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Shen Bing felt that Xie Yin had become more and more strange recently.

It stands to reason that one of the two is on duty in Xiyuan, and the other is in front of the Prince's Hall. If they don't make a special appointment to drink and chat on weekdays, they won't be able to see each other.However, in the recent seven days, Shen Yi met Xie Ling for five days.Three times they met by chance on the way home outside Donghua Bridge, another time they made an appointment to buy books in the old study, and the last time Xie Ling offered to warm the house for Shen Bing's new home.

"You can come if you want." Shen Yan said helplessly, "It's just that my things have not been properly arranged, and the house is in chaos. I'm afraid I don't have good wine and tea to entertain you."

At that time they were walking side by side under the palace wall, the towering red tile brick wall cast a heavy shadow on the road.Although the weather in February is still a bit cool, the sun is already warming the body. At this time, people are willing to bask their whole bodies in the sun, and no one wants to go into the cold shade.

Shen Bing is no exception.However, Xie Qin, who was walking on the outside of him, seemed to be playing tricks on purpose, instead of walking on the sunny road on the other side, he wanted to squeeze Shen Bian into the shadow under the wall.He is tall and tall, and he pushed Shen Bing to the junction of the shadow and the sun in two or three steps. The shoulders and arms of the two were tightly pressed together, and they looked like two clay dolls stuck together from a distance.

"Who asked you to entertain me?" Xie Qin seemed not aware that he was going to squeeze Shen Yi out, and smiled slowly, "I'm here to help you pack your things. You just hired an old servant Right? Relying on him to tidy up, when will the house be completely settled? Why not use my free labor?"

Shen Yan was very skeptical that the young master in front of him probably had never boiled a pot of water in his life, but he was so enthusiastic, and it was hard to refuse, so he could only smile and said: "If you want to come, of course I welcome—"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Ling's body leaned towards Shen Bi's direction without any trace, and Shen Bi's whole body was squeezed to the side, half of his shoulders were submerged in the shadow under the wall.Shen Ting couldn't hold it back, and was about to remind him if he could go out a little, but suddenly felt his shoulders tighten and heat inside, Xie Ling actually reached out and hugged him, pulling him out to the sun Down—and brought it into his chest.

Xie Ling was already a head taller than him, but at this moment Shen Yi couldn't stand firmly under his pull, and staggered slightly, just in time for the tip of his nose to land on Xie Ling's shoulder.The soft nasal bone collided with the towering collarbone hidden under the collar, and a sour feeling rushed to his forehead. Shen Bing covered his nose and let out a low "hiss".

"Oh, did you bump into it?" Xie Qin very naturally wrapped Shen's shoulders loosely with one hand, grabbed his wrist covering his nose with the other, bent down towards his face and smiled, "Hurry up and let me Look. I didn't do it on purpose, I wanted you to lean closer to me, why don't you know how to walk when you are such an adult?"

He said this as if he wasn't the one who squeezed people in the first place.

As soon as he bent down, there was only an inch between the two of them, their chests were leaning against each other, and their breath could be heard.Shen Bing raised his head in astonishment, his lips almost touched Xie Jin's chin.At this time, the sourness in his nasal cavity had not faded away, and his eyes were filled with tears from the sore nose, looking at Xie Ling with wet eyes.It looked like a green orchid that was wet in the spring rain, innocent and pitiful at the same time, seeing a burst of fire in Xie Ling's chest, he felt dry and anxious all of a sudden. Itching, scratching my ears and cheeks so much that I almost forgot I was there.

Shen Yan suddenly pushed Xie Ling with his hand, and said with some discomfort: "You stand outside..."

How could Xie Ling spit out the fat in his mouth?Immediately, he took a further step up, showing the rascal strength he had forged over more than ten years, and smiled eagerly and innocently: "What's the matter, didn't I want to see if your nose is okay? .Don't hide, let me take a look—"

However, before he could pull away the shy and annoyed little bluegrass, suddenly a roar that exploded on the ground rolled towards the two of them like spring thunder——

"Shen Liangqing!"

The two suddenly became excited.Especially Shen Bing, who almost "swipe" away from Xie Ling's side, as if he would be struck by lightning a second later and turn into coke.

