Yan Qing had always had the personality to do what he said he would do.
He also clearly remembers, when in order to appease the position was leveled Lu Xun from the grandfather Lu Kang, but also in order to early will be coveted by the Eastern Wu Governor net to Lu Bu's command, Xu sealed to Cai Yong's letter of recommendation to go.
He didn't care too much about the dynamics after that, but as long as Lu Kang wasn't so old and strict and dim-witted that he couldn't see the situation clearly, he couldn't possibly refuse this goodwill of compensation.
Yan Qing returned to the mansion, the first time to go to the study, wrote a letter for Cai Yong to open. In order not to attract attention, he in the letter mainly asked about Zhou Yu and Cai Wen Ji's marriage arrangements, and miscellaneous mentioned this side of the development of the school house, only a little mention of this moment is also called the land discussion of Lu Xun a few strokes.
Along with the letter, it was a generous gift that had been prepared long ago.
The specific reward in terms of rank and title, naturally, should be written by Lu Bu himself, and then promised by the emperor's mouth. However, Yan Qing, who was very appreciative of this beautiful husband, who was both a scholar and a martial artist, and who was well versed in music, had been preparing the congratulatory gifts as early as when she first heard of this matter.
It is used to hearing the wonderful news of the big and small Qiao marrying Jiangdong's two best, but by mistake, the beautiful things of Wen Ji Gong Jin, Yan Qing until now, all feel very wonderful.
And he was about 60% sure about being able to ask Lu Xun to be his righteous son.
Though the initial leveling inevitably aroused Lu Kang's dissatisfaction, there was Cai Yong, a famous teacher who had made a good relationship with him and was known throughout the world, to make peace in the middle; his own knees were empty without a son, and there was no woman in his backyard, and his present reputation and status could well afford to be heard of; coupled with the fact that Lu Kang's body was still strong and healthy, and that his young son Lu Jie did not need to struggle to support his family's business as he did in the history of the world, and also needed Lu Xun's help to support him.... ...
Isn't Lu Kang loyal to the king? To get His Majesty's edict could not be simpler for Yan Qing.
Yan Qing does not intend to take a wife and concubine, to be able to adopt that and Zhuge Liang's general destiny is difficult, early bereavement, in addition to a blood in the end quite far from the grandfather can be described as a lonely and helpless Lu Xun, but also as a step, to give them hidden dissatisfaction, but do not dare to speak out to the Lu family as the head of the Jiangdong family some appeasement and facilitation.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who else could have recognized the potential of Lu Xun's talent, except for the poem "The Tiger's Nest Talks of War According to the Six Towers, and Arranges the Bait to Fish for Whales and Oars. Who could see the immeasurable potential talent of Lu Xun, who was only thirteen years old, other than Yan Qing, who was familiar with such poems as "Three points are very handsome, but Lu Xun in the south of the Yangtze River is also high"?
Lu's family is a large family in Jiangdong, own talent, at this time from this piece of dusty diamond shine moment is still a long way off, he is humble and straightforward, not like Zhuge Liang is also proficient in marketing self-fired, self-improvement of a set of prices, it can be imagined, in the family is not valued at all.
If he could be exchanged for the favor of Yan Qing, the most favored person under Lu Bu, who is currently the most powerful man in the world, and if he was given such a high position, it would be a sure thing for the Lu family.
If it can go well and not be perceived by the other party as forcing them to sell out and mistake it for humiliation, it can be considered completely happy and the best of both worlds.
Yan Qing sighed deeply.
If it were not for the fact that his conflict with these powerful families is the inevitable result of the popularization of indoctrination and the future implementation of the imperial examination system, he would not want to annoy these behemoths at all.
The reason why he moved to accept Lu Xun as a righteous son was neither to have a so-called heir who would give him an old age, nor to follow Lu Bu's example of deliberately competing and having fun.
Rather, he suddenly realized that if this matter could come to fruition, he might be able to alleviate the current situation between him and the great families of the world, which was like water and fire.
After all, he's changed his mind now and wants to leave himself a way out.
With Lu Bu's unreserved and undying love in front of her, and Guo Jia's vicious concern behind her, Yan Qing was not hard-hearted, so how could she not be touched in the slightest?
People are not like the grass, they are not like the trees.
He used to think that he could live again and have the chance to do this great thing, and after finishing it with a bang, even if he didn't ** get out of it, he would have no regrets in death.
I didn't expect to be talked to by them in turn, and couldn't help but love my life more, wanting to pry a crack quietly open in the desperate path that I had sealed myself in before.
He's not as fearless as he once was.
He really can't afford to give it up.
