Lang Jun is coming

Chen Juncong spoke calmly and frankly, but Meng Ruanqing's tears were like the rain in Ningzhou that couldn't stop.Since they met in Jianyuan five years ago, this is the first time he saw Meng Ruanqing cry.There was no sound, but it was unbearable.

Susha's curtain fell because of the movement just now, and there were only two people in the silent world.Meng Ruanqing still maintained his kneeling position, stopped crying and raised his head to ask, "Is it worth it?"

Xu Shi didn't expect him to ask such a question, Chen Juncong was slightly taken aback, his eyes met with frankness, and he replied softly: "It's worth it."

Whether it is to be abandoned by the tribe, or to be criticized by the world, the marriage may have to be divorced; or if you want to offend half of your colleagues in the court, you must change the system.No one ever asked him if he was worth it.But there is no value in this world, only the heart.

After simple questions and answers, Meng Ruanqing suddenly understood something.It was never thought about or touched under the relationship of friends.The delusion that had taken root in his heart and deliberately avoided it coincided with Gan Lin's wanton growth, and he was completely trapped by the sound of "worth it".

Wang Ping moved a stool and sat on the porch, smashing a walnut with his fist to eat the walnut kernels in it, and heard the doctor nagging in his ear that he was weak and needed to make up for it.

It was raining outside and the wind was blowing cool.After eating the pulp, Wang Ping spread his palms under the doctor's eyelids, blew away the walnut dregs in one breath, dug his ears that were about to get callused, and said angrily, "Your mouth is like this walnut dregs, it's too broken."

Perhaps after dealing with those civil servants in court for a long time, Wang Ping also learned some yin and yang eccentricities unknowingly.

This doctor is too much like a half-assed and a charlatan who sells dog skin plasters.Will he be physically weak with one punch of a walnut?

Lang Zhong was totally surprised.Following Meng Ruanqing's instructions, Wang Ping tied up Hu Zaixue and slipped to the firewood room by himself. When he kicked open the door, he found that someone was already inside.The man's hands were tied behind his back, his mouth was gagged with sackcloth, and their eyes were wide open. He was the doctor who was forcibly locked up by Hu Zaixue.

After being beat around the bush and scolded for a while, the doctor took the bundled medicine bag and put it in the box, lost his temper, and threatened very unwillingly, "If you have the ability, don't look back at me!"

Wang Ping ignored him, thinking that he would not look for him even if he was lying on the bed with half breath left.

The two people who were unhappy when they met for the first time stared at the raindrops falling like strings of pearls on the eaves, but they felt relaxed until Meng Ruanqing came out an hour later.

"How about it?"

Wang Ping, who was still indifferent to generals just now, immediately turned into a dog's leg and leaned forward.The doctor squinted at it, and stole half of the walnut he smashed with disdain.

Pooh!It is still bitter to eat in one bite.

But he didn't know that there was a reason why Wang Ping turned into a dog leg.Nothing but admiration for Chen Juncong as a human being, but also the guilt of the trip to Dengzhou.Chen Juncong didn't say anything, so far he dare not mention the matter of that man's ear in front of Meng Ruanqing.

There was a lot of noise in the room before, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that the two deputy envoys of the third department had a dispute, so he asked cautiously.

After closing the door, Meng Ruanqing responded, and the person who asked the question was the one in the firewood room.

"Where's Hu Zaixue?"

After a lot of tossing, Chen Juncong's energy was exhausted, and he had already fallen asleep at this time.Only then did he have time to pay attention to Hu Zaixue.

"Tie it up and throw it into the woodshed."

Wang Ping was a little surprised that Deputy Envoy Meng's complexion didn't change after the dispute, but he was much more amiable than when he came.

When the servants delivered the Zhazi to the capital, they heard that there was a plague in Ningzhou, Chen Juncong seemed to be infected, and Meng Ruanqing was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He came to Ningzhou by request.At that time, the DPRK and China's talk about the plague will change, and it will be too late to hide. Even if the officials are unwilling to release him, they can only choose Meng Ruanqing.

