Gu Yun deliberately slowed down his breathing, but in the end, his body would always tremble involuntarily. Just now, he was standing like a mast, so others couldn't tell. Now that Changgeng was hugging him, he felt some kind of intense pain that was about to burst out of his body.
Gu Yun panted lightly for a moment, and his brows furrowed imperceptibly. Chong Changgeng laughed carelessly and lied through his teeth. "Alright, it's just a Japanese. You won't be scared if I touch your hair. Don't hold on to me so tightly."
Changgeng: "…"
He really felt sorry for him and wanted to beat him to death.
Gu Yun leaned on the long scabbard of the Japanese katana and propped himself up again. Blue veins were exposed on the back of his pale hand, and they were about to burst out of his skin. The bowl of wine that Chen Qingxu gave him contained the medicine that he usually drank. Gu Yun leaned closer and sniffed it. He hesitated between "deaf and blind" and "my head is about to explode, but I can still see." He quickly chose the latter.
Actually, it wasn't a big problem if he didn't drink it. After all, Gu Yun didn't know beforehand that the "musician" in Linyuan Pavilion was coincidentally Divine Doctor Chen's granddaughter. However, when the bowl of medicine was in front of him, he couldn't overcome his desire to control.
Gu Yun admitted that Shen Yi was right. He also knew that one day, he would have to live peacefully with this incomplete body. However, knowing was one thing, and he couldn't do it for the time being.
Even if he knew that he could live without any obstacles without relying on his eyesight and hearing. Even if he knew in his heart that any kind of illness, once it became a habit, it wouldn't be considered an illness anymore.
But The Old Marquis had deprived him of the most carefree years of his childhood for this, and though times had changed, it was still hard to reconcile.
There was nothing he could do about it for the time being. He could only wait for time to solve everything. In fact, after getting along with the Changgeng for the past few years, Gu Yun's resentment towards the previous generation had faded a lot. Although he would not treat the Changgeng as harshly as The Old Marquis, he could gradually understand The Old Marquis' fatherly heart.
The elimination of all enmity and resentment in the world is mostly dependent on forgetting and putting oneself in someone else's shoes.
Changgeng gritted his teeth and said, "I won't."
Not only did he not let go, but he even tightened his grip on Gu Yun's hands and insisted on sticking to Gu Yun's body. He was practically holding Gu Yun hostage all the way into the cabin.
Gu Yun asked curiously, "Why did you invent a new trick of acting coquettishly?"
Changgeng said sarcastically, "I was scared to death by the Dongying people."
Gu Yun, "…"
Changgeng said to himself in his heart, "Calm down, calm down a little."
While he was trying his best to calm himself down, he helped Gu Yun to sit down on the bandit leader's chair and adjusted a relatively comfortable position for him to lean on.
Changgeng frowned and scrutinized Gu Yun's expression. He lowered his voice and asked in his ear, "Godfather, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Gu Yun knew that he could not hide it. After thinking for a while, he decisively chose to act shamelessly and hooked his finger at Changgeng.
Changgeng leaned over with a solemn expression.
Gu Yun said in a low voice, "Unfavorable menstrual flow and abdominal pain." Changgeng did not react at first, "What?"
After asking, he came back to his senses. The young man's face turned red in an instant. It was unknown whether it was due to embarrassment or anger.
Gu Yun had a splitting headache and wished he could bang his head against the wall. When he saw that Changgeng's face was tender and cute, he endured the pain and laughed at the same time to relieve the pain.
Changgeng's eyes were almost spitting fire as he glared at him angrily.
Gu Yun was well aware of the rhythm of "touching the head when teasing". He coughed dryly and said seriously, "I didn't have time to eat tonight and drank a bowl of cold wine from Miss Chen. My stomach hurts a little. It's okay."
These words sounded reasonable at first, but who among those who had been in the army all year round didn't have a full meal when they were hungry?
How could someone like Marshal Gu, who was exceptionally thick-skinned, have the face to pretend to be weak?
Changgeng's efforts to calm himself completely went up in smoke. He was about to explode in anger and blurted out, "Shi Liu Gu, you …"
After saying "you" for a long time, he could not think of how to react.