Can't leave behind the people who treated him with their hearts and souls, who believed in him wholeheartedly, who only worried about his safety when they saw him in trouble, who were suspicious by nature but even looked at the people he brought with him in a different light, and who had a transformation under his patient communication and counseling, and who even preferred to cut off their children and grandchildren rather than negatively impacting him, Lu Bu was left alone. Tell him to face those enemies who are hateful to the face alone, and under the heartbreak, he kills the four directions irrationally.
Can't afford to be so irresponsible halfway to put down the stall, called the friendship is not prudent, only for the whole with his friendship, and pinch the nose to step into this originally do not see on the thief ship, exhaustive efforts, planning, and even the only son are hitched to him this misguided mediocrity of the teacher as a disciple of the Guojia, and from now on on the discouragement of the lazy nested in a courtyard.
In the world, apart from him, there was really no one else who could wholeheartedly dish out for Lu Bu, a fool who was so protective of his shortcomings as to be quite unreasonable, and who could not move without a handful of capricious messes.
Luckily, it's not too late to make amends.
Yan Qing wrote and scratched on the paper on one side, occasionally stopping to think a little, and on the other side, he was glad that he hadn't come to the point where he couldn't retreat after all.
When Lu Bu came back from the soldier's house, he had previously moved his hands and feet with those generals, and had hit on the candidate for the righteous son, and was in an extremely good mood, so he wanted to feel a fish in troubled waters, and intentionally topped off his body with a stinky sweat to embrace the beloved military priest.
Originally thinking that he would be unceremoniously pushed away and ordered to go and take a bath, but unexpectedly, Yan Qing unprecedentedly did not hide or dodge, and just stood in place with a smile on her face, letting him hug her right in the middle.
This time, Lu Bu, who had his way, was shocked as if he had been struck by lightning, and his handsome face stiffened, and he was half-aware of whether he should move or not when he was holding onto Yan Qing's arm.
Yan Qing took a deep breath and smiled gently, patting his hard muscular back and asking slowly, "Had enough hugs?"
Lu Bu had always been bold, but because Yan Qing, who smiled innocently and harmlessly, always had an endless array of strange methods to punish him, he could not help but feel weak in his heart, and with thoughts running through his head, he gave a fake calm, uh-huh sound before slowly letting go.
"Cuddle enough and get in the shower."
After Yan Qing lightly dropped this, he schlepped back to the inner hall.
Thought there was a storm waiting in the back of the Lu Bu, stood frozen in place for a while, only to realize that the family this happy clean powerful priest somehow mood is also very good, actually really do not intend to bother with him.
When Lu Bu went to bathe, Yan Qing removed the sweat-stained outer robe, and saw that the couch in the inner hall used for resting was in a mess, apparently being tossed about by the big tiger who was not lying down.
He couldn't help but smile, so he didn't bother to call his subordinates in to clean up, but did it himself.
Yan Qing hands and feet numb, soon organized seven or eight. Just staring at that spread on the top of the bamboo woven thin cushion after looking at the meeting, thinking that it is the July fire, simply remove it.
This withdrawal does not matter, the cooler has been uncovered, revealing the bottom of the original tightly hidden a scroll to.
Yan Qing froze, and more than the surprise that there would be a scroll here, what made him feel incredulous was the fact that it looked extra familiar.
Indeed familiar, a few years ago, not seen? It is just that at that time, in order to avoid suspicion, I did not peep into the contents of the master's courtesy.
This time there are no more scruples.
Yan Qing's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but pick it up for a closer look.
The edges of the scroll were yellowed, but the wear on the shaft wood was smooth, and the cords were brand new, just replaced, and obviously often opened and admired.
Even if he couldn't recall ever seeing it in Lu Bu's luggage that he had to bring along just a few years ago on the eve of that expedition, he could guess that the only person who could be bold enough to hide it here would be Lu Bu, who was always laying on his back and reading on this.
When did Lu Bu, the big, rough man who could move his hands and never his mouth, and who could move his mouth and never his heart, have an ulterior motive for him as well?
Even though Yan Qing tried to persuade himself that he should respect his lover s** rights and not look ...... through it at will, he still couldn t restrain that strong curiosity.
Especially when he was holding this mysterious scroll, there was not too wonderful premonition source, just happened to be no one around, he hesitated for a moment, or will be hard-hearted, quickly will be a thin rope a detachment, holding the two ends, slowly unfolded.
The brow jumped abruptly.
It was really a clear water out of hibiscus, naturally unadorned beauty - if not for the face, features, and slender body, all of which looked extremely similar to him, it would have been highly appreciated.
