Bastards

Huiji will hurt, a person is too smart, he always thinks deeply about things, he has to worry about all aspects, worrying that there are too many things to avoid, and it is too tiring.

If you work hard, you will hurt your body.

These words were uttered by an elder like the Prince of England, not a curse or a sigh, but a serious reminder.

Smart people should know how to take good care of themselves, and stop thinking about everything else.

Cui Yu followed his gaze and landed on the camellia on the windowsill.

The camellia flower is white in color but not transparent, moist in texture but not oily, with ten double petals, elegant and extravagant, stretched branches and leaves, gently shaking with the wind, a faint floral fragrance lingers in the room...

"Flowers bloom and fade, and people have life and death. This is the law of nature. Avoidance is inevitable. The world cannot see the future, wise people die early, and ordinary people die unexpectedly. Who can tell?"

Cui Yan shook his head lightly, he didn't want to restrain himself with the future he couldn't see, maybe he would be lucky in this life, could he live to be gray-haired and take care of himself?If he gave up, maybe everything would go wrong and he would die in depression?

The Prince of England glanced at him quite unexpectedly, and then narrowed his eyes slyly: "Aren't you a half-immortal? How can you not even count your life?"

Cui Yu reacted very quickly, blinking, like a little fox: "Taoism practice, counting people and things, but not counting yourself, hasn't the prince heard of it?"

The old man laughed loudly and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, very heroic.

"Life is a matter of life and death. I only hope that when this day comes, my relatives and friends will be safe and happy, and will not have any worries because of me." Cui Yan's eyebrows were curved, his smile was shallow, but his voice was sincere, "For this reason , even if it makes me work harder in life, I will be happy with it."

The old man stared blankly at Camellia, nodded: "So, it's a relief."

Cui Yu didn't answer, just quietly held the pot and refilled the old man's tea.

"There are constant turmoil in the world, but smart people are the most likely to be misunderstood by cleverness. It is rare to be transparent." The old man's eyes are very quiet, as if he has penetrated through the years and is used to seeing the vicissitudes of life. "You should keep your heart."

Cui Yu got up, walked in front of the old man, straightened his clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and saluted with his hands: "Thank you, my lord, for your reminder."

"I didn't mention anything to you? I just said something casually." The old man waved his hand and asked him to come back and sit down, drinking tea slowly while continuing to look at the camellias.

This frequency lasted for so long that Cui Yu almost suspected that there was any story in this camellia?

Seeing that the old man stopped talking and his expression did not reveal any desire to communicate, Cui Yan pressed down many thoughts in his heart, thinking about how to say goodbye more appropriately.

Seeing this, he already understood that Prince Ying is not stupid, on the contrary, the old man is very smart, smart people will not be tempted to express their opinions at will, so it is best not to mention a word about Yang Xuan.

The old man has a very upright heart, a heart of heaven and earth, and his own set of beliefs. Such an upright person will not deviate at will without any special reason.When it's time to stand up and express your opinion, you will express your own opinion, and it is not beautiful to ask questions.

Also, the old man is very wary of smart people, so it's better to let Yang Xuan do it himself.Yang Xuan has been in the military since he was a child, and he is also a warrior at heart. If he is a bear, he can't wait to make people want to smoke three meals a day. When these two people get along, there will be unexpected results.

When we first met, the old man beat Yang Xuan up, didn't he?

After making up his mind, Cui Yu asked, "Yang Zhao was recuperating at my home for two days. This time, my sister-in-law and I came here, and my grandmother nagged a few words... I want to have a look at Yang Zhao. I wonder if my lord will agree?"

"Well, let's go!" The old man dug out a few pieces of greased paper from somewhere, and stuffed a pack of leftover snacks into Cui Yu, "Take this too, and pick up your sister after watching people, and leave as soon as you want." If you don’t want to leave, just take a look at the scenery, and you don’t have to say goodbye to me.”

"This trouble-"

Before Cui Yan finished his polite words, the old man raised his voice and called the young man over: "Take the guests to the ancestral hall to meet the second young master." After speaking, he turned around and left.

As expected of an iron-blooded lord who has fought on the battlefield for decades, his legs and feet are fast... Cui Yu's words were still stuck in his throat, and it was too late to finish.