However, at the end of the palace road, there was a figure wearing a second-grade scarlet robe and a black gauze hat standing. Facing the long wind, he was as straight as a straightened bamboo.His face was rigid and strict, even the wrinkles were as resolute as a mountain's body. From the looks of his face, he was a serious person who was upright, caring about manners, and hated others' disrespect.

Such a person would frown even when others sneezed, let alone seeing his young and promising student cuddling with another young and promising official on the palace road in broad daylight.

It was Li Chenfu who came.

"Teacher." Shen Bing dodged four or five steps away from Xie Jin before bowing to greet his teacher.

Xie Ling secretly cursed in his heart that it was not the right time for his donkey face to be stubborn, but he couldn't be rude, so he followed Shen Bing and saluted slowly: "Master Shangshu."

Li Chenfu seemed to have 1 small knives in his eyes, scraping back and forth on Shen Yi and Xie Ling's body, not knowing whose skin they were trying to scrape off.In the end, he gave Xie Ling a hard look almost coldly, and said sharply to Shen: "Liangqing, follow me!"

Shen Ting answered "Yes" in a low voice, without even looking at Xie Ling, he hurriedly followed Li Chenfu's footsteps.

The rigid Minister of Rites rushed forward a few steps almost angrily, then stopped abruptly and turned around, pointed at Xie Ling and said angrily: "Under the palace wall, next to the throne of the Son of Heaven, you behave presumptuously, how decent is it?" No matter how flirtatious you used to be, you should keep your manners in order when you put on this black gauze hat!"

Xie Jin still had that graceful and idle smile on his face, and answered "yes" without haste.

I didn't listen to it after seeing it.

The Master Shang Shu was so angry that he took his students and strode away, wishing to stay as far away from Xie Ling as possible.

Seeing Shen Ting's back that was drifting away, Xie Ling sighed regretfully in his heart, thinking half itching and half annoyed——run away for him again.

It's really fast.

Li Chenfu seemed to have noticed something that day, and since that day, he has frequently called Shen Bing to the Ministry of Rites to help.The history compilation work is about to be completed, and there is an urgent need for manpower to do the last inspection and verification; at this time, it happens that there is a concubine's funeral, and she is in a hurry to posthumously, and the Ministry of Rites needs to draft regulations.

For the whole half month, Shen Bing was ordered around by his teacher, several times he went home after the sun was shining, changed his clothes and hurried back to the Ritual Department to be on duty.Ren Xie Ling arrested people everywhere, but he didn't let him stop him a few times.

This donkey face is old and stubborn!Xie Ling scolded Li Chenfu for ruining his good deeds, but there was nothing he could do.On the other hand, Wang Dan was in a hurry to ask Xie Yin to answer him, and he had stopped Xie Yin to test him several times overtly and covertly, but he dealt with it vaguely every time.But procrastinating any longer is not an option, if Yang Lian bypasses them and goes directly to Shen Bing, then his way will be blocked.

It's imminent.There is no delay.

Xie Qin scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and sent someone to watch for half a month outside Shen's mansion, and finally caught up with Shen Bing who was resting at home on a spring day with little wind and clouds.

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The old servant brought Xie Ling to the front hall, and waited for another cup of tea before Shen Ting came out from the backyard yawning.

In the past half month, he seemed to be really busy and tired. It was rare for him to get a good night's sleep, and there was still a faint red sleepiness between his brows and eyes.Because he was at home, Shen Bing only wore a plain white cross-collar Taoist uniform with loose sleeves and a pair of wooden clogs on his feet, revealing his thin neck and clavicle line, as well as his delicate ankles like jade shoots.

He stepped on his wooden clogs and walked in. When he saw Xie Qin, he smiled and said, "What are you doing so early? I can agree that today I want to rest at home, and I won't hang out with you."

Xie Ling loves his lazy appearance so much, it seems that the demeanor and moonlight are melted into his bones, and his casual gestures are full of romance.

"I didn't come to ask you to go out for a stroll. Didn't I say before that I want to help you clean up the house? Well, I'm here, how can I use Master Shen to order me around."

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, are you here to relax your muscles? You young master, who dares to use it?"

Having said that, under Xie Ling's insistence, Shen Ting took him and the old servant to start the great cause of tidying up the yard.

