Chapter 18 Fangri Rabbit...

The next day, Zhao Feihong got up early, packed up his bags, posted a note on the door, and instructed his neighbors to help him take care of him.

It was a dry season, and the ice on Fengshan Mountain in the upper reaches of the Hanjiang River had not yet broken, and the shallow water was less than six feet. Zhao Feihong took the big boat first. There were many people going to Jiangzhou in the first wave of the north. They were all businessmen. The big boat was bustling and noisy, and there were people everywhere.

Zhao Feihong was sitting in a remote part of the boat, his hands resting on his knees as if he was practicing, and he seemed to close his eyes to rest. You Mengzhe moved closer to the cabin's awning, opened the hood and looked out at the scenery.

"Boy." An old man beside him handed a packet of peanuts and said, "For your father."

You Mengzhe touched Zhao Feihong with his elbow and said casually, "Hey, Dad."

Zhao Feihong hurriedly took the peanut and nodded his thanks, poured two glasses of wine with the old man, and chatted casually. The people next to him asked him where he was going. Zhao Feihong said, "Take him to Beijing to visit friends."

"Young man." The old man stroked his beard and said, "It's good to walk around often, where's your mother?"

You Mengzhe said: "My mother is upside down, he is my mother's concubine."

Old man: "..."

Zhao Feihong snorted: "I am his master."

The old man said it might as well. He is a teacher for one day and a father for life. Zhao Feihong talks very gracefully. The two chatted a few words, but all the passengers in the entire cabin stopped to talk, and the entire cabin listened to Zhao Feihong and The old man chatted.

"The world is at peace, and only the rivers and lakes can cause trouble." The old man smiled.

Zhao Feihong said: "This has been the case since ancient times. The turbulent times are against the outside world, and the internal affairs are safe. If it is not to rule the world, how can the Central Plains warriors have the mind to work hard?"

You Mengzhe saw that the old man was carrying a medicine basket on his back and a medicine-collecting hoe was attached to his waist. He thought he was a doctor who was used to fighting people in martial arts and had treated many patients.

A woman smiled and said, "My son likes to hear stories of martial arts heroes."

Everyone said yes, yes, and a young man smiled and said: "Flying over the eaves, practicing Qinggong, and stealing the royal seal of the imperial palace, are these all true?"

Zhao Feihong smiled and said, "If you believe it, it's true. If you don't believe it, it's not going to happen."

The old man took a sip of wine and said, "Chaotang, rivers and lakes, if anything happens, it has nothing to do with the people."

Zhao Feihong nodded and said: "That's what I said, everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear, who cares about him, the Emperor of Dragon Court, and who is the leader of Jianghu?"

You Mengzhe was amused, he threw a peanut into Zhao Feihong's mouth when he opened his mouth, and with a flick, Zhao Feihong was about to say something when the peanut flew and hit him on the lips, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Children's naughty." Zhao Feihong said casually: "I'm laughing."

The passengers on the boat chatted with each other again. Zhao Feihong didn't blame You Mengzhe angrily, and You Mengzhe didn't care. He moved a small bench and looked outside the canopy. Zhao Feihong placed a balance with the old man and sat down to play chess. You Mengzhe saw his serious face, he couldn't help but want to fix him, but he didn't know how to toss him.

After a while, You Mengzhe got bored. He pushed to the left and touched the right. Zhao Feihong didn't speak. It's not surprising, it's self-defeating, You Mengzhe is so boring, he points and grabs Zhao Feihong's sunspots.

The old man just smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Feihong said: "Watching chess does not speak a real gentleman, don't make a fool of yourself."

You Mengzhe couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Zhao Feihong again, rubbing and rubbing, wishing he could get into his arms, Zhao Feihong restrained him with one hand, pressed his pulse door to the chess scale, and You Mengzhe finally stopped for a while.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Zhao Feihong said displeased, "Don't think you won't be beaten."

You Mengzhe said boredly, "Oh."

"Your disciple is acting like a spoiled child." The old man smiled and said, "I can't see it? The end."

You Mengzhe blushed and sat on the bow of the boat. After a while, Zhao Feihong played chess with the old man. The Wupeng boat docked and people were bustling with people. Several boats stopped at the Hanjiang ferry outside Jiangzhou. to Jiangzhou.

Zhao Feihong said as he walked: "Have dinner first, rest in the city for a night, and hire a car to take the official road to Beijing tomorrow...you Mengzhe! Be safe!"