After receiving the order, the servant didn't say much, and led Cui Yu straight to the direction of the ancestral hall.

It is still a variety of bluestone paths similar to the style just now, without ponds, artificial hills, and precious flowers and trees.

The ancestral hall feels a little different. Apart from being more solemn and solemn, it is not built very high and big. On the contrary, it seems that the conditions are more difficult. It seems that such a place in the family is for the training of children and grandchildren.

If it wasn't for the conversation just now, Cui Yu wanted to complain about the old man's weird brain circuit again.

The ancestral hall has three entrances, and the innermost one must be the ancestors of the old Yang family. Others can't go there casually. Yang Zhao currently lives in the outermost one. When he entered, he was punished to kneel on the memorial tablet. He didn't kneel for twelve hours a day. I have to practice martial arts, work and rest as usual, and I am very busy every day.

From the servant's description, Cui Yu probably understood that the method of punishing people in the Prince Ying's Mansion is to beat them hard and throw them here for confinement.There are strict rules on what to do and when to do it every day. If you perform well, if the old man is satisfied, you will be released.

People like Yang Zhao are actually not afraid of being grounded and suffering a little bit. No matter how hard the beating is, they are not afraid even if they cannot get out of bed, but being locked up in one place and not being able to go out is too miserable and uncomfortable...

So when he saw Cui Yu, he was quite pleasantly surprised.

"How did you come?"

Cui Mata looked so good-looking, he was a little scared, but now he was so pleasantly surprised, this feeling can be ignored: "Sneaking in? My grandfather didn't know?"

Cui Yu looked at him with the eyes of a mentally retarded person: "Prince Ying's mansion can be entered by anyone at will, can anyone touch it here?"

Yang Zhaomeng slapped his forehead: "I just remember that you are so good-looking and smart, I even forgot that you don't know martial arts."

Cui Mata took a deep breath and tried to keep smiling: "Let me see if you are recovering from your injury."

"Forget about that," Yang Zhao approached, winking with rich meaning, "Since you can get here, you can definitely get me out! Brother, help me?"

Cui Mata looked at him sideways.

Before answering, the bastard raised his nose and stared blankly at Cui Yu's hand: "What's so sweet? Dessert?"

Cui Mata: ...So if you have something to eat, you don't have to go out, right?

"My sister made a thank you gift for the old man, but the old man didn't finish it."

Yang Zhao's eyes almost popped out: "That girl is so fierce, she can even make dim sum?"

Surprise is surprise, the action of grabbing snacks is not ambiguous at all.

Cui Yu put away his hand, unwilling to give it to him.

"What misunderstanding do you have about my gentle and gentle sister?"

The tone was very blunt, obviously unhappy.

"Don't dare, don't dare," Yang Gui jumped three feet high, "She has a brother who protects her sister, and with a smart brother like you, she is also very fierce, how can I provoke her!"

Cui Yan narrowed his eyes: "Looking at how energetic you are, you probably don't need to eat snacks. My little uncle and grandmother should also feel relieved." As he spoke, he put away the snacks!

Yang Zhao swallowed his saliva, he didn't dare to grab it, his eyebrows frowned, and he complained: "You don't know how cruel my grandpa is, just beat him up, lock him up here, just beat him up , there is no oil or water at all! My stomach is so green!"

"He even knows the color of his own stomach, Mr. Zhao is so capable."

Yang Zhao looked at Cui Yu's half-smile expression, and suddenly became timid, and didn't dare to make trouble at all, and whispered: "If you don't give it to me, at least bring some to my brother, my brother has been here for almost a month. , I'm so pitiful..."

Cui Yu's eyes flickered slightly: "Your brother?"

Yang Xu, the grandson of the Prince's Mansion?

"Yes," Yang Zhao pointed to the wing room behind the Moon Gate, "he lives there. Unlike me, I was locked in by my grandfather, and he came in by himself. No one stopped him, and he didn't go by himself. It's hard."

Thinking of his brother, Yang Zhao frowned even tighter.He hasn't been at home for a long time, and he doesn't understand why the atmosphere at home has suddenly changed...

"Do you want me to help you see him?"

Yang Zhao felt sorry for his own brother, thinking that Cui Yu was so smart and capable that his younger siblings boasted, maybe he could help?

