Qingping.
He Anchang got out of the carriage.
Yan Jueshu lifted the curtain and made an inelegant gesture to him, then flung the curtain and left in dust.
He Anchang's newly warmed body was exhausted rapidly in the cold wind, and his lips were blue from the cold. He was just a small bundle, standing in the wind and snow with fluttering sleeves, colder than the snowman on the side of the road.
Unfortunately, Yan Jueshu did not let go.
He Anchang walked slowly along this road, thinking about how many pieces of silver were left in his luggage. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the inn, he fumbled in the bundle, but none of them disappeared. The shopkeeper of this inn is kind-hearted, seeing that he is young and handsome, and his thin shirt is clean and tidy, so he let go and allowed him to stay for one night.
He Anchang stood in front of the cabinet in silence for a moment, thanked him for his kindness, turned and left the inn.
It was snowing heavily, and he couldn't help sneezing.
Xie Jingsheng just finished the task given by Bai Jiu, and when he came out of the house, he saw that the sky was already dark. Xiao Yan went to garrison along the Changhe River, and because Bai Jiu was there, the sound of snow under the snow could be heard in the quietness of the mansion.
Xie Jingsheng felt bored, walked along the corridor, with the cloak he had just casually pulled loose on his shoulders, and yawned and went out the door.
It was snowing heavily outside, so he took an umbrella and stepped on the snow casually on the road, he had the right to let go of his head that had been flying around for days.
After walking a few steps, before he was outside the range of his mansion, he saw a snowman standing motionless on the roadside wine stall. Xie Jingsheng glanced at him and saw that the man in the thin blue shirt looked familiar, so he simply turned his head to look. As a result, seeing this, his soul almost flew away.
"He Anchang!" Xie Jingsheng yelled, he lost his umbrella and stepped over in a few steps, pulling him away, his hands were cold. He pulled off the cloak and wrapped him up, rubbed off the snow on He Anchang's head and shoulders, and said in shock, "What are you doing standing here!" Just ran to the mansion.
He Anchang's fingers were stiff from the cold, he shrank his neck and buried himself in the cloak.
The hot water scalded the quilt and the heater came all at once, Xie Jingsheng stuffed him into his quilt, which was already warmed by the attendant's warm hands. He shook off half a tube of snow while taking off his boots, quickly stripped him clean and wrapped him up, and gave him hot soup in his hand.
It was only now that He Anchang regained some consciousness, the corners of his frozen lips moved, so subtle that it was almost invisible. He said: "Yan Jueshu drove me out of the car."
Xie Jingsheng saw his cheeks turned pale, and was anxiously asking him why he came here, when he heard Yan Jueshu's name, his brows frowned, "What's wrong with him? Was his brain kicked by a donkey?"
He Anchang pursed his lips tightly and said, "You didn't let me in."
Xie Jingsheng was angry and annoyed, he shook his hand and saw that it was still cold, so he slapped him on the left and right cheeks, "I'm a bastard! How did I come here? When did I come? What are you doing standing by the side of the road?"
He Anchang said softly, "The money is gone."
Xie Jingsheng saw that he was calm and calm, he was really anxious and distressed, and he didn't dare to curse, so he could only say like a grandson: "Then stand by the side of the road?"
"Can't you see it when you come out?" He Anchang lowered his eyes, "You didn't go out so late."
Xie Jingsheng finished his sentence, and it was a little funny. He wiped his cheek with his thumb, "I said why I am always restless today, so my uncle is at the door. Enter Qingping, and I will catch up on time to pick it up." He said with force between his fingers, "Hurry up and drink the soup."
He Anchang didn't move, he just said: "I'm here to see Yan Jueshu."
"Besides, drink the soup first."
"Yan Jueshu suppressed the food, and Beiyang has already fallen into the predicament of food shortage, and then—" the palm on the cheek suddenly lifted his face.
Xie Jingsheng pressed on those thin lips wildly, and even hugged him tightly into his arms. He Anchang had no choice but to raise one hand to prevent the soup from spilling on the bed. Xie Jingsheng touched his arm with one hand, took the bowl, tilted his head and took a big gulp, then turned back and put it all in his mouth.
I don't know when he was pressed between the quilts, and the hot feeling spread to his toes. He Anchang's watery eyes were pink like drunk, and he was already heaving and chaotic when he could breathe.