Gu Yun suddenly laughed and raised his hand to pat Changgeng's head, "Why? You've grown up and know how to feel sorry for your foster father? You didn't do it for nothing. "
His palm was like a heavenly screen. The monstrous anger in Changgeng's heart was smacked down. In the blink of an eye, there was only a small amount of smoke left. It was extinguished powerlessly and helplessly.
Changgeng thought to himself, "Who would feel sorry for you? You don't speak the truth. Why should I worry about this? I won't die anyway. "
However, Gu Yun's ugly expression stung his eyes. Changgeng could control what he said and what he thought, but he could not control the anxiety in his heart.
He sulked alone for a while and sighed secretly. He turned around and walked around the large, imposing chair. He pressed his hands on Gu Yun's temples and rubbed them methodically. His face was as gloomy as water after a quarrel. Changgeng could see that Gu Yun's shoulders were relaxed. Normally, he would not feel pain in his chest and abdomen. His limbs were also moving normally. Presumably, a little flesh wound on his arms and legs would not hurt him so much. After thinking about it, he probably still had a headache. Changgeng remembered that he also had a headache on the way from Yanhui Town to the capital.
As he massaged, he could not help but ridicule, "Foster father told me last time that you had a migraine. Did you forget today?"
Gu Yun, "…"
He had indeed forgotten. The number of lies he had told in his life were as vast as the sea. If he remembered every single one of them, there would probably be no room for anything else in his brain.
Changgeng, "Hmm?"
Gu Yun, "I do have a headache. Isn't it because I'm exhausted from working hard for Daliang? Sigh!"
He actually said it without blushing. Changgeng was in awe and completely lost his temper.
After Gu Yun finished speaking, he used his unique skill of "falling asleep immediately". He closed his eyes and enjoyed Changgeng's service. Unfortunately, the matter outside was not over yet. He had to keep an ear open at all times and did not dare to really fall asleep.
Changgeng had just started massaging his acupuncture points without any distractions. As he massaged, his gaze involuntarily fell on Gu Yun's face.
For people who were used to seeing such things, there was not much difference between being handsome or ugly. Even the monk's bewitching white face was no different from Uncle Wang of the Marquis' mansion after he had seen it for a long time. Oh, Uncle Wang was even cleaner than the monk.
Only Gu Yun was an exception.
Gu Yun's hair, which had been scattered by the Dongying people, did not have time to tie it up again. It was scattered all over his shoulders. Changgeng stared at him for a long time. All kinds of dreams that were deeply suppressed in his memories involuntarily surfaced in his mind. If he did not restrain himself, those memories would take a mile after taking an inch and arouse some of his extended fantasies. Every time this happened, he would forcefully interrupt his thoughts, just like how he fought against Wu 'er Gu. He would repeatedly recite the meaningless scriptures that Liao Ran taught him in his heart. It was like using a whetstone to repeatedly grind his heart.
But for some reason, this trick suddenly did not work. Perhaps Changgeng used all of his self-control to restrain his anger just now. His thoughts suddenly ran wild.
The restless Wu 'er Gu in his body weaved an indescribable fantasy for him.
He seemed to see himself bending down and kissing Gu Yun's forehead, the space between his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose … all the way to his lips. Those lips would definitely not be very soft, nor would they be very sweet. They would probably be bitter, like the smell of medicine that would never be removed from his body, or perhaps a little bit of wine. Chang Geng really wanted to take a bite out of him. As soon as this thought popped up, his lips and teeth seemed to immediately have a slightly sweet taste of blood, which made his entire body tremble. Chang Geng fiercely trembled for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses. He found himself standing behind Gu Yun's chair in a daze, and his tongue had been bitten by himself.
The next moment, Changgeng realized that his fingers were still beside Gu Yun's ear. He immediately retracted his hand as if he had been scalded.
He froze for a moment. His breath was unstable as he called out softly, "Godfather?"
Gu Yun was pretending to be asleep. He did not open his eyes, so he did not see the bloody light in Changgeng's eyes that had not faded away.
Changgeng looked at him deeply. He picked up his sword and quickly ran out of the cabin.
