring water. I want to take a bath." Song Yu didn't care.

Liu Xian bowed and retreated in response.

There was no one to wait on her, so Song Yu hurriedly washed her clothes, changed her clothes and went to bed.

Jiang Yu still leaned on the bed and slept soundly.

Song Yu leaned halfway on the bed, glanced at the young man whose back was turned to him, and leaned over. Sure enough, when he got close, he could smell a faint smell of alcohol.

It was very similar to the smell when I entered the house just now.

Song Yu smiled.

She clearly said that the wine was brewed for him, but she didn't leave him a sip, so she will have to investigate it tomorrow.

He took the book on the bedside and flipped through it casually, but after a while, Song Yu blew out the candle and lay down too.

He didn't fall asleep so quickly after a while, thinking about the news that shopkeeper Bai had sent him.

"Hmm~"

The voice of the boy Qingyue suddenly came from beside him with a sweet taste.

Song Yu was startled, and called out, "Xiao Yuer?"

Jiang Yu didn't respond, and Cai Cai's voice just disappeared like a hallucination.

Song Yu thought Jiang Yu was having some kind of dream, and glanced at the figure in the darkness, then looked away.

But after a while, the humming sounded again.

On and off, sticky and greasy.

Song Yu reached out and hugged him into his arms, and frowned, "Xiao Yuer?"

The person in the arms still didn't respond, but even after being held in his arms like this, he still wriggled restlessly.

Song Yu got up and lit the lamp.

Looking back at the bed, Jiang Yu still had his eyes closed.

But under such a dim candlelight, Song Yu could still clearly see the young man's blushing face and the crystal beads of sweat on his forehead.

A sweet low hum intermittently overflowed from the young man's somewhat unusually red lips, and he bowed and dawdled uneasily.

It looked like he had taken some aphrodisiac drug.

Song Yu was furious.

Turn around and open the door to go out, "Liu Xian!"

This shout surprised Liu Xian, who had just blown out the candle and was about to rest, got up in shock, and hurriedly opened the door to go out.

"What are your orders, son?"

"Did Jiang Yu go out today?"

"I never went out."

Song Yu said with a cold face, "Then what did he eat?"

Liu Xian didn't understand, so he had to tell the truth, Jiang Yu only took a few dishes and a jug of wine.

"Young Master Xiao Yu eats the same food as we do."

"But what happened?"

Song Yu frowned upon hearing that, "Did you drink that wine?"

"I just drank a little." Liu Xian said, he also likes wine, but he was afraid of drinking wine, Jiang Yu gave it to him, but he tasted some, but never drank too much.

"How does the body feel?"

"My lord, there is nothing wrong with it."

In this way, Song Yu was puzzled, and there was nothing wrong with asking Liu Xian to bring the rest of the wine and take a couple of sips.

They were standing at the door of the main room at this moment, and Song Yu's voice shocked everyone in the house out of the room.

Song Yu has always been reserved and elegant, when did he speak so loudly.

It's not easy to worry too much at the moment, there is an uneasy fish in the house, so everyone gathered in the yard went to rest, and Song Yu also returned to the house.

After a while, he wiped away the neat obscene clothes of the boy on the bed, revealing his fair chest and round shoulders.

Song Yu rubbed his forehead, stepped forward and patted Jiang Yu's face lightly, "Wake up, little fish."

After a while, Jiang Yu opened his eyes with a bewildered face, obviously not awake, and mumbled the word "hot" from his moist lips.

No matter what Song Yu asked him, he didn't answer.

Song Yu stretched out a finger, and slowly brushed across the young man's ruddy lips, slender neck, white and delicate chest, and flexible waist.

"You really push your limits." Song Yu leaned down and whispered to the lips of the half-opened bewildered young man.

When the words fell, his raised lips also lightly landed on the young man's lips, and his tongue thrust straight in without politeness.

With one hand, he untied the tie of the youth's obscene clothes.

Song Yu didn't intend to do anything when he didn't know about people and things, but if he was to serve him like this, he should give some sweetness.

It's just that Song Yu found something different when he stripped people naked.

It stands to reason that the little thing that should be full of energy at this moment still has no reaction at all, but some indescribable place is muddy.

How is this going?

......

When Jiang Yu woke up the next day, it was already later than usual, the people around him had long since disappeared, and there was a faint sound coming from outside the house.

Covering his face and rolling around on the bed, Jiang Yu hurriedly got up.

He had a dream last night, a erotic dream, so he was in a good mood at the moment, and he was a little shy when he saw Song Yu, "My lord."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I should call you young master now."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and thought it was because Song Yu fell asleep when Song Yu didn't come back last night. Seeing that Song Yu didn't seem to be angry, he also smiled and said: "My lord, forgive me, Xiao Yuer won't do it next time." Dare to drink."

Song Yu looked at him and said nothing.

Jiang Yu was puzzled, turned his head to look at Zhuo Chengxing at the side, and asked him what's wrong with his eyes.

Zhuo Chengxing shook his head.

At this time, Liu Xian led an old man in.

Seeing that the old man was carrying a wooden box, Jiang Yu turned to look at Song Yu, "My lord, are you sick?"

"No," Song Yu said, "Come and sit."

When Jiang Yu's wrist touched the old doctor's skinny fingers, Jiang Yu was even more puzzled.

"My wind chill is gone."

Song Yu didn't pay any attention to him, seeing the doctor withdraw his hand, he asked, "How is it?"

The old doctor put the things back into the medicine box, "Young master is healthy and there is nothing wrong with it."

Hearing this, Song Yu glanced at Jiang Yu, without asking any further questions, and asked Liu Xian to send the doctor out.

Jiang Yu looked at the back of the old doctor leaving, and said with a smile: "I just said I got well early."

Song Yu patted his head, "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Jiang Yu blinked, "What?"

This is no impression.

Song Yu shook his head.

After breakfast, they set off together with the soldiers sent by the Shaonan garrison.

The speed of this return journey is much faster than the speed of coming.

However, Song Yu's original interest in traveling in mountains and rivers was gone, but whenever he went to a place, he would find the best doctor in the area to see Jiang Yu.

If it wasn't for the replies that were all "in good health", Jiang Yu would have thought that he had some kind of disease.

Before the first snow fell in Shangjing, they finally arrived in Shangjing.

The capital of Qi.