Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

The muscles at the corners of Su Cong's mouth tensed, and his eyes looked straight at Su Shang.

Su Shang didn't evade, but turned his head to look out the window, got up and closed the corridor curtains behind his back.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the road could be seen clearly, but the other party's face could not be seen clearly.

Su Shang was silent for a while, looking at the boy who was still sitting on the table with his hands in his pockets, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Su Shang trades his life for the new emperor Qingming, if the emperor..." Su Shang lowered his head, some traces appeared on the back of his fair neck, Su Cong looked at him, but felt more and more uncomfortable.

He stood up from the desk, walked straight in front of Su Shang, looked at the person kneeling on the ground, then bent his knees, and knelt down opposite Su Shang.

Su Shang dragged his knees and took two steps back, his back bent even more.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Su Cong's lips, and the arc gradually widened, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, "You must be like me now?"

Su Shang didn't answer.

"In the 34th year of my reign, I quelled the rebellion in the Northwest and settled the barbaric alien race. I returned the territory of the first emperor, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains..." Su Cong's words were extraordinarily loud in this empty classroom, "I promised You, do everything one by one, for fear that you will not recognize me when the underworld sees you again."

Su Cong stretched out one hand and made a move to pull Su Shang's sleeve. The moment he grabbed it, before Su Shang could break free, he held it tightly, and then he threw himself into Su Shang's arms, One hand tightly strangled Su Shang's waist, "Zi Shang, you really have the heart to abandon me."

Su Shang sighed in fear, and fell backwards when he was hit by Su Cong's movement. The back of his head was blocked by a hand, and he couldn't touch the ground, but it also made his heart feel like being touched by some small thing. It hurt a little, but And some indescribable itching.

"That day..."

"You wanted to die that day!" Su Cong's voice was deliberately lowered, and when it rang in Su Shang's ear, it inexplicably made him feel a little terrified, "The two swords all avoided the vital points. You got two swords in your upper body, but you didn't save yourself at all, I don't believe that with so many generals in the court, no one will come out to save you."

Su Shang pursed his lips, "I thought you didn't believe me anymore."

It would be better to die in exchange for the glimmer of hope that might appear.

As soon as this sentence was said, Su Shang seemed to have relieved a heavy burden in his heart, but immediately, he saw Su Cong and Ao Bie, who were similar to each other, appeared on the face of Su Cong and Ao Bie. With a cruel expression, "It's clear that you don't believe me!"

Su Cong's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry in the next second. For some reason, this appearance suddenly aroused the softest part of Su Shang's heart towards that seven-year-old boy, but just as he was about to say something, he was caught again. The sound of kicking the door from the door was interrupted.

"Fuck! Su Cong, you fucking..." Fang Li saw that Su Cong was pressing on Su Shang's body, he held Su Shang's hand tightly with one hand, and clasped Su Shang's neck tightly with the other hand, completely bewitched. As if restrained, he immediately threw the schoolbag, threw it on the ground, picked up a stool on one side and smashed it down.

Su Shang was startled, quickly wrapped his other hand around Su Cong's waist and led him to roll on the spot, flipped to the other side, the chair in Fang Li's hand hit the ground and immediately split into two halves, it can be seen that the force just now was weak. how big.

Fang Li was still angry after throwing a chair, probably because he didn't hit it, his anger swept over his body, and then he picked up the table in the first row...and didn't lift it up.

Fang Li: "..."

Su Shang stood up from the ground while protecting Su Cong, checked the uninjured parts of Su Cong, frowned and said to Fang Li who was still tirelessly trying to lift the table: "Don't bother, The tables in the first row are nailed to the floor."

Fang Li took a look at the state of the two people over there, there was something wrong, and it didn't look like they were fighting, especially Su Cong, who didn't seem to be easy to get along with at the moment, with a kind of...

Damn, he's actually pouting and feeling wronged!

Fang Li exploded immediately, ignoring the table he wanted to see how it was nailed to the ground just now, and the '噗噌噌' who declared his sovereignty walked up to Su Shang and grabbed his brother's hand, "What did you do!"

Su Shang's face was helpless, and Su Cong's expression was even more aggrieved. When facing Su Shang, he would probably always find a way to soften his heart the most.

Su Shang really stopped for a while, and said: "This is the partner of the company my father took me to during the weekend, Fang Li, we two still have something to talk about."

Fang Li looked at the two of them suspiciously, set his eyes on the hands they were still holding, raised his eyebrows immediately, then took two steps back, looked Su Cong up and down, it seemed that he had suddenly realized something In the same way, he patted Su Shang on the shoulder hard, picked up the schoolbag he threw away on the ground and patted it twice, pretending to be chic, "Sure, it's okay, you two go on, go on."

