Royal road

Liang Rong was rarely restless.Today is the day when his father returned from Luoyang, but he couldn't see his father immediately.The officials of the county government came out to greet and congratulate the prefect on his promotion to governor. As an only son, he was not good at disturbing his father's official business.But sitting in the back house makes people anxious and uneasy.My father was not recovering from his illness, so he rushed to Beijing, not knowing how he was doing?And as the governor, is he going to Jinyang, can he follow?

Feeling like a cat scratching in his heart, Liang Rong finally got the news that his father had returned to the back house to rest, and immediately got up and went to see him.

"Father!" With more than ten steps to go, Liang Rong couldn't control his red eyes, and he ran all the way to Liang Feng.Father really lost weight!His complexion is not good either!Are you tired?

Holding back his sobs, Liang Rong said: "Father is exhausted from the journey, and the child is not able to serve him, it is really unfilial."

Looking at his son's bright red eyes and his little appearance of trying to maintain his manners, Liang Feng smiled and stroked his head: "Rong'er studies hard at home and doesn't let Father worry about it. How could he be unfilial? Be good, ah Father is hungry, how about eating with father?"

"En!" Liang Rong sucked in his nasal voice, and carefully grabbed Liang Feng's hand, as if to help him, and led the people into the hall.

With such a caring baby by your side, what else is there to worry about?Liang Feng smiled and followed the other party into the hall.

After sitting down during the banquet, the maid served a warm cloth towel and asked the father and son to clean their hands and wipe their faces.Then the prepared meals were served.It was time for feeding, and it was time to eat, but Liang Feng still didn't have much appetite, so he just drank some of the miscellaneous bean porridge, ate some side dishes, and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

But when he looked up, he saw a pair of dark eyes staring at him.Liang Rong said pitifully: "Father, you don't eat as much as Rong'er..."

Uh, looking at the ones on his own table, and then at his son's table, Liang Feng coughed: "Father, I'll use a bowl of goat's milk again."

In addition to the symptoms of addiction, heavy metal poisoning still needs to be worried, and it is not bad to eat more protein meals.Under Liang Rong's supervision, Liang Feng drank another small bowl of goat's milk before letting out a sigh of relief.

After eating, he rinsed his mouth with water, Liang Feng said with a smile: "Rong'er seems to be taller again, stay at home these days, have you practiced the art of archery and piano?"

He doesn't worry about his studies. Liang Rong's self-awareness is already high, and with the teacher's careful teaching, he will definitely not be lazy, so it's better to ask others.In this day and age, there are no such things as certificates for grade examinations. Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and even riding and shooting are all ways to cultivate one's sentiments and improve one's self-cultivation. For Liang Rong, it is already regarded as entertainment.

Liang Rong nodded, rarely did not answer directly, but hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is Father going to Jinyang to take up his post?"

It seems that the little guy has also heard about his promotion to governor.Liang Feng said: "That's true. In two days, I will leave for my father and rush to Jinyang."

"Can Rong'er go together?" Liang Rong asked anxiously, even leaning forward a little.

Hearing this, Liang Feng frowned.Entering Jinyang this time is not an easy task.After all, it was a city that had been besieged for a year, and with the wolves, tigers and leopards around, it was uncertain whether it would be safe.He can garrison the isolated city, but letting Rong'er be in such a dangerous place, he really can't feel at ease.

But the little guy in front of him looked eager, and he couldn't wait to hang it on his waist.Just saying it like that would make him sad.

Just thinking about it for a while, Liang Feng made his face serious: "I don't know how much time it will take to go to Jinyang for my father this time. Rong'er must stay in Shangdang and guard the home for my father."

There was solemnity in his tone.Liang Rong froze for a moment, and immediately pursed his small mouth.He can't go to Jinyang with his father, but this is the first time that his father has asked him so solemnly.The little darling was almost pulled into a ball. Liang Rong opened his mouth a few times before answering in a low voice: "Father, is it still dangerous to go to Jinyang?"

