For teacher, for father

Lu Buwei walked quickly, with unknown emotions surging in his heart, his expression was unkind, and even his palms were tightly clenched.

There is a strange anger welling up in his chest, and the man can't describe his current feelings. He has been an official with Ji Hao in the past few years, and he even led this young man into the chaotic and complicated officialdom by himself. Lu Buwei wants to see The most important thing is that the other party's rigid and calm face was replaced by other emotions, not the current ease.

Ji Hao is taciturn, rigid and traditional, puts etiquette first, follows rules, is full of pride, and has a stubborn personality—this is all Lu Buwei's impression of this young man seven years ago.

Time flies, but in just a few years, the people in his memory have changed so much that the man can't understand.

The chariot in the mansion outside the palace has been waiting for a long time, and the sun is shining everywhere. Accompanied by his attendants, Lu Buwei stepped into the chariot. The chariot was bumpy, just like his current erratic state of mind.

He will never forget what Ji Hao was like seven years ago when he just reached the weak crown...

The bigger the business in hand, the money for a man is just an affirmation of his hard work, he has never been stingy with spending a lot of money on things he likes - this thing may be precious jewelry, rare art A product, a beauty, or...a man with a good face.

And Ji Hao was one of these 'favorites'.

Back then, Ji Hao was impoverished and had no money, but he devoted himself to his disciples with full of enthusiasm and pride for the court and became a small disciple. Apart from writing some articles and opinions every day, the young man did not take the initiative to go to the court. The 'employer' who flattered him even looked down on Lu Buwei's businessman background.

Such an arrogant appearance must have inspired Lu Yuxiang's determination to be strong and competitive in the future. Therefore, during the days when Ji Hao was a guest of Lu's family, Lu Buwei opposed her everywhere and tried every means to make things difficult for Ji Hao. The seemingly frail scholar bowed his head.

It's just that Lu Buwei underestimated Ji Hao's stubbornness, and Ji Hao also underestimated Lu Buwei's wrist.

The two of them did not distinguish the relationship between master and servant in the open and in the dark. Instead, they made things difficult for each other. It was not until the young man finally solved his short-term food and clothing problem and planned to leave Lu's house... The man realized that there seemed to be something about him that was indifferent and stubborn. Scholars have changed.

In terms of looks, Ji Hao was determined not to stand out among the beauties of the Lu family, at most a mediocre one; essay writing... Lu Buwei didn't think this young literati had much talent, on the contrary, he had a stubborn temper; on character , Ji Hao has nothing to do with being gentle and easy-going.

But such a scholar can disregard his wealth and fight against himself everywhere, but he has to bow his head to the hardships of life and show a struggling and tenacious appearance - when Lu Buwei personally delivered food and bamboo slips for Ji Hao, When he wanted to make the other party recognize his identity and humiliate him, the young man stood alone in civilian clothes, biting his lips and staring at him, which he would never forget in his life.

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Such an expression deeply attracted this big businessman who had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child.

Money and the king's favor must be something that Ji Hao cannot get, but Ji Hao... is someone who Lu Buwei cannot get.

Therefore, he had the idea of ​​completely keeping the young man as his guest of honor. After the proposal was repeatedly rejected by Ji Hao, the man became a little impatient, and finally kicked him out of Lu Lu after the young man bumped into him one day. Home.

This was the last meeting between the two seven years ago, and it was also a shadow that Lu Buwei had kept in his heart all these years.

He pushed Ji Hao out of his life with his own hands, and cut off the only intersection between the two of them with his own hands - he could even imagine that with this stubborn attitude in life, it was absolutely impossible for him to have no money and relationships. It will not be loved by the king of any country, and it will be even more impossible to apply those scruffy academics to the country.

A frail scholar who has no special skills but can only speak academically... How can he stand in this war-torn world?

Starving to death, freezing to death, exposing corpses to the wilderness—these endings that make men cold are very likely to befall young people.

It is human nature that what is not available is always the most precious. This made Lu Buwei a little panicked. He couldn't accept that the man he once fell in love with had such a miserable ending. He couldn't get Ji Hao, so he habitually held it in his heart. Reserved a place for him, thinking about it from time to time.

So, Lu Buwei quietly searched for Ji Hao's whereabouts, and at the same time began to spend money to manage the road leading to officialdom and politics. One day... When he saw that young man again, the man hoped that he already had enough power and influence , allowing Ji Hao's knowledge to be recognized by a country.

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"Ji Hao..."

Leaning on the soft animal fur cushion, Lu Buwei wore a luxurious and embroidered official robe, called out the name in a low voice, and closed his tired eyes.

Memories made him confused, for this person whom he had cared about for seven years...even the man himself couldn't decide what kind of emotion it was.

For the sake of the world, for the country, for power and money, he can completely forget Ji Hao - but when these things are settled, the image of the young An Ran will quietly appear in his mind again and again.

Is this a kind of love, or a desire that becomes distorted and inflated because it cannot be obtained?

Lu Buwei clenched his palms. Ji Hao's performance in the court today made him flustered - the Tai Tuo with peach blossoms in his eyes, a smile on his lips, a black robe, leisurely and coquettish, standing peacefully in the court is not him at all The person in memory!He doesn't need his own special support at all, and he is more capable of doing something of his own.

But if he wasn't Ji Hao, who would it be?Where did the real Ji Hao go... Who is it that he wants?

One sharp question after another filled the man's chaotic mind, and such a huge amount of information instantly overwhelmed Lu Buwei, who couldn't breathe.

A cold morning wind crept in from the cracks in the carriage, blowing the man's turbid nerves and thoughts, bringing all doubts into one most critical question——

Who is he? ...

