Food for the people

"Tomorrow Mr. Tang will hold a banquet in Yipin Building. If Prince Yan is fine, come and have fun. After the meal, you can go to Mingfeng Building. I heard that there are a few new girls in the building. They look first-class. One is good, the skin is so tender that water can be squeezed out, and the waist is like a willow branch. I heard that he can also dance that kind of Hu Xuan dance, which is so beautiful. How about it? Will Prince Yan want to show his face and play with us? ,ensure......"

A young man in Chinese clothes stood outside Yan Wang's mansion, leaning on a carriage inlaid with gold and wearing jade, looking at the person standing in front of him with burning eyes, talking about tomorrow's arrangements with some excitement, only waiting for the person in front of him to nod , he can go back and have an explanation with Tang Yu, and it's not in vain for him to go all the way.

Standing in front of him was not someone else, but Prince Yan, who is now under one person and above ten thousand in Yang Kingdom. Now that the new emperor ascended the throne, he immediately built a mansion for Prince Yan outside. The age of this Prince Yan is almost the same as them, he is the age when he loves to fight cockfights and lackeys, he should be able to play with them in the future, if he can call him together for anything in the future, he is not afraid of being scolded by his old man for not learning and not learning. surgery.

His abacus was crackling, and while talking, he looked up at Lord Nayan, and saw Prince Nayan was also standing on the steps looking at him from top to bottom, with a pair of glazed eyes looking at him with a slight smile No, the bridge of his nose is as sharp as a knife, his thin lips are slightly pursed, his body is long and straight, and he is wearing a black robe with dark patterns embroidered with gold thread in the sun, and there is a cold and noble air on his end, which makes the words behind him suddenly It got stuck in my throat and I couldn't speak.

He thought to himself, is this Prince Yan really the same age as him?Why is this gaze so sharp that it makes him feel a little scared, just like looking at his old man.

He shrank his neck involuntarily, and was lost in thought, when he saw there, Prince Yan gave him a cold look, and said, "I have something to do and I can't go to the banquet tomorrow, please tell Tang Yu."

How can Mr. Huayi dare to say more, he has never dealt with this Prince Yan very much, and when Tang Yu said that he would invite him to a banquet and said that Prince Yan was the same age as them, he only thought that this person was easy to talk to. If I had known that Prince Yan had such a scary temper, he would not have come here for a while, so he immediately nodded at the person and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the prince's business is important, I'll just talk to Tang Yu, so I won't bother you any more." , the prince rests earlier, I will go first."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands again, got into the carriage in a hurry, and let the coachman drive away.

After walking a long distance, he cautiously opened the curtain, looked back and said to himself, "This Prince Yan has such a scary temper, I really believe Tang Yu's evil."

The carriage quickly drove out of Lu Jincheng's line of sight and went away. Lu Jincheng entered Prince Yan's mansion expressionlessly and returned to his Linxiu Pavilion. In the small kiosk outside Xiuge, he was pouring tea for himself with a contented face. When he saw Lu Jincheng from a distance, he smiled and said, "Your lord drove him away?"

Lu Jincheng glanced at him and said, "You should go too."

Meng Zhao was completely unaffected by his expression, still drinking the tea in his hand with a smile on his face, and said, "It's boring for the prince to be alone. I'll drink tea and play chess with the prince."

Lu Jincheng stood outside the gazebo watching him, Meng Zhao sat where he was, and let him watch with a smile on his face. It took a long time before Lu Jincheng lifted his robe and sat next to him.

"My lord thinks Mingfeng Tower is not interesting?" Meng Zhao asked.

Lu Jincheng poured himself a cup of tea without looking up, and didn't answer or look at it.

Meng Zhaoguan's hair was high and his eyes were full of sly smiles: "I also don't think Mingfeng Tower is interesting, but there are many beauties in it, and it's okay to play around. The prince is not interesting at all?"

Only then did Lu Jincheng look up at him, and said, "What? Are you interested?"

Meng Zhao said with a smile, "My lord is just joking. I have a family. It's boring. No matter how many beauties there are in Mingfeng Tower, they are not as interesting as my family, Chu Xi."

Lu Jincheng took a sip of strong tea and said, "Then you have nothing to do, so you're going to take care of me?"

Meng Zhao shook his head: "How dare you, just to see the prince bored, and come to have fun with him. There is not even a bed warmer in the prince's backyard. Is there really no one who likes it?"

This is what Meng Zhao dared to say. If it was a different person, he would not dare to say such a thing in front of Lu Jincheng even if he had a little more courage.

"I have an appetite, can you go to Brother Huang and ask for it for me?" Lu Jincheng's eyes were hidden in the rising mist, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Meng Zhaojue still had a serious look on his face.

Meng Zhao shrank his neck, knowing that he had hit the spot. He naturally had no ability to go to the emperor to ask Lu Jincheng for a concubine Yan. Cheng's thoughts were only the emperor's intention, and Lu Jincheng didn't like it. He is now in his twenties, and Prince Yan's mansion has been completed. Not to mention the concubine, there is not even a concubine or a girl in the house. Meng Zhao is really curious. , this Prince Yan does not like the emperor's favorite person, or does he not like anyone.

Lu Jincheng took a sip of tea, looked past Meng Zhao and landed behind him, and said in a deep voice after a while, "I know the emperor is afraid, I don't care about this glory, if one day, I really meet someone I love, even It doesn’t matter if I throw away this glory, I don’t need someone who warms the bed, I’m weak, I just ask for a drink. I’d rather not wait until it’s too late.”

Meng Zhao was stunned, but he didn't expect that Lu Jincheng's words would ring true, and three years later, he was still alone.In Hanyang City, whether it is a lady or a young lady, there are countless women who admire King Yan, but no one can win his favor. Even the queen mother is eager to start making arrangements for Lu Jincheng's marriage.