Liang Feng didn't want to hide this point: "Jinyang has been besieged for a year, and it is the Bingzhou government. It is naturally dangerous. But the emperor's life is in hand, and my father must go to sit in the town to deal with the rebellious Huns and save the country. The state is stable. There will be hardships and dangers, and hardships may not be less. I really don't have the energy to take care of the mansion. Rong'er will be the general manager next year, and I have learned a lot of poetry and books, so I can share my father's worries."

This responsibility, in Liang Feng's view, was too heavy, but Liang Rong's eyes that were always flushed with redness held the tears tightly.After a long time, he nodded vigorously: "Father, don't worry, Rong'er will take care of the house and not let Father worry."

Seeing the little guy's appearance, Liang Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and held his son sideways in his arms: "Usually you stay in Lucheng and study hard. If anything happens to the mansion, write a letter to Jinyang as soon as possible." But, I will let Zhao Yu arrange everything properly, and you will go back to live in your residence when the school is on vacation. And your Mr. Cui will also stay in Shangdang, if you have anything, just ask him more."

This is actually not a perfunctory deception.There are only his father and son in the Liang family, if they both leave Shangdang, it will inevitably make the servants feel uneasy about losing their backbone.But Liang Rong stayed, it was different.This is his only son and the future owner of the Liang Mansion.As long as Liang Rong is around, the people below will not relax.And the little guy staying in the rear of Shangdang made him feel more at ease.

It's just that the child is only eight years old, and it is really heartbreaking to be separated from him.

Clutching his father's robe tightly, Liang Rong buried his little head in the bosom that exuded the fragrance of medicine.That body was much thinner and a little skinny.But Father still supported a prefecture, a county and even a state, and protected himself and more people under his wings.He has reached the age of the chief, and he can no longer cause trouble for his father just for himself as he did when he was young.

It's just that she kept holding on to her tears, and finally couldn't help but slipped out of her eye sockets, and wet a small piece of her clothes.

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Yiyan did not stay in the prefect's mansion for long.After Jian Jian explained the matter of Qi County to Duan Qin, he left the government office.Like other civil servants and military generals, Yiyan now has his own mansion in Lucheng, but the layout is too simple, not to mention maids and singers, even the servants who serve are pitifully small.On the contrary, there are soldiers in and out, and there are orders to prohibit them.It was almost like moving another barracks into the city.

When he got home, he dealt with some remaining official duties first, then got up and performed the daily necessary exercises.A set of knife skills, a set of marksmanship, as well as leapfrog, push-ups, pull-ups and other techniques learned from the master.The summer heat in July has not yet dissipated, even wearing thin clothes, sweat is like running water.But Yiyan didn't say a word, just silently completed each movement according to the standard, the muscles all over his body were like taut bowstrings, full of strength and hidden murderous intent.

After all the training was completed, the sky had already darkened.After fetching water to take a bath, he casually put on a single shirt and went to the study.The food has been served, as always, there is meat and cakes, and it is not much different from the meals in the army.After eating, he fetched the military book, read and memorized it, and started to learn.

If someone said that the Captain of the Shangdang and the head of the Liang Mansion spent their leisure like this every day, some people would definitely not believe it.Not to mention a man from a family like Linghu Kuang, even a soldier like Wu Ling, when there is no war, he still has to eat, drink, have fun, and relax.People like them who lick blood at the edge of their swords are often more unrestrained than others when they go to the battlefield.Just because no one knows what precariousness is better than them.Just a cold arrow can kill one's own life.In exchange for official rewards, what else can you do if you don't use them for eating, drinking and having fun?

However, Yiyan has never been like this.It has only been three short years since I learned to read.In his study, there are too many military books and history books that he has not read.The lord told him to read the contents of these books by heart.If these things can make more people under his command survive, he is willing to read a few more books.

The tip of the pen rustled and landed on the yellowish hemp paper.The handwriting somewhat resembles Liang Feng's handwriting.But not as free and easy as the other party, but a bit more sharp, with silver hooks and iron paintings, it seems to be able to penetrate wood.

After reading with a candle for half an hour, Yiyan put down his pen and rubbed his eyes.This is also taught by the Lord. You should not read for too long, and you should not put it all in the evening, so as not to hurt your eyes.He feeds on his eyes. If his eyesight is poor, how can he steer a bow and a horse?

