Jincheng flower hour

In the middle of the night, Lao Duan and Wu Tingchang left, Liu Hong and Zhuang Yang cleaned up the messy table, Zhuang Yang drank little wine and was slightly tipsy, while Liu Hong drank too much wine and was already drunk.Liu Hong's movements were obviously slow, his body was shaking, and his steps were weak. Even so, he still helped move the wooden table and arrange the tableware.

"Ah Hong, go and rest."

Zhuang Yang took the wooden case from Liu Hong, and Liu Hong grabbed Zhuang Yang's hand. He looked at Zhuang Yang and said vaguely, "Erlang, don't go." Knowing that he was drunk, Zhuang Yang comforted him and said, "I Take the dishes to the kitchen and come back." Zhuang Yang wanted to pull Liu Hong's hand away, but he didn't want Liu Hong to pull Zhuang Yang into his arms and lock Zhuang Yang with his arms.

"Erlang, I'll just hug you, I..."

Liu Hong staggered, hugged Zhuang Yang and fell on the mat, the two fell into a ball, even so, Liu Hong still did not let go of his arm.Zhuang Yang seemed helpless, he lay on his side on the mat, Liu Hong hugged him from behind, he wanted to struggle to get away, but he heard Liu Hong kept muttering: "Just for a while", he put his head against Zhuang Yang's With his arms around his back, Zhuang Yang gradually lost his voice.No matter Lao Duan, Wu Tingchang or Liu Hong drank a lot of wine tonight, they were happy and joyful. However, after waking up from the wine, for Liu Hong, what he had to face was parting from Zhuang Yang.

The lights were dim, and there were only the two of them in the huge hall. The candlelight illuminated the flying beasts and phoenixes on the screen, red and black, like a colorful dream.Zhuang Yang was lying on the bamboo mat, listening to Liu Hong's even breathing behind him, but he didn't pull Liu Hong's arm around his waist—because he was drunk and drowsy, Liu Hong unknowingly let go of his restraint.There are always reasons for people's behavior. For example, like Liu Hong, he always likes to hug himself from behind. Liu Hong has a feeling that is hard to let go.

Zhuang Yang sat up from the table and looked at Liu Hong who was sleeping next to him. He remembered that when he first saw Liu Hong, he was only 13 years old, and he walked towards him angrily with a bow and arrow.At that time, he would never have thought that this child would have an ambiguous relationship with him in the future.

But I don't know if the person next to me has ever been distressed, the love he showed is like the love between a man and a woman.

The fingers with long sleeves brushed the hair on Liu Hong's forehead, and rubbed the ends of his eyebrows with his fingertips. This young man was extremely handsome, with a broad forehead, deep eyebrows, a straight nose, a tight and resolute mouth, and his facial features There was no trace of childishness on his face, but his sleeping face rarely showed a trace of childishness, with one hand clenched to his chest.

There is a pair of armguards tied on the arm, made by a woman, with delicate needle holes and lively patterns, probably made by Duan Youjiao's daughter Duan Si.

A person like Liu Hong, even though he is in poverty, can still be loved by many women, but he doesn't know what kind of outstanding appearance he will have when he wears a brocade robe, a high crown, jade ornaments and a sword.When he crowns the name, he will be a man of seven feet, and what will he look like at that time.

Zhuang Yang thought that he couldn't see Liu Hong like this, but it wasn't a bad thing either.

Withdrawing his fingers from Liu Hong's face and rubbing the corners of Liu Hong's lips, Zhuang Yang was about to withdraw his hand when he felt someone grabbing his neck. Seeing Liu Hong's blurred eyes opened, Liu Hong lowered Zhuang Yang's head and kissed He hugged Zhuang Yang, hugged Zhuang Yang in his arms again, and hugged him tightly.If he woke up, he immediately fell asleep.When Zhuang Yang thought of being hugged by a big bamboo shoot, he was also entangled in this way, with so much strength that he couldn't get rid of it.

Think of it as being hugged by a tapir.

However, being hugged by a tapir feels completely different. Liu Hong's embrace is warm, even hot. Zhuang Yang felt the warmth from the young man's strong body. Silence, as if the state of mind at this time.