Outside the cabin, the sea breeze whistled. The Black Eagle hovered near the main ship as a guard. Below them, the real Jiangnan navy was methodically cleaning up the battle under Yao Zhen's command. The Dongying people, who scattered when the tree fell, simply jumped into the sea and prepared to take a small boat or swim away. The four-faced sea serpent had already cast a dark net in the water. Not long after, it caught a large group of people who walked into the net.
Huang Qiao was personally brought to Yao Zhen. Yao Zhen had a playful expression on his face. He was bending down not far away to say something to him.
These hurriedly entered Changgeng's eyes, but he did not take them to heart. The burning heat on his body and face slowly dissipated in the sea breeze.
The unique gloomy coldness of the sea, like gangrene attached to the bones, quietly wormed its way into his bones. The coldness was unforgettable and engraved in his heart. Changgeng faced the sea and said to himself in his heart, "You bastard."
He thought that he could no longer stay at the Marquis's manor or Gu Yun's side.
Two days later, in Lord Yao's manor.
The peach blossoms in the courtyard had bloomed. The fragrant water vapor blew in. Gu Yun sat by the window, eating melon seeds as she waited for Yao Zhen to write a memorial. Fearing that there would be changes in the capital, the urgent memorial had already been sent to the capital.
The capital had sealed off the news. However, each party had their own spies. They had already spread a few words. They said that the Emperor was furious and ordered the Imperial Guards to surround and capture the Prince of Wei. The Prince of Wei planned to escape the capital at night. He walked to Desheng Gate and was caught. As for how he would be dealt with, no one knew.
Now that the dust in Jiangnan had settled, another memorial had to be written to explain the cause and effect to the Emperor.
Yao Zhen put down the brush with a sleep-deprived face, "Marquis, how do you think this matter should be settled?"
Gu Yun indifferently replied, "Just say that the Imperial Inspector sensed that there was something strange on the sea and secretly sent people to investigate openly and secretly. He thwarted the rebel army's plot in one fell swoop before it could take shape."
Yao Zhen said, "No, no, I'm just a scholar. I vomited the entire way. How could I? Naturally, it was Marquis who entered the enemy's ranks alone and turned the tide. "
Gu Yun smiled, "Marquis? The Marquis of Stability is far away in the northwest. Could it be that he knows the art of flying in the sky and burrowing into the earth? I heard that the Lord Yao was quick-witted in the face of battle. He ordered his soldiers to wear black armor to intimidate the rebel army and cause them to fall into chaos. This method is truly admirable. "
Yao Zhen blurted out, "I won't do it. Don't harm me."
The Lord Yao was thirty-six years old this year. It was the age when a man was at his most vigorous. He had a spirited mustache and was born with a shrewd and capable face. This person's official career rose and fell several times in the first half of his life. From beginning to end, he stayed in the land of fish and rice and did not leave. He had no achievements. He had the unique skill of not being able to get out of bed day and night.
People had probably forgotten that in the twelfth year of the Yuanhe Era, Gu Yun's teacher, Lin Mosen, was still alive. He was the chief examiner of that year's examination. When he saw Yao Zhen's essay, he couldn't help but slap the table in praise. He presented it to the Yuanhe Emperor and personally conferred him the title of Zhuangyuan.
Gu Yun said meaningfully, "Quelling the rebellion in the Eastern Sea and eliminating a war that could have endangered the capital's important areas. Don't you want such a great merit? Lord Yao, your future as a general is just around the corner. "
Yao Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "I can only eat as much as I can. This lowly official has no talent and no virtue. I'm content to retire comfortably in a corner. How can I have the ability to ride the wind and transform the clouds? Marquis, please spare this lowly official. "
Gu Yun said, "I still want to report to the Emperor and send you to the northwest to be an army supervisor."
Yao Zhen held his head and bowed, "This lowly official has an eighty-year-old mother and a young son waiting to be fed. I beg the hero to spare my lowly life. If you see something good in my family, you can take it."
