The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

He was going to go to the house where Wen Jue lived, but when he passed by the middle courtyard, he stopped when he saw someone in the courtyard.

Although the moon is not as round as Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, it is still very bright. Yin Hongyu almost recognized the identity of the sword dancer in the courtyard at a glance—it is Yin Wujiu, who has risen to the top in the past two years and even ate away at the Huguo A rookie in the political arena of many forces in the hands of the general.

It doesn't have to be encroachment, after all, based on the relationship between them, it is very likely that all of this is just the way that person paved the way for this kid.

The young man's movement is swift, as light as a swift, and the three-foot green peak in his hand is so fast that only a white light and shadow can be faintly seen, and the falling flowers in the sky are brought up in the ups and downs, like a god coming from the wind and the moon.

Yin Hongyu sat in the corner of the eaves, took a sip from the wine pot, and asked quietly: "Compared with him, what are your chances of winning?"

"Fifty percent." There were no extra figures on the eaves, but after a while, someone replied.

Listening to this voice, isn't it Mo Feixing who competed with Yin Hongyu earlier!

Yin Hongyu felt a little depressed when he thought of the experience of being defeated by his guards after a few tricks.

If this kid can draw with Mo Feixing, how can I be vulnerable in front of him!

While he was in a daze, Yin Hongyu suddenly saw a person coming out from under the tree. The tree was so tall and dense that he hadn't noticed it until now.

The man was wearing a black robe, although his face was covered by his long hair, and he was facing him sideways, but his tall figure was very recognizable, except for Wen Chongzhou, Yin Hongyu didn't think of anyone else.

This is not the first time Yin Hongyu has visited this house at night, but it is definitely the first time he has seen this man not wearing that cloak. Could it be that his face has...

Thinking of this, Yin Hongyu's heart suddenly became confused.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was impossible. How could such a severe injury be healed well?

He didn't believe it in his heart, but his eyes were stuck to the other person's body for a long time and could not be moved away.

Then, he saw the man squatting down slowly, picked up a branch from the ground, and stabbed at Yin Wujiu who was practicing his sword.

The young man seemed to be practicing very seriously. When the man attacked, he instinctively used his sword to block back. Then, a scene that surprised Yin Hongyu happened-the branch held by the man broke in two, and the long sword broke into pieces. The sword energy swept across his body, piercing the girdle at his waist and even the two layers of clothes, and the robe on his chest fell apart, revealing a large area of ​​skin inside.

The whole process took almost an instant, and there was not even the sound of the branch cloth breaking.

Yin Hongyu thought this was unbelievable. He had known that person for so many years, and he was very clear about the opponent's skills. Even a master like Mo Feixing could only be caught under his hands. How could he avoid that kid just now? Why not?

Yin Hongyu was even a little skeptical that he had identified the wrong person.

Yin Wujiu's retaliation was entirely out of a warrior's instinct, but he didn't want to almost cut down his master with his sword. After realizing it, he dropped the sword in his hand and hurried to Wen Jue's side.

Wen Xin panicked and quickly covered his clothes.

——Two years ago when he was injured in the General's Mansion, there was an obvious scar on his chest. Wen Jue was really afraid that Yin Wujiu would see it and think of something, but Yin Wujiu didn't know what he was thinking, he thought I hurt Wen Jue badly just now, and I became more anxious and worried, and almost started to tear Wen Jue's clothes, "Master, let me see!"

Wen Jue held Yin Wujiu's wrist and said, "I'm not hurt."

The more he said this, the more worried Yin Wujiu was, now he couldn't stop until he saw it with his own eyes.

Wen Jue suddenly took a step forward, leaning against the opponent's body, wrapped one hand around the young man's slender waist, and grabbed his hand with the other, and landed on his waist.

Then along his waist, from left to right, gently stroked it once.

The temperature coming from his hand and the textured touch made Yin Wujiu lose his ability to think in an instant, and his whole body fell into a blushing and heartbeating daze, and then he heard the man whispering in his ear. He said softly: "You just broke the belt of being a teacher, but how about this position, is there any injury?"

Yin Wujiu didn't say anything, it's not that he didn't want to say it, it's just that his mind has become muddy and he doesn't know what to say.

Wen Jue didn't wait for his answer, and asked again: "Do you want to touch it again?"

With a swipe, Yin Wujiu's face turned red like a shrimp's head.

He didn't dare to move in Wen Jue's arms, struggled for a while, and stammered: "No, no need!"

