Chapter 173: If you are affectionate, you will kill yourself
"Little... Why are you here too? Yang Jiu exclaimed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It turned out that the figure who crossed the roof before was Xiao Ye'er~ It's not far from him, it seems that most of them have been following him for a while~ But, why? Tail line idiot? ovo
Regarding the surprise that seemed to burst out naturally in Yang Jiu's eyes, An Lingye was noncommittal.
"I was on this street just now, and I had already left, but I heard something interesting and came back to take a look." Because there were only a few people on the roof, An Lingye had no intention of hiding his identity.
Yun Wuxiu heard that the person who came called himself "I", so he motioned for Yang Jiu to let him down and salute. Yang Jiu was originally unwilling, but although he was already "disrespectful" to An Lingye in private, he had never given face to this son of heaven on the surface, so although he was aggrieved in his heart, he could only reluctantly let go of the person in his arms.
When he was out of the house, he had a private meeting, An Lingye could actually avoid these false courtesies, but when he saw Yang Jiu carefully helping the man with an extraordinary temperament to stand firmly, with a worried and tender look on his face, he instantly changed his mind.
"The grass people meet the emperor."
An Lingye's eyes flashed slightly, and for the first time, he glanced at the man who was saluting him with a bit of righteousness, this is not humble or arrogant, is it really a male pet who serves people with skin color? "No courtesy."
"Your Majesty." Yun Wuxiu straightened up, but because of the tilt of the roof and the unfavorable legs and feet, his body was uncontrollably crooked, but he was hugged by his waist in the next second, and then he was hugged horizontally.
"I'm sorry Brother Huang, Wuxiu twisted his foot, and the younger brother can only be rude."
"It doesn't matter." God knows how much he thinks this scene is! "It can be seen that You'er loves your pets very much."
Yang Jiu hooked his lips and smiled, looking at An Lingye, "Naturally, the person next to the pillow is used to hurt~" is a pun.
An Lingye didn't miss the instantaneous nakedness/nakedness/love/desire in Yang Jiu's eyes, and suddenly felt that the inexplicable irritability in his heart had calmed down a little, just a few points~
"What's going on with this lamp?" An Lingye looked at the lantern in Yun Wuxiu's hand and asked Yang Jiu. He didn't say it all, he didn't want Yang Jiu to think that he was spying on him, but he didn't know that Yang Jiu had already guessed it.
"Oh, I guessed the lantern riddle before and won, so I liked it a lot, so I didn't want to lose it when something happened, and I just left it here to save people."
An Lingye's eyebrows jumped, "Save people? Although I knew that it wouldn't be him, I inevitably contacted the one who helped to defuse the disaster......
"Yes." Yang Jiu's expression was natural, "A mother and son were almost trampled to death, and they really couldn't see death next to me, so they were sent to another street." ā
"Oh? Why didn't Brother Ke see You'er......"
Yang Jiu secretly thought to himself, he knew that An Lingye was doubting himself - because of this blank period under his eyelids! How do you answer yourself? Said that he had already left, and halfway remembered that the lantern fell here? Or do you continue to save lives and lead people over walls in some inconspicuous places?
"The younger brother has already come over, but he is encountering the power of the Divine Monarch, so it is difficult to show up." Although it is still empty words, it sounds reasonable.
Sure enough, An Lingye nodded, no longer entangled in this topic. He paused, presumably figuring out the wording, but seemed to finally decide to get straight to the point: "What do you think?" ā
"Huh? What do you think, is it this fire or the appearance of the Divine Monarch? ā
An Lingye was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that because he cared too much about the Divine Son, he actually ignored the source of all the incidents! As for the case of walking water, as long as you pay a little attention, it is not difficult to find that there is a problem, especially for people like him and Yang Jiu who have seen it with their own eyes!
Although the weather in the north is dry, it is still winter, and the first fires are inevitably too fast and fierce! The masses did not notice because of panic and conformity, but in fact, the speed of the spread of the fire in the back has been greatly reduced. An Lingye thought about it, this street is mostly shops, who has that identity to provoke others to burn the street to get rid of harm? Well, most of the plotters wanted to cause a riot...... And if you think deeper, it needs to be verified.
Thinking of this, An Lingye frowned. "I'm going to see it myself, and I'm going to go with you?"
"These things are not within the purview of my brother, so I will not participate in it, and I hope that the royal brother will forgive me."
An Lingye was suspicious, An Lingyou was really not curious or did he know something? But when he noticed the man in Yang Jiu's arms again, he suddenly had a thought-An Lingyou didn't just want to take this male pet back home for treatment as soon as possible, right?
