Basheng Ganzhou

Wan Qicheng fanned Chuxiu, and Chuxiu fell asleep lying on the step.

The small fan draws a slight coolness, and the summer is long.

He remembered that when he was in Chuzhou, it was also summer.

He accompanied Chuxiu to many places, and got in touch with Geleshan on the way, thinking that if Geleshan was fine, he would spend more time with Chuxiu and protect him to visit the beautiful scenery.

But that day, he met the wandering monk, who was disguised by his subordinates. If it was not necessary, they would not come to him, and his appearance meant that something happened to Ge Leshan.

Chuxiu sat in the inn on the official road, ordered two catties of sauced beef like a ranger, and wanted shochu, but was replaced by tea by Wan Qicheng.

In mid-summer, Chuxiu was very afraid of the heat, so he carried a folding fan with him to fan him. On that day, a motorcade of nobles from the Central Plains passed by on the official road and stopped at the inn.

The hot road on the official road seems to be able to burn the flag of spirits. Chuxiu was drinking herbal tea and acting like a baby with him, when a knife flashed across the table, a guard chased them away unreasonably: "My master wants to rest here, and the idlers wait to leave!" go out."

Chuxiu's spirit was broken, she sat on the spot without moving, said coldly: "You want the old, young, women and children who are traveling in this inn to go out together?"

There is only one inn within a radius of five miles. It is extremely hot outside, and it is easy to suffer from heatstroke if you go out. If you look down on the doctor, you may lose your life halfway.

A man in white with a folding fan next to him answered, "Who is the master of your family? It's a great prestige to overwhelm someone with power."

The customers in the store were driven out, and the guard said arrogantly: "You are also worthy of knowing the name of the master?"

After finishing speaking, he turned the sharp blade horizontally and cut it towards Chuxiu's neck.

Wan Tengcheng closed the folding fan, blocked the blow easily, dismantled the embroidered pillow-like move, just sat on the spot, and knocked the man's sword out of his hand.

The man in white applauded: "Good!"

Chuxiu was a little proud, and said, "Of course."

He happily tugged on Wan Chengcheng's sleeves, and said, "Let's go, let's go chivalrous and beat the master of Lao Shizi."

Wan Qizheng lightly raised the corners of his lips, and fed Chuxiu a piece of sauced beef, wanting him to eat the meat in peace and order without making trouble.

Unexpectedly, the white-clothed man over there suddenly folded the fan in his hand, slapped it, and said: "It's just right, you should see injustice on the road, and fight against the case!"

This was really in Chuxiu's arms, he took Wan Qicheng's hand, trying to pull him out, at this moment, a group of guards suddenly poured into the gate and surrounded them.

So, let's do it.

Chuxiu and the white-clothed man, the two who were the happiest who were clamoring for fear of making trouble first, hid aside to watch the show, and he was the only one who did it himself.

He listened to Chuxiu calling him to be careful, and he wanted to show off a little bit, coupled with his youthful vigor, so the movements of his hands became more ruthless, and he neatly dealt with the people in the room.

Chuxiu ran over and fanned him with a folding fan.

The man in white said: "Let's go out and see who that big-faced master is."

Chuxiu wanted to go out to watch the fun, but Wan Qicheng reluctantly followed. Unexpectedly, the group of people outside knelt down on the ground when they saw the man in white.

The man in white is named Liu Yao, he is the fifth son of the current emperor, and he is an idle prince. When he met that big-faced master, he was just a concubine of a third-rank official family. Because he was favored, he forgot who he was and became lawless. .

Seeing Liu Yao, the chubby official almost peed his pants in fright, and crawled over to kowtow.

Liu Yao stared at him for a while, and then said coldly, "Since you want to rest, you should kneel here and rest."

Chuxiu and that Liu Yao hit it off right away, they could say anything together, and that Liu Yao was very eloquent and handsome, it was the first time Chuxiu talked to such a person, and he almost forgot the time.

From noon to dusk, Wan Chengcheng drank so quietly without saying a word.

He watched coldly the two of them chatting and laughing together, and watched them toast and drink together. When Liu Yao suddenly pulled Chu Xiu's hand and wanted to make a sworn bow with him, Wan Qicheng finally couldn't help it.

He pulled Chuxiu up, and pulled him out of the station without saying a word.

There were still people kneeling on the ground outside, the scorching sun was covered by clouds, and it rained like smoke and mist.

Misty rain south of the Yangtze River, entangled in obsession.

In the deep forest and wild land, Chuxiu gasped sweetly, and said intermittently: "Ah Cheng, slow down... If you want it, tell me in advance, it makes me... um... I..."

The misty icy rain wrapped the boy's body coldly, and he was lying on the wet grass, almost speechless.

Wan Chengcheng bit his neck and said in a deep voice, "I want it if I want it."

Chuxiu: "..."

He hugged Chuxiu on the horse, and on the way to the next post station, he asked for another one. When he was staying at the bed, Chuxiu saw a little flower seller, who sold delicate and snow-white gardenias.

Chuxiu's legs felt weak, and she reached out to ask Wan Qicheng for money.

Wan Qicheng gave him two pieces of silver.

Chuxiu said a word to the little flower seller who bought the flower money and exchanged the Jingchai sarong.

When Wan Chengcheng took the flowers, the little girl said to him softly and crisply: "The flowers don't bloom well, soak them in vinegar."

Wan Qicheng was startled, and chuckled lightly.

The Jiangnan style is handsome and elegant, and you can taste some flavors everywhere. Chuxiu is using flowers to decorate him.

……

He hasn't asked Chuxiu for a long time.

It has been more than three years since Mochou Lake, the boats with black awnings, and the star river.

He pressed Chuxiu under him and kissed his ears and neck.

Chuxiu pushed him away, and said disgustedly: "Don't press me, I already ate a lot, but I vomited it all up once I pressed it."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

He sighed, turned over and lay on the side, rubbing his stomach.

Chuxiu didn't refuse, and hummed comfortably.

The clouds in the sky are snow-white and snow-white. Walking in the sky, they occasionally cover the sun, so the sky is cloudy for a while and clear for a while.

The room was quiet in the afternoon, Chuxiu listened to the birdsong for a while, and suddenly said, "Wan Qicheng, when will you let me go?"

Wan Chengcheng's eyes trembled slightly, and he closed them.

After a while, when Chuxiu thought he would not answer, he said, "When I'm ready."