Gu Yun deliberately slowed down his breathing, but at the end of his breath, his body would tremble involuntarily. Just now, he had to be like a mast, so no one could see it. Now Chang Geng was holding him, feeling some kind of severe pain coming from him. His body exploded.
Gu Yun breathed lightly for a moment, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, and Chong Chang Geng laughed wildly, opened his eyes and slandered nonsense: "Okay, I'm just a native of Dongying, I'll touch you, I won't scare you—let's go. Hold me so tight."
Chang Geng: ""
I really feel bad and want to kill him.
Gu Yun leaned on the long scabbard of the Dongying knife and propped himself up again, the blue blood vessels protruding from the back of his pale hand, almost bursting out. The bowl of wine that Chen Qingxu brought to him contained the medicine he usually drank. Gu Yun smelled it as soon as he got close. He was torn between "deaf and blind" and "his head is about to explode, but he can see things". I quickly chose the latter.
In fact, not drinking is not a big problem. After all, Gu Yun didn't know that the "musician" of Linyuan Pavilion was so coincidentally Chen Yi's granddaughter, but when the bowl of medicine was brought to him, he couldn't overcome his innermost feelings. The desire to control.
Gu Yun admitted that Shen Yi was right, and also knew that one day, he would have to live peacefully with this mutilated body, but he knew it was the same thing, and he couldn't do it for a while.
Even if he knew he didn't rely on sight and hearing, he could live without any obstacles. Even if he knew in his heart that any kind of disease, once it became a habit, it would not be a disease.
But for this reason, the old marquis deprived him of the most carefree time in his childhood and youth. Although time has changed, he is still uneasy.
There is no way to do this for the time being, so Nan Ping has no choice but to calm down slowly and wait for the time to answer everything. In fact, after getting along with Chang Geng in stumbling and stumbling over the past few years, Gu Yun's resentment towards the previous generation has faded a lot, although he is definitely not like The old marquis treated Chang Geng just as severely, but gradually he could understand the father's heart.
The elimination of all hatred and resentment in the world is probably done by forgetting and comparing one's heart to one's heart.
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Chang Geng gritted his teeth and said, "I don't."
Not only did he not let go, but the hands that held Gu Yun tightened, and he wanted to stick to him, almost holding Gu Yun all the way, sticking to Gu Yun into the cabin.
Gu Yun asked curiously, "Why did you invent a new way of acting like a spoiled child?"
Chang Geng sneered word by word: "I was scared to death by the people of Dongying."
Gu Yun: ""
Chang Geng said to himself in his heart, "Calm down, calm down."
While he was silent and desperately trying to calm himself, he helped Gu Yun to sit down on the chair of the bandit leader just now, and adjusted a relatively comfortable position for him to lean against.
Chang Geng frowned and looked at Gu Yun's face, lowered his voice and asked in his ear, "Father, why are you feeling so uncomfortable?"
Gu Yun knew that he couldn't hide it. After thinking about it, he decisively chose to cheat, so he hooked Chang Geng.
Chang Geng leaned forward solemnly.
Gu Yun whispered: "The menstrual water is not good, and the stomach is full of pain." Note Chang Geng didn't respond at first: "What?"
When he asked, he realized it, and the boy's face turned red with a "thumb", whether he was embarrassed or alive.
Gu Yun had a splitting headache, and wished he could hit the wall. Seeing that Chang Geng's face was so tender and cute, he smiled while holding back, and he was able to relax and relieve pain.
Chang Geng's eyes almost burst out with fire, glaring at him angrily.
Gu Yun was well acquainted with the rhythm of "touch your head when you flirt." He coughed dryly and said sternly, "I didn't have time to eat at night, so I drank a bowl of cold wine from Miss Chen, and I have a stomachache, it's okay."