If they were still by the lord's side today, they would probably play a few games of chess next, or take out the piano, and play and listen to each other.He even talked about the art of war, talked about ancient events, and deduced those famous battles that went down in history in front of the sand table.Or do nothing, just burn incense and drink tea, and steal half a day's leisure.

The muscular hand hangs down.Yiyan opened his gray-blue eyes and looked to the side.The room was lonely.

How long has he not been by that person's side naturally?

The night wind blew the window edge, making a soft whistling sound.Yiyan got up, went to the other side of the study, took out the chisel from the wooden box, and continued the unfinished work.What he carved was a jade plaque.Jade is the best suet white, which cost him a lot of salary.Every pattern on it was carved by him himself.

His father was a well-known Buddha carver in the village.He also learned some trades.Just not superb.Flowers and plants first, then animals, and then ghosts and gods, and gods and Buddhas can only be placed when the skills are completed.This is the rule handed down by the ancestors.

His craftsmanship is not exquisite, but at this moment, he carved a Buddha.The folds of the clothes are fluttering, and the eyebrows and eyes are stretched. Apart from being dignified, it is a little more graceful and soft.Just like the person in the dream, falling on the white jade.

This is the god and Buddha in his heart, and it is also the only way to suppress those restlessness and uneasiness.It seems that as long as you concentrate and calm down, you can get closer to what you want.Maybe one day, a lifelike Buddha statue can be hung on that person's neck.

With a ding, gold and jade collide.Yiyan seemed to have forgotten all his troubles, quietly sculpting and worshiping this little Jade Buddha.

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The next day, Liang Feng woke up and threw himself into the busy work.After all, he has been away from Shangdang for such a long time, and his departure is imminent, and there are still many things waiting for him to decide.However, from morning till night, when he was finally able to sit in the study and catch his breath, Liang Feng became irritable again.

It is not his habit to put things there and pretend to ignore them.In a few days, I will take up my post, and I can't delay it any longer.

"Captain Huan Yi, come to see me." In the end, Liang Feng still ordered to the mouth.It's time to clear up this mess again.

However, when the order was passed down, people came a little slowly.After drinking two cups of tea and approving a lot of documents, the sound of footsteps outside the door came late.Liang Feng couldn't help but put down the pen in his hand, and sat upright.After a while, the door was pushed open, and the tall figure walked into the study.

The visitor had sweat on his forehead and dirt on his body, obviously he had come all the way.Liang Feng realized later that he might have gone to the horse camp outside the city.But people called over, and it was useless to say these things.Clearing his throat, Liang Feng said to the maid beside him, "Cang Lan, order everyone to retreat."

Cang Lan saluted silently as usual, then exited the door.Yiyan frowned slightly on his handsome eyebrows, and slowly knelt down in front of Liang Feng.He has encountered such a situation once.The lord took the initiative to summon him, and then turned away from the left and right. It is actually not difficult to guess what to ask him for.

Looking at Yiyan's extremely stubborn and determined eyes, Liang Feng sighed softly: "Boyuan, in two days' time, you will be going north to Jinyang. Your mission is really heavy when you go this time. Together with the Jinyang people to fight against the Xiongnu, we may even have to deal with General Ningbei sent by the imperial court..."

Liang Feng paused for a moment before continuing: "...It is a matter of the survival of the Bingzhou, so it should not be treated lightly."

"The general will know." Yiyan replied in a deep voice.

His expression was so calm that Liang Feng couldn't help frowning: "Since that's the case, it's better to stop your... random thoughts..."

On the word "random thoughts", Liang Feng's voice couldn't help but soften a bit, but before he finished speaking, Yiyan cut off the conversation: "My lord, you can rest assured. The final general never delays business because of selfishness. This point, the general will still understand."

Hearing this, Liang Feng was also a little speechless.Because for such a long time, he really never noticed that Yiyan had other thoughts in his heart.Even if he suddenly became colder and alienated, he concealed his emotions very well.Not to mention delaying the business, even the self who gets along day and night has never noticed it.

How the hell did he not notice? !

