When Xie Yilu arrived, Zheng Xian was laughing and joking with a few actors. On the table was a half-played picture of promotion, with a bowl of soup on it. Tu Yao was sitting by the side.
Xie Yilu ignored him and sat down at a distance.
Zheng Mi and the others were laughing obscenely, probably muttering something obscene, Xie Yilu had a stern face, and realized that Tu Yao was looking at him, when he looked back, Tu Yao turned his face away again, several times, which was annoying.
At this time, Zheng Xian finally saw him, and called out warmly: "The spring hoe is here."
Xie Yilu didn't say a word, Zheng Mi was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows to blame: "Our family gave you a good face, didn't we?"
As soon as he said "our family", he was not very happy, but Xie Yilu was not afraid, and choked up: "Jintang took the blame for others, so why torture him to death?"
Zheng Mian slapped the table with a slap, shaking the soup in the bowl from side to side: "Who told him to be willing to top the bag!" He said viciously, "If you don't jail him this time, the mother will ride on our neck from now on. shit!"
The actors fell silent in fright.
What he said was reasonable, when Jintang went to Qu Shangshu's mansion, he probably knew his end, Xie Yilu felt a sharp pain in his heart: "Jintang is dead, can Liao Jixiang let it go?"
Zheng Mi laughed, and grabbed an actor at random and hugged him in his arms: "Is it my fault that his people brought it up by themselves?" He looked at Xie Yilu mockingly, "It's all the same. I'm soft," he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said earnestly, "Liao Jixiang is also reasonable."
There was a sudden chill on his neck, Xie Yilu stopped talking, Zheng Mi always reminded him of that incident, of Liao Jixiang's cruelty.
"By the way," Zheng Mi opened his eyes wide and told Tu Yao sharply, "That Qu Feng, I can't forgive you!"
Tu Yao stood up immediately: "Listen to Duke Du's orders."
"Jin Tang recognized him for him, it's not easy to do it on the bright side," Zheng Mi squeezed the actor's little face in his arms, and kissed, "You come up with a way to do it cleanly."
Qu Feng has been staying at home recently, and it is not easy to start, but Tu Yao has many methods, so he replied leisurely: "I obey."
Zheng Xian felt at ease in his heart, and as soon as he was at ease, he thought about playing. Looking at Xie Yilu's gentle and stubborn face, and then at the bowl of thick soup in front of him, he gave the little actors an evil wink: "Chun hoe Ah, come, this bowl of ginseng soup will nourish your body."
If it was other soup, Xie Yilu might not pick it up, but he heard that it was ginseng soup, so he walked over with some hesitation, without saying "thank you", he picked up the bowl and swallowed it "gudong gudong".
Tu Yao squinted at him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, whether it was ridicule or gloating, he shook his robe and got up to say goodbye to Zheng Mi.
Xie Yilu wanted to walk with him, but just as he took a step, he felt dizzy, let's say he was dizzy, and he was still a little lightheaded, his whole body was hot as if his bones were crisp. Zheng Mian and the little actors over there were "puchi" happy, and couldn't help laughing, Xie Yilu was so light-headed that he couldn't even hear their laughter, Zheng Mian covered his stomach and called the servants: "Go, help me go!"
The little fireman helped him to the back room, and Xie Yilu followed in a daze, until he was thrown head-first onto the bed, he was sluggish, unable to realize what was going on.
After a while, the door opened, and a boy carved in pink and jade came in. It was a young girl named Yu Jiaozhi next to Zheng Mian. He was quite charming, and he undressed while crawling on the bed. Xie Yilu was dizzy and didn't have a backbone, he just felt that the bottom was too hot, and he was sticking hard on the mattress. Yilu took off his trousers, and as soon as he took them off, he was taken aback. That guy was simply Yuchigong's golden mace and Erlang's whip. After that, Xie Yilu turned over and pushed him to the bottom.
"Ouch!" the little thing yelled, and as soon as he uttered a sound, Xie Yilu grabbed his mouth and kissed endlessly inside and out. The taste made Meng Lang feel as if he had been drunk with old wine, and the tenderness as if he had been smeared with honey. Being rubbed back and forth by two big hands, nothing happened, the middle of the crotch was rubbed wantonly and itched.