This may sound reasonable at first, but for those who walk in the army all the year round, who is not hungry and full
How could someone with such a thick skin and thick flesh like Dashuai Gu pretend to be so delicate
Chang Geng's efforts to calm down just now came to nothing, and he was so angry that he blurted out, "Gu Shiliu, you"
After "you" for a long time, I couldn't figure out how the following happened.
Gu Yun suddenly laughed, raised his hand and patted Chang Geng's forehead: "Why, when you're older, you know that you feel sorry for your adoptive father? It's not in vain."
His palms were like the sky, and the anger in Chang Geng's heart was slapped down just like that. In a blink of an eye, there was only a small amount of blue smoke left, which was powerless and helpless.
Chang Geng thought to himself, "The ghost loves you, and there is no truth in my mouth. Why should I worry about it? I can't die anyway."
But Gu Yun's ugly face hurt his eyes, Chang Geng could control what he said and thought, but he couldn't control the anxiety in his heart.
He was sulking for a while by himself, sighed secretly, turned around the grand chair, put his hands on Gu Yun's temples, and rubbed them carefully. Chang Geng saw that Gu Yun's shoulders were relaxed. Usually, there was no pain in the chest and abdomen, and his limbs were moving as usual. Presumably a little flesh wound on his arms and legs wouldn't hurt him like that. After thinking about it, he probably still had a headache. - Chang Geng remembered that he also committed a crime on the way from Yanhui Town to the capital.
While pressing, he couldn't help but sneer: "Foster father told me last time that you have a migraine headache, have you forgotten today?"
Gu Yun: ""
He really forgot that there were so many lies he had told in his life. If he remembered every one of them, he probably wouldn't have a place to put anything else in his mind.
Chang Geng: "Huh?"
Gu Yun: "There are also headaches, aren't they all exhausted and exhausted for Da Liang, so tired and sick, alas!"
He actually said it without blush, Chang Geng bowed to him, and completely lost his temper.
Gu Yun said that he resorted to the trick of "falling back to sleep" and enjoying Chang Geng's service with his eyes closed, but unfortunately, there was nothing outside, so he had to keep one ear at all times, so he didn't dare to really fall asleep.
Chang Geng just started to focus on pressing the acupuncture points for him, and when he pressed on, his eyes fell on Gu Yun's face involuntarily.
For those who are used to seeing it, there is not much difference between being handsome or ugly. Even the monk's bewitching little white face has been in front of him for a long time, and he feels that he is no different from Uncle Houfu Wang - oh, Wang Bo also loves cleanliness more than that monk.
Only Gu Yun was an exception.
Gu Yun's hair that was scattered by the Dongying people didn't have time to tie it up again, and spread it over his shoulders. Chang Geng stared at him for a long time, all kinds of dreams that were deeply suppressed in his memory involuntarily surfaced in his mind, if he didn't exercise restraint, those memories would still go a long way, arousing some extended fantasies in him. Every time at this time, he would forcibly interrupt his thoughts like fighting against Urgu, and take out the meaningless scriptures that Lingran taught him and recite them repeatedly in his heart, like using a whetstone. Grind my heart over and over again.
But for some reason, this trick suddenly didn't work. Maybe all Chang Geng's self-control was used in restraining his anger just now, and his thoughts suddenly became free from rein.
The ur bones in his body weaved an indescribable fantasy for him.
He seemed to see himself bending down and kissing Gu Yun's forehead, between his eyebrows, and the bridge of his nose all the way to his lips. The lips must not be very soft or sweet. They were probably still bitter, like the lingering lingering on him. The smell of medicine, or the smell of wine, Chang Geng still wanted to bite him. As soon as the thought came out, there seemed to be a slight sweet smell of blood between his lips and teeth, which made him shudder. Chang Geng He shivered fiercely, then turned around abruptly, and found himself behind Gu Yun's chair, his tongue bitten by himself.
The next moment, Chang Geng realized that his finger was still beside Gu Yun's ear, and suddenly retracted his hand as if he was being burned.
He froze for a moment, and whispered softly: "Foster father?"
