It's okay to sit

Chapter 1

My old friend Tang Fei, three days ago, because his son was admitted to Jinshi and left Qingqu - and happened to be assigned to work under me, he was so excited that he wanted to call me Dad. Today he doesn't even drink tea. Ken gave me alms and treated me like an unfilial son who eloped with an oiran.

At dinner time.

"You did it." Zhao Jili was the first to jump out and throw stones at me.

I shifted my sympathetic, helpless, and pitiful eyes to Jiang Huan, "Xiao Jiang, you are a sincere child, tell your brother, do you think the same?"

Jiang Huan nodded with a slight smile on Xiaopang's face.

"Without you doing things like this, which father can stand his friend who has been with him for more than ten years suddenly saying that he is in love with his son?"

This sentence is what Jiang Huan said.

I am heartbroken.

"Jiang Huan, it's not good for you to learn from that bastard Zhao Jili. My brother is sad."

In fact, I also think I'm quite an asshole, Tang Yunzi—the son of my old friend Haoer, who I grew up watching.When his father didn't know his mother, we hung out together. His name is Bulou, and I figured it out after three days of painstakingly digging through ancient books.

But I really couldn't control my emotions when I saw him.

Probably since he was 16 years old.

His mother died early, and his father was a common man in business.Generally, officials are arrogant and don't like to associate with merchants.But I am a layman myself, and I can't handle it, so I often drink and eat meat with Tang Fei.

In my impression, Tang Yunzi is always quiet, he practices calligraphy when we drink, and reads when we eat meat.Occasionally, when his father was going to the toilet and I stared at the light in a daze, he would come over to me and ask me: "Uncle Zhao, what does this word read?"

Old Xianghao’er’s business is getting bigger and bigger, and his house is getting higher and higher, but I am still the second in command of the so-called cradle of the pillars of the Imperial College, which is so soft-spoken, and I haven’t been promoted for many years.

Tang Yunzi also appeared more and more so that I couldn't take my eyes off it.

In the warm and pleasant Mengchun season, my old friend Haoer invited me to see his newly built pavilion. I was thinking about the good wine he had privately kept, so I came here immediately.Xiao ran to the door, but bumped into Tang Yunzi.

His eyelids are exquisite, making people feel very comfortable, and he is gentle when looking at people, and the shallow smile lines accumulated in the corners of his eyes are shining in the sun.

Tang Yunzi is taller than his father, a little taller than me, so I have to look up at him.

He raised the corners of his lips, blushed embarrassingly, and nodded in greeting: "Uncle Zhao."

I hoarsely said, "Ah."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Tang Yunzi turned and left.I walked a few steps, stopped suddenly, and sneaked to the gate.What I looked like at that time, in Li Qingzhao's words, was "walking and looking back with shame", in Tang Fei's words when he caught me on the spot, "a very shameless old hooligan who covets other people's sons", in the words of Di Bao, it was "outsider The number one paper clip in the Qingqu area outside the No. [-] is planning to kill the children of good families again."

The way I look, it doesn't matter.

Tang Yunzi's appearance is what matters.

I only saw his back, the thin back of a young man in a pearl gray robe.He wore his hat squarely, with a light collar around his fair neck, his back straight, his broad shoulders and slender waist.His hanging hand has distinct knuckles, slender fingers, and the corners of his clothes are lightly brushed, making the bluestone bricks seem to be more translucent.

Until this figure disappeared at the end of the path.

At that time, I told Tang Fei that after the meeting, I seem to be in love with your son.

He didn't believe it.

I am particularly contradictory. On the one hand, I have never lost when it comes to getting angry with my old friend.The more he doesn't believe me, the more I have to prove it to him.

But on the other hand, this is his son after all.No matter how aggressive I am, I can't be shameless.

The worst thing was that I saw Tang Yunzi again on the second, third, and fourth day.He is about to take the provincial exam, so he asked me to tutor him.I found that I couldn't hear him clearly at all, and I lost my mind when he was talking.Not only can't listen, but can't say much.Every time I spoke, I had to strongly suppress my improper feelings towards Tang Yunzi, suppress my urge to molested him.

After enduring this for seven days, I decided, forget it, I don't want this face anymore.

