Snake Tale

"This is the red pill offered by Shendu Kingdom." Luo Yi said suddenly.

It was a much ado about nothing spring night in the past three years.Jiangcheng was drowsily soaked in the lingering drizzle for days, and outside was a cloud of misty humidity.But the room lit with panchi lamps is dry and warm, like a boat floating on the vast river.

He and Luo Yi were the only ones in the boat.

Shen Yuzhu seemed to have just recovered, and looked at the mahogany medicine box handed to him in a blink of an eye.On the soft silk, the blood-red pill exudes a fragrant fragrance.

Luo Yi on the opposite side of the book desk raised his eyes, the expression on his face was not so much flirtatious as it was a kind of gloating and joking: "It is said that as long as half a pill is enough, a hundred chaste and strong women with rock-like hearts can't help themselves. Dirty words to seek pleasure. Using this to assist her will make people miss it day and night, and can't stop—”

Shen Yuzhu picked up one and threw it into his mouth: "It's quite sweet, but it's a bit sticky."

"..." Luo Yi's face froze, and he sneered, "You can have as many of these things as you want, why should you be in such a hurry?"

Shen Yuzhu couldn't help laughing: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Luo is always thoughtful, but he will be fooled by Mr. Fanbang."

"Oh? I would like to hear about it."

"**This thing has always been different from person to person, and it's difficult to adjust to everyone. If there is a medicine that can make a hundred people burn with lust, then it is [-]% a lie. This medicine is mixed with musk, Sichuan pepper, and obscenity. Cistanche and cistanche are common things that promote yang and benefit essence, and the addition of cnidium is nothing more than making people sleepy and weak in limbs." Shen Yuzhu showed a provocative calmness, and said with a smile: "Lord Luo is young. You are beautiful, and you have the ability to make Shen Mou die, so why belittle yourself so presumptuously?"

Luo Yi only treated the fish on the anvil as dying, and didn't get angry, instead, he put down the file in his hand, smiled with great interest, and said, "According to my opinion, all the medicines in the world are all deceitful tricks? "

"That's not entirely true. There is a medicine in this world. It can make people intoxicated and involuntary. The living can make people die, and the dead can make people live. It can make winter thunder, summer rain and snow, and rivers and rivers. Gathering, not to mention the mere pleasure of pillows and mats?"

Shen Yuzhu leaned forward, staring coldly at the owner with icy blue eyes.

"—Unfortunately, that kind of thing is destined to have no fate with you and me."

Luo Yi looked into those dark eyes calmly.This young man with gentle speech and gentle smile always showed a sense of indifference and alienation in his bones.He knew that was his nature.What only made him feel ridiculous was that Shen Yuzhu didn't know that Luo Yi never wanted to have "that kind of thing".

What he wants is that this person in front of him can never have that kind of thing.

What he wants to see is that he is alone and despised; he wants to see him desperate and deranged; Begging him to lift up his hands—

"That's so difficult." Shen Yuzhu closed the book, raised his face and smiled at him, "If you want me to beg for mercy, I'll beg for mercy; if you want to whore me, I'll lie flat and let you whore—by the way, thank you I have finished reading the "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" you gave me, can I change it?"

Luo Yi was sitting in front of the desk reading a book, pinching the root of his nose wearily, and scolded annoyedly: "I just can't bear to see you so dead--" There was a sudden sore in the nasal cavity, Luo Yi couldn't help it. Stopped, sneezed firmly, and said angrily: "Who gave you the powder?"

Luo Yi is the most quiet, and he never wants to ask the book boy to accompany him when he reads official documents, but for some reason, he enjoys the atmosphere of Shen Yuzhu accompanying him to study in front of the desk, far better than the awkward "****" between them .Occasionally, in the middle of the night, on a whim, he often sent someone to call Shen Yuzhu over to accompany him to read.The person in charge didn't know what was going on, he just thought that Junhou was going to call Shen Yuzhu to sleep again, and he pulled the sleepy Shen Yuzhu up for a while to clean and comb, until it was nearly dawn, Shen Yuzhu sat down in front of Luo Yi, steaming and fragrant.