After Zhao Feihong drank his name and surname, You Mengzhe suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. He stopped rubbing Zhao Feihong's shoulder and laughed. Zhao Feihong grabbed his collar and put it on his shoulder, and the two entered the city. go.

Zhao Feihong has absolutely no heroic style of the leader of the martial arts alliance. He is a commoner who hangs shoulders with his little apprentice, and he can't say what it looks like. Meng Zhe told the history of Jiangzhou City along the way, and his eyes lit up.

Zhao Feihong said: "Jiangzhou was called 'Rouge Fang' in ancient times. Two thousand years ago, it was just a small fishing village by the Han River. It was also the southern border of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, and the south of the Han River was a land of barbarians who were not educated. The residents of the former fishing village crossed the river, picked red and blue flowers in the southern border of Yunmengze, and came back to make rouge. It was only after the trade was established that this place gradually became prosperous.”

You Mengzhe said, "I know that there will be the Seven Horsemen Rebellion later."

Zhao Feihong nodded and said: "The seven tribes of the Xiongnu captured the Sili, the emperor fled, the economic and agricultural city in the north turned to Jiangzhou, the north and the south were divided into half, and the Central Plains was caught in war. Sixty years later, the Southern Dynasty assembled a large army to counterattack, killing the Huns. Out of the gate again."

Zhao Feihong leaned on You Mengzhe's shoulders and walked through the ten-mile prosperous long street. You Mengzhe listened intently, as if a golden horse in a troubled time, with a big picture scroll in front of him.

Zhao Feihong said with a slight smile, "Have you been fascinated?"

You Mengzhe said, "You know a lot."

Zhao Feihong said: "I read this passage in the book back then, and my mind was just like yours. Later, Jiangzhou gradually developed into its current prosperous appearance..."

Zhao Feihong and You Mengzhe wandered around the market, You Mengzhe said, "What do you want to buy?"

Zhao Feihong said: "If you don't buy anything, I'll show you what you want to buy, just do whatever you want."

"Here." Zhao Feihong smiled and said, "There are elephants over there."

You Mengzhe looked up, saw that the merchant from the Western Regions was still there, and the elephant was there, and said, "I know that thing, the monster of the Nanban, his elephant will sell for one thousand taels of silver!"

Zhao Feihong gave a surprised mouth and said, "I can't earn so much in my lifetime."

You Mengzhe laughed. The two came across the market. Zhao Feihong put one hand on You Mengzhe's shoulder and touched the elephant's trunk with the other, as if he was teasing it.

You Mengzhe said, "Why are you so poor?"

Zhao Feihong snorted: "Money and wealth are foreign things, and the poor return to the poor, but they can also support you."

You Mengzhe: "Is your brother quite rich?"

Zhao Feihong said: "Yuanshan's family is a big family in Xichuan. After moving to the capital, he is indeed very rich."

You Mengzhe said: "Why don't you ask him to ask for money? He is so rich and you are so shabby, how did you know him?"

Zhao Feihong raised his eyebrows and said, "Thousands of gold are easy to obtain, but confidants are hard to find. How can there be a reason to judge jiāo in terms of rich and poor?"

You Mengzhe stopped at a rope stall that sells sword spikes, knife spikes, as well as gem-studded dagger scabbards, scabbards, and more. In a peaceful and prosperous age, there are sword-loving sons and brothers everywhere. , even with weapons accessories business is also very good.

"How do you sell this?" You Mengzhe picked up a dagger scabbard and asked casually.

"Two taels of silver." The boss smiled and said, "Young Xia sees all the good stuff."

"Two taels!!" You Mengzhe shouted exaggeratedly, "I can get you a box of two taels of silver!!"

Zhao Feihong: "..."

In the past, You Mengzhe said that he couldn't just take out five taels of silver ingots and threw them on the stall, saying he didn't need to look for them. However, following Zhao Feihong these days, he unknowingly liked to haggle. Zhao Feihong's bargaining also carried an indifferent demeanor, and when he told jokes, he seemed to be teasing, but as soon as You Mengzhe bargained, he had a strong philistine, and an air of slickness was evident.

Zhao Feihong: "What do you want the dagger for?"

You Mengzhe said casually: "Give it to someone, that's all, don't buy it from him, go to another place to have a look."

The boss hurriedly said: "Hey little brother, why don't you give me a price..."

Zhao Feihong and You Mengzhe walked away for a while, then turned around with their shoulders on their backs. You Mengzhe said, "What is this for?"

