"Ziliang came from Youzhou, will you be okay along the way?" Wen Qiao asked with concern to the young man in front of him.
Wen Qiao was originally a top-ranking figure in the Wen family in Taiyuan. In the past two years, he has held an official position, and his bearing has changed even more. Even in the officialdom of Bingzhou, few people can match it. However, the young man sitting across from him was not inferior at all. Pure and elegant, graceful and graceful.
This person's name is Lu Chen, and he is the direct descendant of Fan Yang's Lu clan. Since childhood, he is smart and talented, good old man, good at writing. Emperor Wu wanted to marry Princess Xingyang, and recruited him as his consort. It is a pity that Princess Xingyang died prematurely, and this matter has just ended. However, as a son of Fan Yang Lu's family, he was recommended as a scholar early on, but he never held an official position.
Facing Wen Qiao's inquiry, Lu Chen sighed lightly: "It's okay. There were no thieves on the road, and although there were more soldiers, there was no accident. It's just that this is a combination of states, which is really unexpected."
He came to Bingzhou, in fact, at the invitation of Wen Qiao. As a native of Fanyang, how could Lu Chen be unaware of the recent battle between you and him? Seeing that the powerful Wang Jun was defeated miserably, and Youzhou was taken over by a Xianbei man, he began to think about becoming an official. Since Wen Qiao mentioned it, let's stop by and take a look at Bingzhou.
Hearing what Lu Chen said, Wen Qiao immediately became energetic: "I have made the monarch to rule the state for two years, and the state has changed greatly. The number of mouths has increased by tens of thousands, and the cultivation of fields has also been quite effective. , why don't you stay in Bingzhou with me?"
What he said, Lu Chen also saw it along the way. But he cared more about farming than farming.
"Does Taizhen know about the establishment of the department? Such a reckless act is really unpredictable." Lu Chen asked with a slight frown.
He came at the right time, just in time for the upcoming autumn test. The whole city was discussing this matter, and countless scholars came from the counties of Bingzhou, and even Sizhou, Jizhou, and Youzhou. For Lu Chen, who came from a top-level clan, it was really unbearable. Wouldn't that disregard the Nine-Rank Law? Could it be that Wen Qiao could endure these impoverished sects and be an official in the same residence as him
Hearing Lu Chen mentioning the system, the expression on Wen Qiao's face faded: "This is also a helpless move. Bingzhou is located on the flank of the Xiongnu. If you only talk about the noble character, you may lose land and lose the people. And these selections, It is still dominated by officials, at most county magistrates, and important posts in the state, and most of them are held by the gentry.”
His words are not false. Just like the newly appointed governor, who is engaged in Xi Jian, and the general's head, Shi Zuti, which one is not from an aristocratic family? It would be a bit biased to say that Liang Shijun only used the poor family.
Hearing Wen Qiao's remarks, Lu Chen said: "Taizhen is a person in charge, but I can't bear trivial matters. But this is the second thing, has Taizhen never heard of the election of the governor of Youzhou? In Luoyang city, I am afraid that there is a discord with Bingzhou. heart of."
How could Wen Qiao not know about this
"Duan's Xianbei is tyrannical, greedy, and indulgent. I don't know who made the comments to let the emperor act like this!" Wen Qiao couldn't help but said, "Actually, Liang Shijun loves the people like a son, and he is single-minded for the peace of the world and the peace of chaos. He read. Ziliang, you and I are only weak, why should you be a corner. My husband, it should be a plan for the world!"
If there was no heart to keep the people safe and protect the land, Wen Qiao would not have chosen to stay in the war-torn Bingzhou. Now he has been a county magistrate and an internal historian, and was moved by Liang Shijun to be engaged in Zhonglang, given the title of general, and served in the governor's office. Step by step, all with your own wisdom and courage. Of course, he hoped that Lu Chen, his brother-in-law, would stay in Bingzhou with him and make great achievements!