"Okay!" He reluctantly glanced at the oil-paper bag that Cui Yu hid in his sleeve, and licked his lips, "Remember to bring the dessert to my brother."

Cui Yan couldn't bear his appearance, so he opened the paper bag and handed Yang Zhao a snack: "There are not many things, let's have a taste."

Yang Zhao jumped over with a loud voice, grabbed the snack and threw it into his mouth, almost moved to tears: "It's so thick! It's so thick!"

It's just too small, so I swallowed it in two bites...

Yang Zhao continued to stare at Dim Sum greedily, with a tangled look of "I really want it, but I can't take what I left for my brother", even the round leopard eyes were wet, like a big wronged and pitiful dog.

Cui Yu comforted him: "Don't worry, you will be able to go out soon, within two days at most."

"Really?" Yang Zhao almost jumped up again.

Cui Yu smiled, and was too lazy to chatter with him, and said "fake—" in a drawn out voice, then turned and walked towards the Moon Gate to see Yang Xu.

Yang Zhao stood there scratching his head, very troubled: "Is it true or not——"

……

Cui Yu asked his servants, and after getting the conclusion that he could visit his grandson, he didn't hesitate any longer, and directly stepped into the small courtyard behind the moon gate.

The Prince of England is also very strange among the clan.

The emperor came out of the Yang family, which happened in the past few decades. A few years ago, the Yang family was a big family with many members. With the emperor, they became even more excited when they became a clan. The young ones marry young ones, and those who take concubines take concubines. Who doesn't have a group of women in the backyard and a group of children under their knees?The Prince of England is different.

The Prince of England has never married a wife in his life, and his son was born to a maidservant beside him. This maidservant was not of high birth, and her health was not very good. She left after giving birth to her son. I really like it.I don't know if there was something wrong when the maid conceived the child. The son was not in good health and was always sick. No matter how carefully he raised him, he still couldn't grow up like an ordinary person.

This makes it even more difficult to talk about marriage. The son is also good-natured, and he didn't want to harm other people's girls, so he begged the Prince of England to find him a commoner daughter-in-law who was not of a very good background but was in good health.

This daughter-in-law is indeed in good health, and she has given birth to two sons for the eldest son, all of whom are very healthy.But the son didn't live long, and Yang Zhao died not long after he was born.He really loved his wife, and when his wife saw him pass away, she was very sad. A healthy person, he became thin to a bone in a short time, and soon followed him.

Therefore, in the Great British Prince's Mansion, apart from the old man of the Prince of Ying, there are only two masters, the eldest grandson Yang Xu who has been granted the title of grandson by the holy will, and the second-rate grandson Yang Zhao.

The two grandsons were about the same age, and they were almost raised by the old man. In the early years, the border was uncertain, and the old man even took the two brothers who were only a few years old to guard the border.

Others persuaded him that if something happened, wouldn't it just be a pot, and there would be no incense left?Advise him to marry a daughter-in-law, regardless of her background or age, as long as she can help take care of the children.

The old man didn't listen, and said that the left and right are a family, and it's good to die together, but life can't be avoided.He didn't quite believe that such a thing would happen. How could his grandson Yang Shu be a coward?That is to inherit his mantle as a marshal and general. This small battlefield can't be suppressed, and he will die or live. He is not worthy of being his grandson!

The old man took care of the children like this, and the two children were not misused by him. The grandson Yang Xu made a name for himself early on. He is well-versed in both civil and martial arts.The little grandson Yang Zhao, although his IQ is...ahem, but he is quite brave in battle and has good strength. Now he has passed on the old man's reputation and has become a benchmark. Take it easy.

Yang Zhao, Cui Yu has seen it before. I don't know what kind of person this grandson Yang Xu is?

He was a little curious and vaguely expectant, but he was shocked when he saw Yang Xu.

At that time, Yang Xu was holding a stone lock in the courtyard to train his strength.

Topless.

Probably he had been practicing for a long time, his arms and head were covered with sweat, but his back...had intertwined welts, some were new, some were old, there were so many.Even though the new injury has been treated with medicine, after such a vigorous exercise, the bleeding has been reopened, dripping down with sweat, and the scene is quite shocking.

But he himself didn't seem to notice the pain at all, what should he do, he didn't even blink his eyes!