Shen Yuzhu yawned, "The new manager. I said you don't like this, but no one listens to me."

Luo Yi called someone in and ordered the steward's nose to be cut off.

This is the second time this month.Everyone in Luo's mansion knew that bathing the stable boy was extremely dangerous.In less than three times, the person in charge of this matter had his eyes gouged out, his hands chopped off, or even killed with a cane.Slaves are as cheap as cattle and horses, and it is very common for the master to say life and death casually.

Shen Yuzhu watched coldly, waiting for Luo Yi to get tired of his perfunctory, and gave him his death without hesitation.But the more he disregarded life and death, the more Luo Yi refused to allow him to fulfill his wish.They are completely different people. One of them has to earn a living when he is at the end of the mountain, but the other loves to stretch his nature between heaven and earth, and is willing to drift with the tide.They insist on judging others by themselves, and they are suspicious of each other. They can neither understand each other nor understand their own hearts.

But this does not prevent them from sharing the leisure of the late spring in the long night of overwhelming drama.Until the intoxicated spring breeze was so drunk that Luo Yi couldn't help but linger, and propped his head on one hand, looking boredly at the dark sideburns of the person opposite:

"Shen Yuzhu," he asked sincerely, "isn't it hard to bear the shame and pretend to be innocent?"

Shen Yuzhu just looked down at the book and chuckled lightly.

The so-called face head, the face is taken from the beauty of appearance, and the head is taken from the beauty of hair.His looks are natural, but if he hadn't been full of blood and health, he had a broad heart and a fat body, he would never have such dark and beautiful hair.The humiliation and hard labor imposed on him were easily brushed away by him like dust.Luo Yi never thought of such an insensitive attitude towards suffering, which made him redoubled his dissatisfaction and resentment—the perpetrator is more rigid and persistent than the victim.This may seem absurd, but it is the most common thing.

Hatred doesn't help.Shen Yuzhu said to himself.For a man like him, admitting to hating someone was more embarrassing than admitting to loving someone.Anger is nothing but the fear of one's own inadequacy, and hatred is nothing but secret envy of the superior.How could he admit that he possessed such unseemly qualities?

What he needs is patient dormancy, calm calculations, and an opportunity to win with one move if he is caught off guard.

What Luo Yi didn't know was that in every seemingly endless night, Shen Yuzhu was lying on his back on the sour and damp firewood in the stable alone with his hands on his pillow, enduring the exhaustion and numbness of his limbs, staring at The indomitable spiders spinning and weaving webs on the rafter beams are struggling with the meager hope... Close your eyes and imagine the white clouds between the mountains, the fragrant grass on the moor, the mountains rushing to the sea, the sand rising and the clouds moving, The rain is ringing, the trees are dying, the valleys are mostly, the stories of people, all kinds of shocking, astonishing, pitiful and lovely shapes*...those hearty freedom that he is nostalgic for endlessly...

Although he didn't want to admit it, some of these wonderful visions that comfort the soul are inevitably related to Luo Yi.

one day...

"—Sir, the man has been brought!"

There was a long report from a warrior next to his ear, only a lot of chaotic sounds could be heard, someone's armor hit the ground, and there was a clear clang.

Shen Yuzhu opened his eyes.

*"...So I let the waves and twisted the tiller, indulged in the mountains and rivers, traveled to the lands of Qi, Lu, Yan, and Zhao, and looked at the deserts. What I saw were mountains rushing to the sea, sand rising and clouds moving, rain singing and trees dying, valleys mostly, Characters fish and birds, everything can be astonishing..." The original text comes from "Xu Wenchang Biography" written by Yuan Hongdao in the Ming Dynasty.