The next day Zhao Feihong got up early, packed his bags, pasted a note on the door, asked his neighbors to take care of him, took Meng Zhe all the way out, and took a boat north on the Lu River to the capital.
It was the spring drought period, and the ice at Fengshan Mountain in the upper reaches of the Hanjiang River had not yet broken, and the water was less than six feet shallow. The reeds were all yellow and faded, and occasionally a few water birds flew by. Zhao Feihong took the big boat first, and there were many people going to Jiangzhou in the first wave of going north, all of them were merchants and peddlers, the big boat was bustling with people, it was very noisy, and there were people everywhere.
Zhao Feihong sat in a remote place in the boat, with his hands on his knees, as if he was practicing kung fu, and he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. You Mengzhe went to the side of the canopy of the cabin, cut a hole in the bamboo strips, and looked out at the scenery.
"Boy." An old man at the side handed over a bag of peanuts and said, "Here for your father."
You Mengzhe touched Zhao Feihong with his elbow, and said casually, "Hey, Dad."
Zhao Feihong hurriedly took Peanut and nodded his thanks. He poured two glasses of wine with the old man and chatted casually. Someone asked him where he was going. Zhao Feihong said: "Take him to Beijing to visit friends."
"Young man." The old man stroked his beard and said, "It's good to take a walk often, what about his mother?"
You Mengzhe said: "My mother is turned up, he is my mother's concubine."
Old man: "..."
Zhao Feihong said, "I am his master."
The old man said again, it's okay, as a teacher for one day, a father for life, Zhao Feihong talked very gracefully, the two chatted a few words, all the passengers in the cabin stopped talking, and the whole cabin listened to Zhao Feihong and that The old man chatted.
"Only when the world is peaceful can there be disturbances in the rivers and lakes." The old man laughed.
Zhao Feihong said: "It's been like this since ancient times. The world is chaotic and the outside world is in trouble, and the affairs are in peace. If it is not for the governance of the world, how can the warriors of the Central Plains have the intention to work hard?"
You Mengzhe saw that the old man was carrying a medicine basket on his back, and he had a herb picking hoe pinned to his waist. He guessed that he was a doctor. He was used to seeing martial arts people fight and he had treated many patients.
A woman laughed and said, "My son likes to hear stories about martial arts heroes."
Everyone said yes, yes, and a young man laughed and said, "Flying over the eaves and walls, practicing lightness kung fu, stealing imperial palace jade seals at night, are these all true?"
Zhao Feihong smiled and said, "If you believe it, it's true. If you don't believe it, it's not the case."
The old man took a sip of his wine and said: "The court, the rivers and lakes, any turmoil, have nothing to do with the common people."
Zhao Feihong nodded and said: "That's exactly what I said, everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear, who cares about the emperor of Longting, who is the leader of Jianghu?"
You Mengzhe heard it amused, threw a peanut into Zhao Feihong's mouth when he opened his mouth, flicked it, and just as Zhao Feihong was about to say something, the peanut flew and hit him on the lips with a whistling sound, and everyone burst out laughing.
"My son is naughty." Zhao Feihong said casually, "I'm laughing."
The passengers on the boat chatted again, Zhao Feihong didn't blame You Mengzhe angrily, and You Mengzhe didn't care, he moved a small bench and looked outside the tent. Zhao Feihong and the old man set up a scale, and sat and played chess with each other. Seeing his serious face, You Mengzhe couldn't help but want to punish him, but he didn't know how to torment him.
After a while, Yu Mengzhe got bored, he pushed left and touched right, Zhao Feihong didn't speak, he played chess with one hand, and blocked him with the other hand. Don't be surprised if you don't see it, it's self-defeating, You Mengzhe is bored, pointing and grabbing Zhao Feihong's sunspot.
The old man just laughed without saying a word.
Zhao Feihong said: "Watch the chess without talking, a real gentleman, don't mess around."
You Mengzhe couldn't help reaching out to rub Zhao Feihong again, rubbing and rubbing, wishing to get into his arms, Zhao Feihong restrained him with one hand, pinned his pulse and pressed on the chess scale, You Mengzhe finally stopped for a while.
"What exactly are you going to do?" Zhao Feihong said displeased, "Don't think you won't be beaten."
You Mengzhe said boredly, "Oh."
"Your apprentice is acting like a spoiled child." The old man smiled and said, "You can't even tell? End."
You Mengzhe blushed and sat on the bow of the boat. After a while, Zhao Feihong played chess with the old man. The awning boat docked, crowded with people. Several boats stopped at the Hanjiang Ferry outside Jiangzhou. It was You Mengzhe who arrived a few years ago. Jiangzhou place.
