On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that when Du Lingchun invited him to a banquet, there would be a lot of guests, but in fact, it seemed that he was the only one invited.

There are veils hanging around the pavilion in the center of the lake, and the inside looks hazy from a distance.A full moon is reflected in the water, the shadows are sparse and slanting, and the fragrance is floating.Du Lingchun sat inside.

Gongsun Zhuoyu muttered to himself when he saw this, he walked over to salute, then knelt and sat opposite Du Lingchun, looked around, and found that there seemed to be only the two of them besides the maidservant and guard: "Did the company invite anyone else?" ?”

"Who are they referring to?" Du Lingchun poured him a glass of wine himself, and asked with a half-smile, "Su Daofu?"

From Du Lingchun's point of view, only Gongsun Zhuoyu in Jiangzhou City is worth his efforts to win over, and others are not worth seeing.

Gongsun Zhuoyu took the wine glass and heard his dislike for Su Daofu in his words, so he didn't mention it again, just smiled: "Thank you, sir."

The man's clothes are always rich and purple, but today he rarely wears a white shirt, and his long black hair is tied up with a jade hairpin.Below the inconspicuous Adam's apple, a little cinnabar mole is quite eye-catching.

Du Lingchun is not a kind person, whether it is in the court or in the world, it is said so.

So Gongsun Zhuoyu became more and more curious about why he helped her in the last life, was it because he was a relative?He wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask, so he could only insinuate and talk nonsense: "When the next official sees the lord, he feels kind in his heart. He vaguely remembers that there was a distant relative who was also surnamed Du. Maybe he was a relative a hundred years ago."

Du Lingchun drank a glass of wine and looked up at him: "Who told you that my company's surname is Du?"

Most of the slaves who entered the palace to serve were from poor families, and what's more, they didn't even have parents. They were wild children who grew up in the beggar's den.The Du brothers and sisters were often criticized by the courtiers because of their humble backgrounds.

Du Lingchun shook the wine glass, and the finely carved embossed patterns on it flowed brilliantly: "My sister chose this surname."

elder sister?That is the noble concubine Du Qiuwan.

When they entered the palace at the beginning of their childhood, they didn't even have a surname. When the eunuch in charge asked, Du Qiuwan randomly chose the word "Du" as their surname.Naturally, it is impossible to be related to Gongsun Zhuoyu.

After Du Lingchun said, as if remembering something from the past, he shook his sleeves and robe: "Things are different, and this Jiangzhou is not what it used to be."

Gongsun Zhuoyu heard some overtones: "Since the company has been here before?"

Mostly being alone late at night is always easy for people to let go of their guards.Du Lingchun propped his chin, and hummed without emotion: "I came here once more than [-] years ago."

But at that time, he was not as good as he is now.At that time, there were wars and famines. He and Du Qiuwan were just two little beggars who couldn't eat enough. They passed by Jiangzhou when they were begging all the way to Beijing.

Although it had happened many years ago, the feeling of hunger was firmly entrenched in my heart like a gangrene.What's more, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, people feel cold all over the body. In addition to stones, there are corpses buried in the white snow.

Du Lingchun and Du Qiuwan were dressed in rags, it was snowing heavily, and they were not fully clothed.They were young and weak, unable to compete with other beggars for food, so they could only starve. Fortunately, there was a kind lady who gave porridge at the door of the house to help the poor.

"Brother, eat quickly!"

Du Qiuwan brought over a bowl of hot porridge and fed it to Du Lingchun.On a cold and windy day, he didn't know what it tasted, but he felt it was scorching hot, burning all the way to his stomach.The two huddled in the corner, you took a sip, I took a sip, and quickly finished the bowl of porridge.

There was a family behind them, the door suddenly opened with a creak, and a 30-year-old elegant gentleman walked out from inside.He was holding a young man in his arms, wrapped tightly and cleanly, completely different from those dirty refugees outside.

Seeing them, the congee's wife stepped forward and said, "Why did my husband come out? You haven't recovered from the cold, so go in quickly."

"No problem," Master Ru Ya put the young master in his arms on the ground, looked at the whiteness in front of him and sighed, "This year's snow fell so heavily..."

The little boy ran out cheerfully. Although he was smart, he looked careless: "Snowing is really fun."

Master Ru Ya picked him up again, and walked two steps down the stone steps, surrounded by smelly beggars and refugees, there were even two half-sized children huddled in the corner, with disheveled hair, sharing a bowl of gruel.

As humble as you want, as humble as you can be, as low as the dust.

Master Ruya bowed his head and said to the young master: "Zhuoyu, you must study hard in the future and be a good official. Don't let these people have no food and clothing, no shelter from the wind and rain."

Although the young master is young, he is very mature, nodded and said: "I know."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel sorry for the two little beggars, so he got down from his father's arms, went to get two steamed buns and handed them to them.It was steaming hot, and it was inexplicably hot in my hand.

Du Lingchun was so hungry that he ate voraciously.The little boy stood not far away and looked at them, before turning around and leaving after a while.

Occasionally, some common people came to thank them for their porridge, knelt on the ground, and called the elegant master "Master Gongsun".

Jiangzhou is a good place, and the surname Gongsun is rare.It's a pity that later that Lord Gongsun passed away early, and the young master also forgot what he said and the oath he promised when he was young.

After all, it’s all reincarnation of cause and effect...

