Prison Dragon

It was noon when Yang You woke up.

After a night of fuss, he was indeed a little tired. He lifted the quilt, and a small movement made his hair protest violently.

He threw back the covers and lay on the bed, exhaling in pain.

"Ruifang!" he yelled weakly.

Ruifang opened the door and came in, put the water basin away, and together with Qingfang helped Yang You up to lean against the head of the bed, and wiped Yang You's face and hands.

Ruifang said: "My lord, change your clothes."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to untie Yang You's belt, but Yang You was in a daze, so he followed her.Ruifang reached out her hand to her thigh, and it was cold, her face turned red, she felt something in her heart, she pretended to be calm and withdrew her hand, washed it in Yang You's face washing water, and gave it to Yang You unhurriedly. A new shirt.

Yang You realized something was wrong as early as the moment she blushed. He touched it first and found that the wet marks on the trousers were a bit sticky.

Ruifang is [-] years old, and Yang Youxu is [-] years old, both of whom have just learned about human affairs.

Yang You embarrassedly took the shirt: "Go out, I will do it myself."

Rui Fang muttered for a long time, discussed with Yang You and said, "I heard that Master Zhuo Xinhong is a famous young man, why don't you spend more time with him..."

"That's enough, that's enough!" Yang You felt that his face was familiar, "Stay away from that kid, don't look at his good looks, that's the only face he can use."

Ruifang said angrily: "Master Zhuo is gentle and polite, with a well-behaved manner..."

"Sister..." Yang You saw Ao Chen jumping in from the window, leaning against the desk and looking at them with interest, couldn't help scratching his head: "Can you go out first?"

Ruifang put away the basin and went out.

Yang You was embarrassed to change his clothes, the "you" he said was actually two people, one Ruifang and the other Ao Chen.

Ao Chen went to the bed and sat down, patted his thigh, "How did you sleep last night?"

He just came in from the door, with the chill of the autumn wind, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and when he squinted at people, there was a bit of disdain.

Yang You thought of last night's dream, holding the coat tightly tightly.

Ao Chen raised his chin: "Go inside, I want to sleep!"

Yang You pushed him away violently, covered his head with the quilt, and completely stopped moving.

Ao Chen didn't know what kind of emotion he was having, so he patted his butt and signaled Yang You to sleep beside him, "Do you want to know why Shang Luo has favored you?"

Yang You began to squirm in the quilt, groping in the dark to take off his pants and put on new ones.

Ao Chen asked puzzledly: "What are you doing in the quilt?"

Yang You finally put on his trousers, rolled up his dirty trousers and pressed them under his legs, lifted the quilt to reveal his messy hair, and asked, "Why?"

Ao Chen stretched out his hand to help him comb his hair, but Yang You flinched subconsciously.

Now Ao Chen felt something was wrong.

"Hide from what?" he asked.

Yang You shook his head lightly, he just felt something was wrong.

He and Ao Chen have even done more intimate things, but yesterday's dream made him suddenly realize that the relationship between him and Ao Chen should not be like this.

What was their relationship like before?

Yang You tried to recall, but found that he couldn't explain clearly.

When he was young, Ao Chen was the most trustworthy older man around him, who taught him to read and write. Although his character was a bit unreliable, he was one of the few people in the palace who sincerely treated him.

What now?

After he and Ao Chen did that kind of thing?

He looked at Ao Chen's side face, and felt that all kinds of emotions had calmed down, and they were all gathered between Ao Chen's handsome eyebrows.

Maybe the change has already happened, maybe if they don't do that kind of thing, it will also make Yang You have those subtle feelings.Ao Chen was a different character from the beginning in his life.

Yang You is not only unaware of his feelings, but also let them go.

He has no intention, but intentionally.

Yang You didn't have time to dwell on the picture in his dream and the dirty pants he took off, he was already taken aback by his conclusion.

This is not a good thing, neither for Ao Chen nor for himself.

He wanted to snuff out the sprouting buds in time, but after thinking about it, Ao Chen had done so many things with him, and he still had to be so cold-blooded, wouldn't he be a heartless person?

No, Ao Chen himself said that he doesn't mind, he doesn't care about those things.

So what does he really care about?

Yang You looked directly into Ao Chen's eyes, and asked seriously: "You are so kind to me, do you want me to help you release the contract?"

Ao Chen stared at him blankly, then raised a cold smile, and moved his eyebrows, "Yes, I have been using you all the time, and you still said that you don't want to be the emperor, how sad I must be!"

In an instant Yang You recalled many things, every night looking forward to by the well, the stories Ao Chen told him, the plum blossoms outside the window, and Ao Chen's big cold hands.

He believed that Ao Chen was sincerely treating him well.