Zhao Feihong said as he walked: "Have dinner first, rest overnight in the city, and hire a car to take the official road to Beijing tomorrow... You Mengzhe! Take care of yourself!"
When Zhao Feihong yelled together his first and last name, You Mengzhe suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. He stopped picking at Zhao Feihong's shoulder and laughed loudly. Zhao Feihong grabbed his collar and put it on his shoulder casually. The two entered the city go.
Zhao Feihong didn't look like a hero of the martial arts lord at all. He was just a commoner, shoulder to shoulder with his little apprentice, and he couldn't tell what he looked like. Walking along the road, Meng Zhe told about the history of Jiangzhou City, and his eyes lit up when he heard it.
Zhao Feihong said: "Jiangzhou was called 'Yanzhifang' in ancient times. Two thousand years ago, it was just a small fishing village by the Hanjiang River, and it was also the southern border of the Northern Zhou Kingdom. Residents of the former fishing village crossed the river, picked red and blue flowers in Yunmengze Country in the south, and came back to make rouge. Once the business was connected, this place gradually prospered."
You Mengzhe said: "I know, there will be the Qiqi Rebellion later."
Zhao Feihong nodded and said: "The seven tribes of the Xiongnu captured Sili, the emperor fled, the northern economic, trade and agricultural city turned to Jiangzhou, the northern and southern rivers and mountains were divided into half, and the Central Plains fell into war. Sixty years later, the Southern Dynasty assembled a large army to counterattack and wiped out the Huns. Drive out of the Great Wall again."
Zhao Feihong put You Mengzhe's shoulders on his shoulders and walked across the bustling long street for ten miles. You Mengzhe listened intently, as if he was a gold and iron horse in troubled times, and a big picture scroll of fighting on the battlefield was in front of him.
Zhao Feihong smiled slightly and said, "Fantasy?"
You Mengzhe said, "You know so much."
Zhao Feihong said: "When I read this paragraph in a book, I thought just like you. Later, Jiangzhou gradually developed into the prosperous state it is now..."
Zhao Feihong and You Mengzhe were strolling around the market, You Mengzhe said, "What do you want to buy?"
Zhao Feihong said: "If you don't want to buy anything, I will show you. If you want to buy, you can do whatever you want."
"Here." Zhao Feihong smiled and said, "There are still elephants over there."
You Mengzhe looked up and saw that the merchant from the Western Regions was still there, as was the elephant, and said, "I know that thing, a monster from the Southern Man. His elephant will sell for a thousand taels of silver!"
Zhao Feihong made a surprised mouth and said, "I can't earn so much in my whole life."
You Mengzhe laughed, and the two came across the market. Zhao Feihong put one hand on You Mengzhe's shoulder, and touched the elephant's trunk with the other, as if teasing it.
You Mengzhe said: "Why are you so poor?"
Zhao Feihong sneered: "Money and wealth are foreign things, and the poor will be poor, but they can also support you."
You Mengzhe: "Is your brother quite rich?"
Zhao Feihong said: "Yuanshan's family is a big family in Xichuan, and they moved to the capital later. They are indeed very rich."
You Mengzhe said: "Why don't you ask him for some money? He is so rich and you are so poor, how did you know him?"
Zhao Feihong raised his eyebrows and said, "A thousand pieces of gold is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find. Is there any reason to treat friends with the rich or the poor?"
You Mengzhe stopped at a rope stall, which sold sword tassels, knife tassels, dagger scabbards inlaid with gemstones, scabbards, etc. In a peaceful and prosperous age, there were young masters who loved sabers everywhere, and the spirit of knight-errants was in full swing. , Even the business of weapon accessories is very good.
"How do you sell this?" You Mengzhe picked up a dagger sheath and asked casually.
"Two taels of silver." The boss smiled and said, "Young Xia is looking for good stuff."
"Two taels!!" You Mengzhe exaggeratedly shouted: "Two taels of silver, I can pack you a box!!"
Zhao Feihong: "..."
In the past, You Mengzhe said that he couldn't just take out five taels of silver ingots and throw it on the stall, saying that he didn't need to look for it. However, following Zhao Feihong these days, he unknowingly likes to bargain. Zhao Feihong haggled with an indifferent demeanor, as if he was teasing when he was joking, but You Mengzhe had a strong sense of philistinism when he haggled the price, showing a slick air.
Zhao Feihong: "What do you want the scabbard for?"
You Mengzhe said casually: "Give it away, that's all, don't buy it from him, go to another place to have a look."
The boss hurriedly said: "Hey brother, can you give me a price..."