An Lingye didn't say much, and nodded in agreement. Seeing that Yang Jiu was about to retire and leave, suddenly, he blurted out: "Xi'er is still below, he wants to see you." He himself was surprised for a moment, but he quickly let go.
Yang Jiu paused, looked at An Lingye, and suddenly smiled, "Yes, so am I, if I don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns." ā
An Lingye knew that it was the other party who said it to himself. In fact, it is less than a day before the early dynasty is separated, but An Lingye really has a sense of parting from the three autumns at this moment...... He suddenly remembered that two nights ago, he was fighting to the death with the dog-like man in front of him.
An Lingye suddenly felt a little tightness in his throat.
Huo Ran turned around and led the way first.
Yang Jiu was behind, smiling and following.
Yun Wuxiu's gaze seemed to inadvertently cross the curvature of the corners of the man's mouth, and then continued to bury his head.
Not long after, An Lingye took Yang Jiu to the place where he stayed before, and An Lingxi and the others were naturally still waiting in place. And the little guy was overjoyed when he saw An Lingye returning, and when he saw Yang Jiu who appeared after him, his big eyes were even more shining!
Seeing An Lingxi's reaction, His Majesty Emperor Zhao suddenly felt a little surprised. The little white-eyed wolf that he has raised for so many years was subdued by that bastard so quickly, can he not be angry? Okay, okay, that man is what everyone loves to do! Hum! (ā°_āÆ)
An Lingye, who was full of jealousy, pretended to be generous and agreed to An Lingxi, who was looking forward to it, and the latter immediately called out affectionately to Yang Jiu: "Baba! However, after Yang Jiu got closer, he finally saw that his golden seat had been occupied by someone - who was in Baba arms?!" Who is he? ā
Yang Jiu pondered for a moment, "The person you like." "Even if the little guy grew up in that big dye vat in the palace, it would be difficult for Yang Jiu to popularize the story of cucumbers and chrysanthemums to his son at such a young age, right? I had to change the word that the little guy could understand.
Like? An Lingxi tilted his head, "Did Baba kiss him?" ā
Yang Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't cry or laugh, this is really digging a hole for himself!
"Ahem, kissed." He suddenly thought of the incense stealing at Anru Xue's birthday banquet, and his heart was itching, so he quickly cut off the topic, "Baba can't hold Xi'er now, and Baba still has some things to go back to first......"
Before Yang Jiu could finish speaking, An Lingxi immediately made a bitter little face, "Huh?!" Baba doesn't accompany Xi'er... And the father? Xi'er just saw Baba! "The little one cleverly piggybacks on his father.
Yang Jiu looked apologetic, "Next time, next time Baba will accompany Xi'er well." Now Xi'er will give Baba a kiss~"
An Lingxi pursed his lips and thought about it for a while, and finally reluctantly compromised, "Okay......" and then kissed the big face sent to him, which was considered revenge. Then Yang Jiu kissed An Lingxi again, and finally gave An Lingye an ambiguous look before leaving. Although this festival suitable for reunion is a good choice to accompany An Lingye and An Lingxi, Yun Wuxiu's sprain worries him very much, and so many things have happened, he estimates that An Lingye is not in the mood, and the previous doubts may have disappeared a little~
Leaving that corner, Yang Jiu gradually entered the bustling flow of people on the main street. Yun Wuxiu tilted his head and didn't speak, and Yang Jiu didn't want to speak for the time being, only pointing and pointing at passers-by.
After walking a distance, Yang Jiucai stopped at a corner on the side of the street where there was relatively little crowding, and said to Yun Wuxiu: "There is a finger-thick bamboo tube in my clothes, my hands are inconvenient now, you can help dig it out." ā
āā¦ā¦ Good. Saying that, it didn't seem that much psychological construction was needed, and Yun Wuxiu swapped the handle of the lantern into the hand on the inside, "The prince is offended." Then he directly opened Yang Jiu's shirt and reached in, but the touch of his fingertips made him stunned.
Except for the outer robe, this man was wearing only one layer of profane clothing! And it seems to be the material of summer, through the light and silky fabric, the man's body temperature is transmitted to him almost without discount, and in this winter, it is almost to burn people.
The pause was only brief, and Yun Wuxiu began to grope for it.
Yang Jiu paid attention to the look of the young man in his arms, the shyness and crampedness he was expecting were not half a point, it was really sad~" A little more down. ā
Yun Wuxiu cooperated without hesitation, but due to the restrictions of his posture, it was difficult to go deeper, and his movements were inevitably bigger.