看来这吕大狗比，最近是过得□□逸得意，欠个厉害教训了。
Yan Qing expressionless stared at the fair lady figure, a few moments, very calmly the painting scroll good recovery, put back to the original place, even the bamboo cooler also laid back, unless Guo Jia kind in the heart of the fine as a hair to see, or else it is certainly no cracks can be said.
Even Lu Bu couldn't wait to step in after rubbing all his brown skin clean and fresh, thinking only of taking advantage of Yan Qing when she was in a good mood, and didn't pay any attention to the minuscule change on the reclining couch.
Together, the night past, smacked this day hot, the self and Yan Qing are stripped naked Lu Bu face insatiable side half-pressing the beloved treasure, an arm domineering across the past embrace, sleep especially at ease and comfortable.
He also had the audacity to have a beautiful dream of Yan Qing underneath him doing whatever he wanted and being submissive and obedient.
It wasn't the bright light coming through the window that woke him up, but a fine rustling.
It was like the clatter of leaves carried by a light wind through the treetops, not heavy, but sheer and annoying.
Just where did the leaves come from in this house?
After all, in the deepest and most firmly rooted Yuzhou state capital Xu City, not to mention the city outskirts of the city has a total of more than 100,000 armored soldiers, light in this residence, and outside the door, there are many personal guards, Lu Bu is not worried about what will happen to the accident.
And although he has been sleeping in the same bed with Yan Qing for a long time, he is sleeping more and more deeply, and is not as alert as he used to be, but if the movement is a little bit bigger, he can still feel it.
He hadn't really lifted his eyes yet, and his instincts hadn't even dawned yet, so he just smacked his lips and naturally made a beeline for his side.
Not only touched a blank, or a cold piece of time, called him instantly out of a cold sweat, instantly awake.
"Heavy--"
Alarmed, Lu Bu violently lifted the thin blanket and was just about to sit up when a voice as clear and fresh as a spring sternly droned, "Don't move!"
Lu Bu's sweaty hairs exploded all over his body, but he really froze and didn't move a muscle.
Yan Qing hung his eyes, his expression indifferent, only wearing a thin outer garment to ward off the early morning chill, letting that beautifully contoured back gently lean against the edge of the window.
Only a little closed window page support, but also back of the light, the hazy white light reflected behind, set off the white delicate skin soft and bright, and the long hair cascade sprinkled with moving shadows.
After drinking in Lu Bu's move to get up and move about, he then continued to sit in silence on that tall hu chair, with his slender legs one naturally hanging down and one curved so as to facilitate a not too big or small board resting diagonally on it, holding the left side with one hand to keep it from sliding down, and with the other hand, not knowing what he had cupped, rubbing it quickly on the paper laid down, he made a soft noise that called Lu Bu to wake up from his slumber.
Although he did not know what medicine Yan Qing was selling, he was still in front of him, so Lu Bu had nothing to worry about.
Shocked again by Yan Qing's rare eruption of majestic aura, he relied on his good physical strength and simply just honestly maintained this strange posture of half-risen, elbows propped up behind him, casting his puzzled eyes towards Yan Qing, who only occasionally raised his eyes to look at him, fully concentrating on what he was scratching at.
Do not feel strenuous, and froze to insist on Yan Qing satisfied with the sentence good, only to call out a carp, nimbly sit up.
Only with the drastic change in his posture, the orchid wreath that had just been only loosely placed over his head, hand-knitted by Yan Qing, tumbled down.
LB: "......"
A drop of cold sweat quietly slid down from the forehead of Lu Bu, who had never realized the existence of this thing.
"My lord has worked hard." Yan Qing smiled and winked, and after purifying her hands in the prepared water basin, she elegantly approached and graciously handed over the several paintings that she had purposely risen early in the morning and had just declared to be completed to the bewildered model Lu Bu for a look, jokingly saying, "Look, these several poorly made paintings, which Qing intends to name 'Begonia Spring Sleeping Picture', can they still catch the eye of a human being?"
Lu Bu took it blankly.
Compared to the brushstrokes that were more concerned with the mood of □□□, what Yan Qing had taken out was the sketching skills that she had saved up from her previous life, which were not enough to compare to the top, but more than enough to compare to the bottom.
Just when Lu Bu saw these several are half covered with a dress, lined with a body shape extra bumpy, mature and delicate woman wearing a crown of tender yellow flowers, sleeping soundly on the couch as the theme, neither appreciate the novelty of the paintings, lifelike, but also too late to sigh Yan Qing's deep hidden, God's skill, but with the overthrow of the dye pot like the unpredictability of the change.
--because she had bizarrely grown a face that was just like his, perfectly hard and handsome and rigid and strong.
Author's Note: Allow me to shamelessly daydream for another 1-2 chapters, take a breather, and then move on with the plot~