Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Rong Zhuo hugged and squeezed people, as if he had encountered something interesting, curious and fresh.

Yu Jingdu gave him a warning look with a sullen face, and Rong Zhuo became honest.

"I have no other thoughts!" Rong Zhuo hurriedly explained to him, "And I don't like men, you know."

"You can't wait to say it every day, of course I know." Yu Jingdu's tone was a little unhappy.

Rong Zhuo smiled, walked to the side and sat down, "I don't think this method is very effective, and if I really believe that I like you, wouldn't it be troublesome?" He doesn't have this kind of hobby to bend himself.

"You pretended to be addicted to wine and sex all day long, but I never saw that you were really addicted to it." Yu Jingdu said.

"It seems to make sense." Rong Zhuo was quickly persuaded by him again.

Since he can pretend to be a dude, he can naturally pretend to be something else.

He felt that others saw loopholes in him before, probably because of his poor acting skills.

If he practiced hard these days, he might be able to hide the truth.

"Then I don't want to try again?" After Rong Zhuo finished speaking, he moved towards Yu Jingdu again.

Yu Jingdu stretched out his hand to touch him, forcing him to keep an arm's distance from him, "No hurry, I can teach you these things slowly."

"Okay!" Rong Zhuo suddenly gained momentum when he heard the words.

He thought that "Qingshi" had been in Hualou for so many years, and he probably faced people he hated a lot.

And on the matter of pretending to like others, "Qingshi" should have a say.

That day Rong Zhuo hurriedly washed up, ate breakfast, took a pen and paper and got ready to listen to Yu Jingdu's "class" for him.

Yu Jingdu was a little bit hard to get off at the moment.

He promised to teach Rong Zhuo, but he just said it casually.

In his opinion, such things cannot be taught, but can only be practiced by himself.

But the little dude doesn't like men, so they can't practice it.

No, even if the little dude likes men, they can't come to the truth, he is not a real dude.

Yu Jingdu sighed, he felt that he had been with Rong Zhuo for a long time, and his brain was not working well.

But if he didn't teach, the other party might have to find some sapphire again.

At that time, this little fool doesn't know how much advantage people will take!

Thinking of the way Rong Zhuo hugged him in the morning, Yu Jingdu couldn't help feeling a little restless.

"Qingshi, your face is so red!" Rong Zhuo said.

Yu Jingdu coughed lightly, walked to the table and poured himself a glass of cold water before sitting down.

"First of all..." Yu Jingdu looked at Rong Zhuo, and his heart couldn't help but move when he met the young man's eyes that were thirsty for knowledge.

"First..." Rong Zhuo wrote on the paper, "Then what?"

Yu Jingdu stared at him for a while, and then said: "The more you want people to believe one thing, the more you can't emphasize it repeatedly. The more you talk about some things, the more guilty and unbelievable you will appear. "

His posture doesn't seem to be teaching Rong Zhuo how to hide from the world, but rather teaching him how to behave in the world.

"It makes sense, it makes sense!" Rong Zhuo hurriedly said: "It feels like there is no silver 300 taels here, right?"

"Yeah." Yu Jingdu paused, and asked in an anticlimactic manner: "Then how do you think it will be more credible?"

Rong Zhuo thought for a while, "Prove it with practical actions?"

"How to use practical actions?" Yu Jingdu asked again.

"Don't you really want to hear, see, and feel?" Rong Zhuo said by analogy: "Just like last night, you sleep in the same bed with me, and I get along with you day and night without distinguishing each other. After a long time like this, getting used to it will become natural. I think It will really look like a person who is addicted to wine and sex."

Yu Jingdu: ...

This little dude is really willing to let go.

"Yes, that's how it should be!" Rong Zhuo slapped the table, and said smartly: "I was too reserved before, with a dandy appearance and no dandy inside, so they didn't believe me when they looked at me."

The more Rong Zhuo talked, the more he felt that it made sense. It didn't mean that Jing Du spoke, but he convinced himself first.

Anyway, now that he is living in the Xunhuan Building, he might as well do all the tricks in one go.

"Qingshi, am I right?" Rong Zhuo still asked him humbly.