The master walked around his waist and abdomen with his hand just now, and there was no injury... No, no, he seemed to feel a little wet just now, it should be the blood from the skin cut by the sword energy.

Yin Wujiu's fingers resting on Wen Jue's abdomen lightly moved.

Wen Jue guessed the other party's thoughts from his little action, and said, "It's nothing, just scratching the surface."

It's true that it's just scratched the skin, but to Yin Wujiu, even the slightest injury to his master, he doesn't want to see it, let alone this injury is caused by himself.

He took a step back and wanted to lift Wen Jue's clothes again.

Wen Jue was almost impossible to guard against, and while hiding, he said: "Wu Yu, Master will not be able to bear it if you are like this!"

Yin Wujiu paused, raised his head slowly, and asked a little uneasy: "Master, are you angry?"

"No." In Wen Jue's tone, there was a bit of helplessness and insignificant regret, "But Master is a man after all, so you're testing me with your hands and feet like this?"

Wen Jue really regretted it a bit, he knew that Yin Wujiu was easy to be shy when facing him, so he did that on purpose just now, in order to let the other party "retire in spite of difficulties", but who knew that after groping, he actually picked up Yin Wujiu himself? set fire.

Yin Wujiu vaguely realized the meaning of Wen Jue's words, and immediately blushed and became bewildered, but even so, he still stubbornly wanted to see Wen Jue's injuries.

Obviously, in the young man's heart, he cared more about his master than anything else.

In the end, Wen Jue couldn't hold him back, so he had no choice but to cover his upper body quietly and show him his lower abdomen.

Yin Wujiu saw a thin streak of blood on his tightly muscled lower abdomen, quickly took out a veil from his body and wiped off the blood thinly for him, and then warned: "Master, please don't move around. , I'm going to get some medicine."

Wen Jue held his hand: "No need."

"Why not?"

Seeing his serious face, Wen Jue smiled and said, "Such a small injury will heal when you bring the medicine."

He said this to relieve Yin Wujiu's emotions, but who would have thought that the other party was a little annoyed by his indifferent attitude: "Do you really think you are a god? You have to take care of your body, this time I'm not good, in the future, don't get hurt again!"

The smile on Wen Jue's face froze for a moment.

Yin Wujiu noticed the change in his mood, and suddenly realized that his attitude was not good just now, he was a little at a loss for a while: "I, I..." I spent a long time without choking out a complete sentence.

Because even he himself couldn't figure out why he said those words just now.

The other party was his master, the one who raised him single-handedly, so it was really beyond the norm for him to blame him like that.

"No need to explain, I understand." Wen Jue took his words and said softly.

Yin Wujiu blinked habitually, as if asking the other party, what did you understand?

Wen Jue touched his face full of ignorance and doubts, and said, "You have deep love and serious responsibility, am I right?"

Yin Wujiu didn't know how many times he blushed this night.

The image of Master in his heart before was all elegant and dignified, but now, it seems to be a different person.

Such a master is simply too difficult for him to resist.

"I, I'm going to get the medicine!" Yin Wujiu said, then turned around and ran towards his own room as if fleeing.

Wen Jue looked at his receding back, and raised his hand to touch his heart.

It was so hot there, like a fire was lit; it seemed to be filled with warm water, so full that it was almost overflowing.

It turns out that there is someone you like, that's how it feels!

Beautiful and wonderful, it is fascinating.

Wen Jue originally wanted to follow Yin Wujiu to the house, but thought of his restless mind, it would be bad if he did something, so he returned to sit at the stone table under the tree.

When he turned around, the silver-white moonlight sprinkled softly on his face. At that moment, Yin Hongyu finally saw his appearance clearly, with long eyebrows reaching into his temples, eyes like deep pools, thin lips and straight nose, clear outline, handsome like a god down to earth.

When Yin Hongyu saw that face, he was a little dazed. After he realized it, he wondered if he was dazzled.

He blinked, rubbed vigorously again, and when he looked over again, the man had disappeared under the shade of the tree again.

At the risk of being discovered, Yin Hongyu changed from the original place to another angle where he could see the person under the tree.

But to his surprise, the other party didn't seem to notice his whereabouts.

The more Yin Hongyu saw clearly, the more shocked he felt.

As early as ten years ago at the palace banquet, Yin Hongyu had a relationship with Wen Chongzhou, who was still a young man, because the other party had been wearing a mask since then, and he had paid too much attention to him, so that even now they still don't know each other. Remember what the other person used to look like.The face in front of him was much deeper and more mature than that time, but he could still tell that it was the same face.