But Yang You couldn't tell from Ao Chen's expression whether what he said was true or false.

"I..." Yang You took a deep breath, suppressed the slight sourness in his heart, looked up at Ao Chen and said, "Even if you are using me, I am very grateful to you. But I can't be the emperor for you, I'm sorry."

Yang You's eyes were hazy with hangover and bright and clear no matter how many shadows there were.

Ao Chen was a little moved.

He has seen so many people's eyes of various colors, his heart is trembling slightly for the eyes of a young man.

Even he himself felt a little ridiculous.

Yang You... There is always something surprising about him.

"I said it was using you." Ao Chen raised his hand and scratched his nose, "I'm using you, idiot, why do you want to thank me?"

Yang You always smiled softly. He has eyes like crescent moons when he smiles, and his eyes are like spring water. He shook his head, "That's not how it counts. Before, thank you for being with me."

Ao Chen didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he picked up the pillow and threw Yang You down.

Yang You's head was pressed by the pillow, and Ao Chen could be heard angrily saying, "I'll forget you, idiot!"

Yang You grabbed Ao Chen's fingertips while struggling, and both of them stopped at the same time.

The pillow was between the two of them, Yang You couldn't see Ao Chen's eyes, and Ao Chen wouldn't know Yang You's reaction.

Ao Chen lowered his head and bit the back of Yang You's hand as if venting his anger, and lay down next to him, "Who the hell did you teach? I have to go and see your husband, who can teach students like you , he is no ordinary person."

He kept holding Yang You's hand.

Yang You froze, trying to break free with his hands carefully, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter his grip was on Ao Chen. In the end, he had no choice but to continue to block between the two of them with a pillow.

"Sir is in Jiangnan, you can go and see him when you are free."

After Yang You finished speaking, he felt dizzy for a while, and he couldn't help moaning while covering his forehead.

Ao Chen stretched out his hand from under the pillow and touched his face, "What's wrong?"

"Headache." Yang You said.

"Don't call me for making you drink so much!" Ao Chen pinched his face as he spoke, got up and poured a cup of tea for Yang You.

Yang You drank tea and fell down to lie down for a while, Ao Chen saw that he fell asleep soon, so he left in peace.

Yang You slept until the afternoon, and he didn't wake up until Zhan Fang opened the door and made a sound.

Ruifang walked to the bedside and said softly, "My lord?"

Yang You turned over, covered his eyes and nodded.

Ruifang took a blue cloth bag and put it beside his pillow.

"What is this?" Yang You dazedly stretched out his hand to touch it.

I just feel that the touch of this cloth bag is so familiar.

Ruifang covered her face and said shyly: "Aunt Zhanfang asked me to take it, she said the prince will definitely use it."

Yang You: ...

He seemed to know what was in the cloth bag.

"Didn't I put everything in the dark cabinet? How can you find it?"

"Aunt Zhanfang prepared it again." Ruifang quickly waved her hand to show her innocence: "Don't worry, my lord, I haven't seen it."

"Not at all."

Who wants you to promise...

Yang You threw the cloth bag on the inside of the bed, and his head started to hurt again: "I see."

Ruifang raised her hand to rub his temples, and said in a low voice while rubbing: "My lord, what did you dream about..."

"What's the matter?" Yang You was puzzled.

"It's just...just..." Ruifang said shyly, "It's just this morning...pants...what did you dream about?"

Yang You blushed first, but when he thought about it, the feeling and content of the dream turned pale, gradually fading in the sunlight.

Spring dream has no trace.

For some reason, he shook his head wistfully.

The Autumn Insect Society is still going on, and Shangluo has been working hard to promote it, but everyone who sees it must hand over a collection of autumn insects, mainly written by Shangluo himself.

There is no way, even if you win three yuan, even if you are fighting crickets, you have to fight brilliantly.

Shangluo's actions made the Autumn Insect Society famous, more and more people came to participate, and their official positions became bigger and bigger.

This time, even the six ministers came.

Yang You looked at the list of replies and felt a little troublesome. He wanted to take the initiative to avoid suspicion and discuss with Shangluo whether he could be replaced by someone else.

Shang Luo stroked his beard and laughed, "Why did you change people? Isn't the prince doing well? Many people are talking good things about the prince when they go back."

I just don’t want to do it because I’m afraid of doing it well!At first, Yang You thought that Qiu Chong would be an excuse to infiltrate the bureaucracy, but who knew that he was hosting it?

If the emperor brothers knew about this, wouldn't they immediately suspect him of forming a party?

Yang You smiled bitterly and said, "My lord, you don't know. I don't want any fame, I just want to be an idle official. We have made such a big noise, what if His Majesty and the crown prince say that I am bewitching officials?"