Zhao Feihong and You Mengzhe walked away for a while, and then turned back with their shoulders crossed. You Mengzhe said, "What is this for?"
You Mengzhe pointed to a circular arc made of silver foil, and the boss said: "This is called a stick waist. There are two eyebrow-level sticks inlaid on it, which is very majestic! My brother, you and your father and son both use sticks, it's perfect! Five dollars A piece of silver!"
You Mengzhe squinted at Zhao Feihong, both of them had their weapons slanted behind their backs, Zhao Feihong's was a black gold stick, and You Mengzhe's was a bamboo stick. Zhao Feihong said: "You can buy as much as you like."
Four pieces of silver foil, two taels of silver, You Mengzhe said, "I'll give it."
Zhao Feihong took out a small silver ingot and threw it on the stand. The boss smiled and took over the two weapons. There was an anvil and a small stove behind the stand. He beat it and burned the foil on the head and tail of the stick a few times. You Mengzhe interacted with his hands, swung it in a circle from the front to the back, and then back from behind the shoulders, the silver light shone, and everyone in the market applauded loudly.
Zhao Feihong played a flower stick, and the Wujin stick shone like a silver moon, which was even more exciting.
You Mengzhe said: "Where's my silver taels? Give me back some, and I'll buy some as gifts."
Zhao Feihong put away the Wujin stick, and said with a smile: "Be merciful everywhere, you can buy it, you can afford it."
You Mengzhe chose a knife fringe to give to Yu Changqing, and an exquisitely crafted dagger scabbard for Sun Bin, and a sword fringe knotted with the same heart in Kowloon for You Gutian, but he didn't know what to give to Yu Wenhong. When he was in trouble, he suddenly saw a pair of Brass finger cots, only index and middle fingers.
Zhao Feihong said: "This is for practicing the Vajra Finger."
"Guest officer has good eyesight!" said the boss.
Zhao Feihong: "It doesn't matter if you want to send one to Yu Wenhong."
You Mengzhe counted, and there was a total of eight taels of silver. Zhao Feihong bargained for a while, and the seven taels were settled. You Mengzhe said: "I can't tell the tassels from the swords. Please help me carve a surname on the small jade plate in the middle."
The boss nodded, took a needle-sized carving knife to draw, and painted it with an ink pen. Zhao Feihong took You Mengzhe to the store.
A chicken is twenty cents, and the usual money is fifty chickens, and fifty chickens are one tael. There are three hundred and fifty chickens here! Thinking of it, You Mengzhe couldn't help but feel distressed, and then peeked at Zhao Feihong's face, feeling embarrassed to spend so much money.
However, Zhao Feihong is not like a poor person, and he doesn't live in a shabby place like Yu Changqing, and the food is not bad. He even took You Mengzhe to a teahouse to listen to storytelling.
You Mengzhe listened to Mr. Teahouse's anecdote about the previous dynasty with great interest, but saw Zhao Feihong smiling. He guessed that he had heard it a long time ago, but he just brought himself to play.
After listening to the book, on the second night of the Lunar New Year, the bazaar was bustling like daytime, and Huajinlou also had a semicolon in Jiangzhou, You Mengzhe took the initiative and said: "Master, I invite you to go in for a drink and listen to music, this is my family's property. "
Zhao Feihong said lightly: "Go and play by yourself, I will wait for you outside."
You Mengzhe: "I really went in."
Zhao Feihong stretched his sleeves and stood at the door. You Mengzhe had no choice but to come out and drag him behind, saying, "Forget it."
That night, he went back to the inn to rest. There were two beds. You Mengzhe lay on the bed but couldn't sleep.
Cannons were still being fired outside, Zhao Feihong said coldly, "Sleep well."
You Mengzhe tossed and turned, thinking that Zhao Feihong was so kind, he had to find a way to give him something. But what to give him? Nothing is my own, the money belongs to my father, the baby is either my mother's or it comes out of the Qinghua Palace, nothing is my own, even I was raised by You Gutian - I have nothing.
But who really owns it? People have nothing since they are born, and even this body is given by their parents. You Mengzhe was thinking wildly, but while Zhuanyang Gong was still there, he tricked Zhao Feihong into double cultivation a few more times, um, that's it.
The next day the two left Jiangzhou City, Zhao Feihong hired a car to go to the official road, and was expected to arrive in the capital ten days later, You Mengzhe sat in the car, half asleep and half awake, but the car was cleaned up, the driver was a deaf-mute old man, His car was the cheapest, and other people didn't hire his car when they went to Beijing. Firstly, it didn't make sense, and secondly, they were afraid of being robbed on the road.