That night, Zhuang Yang finally woke up Liu Hong, because Chun Ri would catch cold when sleeping in the hall.When Liu Hong woke up, he was a little sober from the wine. He looked at Zhuang Yang who was sitting beside him. He had forgotten about hugging Zhuang Yang. He lay comfortably on the mat with his arms around Zhuang Yang's waist. Reluctantly said: "Just treat it as a bamboo shoot, it's nothing more than that." Liu Hong curled his mouth and whispered, "I dreamed that Erlang kissed me." Seeing that Zhuang Yang was silent, Liu Hong got up, stroked Zhuang Yang's face, He kissed Zhuang Yang in the past, but Zhuang Yang didn't look away this time.Liu Hong was ecstatic, and pressed Zhuang Yang under him in a kissing posture. He leaned forward and touched Zhuang Yang's neckline and armpits restlessly with his fingers, which was a movement to untie his clothes.Zhuang Yang struggled, he pulled Liu Hong's hand away, got up from the seat, he looked at Liu Hong, and Liu Hong also looked at him.Liu Hong said: "Sometimes I dream of Erlang and me..." Facing Zhuang Yang's horrified eyes, Liu Hong dared not say any more, he knew it shouldn't be said, so he lowered his head.

Zhuang Yang left the hall and walked up the stairs. His steps were steady. It was not until he reached the second floor that his shoulders trembled slightly and his heart fluctuated violently, so he had to stop and rest.

At this point in the night, it was only midnight, Liu Hong tossed and turned, unable to sleep anymore, he was dominated by a desire, the person he wanted to hug and love with, slept upstairs, within reach, yet out of reach.

Liu Hong didn't go to sleep until early in the morning, and it was rare for him to wake up late. He looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and heard the sound of the wheels by the well. He got up quickly and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Zhuang Yang was writing under the camellia tree. He brought a mat and a wooden table, and he was accompanied by a tapir and a dog.Liu's mother was carrying water by the well, and when she saw Liu Hong coming out, she said to him, "I've slept until the sun basked in my bum, why don't you bring these two buckets of water into the kitchen." Liu Hong went to carry water obediently, and started working diligently .Zhuang Yang couldn't help smiling when he saw that the way their mother and son got along was quite interesting.

Liu's mother didn't seem to think that her son would soon enjoy the glory and wealth, but should do nothing. This morning, Liu Hong was sent by Liu's mother to carry water, chop firewood and send a bowl of chicken soup to Zhuang Yang.

Zhuang Yang calculated and registered the rent tax of the tenants. After they left Zhuli, the land rent in Fengxiang would be collected by his uncle's family. Zhuang Yang needed to hand over an account.This account was written on a wooden tablet, and Zhuang Yang added a sentence at the end: In case of a disaster year, there is no need to collect it; if the rent cannot be paid due to military turmoil, two out of ten or no collection.

After writing this paragraph, Zhuang Yang put down his pen, only to see Liu Hong standing aside with a bowl of steaming food.Zhuang Yang tidied up the wooden slips and slips on the table to give Liu Hong a place to put the bowl.

"Thank you."

Zhuang Yang saw that the bowl of chicken soup was served, exuding a tempting aroma, and thanked Liu Hong.

Liu Hong put down the bowl, but did not leave immediately. He looked at Zhuang Yang, hesitant to speak.He felt guilty in his heart that he shouldn't have those dreams about Zhuang Yang, but he was tortured, especially in the days when he was about to leave.

"Ah Hong, you go to eat too. After eating, come to the pool, and I will teach you etiquette."

Zhuang Yang spoke as usual, with the same gentleness.

"Okay." Liu Hong agreed.

The etiquette that Liu Hong knows is just the perfunctory bowing and handcuffing of the countrymen, but the children of the aristocratic clan have learned the manners of standing and sitting, the etiquette of bowing and receiving people and things since childhood.Zhuang Yang also learned it when he was young. His father pinned many hopes on him and Zhuang Bing, hoping that they would enter official careers, so he paid a lot of money to ask old Confucianism to teach them.Although he did not embark on an official career in the end, it is a good thing to learn etiquette after all.

