Emperor … .Emperor, why are you here … .Why are you here? Youyu began to talk nonsense.
The emperor had a leisurely expression at this moment. He was wearing a dark casual clothes and drank the cup of wine in his hand.
Youyu, it really is you. The emperor handed down the cup and looked at Youyu, who was standing in front of him in a daze.
After all, Youyu had been drinking for a long time, so he reacted in an instant. After taking a deep breath, he calmed down.
He smiled and walked forward. Emperor, you are coming … He poured the emperor another cup of wine, Why didn't you tell me earlier? I will arrange the best private room for you.
The emperor drank the wine that Youyu poured for him. Youyu said again: Emperor, I will take out all the wine in my collection. You can taste whatever you want. I will taste the dishes for you.
Don't make it public. The emperor told Youyu.
Youyu replied: Since the emperor doesn't want to make it public, this minister will naturally keep it a secret for the emperor. The emperor can rest assured.
When the emperor saw Youyu's pretentious appearance, he couldn't help but laugh. Then he took Youyu's hand and pulled him to his side. His tipsy face approached Youyu.
How come I don't see you like this usually? The emperor asked him.
Knowing that her disguise had been seen through by him, Youyu's nervousness and uneasiness returned.
This minister … .This minister Youyu couldn't speak again.
Youyu saw his appearance from the emperor's eyes and felt that he was very disappointing.
This minister … .This minister still wants to know why the emperor came here tonight?
The emperor let go of Youyu and sighed.
Zhen has been very tired recently. I haven't seen you for a few days, so zhen wanted to come here in person.
Youyu lowered his head: The emperor can summon this minister at any time. This minister will come.
Yu'er, here, you don't need to do this. The emperor looked at Youyu who had lowered his head. Take out all the wine you have in your collection.
Youyu did not say a word and personally ran downstairs and upstairs. She filled the Emperor's cup to the brim and picked up some food for the Emperor.
The Emperor's alcohol tolerance was not good. After a few cups, he was already somewhat absent-minded. Youyu then helped the Emperor change his clothes and rest. However, just as Youyu was about to leave, the Emperor said: "Yu'er, you stay."
Youyu found it strange that someone would notice him sneaking away when he was drunk. But he still followed the Emperor's instructions and did not leave.
The lights in the house were extinguished, leaving only the faint light from outside the house. The Emperor slept soundly beside Youyu, snoring slightly.
This was the first time he laid down with the sleeping His Majesty. In the past, he would leave in a hurry before the emperor fell asleep.
Because of this, he had a strange feeling that he was not in the mood for sleep.
Youyu turned his body sideways. In the darkness, the emperor's silhouette was only faintly glowing. His face was immersed in the darkness that Youyu could not distinguish.
The Emperor turned around in his deep sleep. He was face to face with Youyu.
Youyu looked at him without moving. Then, he used his strength to move closer to the Emperor's face. His breath hit the tip of his nose.
He stretched out his fingertips and brushed the Emperor's eyebrows. Then, he quickly withdrew his hand. He was afraid that his small action would wake up the sleeping Emperor. But because of his unnecessary and timid thoughts, he felt ridiculous.
In his impression, the Emperor had always been like this. He was neither young nor old. Youyu remembered the scene in his memory. In the gloomy imperial palace, he knelt in front of the Emperor. He did not even dare to raise his head. The Emperor also did not say a word for a long time.
Youyu thought it was over. This time, there was no other way. But that night, he was summoned to the palace.
He anxiously changed his clothes and took a bath. Then, he got on the carriage. Under the gloomy atmosphere, he entered the palace. Through the dim yellow gauze curtain, he saw the Emperor for the first time.
This time, he saw him for several years. Youyu did not know how many years it had been. For young people, just a few years, they would feel that it was half a lifetime. Not to mention, he was a person who had experienced two lifetimes.
The past and the Emperor's breathing made Youyu sleepy. Before he fell asleep, he thought, but in this half a lifetime, the words he said to the Emperor seemed to be able to be copied in a month.
When he opened his eyes the next day, Youyu was shocked.
Damn, he did not help the Emperor get up. He found that the spot facing him was empty. There were also marks on the pillow.
"Lao Song!" Youyu shouted. But he remembered that he was in the Guiyu Pavilion. But Lao Song still pushed the door open and entered.
Lao Song's expression was indescribable.
"Don't look at me like that," Youyu said as he dressed himself. "That guest is the Emperor."
Lao Song's expression turned into surprise.
"What! The Emperor? "
"Where is the Emperor?" Youyu stood up and asked.
"He left early in the morning," Lao Song immediately told him. "He also told us not to disturb your rest."
Sigh, it's all my fault for thinking too much last night. I slept so late, I really overslept this morning. Youyu sighed.
"Next time he comes, just call me."
"Okay!" Lao Song nodded.
Just as they were talking, Sun Yizhi rushed in.
"Youyu, you're amazing! You received a guest last night?! "Sun Yizhi opened his eyes wide, unable to contain his excitement.
"Received your head, what does it have to do with you?" Youyu rolled his eyes.
"What are you embarrassed about, you've seen everything," Sun Yizhi said as he walked closer. "Come, tell me, how did you figure it out, haha."
"If you keep being like this," Youyu pretended to look at him fiercely, "I'll go to Lord Zhang and say bad things about you."
"Go," Sun Yizhi folded his arms. "I've already broken up with him. Last night, a new character came in, he's better at spending money and talking than him."
"Oh, so you came to my place early in the morning to talk about yin and yang. So you had a fight with Zhang Zezheng again." Youyu laughed.
"Don't fight, don't fight, we've already broken up." Sun Yizhi changed his tone. "Later, I'll personally send the painting to that person's residence. He just paid a deposit last night."