Yu Jingdu raised his eyebrows, obviously a little bit overwhelmed.

Rong Zhuo's obsession with this matter is obviously deeper than he imagined.

The young man made up his mind to pretend to be this dude to the end, and was ready to pull him into a boat.

After getting the charter, Rong Zhuo went back home.

He originally wanted to go back and pack up his clothes and take him to the Xunhuan Building so that he could stay there for a long time.

But he didn't expect to be blocked by Rong's father in the yard as soon as he entered the gate of Rong's mansion.

These few days he was busy worrying about other things, but he forgot about his father.

"Father." Rong Zhuo politely bowed to his father.

"Do you still know how to come back?" Father Rong's tone was not kind, and his eyes fell on the two books he was holding in his arms, "I still know how to measure it. I didn't forget to read when I went out to fool around."

As he said that, he went to get the book in Rong Zhuo's arms, Rong Zhuo slipped his hand and didn't grab it, and the book was in the hands of Rong's father.

It was the picture album that Yu Jingdu gave him early in the morning. Although Rong Zhuo didn't care much about it, he thought that living in this world would be the only way for him to entertain himself in the future, so he took it back casually, thinking about it first. Save it for a rainy day.

Who would have thought that father Rong would hit him right in the face!

"Bastard! Where did you get these dirty things?" Father Rong's expression changed immediately after seeing the contents of the album.

"Father..." Rong Zhuo smiled awkwardly, "I'm already eighteen, and I've reached the age to read this. I don't learn this kind of thing myself, so you have to find a way to teach me sooner or later? You can't let me in the future Get married with a black eye, right?"

"You..." Father Rong choked on his words, but he couldn't refute.

According to the rules of this dynasty, when a man becomes an adult, his father and brother will teach them about these things.

But first, even though Rong Zhuo was eighteen, he looked childish, and Rong's father subconsciously treated him as a child; second, Rong Zhuo was not in a hurry to get Rong Zhuo married, so he didn't teach him about these things. Pass.

But he is also a man himself, and he knows that it is normal for a boy of Rong Zhuo's age to be curious about these things.

What's more, this naughty son of his family has even visited the Hualou countless times. What's so strange about seeing these things?

"Nothing!" Father Rong scolded angrily, and threw the album in his hand into his arms, "Go back and put your things down, come to my study."

"Yes." Rong Zhuo hurriedly obediently responded, and trotted back to the small courtyard with the album in his arms.

When Jin Douzi saw him coming back, he hurriedly greeted him happily, and after seeing what he was holding in his hand, his expression was very complicated.

"Lend it to you first, I don't need it for the time being." Rong Zhuo generously gave the album to Jindouzi, "I'll change my clothes and go to my father, you help me pack some clothes, and prepare some money .”

"My lord, what are you trying to do?" Jin Douzi asked puzzled.

"I'm going out to stay for a few days." Rong Zhuo asked Jin Douzi while changing into plainer clothes, "Did my father not talk about me these days?"

Jin Douzi said: "Master seems to be very busy these days, and he didn't bother to ask the young master."

Only then did Rong Zhuo heave a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't help feeling uneasy, fearing that he would be beaten again.

"Go outside the study and listen. If my father hits me, I will call. If you hear me, go to the backyard and call my mother to save me." Rong Zhuo said.

"Okay!" Jin Douzi hurriedly responded, and then followed Rong Zhuo to the study.

In the study, father stood by the window, looking a little serious.

After Rong Zhuo entered, he hesitated for a moment, lifted up his robe and knelt down.

"What are you doing?" Father Rong looked puzzled.

"Ah...Dad, didn't you want to hit me when you asked me to come here?" Rong Zhuo asked.

Father Rong was about to laugh angrily at him, and waved his hand to signal him to get up.

"Did you go to the poetry meeting yesterday?" Father Rong asked.

"Ah."

"Nothing happened, right?" Father Rong asked again.

"No."

"Alright." Father Rong nodded, then sighed, and said earnestly: "You have been sensible since childhood, and you have never let your father worry about you. These days, you have thought a lot about your father. If you think about some things clearly , just do it according to your own ideas.”

