Han Shan Wen Picked Up

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[-]. "Civil and military officials attending the court, who do not come without reason, will lose a Jilu" ("Tang Huiyao" Volume [-]

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge.

Watching the sun rise in the east and set in the west, counting the spring and autumn in the courtyard.

Her legs were numb, but her body was still standing straight.

"Lang Jun?"

A voice sounded from the side, Lu Qingzhu turned his head away, his face was like a spring breeze, he was so smiling that he could hardly see his eyes.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired." It was easy to say on the mouth, but in fact I was scolding my mother in my heart.The housekeeper of the palace thought that was what he meant, so he understood and wanted to walk away.

Lu Qingzhu stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Can I ask, when will your prince come back?"

"It will be when it gets dark." The old housekeeper said, "If you are tired, you can go back first."

"No, I'll just wait."

After saying this, the old butler walked away, and Lu Qingzhu immediately put away that smiling face, so frowning that he almost stood on the spot and jumped up.

From morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, from afternoon to sunset, and now it's fucking night, why is Yongwang's Mansion, which has always been known as the most sensitive news in the whole capital, not accurate at this time?

Of course he thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey on the face, Lu Qingzhu stood obediently until it was dark.

Until the palace was brightly lit, crows were flying over the branches, and the maids and servants in the palace were about to rest, Lu Qingzhu still didn't wait for anyone.

So he couldn't hold it anymore, and he was about to fall to the ground as soon as his eyes were darkened.

"If you move half a step here, don't come to see me in the future."

Suddenly, with a jolt, Lu Qingzhu stood firm, and lowered his head to stare at the black shadow on the willow's head on the moon.

The shadow wandered from behind him, the purple robe flapped in the night wind hand in hand, and a pair of brows and eyes were narrowed showing a faint smile.

Lu Qingzhu quickly lowered his head: "I have seen the prince."

"How long have you been standing?" The man smiled in front of him, his handsome face was extremely kind and dignified.

"It's been a day."

"En." A low voice responded lazily, and the man put his hand on his shoulder, and Lu Qingzhu subconsciously shook.

"Thank you for your hard work. I stayed in Pancheng for a few more days these days. I can't come back without His Majesty's order."

Lu Qingzhu nodded, expressing his understanding.

After a while, the man said again: "Can I go?"

Before Lu Qingzhu could make a sound, the man directly bent his knees and put one hand into his knees and hugged him up. Lu Qingzhu was a little flattered, no, it should be panic.

He stretched out his hand and subconsciously grabbed the man's sleeve, and was carried back to Nuanhui Pavilion step by step.

The bedding that had already been prepared was complete, and the man took off his boots and robe for him, pushed him into the inner bunk, and then he undressed himself and went up.

Lu Qingzhu was really confused, but he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only let the man's hand holding him tighten and tighten until he was almost out of breath.

"My lord..."

The man buried his head on the side of his neck, closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to treat you tonight, you'd better shut up."

Because he maintained one posture for too long, when he got up the next day, Lu Qingzhu found that he was already dead, and the old injury on his arm had recurred, and the man always got up early, so it was time to go up.

However, as soon as Lu Qingzhu turned his head, he saw those smiling eyes.

"My lord, aren't you afraid of being blamed for being late?"

During the reign of Emperor Xuan of Liang, civil and military officials who attended the court, but who did not come for no reason, would be deprived of one Jilu and punished with twenty floggings.

But Meng Yu sat down beside him with his robes lifted, stretched out his hand to straighten his head, and the hand with the jade mask slowly brushed across his face.

Lu Qingzhu could only feel the cold touch like a poisonous snake crawling over it, which made him tremble unconsciously.

"What do you want?" Meng Yu turned a deaf ear to his words just now.

"what?"

"Didn't I tell you before? I promise you a request for a night's sleep. Now? Your request."

Lu Qingzhu, who has always adhered to the idea of ​​being a bastard and not taking advantage of it, slowly raised his eyes at this time to look at the handsome face above his line of sight.

"I, I want to ask you for a day off."

With a slight change in expression, Meng Yu smiled and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go, go to Jinwu Mountain."