"I thought he was here to see me." Xie Jingsheng hugged him tightly, and dawdled intimately beside his blurred eyes, "Standing on the side of the road really scared me to death. Let me tell you, Qingping is colder than Kyoto at night! If you It freezes into an ice sculpture silently, Beiyang should be completely cold." Caged above him again, he said forcefully: "Let Xiao Jin speak up, I will definitely be waiting for you outside the capital."
He Anchang raised his hand and patted his cheek, "What are you doing?"
In fact, the two haven't seen each other for half a year. Xie Jingsheng thought he was wrong, just thinking about him is scary, not to mention breathing so close, but right now is really not the time to do something .
Xie Jingsheng buried his head in his temple and sniffed fiercely, hugged him in his arms, and fell on his side on the bed.
"Beiyang's food is a problem. My lord is staring at Yan Jueshu now, which is what makes him unable to move. Without Xu Hang, there should be Kyoto. As long as the little prince sends someone out, the food problem will be handed over to us."
"Prince Pingding wants to secretly communicate with the granaries in Beijing and South to collect grain in Beiyang?" He Anchang was pressed too tightly by him, so he pushed him away in a muffled voice before he could raise his head and speak. "King Tang will not sit idly by."
"Jiangtang." Xie Jingsheng smiled lazily, "No matter how impatient King Tang is, he won't be able to cross the long river."
"Who is stopping him?"
Xie Jingsheng bowed his head and leaned over, "I have to get paid to tell you, Master He."
He Anchang didn't like his tricks, and he understood after a little movement, "You are stopping the king of Tang."
"Beautiful answer." Xie Jingsheng smacked between his brows, "Thank you!"
He Anchang immediately gave him a kick, and Xie Jingsheng caught the trick between his legs, just to cling to him sweetly.
"Xie Jingsheng." He Anchang's cheeks flushed from being squeezed by him, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Xie Jingsheng straightened his waist suddenly, and bumped his desire on his waist and hips, a little excited and then suppressed: "I'm going to die soon."
He Anchang said with a blank expression, "Then go to hell."
Xie Jingsheng bit his ear and said in a low voice: "That won't work, I haven't fulfilled my wish, and I will die with regret."
He Anchang didn't need to ask him what his wish was, he was already desolate by this person's shameless hardness, he gritted his teeth and hit his head on the chin, saying: "Did the prince send someone out?"
"No." Xie Jingsheng narrowed his eyes when he was hit, "This person must be capable. Right now, Beiyang's old troops are exhausted on the battlefield, and the little prince probably won't be able to pick anyone out for a while. Besides, this matter is still in the process of being stabilized. My lord has not yet Tell the little prince."
"No matter how late it is, it will be too late." He Anchang frowned, "Please be safe?"
"The food in the capital has to be expropriated. It's not easy to pass the prince's test." Xie Jingsheng spoke slowly, and he swallowed half of it.
The crown prince still hasn't shown his trump cards. This business is not easy to do. There must be someone who is strong enough and able to bear the pressure of the capital to stabilize it.
He Anchang was silent for a while, "I came here for this." He said, "I will do it."
"No." Xie Jingsheng refused without thinking.
He An used to hit his chin forcefully, unexpectedly this time he missed the spot, but hit his nose, "I'll do it!"
Xie Jing hissed in pain, wanted to cover his nose but was reluctant to let go, so he could only rub his head against He Anchang's cheek, "It hurts! No way!"
"You know how important Beiyang is." He Anchang rested his forehead on his chin, and said, "Except for Beiyang, there was no government soldiers in the middle, and it couldn't stop Arslen at all. How fast the Dayuan iron cavalry is, waiting for the troops going south If we rush to fight again, half of the north of the Changhe River will have already fallen. The country is half walled, people are confused, and the rear will be chaotic. The prince has ulterior motives, the king of Tang is eyeing, and Yan Jueshu is still swaying. I have a classmate with him and know him best. However. And I have broken away from the leftists, what I do has nothing to do with the teacher, it is clean and tidy, and it is most suitable for me to go.”
"What kind of thing is the prince." Xie Jingsheng hugged him tightly, "You have no kung fu, and he wants to use some dirty tricks, and you still can't make it with him? No matter how bad it is, I'll have time, you." He paused, Close your eyes and whisper: "You are much more precious."
He, Xie Jingsheng, is a dog-tailed weed, blocking the river, acting like a prince, he can do clean and dirty things smoothly, but He Anchang is not.
He Anchang is not.