At noon, by the pool, a mat was moved and two wooden desks were placed, and Zhuang Yang taught Liu Hong how to sit in a squatting position.

"Put your hands on your knees, look straight at the body, and sit upright. This is Sutra sitting."

Zhuang Yang demonstrates, his posture is elegant, and Liu Hong studies carefully.

"When sitting, slightly look down at the venerable's knees to show respect. This is sitting together."

Zhuang Yang still demonstrated first, and Liu Hong learned quickly, but he was troubled: "Just sit and sit, and there is still a lot to spare."

Zhuang Yang said, "Just write it down. If you don't understand etiquette, you will be despised."

He didn't want Liu Hong to go to the Central Plains and be despised by the children of the aristocratic family.The two of them didn't have much time left to spend together, and he could teach Liu Hong as much as he could. It was a pity that this matter came too hastily, and they were not prepared before.

"Erlang, I don't want to go."

Liu Hongcai didn't care what those dignitaries thought of him, and he didn't want to leave Zhuang Yang in his heart.

"What's the reason, you don't want to go?"

Zhuang Yang knew what was good for Liu Hong, he had completely looked at it from Liu Hong's point of view, and he was always thinking of Liu Hong.

"Does Erlang not care about my leaving?"

Liu Hong felt painful and sad. Two days ago, he was thinking about going to Jinguan City with Erlang, thinking that he and Erlang would not be separated.

Zhuang Yang didn't know how to answer for a moment. He looked at Liu Hong and saw the pain in his eyes. Should he blame him, or should he teach him the truth in a serious way?

"I'm teaching you etiquette today, don't you care?"

Zhuang Yang whispered, he didn't want his conversation with Liu Hong to be heard by Liu's mother.

"Erlang, it's not that you care."

Liu Hong shook his head vigorously. He knew that Zhuang Yang knew exactly what he was asking, and he was so excited that he wanted to stand up and argue.

"Sit down!"

Zhuang Yang's tone was as strict as a gentleman's. As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Hong immediately sat upright, with his head lowered and his elbows relaxed, quite submissive.Seeing him like this, Zhuang Yang's heart softened again, and he was quite sad, but the matter had come to this point, and there was nothing he could do.

"Your posture is to sit lowly to show humility. If you see an honorable person, you should sit like this."

Zhuang Yang is still teaching. He hopes that Liu Hong can behave like a family member, because when Liu Hong leaves his side, Zhuang Yang doesn't know who else will teach Liu Hong these things.He will no longer be able to give Liu Hong any help.

"I learned."

Liu Hong nodded, he remembered what Zhuang Yang said.

"Stand up, like me, I will teach you to stand up."

Zhuang Yang was standing upright, with his head fixed, his eyes straight, his shoulders straight and his back straight. Liu Hong imitated his posture and also put on an upright posture.

Mother Liu came to visit, just in time to see this scene, and left happily.

This afternoon, Zhuang Yang taught these commonly used etiquettes together, and Liu Hong learned in a hurry. From Zhuang Yang's earnest eyes, he could know how much Zhuang Yang cared.

Don't let him down for his painstaking efforts, and don't let him down for his friendship.

After some "teaching" by Zhuang Yang, Liu Hong, who was neither sitting nor standing, finally behaved like an educated person, not a rude warrior.

Zhuang Yang sat upright and asked Liu Hong to salute him, not forgetting to correct Liu Hong's posture: "It's better to be fast than late, and the movements must be done in one go."

Liu Hong is calm and smooth, and he is very handsome this week.

Zhuang Yang sat upright and received Liu Hong's worship. Before Liu Hong got up, Zhuang Yang stepped forward to help him. Liu Hong took advantage of the situation to hug Zhuang Yang.

"Let go quickly."

Zhuang Yang was rarely in a hurry, it was broad daylight and he was outdoors.

Liu Hong's palm touched Zhuang Yang's face, his movements were very light, and then Liu Hong let go of Zhuang Yang and stood up.When he touched Zhuang Yang's face, he stared at Zhuang Yang's eyes obsessively.