But Lu Chen, who was opposite, thought for a moment, and still shook his head: "My uncle sent a letter before, saying that the captain wanted to help me. Now that Luoyang is settled, it is better to go to Kyoto. Taizhen, you are also a child of the Wen family, and you built it like this again. Many merits, why don't you go to Luoyang with me?"
Wen Qiao looked at the incomparably handsome face of the other party, feeling lost in her heart, it was hard to express. His friend Yu Liang had already gone to Jiangdong with the King of Langya, and even his younger sister had become a concubine. Uncle Liu Qun and brother-in-law Cui Yue also went to Jiangdong with his uncle Liu Kun. Now Lu Chen also wants to go to Luoyang, none of these close friends and relatives agree with his choice. They are obviously the same age as themselves, how can they be so indifferent to their achievements
However, no matter how persuaded, Lu Chen did not stay in the end.
Some people go along the Xing Road to Kyoto. There were also people who came from afar along the Xingdao.
When Xie Kun went to the hall again to meet the deceased old man, his mentality changed drastically. On that day, the other party was just the prefect of Shangdang, and he was one of the four friends Wang Situ made. However, in just one year, the other party has been promoted to General Anbei and the military governor of the two states. This before and after is really emotional.
Looking at the person begging for worship, Liang Feng smiled slightly: "Luoyang farewell, I never thought I would see Xie Lang again. I left in a hurry that day, and I couldn't talk to Xie Lang, it's a pity!"
There was never a hint of unpleasantness in his expression. It seems that he has long since forgotten the criticism of the day.
Xie Kun's heart was relieved, and he cupped his hands again: "Your Majesty is generous, you are ashamed of yourself."
Looking at Xie's Langjun, who was missing two teeth, but still had the same charm, Liang Feng also had some emotions in his heart. Chen Jun Xie, of course he also knows. The battle between Xie An and Feishui can be regarded as a classic battle. Unexpectedly, the Xie brothers did not go south, but went north to vote for him. But now Xie Anshi has not yet been born, the most important thing is whether these two people can use it.
At Wang Yan's mansion that day, Xie Kun's "performance" really impressed Liang Feng deeply. However, how much of these gestures are from the heart, and how much is an illusion created to cater to this flashy and chaotic world? Liang Feng can be a famous person, but he can't use Wang Yan as a high-ranking, idle waste.
Just a thought in his mind, Liang Feng said: "Now Bingzhou has been settled, Jizhou is not yet settled. Xie Lang is famous all over the world, and he once served in the Donghai Wangfu. It is really my luck to come here now. I don't know if Xie Lang is willing to give in?"
Xie Kun was stunned. He didn't expect that Liang Feng would let him be the domestic history of Leping as soon as he came up! Although it is not as close as the governor's house or the general's house, but this rank is only higher than the position of the two thousand stone, and it is only higher than the previous official position!
However, before he could answer, Liang Feng said again: "It's just that Leping has just suffered a military disaster, and the people's livelihood in the country has withered, so it needs to be comforted. This matter is complicated, I'm afraid it will take some effort."
Seeing the solemn expression on Liang Feng's face, Xie Kun suddenly reacted. Giving him his internal history, not his relatives, is not a matter of importance, but this Liang envoy wants to see his true talent and ability. Even if the poetry and prose are gorgeous, the mystical debate is unparalleled, and even the proficient in rhythm, the temperament is open-minded, what is the benefit of governing the prefecture? Liang Feng made it clear at Wang Yan's mansion that day, how can such a diligent and political person tolerate a person like Wang Yan who is "happy and turbid"
Leping is a small and desolate country, and has just suffered a military disaster. If the governance is not good, Liang Feng has his own reasons to dismiss him. And if he takes care of it carefully and is busy with turbulent affairs, how can he maintain the image of a celebrity that he has worked so hard to build up
Do you really want to give up the name that makes you valued by the dignitaries and enter the house
After hesitating for a moment, Xie Kun said loudly: "I'm not a talented officer, so I have to make you look up to me, and I should live up to my entrustment!"