As soon as he got the edict, Deputy Envoy Meng took a group of people from the capital to Ningzhou to "run wildly".Wang Ping boasted that he was a strong martial artist, but he was tortured enough. The few imperial doctors who brought him collapsed on the bed from exhaustion as soon as their feet touched the ground.On the contrary, Deputy Envoy Meng, who looked weak, had red eyes and insisted on seeing Chen Juncong's situation first.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Ping felt that Deputy Envoy Meng's eyes were redder than when he entered.It used to be the corner of the eye, but now it is a circle.

Langzhong raised his eyelids and began to look for a sense of presence, "Hey, you are a purple-robed official at a young age?"

It's not uncommon for people to wear purple official uniforms, but it's rare for people to wear purple official uniforms before their hair turns gray.Let's look at the appearance, the person in front of me is not yet [-] years old.

Meng Ruanqing tilted his head slightly, only cast a strange glance at the doctor, and then led Wang Ping to the woodshed.

The yard is not big, so the firewood house is naturally not far away.Hu Zaixue was struggling and twisting on the cold brick when he saw the door was opened.

"Uh...uh..."

Seeing someone coming, he moved forward eagerly, his eyes full of pleading.

The mood that had gradually calmed down was aroused again. Thinking of the scene she had witnessed, Meng Ruanqing suddenly wanted to pull out the long sword hanging by Wang Ping's waist.

Wang Ping, a rough man, was taken aback by the civil servants, and quickly held down the hilt of his sword to persuade him, "No way, the above clearly stipulates that lynching is not allowed. Hu Zaixue is a magistrate after all, so he will be killed if he can say it."

The moment Meng Ruanqing was about to draw his sword, Hu Zaixue hid back with a face ashamed, a sound of fear came out of his throat, his legs trembled and he couldn't help urinating.

The smell of fishy smell rushed straight to the head, and the whole woodshed was filled with a strange smell.Meng Ruanqing's face was so ugly that he endured it again and again before he said something sad.

"According to the law, if you are rude to the ministers of the court, you will be punished with twenty sticks. Keep it far away and hit it, and the sound is not allowed to spread into the courtyard."

I don't know where Wang Ping dragged the man to beat him. In short, except for the sound of rain, there was really no movement in the courtyard that could disturb Chen Juncong.

Meng Ruanqing inquired carefully about the doctor and found out that Chen Juncong was under his care during this time.When he was grateful, he asked about the man's fever with trepidation.

Who would have thought that Lang Zhong rolled his eyes and said, "It's just that the wound on his back was wet before it healed, and the injury worsened and caused a high fever."

After confirming that it was not the plague, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, Chen Juncong finally woke up.Meng Ruanqing sent someone to move all the things he brought into the room, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand to watch people drink it before he felt relieved.

The porridge was still hot, and it was comfortable to drink in the stomach. Chen Juncong looked at the things gradually increasing on his desk and asked, "What is this for?"

Meng Ruanqing's face remained unchanged, he just put down the bowl and replied, "Check Ningzhou's account books with you."

He took off his official uniform during the day, he must have bathed, and the navy blue shirt still had a faint smell of water vapor.

It is said that we will look at the account books together, but we will actually put it into action, but we will look at each other without disturbing each other, as if we are more efficient than anyone else.

Until the climax of the moon, Chen Juncong finally couldn't bear Meng Ruanqing's erratic eyes on him and asked, "What do you want to say?"

After being friends for many years, he can still tell whether the other party is worried or not.Meng Ruanqing's thoughts were not on the books at all.

Her thoughts were punctured, and Meng Ruanqing found a chance to speak in the long silence.I can't wait to tell the other party what I have been thinking for half a day.

"Does the retreat you mentioned earlier still count?"

Amidst the bright lights, Meng Ruanqing was cautiously probing.

After being reminded, Chen Juncong's memory freezes on that horse racing and went to Fan Lou for a drink together.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile wryly, because of that drink, there was a gap between them.

