The seventh rule of the male god

—Memory is a road with no return.

Qingluan Pavilion is a well-known romantic place in Peijing, but it was only built in recent years, and there are many beautiful small restaurants in it.

It is also the favorite place for the youngest son of the Qin family to go.

When Qin Shinian entered the inner room, he saw his friends sitting on the couch in twos and threes hugging left and right. Inside the bronze crane was burning incense for fun, and the red gauze curtain was entangled with Fei Mi. Fully naked.

When Ye Shen saw him, he glanced at him lightly, only to see Qin Shinian's expression was worried, and he couldn't help but joked: "Hey, who offended us Qin Shizi?"

Qin Shinian pulled over a young man in green tulle, played with the two points on his chest ambiguously with his fingers, and sneered: "I'm in a good mood today, and whoever says I'm in a bad mood will have trouble with anyone." !"

Hearing this, Ye Shen and his other friends looked at each other in surprise, knowing that Qin Shinian was really in a bad mood today, so he made a few jokes, but tacitly stopped talking about it.

The young man in his arms showed an intoxicating blush on his cheeks, and he carefully lifted his hips to rub against Qin Shinian's lower body, but was suddenly pushed away by the other side and fell to the floor, and he couldn't help but look at Qin Shinian in astonishment.

Seeing the other party's face was gloomy, with no expression of joy or anger, the young man couldn't help but feel trembling, he didn't know where he had offended the other party, and he didn't dare to say anything, he could only be careful not to move.

Qin Shinian just gave him a cold look, got up and left without saying anything.

Has this person been here for a while?Why did you leave?Once Qin Shinian left, the few remaining people couldn't help but stare at each other in silence, not knowing what happened.

Qin Shinian was really in a bad mood today, not only bad, it was extremely bad.

Without him, Changli will return to Beijing tomorrow.

Eight years have passed since King Pingnan left Beijing.

Four years ago, the soul of Emperor Xuande returned to the west, the emperor guarded the gate of the country, and the king died in the country, so he had a fulfilled life.

Not long after, Yun Changfeng Chengshun ascended the throne.

For eight years, Changli fought endlessly all the way, resisting the invasion of barbarians, leading the Daqi soldiers and horses to open the Daqishan River, quite the momentum of Emperor Chao Kuang, and Yun Changfeng worked hard to govern and love the people, reduced tariffs, repaired water conservancy, and reformed the imperial examinations. build.

The combination of the two not only allowed Daqi to restore the situation in the prosperous Kaiyuan era, but also had a faint tendency to break through.

The common people love the emperor, and they also love King Pingnan. This is something that no one expected eight years ago, including the empress dowager, who has been doing everything she can.

In this way, Changli has achieved real merits and demerits, but there is another imperial decree of Emperor Xuande that he cannot return to Beijing unless he is called, and he has really stayed in the frontier and has never returned to Beijing.

Others don't understand the reason why Changli did this, but Qin Shinian does.

If the current sage was not Yun Changfeng, Changli would have returned to Beijing long ago.

He has been silent for four years. He took his life back several times from Lord Yan. The frontiers no longer need his guarding. He suppressed no resistance.

As for Chang Li, he was so stubborn that he was almost paranoid.

He made it clear to Yun Changfeng——

If you let me come back, I will come back.

If you don't let me come back, I won't come back.

Finally, Yun Changfeng conceded defeat.

When the news came from Peijing, Changli was sitting by the bonfire playing with the soldiers, which was one of the few entertainments in the barracks.

Now he has more vigor and bloodiness like a lone eagle. When he opens his eyes, it is like a sharp sword out of its sheath. The cold light suddenly appears, the sword eyebrows are starry, and the outline is angular, which makes people daunting.

When the lieutenant bent down to tell him, the military flag order just passed to him, and he paused for a moment, causing the soldiers to boo.

Chang Li raised his eyebrows and stood up, scolding unhappily: "You bastards."

Even though he said so, he accepted the military flag order and accepted the punishment, and the soldiers burst into laughter.

After playing around, it was much late at night, Changli returned to the tent, and the eunuch who had been waiting for a long time began to read the imperial edict, Changli lowered his eyes to receive the decree, unable to tell whether he was overjoyed or resentful.

Yes.

He hated Yun Changfeng.

When countless hopes failed, it was mixed with love.