Zhao Feihong gestured a few times, could speak dumbly, and possessed strong martial arts and was not afraid of being robbed, so the old horse and the old coachman went to Beijing all the way.
There is a narrow couch, two benches, and a small charcoal stove built into the carriage. It snowed last night and it was a bit cold outside. When the sky was bright and the curtains were drawn, You Mengzhe sat in the carriage and took a nap, nodding to Zhao Feihong tilted his body and woke up, but he didn't open his eyes.
Zhao Feihong's body was very warm and had a masculine air. You Mengzhe just wanted to get into his arms and let him hug him.
"What are you doing again?" Zhao Feihong said, "Sit down according to the rules and don't move around."
As soon as You Mengzhe was restless, Zhao Feihong noticed it, rubbed and drilled, Zhao Feihong reached out to get the stick, You Mengzhe quickly shrank into the corner. What kind of calculation
You Mengzhe squinted his eyes, started to exercise, pondered over what he was thinking that day, mobilized his internal energy to move around his whole body, and squeezed his meridians. After brewing for a long time, he found a slight feeling of being obsessed.
You Mengzhe practiced Zhuanyang Zhenjue backwards once.
Yes... yes! That's what it feels like! Got it! You Mengzhe only felt his whole body start to feel hot, and his true energy rushed left and right in his dantian, and he immediately lost his temper! Not so much! He still vomits blood, how can he vomit realistically? You Mengzhe's true energy shook in his chest—nothing came out.
Shock again! no.
The infuriating energy has been messed up, the mobilization is not moving, there is a warm current in the nasal cavity, nosebleed? Really help me too! You Mengzhe sucked the nosebleed hard, and then sprayed it out in one gulp.
"Meng Zhe?" Zhao Feihong immediately noticed that You Mengzhe was as angry as a silk, leaning motionless in the corner of the carriage. Zhao Feihong touched his forehead and pulsed his pulse. He was shocked in his heart. This time was more dangerous than last time!
"Meng Zhe!" Zhao Feihong hurriedly hugged You Mengzhe, and after a moment of silence, he untied his robe.
So You Mengzhe got his wish! You Mengzhe waited until a while after Zhao Feihong entered, Fang hugged his neck panting, moaning in a low voice.
Zhao Feihong was at a loss what to do, You Mengzhe came up to kiss again, so he could only respond with his eyes closed.
"Master..." You Mengzhe panted.
Zhao Feihong: "..."
Zhao Feihong's chest was bare, his face was flushed, he had already ejaculated once, You Mengzhe breathed well, he was all right, but he reached out to hug him again, Zhao Feihong could only let him hold his neck, with an expression of not knowing what to do.
Acting like a baby, decisively took the opportunity to act like a baby. You Mengzhe has already learned.
In the following time, You Mengzhe was still clingy at first, but he was brewing again the next day, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Feihong didn't say anything, took off his clothes and belts, and practiced double cultivation.
You Mengzhe gradually grasped the pattern, no matter how much you use it, you can't use up the nosebleeds, and you can bleed whenever you want, because men have yin essence in their bodies, and yin and yang complement each other, so they are balanced. If sexual intercourse is not restrained, the yin essence will be lost, and it will be easy to get angry. Ordinary people are fine, but You Mengzhe possesses Yang-transforming skills and Zhao Feihong's masculine energy in his body. He has a dry physique, and a young man has a pure Yang body.
In addition, if the target of dual practice is a woman, it is okay to say that Yin and Yang complement each other, and after the ejaculation is released, a woman's Yin Qi can be balanced. Zhao Feihong is a man, and the Yin and Yang Qi in the body are gradually out of balance.
You Mengzhe wanted to come here from time to time, so he spat out blood, Zhao Feihong had no choice but to take off his clothes and practice with him, and then he didn't even tie his robes, but hung them loosely, showing his strong shoulders, which made You Mengzhe's heart flutter , So back and forth, the frequency of vomiting blood increased, and Zhao Feihong was almost beaten to death.
Zhao Feihong's body is full of true qi, and there is really nothing he can do. He only thinks that You Mengzhe's condition is not good, so he can't stop urging the driver to hurry up.
For two days in a row, You Mengzhe's legs were trembling a little, his face was flushed, he was wrapped in a robe, and he lay on the narrow couch panting.
The carriage was full of charming spring scenery, Zhao Feihong was already a little numb sitting on the side of the couch, if he continued playing like this, he would be driven crazy sooner or later. You Mengzhe took Zhao Feihong's hand, rubbing it back and forth between his fingers.
After a while, the thing under Zhao Feihong's crotch became hard again.