Gu Yun, "…"
"How about this, Marquis? Look, since this matter happened here, the Governor of Liangjiang, Zhou Daren definitely can't avoid it. I'll go and discuss with him." Yao Zhen smiled apologetically. Seeing that Gu Yun's expression didn't seem too good, he hurriedly added, "That's right, there's also the Young Highness. When the Young Highness was traveling in Jiangnan, he happened to see the rebel army capturing the civilian long-armed master. He saw injustice on the road and sneaked in alone.
As soon as these words came out, Gu Yun didn't say anything.
Although it was inconvenient to say Changgeng's background now, he definitely had a grudge against him. Now that this matter might involve the Prince of Wei, the Emperor was bound to be bitterly disappointed. Seeing his younger brother, who had always disliked him, clearly stand on his side, he might be willing to let go of the previous generation's grudges.
Changgeng was about to reach the age where he could be conferred the title of Prince. If he could gain the Emperor's favor, his future path might be better.
Gu Yun weighed the pros and cons for a moment, then glared at Yao Zhen in annoyance. This person was indeed very talented. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to maintain a long-term friendship with the Marquis of Stability after meeting him once. However, it was true that he didn't seek to improve himself. All he pursued was to muddle along and wait for death. He used his intelligence and wisdom to bribe and flatter.
Yao Zhen smiled and asked again, "Marquis, do you think this is okay?"
Gu Yun was too lazy to pay attention to him. He rolled his eyes, put on his clothes, and stood up.
He prepared to quietly leave Jiangnan. In this matter, the Linyuan Pavilion and the Black Iron Battalion were both involved. However, it was inconvenient for them to show their faces. How to smooth it all depended on Yao Zhen's pen.
When Gu Yun pushed open the door and came out, he saw Changgeng in the courtyard cutting a bamboo flute. Ge Pangxiao, Cao Niangzi, and the Lord Yao's two younger daughters were surrounding him. Changgeng's hands were skillful and gentle. He cut a small bamboo flute for each of them. The two little girls were not even ten years old, and they were jumping and jumping around him.
Gu Yun was in a good mood when he saw Changgeng. Although he had never said it, he had always hoped that Changgeng would grow up to be a sharp but not overly clever person. He also hoped that Changgeng would grow up to be a person who was not indecisive. He didn't want to be as weak as his father, and he didn't want to be as extreme as his mother.
Changgeng's growth was completely in line with his expectations.
Even his appearance was inherited from his parents.
He walked over and took a newly formed flute from Changgeng's hands. He smiled and said, "Is there one for me?"
The relaxed smile on Changgeng's face froze. He took the flute back and handed it to the little girl who was eagerly waiting at the side. He said, "It's a small thing to play with children. It's very crude. Godfather, don't make fun of it."
Gu Yun, "…"
He silently stared at the flute in the little girl's hands and thought, "I want it too."
The child, who wasn't even as long as Gu Yun's legs, put her hands behind her back and fearlessly looked up to meet Marshal Gu's eyes.
Changgeng put down the things in his hands and motioned to Ge Pangxiao and the others to play with the two little girls. He followed Gu Yun. His heart sank, and he said to Gu Yun, "Godfather, are you going back to the Western Regions?"
Gu Yun replied, "Yes. Go back to the capital for me and meet the Emperor. Zhong Ze will teach you what to say. Don't worry."
Changgeng nodded silently.
"You've done a meritorious deed this time. The Emperor might reward you," Gu Yun said, "He might let you attend court in advance. If you mention it, he might even let you come to the Northwest to find me."
When they met again this year, Changgeng was like an adult who didn't panic in the face of danger. The childish appearance he had last year was gone. Gu Yun's determination to not bring him to the Northwest had also loosened. Now that the Northwest was still somewhat peaceful, Gu Yun thought that he could bring Changgeng to gain some knowledge. In any case, he didn't need to follow him. In the future, when he returned to the imperial court, he could still be counted as his capital.
When Gu Yun left home, Changgeng had always wanted to go to the Northwest with him. Gu Yun thought that he would finally get what he wanted and be overjoyed for once.
Unexpectedly, Changgeng stopped in his tracks. After a moment of silence, he said, "Godfather, I don't want to go to the Western Regions."
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