Startled Meng

Yan Cijing watched the carriage disappear at the end of the sky until there was only billowing smoke and dust on the horizon.

The sun was shining brightly, and it was unavoidable to feel uncomfortable after staring at it for a long time. The fundus of the eyes turned black for a while, and even top-heavy, it was a bit difficult to go down the tower.

Jun Jun waited beside the car, looking at the pale Yan Cijing, worried: "Master Yan..."

"It's okay, let's go, the delay is long enough."

Yan Cijing sat in the car and rested with his eyes closed.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from between the brows, and with the slightly frowned brows changed its path, wet the black eyelashes, and the thin and transparent eyelids trembled slightly.

He was disturbed.

Yu knew last night that he hadn't returned all night, and the candles on the short table burned until dawn, and then Xiao Wu came to tell him that Master Fu had arranged for a carriage to take Yu Feng out of the city.

He rushed to the tower and stood there for a long time, until the moisture of the morning dew on his shoulders had dried up, and he was relieved to see that Yu Feng who was sitting on the car was safe and sound.

But it wasn't enough to soothe his uneasiness.

Yan Cijing opened the curtain and looked, the blue sky was vast and cloudless, but he couldn't say a word.

"Sir, here we are."

Yan Cijing put down the curtain of the car, supported Juniper's hand down, passed the responders, and glanced at the figure in the kiosk.

Looking at it for too long is considered disrespectful, Yan Cijing lowered his eyes, and followed the guide without saying a word.

Revisiting the old place, the Furong Canal next to the moat is not much more beautiful than the night. It is named Furong, and there is no color, and the scattered green duckweeds are not angry.

Here, he and Yu Fangzhi met for the first time.

At that time, robbery was imminent, and his face was still scratched. No matter how he thought about it, it was not a good thing, but he quietly curled the corners of his lips.

"Master Yan, please—"

Yan Cijing lifted his robe up the steps, stepped into the small pavilion on the Furong Canal, and said respectfully, "King Rui."

The other party was the king, who sent an invitation to the Yan Mansion, Yan Cijing had to come no matter how important something was.

Before coming here, he had figured out what King Rui meant, but he just wanted to explain what Princess Zhaohe said the day before yesterday.

At this moment, instead of getting straight to the point, King Rui asked him, "What do you think of Furong Qu, Lord Yan?"

Yan Cijing said: "The water level of the Furong Canal is not as good as usual, probably because of the lack of rain since the beginning of spring."

King Rui suffocated for a moment, and said with a smile: "Lord Yan also heard about the drought and water shortage in the south of Yanshan Mountain. The emperor is also preparing to pray for rain and sacrifices recently. However, there is enough rain in Jiangling, and it is a great thing not to be flooded. As for worrying too much about the drought?"

Yan Cijing: "In the spring, farming and mulberry farming is a major event for the common people. Jiangling cannot be left alone for a day. Tomorrow, the officials have asked the emperor to resign and return to Jiangling early."

"My lord, I didn't invite you here today to discuss drought control." King Rui pointed to the Furong Canal, which was lifeless due to lack of water vapor, as if he didn't see Yan Cijing's serious face, and said, "My lord knows that Why is it called Furong?"

Yan Cijing was worried about the situation in Jiangling, so he didn't want to hear King Rui bring up the past, but only focused when he mentioned Concubine Yun.

It turned out that the Furong Canal was repaired by the late Emperor when Concubine Yun was in high esteem. Unfortunately, Concubine Yun passed away and the late Emperor ascended to bliss early. The picturesque Furong Garden gradually fell into disrepair. Even less interested.

Concubine Yun is King Rui's mother and concubine, so it is understandable for King Rui to miss her, but Yan Cijing doesn't know why he said this to himself.

"My king heard that Mr. Yan's parents were early kings. They were alone and had no worries. They were very similar to this king's life experience. It was inevitable that they would feel close."

Yan Cijing felt deeply uncomfortable, but still panicked: "The royal family is prosperous, King Rui is joking."

King Rui waited for this sentence, and said: "My sister Zhaohe is the closest to this king, and this king is also the most worried about her, that's why we match up like that..."

Yan Cijing refused: "The status of a lowly official is low, and I am afraid that I will have to practice in Jiangling for many years—"

"My lord Yan doesn't want me, so I don't force it." King Rui interrupted Yan Cijing gently, and said with a wry smile, "This king has been ill since he was a child. When my father was here, I envied the prince's elder brother to show his strength." Picture, the jealous second brother travels around freely."

"Now the elder brother of the crown prince left early, and the second elder brother became the emperor, Sanghai Sangtian, but this king is as weak as ever." With admiration in his eyes, he looked at Yan Cijing, and said: "Master Yan wishes to be the emperor all his life. A parent officer is also very good."

Speaking of this, King Rui has explained the misunderstanding clearly, and once again euphemistically stated that he was bored in illness, so he took the initiative to match Zhaohe and Yan Cijing.

Yan Cijing had to forgive because of the identity of the other prince.

King Rui ordered someone to send Yan Cijing away, and finally sent a sentence: "Master Yan, this king is destined to be with you. If Mr. Yan has anything to do in the future, feel free to come to this king."

After Yan Cijing was sent away, King Rui sat in the small pavilion and sighed. The old servant who accompanied him quietly moved to King Rui's side, gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Cijing's actions are a bit ignorant."

King Rui glanced back at him, and said calmly: "Master Yan is a smart person, don't underestimate him."

Hearing what he said, the old slave immediately smiled with his eyes into black slits, "King Rui knows the pearl with his eyes."

King Rui slowly turned the wheelchair, turned his back to the old slave, and faced the deserted Furong Canal, and said quietly: "If you can't know people, you have done a huge mistake, how can this king tolerate you?" ?”

