Rivers and Lakes Records

According to the previous process, the Famous Sword Conference has been completely concluded, and the Yang family has nothing else to do in the next days except for the voluntary arms trading.

Therefore, on the second day, many people began to leave one after another. Lu Mingtong's previous plan was to go back to Yinshu Pavilion to investigate Lu Qianhui, but Pei Lian's disappearance happened suddenly. Lu Mingtong hesitated again and again, still not sure whether to Walk.

When dining with Feng Ji, he was still absent-minded. Seeing that he was so entangled in this matter that he couldn't eat, Feng Ji put a chopstick of vegetables into his bowl and said, "Just follow your own wishes, Duan Brother, I have to go back to Bailing Valley first, I will accompany you first, and I will find him when you find the clue and need him to continue the treatment for you."

Lu Mingtong picked up the dishes in the bowl, and said: "I don't know what to do... Originally, I made up my mind to go back to Yinshu Pavilion as soon as the things here are over, but now I see Yang Tong like this, it's really disgusting." Can't let it go."

Feng Ji said: "Yang Tong is involved in everything now, it is reasonable for you to worry, but you have to think about it, he still has Master Yang, an old fox, by his side, and Yang Feng is taking care of him. If you stay, you will be able to treat the Yang family well." How much does it help?"

What he said was right, Lu Mingtong poked his lips and poked the bowl with his chopsticks, Feng Ji raised his eyebrows and said, "Eat well."

Lu Mingtong took two bites and put down his chopsticks: "I've thought about it, the situation here is complicated, even if I stay, I really can't help Yang Tong with anything. Besides, Master Yang is his biological father no matter what, and it's hard for an upright official to break up housework. What's more, I'm just a book writer, so don't check it!"

Feng Ji looked up at him, and caught a trace of depression from his words: "Then shall we go to Yinshu Pavilion next?"

Lu Mingtong tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "Well, go and find out about your own affairs first."

Then he answered in a low voice: "Let's check the Yang family's affairs again."

Feng Ji was not at all surprised by his immediate repentance, if he really gave up so easily, then he would not be the Lu Mingtong he knew.

He didn't speak, but Lu Mingtong explained a few words with a guilty conscience: "Ahem, although this is someone's housework, but to put it bluntly, when is there less housework in Fengyunlu? My father has always warned me to Respect the truth, don't be confused in Fengyunlu, what is the reason for this series of things, I must investigate it to the bottom!"

After listening to his passionate speech, Feng Ji nodded and said, "Okay, then when shall we set off?"

Lu Mingtong frowned and said: "Tomorrow, today is too hasty, I haven't said goodbye to Yang Tong yet. Even if we don't get involved in this mess for a while, I still have to comfort him."

So on the second day, Lu Mingtong and Yang Tong expressed their intention to leave.

He only said that there are still things at home. Yang Tong has been haggard these days, so he smiled at him and said: "I wanted to ask you to stay for another month. I will be the host and take you around the south of the Yangtze River." Playing around, now it seems that I am afraid that I am a little powerless."

Lu Mingtong was also sad when he heard that, he took his hand and said, "After you finish handling everything here, and my affairs over there, let's have a drink together."

As if recalling Lu Mingtong's embarrassment when he was drunk before, Yang Tong smiled and said: "Drinking is still free, there is no shortage of unrestrained and happy places in Jiangnan, I will show you all when the time comes."

"Okay, it's done."

The two chatted a few more words. Lu Mingtong was very reluctant to part with this new friend, but he also understood his own personality. The longer he stayed, the more uncomfortable it would be to leave. Not so heavy, he pulled Lu Bean Sprouts away.

Feng Ji had told Mr. Yang about leaving on his behalf, and now he was standing in front of the main gate of Yang's house waiting for him.Lu Mingtong walked over in two or three steps, and directed Dou Sprout to throw the remaining bundles on it.

Lu Douya got into the car and just opened the curtain to invite his young master to come in, but he waved his hand and wrote lightly: "You sit inside, I will ride with Feng Ji."

Lu Douya was stunned, because he left in a hurry, he didn't prepare a horse for Lu Mingtong: "Then, young master, wait for a while, I'll go to Yang's house and bring another horse..."

"No need." Lu Mingtong smiled and said, "We can ride together."

After saying that, he handed over to Feng Ji, Feng Ji pulled him lightly, and pulled him onto the horse, protecting him firmly in front of his chest.

Lu Bean Sprout: "..."

When did the relationship between the two of them get so close?

Lu Douya hesitated to speak, Lu Mingtong didn't pay attention to him, but just moved his body and adjusted to a comfortable position: "Let's go."

Feng Ji gave a light drink, the horse flicked its tail, let out a heavy breath from its nostrils and went forward.The coachman followed slowly in his car, and Lu Douya lowered the curtain, still feeling something was wrong in his heart.

In front, Feng Ji held the reins of the horse, with Lu Mingtong's back on his chest, he smiled lightly and said, "Aren't you shy now?"

Lu Mingtong spoke righteously, but his voice was a little lower: "There's nothing to be shy about, there aren't enough horses, and it's all for friends to share a ride together. The Yang family didn't have enough horses for the past two days, and it's too troublesome to get them back. Look at Wudang. Would it be shy to send the master to share a ride with his second brother?"