You Mengzhe pointed to an arc made of silver foil, and the boss said, "This is called the waist of a stick. A pair of eyebrow sticks are inlaid with two pieces. It is very majestic! Little brother, both of you father and son use sticks. It's perfect! Five coins! A piece of silver!"

You Mengzhe squinted at Zhao Feihong, both of them were carrying weapons diagonally behind their backs, Zhao Feihong's was a black gold stick, and You Mengzhe's was a bamboo stick. Zhao Feihong said: "You can buy it if you like."

Four pieces of silver foil, two taels of silver, You Mengzhe said, "I'll give it to you."

Zhao Feihong took out a small silver ingot and threw it on the stall. The boss smiled and took over the two weapons. There was a small stove with an anvil behind the stall. You Mengzhe swung his hands together in a circle from front to back, and then swung back from behind his shoulders. The silver light flickered, which attracted loud applause from the market.

Zhao Feihong played a stick flower, and the black gold stick shook out a silvery moon-like luster, and it was even more colorful.

You Mengzhe said, "Where's my silver tael? Give me some, and I'll buy some as a gift."

Zhao Feihong put away the black gold stick, and said with a smile: "Be merciful everywhere, you can buy it, you can afford it."

You Mengzhe chose a knife spike that he wanted to give to Yu Changqing, and a clever dagger scabbard for Sun Bin. Jiulong concentric knotted a sword spike to You Gutian, but he didn't know what to give to Yu Wenhong. The vice huáng copper finger covers only have the middle two fingers.

Zhao Feihong said: "This is for practicing the pulse cutting diamond finger."

"The guest officer has good eyesight!" said the boss.

Zhao Feihong: "It's okay if you want to give Yu Wenhong one."

You Mengzhe counted it. There were eight taels of silver in total. Zhao Feihong bargained for a moment, and it was seventy-two percent. You Mengzhe said, "I can't tell the difference between swords, spikes, swords, and spikes. You can help me engrave a surname on the small jade plaque in the middle."

The boss nodded, took a needle-sized knife to write, and painted it with an ink pen. Zhao Feihong took You Mengzhe to the hotel.

Twenty yuan for one piece of money, fifty pieces of money, fifty pieces of one tael, there are three hundred and fifty pieces of money here! You Mengzhe thought that he couldn't help feeling distressed, and glanced at Zhao Feihong's face, he was embarrassed to spend so much money.

However, Zhao Feihong is not like a poor man, and he lives less like Yu Changqing's shabby life. He also eats well. He even took Meng Zhe to a teahouse to listen to storytelling.

You Mengzhe listened to Mr. Teahouse's anecdotes from the past with gusto, but saw Zhao Feihong smiling.

After listening to the book, on the evening of the second day of the new year, the market was prosperous, and Huajinlou also had a semicolon in Jiangzhou. You Mengzhe took the initiative to say, "Master, I invite you to come in for a drink and listen to the song, this is my family's business. "

Zhao Feihong said lightly: "You can play by yourself, I'll be waiting for you outside."

You Mengzhe: "I really went in."

Zhao Feihong stretched his sleeves and stood at the door. You Mengzhe had no choice but to come out and drag him behind him, saying, "Forget it."

Returning to the inn that night to rest, You Mengzhe lay on the bed in two beds and could not sleep. He kept peeking at Zhao Feihong and wanted to crawl over to sleep with him, but he didn't dare.

The pào was still playing outside, Zhao Feihong said coldly, "Give me a good sleep."

You Mengzhe turned around, thinking that Zhao Feihong is so good, he has to find a way to give him something. But what for him? Nothing is his own, the money is his father's, the baby is either his mother's or the one from the Qinghua Palace, nothing is his own, even he is raised by You Gutian - nothing.

But who really owns it? People are born with nothing, and even this body is given by their parents. You Mengzhe thought wildly, only while Zhuanyanggong was still there, tricked Zhao Feihong into double cultivation a few more times, um, that's it.

The next day, the two of them left Jiangzhou City. Zhao Feihong hired a car to go to Guandao and expected to arrive in the capital in ten days. You Mengzhe sat in the car half-asleep. It was his car that was the cheapest, and the people next to him would not hire his car when going to the capital. First, it didn't make sense, and second, he was afraid of being robbed on the road.

Zhao Feihong made a few gestures, knew how to speak in mute, and was not afraid of robbery because of his high martial arts skills, so the old horse and the old coachman went all the way to Beijing.