But I decided to endure until he finished the exam.

Probably Tang Yunzi was frightened by me. After all, I have been by his side almost every day since he started working, wishing I could move the table to him.

In the end, Tang Yunzi was really tortured and decided to move the desk to my office.

Everyone in the Guozijian thought he was a related household.

How much I want to tell everyone loudly that this is true love.

When Tang Yunzi left that day, he took a deep look at me. I was stunned for a moment, full of sweetness, thinking that years of persistence had paid off, and he had received my love that was diffused in the air.

As a result, my old friend Haoer called on the house that night.

My house is said to be the cleanest and dirtiest place in Qingqu—there are no women, but men are afraid to enter.

When I was young, I was rebellious and flamboyant, and when I was about to be executed for liking men, the son of Lord Cen Bicen, who was the first assistant, was taken into a ravine by His Majesty in a sedan chair carried eight times. Palace, given to Pupu to live in.Because His Majesty takes all men and women, it is not good for the big guys to clamor to liquidate me, so I was let go.

But he hasn't been promoted since then.A department has been nested for 20 years, probably leaking history, and I am the only one.

But I am also very grateful to the emperor for not giving me a chance to rise.Because if I get promoted, I will really become the kind of treacherous minister who wants to be beaten by everyone.

In the year I took the exam, the chief examiner was Song Yuan.At that time, Xueshi Song's reputation was not so high, and he was just a poor middle-level official.He was born as the No. [-] Scholar, and he can be regarded as half an imperial teacher, so all of us really respect him from the bottom of our hearts.

But then things went bad.

The Song and Yuan dynasties flourished, and they gradually began to hide their filth.A group of Qingliu headed by Zhang Jingxiu played the title of "Shi Xu", probably saying that they wanted to win Song and Yuan like the Xu Party did when the Mao Party was run.The two sides fought fiercely, and the sky and the ground in the court were dim. I even felt that as long as I poked into the hall every day, the air would be so heavy that I couldn't even stand up straight.

But so what?

I'm just a down and out student who Song Yuan can't think of.

There is naturally a reason why it has not been promoted for 20 years.

First, I am the closest minister of Manchao to Cen Ru.In fact, I have some sympathy with him, but I feel that he is much luckier than me, at least there is still an emperor who will always be with him.He thinks I'm luckier than him.He has very few friends, but I always have a group of people hugging me.

I thought about it very seriously, and when I saw Cen Ru again for the second time, I answered him very seriously: "Miss Cen, you don't have to envy me. In fact, I just have a thick skin."

The second is, I don't want to move.

Probably because the first time I saw Song Yuan, I felt that his ambition was too big. I think I can only be a gun under his hands.Rather than doing this, I would rather stay in the Imperial College for the rest of my life.

He has ambition, he has ability, and he has the idea of ​​helping the world and helping the people.

But Song and Yuan would not pretend.

His eyes were burning and sharp, his tone of voice was passionate and his words were precise, and his gestures clearly said: Song Wuqi was not born to me, and the imperial court is like a long night.At that time, I knelt on the ground like other Xinke Scholars, and the classmate beside me was moved to tears by Song Zuoshi's passionate speech.

As I handed him the handkerchief, I thought, Teacher Song, it’s awesome, but it’s also really pitiful.

Only people like him can be called the backbone of the empire.If I want to maintain the ZTE situation created by my first assistant Cen Bi, it will not work just by a few clear streamers shouting slogans.If Zhang Jingxiu is good, he is good, but unfortunately there is only one good left.Song Yuan was ruthless. When he was in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he participated in two-thirds of the Zhili officials in a memorial. He did not show mercy to everyone and did not give himself a way out; It's never been soft.

I often rebelliously say that I, Teacher Song, am a combination of lonely ministers and evil sons.

He is a wicked minister.

Zhang Jingxiu can't defeat my Teacher Song, and Teacher Song is not so boring that he wants to kill Zhang Jingxiu - it's not that he doesn't want to, it's not that he doesn't dare, he just doesn't have time.

I really don't want Tang Yunzi to come and stir up the water.

But unfortunately, his teacher is that Zhang Jingxiu.

The moment he passed the exam, we were already in two camps.

There is not even a table for eating.