Xu Shi was immersed in the world of practicing martial arts, and at his own home, Yang Xu's vigilance was a bit low. After two breaths, he realized that someone was coming, so he picked up the clothes on the side and put them on his body.

"Sorry, but scared?"

He turned around and looked at Cui Yu, with straight eyebrows, a warm smile, and a gentle and modest demeanor, just like those noble sons from aristocratic families.

Cui Yu reminded subconsciously: "Your back... seems to need cleaning and medicine?"

The tips of Yang Xu's eyes were slightly raised, and his eyebrows were sculpted to form a beautiful arc. When he smiled, his teeth were exposed, making him even more hearty: "I know martial arts, it's just a skin trauma, it's nothing important, don't worry about it."

People don't care about it themselves, and besides, it would be superfluous.

Cui Yu made up his mind and introduced himself: "My name is Cui Yu, my sister was rescued by the prince a few days ago, and today I specially came to thank you, because I have some friendship with my younger brother, so I stopped by to have a look. My younger brother mentioned you, and I was curious, so I went to see you." I just came here... please forgive me if I disturb you."

As he spoke, he thought about the current situation.

The grandson Yang Xu is very skilled in martial arts, and has a very good reputation. Apart from the old man, he is the biggest in this huge British prince's mansion. Nothing happened in Luoyang recently. How could he have so many injuries?

Or a new injury?

The welts were intertwined, new and old together, it was obvious that someone beat him... Who beat him?

"Cui Yu..." Yang Xu smiled slightly, "I've heard of you, Chang'an Banxian, who attracted the attention of King Yue Wangping as soon as you entered Luoyang. It's amazing."

"Where is there..." Cui Yan continued to think deeply while greeting his gentle and elegant smiling face.

With Yang Xu's martial arts ability and his own identity, if he didn't want to, it would be impossible for him to suffer such a serious injury, such an injury... Could it be voluntary?

Let him be beaten voluntarily by the Prince of England?

If so...

Cui Mata frowned slightly.

Regardless of the reputation outside, or the attitude of Yang Zhao and his servants that he saw in a short period of time, and the impression Yang Xu gave him, Cui Yu felt that this is a very good person to inherit the family. Why is the old man dissatisfied? , why do you want to do such a ruthless hand?

Seemingly seeing his doubts, Yang Xu said, "I'm just practicing here."

"This...experience?" Cui Yu obviously didn't believe it.But when he said it, he regretted it and made a slip of the tongue.

Others deliberately lie like this because they don't want to tell the truth and don't want to be investigated.

Sure enough, Yang Xu smiled slightly, but didn't speak.

Cui Yu didn't want to talk too much, so he took out a gift—the snack made by Cui Ying, left over from the old man and Yang Zhao: "Today's thank you gift from the government, do you want to try it?"

Yang Xu was not polite, reached out and took one, and commented after eating: "It's delicious."

He held the chubby dim sum in his slender fingers, and smiled against the sun, his teeth were extremely white, his eyes swept across the direction Cui Yu came from, and his smile became even wider.

"You came from Zhao'er just now, and he didn't yell to snatch it?"

Cui Mata laughed.As expected of brothers, they are very familiar with each other's personalities.

"He has it too, it's reserved for you on purpose." Although Yang Zhao only shared one, it does exist.

Yang Xu looked at Xiao Dian, didn't speak for a while, and finally sighed softly.

Cui Yu didn't understand his sigh, and said after deliberation: "Your brother cares about you very much."

"Yeah...we grew up together." Yang Xu skipped the topic and asked Cui Yu, "You said you have some friendship with your brother, how did you know him? He is not in Luoyang all the year round, and he has a bad temper. There are few people here. Had a good time with him."

Cui Yu recounted the process of understanding at that time.

"...was beaten up and dared not go home, so he lingered at my house... The injury healed quickly, and he would be fine in two days... There is a younger brother in my family, who is fourteen this year, and it took only two days. I like to get along with Master Zhao, and the two even made an appointment to go fishing by the river..."

fishing?It's a bear's misfortune.

Yang Xu listened, and smiled: "My stupid brother is really... Thank you for taking care of him. Now that the border is in Anping, he has also reached the age of marriage. I am afraid that he will be in Luoyang often in the past two years. I hope you will continue to look forward to it." help."

