On the quiet path, the night was a bit cold, Du Ci hummed a tune expressionlessly.
The tune was humming stutteringly, sometimes forgetting the words, and some pentatonic insufficiency.
Qi Nanke: "..."
Qi Nanke lightly pulled the rein, and the yellow pussy stopped tacitly. A pair of horse ears shook slightly, and he snorted from the side of his head, as if mocking the little prince's incomplete tune.
Qi Nanke said: "Are you going to a male-prostitute?"
"Don't put it so harshly," Du Ci said, "That's called Zuifenglou."
Qi Nanke hummed: "If I remember correctly, it's a male-prostitute house."
Du Ci: "..."
Du Ci tugged at the horse's mane and said, "So what?"
"Why did you go there? Who is Mr. Yu?"
Du Ci pouted: "Friend."
"Are you friends with your husband?"
The male-prostitutes in Zuifenglou are all called Xianggong outside, and some of them are disguised as women: gold hairpins and silver rings, long hair up to the waist, thin gowns and gauze clothes, more beautiful and enchanting than women; there are also handsome scholars, He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when he smiles, he looks like a bright crescent moon, making people feel comfortable just looking at it.
Yu Xianggong's real name is Yu Quan, and his nickname in Zuifeng Tower is Yu Xiaorou. Du Ci knew him because of those playboys in Wangcheng who are not jealous of men and women. Yu Xianggong is well-known in Zuifeng Building, he is proficient in poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting, not only that, he is also very good in bed, and there are many repeat customers.
Most of his guests like to be below, because Mr. Yu's appearance is not feminine, it is between masculine and handsome, and his gestures are provocative. When he looks at someone intently, it makes people feel He was really moved.
Such tricks are not made by ordinary men. Du Ci will make friends with him in order to learn the skills of hooking up with men so that he can use it on Qi Nanke.
It's a pity that now that he has all the skills in his body, it may not be useful.
As Du Ci thought about it, compassion came from it again.
"What's wrong with the male prostitute? Don't steal or rob, isn't it a barbarian to live by his own ability?" Du Ci was dissatisfied in his heart, and he naturally became angry when he spoke, "Only the one in your Duke's mansion is the one." Human?"
Earlier in front of Yang Dayang Er, Du Ci used the unproficient Dasheng official dialect, and looked a bit like a little prince, but now he spoke the Shu Shiguo official dialect again, and changed back to not speaking in a second. Reasonable little bastard.
Du Ci shook his head and shook his head: "Let me tell you, don't look down on others. Don't see the warmth and warmth of the world, the sophistication of the world, and understand it very well. See things more thoroughly than you people, that is great wisdom! "
The corner of Qi Nanke's mouth twitched: "I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean?"
"I don't look down on anyone, it's just you..." Qi Nanke always felt that this was very awkward to say, and after holding back for a long time, he said, "You are a majestic prince, it is not appropriate to be seen by people in that kind of place. Besides, you still..." You still have engaged!
Seeing Du Ci's appearance, Qi Nanke felt angry, and annoyed: "The imperial decree should be issued soon, you and I have a marriage contract, and you still go to the Zuifeng Tower, and have a good time with your husband, what's the proper way?"
Du Ci muttered: "He and I are best friends."
Qi Nanke: "..."
Du Ci was angry after thinking about it, and said with a strange yin and yang: "The great general can lie without blushing and heartbeat! What is Qingjun, what is selling fish, I haven't settled with you yet! You are not a man of words!"
Qi Nanke said: "Qingjun is the name of the ancestor of my Qi family. It was inconvenient to explain it to the prince, so I borrowed it. It's not a lie to you."
"Isn't that called lying to me?!"
"My Qi family's ancestral home was in Xinghua County outside of Wuse City. It was true that I started my business as a fish seller. Later, the Qi family gave birth to a child who was born with intelligence, and he was Qing Jun's ancestor. Qing Jun's ancestor went out to learn boatmanship and maritime affairs, and later went on a boat. Because of this, I was well-informed and learned a lot. When I got rich, I started to build schools in the local area to benefit my descendants. The great-grandson of the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty, that is, my grandfather, followed the Hui Prince who overthrew the tyrant by fate. After Emperor Hui succeeded to the throne, Marrying Princess Chongling, Feng Guogong inherits the title, from then on the Qi family has a new way out."
Du Ci didn't know about these things about the ancestors of the Qi family, so he was taken aback when he heard it: "So that's how it is."
"It's only been three generations of the Qi family, and only two generations of successors, but now His Majesty is already impatient to kill the donkey." Qi Nanke looked at the night in the distance with a cold face.
Du Ci looked at him, feeling a little sour for a moment—not to mention, the Qi family is indeed three generations of heroes, and there is no one in the family who is mediocre. , but Qi Nanke has been very strong since he was a child. He won the champion of martial arts at the age of sixteen, went to the battlefield with his father at the age of seventeen, and guarded the border at the age of nineteen. He earned everything by himself.
Thinking of the infighting in his family, Du Ci couldn't help sighing: "Since ancient times, being with a king is like being with a tiger."
Qi Nanke lowered his head and glanced at Du Ci. He is a courtier, and it is not surprising when he was abandoned by the emperor; but Du Ci is a prince, the son of the emperor of Shu Shiguo. give up. In this comparison, it seems that Du Ci is more miserable.
