After crossing, I suppressed the shadow guard who wanted to kill me

==============================

I don't know what season it is now, the sun that was just setting in the west has long since disappeared.In the dark sky without clouds and mist, the bright moon hangs high, and there are stars dotted around, which are brighter and more beautiful than what Su Hongyu has seen before.

"You can rest here today, and I'll send someone to bring the things you need later." Su Hongyu told the patient on the bed, "You didn't eat much at noon, and you slept through dinner. You should not eat too much before going to bed. I'll ask someone to make some easy-to-digest porridge to fill my stomach."

"and you?"

"There is also a clean-up wing next to it. I'll go there to make do for one night, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"You must not!" Jing Lingzhi suddenly raised his voice, and realized that he had lost his composure. He turned over and knelt on the soft quilt, and said in a calm tone, "You are the master of Hengjiao, and your subordinates are just mere shadow guards. It is you subordinates. There is no reason for subordinates to sleep in the main room and drive the master to sleep in the side room."

"You know I don't care about these things." Su Hongyu waved his hand.

Jing Lingzhi took a step forward and said, "You may not care, but others will, and so will your subordinates. If it spreads out, it will damage your prestige, and it will also be a breach of duty by your subordinates. Please rest here , my subordinates will go to the wing room to spend the night."

"Are you going to the wing?" It's not that cold outside, but it's night, and you can still feel a bit of coolness.The person on the bed was covered in a close-fitting pajamas, not even a coat, and had a fever and couldn't stand the cold.Does Jing Lingzhi have any points for his own body?Su Hongyu couldn't help but frowned slightly, and his words unconsciously carried a bit of hatred for iron and steel: "You just stay here for me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere before tomorrow."

"But..." Jing Lingzhi was embarrassed.I can't resist orders, and I can't let this person leave... "If you don't dislike it, my subordinates can watch for you and will never disturb your rest."

Vigil?Su Hongyu thought, then he might as well go to the wing room.After looking at the room, his eyes lit up: "There is still room for you and me to lie on this bed, why don't we take a step back and rest together."

Is this... also a solution?

While still hesitating, Su Hongyu had already asked someone to deliver a pair of bedding.

After drinking the porridge, rinsing his mouth, and washing up again, Jing Lingzhi lay on the bed with stiff hands and feet.The vibration of the mattress on the side penetrated under him, and his whole body became more and more tense.

It's not just him, he hasn't shared a bed with anyone for more than [-] years since he was single in primary school.Now that there was a big living person lying beside him, Su Hongyu couldn't sleep either.

The two people with different thoughts stayed up until late at night before falling asleep in a daze.

It was just dawn, and Jing Lingzhi, who hadn't slept for a long time, opened his eyes due to his long-standing habits.After a night's rest, his fever has subsided, the wound is not so painful, and his internal energy has not been raised, and he feels much refreshed from head to toe.At the head of the bed were clean clothes that I did not know when to prepare. The top black coat was neatly folded, and the inconspicuous part of the neckline showed the dark lines representing the identity of the commander. It was destroyed when he entered the execution hall. The one I went to was exactly the same.Not only that, the clothes must have been washed with fine starch, and it feels much softer and more comfortable than new clothes.

This is for him.

This man is really...

Jing Lingzhi sighed secretly, glanced at the sleeping man, put on his clothes, and pushed the door lightly to go out.He has been to this place quite a bit, so he found a place to clean himself up.He guessed that he was there last night, and that person probably didn't sleep very well. He didn't want to disturb the people inside, so he just stood quietly at the door of the room.

The early morning mountain breeze was still a little cold for Jing Lingzhi, who was wounded in martial arts, and felt a little unbearable after standing for a while.

Cursing inwardly for hypocrisy, Jing Lingzhi silently tightened his clothes, preparing to endure this period of time.

But not long after, the door opened.The black coat with gold trim was neatly worn on the man, and his long hair was not tied. He was obviously taken aback when he saw him in front of the door. The man stretched out his hand and gently pulled him into the room: "You hurt me?" It’s still not good, and it’s such a cold day, beware of relapse.”

"This subordinate can still bear it." If the internal strength is still there, this mountain breeze is really nothing.Although Jing Lingzhi said so, he walked forward a few steps sincerely along with the strength in his hands. The warm temperature in the room made him shiver, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed at some point.

After a little freshening up, Su Hongyu originally wanted to go to the kitchen with Jing Lingzhi for dinner, but the other party strongly objected.When he returned to the room, the paper for practicing calligraphy had already been laid out on the table, and the exquisitely crafted writing brush was placed on the side of the inkstone filled with ink. Everything was ready, and he was the only master.

Pick up the writing brush awkwardly with the posture of holding a pen.The barrel of the pen is made of unknown wood and is smooth and round, making it extremely comfortable to hold. A small word "Yuan" is engraved on the upper part.The bristles of the brush are black and purple, and the source can't be seen. It looks soft, but it feels a little rough to the touch.On the spur of the moment, Su Hongyu brushed the brush over the white paper, imagining that his writing was like a god's help, and he would create an inexhaustible example for future generations to look up to...

"You're holding the pen in the wrong position."

Suddenly a voice sounded behind him.