"Up to you," Youyu said. "As long as you don't send it back in half a month."
"It's possible, I'm in a good mood, it's not impossible for me to stay at that person's residence for a few days," Sun Yizhi told him.
"What's that person's name?" Youyu asked.
"His surname is Yan, his name is Zigui, a good name!" Sun Yizhi replied with a smile.
Youyu didn't think much of it, he tied up his clothes and walked out.
However, he also felt that Sun Yizhi and Lord Zhang were really energetic. The two of them had known each other for a long time, and they were already familiar with each other's temperaments. Yet, they were still in the mood to quarrel and quarrel frequently. Could it be that this was one of their hobbies?
When Lord Zhang was still a small official, he was brought to Guiyu Pavilion by someone. Zhang Zezheng back then was different from now. He hadn't grown a beard, hadn't had a family, and was full of ambition, a hot-blooded youth.
However, when he came to Guiyu Pavilion, he was shy and timid, following behind a group of important people with his head lowered. Youyu immediately saw through him. He wasn't interested in these things at all, but he couldn't refuse the good intentions of those important people, so he was forced to follow.
When he was watching a show, his eyes were empty, and the people beside him were clapping. Only then did he come back to his senses and clap. When they were seated at the banquet, when Youyu went to pour him a drink, Zhang Zezheng didn't even dare to look at him.
Sun Yizhi was already a popular person at that time, but his temperament didn't change. That day, Sun Yizhi happened to be not right, so he came in with a straight face to accompany them, and just happened to sit across from Zhang Zezheng.
Those seniors came and went, and they all drank. Sun Yizhi took a small sip at a time, while Zhang Zezheng sat at the side and watched quietly. The eye of the storm often appeared on the wine table, and with it as the center, a lively storm would unfold. Every sentence was answered by the whole table, and there was cheering for everything they said.
Sun Yizhi and Zhang Zezheng were outside of the bustle.
Thus, when Zhang Zezheng had to toast to Sun Yizhi's officials, the moment he stood up and raised his head, he met Sun Yizhi's eyes. Across the table, there was wine and delicious food, and the sound of people's voices.
He noticed that the corners of Sun Yizhi's eyes were turned upward, and Sun Yizhi noticed the patterns on his clothes. From that moment on, they didn't stop.
Even Youyu didn't know that the two of them had met at that moment. He simply thought that Zhang Zezheng was pretending to be serious, and that he was helpless against Sun Yizhi.
Their first words were very careful, and didn't seem like high-ranking officials who lived in this building.
Zhang Zezheng didn't expect that there would be such a scowling actor in this building.
Sun Yizhi didn't expect that there would be such a dull official here.
For the rest of the banquet, he couldn't help but look at Sun Yizhi.
"Hmm …"
The banquet ended, and he didn't know what to say, so there was only silence.
Someone outside urged him.
"Lord Zhang, it's getting late, you should go."
Zhang Zezheng seemed to wake up from a dream, and sighed, then lowered his head and planned to leave. Sun Yizhi didn't say anything, and followed behind him to send him out.
The moon was round that night, and the wind was gentle, but it was like thousands of claws scratching at their hearts.
Sun Yizhi couldn't bear it.
"Hey, come again tomorrow."
Zhang Zezheng hesitated for a moment, trying to determine whether the answer at the end of the sentence was a question or a confirmation.
"Will you still be here tomorrow?"
"Take a guess." Sun Yizhi said angrily, then turned and left.
But the thousands of claws suddenly became soft and gentle, caressing the two of them. Under the bright moonlight, the two of them took advantage of the fact that no one was looking, and walked briskly, laughing out loud.
The next day, Zhang Zezheng came alone.
Young Jade looked at him carefully. He was high-spirited and well-dressed. His temperament was completely different from yesterday's timid person. For the first time, he felt that Zhang Zezheng was actually handsome.
"Zhang Zezheng, you're here again?" Youyu asked with a smile.
"Yes, Sir Young, but I'm here to look for someone." Zhang Zezheng didn't avoid Youyu.
"Who? I'll definitely arrange it for you. "Youyu patted Zhang Zezheng's shoulder, thinking that this kid couldn't tell.
"There's someone with the surname Sun …" When Zhang Zezheng said this, Youyu understood.
He looked at Zhang Zezheng again with interest.
"Oh, he'll be here soon."
Youyu witnessed that Zhang Zezheng came more and more frequently, and he was becoming more and more familiar with it. He understood all kinds of things. He fell in love with watching opera, listening to music, drinking, and chatting. But he only fell in love with watching Sun Yizhi sing opera, listening to Sun Yizhi sing, and drinking and chatting with him.
At the same time, Zhang Zezheng's ambition was also realized, and he was promoted in the imperial court.
From the beginning, Youyu talked about Zhang Zezheng, it gradually became Lord Zhang. From looking at other people's faces to everyone surrounding him and following his wishes. Sun Yizhi saw all these changes.
Sun Yizhi had thought that if Zhang Zezheng wished for him to also bow and bend the knee to him, he would definitely leave.
But Zhang Zezheng did not change to him, it was still the same as before, the two of them would quarrel from time to time, and when they were bored, they would lie down and chat.
The only things that changed were his beard, his clothes, and the marriage that was about to befall him.
When the news of Zhang Zezheng's marriage being bestowed by the Emperor came, the building was still in the peace of an afternoon nap. Youyu, who was the first to receive the news, did not have any reaction.
But no one would take it seriously. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned slowly, and went to tell Sun Yizhi about it.
After all, the Emperor bestowing a marriage was a happy event, presumably it was a powerful in-law, Zhang Zezheng would definitely rise to a higher level.
"Hey, Sun Yizhi, did you hear, Lord Zhang, he …"
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