Younger brother

As the second son of the Cen family and the distant cousin of the old principal mother Cen of the Shan family, Cen Fuyu is one of the best idlers in the imperial capital.

He has no official position, and has not yet married. His daily routine is to wander around the major brothels and taverns in the imperial capital, looking for fun.

Except for the mother Cen, the rest of the Shan family didn't like him, even the servants who guarded the door looked down on him.

The only one who has a good relationship with him is Shan Yuyan who is ranked second in the Shan family and is equally ignorant.

As the only yin-yang family among the thirteen families, the Shan family has practiced Yin-Yang cultivation for generations.Although no one is an official in the court, the power of the Shan family is no less than that of other clans, even the Chen family of Ling Kingdom's royal family is afraid of it.

Yin and yang cultivation technique can kill the enemy in the battle at the top, and gather wealth and treasure at the bottom.

Chu Qiao in the Shan family's generation is undoubtedly the eldest son of the Shan family, Shan Qiye, and he is not as foolish as the second son, Shan Yuyan.

Shan Qiye, who is extremely talented, can manipulate puppets at the age of ten, and control ghosts at the age of 12. He was appointed by the emperor as the deputy commander, and went to the Lingao battlefield at the border.

According to rumors, the ghost killing array he opened on the battlefield can kill tens of thousands of enemies without a single soldier.

Rumor has it that he owns an army of undead. The soldiers in the army are all corpses. They are not afraid of pain and death, and only obey Shan Qiye's orders. As long as the enemy sees them, they will never leave the battlefield alive.

According to the rumors, he is ruthless, not close to beauty, and has never contaminated any woman.

It is such a powerful and terrifying man who is the new head of the Shan family.

With such a powerful elder brother as a foil, Shan Yuyan, who originally only drank flower wine and admired beauties every day, seemed even more unattractive. Every day, she was looked down upon by the main mother of the Shan family, Mrs. Cen, so Shan Yuyan Yuyan wanders the rivers and lakes all the year round.

Cen Fuyu and Shan Yuyan, who are also bastard sons, can be said to be like-minded brothers and sisters.

The friendship between the two was so good that they wore a pair of trousers together, and even slept together in the oiran of Wangxiang Tower.

The oiran named Taoyao became famous from then on: there is a prostitute named Taoyao in Wangxiang, who has a handsome and enchanting figure, and the two young men in spring and autumn nights, and these two young men are unusual, they are both sons of the Shan family.

The child's gossip spread to the main mother of the Shan family, and Cen was so angry that she even smashed Tegong's bloodshot bird's nest.

Shan Yuyan went to Yinzhou to avoid scolding, but Cen Fuyu was not so lucky.

Cen Fuyu was caught by his aunt, Cen, and scolded shamelessly in front of his servants. He was also confined in Shan's house and could not return to Cen's house.

During the days when the Shan family was grounded, Cen Fuyu either read the scriptures or listened to his servants gossiping every day.

One day, he suddenly heard someone mention Haitang Court.

The little handyman said that when he was delivering something to Haitang Garden, he happened to see a beautiful woman in the inner garden who looked like a banished fairy. The girl Xiuzhu was sent away.

The other servants laughed at him as a foolish dreamer. The young son of the Shan family in Haitang Garden was sacrificed alive. His biological mother Shangguan was heartbroken. That's all there.

The little handyman retorted, if there is really no one living there, why does the head of the family visit Haitang Garden every few days?

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

Cen Fuyu, who had been bored for many days, immediately felt that his wise and powerful cousin Shan Qiye couldn't bear the loneliness, and secretly hid a delicate little lady in the Begonia Garden.

Thinking of his cousin Shan Qiye's unfeminine appearance outside, Cen Fuyu felt even more that the one in Haitang Garden must be a peerless beauty.

Therefore, Cen Fuyu insisted on the accusation of Shan Qiye being hidden in the golden house, and became more and more curious about the Begonia Court.

One day, taking advantage of Shan Qiye's absence in the Shan Mansion, Cen Fuyu sneaked into Haitang Garden.

At that time, the crabapple flowers were in full bloom, and the whole elegant garden was full of white jade crabapple.

Cen Fuyu felt more and more that this Haitang Garden must be the place where Shan Qiye's golden house hides her beauty.