He never thought of hurting Yun Changfeng, including the collusion with the barbarians, he agreed on the premise of not being allowed to touch Yun Changfeng, but the barbarians have no credibility, which is why he suppresses the barbarians so much now important reason.

Changli stared at the face in the bronze mirror, fortunately he had the same face as Yun Changfeng, fortunately he was very familiar with Yun Changfeng's demeanor and movements, otherwise his longing would not have allowed him to persist for four years.

However, now he couldn't find the familiar trace in the mirror.

On the day of returning to Beijing, the first snow fell quietly today.

Yun Changfeng opened the curtain, opened the window, and watched the plum blossoms falling with the wind. The petals flew to the front of the tent, some of them fell on the top of the tent, and there were snowflakes blowing on the face, which was terribly cold.

Chang Li was standing under a plum tree, dressed in white, as if he wanted to blend in with the snow, snowflakes and red plums fell on his shoulders, like a person in a painting.

He is like a Qiongzhi tree, planted between black mountains and white waters.

Chang Li met Yun Changfeng's gaze unexpectedly, was slightly taken aback, then raised his head and smiled with the gentleness of Yuan Qingmu.

That smile seems to contain the time we experienced together in the morning dew in spring, the singing of cicadas in midsummer, the water in deep autumn, and the warm sun in early winter.

Yun Changfeng tightened the fox fur cloak on his body, and stretched out his hand to slowly gather up the floating snow on the pole. When the cold came, Yun Changfeng pulled back his thoughts and sighed deeply.

The impact of Changli on him was greater than he imagined.

They were inseparable for 16 years, and they were separated by no more than a quarter of an hour for nine years.

When he was young, he played gags, mischievous tricks, drifting snow and light, and domineering;

When I was young, I used to sit and send hooks, shoot and shoot, flow cups of water, and ride horses to hunt;

When he was an adult, he was unable to love, scheming, cheating, and turning against each other.

Yun Changfeng closed the window, took the umbrella from the maid, and told them not to follow, and walked in the direction of Changli alone with the umbrella.

Changli felt that there was no wind and snow falling on his body, moved his lips, and finally just smiled, looked at Yun Changfeng, and called out easily: "Ah Feng."

Yun Changfeng nodded: "A Li."

Chang Li called out again: "Ah Feng."

"Ah."

"Ah Feng."

"Ah."

"Ah Feng."

Yun Changfeng said helplessly: "I'm here, you've loved calling me that since you were a child, why haven't you changed it yet?"

Chang Li tilted his head, just smiled: "When I called Ah Feng several times, there was no one around, and I could only hear my own echo. Now that someone answered, I couldn't help but want to call a few more times."

Yun Changfeng sighed helplessly, and said just now: "Go and see Ah Yang, she misses you very much."

After a long pause, he said lightly, "Afeng, I don't want to go."

Yun Changfeng glanced at him, and replied: "Okay."

"Afeng, do you still remember the promise we made when we were young?"

"remember."

As they walked and talked, they walked to the front of Changxin Hall unknowingly. Yun Changfeng unknowingly remembered Li Xuanhe. At that time, he was standing above, holding a ruler, teaching them one after another. Obscure lines.

Yun Changfeng lowered his eyelids slightly, and his thoughts fell into a trance for a while.

The flower of Tangdi, the calyx embryo Yiyi, the brotherhood is like a brother.

That poem was also taught by Li Xuanhe.

"So, does it count now?"

"……count."

Being drawn back to his thoughts again, Yun Changfeng looked at Changli, and Changli also looked at him, his eyes were like a ball of karmic fire, burning all the way to the heart of a person.

"Afeng, remember me, remember me forever, never forget me, Afeng, how about this?"

He spoke every word, very fluently.

Yun Changfeng suddenly turned his face to look at him, the snow fell, and the sky was empty, and it took him a long time to hear his voice: "Okay."

it is good.

So here we are.

In this life, we are born for all beings.

In this life, in front of thousands of people, we are just a point in the billowing smoke and dust.

The next day, Yun Changfeng went to court amidst the courtiers bowing down.

Chang Li stood at the very front, and occasionally glanced at him, but the etiquette is that of a monarch and his ministers.

In the huge Xuanzhao Hall, only the emperor and his ministers played in unison for a while, which was engraved in the history books by the long river of history.

Those obsessions of sadness, joy and joy are just a few more strokes of ink and wash for future generations.

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