He obliged. And after knowing what he was about to face, he simply responded. Liang Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart, he really was the person who started the Xie family and knew what he wanted. Such talents, as long as they can get rid of their wild attitude, can really be used for their own use.
If Xie Anshi was born in Bingzhou, where the officials are diligent, would there still be a seclusion in Dongshan
The corners of Liang Feng's lips couldn't help revealing a smile. In addition to Brother Xie Kun, there is also Xi Jian who just arrived. This man was Wang Xizhi's father-in-law and the origin of the term "Dong Bed Kuai Son-in-law". Now he has also been abducted to Bingzhou. When I take the high stage step by step, I don't know how many allusions will be erased and how many new chapters will be left. Just thinking about it like that brings some weird joy to life. Change the picture scroll by hand, but that's it.
Qunxian came to vote, and the official business increased. There are countless banquets such as washing the dust and taking in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was halfway through August. On this day, Liang Feng left the banquet and slowly returned to the backyard. It was getting late, and the full moon rose in the night sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of moon, and it is a time for the whole family to gather together to celebrate a good night. But at this moment, the Mid-autumn Festival has not yet been born, even if there are scholars and scholars who appreciate the moon, it is just an afterthought, and it should not be so much sustenance.
Liang Feng has never paid attention to the Mid-Autumn Festival. His family has long gone, how to reunite? But it only adds to the trouble. But drinking some wine tonight made him feel a little sad.
After a pause, he changed direction and walked towards the other courtyard not far away. There was still no one on duty in the courtyard, only the lights were on in the house, as if the man hadn't slept yet, waiting for him to return. In fact, Liang Feng didn't live with Yiyan very often, and he came here tonight because he was so excited that he never thought whether he would fall asleep or not. Now that I see the lights, my heart can't help but warm, and I walk in.
"Bo Yuan, are you asleep?" Naturally pushing the door, Liang Feng wanted to enter, but suddenly froze in place. I saw that on the couch in the room, a person was sitting in front of the couch with open arms. It seemed that he had just taken a bath, and he hadn't even wiped the sweat from his hair. He was holding the medicine and rubbing it for himself.
Not expecting Liang Feng to come, Yi Yan stood up in shock: "My lord, why are you here?"
However, when the words came out, he remembered what day it was today, and said, "But you don't like this full moon?"
He has been with the lord for too long, and naturally he is more familiar with his preferences than others. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the lord will be in a bad mood for a few days and be unhappy. Not even the joy of a good harvest can change it. It's just that he didn't expect that the lord would come to see him this time.
Liang Feng opened his mouth and just said, "Your injuries..."
Yi Yan looked down and closed the placket. The wounds stitched on his body are unknown, and he usually wears clothes. Now exposed outside, quite a bit hideous.
"It's okay, they're all minor injuries. As long as you apply some more medicine, you'll be healed." Yi Yan replied with a feigned ease.
What a minor injury! Liang Feng felt that his brows were locked together, and Yi Yan's wounds were large and small, all over his chest and abdomen. Many have just been sewn, revealing purple and green marks. For generals like Yiyan, the sutures are mostly sheep intestines, and there is no need to remove the sutures, and they will grow directly in the meat. But how can those hideous traces be removed in a short time
Taking the first two steps, Liang Feng said, "Take it off."
Yi Yan's breathing stagnated. What did he hear
Liang Feng didn't stop: "Take off your shirt and let me see."
It was only now that Yi Yan realized that this was because the lord wanted to see the injury on his body. But many places have just lived for a long time, and he knows better than anyone that this wound is hideous. I don't look very good-looking, how can I expose these scary traces
However, Liang Feng didn't give him any time to hesitate, he walked over and ripped off his hidden clothes. The dazzling blue and black came into view. The stitches, big and small, simply wanted to piece together the man in front of him. A knife mark more than three inches long crossed the waist, and if it was more, I was afraid that it would be dismembered. There may be a protective goggle along the chest, there is no knife wound, but there are two or three arrow marks, thankfully it is not a three-edged arrow, otherwise I don't know how big a piece of flesh will be ripped off.