The afternoon sun in autumn filled the entire garden. Cen Fuyu walked in while admiring the scenery in Haitang Garden, but none of the servants had ever seen it. Although the whole garden was beautiful, it lacked a lot of popularity.

All the way to the inner garden, Cen Fuyu had never seen a single person, and he couldn't help wondering if he had misunderstood Shan Qiye.

Maybe he is really a pure-hearted and ascetic practitioner, and he kept this Haitang Garden just to mourn his dead younger brother.

Although Cen Fuyu, Shan Qiye's youngest brother, had been mentioned by his aunt Cen, he had never met him.

The young son of the Shan family is the concubine son of the illegitimate daughter of the Shangguan family who is obsessed with singing. sacrificed.

Cen, the mistress of the Shan family, obviously didn't want to see the third son of the Shan family and his biological mother, who had died long ago, and even scolded in front of Cen Fuyu: "The actor who was born by the actor, one is ruthless and the other is unjust, the little bastard born by the actor, The whole family deserves to die early."

However, Cen Fuyu felt that the people living in such a delicate and elegant garden would not be as miserable as his aunt said.

The sound of approaching footsteps caused Cen Fuyu, who came to peep, to hide in the flower garden in a hurry.

From among the crabapple branches, Cen Fuyu saw that it was a boy in Tsing Yi, carrying a bowl of decoction into the room in the inner garden.

Cen Fuyu immediately grinned, knowing that Qi Ye could not be as honest as outsiders said, even his aunt Cen was deceived by him.

Cen Fuyu thought that he and Shan Yuyan would be scolded for a long time when they went to the brothel on weekdays. Shan Qiye, the head of the family, was really unusual. He directly raised the little lady in his backyard.

Not long after, the door of the room was pushed open again, and the little boy who had just walked in came out with an empty bowl.

Cen Fuyu quietly approached the carved pane, pushed the open window a crack, and saw the person inside the room.

However, this person seemed to be completely different from what he had imagined.

That person didn't have a skirt or pearls, but a white moon robe embroidered with begonias.

From Cen Fuyu's perspective, he couldn't see the man's face at all, only the tall figure of the man lying sideways on the imperial concubine's couch, and a pale and slender hand holding a scroll, but this figure, no matter how you look at it, Not like a woman either.

Cen Fuyu wanted to see more clearly, but when he raised his hand to open the window, he accidentally touched the jade wind chime on the pane.

The man put down the scroll and turned his face away.

Cen Fuyu's eyes widened all of a sudden, unexpectedly, there are such people in this world who are like exiled immortals.

The man was not yet old enough, his black hair was like satin, his skin was as radiant as snow, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyebrows looked like distant mountains, and his face was extremely beautiful. His eyes were covered by white silk, but it couldn't hide his peerless elegance.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was very clear, like the sound of autumn wind blowing through crabapple flowers.

Cen Fuyu admired: "I, Cen Ershao, have been away from Huajian for so many years, and I have never seen a beauty like you."

Shan Niantong curled his lips and said: "Then you are really ignorant, rare and strange."

Cen Fuyu crawled in from the window in an extremely indecent posture, walked up to Shan Niantong, grabbed his hand, and said seriously in his most affectionate voice: "Even if you are not a little lady, I am willing to be with you." A pair for a lifetime."

Shan Niantong almost didn't laugh out loud, just wanted to say something to ridicule him, but heard a deep voice from outside the door.

"Single with him forever?" Shan Qiye said coldly, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Cen Fuyu didn't expect that Shan Qiye would come back at this time, he had no idea that as soon as he entered the Begonia Garden, his every move would be passed on to Shan Qiye by the shadow guards who were watching him.

"Cousin, why did you come back so soon?" Cen Fuyu wanted to bite his tongue off as soon as he spoke.

"If you don't come back now, wait for you to have a lifetime with him?" Shan Qiye grabbed Cen Fuyu by the collar and threw it out of the door, "Get out, don't let me see you again."

Cen Fuyu looked at Shan Qiye sadly and said: "Cousin, you will be spoiled by such a beauty, hidden in a golden house that sees the sun like this, isn't it violent?"

Shan Qiye's eyes were full of sternness: "If you say one more word, I will pull out your tongue and turn you into a corpse."

When Cen Fuyu saw that Shan Qiye was really angry, he didn't even care to pat the dust on his body, so he hurried out.