However, this is not the time to say it now.Liang Feng's expression became more serious: "Have you ever thought about it, I don't like men?"

Yiyan's body trembled slightly: "My lord killed Yan Ji that lunatic in front of me, I know it myself."

Not to mention, Liang Feng himself forgot.Yes, it was in the Shangdang prefect's mansion that he killed the prefect Yan who was courting him, and took this position.And that day, Yiyan was present.

Wait, was it then that Yiyan became aware of this abnormal relationship?

The headache was even worse than expected, Liang Feng paused and said: "Since this is the case, wouldn't it be better to take a step back? I regard you as a disciple and a confidant, so it would be a pity to ruin these?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Liang Feng regretted it.Because it was not Yiyan who ruined these things, but himself.If the poison hadn't caused his sanity to be disturbed that day, Yiyan might be able to bury these thoughts for the rest of his life, and he wouldn't have crossed the threshold.It's a pity that something wrong happened, which made everything in vain.

There was a flash of pain in his eyes, Yiyan lowered his head, and fell in front of Liang Feng: "I can fool the lord, but I can't fool myself. The lord hates me and humiliates me, but I can't leave the lord."

His voice is not loud, but every word has a heavy weight.The fur on Liang Feng's back stood up in shock: "If I do this, I will definitely stay away from you?!"

Yiyan raised his head abruptly, a pair of fiery eyes were fiercely imprinted on Liang Feng's body: "I will let the lord, you can't abandon me!"

That look was aggressive.In future generations, if a girl encounters such a suitor, she might feel fear directly.To treat people as perverts, the farther you can escape, the better.But Liang Feng is not a girl.He has talked about "love" countless times, and is deeply familiar with all routines and tricks, but he has never used such words and attitudes to initiate a pursuit.This is no longer like a gentle show of love, but like hunting and fighting, endless death!

However, when he realized this, his heart beat a little faster. "Fight or flight" is an inevitable human nature, and Liang Feng never chose "flight".

Shensi just flickered, Liang Feng immediately stabilized himself.The clenched fist became tighter and tighter: "What is it that makes you obsessed? Because of this face? What if I find you a more handsome man?"

Yiyan's expression seemed to twitch, he didn't know if it was pain or pain.His lips also trembled twice, before he made a sound: "There will be no one, it seems that the lord has treated me like this."

Yes, there will no longer be such a person.See him as a real man, not some rough and ugly barbarian.From the first time we met, that person's attitude has never changed.Not because of his appearance, not because of his identity.So precious and important.

Yiyan didn't know when he fell in love with the person in front of him, maybe the moment his eyes met, he was doomed to perish for the rest of his life.

Liang Feng was dumbfounded.It is even harder to persuade a person who loves deeply not to love than to persuade a person who wants to die not to die.Because love is the most obsessed thing in the world after all, it can make people live or die.

However, Yiyan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but knelt down deeply on the ground again: "My lord, don't worry. The last general has his own measure."

what measure?Looking at the back that would only be broken for himself, Liang Feng even felt a little sympathetic in his heart.To Yiyan, this is really not fair.But as a player in the game, what can he do?

The person in front of him didn't answer for a long time, and Yiyan didn't say anything more.Slowly stood up, as when coming, backed out.

When the figure completely disappeared, Liang Feng exhaled the breath he was holding in his chest.He has seen same-sex love, and even had a life-and-death partner who loved him when he was a child.They are also like lovers in the world, their love is sincere and timeless, and they have not been separated for more than ten years.Liang Feng does not discriminate against this kind of love.It's just that these affectionate feelings—regardless of gender—are never in Liang Feng's life plan.

He may be envious, he may sigh, but he doesn't want to touch it.Just because he knows that he is not the kind of person who can put his heart into it.

until today.

A slight trembling popped out again, like the eve of an addiction outbreak.Liang Feng pressed his knee hard, and also suppressed the thing that came from deep inside his body.It has already become like this, and there is no need for other things to add to the chaos.Since Yiyan said he could restrain himself, let's follow another method.At any time, time is the best and only antidote.

As long as they are given some more time to ease all this, it is enough.

A little tired, Liang Feng slowly closed his eyes.