"Yangchun!" Xie Yilu yelled indulgently, the child was stunned, and then responded flatteringly: "Hey, darling!"
Xie Yilu frowned, but still caressed him in a daze, groped his small body from top to bottom, and when he touched the middle of his legs, he suddenly trembled and stopped: "No... No!"
Yu Jiaozhi was in high spirits, pulled him eagerly, and pushed his round buttocks into his arms: "There's nothing wrong, men and women are the same!"
Xie Yilu threw him away violently, wrapped his clothes indiscriminately and fell off the bed, rushing out with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Xie Yilu gave Xie Yilu the medicine for Zheng Xian, and asked the kitchen to boil another bowl, and while waiting for the medicine, he saw that one-sided idiot with messy clothes rushing out from behind, swept across the hall like a gust of wind, and ran away.
Zheng Mi stared at the back for a while, then hesitantly asked the left and right: "This mother... is too fast!"
The actors joked and said, "Look at him, he's like a wax gun, maybe he's not as hard as us!"
These words were specially made to please Zheng Mian, and Zheng Mian was really happy too, rubbing his hands together: "I have to take a look, don't mess up your brother's ass!"
As he said that, he walked to the back room, the door was open, Yu Jiaozhi sat lazily on the bed and dressed, he went in, picked up the tea bowl on the table and took a sip: "Is the butt hole blooming?"
Like a peony on a jade branch, she gave him a bright look: "It's a good thing to bloom." He went to the ground with bare feet, "I didn't do anything."
Zheng Mi didn't believe it: "That medicine is enough for him for three hours!" After thinking about it, he shook his head, "Anyway, if you read too many human books, your brain will become stupid, and your lower head will not grow."
"He has a treasure!" Yu Jiaozhi immediately retorted, comparing the length and width of his small hands, "It's so big!"
Zheng Mi stared at the astonishing size, dubiously, awkwardly, and fell silent. Yu Jiaozhi brushed his hair in front of the mirror case and said: "I have a friend, and I keep calling the girl by her name..."
Just because of its size, Zheng Mishuang leaned against the cabinet with tea like a beaten eggplant, and Yu Jiaozhi was still chattering: "It seems to be warming up, 'Yangchun' and 'Yangchun' are so amiable... "
"Crack"! It was the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering, Yu Jiaozhi turned his head to look at the fresh pieces on the ground, and complained casually: "I'm so grown up, I can't hold the bowl..." Looking from bottom to top to Zheng Xian's face, he stopped immediately mouth.
"Come here!" Zheng Mi shouted angrily with a pale face, "Call me back Tu Key!"
In the evening of the next day, Tu Yao stood in the hall, full of thoughts.
Last night, Zheng Mi called him back, and when he got back, he made him kneel down, kicked his shoulder and asked, "Didn't you have someone following Xie Yilu all the time? Tell me, he is doing something shameless!"
Of course Tu Yao didn't dare to talk about his relationship with Liao Jixiang, and if he did, he just didn't report what he knew.
"Last time the Duke said he wouldn't let me follow, so he withdrew." He bit him to death and refused to admit it. "It was only found that he had been to the Weaving Bureau in the middle of the night."
"In the middle of the night", Zheng Mi slammed the table violently, his fists trembling, and he was extremely angry. He knew Liao Jixiang, he was a person who would never do ridiculous things in his life, after thinking about it, Xie Yilu could only have ulterior motives: "Go, take my greeting card and invite Liao Jixiang to come over!"
So Tu Yao went to the Weaving Bureau. In the middle of the night, he knew that Liao Jixiang was not there at all, so he sent a post to explain the matter, and came back to wait with Zheng Mi. Maybe it was because of the bowl of medicine. not coming.
Tu Yao secretly looked at Zheng Mi in the hall, unable to figure out his thoughts, if he wanted to bring down Liao Jixiang, this was a good opportunity for him to draw blood, and the one he should be looking for at this time was obviously Xie Yilu.
