Fostering apprentices

Chu Heng's face turned dark immediately: "When did I do these things?" At the age of ten, he was still studying with the Taifu in the palace, and he rarely even stepped out of the door of the palace, let alone going to the brothel. Nothing of the kind happened.

"You know, gossip is scarier than reality."

This is obviously a threat. Chu Heng felt that after these years, he thought that Yan Nan's face had become thinner, but now it seems that there is no such thing at all, and his face is getting thicker and thicker. He really underestimated Yan Nan. .

"Okay, I'll give it." Chu Heng sighed resignedly, thinking that putting that thing in the Northern Palace would also make the pearl dusty, and it's not expensive, it's more important than his own reputation.

Yan Nan smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "I heard that I found some interesting things in Liuyue City recently." The interesting things he was talking about were the latest jade from the Northern Kingdom, which was ten times brighter than Yan's. It is ten times better than what was discovered a few years ago.

Chu Heng felt that he had really fallen into this person's hands. He turned around wanting to cry, but a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: Shameless people are invincible in the world, but he dared not say this sentence even if he was killed.

There's no way, no one told him that this is the person he likes, the person he likes, even if he cries, he will pamper him.

The enthronement ceremony of Nanyue's new emperor was held on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. As the Chinese New Year was approaching, it was already the seventh day when Yan Nan rushed to Nanyue Wangcheng. The war had just passed, and the Wangcheng was full of waste. Even the restaurants and teahouses had very few guests. .

He got out of the carriage, and this time he didn't come with Chu Heng, nor did he come with the Nanling envoys. He hasn't been to this place for more than 20 years, but it was all because of the war, thinking that he was also murdered. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were killed in Nanling, and these common people must hate him to the bone.

Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, since they are in different camps, he naturally serves for the master.

Walking on the street, the hawkers were still hawking. Yan Nan took a fancy to a novelty and was about to ask the boss the price, but a pair of hands appeared in front of him. He raised his hand to grab another item, but the man grabbed it again past.Yan Nan raised his eyebrows, and looked at the person beside him: "Your Excellency, you like these things?"

"I don't like it." The man replied with a grin.

Looking at his appearance, Yan Nan was not angry at all. He reached out to grab another object, which was a very inconspicuous sword tassel. It looked ordinary in workmanship, and there was nothing novel about it.As soon as his hand landed on the sword tassel, the man came to snatch it again. This time Yan Nan didn't give in. He took the thing and put it in his arms. He smiled and said, "If you want it, son, come and get it."

"My hand is sore, if you don't dislike it, come and take it in your arms."

He didn't hide at all that it was on the street, and the people passing by cast strange eyes on them, and suddenly the man burst out laughing with a helpless look in his eyes, and he sighed and held Yan Nan back. He said: "Master."

"Yo, I know how to call Master." Yan Nan took out the sword spike in his arms, glanced at him and continued to look at the things on the stall. He was not surprised that Dongyue Xin, who was supposed to be busy with the enthronement ceremony Why did the emperor appear here, but as usual, there was no trace of expression on his face.

Annoyed or genuinely indifferent?

After paying the money, Yan Nan walked on the street like a traveler, walked to a small stall, bought something he liked when he saw it, and asked Mu Chu to carry it if he couldn't hold it anymore.

Free labor should be put to good use no matter what.

He was sulking, and as for what sulking he was, Mu Chu naturally knew that according to his master's temper, he was definitely taking place this time.

He didn't know that he sat on the crown prince silently, and he didn't know about Dongyue's throne.

The two walked to a tea house, there were very few people inside, Yan Nan took a look and walked in, Xiaoer saw some guests coming, and immediately greeted them: "What tea do you two want?"

"Biluochun."

Yan Nan raised his eyebrows, looked at the person behind who spoke, and nodded towards Xiaoer, "Just a pot of Biluochun."

"Okay, please sit down, both of you."

The tea house is not very good, it can only be said to be passable in this bustling royal city, Yan Nan is sitting by the window, and he can just see the street downstairs.And Mu Chu sat beside him with all kinds of folk gadgets in his hand.

The two were very close, and Mu Chu looked at the man lying on the window sill. He hadn't seen him for half a month, and his master seemed to be different.

It was rare for him to see his master wearing a red dress, but he was really amazed when he came here this time.

As if feeling a scorching gaze, Yan Nan turned his head slightly, but the other party bent down and caught his breath.

When he was almost out of breath, Mu Chu reluctantly let go of him, and Yan Nan's face blushed from being kissed. He thought about being so old, and being bullied and acting like this.

Really... He glared at Mu Chu who was smiling brightly, really hypocritical.

