Chapter 8 is at the beginning

"After assisting the prince for many years, is it still not as good as a rural village man?" The doorman was particularly angry on his face, his words were refuted several times, and he had already lost face, and then he looked at the person who refuted himself and didn't even dare to show his face, and he felt more and more hateful. "Hidden head and tail rat, are you that stronger than me?"

Everyone in the hall held their breath and looked at the lord of the throne, King Wenrui.

Sure enough, his face was very ugly.

Before Chu Fengge could say anything, he heard the person who was questioned say slowly, "How are you doing?"

The doorman said: "You have a competition with me, I win, you can pack up and get out, don't cheat here." ”

"Okay," Wei Heming stood still. "But if I win, you have to do something for me. ”

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ past life and present life++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

The bed in the wing room was not too big, and the two slept in two directions in order not to squeeze.

"Crane chirping?"

"Huh?"

"It's the first time I've slept with someone. There was a heavy smile in his voice.

"Me too. ”

"Crane chirping?"

"Huh?"

"I heard that you were admitted to the Guozijian, and we can all be together in the future. ”

"Yes, I will cover you in the future. ”

"Crane chirping?"

"Hmmm......"

"Crane chirping?"

“……”

Chu Fengge turned over and fell, and his hand covered the eyelids of the person beside him.

There is no fluttering.

Only then did Chu Fengge drag the person into his arms with satisfaction, he was still a ten-year-old child, with the sweet smell of dim sum on his body, and under his fair skin was warm flesh and blood, so fresh that he was reluctant to let go.

This man is his.

He watched him protect another man, like a worm that could not see the light, spied all his warmth, looked at him pale and weak, and fantasized a thousand times about dragging this man under him and ravaging and whipping him, but he did not dare to do it because of his half-dead appearance.

He watched him live, watched him die, watched him shine brightly, watched him fall and emaciated.

But in the end, he just watched.

He seemed to be enchanted, shouting in his heart and longing for his qiē, but he could only call him sir on his face, smiling and playing against him, as if they were just gentlemen's friends.

The man beside him whispered something in his dream, rolled over, and drilled into his arms.

Chu Fengge chuckled, his lips imprinted on his forehead.

Wei Heming, you'd better not keep me waiting too long.

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Since the Lingyin Temple overnight, Wei Heming and Chu Fengge's familiarity has skyrocketed, and there have been correspondence from time to time.

Wei Heming's time in Guozijian was quite moisturized, except that he was watched by Guozijian on the first day of school, and after a long time, it was okay. At least in Guozijian, no one will deliberately add homework to him.

It's just that the problem is with Chu Fengge.

Guozijian has a total of six schools, divided into Guozixue, Taixue, four studies, law, calligraphy, and arithmetic, with the highest status of Guozixue, only recruiting the children of upper-level officials, followed by Taixue and four schools, and when it comes to law, calligraphy, and arithmetic, that is, recruiting the disciples of lower-level officials and the children of civilians.

It is often said that things gather by like, and people are divided by groups, and this kind of class division directly leads the inmates to run their own circles in the school. Although Wei Heming often messes with Chu Fengge, he also knows the importance of connections, he talks wittily at a young age, and he cheats with the memories of his previous life, and he knows many ministers who will be officials in the same dynasty in the future.

Although the relationship is not very close, it is not far away.

But Chu Fengge has been alone in the Guozi Prison all the year round, and there is no one else around him except for the little guy.

Wei Heming pretended to mention it inadvertently, but his classmates hinted vaguely: "Everyone knows the attitude towards King Wenrui today, and my father also specially instructed me that it is best for this person to stay away." ”

He sometimes chatted with Chu Fengge, and a faint coldness would appear in Chu Fengge's eyes: "Now in this country's prison, those who understand things avoid me, and the stupid ones rush to me, do you really think I can't see such a face?"

When Wei Heming heard this, he became more attentive to him, but after a long time, Wei Heming discovered one more thing, that is, there was always a period of time when he couldn't find Chu Fengge.

No one knew his whereabouts, and when asked, he only said that there was something to deal with.

Wei Heming was a little puzzled, but he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, who didn't have something to say, even he wouldn't confess his experience in his previous life to Chu Fengge.

But Chu Fengge's unspeakable incident was bumped into by Wei Heming a few days later.

At noon that day, Wei Heming was tired from the back of his book, and he was wandering around in the Guozi Prison, but he heard some movement in the bamboo forest, and he could faintly hear the words "King Wenrui" along with the wind.

Wei Heming felt that something was wrong.

