please respect yourself

"Yan Suiyuan," Cheng Zangzhi, who was euphemistically ordered to leave the guest, finally withdrew his smile, and with his picturesque eyebrows, a bit sad, he said, "Why? Why do you want to be a righteous defender of morality? , What kind of drug did this piece of Daning Lushu instill in you?"

"What kind of law is indifferent! What kind of king is ruthless! What kind of law is intolerant! Can't you look at me?"

Yan Suiyuan had never seen Cheng Zangzhi's angry expression in the ups and downs of depression.

But he was not annoyed by the other party's scolding, the fragile Cheng Zangzhi and the angry Cheng Zangzhi were both more real than the Cheng Zangzhi he had seen in the past three years.

Yan Suiyuan sighed incomprehensibly, "Cheng Zangzhi, in this world, once there are some exceptions, things can get out of hand." So, he can't.Slowly continued: "I don't want to be overwhelmed, and I don't want to redeem myself."

Having said that, Cheng Zangzhi has nothing to say.I just feel that molten iron is being poured into my heart, scalding my lungs.The most piercing words in this world are not rejection, but that he can't.

The surroundings are quiet, the water hall is fragrant, and the breeze sends the bright moon.The sky is a little white, and the red clouds are dyed with clouds for a long time.

"Master Cheng, if you don't want to leave, I will go first."

Yan Suiyuan got up from the desk, the bright moon has already fallen into the western mountains, changing to an orange-red morning sun.The slender figure stood still, raised his arms to straighten his clothes, and there was an invigorating lingering fragrance between his movements.

As soon as the sleeves of the robe came down, someone grabbed Yan Suiyuan's wide sleeves and hugged him from behind.

Cheng Zang rested his chin on his shoulder, and sniffed a wisp of Zhenlingxiang from the tip of his nose.Breathing weakly, he whispered in Yan Suiyuan's ear, "Yan Shangshu, I'm sleepy."

Yan Suiyuan looked back in response, and saw that the person on his shoulder had tilted his head and closed his eyes.His face was extremely quiet, and there was no water in the pool.

Only sigh, only helpless.

"It's good to sleep."

More leakage of quicksand, endless years.The double shadows overlap, standing in the water hall, covered with the fragrance of Buddha.

On the mirror-like marble floor, the figure gradually elongated, and someone moved outside the residence.

A group of maids who came with the things they got up in the morning stopped at the threshold in front of the hall.

Her almond eyes widened, her face turned pale with astonishment.But before he could exclaim in surprise, he heard the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, who had always been straightforward and selfless, put his jade bone index finger between his lips to silence them.

A group of court ladies were immediately speechless, but they all went to look at the people behind Lord Shangshu.Looking at Xiu Junru Song's figure, it should be a man.Wearing a robe with black and vermilion arrow sleeves, leather wrists are worn around Lord Shangshu's waist.

But he couldn't see his face clearly, because the man buried his head in the neck of Lord Shangshu.

For a moment, the hatchback was in a dilemma.The court ladies cast their eyes on Yan Suiyuan one after another, asking them what to do.

Yan Suiyuan looked as usual, as if no one was hugging behind him, he just pointed to the washing objects in their hands, and then pointed to the hall, asking them to put the objects on the table.

The maids did as they were told, and when they exited the palace gate, they raised their heads and saw Duke Chang Yang, the waiter in the universe.Immediately, he wanted to salute, but Yang Fengxian stopped him.

Yang Fengxian looked at Yan Suiyuan and the people behind him from a distance, showing an unclear smile.Then he turned around coldly, but he really didn't want to see this scene.In this way, Cheng Zangzhi cannot easily become a stepping stone for them.

Walking quickly along the vermilion and green verandah, Yang Fengxian bumped into a black shadow head-on.

"Why are you here? An Jiedu envoy asked you to come?" Yang Fengxian asked.

However, Heiying teased and said: "Why, the first eunuch in the palace sees a lover finally getting married, is it eye-catching?"

Yang Fengxian laughed loudly, "Did the two broken sleeves make you so jealous?"

Hei Ying said: "Mr. Yang, no, I should call you Thirteen Lang."

Almost in an instant, Yang Fengxian's face was straightened like a shadow puppet show, with cracks and gaps.However, in the blink of an eye, he was once again a servant with a clean heart and a clean heart.

"He San, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your eyes are sharp." Yang Fengxian said with a kind face, "It's a pity that there is only Chang Yang Fengxian, the servant of the Great Ning Dynasty." No more, Thirteen Lang.