Rong Zhuo was a little surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect Father Rong's attitude today to be like this.

This doesn't make sense. In less than half a month, the other party accepted the fact that his son had changed from a handsome young man to a dude?This is too enlightened!

"After I taught you a lesson last time, I met Mr. Ji." Father Rong said, "You are his student, and he knows you better than his father. Since he believes in you, I have nothing to say as a father." , take care of yourself."

So he actually went to Mr. Ji?

Rong Zhuo was a little surprised when he thought of the great Confucian with whom he had only met once after transmigrating.

Could it be that the other party has seen through his mind, and that's why he helped him speak in front of Rong's father?

Rong Zhuo didn't have a clue for a moment, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

But the change of Rong's father's attitude can be regarded as doing Rong Zhuo a favor to a certain extent.

At least he doesn't have to worry about being beaten when he returns home all day long.

Xunhuan Building.

Yu Jingdu was discussing with Jiang Jiyan when he suddenly raised his hand to signal to him.

Jiang Jiyan didn't know why, until he heard brisk footsteps outside the door after a while, followed by someone knocking on Yu Jingdu's door.

"Qingshi, I'm back." Rong Zhuo's voice sounded outside the door.

Yu Jingdu glanced at Jiang Jiyan, who looked blank, obviously not understanding what he meant.

It wasn't until Yu Jingdu walked to the door and made a gesture to open it that Jiang Jiyan woke up like a dream and hurriedly hid behind the screen.

"I thought you were resting?" The young man outside the door smiled when he saw Yu Jingdu, entered the room without hesitation and sat down, "I just went home and asked Jindouzi to pack some clothes for me. In the days to come, I can live in peace."

As he spoke, he patted the new purse on his waist, and it looked bulging inside, obviously just full.

"He's here too?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"No." Rong Zhuo hurriedly said: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient for him to follow me all day, so I'll let him go back when the things are delivered."

Yu Jingdu was noncommittal when he heard the words.

"Should we sleep in your room or mine today?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

Jiang Jiyan, who was behind the screen, was startled when he heard this, his expression was so exciting.

He felt as if he had heard something he shouldn't have heard.

You obviously haven't seen each other for a day, how did things develop to this point?

"Your side." Yu Jingdu said casually.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Rong Zhuo smiled at him.

Just now after Rong Zhuo returned home, he changed into a moon-white robe, and it seemed that he was not as flashy as usual, but he was a little more bookish, and he looked more obedient than usual.

Yu Jingdu sized him up for a while, and asked, "Are you tired?"

"A little bit." Rong Zhuo got up and said, "How about I borrow your place to sleep for a while?"

He felt that since he wanted to have nothing to do with Yu Jingdu now, he couldn't be too polite.

But when he just got up, Yu Jingdu grabbed his wrist.

"You are already sleeping in my bed, can't I sleep in yours?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"No..." Yu Jingdu glanced at the direction of the screen with a complicated expression, "My bed is not clean."

Rong Zhuo was taken aback, and couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart.

Did "Qingshi" say that because too many people slept on that bed?

"Don't say that, I don't mind." Rong Zhuo comforted.

"I mind." Yu Jingdu said.

Rong Zhuo didn't want to make him sad, so he hurriedly said: "Actually, I'm a bit reluctant, so I'll go back to sleep, and you can go find me later."

"En." Yu Jingdu responded, and then let go of his wrist.

After Rong Zhuo left, Jiang Jiyan, who was behind the screen, walked out with a secret expression on his face.

Now his mind is full of words about your bed and my bed, what is clean or not.

Yu Jingdu's expression was normal, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Only the hand that held the boy's wrist just now, the index finger and thumb carelessly caressed, as if reminiscing about something.

"My lord." Jiang Jiyan said carefully, "You and this little lord are not for real, are you?"

Yu Jingdu glanced at him with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"He was originally the fourth younger brother's favorite, but now he wants to get rid of the fourth younger brother. I just have nothing to do to help him. It's not as complicated as you think." Yu Jingdu explained.