Shen Bing's things are not too many, clothes and sundries only take up one box in the bedroom, and the other dozen boxes of belongings are all letters.After the old slave cleaned the flagstone floor of the atrium with a large and wide dustpan, Shen Yi and Xie Ling carried a box by himself, and began to move out the scrolls one by one and put them in the sun to dry.

The new house given by Emperor Hongwu is not too big, but it is a three-entry courtyard. There is an osmanthus tree growing in the atrium. This season, the new green branches are sprouting little yellow and delicate flower buds, which makes people like it.

"The books you read are so complicated." Xie Qin spread out the books one by one, stroked the rough surface of the silk paper with his fingers, and sighed, ""Yuan Ye", "The Story of the Small Window", "The Classic of Tea"...etc. Next! What are these books?! "The Lost History of Hailing"? "Han Palace Spring Scenery"? Hahaha Shen Liangqing, you actually kept it privately!"

He laughed and took out two handwritten thin volumes, and waved the spoils in his hand to Shen Bing on the other side of the yard almost showing off.

Standing under the bright sun, Shen Bing, with his wide sleeves tied up behind his back with a loop, raised his head and scolded with a smile: "Who told you to flip through my book... Besides, "Han Palace Spring Scenery" is obviously a history book, " "Hailing's Lost History" has outstanding literary talent, why can't I read it?"

Xie Jin laughed loudly and slapped his legs, sat down on the ground, opened the page and read aloud: "...Lead the girl Yan to the secret room, bathe her, and carefully observe Yan's face, which is long, slightly round, and pure white Flawless, with plump cheeks, shaped like a full moon—”

"Okay, don't read." Shen Bi's face turned slightly red.

"—The chest is flat and full, the shoulders are round and upright, the back is slightly thick, the waist is slender, the texture is greasy and clean, fat and barren—"

"Xie Rangzhi!" Shen Yan threw the book in his hand on the ground in embarrassment, stepped on wooden clogs and walked quickly to Xie Jin's side, trying to grab the book, but Xie Jin grabbed his wrist.

However, half of the face of the young man hidden in the shade of the flowers looked up at him with a smile on his face, with a naughty smile on his lips, and said jokingly: "Don't you say it's a history book? Isn't it a literary talent? Why don't you let me read it? "

Shen Bing's ears became hotter and hotter, half embarrassment and half ashamed, but he refused to admit it, and said stubbornly: "This kind of private book can be closed and read quietly. You can read it in broad daylight... too , It’s too indecent.”

Xie Ling almost burst out laughing, but seeing that Shen Yan was really ashamed, he let go of his wrist with a smile and admitted defeat: "All right, all right, I won't read it anymore... To be honest, this is really written That's right. If you talk about 'white and flawless face, plump cheeks, shaped like a full moon', who can compare to our 'Jingzhou Tinglan', isn't it—"

"Thank you!"

"Hahaha, okay, I really won't talk about it this time."

The two laughed and quarreled for a while before they separated to work again.There was no sound in the courtyard for a while, only the sound of "Xi Shu" when the breeze blew the pages of the book, and the light knocking of wooden clogs and bluestone slabs when Shen Yi walked around.The warm sun in the courtyard is clear and shallow, the shadow of osmanthus drifts, and the fragrance of ink floats and sinks.The blue sky above the blue tiles is like washing, and the thin clouds are as light as silk threads. It is really a rare good weather.

A few tens of miles away are the golden palace walls and political entanglements. However, when they are in the quiet world of the three-entry courtyard, even the world and the monarch and the people become no longer important.

When Xie Ling straightened up again, he hammered his slightly sore lower back, and turned to look at Shen Bing.But I saw him standing among the open books, holding a scroll in his hand, looking down at the book, with a smile on his lips as if seeing something exciting.

In the afternoon, the sun is like gilt, and the paper is like Zen wings, and people are like jade carvings.The thin shoulders of the Tinglan-like youth seem to be covered with the most intoxicating spring breeze, the narrow waist seems to be covered with the most gentle sunlight, and the ink-splashed hair ends are also surrounded by the shadow of sweet-scented osmanthus.

It's just that he suddenly didn't know his own beauty, but he was immersed in the scroll in his hand like no one else, as if he had forgotten the foreign things.

Xie Qin looked at him quietly, and also forgot about the world.