"What are those two people doing?"
"Don't look! Tsk, it's like the world is going down, the world is going down, it's going down......"
Yang Jiu's face darkened for a while, the numbness of labor and management is facing you with their backs, what do you all have in your brains?! Convex (č¹)
Yang Jiu turned his head suddenly, glared at a few people behind him fiercely, that fierce expression really scared a few people who ate melons, and before they could come back to their senses, there was a black shadow flashing in front of them, and then they looked at it, the person who was standing there just now was no longer there!
"We're not bumping into ghosts, are we?" Unclear and creepy.
But none of this was Yang Jiu's business, he had already flown to the roof of a three-story attic with Yun Wuxiu in his arms at this moment and sat down. Because it was easy to adjust his posture when he sat down, Yun Wuxiu quickly felt a hard pillar (ovo, you must not have thought much about it, did you?). I took it out, but I was suddenly grabbed by the wrist. He looked up at Yang Jiu, with no doubts or dissatisfaction, and he was always unfazed.
Yang Jiu looked at Yun Wuxiu fixedly for two seconds, and then sighed in a low voice. "Hey, isn't the charm of this king of all the right thing for you? Sometimes when I see you, I am thinking about whether to find a pretty monk to try my hand and see, is the monk more desireless than you, or are you more ruthless than the monk? ā
Yun Wuxiu smiled elegantly, "The prince is serious, Wuxiu is just an ordinary man, and he also has joys, sorrows, and thoughts, but in general, he is a little lighter than ordinary people." ā
Yang Jiu let go of the hand holding Yun Wuxiu, and instead pinched the smooth jaw of the person in his arms, raised it slightly, and asked with a wicked smile: "Then, this king may lead Wuxiu to be happy and think about Wuxiu?" ā
Yun Wuxiu smiled silently.
Yang Jiu deliberately sighed regretfully, "Wuxiu, as a member of the backyard competition for favor, you can't even please at the very least, are you really waiting to be locked up in the firewood room~" After a pause, Yang Jiu looked at the brightly lit night scene, "Before, this king seemed to like you very much, you said, how did you sit in this position without fighting or grabbing~"
Yun Wuxiu also turned his head to look at the condescending night scene. "The prince is wrong to love, and he is grateful."
"Yes." Yang Jiu's voice as light as a sigh dissipated with the night wind, and he suddenly grabbed Yun Wuxiu's hand again, to be precise, he grabbed the bamboo pipe in Yun Wuxiu's hand, twisted it at one end of the bamboo pipe, then opened the lid, and pressed it somewhere, and then, an extremely weak light shot out into the air, and a small three-colored flower bloomed.
"It's beautiful." Unexpectedly, Yun Wuxiu suddenly had this admiration. "It is said that Mr. Chu's ceremonial flowers are a must, and I know it when I see it, and sure enough."
Yang Jiu shouldn't, but asked thoughtlessly: "How did I spend my time in the house, I wasn't entangled by flies, right?" ā
"The prince laughed, how could there be flies at this time~"
Yang Jiu chuckled twice and said no more. He didn't believe that An Ruxue wouldn't move at all after so long! Regardless of whether he was Qu Gaoyang, the former commander of the Royal Forest Army who Anruxue stuffed into the palace, or the little flea sent again, Yang Jiu just felt for no reason that no matter what, as long as Anruxue made a move, Yun Wuxiu would be able to find out! Even if the other party is just a scumbag who doesn't go out of the door and doesn't step out, and has no power to restrain the chicken!
The two stopped talking. It wasn't long after the flare was released that a breath quickly approached. After the visitor stopped, he could see clearly that it was Chiyang, who had been scattered by the crowd, and the light dust that was held by him.
"Master."
"Lord Wang." Qingchen looked Yang Jiu up and down, and was relieved to see that the other party was not injured.
"It seems that there is no interest in continuing to have fun today, Wuxiu is injured, I will take him back to the house first, and Xiaochen'er will be with me. Chiyang, you will go to find the scattered people, mobilize you to do it yourself, and let them all go home. ā
"Yes."
The men got off the roof and separated.
Because there was one more light dust, Yang Jiu would not be able to perform light skills, but fortunately, there was not much distance in the palace. On the way, Yang Jiu mentioned the following things to Qingchen, involving the rewards and punishments corresponding to the performance of the master and servant tonight, and the specific arrangements were still given to Qingchen.
What Yang Jiu didn't know was that not long after he left, An Lingye walked out of the shadows of a second-floor verandah not far from the attic where he was just staying, and the brilliance hit his handsome face, which was dark and difficult to see.