Thoughts slowly gathered, they were still in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.The wind is blowing in the water hall, the veils are light, and the table is full of delicacies. It is not the old season of heavy snow and winter in Jiangzhou.

Du Lingchun recalled the past in a cold manner, his mood was surging, and he drank too much wine without knowing it.He frowned tightly, feeling that those poor days in the past were buried in his heart like a dark thorn, embarrassing and annoying, his chest heaved for a moment, then he stared at Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly and said: "...Maybe, we really met before Pass."

Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't remember anymore, he just looked at the crooked jug on the table, hesitant to say: "Sigong, you drank too much..."

Du Lingchun didn't know if he drank too much, his head was dazed, he couldn't be called confused, but he couldn't be called sober either.He stood up staggeringly, barely holding on to the railing.There is a lake next to it, Gongsun Zhuoyu was afraid that someone would fall, so he quickly held his arm: "Sigong..."

Du Lingchun was already a little bit drunk, his breath was full of the faint smell of alcohol, he rolled his eyes, looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu slowly, and said in a low voice: "Gongsun Zhuoyu..."

The voice was still so feminine, but a little hoarse than usual.

Gongsun Zhuoyu met his gaze, his heart skipped a beat suddenly, he was a little at a loss, and retracted his hand reflexively.However, in the next second, Du Lingchun staggered and fell into his arms because he lost his support.

Done!

Gongsun Zhuoyu could only support him, and looked around, only to find that the maids were waiting in the distance, and there was a long corridor in the middle.I wanted to yell, but I felt that I was just drunk, so there was no need to make a fuss.

Du Lingchun was an eunuch, his stature was slimmer and softer than ordinary men.There is a faint fragrance of agarwood on the skirt.The cloth is cool and smooth like silk.

Gongsun Zhuoyu became inexplicably embarrassed, as if what he was holding in his arms was not a man but a girl, his voice stuttered: "Si... Sigong, why don't you let the servants take care of you and go back to your room to rest?"

Du Lingchun shook his head, his frown remained on, he didn't like others to serve him personally.Thinking about going back to Beijing tomorrow, he grabbed Gongsun Zhuoyu's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Are you willing to work for me?"

The olive branch was thrown so fast that no one heard it clearly.

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Huh?"

Du Lingchun's slender eyes narrowed, and he was drunk, but he repeated in a low voice: "Gongsun Zhuoyu, if you follow me, you will be in the cabinet and rise to the top in one day, it's just a matter of my words."

As soon as his words came out, to Gongsun Zhuoyu, it was like a golden pie fell from the sky, which made people dizzy and didn't react for a long time.But Du Lingchun couldn't hear the answer for a long time, so he thought he was still hesitating, his eyes darkened for a moment: "Could it be that you, like them, despise me as an eunuch?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu subconsciously said: "How could it be?"

He never discriminates.

Du Lingchun was silent when he heard that, and stared into his eyes motionlessly, as if trying to discern whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but Gongsun Zhuoyu's expression was calm, and he didn't seem to be lying.

"Gongsun Zhuoyu," Du Lingchun said firmly in the endless night, "the crane was born in Jiugao, and the phoenix lived in the parasol tree. I can give you power and wealth that everyone in the world can't wait for. You are a smart man!" People should choose good branches to live in."

There are auspicious animal incense burners at the four corners of the pavilion, and a curl of smoke rises from the mouth of the animal, but it is blown away by the evening wind after a while.Ripples appeared on the calm lake surface, shattering the cold moonlight and sparkling.

Gongsun Zhuoyu's answer is...

"Wish to be the company and do the work of a dog and a horse."

Hearing the words, Du Lingchun squinted his eyes, his lips curled slightly, he seemed to be quite satisfied with the answer, and wanted to say something more, but his vision was already blurred, he was top-heavy, and he fell drunk directly into Gongsun Zhuoyu's arms.

His warm and soft lips brushed the side of the other's face inadvertently, and finally fell on the neck again.The slightly wet itching was only fleeting, like a superficial touch of water, but it made the subject froze immediately, and the roots of his ears burned red instantly.

Gongsun Zhuoyu is really going to call her a servant girl now, her tongue seems to be knotted: "Quick, quick, quick... come!"

Immediately, a maid trotted into the pavilion: "What orders does Master Gongsun have?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu supported Du Lingchun, as if picking up a hot potato: "The company is drunk, please help him back to his room to rest."

Hearing this, the servant girl subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to help, but before reaching Du Lingchun's sleeve, she thought of something, and quickly retracted: "Forgive me, my lord, the company doesn't like me waiting close to you. If you make a mistake Follow the rules, I'm afraid my life will be lost."

If Du Lingchun was a healthy man, there would be a servant girl who would risk her life and seduce him into bed.But the current situation is that helping Du Lingchun not only does not do any good, but may even lose his head.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was dumbfounded: "Then what should I do?"

The maid bit her lip and shook her head in embarrassment.

Gongsun Zhuoyu coaxed her: "The company is drunk now, you find two people to help him back, he won't know."

Seeing him supporting Du Lingchun, the servant girl hesitated and said, "Why don't you trouble your lord and send the company back to the room to rest?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "..."

The heat in Gongsun Zhuoyu's ears had just subsided a little, when he heard the words, it started to burn again.But he met the gaze of the maidservant, so he could only bite the bullet and carry Du Lingchun back: "Young lady, lead the way."

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