Mu Chu sat close to him, and couldn't restrain the smile on his brows. The longing for half a month was all melted into this kiss. He leaned on Master's shoulder and called softly: "Master..."

The man didn't answer him.

"Master..."

"Master..." Mu Chu called several times in a row, the soft and waxy voice made Yan Nan's hard heart soften, he sighed, and nestled into Mu Chu's arms, feeling a familiar feeling. The smell of the scent rushed into his nostrils, he cursed a few times, secretly cursing that he was worthless, just like what Yingyue said, as long as Xiao Achu called him three times, he would forget everything.

Really worthless.

Yan Nan's sudden action was nothing more than a surprise to Mu Chu. He was stunned to the side, not knowing where to put his outstretched hand. The last time Master took the initiative, he was still in the barracks. How important is it in your heart?

"Master, has the matter over there been dealt with?" He asked cautiously, the coldness flashing in his eyes was hard to catch.

The incident over there that Mu Chu said was the recent change in Nanling. Yan Nan didn't tell him the truth about his father's death, but just said a few words lightly: "It's okay, it's not a big problem." It can be seen that he There are still wounds in the eyes, but they don't want to uncover the scars again.

The Yan family holds the military power, and the treasury privately kept by Yun Jing is still in his hands. Even if the current emperor is the prime minister, it is not so easy to move the Yan family, and the civil and military officials in the court will not agree.

What the new emperor wants most is the hearts of the people.

When the tea was served, Xiao Er also brought a plate of pastries and put them on the table. Yan Nan was a little puzzled, he clearly didn't order pastries just now, "Xiao Er, what is this pastry?"

"This was given to you, guest officer, by a son just now."

Yan Nan looked at Mu Chu, he had to be vigilant at this stage, so he asked, "Which son is it?"

Xiao Er shook his head, but pointed out the window: "That young master just left."

He looked out the window, but only caught a corner of the man's clothes. The carriage downstairs was slowly driving towards the palace, and it seemed that it was also for this grand ceremony.

Yan Nan looked at the decoration on the carriage. Pearl agate is not something ordinary people can use, but the patterns on it let him know the identity of this person immediately: "So it's this guy."

"Master knows?" Mu Chu asked curiously.

He took a piece of pastry and stretched it to Master's mouth. Yan Nan lowered his head and took a bite. Before he could eat it, his face changed and he spit it out quickly.

Mu Chu took a handkerchief to wipe off the dross from the corner of his mouth, and threw the plate of pastries aside: "Master, is there something wrong with this pastry?"

With a dark face, Yan Nan looked at the green mass on the other side of the table, wishing to kill Chu Heng, the guy who killed a thousand swords. He took a sip of tea to moisturize his bitter throat, and said, "It's Chu Heng. That guy Heng, he put coptis powder on the pastry."

Coptis chinensis is originally a bitter thing, dried and ground into powder, the taste is even more bitter, Yan Nan can't bear this kind of bitter taste, so he vomited it out as soon as he ate a little.

Thinking that he cheated Chu Heng of so many good things a few days ago, that guy is definitely out of balance.

"This guy is definitely out for revenge." Yan Nan felt that his mouth was still full of bitterness, and Chu Heng made up his mind that he would not suffer, so he made such a move.

Mu Chu poured him another cup of tea to moisten his throat. He knew that his master couldn't bear bitter things, but he probably guessed what happened.

He was no longer familiar with the master's temperament, and he probably cheated Chu Heng severely somewhere else, otherwise the other party would not have directly poked at someone's weaknesses.

He smiled, and asked, "Master, did he trick the Northern Emperor again?"

Yan Nan: "Nothing."

Mu Chu: "Really?"

Yan Nan: "It's really nothing, I swear." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand as if to swear to the sky.

If Yan Nan hadn't done anything, the sun would have risen from the west. Anyway, Mu Chu didn't believe his master's 'swearing' nonsense: "Master, I remember you said the same thing once and didn't take my pants. I don’t know who washed my pants to pieces.”

Yan Nan: "It was an accident, after all, it was my first time doing laundry."

"Also, I obviously raised the flowers in the yard to death. If I insist on saying that it can be saved, I will plant a new flower the next day and put it there."

Yan Nan: "I just learned from Daiyu how to bury flowers properly."

"One more time..." Mu Chu's mouth was covered by someone, and Yan Nan, who was embarrassed by the words, glared at him fiercely, signaling him to shut up quickly.

The more he talked, the worse Yan Nan's complexion became. It is embarrassing to have all the embarrassment of his past revealed, but fortunately there are no outsiders here. If there were outsiders, he might drag Mu Chu out to clean up. pause.

It's really three days without fighting, and the house is exposed.