"Both sides follow." He commanded Nighthawk standing behind him.
Nighthawk led the order to retreat, and after a deployment to his subordinates hidden in the shadows, he sneaked into the night again, dedicated to protecting An Lingye's safety. And An Lingye and the others went to the place where the fire started before. As he walked, he remembered that he hadn't asked Yang Jiu about his opinion on the appearance of the Divine Son, but he was relieved when he thought about it again, even if what the person said was out of the sky, how much was it true? Scold.
Just like what he keeps saying he likes, hypocritical and cheap.
The lights of this damn city are too bright, and the pictures of the two people's affection just now are all in full view, which is simply laughing at his decision to leave the palace tonight! However, it's not bad, it's a little gentler than a slap in the face, and it's worth the trip to witness the appearance of the Divine Son......
Well, sure enough, the mood is still very grumpy!
An Lingyou, go! Convex (č¹)
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The next morning.
The case investigated by the emperor himself is all about efficiency - the fire started in a winery, and it was a complete accident. This also seemed to explain why the fire started so quickly at the beginning, but whether it was really just because of this, Yang Jiu had reservations, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Maybe it's really that simple and clear, maybe it's inextricably linked, but for the time being, I can't see how much it has to do with him, so he naturally doesn't need conspiracy theories, right? If he really cared, he wouldn't have completely left it alone last night.
If he had to say it, he asked Chiyang to report to everyone of him last night, and what was more worrying was that almost everyone was scattered. In other words, during this time, no one knows who went where and what they did. However, Liu Lianxiang and one of their three-person team named Tian Yusheng should be excluded, because he was with Xi Linfeng. In this regard, Xi Linfeng also asked Chiyang to convey his apologies and promised to protect the people of the palace, but only one was protected.
However, it's really a shame that these guys who have been washed up still have some brains, and they know how to pick a place with a lot of people to go to the palace, otherwise the appearance of these male pets is one top and the same, but what will happen if it is really uneven~ Of course, it also reduces Chiyang's workload.
Just thinking about these haves and haves, Yang Jiu felt a vague gaze, and as soon as he raised his head, he met An Lingye's cold gaze, but the other party didn't look at him more, as if the staggered gaze just now was just an accident.
It stands to reason that Yang Jiu is also accustomed to this situation, even if the two of them sleep together every night, the next morning to the little unconscionable person is still a serious and rejecting poker face, and occasionally a few smiles are just what the other party means after he takes the initiative to be a knife. But Yang Jiu has a good mentality, isn't he just arrogant, he can eat it, and he likes it when he looks at his cold face! However, that look in his eyes just now was really cold, which gave Yang Jiu the illusion that he was a ruthless and negative man......
He began to examine what he had done lately.
After thinking about it, he estimated that the Shenzi who should still appear suddenly stimulated a certain nerve of An Lingye~ Tsk, I really don't feel tired. ā®( ̄_ ̄)ā
āā¦ā¦ King You single-handedly defeated Yan Zhi Mangshi, who was the first person in my court's martial arts, and King You was the governor of the Ministry of Supervision of the Army, so the minister recommended King You and the Ministry of War as the chief examiner of the martial arts examination to demonstrate, encourage and be fair. ā
"The minister seconded the proposal."
Then several more ministers came forward to second. Among them, of course, most of them are from the An faction, but there are also a few neutral factions, although the person who proposed it is Sima Zhao's heart, but the reason for this recommendation is also high-sounding, quite a bit of clear eyes.
Although Yang Jiu was named halfway before returning to the current court discussion, it did not prevent him from immediately grasping the situation. In fact, this matter was brought up a few days ago, but it has been consumed. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that after the last Wang Xuli incident, the military department that was already separated from the An clan completely broke away from the camp of the An family, and this crisp and neat attitude is really not difficult to make people guess who gave him an olive branch full of easter eggs. And this is self-evident, just look at An Lingye's efforts to ensure that the military department follows the ancestral system to preside over the martial arts this time.
The people on both sides quarreled because of him, but Yang Jiu, the party, was the most leisurely and had no desires, anyway, he also knew that it was unlikely that he would be the examiner. After all, the ancestral system is in front, and An Lingye will be invincible as long as he bites him to death. Hawkers, in fact, for Yang Jiu, it's good for his wife to open the forest~ā®( Ģā½ Ģ)ā
An Huai, who was at the front of the team, took advantage of the fact that the people above didn't pay attention and quickly glanced back, and saw Yang Jiu, who was standing lazily and his eyes wandering, with a look of hatred that iron could not become steel!