"You said so? Jiang Tu?"

Yan Cijing left from Furongqu and went back to the house, before entering the door, he glanced at Yujia next door with the closed door.

Right now, Yujia is being hated by someone who is jealous, and is picked on one after another. On the cusp of this crisis, Yu Fangzhi is very secretive in order not to implicate Yan Cijing.

As usual, Fang knew that he would come looking for him every day, and he didn't think it was too hidden.

Yan Cijing didn't feel a little unhappy until he didn't see each other for two days.

"Small--"

"Ayan! All the letters are delivered to my room."

He originally wanted to call Xiaowu to show up to call Yufang Zhilai, but he changed his mind as soon as he said it, the affairs in Jiangling are more important now, someone in the government office is in charge of him, I don't know how the important affairs of Nongsang are going.

After finishing the order, Yan Cijing stepped into the small garden, the garden was as quiet as usual, but there was something wrong.

Yan Cijing walked extremely slowly, pushed the door cautiously, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he touched the figure behind layers of bed curtains.

"Know the language?"

Walking in, Yu Fang Zhiheng was sleeping soundly on his bed.I don't know how tired he is, he doesn't take off his coat and boots, he puts his clothes on his pillow, pulls off the quilt, and falls asleep.

Yan Cijing ordered him to take off his boots, but fortunately his legs were still hanging by the bed, and the shoes were not put on the bed.

Yu Fangzhi seemed to feel something, twisted his waist like a wriggling long snake, Yan Cijing smiled, stretched out his hand and untied his belt, trying to make him sleep more comfortably.

As soon as the belt was loosened, the clothes also fell apart, Yu Fangzhi's chest was bulging, Yan Cijing felt a little paper, and put his hand into Yu Fangzhi's lapel.

Carefully pulled out a few pieces of paper, and took a closer look, it was a few bank notes, the amount was not small, Yan Cijing felt more and more that his Yan mansion was dilapidated like a hut, and he gave in to this rich young master who was rich in gold.

In addition to a few pieces of paper, there seemed to be a letter. The letter paper scratched his chest hard, and he couldn't sleep well. Yan Cijing put his hand into Yu Fangzhi's skirt again.

This time it was not easy to hold, the letter slipped into Yu Fangzhi's side waist, Yan Cijing poked in inch by inch, from his heart to his armpits.

When he was about to pull out the yellow paper, Yu Fangzhi suddenly woke up and grabbed his wrist, and the yellow paper was also stuffed back into his chest.

"Darling, do you want to touch the bottom again?"

Yan Cijing was startled, pulled out his hand, sat up straight, and said in embarrassment, "Why are you awake?"

Yu Fangzhi yawned and said with a smile, "How can I catch the present if I'm not awake?"

Still grasping the current situation?Yan Cijing said stubbornly: "Slept in my bed, why don't you let me touch it?"

Yu Fang knew that as soon as he teased him, he forgot his purpose of poking someone's chest. He was afraid that people would misunderstand that he was taking advantage of other people's danger. , it was obviously his bed, and there was no room for him anywhere.

Just throw your hands away.

Yan Cijing knew that he was going to be torn down, and he couldn't fight Yu Fangzhi. The hand tied around his waist couldn't be freed, and his chest was so heavy that he couldn't bear to push his head away. , really at the mercy of others.

"Where did Meng Lang's little fox come from to take advantage of people's danger?"

Yan Cijing knew why he hugged herself so tightly, "Let go!"

"It doesn't make sense! I was groping around just now, but now I don't recognize it. I have a lust but no guts—"

Yan Cijing pressed Yu Fangzhi's shoulder, "It's not what you think! Let me go!"

"It's not what I thought? What's the matter?" Yu Fangzhi lightly pecked at the rosy jade neck, bit his shiny earballs, and at the same time reached down with his hand, wiped it once and was severely criticized The mirror is clamped by its legs.

Yu Fangzhi chuckled: "This time you can't justify anymore."

Yan Cijing clung to the quilt firmly, not letting go: "It's not what you think——"

"I miss you so much, Ci Jing." Yu Fangzhi kissed him, "I just haven't seen you for a day, why do you think so?"

Yan Cijing didn't expect Yu Fangzhi to say that, turned around, was stunned for a moment, loosened his legs, he yelled, and cursed: "Yu Fang knows you!"

Yu Fangzhi smiled triumphantly, "Hey, let me touch it for you."

Touching it once is going to be the second time, Yu Fangzhi is a bit aggressive, Yan Cijing's weakness is in his hands, it's just a painful and happy one time, and he doesn't dare to be presumptuous for the second time, and gets out of bed with his clothes folded as if fleeing, Trot to the door.

Just now I saw a shadow swaying over the door, probably Ah Yan came to deliver the letter.

When I opened the door and saw the letter on the ground, it was true!

Yan Cijing took the letter into the room, went back to the bed, covered Yu Fangzhi's head tightly and wrapped it into a cicada pupa before sitting down to open the letter.

Yu Fangzhi struggled to sit up, hugged him from behind Yan Cijing, read the letter with him, and said: "The moon dam has come in handy, there is enough water vapor, Jiangling is fine, you can rest assured."

But his thin lips were about to be pursed into a thin line, as if he didn't look relieved, Yu Fangzhi asked, "Do you still want to go back?"

Yan Cijing nodded: "There is nothing wrong with Beijing, I will go to the palace tomorrow to ask for my resignation."

The author says:

Jiang Tu was the magistrate of Muzhou before, the goddamn Jiang Tu who ordered the city gates to be closed and refused to help when the epidemic broke out in Jiangling and asked for help. When I ran into a bandit blocking the way, Xiao Yan suppressed the bandit and almost fell into the hands of the bandit. Jiang Tu is a big bad guy!