Qi Nanke kept a straight face, he didn't know how to comfort others, he raised his hand stiffly after thinking for a long time, and patted Du Ci on the shoulder.
Du Ci: "???"
Du Ci looked down: "Did something fall on my shoulder?"
Qi Nanke: "..."
The two rode back to the meeting point agreed upon before. Qi Nanke put the horse on the tree, rolled up his sleeves and went to pick up dry firewood to make a fire. Just dry biscuits to satisfy our hunger.
While lighting the fire, Qi Nanke looked at the little prince not far away. The fair-skinned and tender young prince was dressed in a dirty suit. He was sitting carelessly on the pile of dead leaves and gnawing pancakes. His cheeks were bulging like a golden flower. The mouse was not coquettish or complained at all, just swallowed the dry biscuit with cold water.
Qi Nanke got up quietly, ready to hunt for something to improve the food for the little prince.
Not long after he left, Du Ci sat down on the ground as if discouraged, with his hands and feet spread out in large characters, staring at the night sky in a daze.
The night sky is full of stars, and it is so beautiful that it is rarely seen in the city of Yongge King.
If Qi Nanke was still the Qi Nanke back then, how wonderful it would be now.
Du Ci thought: He can pretend to be wronged, fold his arms pitifully and say "empty, lonely and cold", not only that, but also have weakness in hands and feet, unable to eat by himself, and have to be fed by the general. Yu Xianggong said that generals like delicate beauties, so he took the opportunity to fall into the general's arms, tilt his head slightly, showing his most beautiful side face, and said softly, "For you, I just lost this life." Not a pity either!"
The general must be moved, must be grateful, and then express his heart, shyly and timidly, the general will hug him and kiss him!
ah! The curtain is on the ground! How wonderful!
Du Ci sideways looked at the direction where Qi Nanke left, with a straight face: Ma Le, why did you become so old
In fact, after all, he has been in love with someone for so long, even if his appearance has changed at first glance, he is not the same person as the young general in his memory, and he did not change his feelings so quickly, it was just awkward in his heart.
I still like it, Du Ci pursed his lips, always feeling that he had suffered a huge loss.
He took another bite of the pancake, looked at the night sky in a daze, and thought: How did he get that scar? Was it dangerous? Did you almost lose your eyes
He worked so hard and disfigured his face, but the emperor wanted to plot against him, it was really chilling.
Du Ci thought again: Why is he so stupid? He doesn't even know how to comfort others, he just keeps a straight face.
but…
He didn't want to resist the order and refuse the marriage, and he didn't want to go to the Zuifenglou by himself and be jealous of his husband. So cute.
Stupid.
Du Ci laughed again for a while, frowning for a while, giggling for a while, and muttering for a while, as if split into two people.
When the little prince was going crazy, he heard a click from the pile of dead leaves not far away, and the yellow pussy next to him suddenly neighed.
The little prince thought it was Qi Nanke who had come back, but suddenly his back felt cold, and he sat up immediately, before he could see what was going on, his shoulders felt a sharp pain.
"I...?" The little prince's eyes widened, and he saw an arrow shot right at his shoulder, and the nail was quite firmly. Looking at the slightly shaking arrow feathers, he couldn't recover.
Severe pain spread rapidly from the wound, as long as one moved, it would be a heart-piercing pain, as if the whole arm would break away from the shoulder.
The little prince's face was pale, and he believed Qi Nanke's words - he might really be made of paper dolls, and he would be tortured to death.
"The little prince really performed a good show." The visitor walked over step by step, and it was Ma San!
Ma San is the person sent by the third prince of Shu Shiguo to supervise and pass on the letter. He can be regarded as the third prince's confidant, so he is not as easy to deal with as others in the cottage.
Ma San has been paying attention to the movement of Yang Dayang and Yang Er, and when he found that there was no sound in the inner room, he looked in from the window, and found that there was no one in the room.
Ma San immediately realized that something had happened. He took his men and horses and began to search the mountain, but because the torches were too obvious at night, he was afraid of arousing Kong Tongsan's idea and causing unnecessary panic, so he didn't send many people, and the movement was slow. not big.
Ma San was lucky, he was the one who found Du Ci first.
Ma San blew a long whistle, Du Ci knew that someone would come over soon, he was a drag, Qi Nanke was alone and didn't bring a weapon, it was difficult to deal with Ma San and his group, Du Ci frowned severely Eyebrow, I made a decision in my heart.
What a fucking bad deal! Cursing secretly, he got up enduring the severe pain, gritted his teeth and broke the arrow, leaving the arrow in his shoulder.
This blow really cost Du Ci half his life. He was cold, dizzy, and staggered back—he guessed that Ma San didn't know that there was a second person here, so he wanted to lure him away from here. .
"Where's Yang Dayang Er?" Ma San looked around, "Return the prince's box."
Du Ci patted his chest. In fact, the box was with Qi Nanke, but Du Ci said deliberately: "As long as you can get it."
Ma San sneered: "The little prince is really brave, the villain admires him."
Ma San bowed his bow and strummed, his voice was very sarcastic: "Next time, it will be your head."
Du Ci grabbed the wood from the nearby fire, the hot wood immediately scalded his tender hands, he grabbed the burning wood and threw it out, Ma San dodged in embarrassment, Du Ci got on the horse, His shoulder was bleeding profusely, he pulled down the rein and said, "Let's go! Drive!"
when will the general marry me