Chapter 23 Songjiang Guanghan

Xu Jiangmian didn't know that he had recruited the young people behind him to have an unprecedented ignorant impulse about "sex". He only felt a trance in his arms - why this person's face was as cold and hard as a green mountain, but his chest was like this. The fiery warmth makes people feel comfortable and unwilling to leave...

So he put his upper body around him, and let his legs touch his knees. He stepped on the stirrups, but after a while, the people behind him pulled back slightly, and the cold wind rushed into the gap between their bodies. Xu Jiangmian Can not help but feel a secret cold and loss.

The oil lamps cast their shadows in the snow, the heavy nose of the horses emits a cold mist, and the unique indigo night in northern Liaoning dyes the distant mountains, villages, and undulating original slopes into a dreamlike silver blue. Lu Jingyun is persistent. The horse whip walked towards the high and open place. Xu Jiangmian saw that the sky was gradually becoming clearer, and the shadows of the messy branches were left behind. When they stopped again, they had already seen the vast and cold Songjiang River, and the smoke trees on the other side seemed to be haunted. As they wandered, thick ice formed on the surface of the river, and the movement was reversed, which was truly amazing.

Xu Jiangmian jumped off his horse involuntarily and took a few quick steps up the top slope. Lu Jingyun also turned over and followed by pulling the reins. He saw that the cracks exposed by the sun on the sunny day were frozen again at this time, buried in the newly frozen layer. Below, the staggered fractures and folds extend into the distance, which is more vivid than the completely clean and traceless ice surface. Thinking about the beauty of the ice-cracked porcelain, it is from this... At this time, his urgency of soreness has completely receded. , replaced by a chilly feeling of coolness, and Lu Jingyun felt that the front of his trousers had just gotten wet a little, and this time, the endless sense of confusion and shame swept over the sky again.

Xu Jiangmian stood still on the Potou for a long time, then turned around and looked behind him, only to realize that the man was staring at him.

"It's alright." Lu Jingyun restrained his panic and changed the subject: "The Xu residence is so close to Songjiang, have you never been here before?"

"I've been here, but I can only leave the house on New Year's Day, and every time I go out, I have to accompany a lot of servants." Xu Jiangmian sighed, "You came from Ludi, have you seen the sea?"

"I've seen it." Lu Jingyun and his grandmother returned home this time, and they went north by boat from the sea.

"Songjiang is so vast, how can the sea be so majestic?" the boy asked again.

Lu Jingyun is not good at talking, although he has read some books, he is even more incapable of describing it when facing him.

"Or is it like a 'mirage's half-blurred'? Or is it as big as a 'sun, moon and star man'?" Xu Jiangmian looked far away. 'The world is between heaven and earth, doesn't it look like the sky is in Daze?' Brother Yuanzhao, is it as sad as the frog and summer bug that I am trapped in this house?"

Lu Jingyun looked at him with his brows knitted together, with the appearance of weeping tears, and the intention to belittle himself. He finally understood where the sullenness in the beautiful appearance of the young master of the Xu family and the smooth sound of the piano came from. He suddenly felt a sense of pity in his heart. , just like facing the falling flowers drifting away in the spring river, couldn't help but want to take care of them.

"Gan Luo worshipped Qin Shangqing at the age of 12, and Huo Qubing became a champion at the age of 18." Xu Jiangmian saw him speechless, and smiled bitterly to himself, "Although I don't have such ambition and intelligence, I know that people shouldn't be like this. alive."

"But the life of the second young master is the dream of countless people." Lu Jingyun wanted to say something comforting, but when he said it, it seemed like he was satirizing Xu Jiangmian when he was full, but he didn't know when he was hungry.

"I know that. But if China were all people like me who only enjoy themselves and don't do anything, it's hard to imagine what it would be like." It would be great if I grew up in Fuzhong, and I have friends."

Lu Jingyun returned to his room that night, and repeated Xu Jiangmian's words in his mind countless times. He thought, does he mean that they have become friends? When he recalled the source of Xu Jiangmian's melancholy, he found it even more valuable—his father Lu Ruxing was the owner of a high-end hotel in Ludi before, and Lu Jingyun, a dignitary and a wealthy young master, had also come into contact with a lot. No child would be born like Xu Jiangmian. His sigh—perhaps because he read a lot, his realm ambitions were higher than those of his peers, but the higher his anger, the more difficult it would be for him to be trapped in the house...

He couldn't help feeling sorry for him, but he had no choice but to spend as much time as possible to accompany him. Their evening rendezvous was less hindered by the birth of the young lady. With Xu Jiangmian's intelligence, he actually learned to ride a horse long ago, but he would still show hesitation when he mounted his horse, so that the warm embrace could protect him behind him... And Lu Jingyun was in pain every time he walked at night. The torture, when I returned to the house, the front of the trousers was wet and dry, leaving a shameful liquid stain.

Every time Lu Jingyun received a note from the little eunuch, he swore that he would try to ride two horses with Xu Jiangmian tonight, but every time Xu Jiangmian hesitated, he couldn't help sitting behind him... …

The strange and comfortable feeling of holding the boy behind him excited and frightened him, and the swelling changes in his body also frightened him. After all, Lu Jingyun was still a child. Since his parents were not around, he didn't quite understand some things. , He began to wonder if he was ill, and he had borrowed medical books from Xu Jiangmian politely. Say you're fine.

In the spring, the ice and snow melted, and the Songjiang River, which they had watched side by side many times, had also thawed. It was swept down by the broken ice and poured downstream. There were countless life in the forest. Lu Jingyun also temporarily gave up the idea of ​​escaping because of Xu Jiangmian. The grandmother was very busy in the mansion and had no time to complain about the past. Their life in the Xu mansion gradually became regular and calm.

But Lu Jingyun encountered a problem in the stable. He found that the little mare, who was usually mild-mannered, was a little restless, with its tail raised high, and always rubbing against his arm, neighing softly from time to time, he vaguely felt something What, I didn't know what to do, so when Master Xu and the housekeeper came to walk the horse that morning, Lu Jingyun reported the situation to the housekeeper Zhou.

Butler Zhou walked over to take a look, and burst into laughter with Master Xu. Master Xu smiled and said, "It's still a young man after all.

Butler Zhou smiled and said to Lu Jingyun, "This horse is in heat, and it is now over three years old, so it can be bred."

Lu Jingyun restrained himself not to have any fluctuations in his expression in front of them, but his face still blushed, "...I won't do this."

The master and the butler laughed together, "I know you definitely won't."

Lu Jingyun's face turned even redder, they laughed enough, the master said: "In two days, call up the old Chen who is helping the livestock at the foot of the mountain, light up the lights in the stables at night, and walk more during the day, these few old ones are only one piece. He's worthy." He turned his head to look at Lu Jingyun again, and said to the housekeeper, "I see that this child has a good body and bones, and is about the same age as Mian'er. Now that Mian'er is older, it's not good to have too many maids around him. After the horse is bred, how about calling him into the inner courtyard to serve him, and sending a few maids outside to help?"

The housekeeper nodded. He also noticed that Lu Jingyun's unrestrainedness has been restrained a lot these days, and he does not hesitate to work, so he said, "It's still my master who thinks carefully."

Hearing them say this, Lu Jingyun's heart jumped wildly, he went back and asked the little eunuch to tell Xu Jiangmian the news, and then he received an elegant painting given to him by the young man, it was a tree and flowers he had never seen before." The violent Martin in the inner courtyard is open, and you can smell it when you come." The young man's words were more elegant and agile than before, as if there was endless joy hidden in it.

The old man prevented the maid from seducing his son, and ended up putting the most dangerous little Lu in there.