Shan Qiye closed the door and looked at Shan Niantong who was watching the play with his chin resting. His expression was still gloomy, but his gaze became gentle.

"Brother, can you help me go outside?" Shan Niantong held out his hand to Shan Qiye.

Shan Qiye leaned over to put on his shoes and socks for him, ordered someone to fetch an umbrella, and led Shan Niantong out the door.

Although Shen Shi had passed and the sunlight in the garden had dimmed a lot, Shan Qiye was still cautious, for fear that his brother Yao would be exposed to a little sunlight.

Sunlight may be warm to most people, but to Shan Niantong, it can burn his skin.

Walking to the long corridor, in the shadow of flowers blocked by white jade begonias, Shan Niantong sat on the corridor chair.

Shan Niantong asked suddenly: "Are all the crabapple flowers here white?"

"It's always been like this." Shan Qiye's expression remained the same, "Tong'er, don't you like white jade crabapple the most?"

Shan Niantong thought for a while and said: "Perhaps I admitted my mistake, I always dream of a lot of red begonias."

Shan Qiye touched the top of Shan Niantong's head and said, "Tong'er, have you been reading too many scripts lately?"

Shan Niantong raised his head to look at Shan Qiye and smiled: "I was just seeing a script about the Prodigal Son, and I just acted it out."

Shan Qiye said: "Tomorrow I will send him back to Cen's house, and I won't let him bother Tong'er again."

Shan Niantong said, "I think he's quite interesting."

Hearing that Shan Niantong praised Cen Fuyu, Shan Qiye said with a bit of jealousy: "What's so interesting? I don't learn all day long, and I follow him with Yi Yan. A few days ago, those two were still sleeping together in Wangxiang Tower." A girl, the idle songs and spittle of market children almost flooded the threshold of the single family."

"Where is Wangxiang Tower?"

Shan Niantong focused on other things, which caused Shan Qiye a headache.

Shan Qiye suddenly smiled, reached out and untied Shan Niantong's belt, put his hand into his waist, and gently kneaded it.

Seeing that Shan Niantong's expression gradually began to take on a charming beauty, Shan Qiye leaned down and whispered in his ear: "It's the place where this kind of thing is done."

In broad daylight, Shan Qiye actually did such a thing openly, Shan Niantong's face felt a little hot.

"What's the difference between you and those apprentices?" Shan Niantong pushed Shan Qiye.

Shan Qiye laughed instead: "I'm not much different from them."

"The only difference is that they are obsessed with all kinds of beauty, but I am only obsessed with you."

Shan Niantong said angrily: "The book says that you are talking sweetly and glibly."

Shan Qiye stretched out his hand to fasten Shan Niantong's belt: "If that's the case, then leave all the sweet words and glib words of my life to Tong'er."

When Ah Fu walked into the Liyuan, what he saw happened to be that his master had a face that could even be called shy, leaning in the arms of the head of the Shan family, and said in a coquettish tone: "Brother, how do you That’s how you talk about love.”

The evening wind blew the flowers and leaves of the white jade crabapple, and the large snow-white flower shadows swayed. On the corridor, black robes hugged white clothes.

For a moment, Ah Fu felt that this picture was extremely beautiful.

Shan Qiye gently stroked the pale and warm neck of his younger brother, a tender smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He replied softly in his heart:

"Tong'er, when I hugged you who was cold on the altar, I regretted that I didn't have time to say a word of love to you.

When you were lying dead in the tomb, I wanted to tell you all the love words.

And during the three years you were sleeping, I was talking to you every day. "

Shan Niantong couldn't hear what he was saying, but pointed to the old locust tree in the garden and said, "Brother, do you feel that there is something missing there?"

Shan Qiye asked, "What does Tong'er want?"

Shan Niantong said with a smile, "A swing, like the one in "On the Wall"."

Immediately on the wall?Shan Qiye thought of Cen Fuyu who came to spy on Shan Niantong today, looked at his younger brother's gorgeous appearance, and felt a little worried that he couldn't close the door, and a branch of red apricot went out of the wall.

"Tong'er still reads too many chatterbooks." Shan Qiye was a little helpless, his expression became gloomy, and he turned his head and said to Ah Fu: "Stop showing your master to read more chatterbooks in the future."