Xue Qing, the chief assistant of the cabinet, is finally going to retire. Everyone is very happy, but they are really reluctant to part with it.

Mr. Xue is straightforward and sincere. When he was young, he was known as the Thirteenth Lang of the Ministry of Punishment.He has a lot of money in his life, so he never disdains corruption and bribery.Born as a prodigy, the very talented Mr. Xue has never bowed his head to the powerful in his life, and has always lived upright and fearlessly as he pleases.

He took over Zhang Lang's class, and was transferred to be the head of the cabinet before retirement.He also really knows how to check and balance, trying to keep all the splashes below the surface of the water.

The retirement banquet was held in the restaurant of the old man's own home.

The people of Song and Yuan belonged to one group, in the middle sat the moderates who were neither left nor right, and on the other side were Zhang Jingxiu and his Qingliu.

Among them is Tang Yunzi, who I miss so much.

Cen Ru was grown up under the watchful eye of Mr. Xue, so he wanted to fulfill his duty as Mr. Xue's son and drink with him.But his health has been getting worse and worse recently, Mr. Xue told him to take good care of him and try to drink as little as possible.He and the family members of the Xue family were not able to chat very well, so he searched for me all over the room with chopsticks, and finally found me in a corner who was fighting for a pig's head with the head of the official department.

"It's too much, old Cen, you just came here with chopsticks, it's outrageous."

Cen Ru pulled out a bench behind him, "Who said that, I brought my own bench."

He sat down next to me, and the head of the official department went to other tables to find pork heads.The people at the table entered into the discussion stage in groups of two or three. There was a window behind Cen Ru and I, and gusts of cool autumn wind blew in, making us feel refreshed.

I am relaxing.

"The windows are closed, I'm cold."

"Then don't ask me to eat."

"You..." Cen Ru characteristic always had a smile on his face, I really couldn't figure out what he was going to say next.

But he's really pretty when he smiles, he can't tell how he resembles my younger brother Ji Li, maybe he's a bit alluring.

"Close it, it's too noisy, I have something to tell you." He coaxed.

I went to close it.

"What?"

"Nothing to say, I'm just cold."

I made a gesture to open the window and throw him out.

Cen Ru took a sip of the wine with a smile, "Ah, it's delicious. Although I don't have anything to say to you, I always feel that you have something to tell me. Let's talk about building repairs."

"Ah, you said him." I subconsciously glanced in that direction, but I didn't see Tang Yunzi.

"I can advise you."

"Brother Cen said."

"Hey, you guys! How annoying! Call me brother one by one." Cen Ru muttered angrily, "I can advise you, this career is just beginning, you are an old fox, you can see clearly. But This kid still wants to serve the country and work hard, you are not allowed to bring bad people."

Dare to feel that His Majesty lacks a capable general, so he came to me to make peace.

"Tongtian old fox, drunk and showing his tail." I sighed, "Tang Yunzi is probably that glass of wine."

"Hey. I have goosebumps. I've heard that a dozen times."

My eyes are still deep, my tone is still serious, and my nod is still so firm and powerful.

"Yes, Brother Tongchu. Although I love brothers a lot, it is true love for everyone. It comes from the bottom of my heart. It has nothing to do with family ties, inheritance, benevolence, righteousness and morality, and self-cultivation of shame. Incomparably sincere admiration and love. I love the frivolous, poor and beautiful young lady, but this does not prevent me from loving Tang Yunzi who is dignified, gentle and upright."

Cen Ru smiled wryly and shook her head, "You, you, why are you so poor. The poorer you are, the more miserable you are."

Yes, I feel bitter.

I love this and that, but no one ever loves me.

"I'm not bitter. There's a silly kid in front of my house. I give him a piece of candy every day when I go out, and he obediently calls me Dad." I also smiled bitterly. Cen Ru said that I was transparent, but he himself was transparent. Incredible people.I pushed him, "Turn around and don't look at me. If you look at me again, I will cry."

Cen Ru reached out and touched my head, and said with a light smile, "Silly boy."

Let alone the old emperor, even when I met Cen Ru, I really liked it.

I pretended to be drunk, and shed two lines of tears that seemed true but not true, and pushed Cen Ru again.

"roll."

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