Gu Yun was immersed in his sleeping clothes, and he didn't open his eyes, so he didn't see the blood in Chang Geng's eyes that didn't fade away.
Chang Geng gave him a deep look, picked up his saber, and quickly ran out of the cabin.
The sea breeze was hunting outside the cabin, Xuan Ying was hovering near the main ship to escort, and the authentic Jiangnan Navy below was orderly cleaning up the battle situation under the command of Yao Zhen. The Dongying people, who had fallen and scattered, simply jumped into the sea, ready to take a small boat or swim. The sea eagles had already opened a dark net in the water, and they caught a lot of people who had thrown themselves into their nets in a short time.
Huang Qiao was brought in front of Yao Zhen in person, Yao Zhen had a playful face, and was bending over not far away to say something to him.
These hurriedly entered Chang Geng's eyes, but he didn't take it to heart. The burning warmth on his face slowly dissipated in the sea breeze.
The unique sea, moist and cold like the gangrene of the bones, quietly got into his bones. The cold was unforgettable. Chang Geng faced the sea and said to himself, "You beast."
He thought that he could no longer stay by the Hou Mansion or Gu Yun's side.
Two days later, Master Yao came to the mansion.
The peach blossoms in the courtyard were blooming, and the water vapor filled with Fang Fei rushed towards him. Gu Yun was sitting at the window, banging on the melon seeds, waiting for Yao Zhen to write the memorial—for fear of changes in the capital, the expedited memorial had already been sent to the capital.
The capital blocked the news, but all parties have their own eye lines, and a few words have been heard, saying that the emperor was angry and ordered the imperial army to round up King Wei. King Wei planned to escape from the capital at night, and went to Deshengmen to be chased back. Disposal, no one knows.
Now that the dust has settled in Jiangnan, it is necessary to submit another document to explain the cause and effect to the emperor.
Yao Zhen put it down with a look of lack of sleep: "Master Hou, what do you think about this matter?"
Gu Yun replied indifferently, "It's just that the sergeant of the police inspector noticed that there was a difference in the sea, and secretly sent people to make an unannounced visit to foil the rebellion's conspiracy in one fell swoop."
Yao Zhen: "No, no, I'm a scholar, Shang Jiao is dizzy, and Shang Yuan is dizzy. I vomited all the way, what can I do? Of course, Lord Hou alone entered the enemy line and turned the tide."
Gu Yun smiled and said: "Master Hou? An Ding Hou Yuan is in the northwest, could he be able to fly and escape? I heard that Master Yao was very resourceful in battle, and ordered his soldiers to wear black armor to deter the rebels and cause them to rebel. This kind of approach is really admirable.”
Yao Zhen blurted out: "I don't do it, don't hurt me."
Master Yao is in his thirties and sixty this year. He is the youngest and most vigorous age of a man. He has a fine mustache and a shrewd and hard-working face. Without achievements, he possesses the stunt that he cannot afford to sleep for one night and one night.
People have probably forgotten that in the 12th year of Yuanhe, Gu Yun's teacher, Lin Mosen, was still alive. He was the examiner of that session. Seeing Yao Zhen's article, he couldn't help but applaud. The champion.
Gu Yun said meaningfully: "The rebellion of the Pingdonghai has eliminated a war that may endanger the important part of Gyeonggi. Would you like to take such a big credit? The future is just around the corner, Master Yao."
Yao Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "How capable you are of eating a big bowl of rice, a subordinate official has no talent and no virtue, it's good to live comfortably in a corner of the house, how can there be a leader who can ride the wind and change the cloud? Lord Hou, let's go around the subordinate official."
Gu Yun: "I still want to report to the emperor and send you to the northwest as a supervisor."
Yao Zhen held his head and bowed: "There are eighty old mothers in the lower officials, and there are young children waiting to be fed. I beg the hero to spare me a dog's life. If you think about my family, you can take it."