The skin that had been rubbed was slightly hot. Zhuang Yang adjusted his clothes with his back turned to Liu Hong. At this time, the bamboo shoots swayed from the opposite side of the pool and came to Zhuang Yang's side, bleating.Zhuang Yang squatted down and touched the round face of the bamboo shoot. He loved the bamboo shoot very much, especially in these days when they were about to part.

When the dealer went to Jinguan City, he could bring omelettes, but he couldn’t bring bamboo shoots with big heads and large appetites. When he went to Jinguan City, there was no high mountain or deep forest for it to inhabit.

"Hey, go eat bamboo."

Zhuang Yang followed the hair of the bamboo shoots, and the bamboo shoots lay flat and felt comfortably.Suddenly, the bamboo shoot put up its bear paw and hugged Zhuang Yang's waist. It wanted to play and hug Zhuang Yang.Bamboo shoot's small eyes are shining brightly, it has a round face bigger than a washbasin, and smart black ears, it is obviously very happy, Zhuang Yang's breath makes him like it.But I didn't want its behavior to be stared at by Liu Hongda, and then the limbs of the bamboo shoot left Zhuang Yang. It was picked up by Liu Hong, with two fat and short hind legs hanging down, and Liu Hongti obediently slipped to the hillside to release the bear. .

As soon as the bamboo shoot fell to the ground, it was about to run back. Liu Hong held up his fingers and trained it: "Erlang said to go and eat the bamboo obediently, and you are not allowed to come here."

Zhuang Yang smiled, for some reason, he felt like two big tapirs vying for favor.

On this day, under the camellia and beside the pool, Zhuang Yang and Liu Hong accompanied each other. At Liu Hong's request, Zhuang Yang played the piano.In the afternoon, Zhuang Yang who plucked the strings, Liu Hong who listened quietly, and the mountain house, the dog tapir, constituted a scene that the two of them will miss in the future.

The days go by quickly, but the nights are hard to pass.

At night, Liu Hong would stay in Zhuang Yang's room, watching Zhuang Yang write down the titles and positions of officials on the bamboo slips for him, and explain the situation in the world to Liu Hong.Zhou Jing, who has been traveling for many years, told Zhuang Yang about the outside world, and Zhuang Yang told him everything.Liu Hong carefully wrote down the names of many people and places, and the corresponding forces.

"Erlang, if you are by my side, I don't need to remember these things."

Liu Hong rolled up the bamboo slips and put them in his arms.

"I need to be by my family's side."

Zhuang Yang has to take care of his family, which is also his duty.When he and Liu Hong met again, they might be between hostile forces.

"Erlang, I'm coming back to find you."

Liu Hong grabbed Zhuang Yang's hands and kissed the back of his fair hands.

"go to sleep."

Zhuang Yang withdrew his hand, got up and walked away. It was already late at night, and he knew what Liu Hong was thinking about him.

Looking at the figure with Zhuang Yang's back turned, Liu Hong understood the meaning of refusal. He felt that he was shameless, Erlang treated him so well, and he would often have desires when he saw Erlang, and fell into self-blame and torture.

Liu Hong went downstairs obediently. He was uncomfortably burned by the fire in his chest, and sat in the courtyard, blowing the night wind.Quince walked up to him, licked Liu Hong's hand, and Liu Hong patted his dog's head.

Liu Hong and Liu's mother agreed that they would not leave with the envoy tomorrow, and they would leave after Zhuang Yang was sent to Jinguan City.

When Zhuang Bing left, he entrusted Zhuang Yang to him. Even without Zhuang Bing's entrustment, Liu Hong would not have just left Zhuang Yang.

Taking out the bamboo slips in his arms, Liu Hong read them under the moonlight. He didn't know many characters, but he will understand them later.Rubbing the handwriting with his hands, every word represents Zhuang Yang's concern.

On the second day, when the envoy came, Liu Hong personally received him and told Liang Yu that he would wait for him at the west villa of Jinguan City in five days.Liang Yu had an intuition that it was strange that this son of Da Sima, who was living among the people, did not seem to be very happy to be found.