"Master." You Mengzhe lay on his side and looked at him, took his hand and shook it, and said, "Do you like me now?"
Zhao Feihong didn't answer, just hugging him with one hand, looking out of the window in a daze.
Another day passed, and You Mengzhe himself had to rest for a while. Indulging in lust... The result of excessive double cultivation is the pain in the backyard, and his face flushes when he lies down. He can still cultivate in his heart, but his body can't. It will also be bad.
Zhao Feihong didn't know what kind of idea this kid had in mind. He tried his pulse and found that his pulse was stable. He expected it to slow down for a few days. After noon that day, when the carriage entered Sili territory, Zhao Feihong ordered the driver to leave the official road and go to find the pulse. small town.
"Where are you going?" You Mengzhe asked.
Zhao Feihong said: "There is a fishing village in Yuejing Lake ahead, I will find something to eat to nourish your body."
The carriage stopped, Zhao Feihong put on his outer robe and belt, and said, "Go down and take a walk, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, enjoying the sun."
You Meng Zhe has gotten used to it these days, the more he pretends to be a sick patient and sympathizes with him, the less Zhao Feihong will make things difficult for himself. So I came down weakly, and after many days in the car, I didn't get much sun, and when I got out of the car, I had a wide view and a good heart.
I saw the spring breeze curling up on a big lake, blowing water patterns all over the lake, and there were many fishermen drying their nets in the distance, Zhao Feihong went to buy food, and You Mengzhe was lazily leaning beside the carriage.
The scent of flowers is entangled in the spring breeze and rushes towards you. You Mengzhe looks at Zhao Feihong's back, and his inner feelings are ready to move again. Zhao Feihong is buying soft-shelled turtles from the fishermen. Braised soft-shelled turtle, and then buy some rice to eat with You Mengzhe by the lake.
You Mengzhe looked at it for a while, and he couldn't express his liking in his heart, and suddenly wanted to double cultivate again.
So You Mengzhe climbed into the carriage, lay on his side on the narrow couch, and started to get lucky. Now he has perfected his skills in pretending to be obsessed, and his nose bleeds as soon as he thought about it.
Suddenly, I heard a silly voice from outside the carriage:
"The soft-shelled turtle is the best here. Legend has it that the emperor also came here... Brothers eat first, and then go to Beijing after noon..."
You Mengzhe recognized the voice, immediately he didn't bother to pretend, he quickly opened the curtain and said, "Brother Wang!"
"Ah?" The heavy-backed Yangzhou policeman stood on the side of the road and stared blankly at the car: "Brother Youxian! I miss you so much! Why are you here!"
You Mengzhe forgot that he was still suffering from nosebleeds, so he leaned against the car window with blood all over his face and said, "Are you going to Beijing at this time?"
Wang Tan laughed, You Mengzhe got out of the car to talk, the two chatted for a while, it turned out that Wang Tan got a letter from a businessman from Ting County who entered Yangzhou to do business, saying that You Mengzhe would go to Beijing on his own after the next year, and there was no need to wait any longer. Feihong asked someone to bring the message, so he took his brothers and set off for the capital.
They happened to meet on the road, and Wang Tan was still thinking about the benefits of Huajinlou. After You Mengzhe said hello that day, Wang Tan went to Huajinlou for free, and all escorts were included. Happy as if in heaven and earth. After the two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, You Mengzhe asked about Yu Changqing's recent situation. Wang Tan didn't know that he was there to meet.
"What's wrong with you? You were beaten?" Wang Tan asked, "Who beat you! My brother will help you out!"
Only then did You Mengzhe think of it, and casually wiped his face with blood, looking at Wang Tan like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Hey, it's nothing—it's a long story, pretending...you're just playing tricks. …”
While speaking, one hand was pressed on his right shoulder, and You Mengzhe's smile froze.
Zhao Feihong nodded towards Wang Tan, and You Mengzhe said, "Hehehe, this is my master."
Wang Tan: "Hehehe."
You Mengzhe: "Hehehe...hehe...hehe..."
After seeing Li, Zhao Feihong threw You Mengzhe into the car, took a deep breath, as if he wanted to scold him a few words, but couldn't find anything to say.
You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong with blood on his face.
"You... These days it's... you... I..." Zhao Feihong only felt that he should be the one who should vomit blood. Naihe spat out a mouthful of blood to his throat, unable to spit it out.
You Mengzhe didn't dare to speak, Zhao Feihong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Don't do this again, vomiting blood will hurt the lungs..."
You Mengzhe hurriedly said: "No, no, it's all nosebleeds, it's not a problem, it will come out after a little exercise. Master, don't worry."
Zhao Feihong: "..."