Gu Yun: ""
"Either Marquis, look at it like this, this happened to us, and the Governor of Liangjiang, Lord Zhou must not be able to get around it. I will discuss it with the old man," Yao Zhen said with a smile, seeing that Gu Yun's face didn't seem very good, and he was busy and busy. He added, "By the way, there is also the little highness, the little palace traveled in the south of the Yangtze River, and I happened to see the rebel army recruiting the civilian long-armed division. Seeing the injustice, I sneaked in alone, cooperated with our army, and caught the bandit leader with my own hands. Look at this OK?"
As soon as these words came out, Gu Yun was silent.
Although it is inconvenient to say clearly about Chang Geng's origin today, he must have a grudge against him. Now that this matter might involve King Wei, the emperor must be heartbroken. Seeing that the younger brother, who has never been seen, is clearly on his side, maybe he is willing to let go of the grievances of the previous generation.
Chang Geng saw that he was about to reach the age where he could be crowned king. If he could get the emperor's favor, his future might be a little easier.
Gu Yun weighed it for a moment, and gave Yao Zhen an angry look - this person is indeed very talented, otherwise it would be difficult to maintain a long-term friendship with Marquis Anding after a relationship, but it is true not to strive for progress, all pursuit is to eat Waiting for death, put all your ingenuity and intelligence on the top and bottom, and slap the horse.
Yao Zhen asked again with a smile: "Master Hou, do you think this is okay?"
Gu Yun was too lazy to pay attention to him, rolled his eyes, and got up in his clothes.
He was about to leave Jiangnan quietly. In this incident, both Linyuan Pavilion and Xuantieying were involved, but neither of them showed up.
When Gu Yun opened the door and walked out, he saw Chang Geng cutting a bamboo flute in the courtyard. Fatty Ge, Mrs. Cao and Master Yao's two young daughters were all surrounding him. Chang Geng was skillful, gentle and patient, and each cut a small bamboo. Di, like a decent, two little girls who are less than ten years old, jumping and jumping around him.
Gu Yun felt in a good mood when he saw Chang Geng. Although he never said it, he always hoped that Chang Geng would grow into a person who was sharp but not overly clever, benevolent and not indecisive, neither cowardly like his father nor indecisive. As extreme as his mother.
Chang Geng's growth all coincided with his vision.
Even the appearance is inherited from the advantages of the parents.
He walked over, took out a newly formed flute from Chang Geng's hand, and said with a smile, "Is there mine?"
With a relaxed smile on Chang Geng's face, he took the flute back and handed it to the little girl who was waiting eagerly. He said, "The little thing that coaxes children to play with is very crude, and foster father don't make fun of it."
Gu Yun: ""
He stared silently at the flute in the little girl's hand and thought, "I want it too."
The child whose legs were not as long as Gu Yun put his hands behind his back, raised his head fearlessly and looked at Gu Dashuai.
Chang Geng put down the things at hand, motioned to Fatty Ge and the others to play with the two little girls, followed Gu Yun himself, sank his mood, and said to Gu Yun, "Is the adoptive father going back to the Western Regions?"
Gu Yun: "Well, you go back to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit for me. What should I say, Chongze will teach you, don't worry."
Chang Geng nodded silently.
"This time you have made merit, and the emperor may have a reward," Gu Yun said. "It may make you go to the court ahead of time. If you mention it, he may even let you come to the northwest to find me."
Goodbye this year, Chang Geng seems to be an undisturbed adult in the face of danger. The childish appearance of last year has disappeared. Gu Yun's heart is also loosened that he will not take him to the northwest. Thinking, you can also take Chang Geng to gain some insight, anyway, you don't need to follow him, and he will be counted as his capital when he returns to the dynasty in the future.
When Gu Yun left home, Chang Geng had been so obsessed with wanting to go to the Northwest with him, Gu Yun thought that he finally got what he wanted, at least he would be overjoyed once.
Unexpectedly, Chang Geng paused and was silent for a moment, but then said, "Father, I don't want to go to the Western Regions anymore."
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