Shang Luo is an old fox who has been in the officialdom for many years. When Yang You said this, how could he not know what the King of Jiaodong was thinking?Since he was afraid of being suspected by the crown prince, Shang Luo couldn't make it harder for him, he just said: "That's it, I will change people in the future. But this time the invitations have been sent out..."

Of course, Yang You also knew the rules, nodded quickly and said, "This time, of course, the boy will do it, and I promise it will be the same as before."

Shang Luo said with a smile: "Then it's time to trouble the prince. Since this is the last time to hold the autumn insect meeting in the palace, why don't we come up with some new tricks?"

"What trick?" Yang You asked.

"It's just a few of us. It's not fun at all. If you want to make friends with bugs, you should let all the good bugs come and see."

In the end, Taichang Temple collectively discussed and decided to change to a new game this time. In addition to the officials, it also notified several wealthy businessmen in Qiuchong Youdao to play together.

That is to say, there were more people invited, and Yang You could still accept it, so he agreed.

This time, the autumn insect meeting was originally prepared for only one day. In the morning, we exchanged poems, fought insects in the afternoon, had dinner in the evening, and finally saw off the guests.

Yang You rehearsed everything in his mind, and after making sure everything was safe, he asked people to open the door of the mansion to welcome guests.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and the four peoples have been divided for many years. Although businessmen are rich, they are prohibited from participating in scientific examinations, and they are always inferior to others in terms of household registration.

Many wealthy businessmen like to catch their son-in-law under the list, and find a son-in-law from a scholar to improve their family status. These days, people with low family background are too embarrassed to go out.

Yang You's invitation can be regarded as a blowout among these wealthy businessmen.

In order to find a Jinshi son-in-law, they have to plan hard. What is this?

This is an invitation from the prince!

Although it was the name of Taichang Temple Qing Shangluo, everyone knew that the Autumn Insect Festival was held in the palace!

As early as when Shangluo held the Autumn Insect Fair for the first time, many wealthy businessmen went to inquire about the situation, but the son of Shangluo family refused to come back, saying that his father was playing with things and lost his ambition, and his son was ashamed.

After finally waiting for Qiu Chonghui to move to Jiaodong Palace, wealthy businessmen were still turned away.

——Yang You's purpose is to make friends with officials, and he dare not let outsiders enter the party.

This time, even the opportunity was delivered to him!

It doesn't matter whether the king of Jiaodong is accepted or not, and he doesn't care about things in the court, that's the prince, and his father is the emperor!

Who can share a room with him, who is not a court official?If only I could get on good terms with them...

A total of seven wealthy businessmen received the invitation, and they worked hard to prepare gifts for the adults. They heard that Yang You raised crickets well, and they were victorious in every battle. They were afraid that they would lose face at the autumn insect meeting.Several wealthy businessmen privately asked their servants to find first-class autumn insects.

The servant found a businessman who bought and sold autumn insects, and said that his master wanted autumn insects for use in the autumn insect meeting in the palace.

The seller of autumn worms went to find the catcher of autumn worms, saying that a certain master wanted to take the best autumn worms to Jiaodong Palace, and he must catch the best ones and give them to the master, and money was not a problem at all.

The man who caught Qiuchong still had a few children running errands, so he said that Qiuchong was going to be taken to the Jiaodong Palace. Master XX personally ordered him to treat it well.

In this way, it was passed around, and finally the whole capital was saying that King Jiaodong wanted a good autumn insect, and several wealthy lords specially paid for it and sent it to the palace to please others.

Of course, these rumors are only spread among the people, and high-ranking officials and rich people don't look down on the common people, so naturally they have no way of hearing about them.

A few days before the autumn insect meeting, someone brought a cricket to the gate of the palace to inform the guards that it was going to be given to the prince.

Yang You was also worried that the crickets he raised would not be able to grow next year, so he wanted to find a few for breeding. After looking at them, he found that they were all good, so he asked someone to give them a suitable price.Yang You didn't suppress the price, he paid for what he got, and the reward he gave was much higher than that of other places.

It seemed to Ruifang that the cricket sellers were not well dressed, so she gave some more.

Now it's all spread.

The common people know that the King of Jiaodong wants crickets, and the King of Jiaodong gives a lot of money.The people in the capital knew that the royal family was becoming more and more licentious, but fortunately, the prince of Jiaodong didn't overdo it, and even gave the money fairly, so it was just a joke after dinner.

It was rumored that there were no storms at first, but unfortunately, this year, during the autumn harvest in Hebei Prefecture, there was an earthquake first, followed by continuous heavy rain, the crops were rotten in the fields, and the houses could not be lived in. Many people became refugees. , Migrated to the capital one after another.