"Young Master is very thoughtful. It is indeed a good thing for you to keep Mr. Ji's lover away from the Fourth Young Master." Jiang Jiyan said.

However, isn't the sacrifice of their Highness a bit too great?

In order to prevent His Highness the Crown Prince from fulfilling his wish, he put himself in it?

But when he thought about Young Master Rong's appearance, he felt that His Highness didn't seem to be at a disadvantage...

"Cough!" Yu Jingdu coughed lightly, interrupting Jiang Jiyan's brainstorming.

"By the way, Master Wuyun wants to see you." Jiang Jiyan changed the subject.

Hearing this, Yu Jingdu's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Is he alright?"

"Everything is fine, but I miss you young master very much." Jiang Jiyan said: "He didn't let you go now, but just mentioned to me that it is not too late for young master to visit him when you can move freely in the capital."

"Where is he now?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"It's still in Qingyin Temple."

Yu Jingdu pondered for a while, "I see."

Afterwards, Jiang Jiyan explained some trivial things to him before leaving.

At noon that day, Yu Jingdu went to Rong Zhuo's room for dinner.

Rong Zhuo seemed to be in a good mood, and ordered the waiter to serve a pot of Lihuabai.

"The weather outside is very nice today. In fact, we should go out for a walk." Rong Zhuo took a sip of the wine and frowned at the heat, "Is there any place you want to go? We can go together so that we don't have to spend time looking for fun. There was a panic in the building."

Rong Zhuo's temperament is not as calm as Yu Jingdu's, he will feel bored if he stays in the room for too long.

And according to his plan, he will spend the next few months with Yu Jingdu until the end of Chunwei.

If he didn't have some fun, wouldn't he be making trouble in this pleasure-seeking building!

"I haven't slept well in the past few days, and I want to go to the temple to ask for a peace talisman." Yu Jingdu said.

"Do you still believe in this?" Rong Zhuo said, "Then I'll go and inquire tomorrow to see which temple's safety talisman is effective."

Yu Jingdu thought for a while, "There are temples in the east and south of the city, but one is more effective in seeking marriage, and the other is more effective in seeking children... If you are seeking peace talismans, the Qingyin Temple in the west of Beijing should be the most effective. It's a little far."

"I remember my cousin said that Jingxi seems to have a nice view." Rong Zhuo said: "If you want to go, we can stay there for a few more days, and we can treat it as a relaxation."

Yu Jingdu nodded upon hearing this.

"Why don't we go today." Rong Zhuo said again.

The young man has a lively temperament, it's fine if he doesn't know the destination, but once he knows the destination, he can't stay.

Yu Jingdu expected that he would say that, so he was not surprised.

So in the afternoon of that day, Rong Zhuo had someone prepare the carriage, and went to the west of Beijing with Yu Jingdu.

The Qingyin Temple in the west of Beijing is a little far away. When the carriage arrived at the temple, it was dark and there were not many pilgrims in the temple.

"It's getting late, the two benefactors might as well rest in the temple tonight." The little master in the temple suggested to them.

"Then it's time to work." Yu Jingdu clasped his hands together and bowed to him, and Rong Zhuo followed suit after seeing this.

The little master helped them arrange a room with two couches.

It was the first time for Rong Zhuo to stay overnight in the temple, and he seemed quite excited.

It was already past the time for eating in the temple, but the young master who led the way prepared some simple fast meals for them.

The vegetarian food is made rough and simple, with few tricks, but it is the first time for Rong Zhuo to eat it, but he still eats it with relish.

"Qingshi, have you been here before?" Rong Zhuo asked Yu Jingdu.

"Yes." Yu Jingdu said, "I have an old acquaintance who often comes here."

Rong Zhuo heard him say that it was an old acquaintance, and subconsciously defined the other party as a guest in the Xunhuanlou. After all, in his opinion, Qingshi has been living there, and he has no friends outside the Xunhuanlou.

Probably because he was afraid of Yu Jingdu's embarrassment, Rong Zhuo didn't bring up this topic that night.

The two briefly ate their fast, and Yu Jingdu took him around the temple for a while.

Guessing that it was almost time, the two went back to their room to rest.