Su Shang: "..."

Su Cong: "..."

Fang Li didn't know what kind of wind it was. When he went out, he deliberately smiled twice, and closed the door very intimately - he also used a piece of toilet paper to clamp the door crack, so that the door would not be easily blown by the wind. blow off.

"Brother Zishang..." Su Cong moved his feet twice, grabbed Su Shang's hand and shook it.

Su Shang looked calm, and held Su Cong's wrist with his backhand, but inadvertently found that the button on his wrist was gone. At this moment, a long and protruding flesh mark under the shirt appeared on Su Cong's arm.

"What's going on?!" Su Shang himself is very familiar with this kind of scars. At this moment, there are two identical scars on his wrists, but the depth and length are nothing compared to the ones on Su Cong's wrists.

Su Cong turned his wrist indifferently, "I bit it myself when I was a child."

"Please explain clearly to me." Su Shang looked stern, pulled Su Cong's wrist forcefully, and grabbed his other hand at once.

The same scar once again caught Su Shang's eyes.

"I have taught you for ten years, just to let you..." Su Shang clenched his teeth.

"Then what do you want from me?" Su Cong's face was expressionless, but his eyes flickered to hide his grievance, "I have endured for 30 years, and I finally killed myself. I thought I was about to see you, but when I woke up, I found that I was born modern."

"You..." Su Shang was almost forced to lose his temper, looked at Su Cong in front of him, and sighed helplessly, "Ao Bie, you are not young anymore."

"Yeah." Su Cong moved his steps, leaning closer to Su Shang, "Brother Zishang, I am older than you now."

Su Cong took out his ID card from the wallet in his pocket, then pointed to it and said, "My physical age is seven days older than yours."

Su Shang: "..."

The sound of ringing the bell just rang, Su Shang frowned at the sound of the bell, and then said, "It's getting late, I'm going home."

Su Cong stood still, biting his lower lip and looking at Su Shang hesitantly.

Su Shang had a headache, took out his mobile phone and called Su Miao, and hung up after explaining twice.

Only then did Su Cong let go of his mouth, licked the moon-white mark on his lower lip, held Su Shang's hand affectionately, and said, "Ah Shang, come home with me."

"It's just a visit." Su Shang frowned, looking at a very low-key black car parked by the side of the road.

Su Cong took Su Shang's hand and walked to the back seat, then pressed the switch of the front glass, and then closed the car door, hugged Su Shang's arm and did not let go.

From time to time, Su Cong pinches Su Shang's fleshy but incredibly soft palm, and then pinches his fingers for comparison. The ten-minute journey used to be boring, but now But it always feels as fast as flying.

He hadn't touched enough, and he was home.

The corner of Su Cong's mouth was bent downward, and he stared dissatisfiedly at the two black-clothed bodyguards who came down from the front row. Seeing that the two subconsciously took a step back, he retracted his gaze, opened the door and got out of the car.

Then he held two schoolbags in one hand, insisted on holding Su Shang's hand in the other, and escorted him out of the car.

The two bodyguards at the back followed behind them step by step, keeping a distance of about three meters.

"Ah Shang, this is an old house. It's not as small as the imperial palace, but it's not too small according to modern times." Su Cong tried to reach out to hold Su Shang's hand, but Su Shang was concerned that someone would not let him bump into.

In the previous life, Aobie always liked to hold his hand when no one was around. It was fine when he was young. That child was seldom loved by his parents, but when he grew up, although he taught him a strict lesson, Aobie always taught him Showing a pitiful look, in the end he had no choice but to let it go.

So Su Shang planned to cultivate Ao Bie's independence early in this life, and the first step was to resolutely not let him continue to hold his hand all the time.

"Although you are not Jin Yuan now, you are still the emperor. I call you Cong in private, and call you by your name outside." Su Shang pulled out his hand, and said sternly to the young man with an aggrieved face, "In addition, one day as a teacher I will be a father for life, I will teach you for ten years, and you still have to respect me as your elder brother outside."

"But Ah Shang, I'm older than you now." The corners of Aobie's lips twitched slightly, and he took out his ID card as if emphasizing, pointing to the date on it, "In private, I'll call you Brother Zishang. Outside, you have to call me brother."

"This is simply absurd." Su Shang frowned. No matter how he looked at the other party's smug face at the moment, he wanted someone to beat him up, but Su Cong was no longer the kid in his previous life who could let him take off his pants and spank his ass. Will be willing to let myself teach him that again, so he can only continue to earnestly say, "The elders and the younger should not be messed up."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." Su Cong spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, "But if your parents ask about your age later, you still have to call me brother."

Su Shang: "...we'll talk about it later."