General's Good Friday

, actually felt empty.

"what?"

The general couldn't help wondering, Xiaobai got up so early?

He got up and put on his clothes, glanced at the head of the bed, and saw an empty small celadon jar on the table next to the small white bottle that was used yesterday, the general picked it up and brought it to his nose to smell it. In the rich aroma that was prepared, there was clearly some medicinal smell mixed in.

This reminded the general of what happened last night.

His old face blushed uncontrollably, and he thought that this little rabbit is really thin-skinned, and he had to take the medicine while the general was asleep... However, it must be really painful to be able to take the medicine by himself so impatiently .

Thinking of this, the general was inevitably a little worried, hurriedly put on his clothes, opened the door and went out to look for Xiaobai, but after searching all over, he asked the maid, only to find out that Xiaobai got up sickly before dawn, and there was no one in his entourage. Take it, and go out quietly by yourself.

"It's just nonsense!" The general couldn't help being furious, "Who is following Madam on weekdays? Tell him to come over!"

The maid was frightened half to death by the general's anger, and hurried to find the entourage to protect herself from the disaster.

As soon as the general thought that Xiaobai might still be wounded, so he ran outside alone without a person to take care of him, he became very anxious, and he couldn't think about why Xiaobai did this. Do it, turn anxiety into anger directly, and give the attendant a hard training, until the seven-foot man's face is terrified, and his eyes are red.

"Little... I know my mistake, but my wife insists on following me, so I also..." The miserable follower opened his mouth to defend himself with a look of fear.

"You have been in the mansion for so many years, and you don't even know this? You are still from my general's mansion!" The general said angrily, "He won't let you follow, won't you follow secretly? Just let him go out alone, It’s good that nothing happened, but if something happens, this general will see what you can explain!”

The entourage nodded again and again: "The general has taught you a good lesson! Little...you little one, let's go out and look for it!"

The general stared at him: "Look? How?"

The entourage carefully checked the general's face, and said tentatively, "Naturally... don't disturb the outside world, and secretly, quietly look for..."

Hearing this, the general put his hands back and calmed down his anger. As soon as the attendant breathed a sigh of relief, he saw his face turn cold and said sharply: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The attendant ran away quickly.

Here the general frowned, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the maid hiding behind the pillar and poking her head.

"What are you looking at!" the general said in a vicious voice, "you still don't come in to serve the general to change his clothes and go to court!"

The maid repeatedly promised to trot over, and apologized with a frightened smile: "Morning... breakfast is ready, general, do you want to eat first..."

"What to eat?" The general interrupted her roughly, "I have no appetite!"

"Here, Manji's sweet soup, Maiji's buns, and Biji's scallion pancakes, you must be hungry when you come here early in the morning, eat more!"

Xiaobai stared blankly at the elegant and handsome young man in front of him, but greeted him kindly, moved his painful butt awkwardly on the hard stool, a little embarrassed.

"I... I came to the door so rashly, and it's really rude for you to entertain me like this..."

"Where is it?" the man smiled, "You are Ah Cheng's student, so you must be treated well when you come here."

Although Xiaobai was depressed, he still forced a smile, pretended to be relaxed and happy, and asked again: "I don't know, Mr.—"

Speaking of Mr. Baili, the man showed a gentle smile on his face: "Ah Cheng? Heh...he, he went to the Confucian Temple to burn incense early in the morning."

Xiaobai: "Uh-huh?"

"He is determined to pass the exam next year," the man smiled helplessly, "Oh...he even believes in such ghosts and gods—he can't help it, just let him."

"That's right..." Xiaobai couldn't help laughing when he thought that the gentleman who talked about Lao Zhuang's inaction while secretly teaching the art of the house now started to believe in ghosts and gods again because of Chun Wei. "Sir, he...he is so dedicated in everything he does when he does things, and he will not give up until he achieves his goal."

The man didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became a little weird. After a while, Fang nodded a little shyly: "This...he, he is such a person..."

Xiaobai's stomach was empty, and seeing that there was a table for eating in front of him, and the aroma was rising, he unceremoniously picked up chopsticks and ate, because he saw a large box on the side of the small room next to him, which seemed to be a packing box. With good luggage, he asked casually, "This...is anyone going on a long trip?"

The man followed his gaze to the side, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm going back to Jingzhou tomorrow to take up my post."

"Jingzhou?" Xiaobai chewed on the steamed stuffed bun, "Are you—"

"Wenbi next week."

The steamed stuffed bun almost fell out of Xiaobai's mouth: "You are Zhou...Master Zhou?"

one hundred and nine

"Hmmm...why? Surprised?"