There was a narrow couch, two benches, and a small charcoal stove inside the carriage. It snowed last night, and it was a little cold outside. When the sky was dawn, the curtains were drawn. Feihong slumped and woke up, but did not open his eyes.

Zhao Feihong was very warm and had a manly air, You Mengzhe just wanted to drill into his arms and let him hold him.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Feihong said, "Sit up and don't move."

When You Mengzhe was restless, Zhao Feihong noticed it, and he rubbed and drilled again. Zhao Feihong stretched out his hand to get the stick, and You Mengzhe hurriedly shrank into the corner. What kind of calculation?

You Mengzhe squinted his eyes and began to exercise, thinking about what he was thinking about that day, mobilizing his inner strength to run around in his body, squeezing into the meridians, and after brewing for a long time, he found a feeling of being intoxicated.

You Mengzhe practiced Zhuanyang Zhenju upside down once.

Yes... that's right! That's what it feels like! caught! You Mengzhe felt that his whole body started to heat up, his true anger rushed to the left and right in his dantian, and he immediately went crazy! Not so much! still vomit blood, how can vomit really? You Mengzheyun's true qi trembled in his chest - nothing came out.

Shake again! not.

The infuriating qi is already in chaos, the mobilization does not move, there is a warm current in the nasal cavity, and the nose bleeds? Really God help me too! You Mengzhe sucked the nosebleed hard, and then spit it out.

"Meng Zhe?" Zhao Feihong immediately noticed that You Mengzhe was like a gossamer, leaning in the corner of the carriage, motionless, Zhao Feihong touched his forehead and felt his pulse, and he was shocked. This time it was more dangerous than the last time!

"Meng Zhe!" Zhao Feihong hurriedly hugged You Mengzhe, was silent for a moment, and took off his robe.

So You Mengzhe got his wish! You Mengzhe waited for a while until Zhao Feihong entered, Fang gaspingly hugged his neck and groaned in a low voice.

Zhao Feihong was at a loss, and You Mengzhe approached to kiss again, so he had to close his eyes to respond.

"Master..." You Mengzhe panted.

Zhao Feihong: "..."

Zhao Feihong was bare chested, and his face was red. He had already shivered once. You Mengzhe had mixed his breath and everything was fine, but he stretched out his arms to hug him. Zhao Feihong had to let him wrap his arms around his neck, with a look that he didn't know what to do.

Coquettish, decisively take the opportunity to coquettish. You Mengzhe has learned it.

In the following time, You Mengzhe started to stick to people, and the next day he brewed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Feihong didn't say anything, he took off his clothes, and double repaired.

You Mengzhe gradually felt the pattern. No matter how much you use it, the nosebleed can't be used up. It can flow as much as you want. The reason is that there is yīnjīng in the body of a man, and the yīn and yang complement each other, so it is balanced. If sexual intercourse is not controlled and yīnjīng is lost, it will be easy to get angry. Ordinary people don't matter, You Mengzhe's body has both Yang-turning skills and Zhao Feihong's masculine infuriating energy.

If the object of the double cultivation is a woman, it is better to say that the yīn and yang complement each other. After the jīng is released, the yīn qi can be balanced in a woman, but Zhao Feihong is a man.

You Mengzhe thought about coming from time to time, and he gushed blood. Zhao Feihong had no choice but to take off his clothes and repair with him. When he got there, he didn't even tie his robe, so he put it on so loosely, showing strong shoulders and back, which made You Mengzhe chūn. His heart was dàng, so he went back and forth, the frequency of vomiting blood increased, and Zhao Feihong was almost devastated.

However, after this pair of repairs, it did not damage Yang Yuan, and did not consume jīng energy. Zhao Feihong was full of infuriating energy, and there was nothing he could do.

For two days in a row, You Mengzhe's legs trembled a little, his face flushed red, wrapped in a robe, lying on the narrow couch gasping for breath.

The carriage was full of charming colors, Zhao Feihong was already a little numb sitting on the side of the couch, and if he continued playing like this, he would be played crazy sooner or later. You Mengzhe took Zhao Feihong's hand and rubbed his fingers in and out.

In less than a while, the thing under Zhao Feihong's crotch was actually hard again.

"Master." You Mengzhe lay on his side and looked at him, took his hand and shook it, and said, "Do you like me anymore?"

Zhao Feihong didn't answer, he held him in one hand and looked out of the window in a trance.