The refugees roamed the city, trying to find a way out.

At the foot of the emperor, looking at the prosperity, the way of life that should have been occupied has long been occupied by others, and even the work of pulling the dung truck is also specially contracted by others.

The refugees changed places, but still had to beg.

Catching crickets is a trivial matter that does not require payment. Now that they know that they can be exchanged for money, everyone is eager to move.

For a while, even a cricket with long fingernails could not be found in the capital.

When Yang You opened the Autumn Insect Meeting, what he opened the door to greet was not all the officials, but a group of refugees from Wuyang Wuyang.

"This..." Yang You was stunned.

The guards tried their best to maintain order and kept the refugees away from the gate. Many of them held crickets in their hands and shouted: "My lord, my cricket is good!"

"Look at mine!"

"Young Seventh of the Ruan family, don't worry, mine is the best!"

Because it was morning, there were not too many people, about twenty or thirty of them. Yang You saw that they were dressed in rags, so he found someone who looked honest and asked a few words. I heard that the king of Jiaodong bought crickets and came to try them.

Yang You didn't know how all this got out. Seeing how pitiful they were, he asked Ruifang to come out and sent twenty texts each, and Cricket asked them to take it back.

It's not that he really wants to play with crickets, it's just a hobby, and he can't accommodate them even if he wants them all.

The refugees at the gate dispersed, and Shangluo's carriage arrived. Yang You personally picked him up and got off the carriage and entered the palace.

Shangluo was the first to arrive, and after about half an hour, no other officials arrived, only the street outside the door was getting louder and louder.

Yang You couldn't help asking Ruifang, "What's going on? Why haven't the adults come?"

Ruifang ran to the front door to have a look, then ran back anxiously and shouted: "My lord, it's not good, someone has surrounded the door!"

Yang You stood up abruptly, and exchanged a glance with Shang Luo, "Who is surrounding the door?"

Ruifang patted her chest, "It's those refugees in the morning..."

Yang You rushed to the door immediately, the six guards had already closed the gate of the palace, and supported it with two thick logs.Even so, the gate was still creaking, and Yang You even felt that the gate would be broken soon.

"What's going on?" Yang You grabbed a guard and asked.

"My lord, these unscrupulous people are trying to sell the crickets for money. We see that the adults are coming, so we let them leave. Who knows that they won't leave unless they see the money. A brother pushed it with his hand, and it didn't hurt him." If there were people, they fenced off the gate."

"Jing Zhaoyin, where is the inspector of the city, have you notified him yet?"

"A brother went to find someone from the back door, but now the door is blocked, and many adults' carriages and horses are parked in the alley in front..."

Yang You glanced at the gate, he didn't know anything about the situation outside, there was only one higher attic in the palace, so Yang You went up to the attic to check the situation.

He grew up in either Qinhuai or Lidu, where there were bustling scenes everywhere, where had he seen these naked, hungry, starving refugees with blue eyes?The refugees were all skinny and covered in dirt, so they held up the crickets in their hands and yelled some Hebei dialect that Yang You couldn't understand.

Yang You's palace was originally converted from a small private house, the alleys were narrow and deep, he took a cursory look, there are nearly a hundred refugees blocking the door, and even more and more people are catching crickets and rushing over .

In addition to the refugees, there were also many people from the capital who came to watch the play, and there were more and more people.

The horses and carriages of the invited officials had to stop two streets away.

Yang You looked anxiously at the crowd below, and his head started to hurt. Shang Luo followed him to the attic and saw the situation.

Knowing that Shang Luo is an old fox, Yang You could only turn to him for help at the moment, and he asked, "My lord, what should I do?"

Shang Luo blew on his beard, pointed to the street and said, "Look, didn't the Imperial Army send someone here?"

It seems that the guards found the forbidden army. The two teams of the forbidden army, about 800 people, soon reached the entrance of the alley. Before the forbidden army approached, someone among the refugees shouted: "The forbidden army is here, run!"

A young man said loudly: "If you leave now, the crickets won't be able to sell for money!"

Yang You immediately saw him in the crowd. Although the young man was thin and thin, he was taller than everyone else, and his eyes were brighter than others.

He shouted: "Everyone, don't panic, we have more people than the imperial army, as long as we guard the street, what can the imperial army do to us?"

Yang You frowned, this kid is a thorn.

Shang Luo clapped his hands, "Hey, look, there is another man who understands military law!"

Yang You's heart was on fire, what kind of people are around him!

Inadvertently, the boy looked up, and his eyes locked on Yang You.

Yang You thought it was not good.

The young man's loud shout resounded through the streets, "My lord, my crickets are the best, I can sell them to you!"