Su Hongyu's heart skipped a beat, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the pen was about to fall to the ground.

Stretch out a hand diagonally and hold the pen firmly.

Holding the pen in both hands, Jing Lingzhi presented it in front of Su Hongyu, bent down and apologized: "I disturbed you, and my subordinates will be punished."

Su Hongyu waved his hands again and again: "I don't blame you, I was too careless. Just now you said that my posture of holding the pen is wrong?" As he spoke, he gave way to the side, "You teach me."

"The subordinates take orders." Jing Lingzhi held the pen in his right hand and showed it to Su Hongyu: "Press the first section of the thumb on the left side of the pen barrel, the first section of the index finger on the right side of the pen barrel, and the front part of the middle finger to hook the pen barrel , pinch the pen tube firmly with the thumb and index finger, the ring finger is connected to the inside of the pen tube with the carapace, and the little finger is close to the ring finger without touching the pen tube to enhance the outward thrust of the ring finger. Pay attention when holding the pen. Press the pen barrel with your fingers, hold the pen firmly, relax your palm naturally, so you can move the pen naturally; when holding the pen, the back of your palm will naturally rise up, and the palm will stand upright, so you can hold the pen straight.”

It seems a bit difficult to look at.

Su Hongyu tried to hold the pen, but he always felt that it was not as natural as Jing Ling.Even after several attempts, I couldn't figure it out.

"Put your index finger up." Jing Lingzhi corrected him patiently.

Su Hongyu followed suit.

"Relax your palms."

"The ring finger should be held harder to hold the pen more firmly."

......

The posture is generally correct, and there are many small problems.Jing Lingzhi took the trouble to correct him without any trace of boredom.

On the contrary, Su Hongyu was a little embarrassed by being talked about.

"You are a beginner, so it's normal to have omissions." Jing Lingzhi saw Su Hongyu's uneasiness, "It's the subordinate's job to teach you, and it should be because you don't dislike the clumsiness of your subordinates."

After practicing for a while, Su Hongyu practiced well.Next, it's time to write.

The template is the enlightenment book prepared by Jing Lingzhi.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Sex is similar, □□."

I can actually see the Three Character Classic here.Although Su Hongyu only remembered the first two sentences, it didn't affect his surprise when he saw the title of the book.

The ink was stained, and the pen was carefully written.

At the beginning, it was as expected by the two of them. Either the ink was dipped too much and it became a paste, or the pen was too heavy and the handwriting was too thick, and the structure was not well grasped, and the characters were written crookedly.

Su Hongyu rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said with a sneer, "This pen is very comfortable to use."

"This pen is from Hongyuan Pavilion. The barrel of the pen is made of mahogany. The bristles of the pen are selected from the back of a hare's neck. The tip of the pen is like an awl. It is straight and sharp. It is suitable for writing strong, straight and square characters. It is the master... "Jing Lingzhi stopped talking abruptly, his eyes widened suddenly, his hands clenched tightly, and his body stiffened unnaturally.

"Master what?" Su Hongyu's mind was divided into two parts, he practiced calligraphy and listened to science popularization at the same time, half of the words were lost, so he asked naturally.

"This subordinate made a slip of the tongue, please... punish."

Su Hongyu only heard a "plop" and looked down. The person who was supposed to be standing beside him was kneeling on the ground at this moment, bowing his head and pleading guilty: "Spoken words? Where was the slip of the tongue?" He asked briefly, and he briefly recalled the relationship between the two just now. There is nothing wrong with the conversation, it's just a simple chat.

"..."

Jing Lingzhi just knelt down without saying a word.

Su Hongyu realized later that the "master" who hadn't finished talking was calling "master", and the master was definitely not referring to him.Then, he suddenly remembered, except that Jing Lingzhi called him "Master" when he expressed his allegiance yesterday, how did he address him the rest of the time?

Neither called him "Master" like Su Qi, nor "Master" like Yi Zhi, just "you", or simply omitted.

An inexplicable feeling rushed into his heart, which made him a little dissatisfied and annoyed. After a closer look, it was like "I thought you were a good friend, but you have someone else outside behind my back".Immediately, Su Hongyu further realized that even this anger, he was not qualified, let alone stand.who is he?To put it bluntly, he is a dove occupying a magpie's nest, barely surviving on half-truths and half-false lies.Thinking back again, self-righteously taking people into his own house, self-righteously taking care of people, self-righteously being close... It's just self-indulgent, how can he accuse Jing Lingzhi of not treating him like he did to the original owner?

The words that were going to persuade him circled around his mouth and swallowed again.At this time, it seems that everything is superfluous, and everything is wrong.Su Hongyu looked at the pen that was still dripping ink in his hand, and the characters that were like ghostly drawn symbols on the paper were a little bit lost.

The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly froze.

A few slight knocks on the door were very clear at this time.

"I'll go and open the door." With that said, Su Hongyu bypassed Jing Lingzhi and walked to the door.

Jing Lingzhi struggled with his right hand, then knelt silently on the spot without moving.

Outside the door, Su Qi, dressed in black, knelt on one knee and saluted: "I have met the Lord."

Behind him, two shadow guards with strange faces also met Li.

"Don't be too polite, come in." Su Hongyu stepped aside, "What's the matter?"

---------------