Brother's Road to Promotion

Following Song Yu's way of kissing him, Jiang Yu tentatively stuck out his tongue and lightly touched the other's thin lips.

Song Yu's brows raised even higher, and the arm that was loosely holding Jiang Yu's waist was even more forceful, making it tightly pressed into his arms, and he loosened his lips to welcome the restless tongue in.

Soong Yu, who was originally letting the opponent move, felt it's disorderly rampage, and couldn't bear it. He turned from defense to offense, entangled and danced with that soft tongue, and slowly shifted the battlefield.

Jiang Yu Guangguang couldn't help but soften his waist when he was kissed like this.

Song Yu happily listened to the young man's whining from his throat, and easily pressed him against the door wall.

Compared to the young man who passively endured it after being drunk, the young man whose eyes were wet and blushed after being kissed by him, but who actively reached out to hug him to greet him, was even more unbearable.

Song Yu couldn't help reaching out his hand from under the boy's clothes, and unbuttoned his lapel. Without being careful the last time, he unscrupulously left a deep mark on the boy's fair neck.

He knew that Jiang Yu was awake this time.

Apart from humming softly like a meowing cat, Jiang Yu had no intention of refusing at all.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a light knock on the door outside the thick door, which immediately woke up the two people who were inseparable inside the door.

"My lord, are you bringing water in?"

Song Yu hugged the boy who had been stripped in half like a congratulatory gift, and squinted his eyes in displeasure. No man would be happy about being interrupted at this moment.

Just when he was about to blurt out a word, some pictures suddenly appeared in his mind. Song Yu's eyes became clear for a moment, and he buried his head on the young man's neck tentatively, "I asked you, why didn't you answer."

The man's hoarse and frivolous voice rang softly in his ears, teasing Jiang Yu's nerves, Jiang Yu grabbed the hand that was still messing around in his lapel, and pulled it out.

Taking a deep breath, panting lightly, he pushed the person away, straightened his clothes under Song Yu's frivolous gaze, turned around and opened the door, "Come in."

Even though the servants carried the water in, he lowered his head and walked back to his room.

If he stayed in Song Yu's room at this moment, with so many servants watching outside, his relationship with Song Yu might not be clear or concealed.

Jiang Yu touched his red and swollen lips, it's good, he is a man now, other men can have three wives and four concubines, visit brothels, flirt with others irresponsibly, why can't he.

As long as Song Yu didn't know, he could stay by his side and see him from time to time, and he didn't have to be tied up in the backyard because of his identity, and he didn't even have to bear the risk of being rejected by Song Yu later.

Get it in one fell swoop!

On the other side, Song Yu was soaking in the warm tub, combined with the memories that suddenly popped up in his mind, he probably understood what Jiang Yu's two words "are you drunk?" just now meant.

And, why he suddenly became so active.

It was just because he thought he was drunk, and he must not remember what he did the next day.

This is not going to let him know his mind at all.

Song Yu couldn't help chuckling, that's fine, then let's take our time.

After all, he is now in a vortex, and in the next two or three years, his Prince An's Mansion may not be safe, but he is not conceited enough to think that he will not be plotted against.

The less presence Jiang Yu felt at the moment, the safer he would be.

When Jiang Yu appeared in front of Song Yu the next day as if nothing had happened, Song Yu just pretended to have no memory.

"Are you willing to show up?"

Seeing that Song Yu still didn't remember what happened yesterday, Jiang Yu heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward to take the clothes from Heshun's hand, and helped Song Yu change, "My lord is so busy every day, it's hard for you to remember my little one. "

"Are you blaming me for neglecting you?"

"How dare a small one."

"Relying on this king to favor you, why don't you dare."

These words are very familiar.

Jiang Yu smiled, "Your Highness is going out today?"

"I'm hosting a banquet for Young Master Lin at the mansion today." Fude said instead of Song Yu.

The Lin family is Song Yu's maternal ancestor's family. Except for the Lin family's eldest uncle who joined the Northwest Army as a captain, and his maternal grandfather was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, most of the other males who entered the officialdom were from the Hanlin Academy. .

No real power, but a noble family.

Song Yu has a good relationship with his grandfather's family, and the Lin family never complained about Song Yu's lack of progress.

Of course Jiang Yu didn't know him, so Song Yu asked after a little explanation: "Where else do you want to go today, let He take you there by the way."

"Young Master, don't you need your servant anymore?" Jiang Yu asked without answering.

Song Yu smiled, "Why don't you go out and play?"

"There's no one like me." Jiang Yu looked straight into Song Yu's eyes, "Master, don't you still treat the little one like a baby?"

Song Yu sat down at the table, and the old god said, "It's not easy to raise a baby as big as you."

It's not so gentle and rainy when raising children.

"That little one should do something."

"What do you want to do?"

"Well, to work as a job?" Jiang Yu said tentatively.

Song Yu flatly refused: "No."

Actually, Jiang Yu didn't want to be so far away from Song Yu.

"I want to be the prince's bodyguard."

Song Yu was startled, and looked the boy up and down, but in his mind was the fair and delicate chest of the boy yesterday, and he still had a pair of long legs in his hands, squinted his eyes and took a sip of water, "Then I will invite a martial arts master for you. "

Practice is also good.

Song Yu still didn't want Jiang Yu to serve him, but let him go out to play or stay in the yard.

Jiang Yu and the two had had enough fun outside, but they didn't want to go out.

Coincidentally, the local products they bought outside happened to arrive today, and they were shipped box by box to the warehouse. Jiang Yu counted all his belongings.

All he bought were some unique local wine-making materials.