Lu Jincheng was not in a hurry.

What he said to Meng Zhao was from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want to make the emperor jealous, but he was absolutely unwilling to let other people decide who would be his pillow.

It's the end of another year. After the emperor had a big banquet during the day, the queen mother invited him to a private banquet at night. Only after I went there did I realize that except for him, the rest were all courtiers' wives. What happened to her daughter, the queen mother smiled when she heard it, but Lu Jincheng was very annoyed.

He doesn't like them, he doesn't like any of these young ladies who are raised in deep boudoirs, whose words and deeds are drawn out by a ruler.

After finally waiting for the private banquet to end, he didn't even watch the Huazi in Guanyu Tower, and left the palace without stopping for a moment.

He was restless, and he didn't wait for the thirty-seven carriages, and walked quickly to Prince Yan's mansion. He just turned a corner when he was slammed into his arms.

The man was just as tall as his chest, the top of his furry head rubbed against his chin, and then raised his face, the sky was too dark, and the only moonlight didn't allow Lu Jincheng to see what this man looked like, but But he could clearly see the pair of eyes reflected in the moonlight. They were astonishingly bright, and there was still water vapor, like gems hidden in the water mist, shining brightly.

Lu Jincheng's chest contracted for a moment, then he laughed and asked, "How is it? Are you okay?"

The man covered his nose and hid his anger in his eyes, and said, "You idiot, why are you running, don't you look at the road?"

Lu Jincheng felt that he might have been bewitched by something, otherwise how could he be scolded so comfortably? He didn't care about the anger in this man's tone. Seeing him walking in the direction of Guan Yu Tower, he asked him with a smile Whether he was going to see Hanako, although he clearly guessed what the person was thinking, but the person made it clear that he didn't want to talk to him, and pulled the child next to him out of his sight.

Panting, Sanqi chased after him, and asked him if he thought the banquet in the palace was not interesting, of course it was not, he just saw an interesting person, but unfortunately he has already left.

Lu Jincheng smiled and turned to walk towards Prince Yan's mansion, feeling inexplicably that they would meet again.

And sure enough, more than a month later, when he looked down through the window upstairs in the tavern, he immediately recognized the pair of curved and shining eyes.

He didn't tell Qiao Yu that he was different from others from the moment he came into his sight.

Therefore, when he knew that both of Qiao's parents had died and he had only one younger brother, he made up his mind to treat Qiao Yu better. Be tempted for him bit by bit, excited and despicable at the same time.

Then he discovered something unusual about Qiao Yu.

Lu Jincheng has always known that Qiao Yu is very smart, and his head seems to be full of inexhaustible ideas, full of wonderful and unexpected ideas.

Later, Lu Jincheng discovered that although he was so smart and organized in everything, when he started to write, he was like a child who had just started to learn to write. The method of pen has to be considered several times before it can be determined.

These innocuous little problems are all cute to Lu Jincheng, but they make Qiao Yu full of strange contradictions in his heart, and they attract his attention more and more. He always has a sense of absurdity. Yu was at odds with them, including himself.

He doesn't have much awe for anyone, it's like he's born with a lack of awe.

No matter facing him or facing anyone, he was overly surprised by his performance.

Until they showed that they were together and went to Qingchan Temple together.

Qiao Yu asked for two cards, but Lu Jincheng did not refuse.

He seemed to know what Qiao Yu was going to do. Seeing that Qiao Yu had written his name on both sides of the sign, Lu Jincheng didn't read it, but he felt that something he had doubted for a long time had been confirmed.

He only called him Qiaoer, because he could feel that when he called him Qiaoer, Qiao Yu's eyes sparkled, and with the name Sheng'er, Qiao Yu would not even realize that he was calling him.

Lu Jincheng knew that his thoughts were a little crazy, but the more he was with Qiao Yu, the more those thoughts popped up in his mind.

Because he also knew that in Qiao Ling's house, there was not only a memorial tablet of Qiao's father and mother, but also an unnamed tablet, which was incensed by Qiao Ling.

Until the eve of Qiao Yu's birthday, he bought the Qiao Mansion and wanted to give Qiao Yu a surprise, but in the study that had been moved several times, he saw the signature Qiao Sheng.

He could tell at a glance that those were not Qiao Yu's words.

He thought about it for a long time, and asked Sanqi to take the plaque he hung in Qingchan Temple, but after Sanqi handed it to him, he let him take it away without looking at a word.

Because at that moment he realized that it didn't matter to him who Qiao Yu was.He wasn't sure who Qiao Yu was, but he was sure who the person he loved so dearly in his hands was.

As long as Qiao Yu loves him the same, there is no problem for him.

He only loves this person, and he doesn't love anyone else.

Lu Jincheng opened his eyes suddenly and woke up from his sleep.

It was still early, and a little light suddenly lit up outside, falling in through the window.

Lu Jincheng lowered his head and looked at his chest. Qiao Yu was lying in his arms, leaning on his shoulders and being hugged tightly by him. Wusi was entangled with his, half of his shoulders were bare, and he was sleeping soundly.

There were red marks from the shoulders to the neck, and it was self-evident that it was from whose hand, the warmth in Lu Jincheng's eyes deepened, and he leaned over and kissed Qiao Yu's forehead.

Qiao Yu just fell asleep for a while, let alone a kiss at this moment, even if Lu Jincheng picked him up and moved him to another place, he would never wake up to take a look, so Lu Jincheng was allowed to steal a kiss. Kiss, then hug him tighter, and said softly.

"Good Joe."

Although he was made to wait for 27 years, but in the end it was over, only this life, no one else.