In order to implement the plan of sharing the same bed, Rong Zhuo asked Yu Jingdu to push the two beds together.

However, the beds in the temple were not very big in the first place, and two beds were not very spacious when put together.

What's more troublesome is that the beds in the temple are too hard, which makes Rong Zhuo, who is used to sleeping on soft beds, very uncomfortable.

After he lay down, he tossed and turned for half an hour without falling asleep.

Yu Jingdu just waited for him to fall asleep so that he could meet someone, how could he have expected that the other party would make such a fuss.

In the darkness, Yu Jingdu stretched out his hand, and slowly placed it on the back of Rong Zhuo's neck.

Rong Zhuo shrank his neck subconsciously, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Let me pinch for you, you might fall asleep if you relax," Yu Jingdu said.

"That's fine." Rong Zhuo obediently turned over and lay down, leaving his back to the other party.

But Yu Jingdu didn't touch anything else, he just pressed his hand on the back of the young man's neck and slowly massaged it a few times.

A little warmth came from the back of the neck, with the rough and thin callus of Yu Jingdu's hand, and it was quite comfortable to pinch.

Rong Zhuo wanted to praise him for doing a good job, but after thinking about it, he felt that this sounded weird, so he gave up.

"Go to sleep." Yu Jingdu coaxed the young man in a low voice.

"En." The boy responded, and soon his breathing gradually became steady, and he really fell asleep after a while.

Yu Jingdu helped Rong Zhuo cover the quilt, got up and left the room.

He walked through the monastery with ease, and soon arrived outside a meditation room.

The door was not closed tightly, and the candlelight could be seen through the crack of the door.

"Why don't you come in?" A voice came from inside the room.

Yu Jingdu didn't linger when he heard the words, and stepped into the door.

There were several futons in front of the incense table in the house, and the person who spoke just now was sitting cross-legged on a futon and meditating.

This person looked about forty years old, although he had been shaved, but there was still a faint sense of nobility between his brows.

This person is the Wuyun master that Jiang Jiyan mentioned earlier.

"Sixth Uncle." Yu Jingdu bowed to the other party.

"How many times have I said this, but I still can't forget these ceremonies." Wuyun pointed to the futon in front of him, motioning for Yu Jingdu to sit down.

Yu Jingdu sat down cross-legged, his eyes were slightly red.

Seeing this, Wu Yun laughed and said: "It's about to reach the crown, it looks like it's a lot older than last time."

"How is Uncle Six?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Everything is fine, I see that you seem to be fine too." Wu Yun said, "I brought a strange little benefactor with me, is it your new friend?"

Yu Jingdu nodded slightly, without denying it.

"That little benefactor seems to have a good relationship." Wuyun looked at Yu Jingdu in front of him, and said with emotion: "I don't know if it's because of this little benefactor, but you are more reassuring this time than last time." too much."

"Uncle Six is ​​making fun of me." Yu Jingdu said.

"No." Wuyun said, "You do have a little more worldliness than last time."

Yu Jingdu said helplessly: "Sixth uncle, are you sure it's the air of the world, not the air of the world?"

"I heard Jiang Jiyan tell you where you live." Wuyun said, "Are you still used to it?"

"I haven't lived anywhere for so many years, it's nothing I'm not used to." Yu Jingdu said.

"With that little benefactor by my side, I think it won't be too lonely, right?"

Yu Jingdu said with a slightly uncomfortable expression: "Uncle Liu is a monk, why do you still tease your nephew with this kind of thing?"

"It's not to tease you, it's because I'm afraid that you will be too thoughtful and let down the fate of the little benefactor." Wu Yun said.

"I met him by chance, and we can only be acquaintances by nodding."

"You always have so many scruples."

Yu Jingdu smiled wryly, "Uncle Six, I can't be without scruples. If I lost my scruples these years, I don't know how many people around me will die."

Wuyun looked at Yu Jingdu in front of him benevolently, and finally just smiled lightly, without saying anything more.

Buddhism pays attention to the method of fate, and the word fate is mysterious and mysterious.

Some things are already preordained, so there is no need for him to bother.

Rong Zhuo slept very soundly this time.