"There has never been such a precedent in our dynasty, and there is not much time, and it is probably inappropriate to rush to take up the post, and we need to think about it in the long run." The implication is that we have to wait until the next martial arts in three years!
Every time it is the same excuse, the proposer is not surprised at all, he raised the Chao Wat, obviously there is a-for-tat rhetoric behind him. However, before he could speak, His Majesty Emperor Zhao raised his hand to stop him. "Well, this matter has been decided, so don't mention it again unless there is a special situation. Anything else to do? It's not good to be too scoundrel, so An Lingye added a euphemism of "no special circumstances".
The minister's words were choked back. Okay, this time it's just a final word! However, that is the king, since he has released an ultimatum, he can't get too far with his black gauze hat~
After going down, Yang Jiu went straight to Cining Palace, and then went out of the palace and returned to King You's Mansion. He has already asked An Ruxue for advice, and he stayed in the mansion yesterday to relive the taste of home, so during this time he wants to go back to Youwang's Mansion to get drunk and dream of death, ah no, looking for the first touch!
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Yang Jiu's broad palm supported a white foot, and the other hand was placed on the ankle to release electric heat, of course, in the eyes of people who didn't know the truth, this was healing with internal force.
"Looks so much better today." Yang Jiu said.
Yun Wuxiu smiled lightly, "Yes, thank you Lord Wang." After thinking about it, he added, "The prince's method works very well." ā
Yang Jiu knew that Yun Wuxiu was talking about the method of alternating cold and hot compresses.
"What do you say about you, I was shocked when I took off your socks last night! You're good, like you're okay from start to finish! "Yang Jiu is not angry now!
"It wasn't a big deal, and it's been solved now."
Looking at Yun Wuxiu's light and breezy appearance, Yang Jiu was almost laughed at angrily! What's in this head?! No matter how you look at the logical direction, it's different from ordinary people, right?
"I can't wait to crush this pig's trotter!" Yang Jiu gritted his teeth when he said!
Yun Wuxiu smiled disappreciatively, "The prince's subordinates are merciful~"
Yang Jiu rolled his eyes, pressed the urge to destroy the flowers with his spicy hands, and began to concentrate on treatment. After a few minutes, Yang Jiu let go, put on the white socks for Yun Wuxiu, and gently and carefully put his feet into the warm and light duvet.
Raising his eyes and seeing Yun Wuxiu, who was afraid of cold, tightly wrapped in the quilt, Yang Jiu suddenly felt a softness in his heart. It's a bit annoying at times, but this kid is unexpectedly cute in some places that he may not even know about......
Sometimes, you will feel that his calmness and calmness are like an old man who has precipitated all kinds of life, and sometimes, he will be like a fragile and defenseless child. It can not be said that it is a combination of contradictions, but it appears in a very harmonious body, which is probably the so-called ...... Contrasting cute? o_o
"What is the prince looking at?" After being watched for a long time, Yun Wuxiu couldn't help but remind him.
"Look at a delicate and frail white chopping chicken that is easy to push down."
Yun Wuxiu was stunned, "......" and then speechless.
"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." Yang Jiu flicked Yun Wuxiu's head, and then got up, "Tomorrow the blood should be almost gone, I told my subordinates to take good care of you, and you yourself should be careful not to toss around." ā
"Lord Wang, this is?" Yun Wuxiu heard the meaning of the strings.
"I've got something to do away with for a while." Yang Jiu generously admitted, hooked his lips and smiled, "Don't miss my brother too much~"
"There is no order."
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After Yang Jiu left, Yun Wuxiu looked at the lanterns hanging on the wall, slightly distracted.
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The next day, there was a situation in the court where King Youwang was absent on sick leave. After the next dynasty, some people went to Youwangfu to visit the sick but were politely rejected by the people in the palace, saying that the wind and cold were terrible and afraid of infection, and refused to see guests.
Suddenly, everyone's hearts brightened.
King You's whereabouts are a mystery, and outside, the news of the Son of God occupies the center of the conversation in the entire imperial capital!
At this juncture, where did King You go? And what to do?
Inside and outside the court, speculation abounded.
(I didn't pay attention to the little angel reward when the last chapter was issued.,Here's a word to add.,Thank you for the book friend Leo Lei Jizi and mm head for the reward!) In addition, Ah Qi wants to say sorry, I just know that there are also people reading Ah Qi's text on QQ reading! I also saw a few familiar IDs in the group...... Thank you for ā your tips! I am so touched, I love you so much! (To be continued.) )