Can you be so straightforward after only seeing one side?Really brother?

Cui Yu's eyes slightly curved: "How do you know if I'm a bad guy with ulterior motives?"

The Prince's Mansion has such a big signboard.When Yang Zhao saw Cui Ying, he was wary of others trying to mess with him. Yang Xu was obviously much smarter, so it was impossible for him not to be wary of others.

"I still have some eyesight." Yang Xu pointed to his own eyes, "Your eyes are very clean, even if you have some thoughts, you will not harm him. And——"

He paused, smiling confidently: "My stupid brother is also a pure and trustworthy person, he will take him seriously, and he will definitely like him. If you pretend to like him, you have to calculate...Although he is stupid, he has been able to calculate since he was a child There are not many who got him."

Cui Mata sighed: "I like it..."

"Yes, I like it." Yang Xu let out a long sigh, raised his head slightly, and gazed across the high sky, "The most inexplicable and ambiguous thing, and the most difficult to hide."

At this moment, Cui Yu felt that this grandson, the future Prince of England, also had a story to tell.

Things get more interesting...

Cui Yu didn't chat with Yang Xu for too long, the topic was basically on top of each other's relatives, and it didn't go too deep, but it was enough for him to see that Yang Xu was really a family protector with both civil and military skills and a strong sense of responsibility, and ...with secrets.

Yang Xu also likes to eat the small dishes made by Cui Ying.

Afterwards, Cui Yu went to pick up Cui Ying, and Cui Ying had a good time chatting with the housekeeper named Fu Niang. Hearing Cui Yu's call, he didn't miss him any more and left with him.According to Prince Ying's wishes, the two did not say goodbye to him again according to the etiquette.

On the way home, Cui Yu was bathed in the gentle breeze, and the sun was shining brightly. He suddenly remembered that everything today...could have been deliberately arranged by the old man?

It is impossible for the old man to know in advance what kind of dim sum Cui Ying makes, but after tasting it, he deliberately left a few for him to bring when he meets Yang Zhao, but it can have meaning.

It's just that this move is aimed at Yang Zhao, or Yang Xu?

As a grandfather, he knows the mentality, feelings, and tastes of the younger generation very well. Even though Yang Zhao is greedy, he knows that his brother is also suffering, so why not keep it for his brother?

For which grandson did he fall in love with Cui Ying?

Cui Yu couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it. He still needed more time and more information.

……

That night, Yang Xuan came.

He didn't know what he ate wrongly or why he went crazy. After checking that his wound was not healed, he kept wandering around the room with a grim face.He didn't go back to the palace after that, he had to stay in Cui Yu's room and take a bath.

He didn't stop taking a bath, he would call out Cui Mota for a while, and then again, take the pancreas, bath beans, and towels. If you are capable, you will almost go to heaven after taking a bath!

Cui Mata moved lazily and ignored him, making his face even longer.

How awkward not to mention it at night, the next morning, just after dawn, Yang Xuan jumped up and practiced martial arts in the room with his upper body topless.

Opening his eyes, he saw Yang Xuan's strong upper body, beautiful muscle lines, and sweat dripping from top to bottom... This thick, particularly attractive masculinity, coupled with Yang Xuan's carelessness 'Looking at the Tsundere gaze, Cui Yu understood that this brat is jealous again!

Knowing that he saw Yang Xu practicing martial arts with his upper body naked yesterday, he felt angry, and he wanted to show off himself!

It's really... childish and cute.

He hooked his hands, beckoned the little wolf dog in front of him, and sent the first, hot, affectionate and deep kiss of the day.

The little wolf dog screamed excitedly, hugged Cui Yu fiercely, changed from passive to active, and responded more enthusiastically...

When he was leaving, Yang Xuan told him something very important, which was also the main purpose of his coming.

The old man of the Wang family held a birthday party, and he wanted to entertain almost the entire Luoyang city's aristocratic circle. He found some traces, and the forces that tied Cui Yu were likely to appear.

And—needless to say, Prince Ying has a high status, it is normal for the whole family to be invited, and for some reason, my little uncle Cui Shu is also among the invited.

That is to say, if everyone cooperates, there will be no accidents, and the bastards will get mixed together...

Cui Yu stroked his forehead intuitively, feeling like something big was going to happen.