These days, he's stuck with this man all day, but he hasn't really seen these horrible medals. There are more than twenty wounds, just by looking at it, you can imagine the danger of his day. Liang Feng has been trying to appease Yi Yan, trying to erase the battle wounds left in his heart, but now it seems that he is several times more tenacious than the most tenacious warrior he has ever seen...
Reaching out his hand involuntarily, Liang Feng lightly touched the long scar that had damaged the texture of his waist. How perfect would this body be without these wounds
Liang Feng felt heartache, but Yi Yan grabbed the disturbing hand like an electric shock, "My lord!"
"You should let others use the medicine, in case it breaks again..." Liang Feng said to himself.
But Yi Yan couldn't bear it any longer. He stretched out his arms and embraced the man in his arms: "Those medicines can't save me, only the lord can..."
He hugged so tightly, it seemed that even his heartbeat could be imprinted on Liang Feng's chest. The warm breath and the pounding of his ribs finally made Liang Feng wake up.
Wait, is he drunk? The person in front of him was not the group of brothers who had a relationship of life and death, but a lover who had just established a relationship. Doing so is simply setting fire to it!
However, the other party didn't mean to wait for him. The powerful hand that controlled the three-stone bow slowly rubbed Liang Feng's spine, as if to loosen his muscles and bones.
His breath passed around his neck, swept across his cheeks, and landed on his lips.
It was not the fiery kiss that was unbearably hungry and thirsty in the past, and could swallow people into the belly. On the contrary, the kiss was light and shallow, as if coaxing and eager. It was the complete opposite of the arm that was hugging him tightly.
This uneasiness, more passionate than ever, is more heartwarming. Liang Feng was also young and frivolous. He knew what it was like to be haunted by a dream, and he knew how difficult it was to suppress it. But the man beside him endured it for an unknown number of years. Even now, it is only a step by step, a little bit from him, never really indulge.
Even with scars all over his body, even if he is so anxious.
Liang Feng opened his mouth and met the searching lips of the other party. The string in my heart was completely loosened.
Since he can give it, why should he be stingy
This silent promise suddenly made Yi Yan's breathing heavier, and the kiss became deeper and thicker. The hand rubbed on the back was even harder. He was already slightly drunk, and being caressed like this again, Liang Feng breathed in confusion and gasped. The next moment, the world was spinning, and he found himself lying on the couch.
The bed is not soft. However, at this moment, Liang Feng was completely unaware. The candle was not extinguished, and he could clearly see the person pressing on him. Those blue eyes flickered in the dim light, filled with hunger, thirst and eagerness, like a deep pool of stumbles. The back was shuddered by the intense gaze, Liang Feng stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around each other's shoulders, and kissed him again.
This kiss is not as talented as before, it is more disordered, making people chaotic. With thick calloused hands, he reached into his clothes, fiercely as if to scrape the heat out of his bones. The addiction that was about to be forgotten for a long time was aroused again, and Liang Feng's gasping voice became louder. That frenzy urged him to take, to plunder as he was accustomed to. But the person pressing on him completely locked him, making him unable to move.
"Bo Yuan..." Liang Feng grabbed the man's loose long hair and wanted to say something.
His voice caught in his throat. Yi Yan leaned over and bit his neck. The slightly pointed canine teeth pressed against the throat, and the tongue sucked the pulse on the side of the neck, like a beast enjoying its own meal. The sense of danger was like an electric current, hitting Liang Feng, causing his back to crumble into pieces.
However, the other party did not stop, and slid down along the untied robe. Said it was a kiss, but in fact it was more like a possessive gnawing, too forceful, too eager, not willing to let go even an inch. The powerful hands were like iron hoops, tightly tied to the waist, losing their sense of force.