After thinking about it, he asked Heshun to find some big wine jars for him, borrowed the small kitchen in Song Yu's yard, and started brewing wine for himself without the help of others.

Some wines can be prepared in one day, and can be drunk after waiting for a while, while some wines need to be brewed in several days.

In this way, a few days passed, and the Wu master that Song Yu invited also arrived, and Jiang Yu had other things to do besides making wine.

Master Wu is not like Zhuo Chengxing back then. He practiced whenever he had time, and practiced in the morning when he was not free. He had to practice every day, riding horses, archery, and fighting against the enemy.

In addition to practicing martial arts, Song Yu no longer restricted Jiang Yu from going out, and even sent two servants to follow him. There are not many masters in the palace, except Song Yu, who is a legendary child. Now Jiang Yu is like half a master. Average.

Since Jiang Yu met those men last time, he has never set foot in the backyard, no matter how beautiful the backyard's rockery and flowing water are.

The rules of Prince An's Mansion seem to forbid people from the backyard to come to the front yard at will, so those who can only live in the backyard, no matter that child or those men, Jiang Yu has never met again.

The servants and guards in the front yard all respected him, and no one made trouble for him. After a long time, Jiang Yu got used to it, and the life in the palace became as comfortable as when he was outside in the past.

Song Yu, a prince, has no real power, he has a false job, but he still goes to the palace to show his face every now and then, and it is the end of the new year, and he is even more busy, Jiang Yu rarely runs into him during the day.

Just before falling asleep, Jiang Yu waited for him to come back, trying to figure out how many times Song Yu would take advantage of the time when he drank too much.

Sometimes when I think about it, life is actually pretty good.

Jiang Yu passed the first year here smoothly and smoothly, nothing happened.

It's just that he also discovered something, it seems that apart from Song Yu, and a few servants, Master Wu, he has not met a noble person, but now he is completely like a son of an ordinary wealthy family.

And he never went out with Song Yu.

Speaking of which, it was only a month or so since they returned to Shanghai. In fact, it was not long, and it was normal for them to be so busy at the end of the year.

However, not long after Jiang Yu's idea came up, it happened that the Shangyuan Lantern Festival was ushered in, and Song Yu had agreed to go to see the lanterns with him the night before.

There was a family banquet in the Shangyuan Festival Palace, of course Song Yu was there, but Jiang Yu had no idea, so he had dinner with Heshun, then changed his clothes and went out with him.

There was no need to change clothes, but this morning Ford ordered someone to send a whole new set of clothes.

The red and white wide-sleeved gown with dark patterns looks very luxurious, and the ink-colored cloak with pure white fox fur around the neckline is not the clothes that a servant should wear at all.

Jiang Yu was a little surprised when he received the clothes, but the person who sent them only told him to wear them when he went out to watch the lanterns tonight, and added a sentence from the prince. At that time, Song Yu had already entered the palace, and Jiang Yulian refused. There is nothing to say.

Changed his clothes, put on a cloak, and because of the good food and drink, Jiang Yu's skin is white and crystal clear now. Although he has grown taller and his body has become firmer, his face is still soft and beautiful.

The black cloak covered the man's clothes inside, only revealing a hibiscus face, against the warm yellow lights in the dark night, it was even more indisputable.

Jiang Yu walked to the agreed restaurant while admiring the various lanterns along the road.

This was the first time he saw such a grand lantern festival, and his lips curled up all the way until he saw a rabbit lantern.

Long ears with red edges, fierce black eyes, and tassels made of red paper sticking inch by inch on his body.

Jiang Yu stood still in front of the rabbit lamp, "Old man, can this lamp be sold?"

The wrinkled old man looked at Jiang Yu's luxurious clothes, and nodded quickly, "It's for sale, fifty yuan apiece."

This rabbit lamp is exquisitely made, and fifty renminbi is really not expensive. Jiang Yu counted copper coins to the old man, and took the lamp.

It would be a lie to say that he still likes rabbit lamps at such an age, but this lamp is really similar to the one he had never forgotten.

Jiang Deyi once bought a similar rabbit lamp for his cheap brother. Jiang Yu was young at that time, but he was completely ignored. Even his younger brother who was a few years younger than him didn't take him seriously. He hadn't seen this much before. Such a beautiful lantern.

While others were not paying attention, I went to take it to play, but was bumped into. It was not a big deal, but because the cheap brother snatched it, it fell to the ground and burned, but was beaten by his aunt.

This kind of thing left a thought in Jiang Yu's heart, and things that can't be obtained are always beautiful.

Jiang Yu lifted the handle of the lantern to his eyes, now that he held it in his hand, looking at it again, this lantern is nothing more than that.

The gentle and beautiful face, and the naive rabbit lamp, put together like this, there is no sense of disobedience, on the contrary, people can't help but be attracted by the smile on the face.

It's just that this lamp probably has nothing to do with Jiang Yu, some dispute happened behind him, the crowd rushed to Jiang Yu's side, Jiang Yu was caught off guard and rushed forward, loosened his fingers, and the lantern fell to the ground.

The flame inside instantly ignited the oily paper outside.

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, before he felt sorry for the lantern, someone pulled his arm to support him.

"Girl, are you okay?"

A man's gentle voice sounded from one side.

As soon as the flame ignited, it was stamped out by He Shun.

Jiang Yu turned his head and looked at the man beside him, "It's okay, thank you, I'm not..."

He hadn't finished speaking, and he hadn't seen the man's appearance clearly before he was attracted by the person behind him.

"Master Ji!"

He Shun looked at the man who spoke just now with some trepidation, "Dian..."

Song Jin gave him a look, and said softly, "Second Young Master."