He didn't open his eyes reluctantly until the temple bell rang.

"Are you awake?" Yu Jingdu's voice came next to his ear.

Rong Zhuo took a look, only to realize that he was pawing at Jing Du like an octopus.

"I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well." Rong Zhuo said hastily.

Yu Jingdu didn't pursue anything, and said, "Get up and get dressed, I'll take you somewhere."

Rong Zhuo hurriedly dressed, washed up briefly, and followed Yu Jingdu out.

It was not yet bright outside, and it was a bit chilly, even though Rong Zhuo was wrapped in a cloak, he was still shivering from the cold.

Rong Zhuo followed him out of the temple, only to realize that Yu Jingdu was going to take him to climb the mountain.

Fortunately, this Qingyin Temple is not far from the top of the mountain, otherwise it would be so dark, he would really feel a little guilty.

After spending about two cups of tea, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Yu Jingdu found a relatively flat stone, and pulled Rong Zhuo to sit down.

Rong Zhuo shrank his neck and looked forward, seeing a ray of skylight peeking out from the end of the misty distant mountains. Behind the cover of thick clouds, the fiery red glow was slowly breaking through the cover, almost dyeing half of the sky red.

"Sunrise!" Rong Zhuo said excitedly, his voice trembling due to the cold.

Yu Jingdu hesitated for a moment, opened his cloak and wrapped the person in his arms.

Rong Zhuo felt that the coolness on his back was suddenly dispelled, so he couldn't help leaning back.

Yu Jingdu's eyes fell on the profile of the boy in his arms, and he couldn't help but think of the evening when they first met.

That day, the beautiful little dandy came out of the carriage in a red suit, and the setting sun enveloped him, making the outline of him a bit unreal.Just like Rong Zhuo at this moment, the outline of his side face was wrapped by the morning glow, with an unreal beauty.

"It's so beautiful!" Rong Zhuo exclaimed looking at the sunrise in the distance.

At this moment, the sun broke through the clouds and jumped into the sky, illuminating the whole world in an instant.

The outline of the distant mountains and the mist close at hand are all stained with a thin layer of red.

"En." Yu Jingdu responded.

But Rong Zhuo didn't know that the other party's eyes at this moment did not give this magnificent scene, but always fell on his delicate side face.

"It's the first time I've seen the sunrise when I grow up." Rong Zhuo said as he turned his head to look at Yu Jingdu, and caught off guard the other's undisguised gaze.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that there was an emotion in the eyes of "Qingshi" that he didn't quite understand.

"Shall we stay longer?" Rong Zhuo suggested, "This way we can watch the sunrise every day, and watch it a few more times."

"Young Master Rong, don't be so greedy." Yu Jingdu said: "Such a good thing, please be careful."

Rong Zhuo nodded upon hearing this, "Okay then."

"Why are you so obedient?" Yu Jingdu smiled, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

He wanted to tell Xiao Wandan that as long as the other party persisted and said that he still wanted to watch it, he could accompany the other party to do it again tomorrow morning.But Rong Zhuo didn't insist at all, after hearing what he said, he immediately compromised.

So obedient, so obedient that Yu Jingdu even regretted rejecting the other party too early.

"I think you're right, so you'll be obedient." Rong Zhuo smiled brightly, "If you're wrong, I won't listen."

Yu Jingdu reached out his hand to wipe off the dew on his long eyelashes, and said, "I have an old acquaintance who lives nearby, if you don't want to rush back, we can stay at his house for two days, just to introduce you to each other."

"Old acquaintance?" Rong Zhuo thought for a while, "Would it be a bit embarrassing to introduce us?"

Rong Zhuo automatically understood the old acquaintance as a guest of Xunhuanlou...

"Why are you embarrassed?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"The other party is your old acquaintance, and now I have you in name..." Rong Zhuo whispered: "Isn't it embarrassing?"

When Yu Jingdu saw his expression, he knew that the little dude was thinking about it again.

Most of his messed up thoughts immediately dispersed, and he was so angry that he wanted to throw someone down by the neck.

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Yu Jingdu: Good-behaved and irritating!