He San was wearing a mask all the time, and his eyes were regular, and he could no longer catch them when placed in a crowd.He coughed out his chest and laughed, "As expected of Thirteen Lang, he is willing to cut himself!"

Yang Fengxian put on a helpful smile, "He San, it's time to talk about the business." Hei Ying stopped talking, and he continued: "He San also saw it, Yan Shangshu is determined to keep Cheng Zangzhi. I'm afraid the plan will change."

Meng Heiying thought it was funny, "Duke Yang really pinned his hope of changing the dynasty in western Sichuan, right?"

Hearing the meaning of sarcasm, Yang Fengxian didn't fluctuate, but asked: "Aside from An Xingcu, do you have a better, more suitable, and more controllable candidate?"

"Why do you want to control it?" Hei Ying didn't care. He didn't care what kind of chaos the broken and divided mountains and rivers were.

Yang Fengxian sighed inwardly, dealing with lunatics always requires patience, "It is true that the feudal towns are separated, but there is not a single fool in the Ten Daodu envoys, if they take the initiative first, they will definitely become the target of public criticism. People will rebel."

After all, Cheng Zang is the biggest taboo among other Jiedu envoys.If you want to be safe and ready to rebel, you have to show sincerity.

"Rebellion or not, An Xingzhu's own words don't count." Heiying's eyes were stern, "Maybe Yang has forgotten that Shannan Dao Cheng Huai and Shouju Wang. As long as everyone says he is rebellious, he is a rebellious traitor .”

"Since He San has an idea, why bother to come to see me?" Yang Fengxian was quite curious.

Heiying said: "Mr. Yang, give me the map of Suolongjing Dark River, and I will save people for you."

Yang Fengxian sneered, "I have no one to save."

Hei Ying said, "Tu Qin."

"You!" Yang Fengxian's eyes were intense, almost substantive.

Heiying was still relaxed and comfortable, "I still need an identity. After all, for such a big matter, Mr. Yang can't get away, so he has to send a confidant to do it."

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Yang Fengxian let out a foul breath.

Heiying said lightly, "I have no debts, so why should I be afraid?"

The wind blows in the corridor, the red and black clothes are flying, and the thick and colorful seeps out the bones and desolation.

Resigning from the new year and welcoming the spring, but since the beginning of the eighth year of Dongqi, it has been a bloody and auspicious year.None of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty was happy for the new year. On a new year's day, less than half of the Qing capital was holding a funeral.There was a big change in the bureaucracy, and there were another batch of new faces standing in the hall.

The opening of the dynasty in January only focused on two major events.One is the postponed ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven, and the other is rumors about the flood in Yanzhou and the lock of Longjing.

Yue Zhao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was the first to propose, "Your Majesty, for the sake of the people of the world, you should immediately put the matter of worshiping heaven on the agenda."

Chang Ming, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, also said: "Your Majesty, the vision in Suolongjing must be God's anger! I also ask the Emperor to hold the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens as soon as possible for the common people. It is best to prolong the time to pay homage to the heavens. One hundred Officials should be the same as the emperor, worshiping the emperor's queen day and night!"

All the officials listened to the speeches of the two ministers, and their boring expressions fluctuated.This year, there are only two incidents that are infuriating. One is that the Longjing lock was finally hidden, and half of the city was flooded.The second reason is that the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who served the emperor's fasting in the palace, had a private meeting with an unknown man.

As soon as they arrived at Hanyuan Hall, all the officials were secretly looking at Cheng Zangzhi and Yan Suiyuan.After all, Mr. Cheng has pursued Yan Shangshu for three whole years, if Yan Shangshu gets along with others in the fourth year, then Mr. Cheng will be really miserable.

The matter of locking Longjing was tacitly understood by everyone.Therefore, the officials were even more curious about Yan Shangshu who stood out, as if he could immediately know who the unknown man was.

However, Yan Shangshu, who did not confront the ministers for the first time, also disappointed the ministers with his speech.Yan Suiyuan said: "My minister, please go to Yanzhou for disaster relief."

"..." The disappointed ministers still said in unison: "Please wait for the emperor to complete Yan Shangshu's sincerity!"

Right now, who doesn't know that Yanzhou is a pit of fire, if Yan Sui wants to go, let him go!

One of Cheng Zang wore a crimson purple animal robe, and stood sideways, "I, please go to Yanzhou with Yan Shangshu."

"..."