The He family is a noble family, the chapters are taught by each other, and Huiyang is enlightened. If He Anchang can look back and count, he will know that this is the wealth relationship that many scholars in the world dream of. Zhang Taiyan valued him so much, and his reputation among the leftists was by no means as shallow as he thought. Qingliu is like this, without this, how can Qingliu be called Qingliu? At a young age, it is not impossible for him to take over Zhang Taiyan's official position when the country is settled and all industries are ready to flourish. He is capable, so he shouldn't be here.
He Anchang suddenly pushed him away and sat up, Xie Jingsheng was startled. He Anchang only had his underwear left on his body, and even his hair was loosened by him. Now when he was kneeling and sitting upright, he was still calm and self-sufficient.
"Thank you, Jingsheng." He Anchang said seriously, "To be an official, you have to be a prime minister. This is nonsense."
Xie Jingsheng hadn't recovered from the word "shit" in his serious gentleman's mouth, so he listened to him continue.
"Being an official is the community, and the community lives for the people. The integrity of an official is based on his own conduct, not the rank of the official position or the reputation. I am an official, and I am what I want. Seeking stability, serving the people, and stabilizing the country are the core of my official position. Quality is the basis of official name. Since the day I entered the court, I never dared to forget the teachings of the ancestors of the He family. No matter what happens to Da Lan, I will run around and shout for him. Same, no matter what you are." He said here She was a little bit shy, "You... are still precious to me. I don't have great power, I just do my best to live and die where I want, even if it's for both of them, it doesn't matter."
He gradually leaned over, stretched out his hand to caress Xie Jingsheng's side face, and begged in a low voice: "Let me go, Jingsheng."
The last "Jingsheng", combined with the previous "You are also precious", coupled with the catalysis of the wish "For this two lives", the power is terrifying, and the diameter makes Mr. Xie Jingsheng, who has never been shameless and unscrupulous, become red. face. From the ears, neck, and cheeks all flushed.
He sat up abruptly, raised his palm to cover his mouth and nose, not wanting He Anchang to see the shyness and excitement on this face clearly, but his eyes were already bright like a wolf who had been hungry for a few days. He covered himself, stuttering rarely, "You, you are really, really..."
He Anchang hummed, Xie Jingsheng pulled him closer, and said angrily, "I'm being careless!"
He Anchang stared down at his lips, and asked back, "Want to kiss me?"
If Xie Jingsheng was hit hard, his whole body would almost bubble up. The force in his hand almost pinched He Anchang's waist, and he insisted hard, "No, yes."
He Anchang looked up at him, and said earnestly and sincerely: "I really want to."
There was a slamming sound on the bed, and it hurt to be bumped against the quilt. Xie Jing kissed very violently, clasping hands tightly, like a hungry wolf rushing for food.
Afterwards, Mr. He, who paid more and more "deep" price, was unable to leave immediately the next day. It is said that he broke his waist due to strenuous exercise. In short, Mr. Xie was kicked miserably. The matter was submitted to Bai Jiu, and then entrusted to He Anchang.
Yan Jueshu didn't see He Anchang when he came, only Xie Jingsheng was running in the courtyard like an idiot. Standing on the side, he stretched his neck to look, and asked, "Where's He Anchang?"
Xie Jingsheng glanced at him, "I will be a father all my life, why do you want your father?"
"..." Yan Jue's words twitched, "You bastards who killed a thousand knives really owe your ancestors 18 generations!" Seeing that Xie Jingsheng ignored him, he said angrily: "I want to give Jiangtang three more ships of food! King Tang is just playing around!"
Xie Jingsheng stopped, stretched his shoulders, turned around and walked this way. Yan Jueshu, a weak scholar, turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, but was dragged back by his collar.
"What are you doing!" Yan Jueshu was shocked, "I'm still the chief envoy of Xu Hang! I still have official duties! If you dare to touch me, King Pingding will definitely—poof!"
Xie Jingsheng stuffed him into the snowdrift, buried him badly, and the icy balls slipperyly slipped in along his back collar. The frozen Mr. Yan lost his voice, and his little face was pale with fright, like a cock that had been strangled. of.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Jing—"
"You're welcome, Mr. Yan." Xie Jingsheng squatted closer, raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this an official business, come to my place as a guest, don't be polite." He took another handful of snow to cover his head, "Your carriage is quite high, so go out at a lower level in the future."
After finishing speaking, he whispered in Yan Jueshu's ear.
"Otherwise, I'll see you hit once."
The snow fell down, Yan Jueshu gritted his teeth and said, "You threatened me, thank you Jingsheng!"
"This is Qingping." Xie Jingsheng grinned, "You know, right? There is no compensation for those who die suddenly while on official business."
Yan Jueshu suddenly shuddered.