It wasn't like any bedmate he'd been through before. The too intense caressing made Liang Feng writhe and shake his body, trying to escape from this imprisoned bondage and regain his own control. However, the more they resisted, the more flames were drawn.
The torn trousers slid down the calf, and one hand grabbed the raised knee and stretched it outward, revealing the slightly congested genitals under the crotch. Without any hesitation, Yi Yan leaned over and embraced it.
The scorching mouth covered the vitals. Unpredictable, Liang Feng fell back on the couch, his head buzzing. He has been "ill" for a long time, and he almost forgets the pleasure he once craved. However, at this moment, everything rushed back, grabbed his bone marrow, rubbed it hard, and ignited fire.
Even the clumsy technique became part of the pleasure. Liang Feng wasn't sure if he was hardened, his eyes flashed with stars, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.
"Light... light..."
The teeth hit the delicate skin of the stem, and he tightened his fingers, trying to grab the end of the man's hair and pull him away. But his body went against his will, and he couldn't exert any force. His arms trembled endlessly, and even his toes were curled into a ball.
There was no way to lock the fine gate at all, and the semi-hard thing twitched twice and shot out.
It's also too fast. At that moment, Liang Feng's teeth clenched, and he let out a groaning groan. The pleasure has not yet fallen from the peak, and it is almost breathless.
Moreover, Yi Yan hasn't dodged yet...
Yi Yan did not flash. His throat rolled, and he swallowed the fishy liquid. Before the thing he was holding was completely hard, he shrank tremblingly. However, at this moment, Yi Yan couldn't think of any more. The lord likes it. he likes…
Standing up, he looked at the man below him. The lights flickered, reflecting the warmth in the house. The man's robe was wide open, lying on his back on the couch, revealing lustrous snow skin and mottled marks on it. Xu Shi was out of breath, his slender neck was raised, his chest trembled slightly, like a white crane falling on his arm.
The lord was on his bed.
Yi Yan leaned forward and kissed the man's lips fiercely. The previous writhing disappeared, and he gasped, opening his mouth to meet his own lips. The slightly fishy smell was intertwined in the two mouths and mixed with the body fluid.
Not much taste. Liang Feng had indeed never tasted his own body fluids, but now his hot tongue was almost poking into his throat, suffocating with force. The afterglow that had not dissipated quickly ignited again, with a kind of lazy pleasure. Without any hesitation, Liang Feng reached out to the thing that had been touching his lower abdomen. Hard, hot, and an enviable size.
He tightened his palms, wrapping them around the thing.
The movement of the person on the body froze, but the thing was immediate, and it rose again. Liang Feng wanted to say something and laughed, but Yi Yan moved abruptly. The thick and long thing is like a living thing, squeezed through the palm of the hand, poked in the abdomen, and ignited another wave of tremors.
"My lord... My lord..." Yi Yan turned his head slightly and whispered, not wanting to kiss. It's not like calling someone, but confirming something.
The hot breath blew in the ear, mixed with the unstoppable action, and it became more and more passionate. Liang Feng only felt his ears burning hot, giving birth to a perverted pleasure. Being pressed under the body, wantonly invaded, unable to resist. He has pushed down many girls, but he never thought that one day he would encounter the same treatment.
Just this taste, not bad.
Once again, the end poked under the soft abdomen, and the leached liquid wet the tiger's mouth. Aroused by that strange feeling, Liang Feng involuntarily pressed against the opponent's shoulder. There seemed to be a scar there, slender and long, distinct to the touch. Yi Yan's injury hasn't healed yet, so he should take it easy, but who can remember now? The blood swelled in his body, causing him to breathe as fast as a person on his body.
There was a pain in the neck, and he was bitten again. Liang Feng groaned, the thing in his hand jumped twice, and the hot liquid splashed, dirtying his abdomen. However, the two were still not separated, from the crotch to the chest, dripping with sweat, stuck in one place, and could not be separated.
This is really planted. In that low breathing sound, Liang Feng pulled out his sore wrist, stroked the other's back with his wet fingers, and closed his eyes.