Everyone couldn't help sneaking glances at Qi Cheng Zangzhi, and couldn't help but wonder in their hearts whether this Jiedu envoy who held military power was really Duanxiu, or did he not know that Yan Shangshu was secretly dating another man.To actually pursue Yan Shangshu so much.

"Prelude!"

Li Shen has been quite distracted recently, he only said these two words in a court meeting, and then the court was dismissed.

Because of Chang Ming's proposal, all officials whose rank is lower than the third rank will kneel at the Temple of Heaven.Officials of the third grade and above burn incense and kneel down in the fasting palace to worship gods and Buddhas.

The main hall of the fasting palace is vacant, leaving people to kneel and worship.Bamboo curtains were put down on both sides, and a case was set up to copy scriptures.

Cheng Zangzhi and Yan Suiyuan sat facing each other on both sides, through the double curtain, we can vaguely see each other's shadows.

On Yan Suiyuan's side, You'an said: "Vice General Yan has already gone to Yanzhou with an umbrella, and he also went to the secret passage to check according to the adults' instructions. But, no one was found."

"Never mind."

On Cheng Zangzhi's side, Zhao Jue was saying, "My lord, our people have already been transferred to Yanzhou. We just wait for the right time."

"understood."

After everyone finished listening to the business, Cheng Zangzhi got up, left his seat, and walked towards Yan Suiyuan stepping on the futon.

Lifting the curtain, Cheng Zangzhi sees Yan Suiyuan with eyelashes drooping, and the silence enters his heart.He lifted the hem of his robe and sat beside Yan Suiyuan, "Yan Shangshu, what are you copying?"

"Master Cheng didn't ask the question knowingly." Yan Suiyuan dipped in the ink and was still silently writing the scriptures on the past life.

"Then you copy it." Cheng Zangzhi folded one leg, stretched one leg, adjusted his sitting posture comfortably, then tilted his head on Yan Suiyuan's shoulder, buried his face in his neck, and sniffed the vibrating fragrance different from the incense sticks. Ling Xiang said, "I'm sleepy again."

Because he was pressing on his right arm, the dense scriptures were stained with ink.Yan Suiyuan looked at the chaotic scriptures speechlessly, sighed, and said: "Master Cheng, wake up first." The weight on his shoulders sank, and he said helplessly, "Let me free my right hand."

Cheng Zangzhi frowned secretly, thinking that Yan Suiyuan was going to throw him out, but he felt a wide sleeve brushing his back, and he was immediately pressed into Yan Suiyuan's arms by a hand.Words came from my ear: "Pillow down, don't show your face. Otherwise, I'll throw you out."

The heart river is turbulent, and the tide is surging.Cheng Zangzhi rolled over and lay on Yan Suiyuan's lap, looking up, Yan Suiyuan had already picked up his pen again.You can only see his lower jaw, which looks like a jade carving.

Yan Suiyuan suddenly felt his heart being covered by someone, and before he looked down, he heard the person lying in his arms say, "Why don't you blushing and your heart beating? My heart is about to jump into the sky."

Hearing this, Yan Suiyuan no longer looked at his heart, nor did he tear off his palm, letting him cover his heart.Nor should Cheng Zang speak any words.

Seeing his indifference, Cheng Zangzhi withdrew his hand resentfully, lying in his arms and muttering: "This is unreasonable, you can still sit still while I am in your arms."

Yan Suiyuan chuckled lightly, and there was no more sound.

Recently, the ministers took turns to worship in the palace, and they arrived at the palace at midnight, and Cheng Zangzhi did the same, so he fell asleep very quickly.

Xu Shi realized that Cheng Zangzhi had really fallen asleep, and Yan Suiyuan let out a breath, and the concentration of more than ten years was almost destroyed in one day.

Looking at the sandalwood case again, the brush and ink on the four-foot-six-span cooked Xuan are thick, and the words form a forest.But it is not a scripture, the whole text is Cheng Zangzhi.When the strokes are left and right, the clouds and dragons startle, but the muscles and bones penetrate into the wood; the luan floats and the phoenix is ​​parked, but the pen and ink penetrate the back of the paper.

This Buddhist scripture cannot be copied.

Yan Suiyuan silently shook his head, and simply pulled out another piece of familiar Xuan, and described his name, so he could always calm down.

The author has something to say:

Yan Suiyuan: I'm going to turn back, are you ready :)

Cheng Zangzhi:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?If you have the ability, don't hide it! ! !

Yan Suiyuan: Happy April Fool's Day.

Cheng Zangzhi: ......... The city has deep routines, and I want to take you back to the countryside.