"Oh? What are you doing there?"

Knowing men's penetrating nature, Lu Qingzhu felt that he might as well shut up early in the morning, but now that the door is approaching, he has to say, "I want to pray to Tong'er."

"En." Meng Yu lowered his eyebrows and took a closer look at his face: "Sure."

Lu Qingzhu was overjoyed.

However, that hand slapped her twice, her smile froze suddenly, and Lu Qingzhu was aggrieved: "Why did your lord hit me again?"

Meng Yu: "Aren't you unable to move? Now?"

After saying this, Lu Qingzhu realized that he could move, so he turned over and knelt on the bed.

Meng Yu's words have always been effective. I heard that when I passed by a certain family once, the mistress of the family was pregnant for a long time in October. Meng Yu smiled and said that she had a baby early, and the mistress conceived the next day.

When Lu Qingzhu knew about this, he felt that Meng Yu might not be sending his son Guanyin to be reincarnated, so he wanted to set up a golden body for him in the temple.

But this matter was left behind, and now he knew that if he didn't get up again, what was waiting for him next might not be as simple as two slaps.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. After all, you have learned to be so clever."

Prince Yong stood up and walked out flicking his sleeves, but the figure who was about to disappear from sight paused slightly and turned around.

Lu Qingzhu put on his signature smile again: "What's the matter, my lord?"

Meng Yu frowned lightly: "You remember to go to the palace gate to get those twenty boards later."

"Why?" Lu Qingzhu was not convinced.

"Didn't you just say that? If you go late, you will be held accountable."

When he went back later, his ass was almost blooming, when Lu Yangtong saw him, his voice almost made Lu Qingzhu sit on the ground with his ass.

"Father, what's the matter with you?"

When the little beast ran over, he covered his mouth and snickered next to his ear: "I heard that Uncle Meng came back last night."

Lu Qingzhu rolled his eyes and stood up straight: "You don't even think about who I am for."

"Father, thank you for your hard work." Lu Yangtong put his arms around his waist and helped him into the house, and ordered someone to find a quick cushion for his father to lean on.

"Is your ass okay?"

"Will you make it?" Lu Qingzhu took a sip of tea, "I'll beat you twenty bucks to see if you can make it."

Lu Yang and Tong Yi pouted: "What, I thought you and Uncle Meng..."

Lu Qingzhu kicked him: "Bastard, you and him are fucking bastards, don't mention him to me!"

"I haven't had a parent since I was a child. You are the only relative. I'm a bastard, so what are you? Old bastard?"

"Hey——" Lu Qingzhu reached out to grab his ear, but as soon as he moved, the explosive feeling immediately made him gasp.

"What have you learned with the prince these days?"

Lu Qingzhu felt that he still couldn't be as knowledgeable as this little bastard, which would damage the dignity of his parents, so he raised his eyes slightly and changed his posture.

"Go up the mountain to fight tigers and go down to the sea to catch turtles..."

When Lu Qingzhu heard this, he almost jumped up: "There are tigers and turtles in the palace? Your father and my mother are too old to be foolish!"

Lu Yangtong frowned: "Why not, I was the one who hit me and made fun of me..."

Lu Qingzhu: "..."

"You usually stay at home with me in awe-inspiring way, why can't you be now?"

Lu Yang Tong Ye was only six or seven years old, and he was still a child after all. When he heard his words, the tears that had been held back for a day suddenly burst out: "How dare I, he is the prince, what am I? Dad, don't you say it, If a slave is wronged, he should smash his teeth and swallow it!"

His eyebrows and eyes were a little tired, Lu Qingzhu stretched out his arms and hugged Lu Yangtong into his arms, while stroking the red marks on his head, he comforted him: "It's okay, I'll talk to the prince again when I have time, dad Let me teach you a lesson."

Lu Yangtong grabbed his clothes and buried his face in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't you dislike Uncle Meng? Why bother with him!"

Lu Qingzhu didn't speak.

He really didn't like it, but he couldn't help himself as a human being. Since he was destined to be Meng Yu's dog, he could only bear his master's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.