Walked into the forest within two steps, I heard the sound of the bargaining inside, Wei Heming looked fixedly, only to see a group of young people in brocade clothes pushing each other to change cups, you come and I are very skillful.

Wei Heming knew that it was some elderly prisoners who were feasting and drinking here, and kept in touch with each other.

It's just that what does it matter to King Wenrui?

Wei Heming took advantage of his small stature and walked inside, only to see Chu Fengge sitting on the most remote desk and pouring himself a drink, as if he was drinking alcohol, and there were two noble children sitting beside him, singing and talking lively.

"What are you talking about King Wenrui, it's just that it's just a good look on the face, in the future, who knows that the falling grass phoenix is not comparable to the last chicken?"

"What do you say, I think our little prince, even if it is a chicken, it is also a colorful golden chicken. ”

"Yo, why didn't Your Highness speak? ”

Too much deception.

Wei Heming frowned, looked carefully at the faces of the two people, and found that they were the two well-known sons of the queen's family.

Today's queen Lu came from a humble background, and several relatives were also unproductive, and they followed the chicken dog to heaven and mixed into the Xungui, acting quite a bit of a ninth-rate taste, and there was no one who was willing to be with her in the middle of the speed.

These two people are not very old, and their appearance is quite good, but the words they say are scathing, it is not like the prisoners of the Guozijian can say it, I think it is because I heard what the family said, so I deliberately came to bury Chu Fengge, looking at this, it is not the first time.

Only then did Wei Heming understand why Chu Fengge's temperament was quite gentle now, but he would become such a moody and scheming character in the future.

"I heard that the old King Wenrui is a generation of Confucian generals, presumably His Royal Highness is not bad at riding and shooting, why don't you point out to the two of us?"

"Alas, are you stupid, if the old King Wenrui really has the ability, will he still die in the hands of Beihu!"

"Yes, yes, it seems that you don't have to ask for advice......"

The two laughed.

Wei Heming saw Chu Fengge's gloomy expression, and he raised his cup and wanted to fall, obviously very angry.

"Why don't I teach you two?"

Wei Heming walked out from behind the bamboo forest, smiling and smiling, but the words he said were not very friendly.

Chu Fengge frowned: "Heming, you ......"

The two men screamed, "Who are you, how did you get into the banquet, and this is where you came from?"

Wei Heming only stared at the two of them: "Since the two of you are so disdainful of the old King Wenrui, they must also be able to ride and shoot, do you dare to try it with me?"

Wei Heming's movement attracted everyone to the banquet, and someone recognized him: "Isn't this the Wei family's little Xie Yuanlang?"

Wei Heming arched his hand calmly: "The late student strayed into the banquet, it was really an uninvited guest, and I ask you brothers not to be surprised." ”

Seeing that he was young, but his behavior was quite disciplined, everyone found it quite interesting, so they only smiled and saluted back, saying that it was not strange or not.

Besides, he is a member of the Lu clan who everyone doesn't like very much, and even more people want to see the excitement - if these two people have a fox friend and dog friend, they won't have the kung fu to sour Chu Fengge.

For a while, the two of them were quite difficult to ride a tiger, so they could only take advantage of some verbal advantages: "Although you are arrogant and rude, we don't want to bully the small, you better leave quickly." ”

Wei Heming had a certain number in his heart, and these two people might not be good at riding and shooting, so he took a step further and stepped forward and said, "Don't you dare?"

"Nonsense, we ......"

"Even so, why should you try it with him?" came a sleepy-eyed blue-shirted man from the crowd, holding a wine cup in one hand and a lazy look on his face.

"This ......" the two looked quite jealous.

The blue-shirted boy came over, patted Wei Heming's head lightly, and blatantly threatened: "Little brother, you have messed up my game, if you can't beat these two again, you can see." ”

The words directly turned these two people into "two".

Wei Heming bowed to him and apologized, and gestured to the two of them: "You two please-"

The group of sons and brothers went to the direction of the school field in a majestic manner, and Wei Heming did not forget to turn his head and made a reassuring gesture to Chu Fengge.

In the bamboo forest, only the leftovers were cold, and Chu Fengge, who was sitting on the original table.

Chu Fengge slowly raised the cup, drank the cold wine on his back, and put the wine cup back on the table steadily, only then did he show a smile.

It's a pity to set up.

Also cheaper than those two.

It's just that since he got what he wants most, forget it.

I'm afraid the rest of them won't have such good luck. He was never a man who kept old accounts, but once he was born again, they always had to go through the motions in front of him, reminding him of how they had offended him back then.

Then his revenge is a matter of course.

He put away his smile, put on a modest face, and got up and walked in the direction of the school grounds.