The crescent moon came to the top, Liao Jixiang came late, Tu Yao saw him from a distance, wearing red flashy silk embroidered with quail knees, his left foot was still lame, but looking at him now, he became a kind of sickly beauty .
Zheng Mian also saw it in the hall, and called Tu Yao: "It's none of your business, go back."
Tu Yao then went out, walked to the bottom of the steps, and just caught up with Liao Jixiang coming up. Out of unspoken selfishness, he graciously stretched out his arms and nodded respectfully. He never dared to think that Liao Jixiang would help him. The moment he touched his body, his elbow suddenly felt heavy, and that fleeting warmth was really Liao Jixiang.
He looked back sadly, he had already gone up, leaving only a slender back surrounded by him.
Liao Jixiang and Zheng Xian sat side by side with a small tea table in between. There were two cups of tea on the table. Liao Jixiang picked up one and sipped slowly. In Zheng Xian's stomach, he had been thinking about the words for a day and a night, and turned them over and over again. At this time, he saw someone, but he didn't know how to speak.
"I'll do it," Liao Jixiang put down his cup, twisted his waist and hips imperceptibly on the chair, as if he was very uncomfortable, "it's for Jintang's business."
Zheng Mi turned his face away irritably: "What can I say?"
"I don't blame you for this." Liao Jixiang didn't look at him, but looked straight ahead. After all, they hadn't said a word to each other after being out of the palace for more than ten years, "The person I came up to help just now, have to die."
What he was talking about was Tu Yao, and Zheng Xian didn't really feel sorry for him, but the awkward thing was that Liao Jixiang would not be allowed to fulfill his wish: "Jin Tang died by himself, could it be that Tu Yao bit his mouth?"
Liao Jixiang's hand rested on the edge of the table. It was long and thin, half wrapped in his sleeve. Zheng Mi peeked at it. When he was in the palace, it was the hand that flipped a book and held a pen. When he arrived in Gansu, he killed with a sword. Well, how did he live those hard days
"Two wow," Liao Jixiang called out suddenly, "Jintang is a piece of my body, and Tu Yao is just your dog. You do it, and I won't interfere."
Two wow, I haven't heard the name Zheng Mian for many years. Ever since the Long Live God gave him the name, he has been living in the word "Mian", grandiosely, falsely, almost tears in his eyes for a moment.
"Haha," he forced a laugh, "You said you want me to break my own arm, so I'll break it for you?"
This was waiting for Liao Jixiang to answer, but Liao Jixiang didn't answer. The hall was suddenly quiet, so quiet that Zheng Mi could not wait to please him. At this moment, Liao Jixiang stood up, and Zheng Mi grabbed his hand in a hurry, "Don't go." ’ That’s almost blurting out.
Liao Jixiang calmly and slowly pulled his hand out of his hand.
"Xie Yilu looked for you in private!" Zheng Mi stared at him resentfully, empty-handed.
Liao Jixiang visibly froze, and looked at him pretending to be puzzled. This was the first time they looked at each other in many years, and the hairs all over Zheng Xian's body were about to stand up: "You don't have to refute, I know he must be with you." You said that you want to secretly help you bring me down, you don't know what kind of evil intentions he has for you!"
Liao Jixiang avoided his gaze and wanted to leave, but Zheng Mi pounced on him and blocked his way: "What I said is absolutely true, he came to play with me yesterday..."
Liao Jixiang looked at him as soon as the words "playing opera son" came out, his eyes were like knives, his lips trembled, and Zheng Mi was so frightened that he didn't dare to say any more. Unwilling to change his mind with his lover.
"Ah?" Zheng Mi was dazed, Liao Jixiang took advantage of his daze, pushed him away, and rushed out the door.
Sitting in the sedan chair, Liao Jixiang covered his eyes, his sleeves were wet.
It's late at night, Xie Yilu should be waiting for him in the small courtyard of Santiao Lane. Passing the Qinhuai River, he heard a prostitute singing softly: "... having an affair is like a bronze mirror. After you have been polished well, you are afraid to take pictures of others." …”