Mr. Baili sat at the table and said while eating scallion pancakes.

Xiaobai glanced secretly at Mr. Zhou, who had given up the only other stool by the table after Mr. Baili came back, and sat on the bed, and smiled shyly, "Yes... a bit..."

Jianyang City is really small. I didn't expect that the person Mr. Baili liked was Lord Zhou, the governor of Jingzhou who lost his position because of the prince's accident. Speaking of which, the prince really hurt a lot of people this time— —Fortunately, Mr. Zhou is now back in office, and Brother Shi's injury is almost healed.

Mr. Baili ate the whole pancake, wiped his hands, and asked, "Why did you come out by yourself? Is there no one in the general's mansion to accompany you?"

Speaking of this, Xiaobai remembered what he heard in the general's dream last night, the words that tortured him so much that he didn't sleep for half the night, the smile on his face slowly dissipated.

"I went out for a walk by myself, without anyone to accompany me," he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and whispered, "Besides, I have lived in Jianyang since I was a child, and the road here is familiar, so I don't need it."

Who is Mr. Baili? He could tell at a glance that he had something on his mind, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Then why did you come here to look for me so early in the morning?"

Xiaobai scratched the back of his head. In the end, he was just depressed. He wanted to go out for a walk. Somehow, he came to the gate of the academy where Mr. Baili was staying. He thought that there was nowhere to go, so why not come to Mr. Baili and say Talking, I didn't think about it, but the person who opened the door was not Mr.

Even Mr., who seems to be in trouble, is now living with the person he likes, and he has achieved a positive result.

Xiaobai felt a little envious in his heart, and curled the corners of his mouth to cover up: "It's...it's nothing, I just want to see Mr...."

"Yeah!" Mr. Baili naturally knew that he wasn't telling the truth, but he still nodded his head in a face-saving manner, "I don't have any friends here, so it's rare that you still miss me."

Xiaobai looked at Mr. Zhou who had been silent all this time, and said sincerely: "It's great that Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zhou can get back together."

Mr. Baili pursed his lips and smiled, his face was full of happiness and complacency.

Xiaobai asked again: "Master Zhou will go back to take office, so what are your plans for the future?"

"How else can I plan?" Mr. Baili smiled, "Maybe he wrote a letter and please transfer back to Jianyang, or I will go back to Jingzhou to be a master after the Spring Festival next year!"

Master Zhou suddenly interjected with surprise on his face: "Ah Cheng, so you still want to go back to Jingzhou? Then you—"

Mr. Baili rolled his eyes with his back turned to him: "I said that, of course, to force you to write a letter of request for transfer-huh! Anyway, once you know that there is still a way out, you will definitely muddle through. Go back and join you?"

Master Zhou hurriedly said, "How could I..."

"Forget it!" Mr. Baili interrupted him, turned his head, glared at him, and then looked away shyly, "Anyway, you know now, you can do whatever you want..."

Master Zhou smiled and said: "Of course I will write the notes well. You should take good care of yourself in Jianyang. After I finish handling the affairs in Jingzhou, I will definitely come back to accompany you as soon as possible."

Xiaobai looked at the affectionate appearance of the two of them from the side, pursed his lips, held back the sourness in his heart, got up slowly, and said in a low voice: "That...sorry, I'll go...to relieve my hand."

After a while, Xiaobai came out of the hut slowly, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Mr. Baili standing at the gate of the yard waiting for him.

"Sir," Xiaobai walked over and smiled at him, "Why did you come out?"

Mr. Baili stared at him silently for a while, then said helplessly: "Don't laugh! Laughing is uglier than crying..."

Xiaobai: "..."

"Tell me, what's going on?" Mr. Baili sighed, "Who can you fool with a preoccupied and forced smile?"

Xiaobai lowered his head: "Is it so obvious..."

"It's not obvious," Mr. Baili smiled, "but who made me your husband? Let's hear what's going on."

Xiaobai bit his lips lightly: "Actually, it's nothing..."

Mr. Baili shook his head slowly: "Well... that's not what I want to hear."

"Sir..." Xiaobai raised his head and asked in a low voice, "I...a person like me who doesn't like girls, also, can I do that with girls?"

"What?" Mr. Baili was taken aback, and stared at him with wide eyes, "You...you don't mean to..."

Xiaobai looked at him and repeated: "Can you?"

Mr. Baili was at a loss for words, and he was silent for a while, before he smiled: "This kind of thing, of course, you should ask yourself - if you think you can, then naturally you can."