In the apse of the Dazheng Palace, the young emperor was quietly watching the memorials handed in by the officials after the morning court today, and the palace people on both sides were waiting carefully, lest there be any mistakes.

In the past few days, the news that the king is in a bad mood has been quickly transmitted from the Zhengyang Palace to the entire Xianyang Palace. Since Ji Hao and Qi Yi left the palace together, the level of Yingzheng's irritability has also risen by more than one level. Companion to the king is like a companion Hu, there are already too many palace people who have been shot innocently.

However, these news were never known to the emperor. To Ying Zheng, he had been extremely bored these past few days, everything was not going well, and he could not understand where this restlessness came from—until early this morning. , Guiguzi's words with deep meaning finally made the young man burst out: Daqin's fate has been changed, and the person who changed his fate is in danger——

What kind of relationship does this have with his husband if he can't figure it out?

On the surface, Ying Zheng looked at the memorial in his hands peacefully, but his mind was already sulking.This sentence is not good news. If he guessed correctly, this "person who changed his fate" probably represents Ji Hao. Leaving aside what kind of fate Mr. Chang changed for Daqin, first of all, the word "dangerous" Two words were enough to make him flustered a little.

The young man was full of concerns and worries and couldn't utter them in his heart. He could only watch his husband talk freely in the morning, with a frank and easy-going appearance, and secretly angry that the other party left the palace regardless of him. Colliding with anger and anger, until the end of the morning court, Ying Zheng finally ordered the palace servants to let Ji Hao stay.

Ever since Zheng Shuang appeared, he felt that things were gradually going wrong - not only did the husband gradually alienate him, but he also didn't pay as much attention and concern to him as before.

If the relationship between the two of them used to be like a teacher and student or a father and son friend, now they... are more like a pair of monarchs and virtuous ministers.The intimacy from it was gradually diminishing, which made Ying Zheng very dissatisfied.

Compared with this magnificent and extremely cold Xianyang Palace, the young man even misses the dilapidated thatched hut when the two were in Zhao Guo, a dirty mat, but the husband was willing to hug him to sleep, and was willing to play tricks on him. , talk about everything.

Now... Mr. is obviously avoiding him, why?

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What interrupted the emperor's thinking was the high-pitched announcement from the eunuch in charge. Ji Hao was already waiting outside the door, and finally Ying Zheng broke out of his bored thoughts.

"Your Majesty, Lord Ji has arrived, but let me come to see you?"

"Let him in, you go down first." Ying Zheng waved his hand, stood up from the low table full of memorials, and drove all the palace people out.

He would like to ask Mr. Zheng Shuang, why did Ji Hao change his attitude towards him so much?

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Until Ji Hao walked slowly into the room to salute, the young man narrowed his black eyes slightly, pursed his lips, but didn't speak, and stared at the respectful young man in the audience with a look of anger.

When will the master salute when he sees him?It all started when that woman appeared!

"Zheng'er, what's the matter?" He raised his eyes and secretly saw his student's sullen expression, Ji Hao blinked innocently, and finally stood up by himself: "But what's written in that memorial? place that is unclear?"

Although most of his ideas were listed in the memorial presented today, it is still a draft, and some places do need to be revised many times. The young man is focused on state affairs, and does not think about the relationship between the two at all.

"Sir, why do you want to avoid Zheng'er?" The young man got up and walked in front of Ji Hao, his body, which was already the same height as him, became more and more powerful with the passage of time.

"..."

Ji Hao was dumbfounded, this was his most troublesome problem - or rather, it was a problem he didn't want to face.

Ever since Zheng Shuang appeared, he understood that his students had grown up, and what Ying Zheng needed by his side were sages and able men, concubines who were respected by the mother, not just him.

His student is no longer that down-and-out little boy who can sleep in his arms. He has grown up and become the ruler of a country. He himself...is a subject of Yingzheng.

After the gratification and sense of accomplishment, what followed was full of sadness and loneliness.Even Ji Hao couldn't explain this awkwardness, let alone explain it to Ying Zheng.

Therefore, under such a premise, the young man chose to do business in the end, only talking about state affairs, not other things, and after finding out that he had committed suicide to Ying Zheng's appearance, he was even more determined that Ji Hao would leave Xianyang Palace Determination.

"Zheng'er, sir... didn't hide from you."

Ji Hao bowed his head, unable to answer, whispered this sentence, even he himself would not believe it... let alone look at Ying Zheng's expression.

"..." The young emperor squinted his eyes, fixed his gaze on the silent young man, and took a quick step forward, the distance between the two shrank to the shortest in an instant——

"Then sir, do you still remember the promise you made to the widow when you sent out to attack Wei five years ago?"

Ying Zheng changed his address to Ji Hao, from the usual "I" and "Zheng'er" to the king's self-proclaimed widow, and successfully made the other party raise his head uncomfortably.

"Of course I remember, I made a mistake in my judgment and didn't return to the King safely..." Even so, Ji Hao used formal honorifics, and even gave them a lot of courtesy, kneeling quietly in front of the young man's pitch-black dragon robe , with a calm face: "The minister broke his promise and let the king punish him, and he will have no complaints."

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In the next second, before Ji Hao could raise his head, the young man had already disregarded his emperor's body, bent down and gently reached out his hand to lift the young man's slender chin, and couldn't help leaning towards Ji Hao's cheek. A light kiss, forcing the other party to look at him domineeringly, with a low voice, and even Ying Zheng himself was a little confused when he blurted out: "Sir, you are not allowed to leave the palace, just stay with me here, for the rest of your life... I will not let you go!"