Feng Ji said: "The complexion of the master of Wudang sect is too dark, maybe he blushed, but I didn't see it."

Lu Mingtong smiled and said: "You dare to say that, but be careful that I will inform you and stir up disputes between your Demon Cult and Wudang Sect."

"Blue face, disaster water, probably refers to this." Feng Ji sighed helplessly. As Lu Mingtong's breath approached, he turned his face slightly to the side, looking at Feng Ji's face that suddenly bent down, and couldn't restrain his expression. hot.

His face was shining under the winter light, Feng Ji could even look down on the tiny fluff on it, so he said with satisfaction: "Although I can't see Master Wudang clearly, I know Fengyun Shi's shy appearance very well."

The heat on Lu Mingtong's face became even hotter, he slightly pushed back with his elbow, and said with a clear cough: "Ahem, keep your distance, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and please pay attention to your words and deeds, Master."

Feng Ji let out a muffled laugh: "Then please Master Feng Yunshi pay attention to your movements, you are too close to me."

Lu Mingtong stared back at him annoyedly: "Otherwise, what should I do? If I go any further, I'll fall!"

After he finished speaking, he actually tried to move forward and change his sitting posture. The horse under him felt his movement, and immediately flicked its tail anxiously.Feng Ji quickly stopped his movements, surrendered and said: "Forget it, don't talk about it, be careful that you really fall."

Lu Mingtong was finally willing to sit still, and the two left the city facing the curious eyes of passers-by.At night, he settled down in a restaurant. At the beginning, Lu Mingtong wanted to take this opportunity to ride a horse with Feng Ji to get closer and closer, but later he tasted the bitterness. Yes, at the end of the day, his buttocks and waist were about to lose feeling.

Before he had time to eat, Lu Mingtong threw himself on the bed first, tears welling up in his eyes as he faced the warm and soft bedding.He said to Feng Ji who followed: "Tomorrow I'm going back to the carriage, I think you don't want to ride anymore, take the carriage with me."

Feng Ji frowned and stretched out his hands to his waist and hips: "Your carriage is only so big, three people can sit in it, and the wall of the carriage can be opened."

Lu Mingtong snorted and said, "Next time, I'll buy a bigger one, the one that can carry a bunch of people." He looked back at Feng Ji, and said, "Then if you don't sit in, don't you feel uncomfortable riding a horse?"

Feng Ji said lightly: "I've already gotten used to it."

"Can I get used to this?" Lu Mingtong complained, "That saddle is so bad, it's as hard as a rock, I feel like my flesh is going to be hardened by it..." As he was talking, he suddenly turned his head and smiled badly. : "Hey, since you can get used to it, isn't your butt already hardened... Oops!"

Feng Ji calmly withdrew his troublesome hand, looked at his trembling shoulder, recalled the feeling of his hand just now, and couldn't help pinching that elastic buttock lightly: "Sorry, my hand is slippery."

How can anyone swipe twice!Lu Mingtong buried his face in the bed angrily, he did it on purpose!Forget it, for the sake of counting on him to rub it for him, adults don't remember villains.

At this time, there was a slap at the door, and the two people in the room turned their heads together, and saw Lu Douya standing at the door holding two buns, with a look of seeing a ghost.

As if remembering something, Lu Mingtong turned his head slowly, inspected the postures of him and Feng Ji, and then slowly glanced at Lu Douya's shocked eyes, before bewilderedly recalling a very important thing .

It seems that I have been forgetting to tell him about the things between myself and Feng Ji.

Lu Douya came to ask Lu Mingtong to go down for dinner, but who would have imagined that when he opened the door, he would see his young master getting along with another man in such an ambiguous manner?

And, where did he put his hands!

The steamed stuffed bun in his mouth fell to the ground, and Lu Douya's first reaction was to close the door silently, in case people passing by accidentally saw this terrible scene.

Lu Mingtong: "..."

Feng Ji looked indifferent, but considering that it would be indecent to continue in front of Lu Bean Sprouts, he silently withdrew his hand.

Lu Mingtong lay on the bed, looked up at Lu Douya, and said softly, "Well, I know what you want to ask... It's a long story, but I can explain it."

Lu Douya pressed the latch with both hands, and nodded blankly.

Lu Mingtong glanced at the half-stained bun on the ground, endured the constant protests from his stomach, and told about the things between him and Feng Ji.

Lu Douya couldn't accept it for a while: "But, but didn't he love Xiao Daxia all the time before, why did he suddenly change his mind?"

Afraid of getting Xiao Lang into trouble, Lu Mingtong deliberately concealed the fact that he and Feng Ji are blood brothers when he confessed. He was stunned when he heard this, bit his lip and began to think about how to get over it.

On the contrary, Feng Ji was honest and said bluntly: "That's because I never liked Xiao Lang, it was just a misunderstanding all along."

Lu Mingtong was taken aback, feeling that Lu Douya would face the greatest upheaval in his life next.

Sure enough, when he took off the mask, Lu Douya rolled his eyes and fell straight down.