His eyes were still on the account book, and after a while he took a deep breath and said, "Forget it."

I thought this was the end of the topic, but Meng Ruanqing's tone was urgent, and she explained in fear that he might misunderstand, "Don't be annoyed, I just want to say that I don't want to take my wife and children and go back to seclusion with you."

Chen Juncong's hand turning the pages stopped unconsciously, and unconsciously rubbed the corner of the paper with his two fingers until the stiff pages were soft. He didn't seem to care and replied, "It's up to you."

Just drooping his eyes to hide his loneliness, the index finger placed on the page was suddenly hooked, and the temperature of another person almost burned his fingertips.

Meng Ruanqing was apprehensive and deliberately teased, "You are lying, and the account books are all crumpled by you."

Back and forth, Chen Juncong lost his patience. Just as he was about to speak sarcastically, he saw the other party let go of his fingers, and turned his hands on his sleeves to get closer.

"I don't want you to take your wife and children and go back to hiding with me." The slightly trembling fingertips showed nervousness, Meng Ruanqing was afraid of being pushed away, so he tightened himself, and continued: "After the reform is successful, it's okay for the two of us to go back together good?"

Just now the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat, Chen Juncong stared at the ledger blankly, and in just a few breaths, he had crushed Meng Ruanqing's words and pondered them over and over again.

He was afraid that he was being self-indulgent and creating a rift.

He was afraid that the other party was still in the status of a friend.

In short, in his conception, it has nothing to do with Fengyue.

It was also during these few breaths that Meng Ruanqing clenched his sleeves even more to ask for advice.

"If you don't speak, it's your acquiescence. Now, I want to kiss you."

Across the table, Meng Ruanqing leaned over to close the distance unilaterally, until his lips tilted slightly and his lips touched Chen Juncong's lips with blending breath.

Somewhat dry, soft and warm.Even a simple touch like a declaration made his cheeks blush, and he couldn't help but want to get closer.

It turns out that the so-called "like" is nothing more than the joy of seeing it, and the desire to be addicted to it.

The hesitation was only for a short moment. When Meng Ruanqing wanted to retreat, he was suddenly grabbed by the waist and forced forward. One hand pressed the back of his head, and the lips that had just been separated were pressed together again.

The table was tilted, and the account book was wiped off the floor.The sound of the rainstorm outside was no longer heard.Different from the previous taste, Meng Ruanqing was dizzy from the hot breath, and his lips were sucked gently and oppressively.He was forced to put his hands on Chen Juncong's shoulders, and was half-held to pry his teeth open, and his tongue was driven straight in to absorb every body fluid in his mouth.

"do not……"

Even if it wasn't the first time they were so close, the fit from the bottom of their hearts made Meng Ruanqing's scalp tingle and feel exhilarated.The tongue was swept to linger, and the fluid that was too late to swallow flowed out from the corner of the mouth.

Feeling dizzy, Meng Ruanqing was finally relieved and complained, "Waist, uh...back pain..."

It was not easy to bend down like this, even the hands on Chen Juncong's shoulders began to tingle.After saying one or two words, he was kissed all over the place.

The table case was pushed aside in disgust, Chen Juncong completely took the person in his arms, avoiding the difficulty of hanging his waist, and finally let go, and lightly bit Meng Ruanqing's lips.

"It was you who provoked me." Chen Juncong said seriously with his eyes darkened.

Meng Ruanqing hooked the man's neck, gasping for breath with a blushing face, thinking in a daze, it was Chen Juncong who provoked him first, why is he acting like a rascal now?

The kiss just now was too crazy and intense, Meng Ruanqing felt that all the air he breathed was sucked to the point where there was not much left.But he was still keenly aware of the uneasiness well concealed under the strength of the other party, so he took the initiative to respond to the kiss and whispered, "I provoked you."

Naturally, I couldn't continue to look at the account books that night.The two hugged each other on the bed, their long hair was entangled, they huddled under the quilt and did nothing but listened to the sound of the rain outside and slept peacefully until the next day.