Another day passed, and You Mengzhe himself had to rest for a while, indulging in sexual desires... The result of excessive double cultivation was a burst of pain in the backyard. Lying down, his face was flushed, and he could still cultivate in his heart, but his body could not. Too much can also be bad.

Zhao Feihong didn't know what the hell was going on in the boy's heart. He tried his pulse and saw that the pulse was stable. He expected it to be slow for a few days. After noon that day, the carriage entered the territory of Sili. Zhao Feihong instructed the driver to leave the official road and go to look for it. a small town.

"Where?" You Mengzhe asked.

Zhao Feihong said: "There is a fishing village in Yuejing Lake in front of you. Find something to eat to replenish your body."

The carriage stopped, Zhao Feihong put on his robe and belted, and said, "Go down for a walk, chūn warm flowers bloom, bask in the sun."

These days, Meng Zhe has become accustomed to it. The more he pretends to be a sick patient, sympathetic and pitiful, the less Zhao Feihong will embarrass himself. So I came down weakly. After many days in the car, I didn't get much sun. When I got out of the car, I had a broad vision and a relaxed mind.

I saw the wind on one side of the big lake, and the lake was full of water lines. There were many fishermen drying their nets in the distance. Zhao Feihong went to buy food, and You Mengzhe leaned lazily beside the carriage.

The fragrance of flowers was entangled in the wind and rushed towards him. You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong's back, and his inner feelings were about to move again. Zhao Feihong was buying soft-shelled turtles from the fisherman. It was a good thing to nourish the yīn, clearing the heat and regulating the liver. A braised turtle, buy some rice and eat by the lake with You Mengzhe.

You Mengzhe watched it for a while, and he couldn't tell how much he liked it, but suddenly he wanted to double cultivation again.

So You Mengzhe climbed into the carriage, lay on his side on the narrow couch, and began to get lucky. Now, his skill in pretending to be infatuated with magic has become so perfect that his nose bleeds as soon as he thinks about it.

Suddenly, heard a silly voice from outside the carriage:

"This place is the best soft-shelled turtle. Legend has it that the emperor has also come here... Brothers have eaten first, and then go to Beijing after noon..."

You Mengzhe recognized the voice, so he didn't bother to pretend, he quickly pulled the curtain and said, "Brother Wang!"

"Ah?" Yangzhou Zhukuai, who was stubbornly backed, was stunned as he pressed the car on the side of the road: "Youxian brother! This misses you! Why are you here!"

You Mengzhe forgot that he was still suffering from nosebleeds, so he leaned against the car window with blood on his face and said, "Are you going to Beijing at this time?"

Wang Tan laughed, and You Mengzhe got out of the car to talk. The two chatted for a while. It turned out that Wang Tan had received a letter from a businessman from Ting County who had entered Yangzhou to do business, saying that Meng Zhe would go to Beijing on his own after You Mengzhe would not have to wait any longer. Feihong entrusted a message to someone, so he set off for the capital with his brothers.

We just met on the road, and Wang Tan was still thinking about the benefits of Huajinlou. After Yu Mengzhe greeted him that day, Wang Tan went to Huajinlou for free and all three escorts were included. Happy as in heaven and earth. After the two sides chatted for a while, You Mengzhe asked about Yu Changqing's current situation. Wang Tan didn't know, and he went to meet.

"What's wrong with you? You were beaten?" Wang Tan asked, "Who beat you up! My brother is going to help you out!"

You Mengzhe just remembered, he smeared his face casually, smearing blood on his face, looked at Wang Gan like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Hey, it's alright—it's a long story, it's pretending... it's deceiving people. play..."

While speaking, a hand was placed on his right shoulder, and You Mengzhe's smile froze.

Zhao Feihong nodded to Wang Tan, and You Mengzhe said, "Hehehe, this is my master."

Wang Tan: "Hehehe."

You Mengzhe: "Hehehe...hehe...hehe..."

Zhao Feihong saw the ceremony and threw You Mengzhe into the car. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to scold him, but he couldn't find anything to say.

You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong with blood on his face.

"You... these days it's actually... you... I..." Zhao Feihong only felt that it was himself who should vomit blood. Nai He took a mouthful of blood to his throat, but he couldn't spit it out.

You Mengzhe did not dare to speak, Zhao Feihong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Don't do this again, vomiting blood will hurt the lungs..."

You Mengzhe hurriedly said: "No, no, it's all nosebleeds, it's not in the way, it will come out after a good luck. Master, don't worry."

Zhao Feihong: "..."