The facial features of this person are six to seven points similar to that of Wen Chongzhou when he was a teenager, but if he is Wen Chongzhou, Yin Hongyu has also seen the other person's injured appearance with his own eyes: "A face that is so burned that it is beyond recognition may be completely burnt." Recovery?"

"Mo Feixing?"

When Yin Hongyu called out his name, Mo Feixing realized that the other party was talking to him. He thought for a while and replied: "If the burn is serious, no matter how good the medical skills are, it is difficult to heal."

Hearing this, Yin Hongyu felt somewhat doubtful and shaken in his heart: "This person, isn't he?"

Mo Feixing only followed Yin Hongyu in the past few years, and he didn't know much about his affairs, so he simply said: "Although burns cannot be cured, my subordinates have heard that there are many skilled disguisers in this world. people."

Yin Hongyu thought for a while, then pointed at Wen Jue under the tree: "You mean his current appearance is disguised?"

Mo Feixing said: "Maybe this is his real appearance, and what was presented to the prince before is just an illusion."

Yin Hongyu was taken aback for a moment, and then said firmly: "This is impossible."

At the palace banquet that year, although he didn't see Wen Chongzhou's tragic situation after the fire, many people in the palace saw it. He didn't know who he was injured at that time, so could he make it easy for himself?

Mo Feixing was noncommittal, and only said softly: "It's up to man...be careful, my lord!" Suddenly, his complexion changed, and then he stretched out his arms to hug Yin Hongyu and moved to the side.

Yin Hongyu felt dizzy for a while, and then heard the person protecting her groan.

Something rolled to the ground and made a soft sound. The two followed the sound and found that it was a stone with prominent edges and corners, and it was stained with blood.

It was this thing that attacked Yin Hongyu just now.

Yin Hongyu stretched out his hand to pull off Mo Feixing's collar, and seeing a bloody gash on his back shoulder, his complexion suddenly became ugly.

Yin Wujiu put away his things, picked up the sword leaning against the table and chased after him.

His lightness kung fu was excellent, and he came in front of the two in the blink of an eye. Yin Hongyu and Mo Feixing didn't even have time to dodge before they were caught by him.

"Prince Ning!" Yin Wujiu was a little surprised.

Yin Hongyu unhurriedly straightened out the disheveled skirts on his body: "Master Yin."

Yin Wujiu said: "Why is the prince here?"

"Appreciate the moon." Yin Hongyu said nonsense.

"Here?" Yin Wujiu was speechless.

Yin Hongyu looked up at the sky, and picked up the jug leisurely: "I saw the moonlight here is very good, so I sat down, why, this house is yours?" After saying that, Yin Hongyu raised his wine glass, but Finding that the jug was empty at some point, he frowned slightly and shook his brow twice, then casually threw the exquisite silver jug ​​onto the tiles on the eaves of the wall.

This is simply nonsense, but Yin Wujiu is not easy to expose because of their identities.

"No fault, what happened?" Wen Jue's inquiring voice came from the courtyard.

Yin Hongyu hurriedly replied: "It's nothing, just a few passers-by."

Yin Hongyu was in a daze when he heard that clear voice.

This voice was exactly what Wen Chongzhou heard in that room when he got married that day.

The complex emotions in my heart suddenly seemed like a tsunami blown by a strong wind, surging and uncontrollable.

Regardless of appearance or voice, it was his disguise to confuse everyone. He not only deceived himself, but also deceived everyone.

Wen Chongzhou, what is the purpose of doing all this?

Yin Hongyu came out from the corner of the eaves, stood on the courtyard wall and looked down at the men in the courtyard.

He didn't say anything, but his appearance was enough to shock Wen Jue.

Yin Hongyu even clearly saw the change in the other party's expression.

"Why, you're surprised to see me?" When he said this, his tone was relaxed and somewhat provocative, but no one knew what kind of turbulent emotions he was suppressing in his heart.

Wen Jue was a little uncertain. He remembered that Yin Hongyu was drunk that day. It stands to reason that he didn't know his identity, but if he didn't know, why did he appear here today, and still use such a tone talk to yourself?

"Your Highness recognizes my master?" It was Yin Wujiu who spoke.

Yin Hongyu said: "Yes!"

Wen Jue suddenly raised his heart. He is very uncertain now, not sure what Yin Hongyu's situation is. If he didn't die drunk that day and said something now, then everything he has done in the past two years Isn't it all a waste of effort to remedy it?

"Mr. Wen's name has been spread all over the imperial capital early in the morning. It is not reasonable for me to hear about it." Yin Hongyu looked Wen Jue's eyes directly and said quietly.

Even though he said that, Wen Jue felt more and more that Yin Hongyu knew more than just these things.

So when Yin Hongyu asked him to buy himself a drink, he didn't refuse.

To do this, one is to stabilize the other party's emotions, and the other is to test him.

"Will the prince sit in the courtyard, or go to the living room?" Wen Jue asked.

Yin Hongyu thought for a while and said, "Go to your room."

Wen Jue's eyes darkened, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and said, "This way please."

He was almost certain now that Yin Hongyu was not completely drunk that day.Although I don't know why he didn't expose himself during these two years.

Yin Hongyu followed Wen Jue's guidance and walked towards Wen Jue's bedroom. Halfway through the walk, he stopped and looked back at Yin Wujiu who was standing there. provocative.

Yin Wujiu had no expression on his face, but in his heart, he couldn't help but care.

How can someone ask to sit in someone else's room when they meet for the first time? King Ning and Master should be old acquaintances, so what is their relationship?

Yin Wujiu didn't like the way this man looked at his master, that look made him feel uncomfortable.

He tightened his hold on the wound medicine in his hand, and stepped up to follow.

But when he reached the door, Wen Jue didn't let him follow in.

"Wu Jiu, Master said something to King Ning, you should go back to your room to rest, you should be tired after practicing sword for so long."

Yin Wujiu's expression froze for a moment, he could hardly bear to ask about the relationship between them, but he didn't know how to open his mouth, he hesitated for a while, he walked over and took Wen Jue's right hand, and took the piece he found from the house. The jar of ointment was placed in Wen Jue's palm.

"You wipe off the medicine first."

"Okay." Wen Jue replied almost obediently.

"Then I'll go back to my room." Yin Wujiu left this sentence, then bowed his hands politely to Yin Hongyu, and walked towards the main room beside him.

"No fault." After walking for a while, he suddenly heard a man calling from behind

Yin Wujiu paused and turned around: "What else is there for Master?"

Wen Jue said: "Master will come to find you later." Wen Jue said this, naturally he didn't want to sleep with Yin Wujiu or something, he was just telling the other party that he would not stay with this Prince Ning for long.

Yin Wujiu turned around, the tense expression on his face gradually relaxed a lot.

Even if the two had had some entanglements, but now that the master agreed to be with him, he should trust the master, so why are he still worried here?

"Why does the apprentice live in the master bedroom, and you, the master, sleep in the side room instead?" Yin Hongyu stepped into the room, and asked in a somewhat irrelevant way.

"I don't pay much attention to these things." Wen Jue said, picked up the torch and lit the candlestick in the house.

Yin Hongyu's eyes slowly swept across the room.

The room is very clean and tidy. There are green potted plants in the entrance, a set of white porcelain cups and cups on the central round table, pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the mahogany table next to the window. Behind the table, tall The tall bookshelves are filled with a wide variety of books, and in another space separated by the floor-length gauze, on the low table are the incense burner of Ruishou and a simple and exquisite guqin.

The area is neither big nor small, and every place reveals the decorator's intentions and the traces of the owner's life. Under the glow of the warm yellow candlelight, it gives people a different kind of warmth.

Yin Hongyu sniffed lightly, smelling the scent of sandalwood mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance.

The medicinal fragrance belonged to the Wen Chongzhou aura he was familiar with.

When Wen Jue lived in the General's Mansion, Yin Hongyu often went to bother Wen Jue, so naturally he also entered his bedroom. Such a decoration, but his mind, has never been placed in that mansion.

After Yin Hongyu sat down at the table, his eyes fell back on Wen Jue: "You really can let go. This handshake will last two years."

Wen Jue said: "You really weren't drunk that day."

"Yeah, I'm not drunk... I know everything about what happened that day." Yin Hongyu said, and the image of Wen Jue holding the fainted Yin Wujiu out of control appeared in his mind again unconsciously.

What happened that day was Wen Jue's nightmare, but it was also a thorn in Yin Hongyu's heart that could not be removed.

As long as he thinks that the man he loves is full of another person, his heart hurts so much that he can't help it.

The Wen Chongzhou in his impression was indifferent, indifferent, and gloomy, with a heart as if made of iron.

The author has something to say: I wrote [-], sent it out, and got [-] for me. Why is jj always like this, so annoying