Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Guan Junchen felt an unknown boredom in his heart, and for a moment he didn't want to think about the matter of the red crown of the crane.

He looked at Yan Chunxi who was timidly looking at him in front of him, and changed the subject: "You are not timid, the emperor has ordered this king to be named a handsome minister, do you know that shouting like that is a felony?"

"Brother Cheng..." Yan Chunxi's lips moved slightly, but the expression on his face was not flustered, as if reminiscing about some distant but sweet memory, there was a soft gleam in his eyes: " Do you remember me? 12 years ago, Gusu Linfu, you met my..."

Guan Junchen was stunned for a moment, and he lowered his head to carefully examine the appearance of the young man in front of him, clear and bright almond eyes, handsome eyebrows, and light pink lips that are fuller than ordinary boys.

Twelve years ago, Yan Chunxi was about five years old...Suddenly, he made up a small shadow in his mind.

"You are Tang Tang?"

Yan Chunxi smiled so sweetly that his dimples were revealed. He hugged Guan Junchen's neck at once, and kissed Guan Junchen's forehead forcefully: "I know Brother Cheng will never forget."

……

Guan Junchen did not forget.

Twelve years ago in the middle of winter, Prince Xiang Guan Zhenyang and Lin Qingyue, the youngest daughter of Lin's firm, got married in Chang'an, and then returned to Gusu Lin's Mansion to hold a three-day banquet to entertain guests.

Guan Junchen is the younger brother of King Xiang, but at that time he had military duties and was not in time for the wedding in Chang'an, so he went to congratulate Gusu for this occasion.

The Lin family is a giant merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, with deep roots and extensive connections in Gusu, and now he is married to the royal family and nobles. All of a sudden, officials and merchants came and went in and out of Lin's mansion in an endless stream.

And Guan Junchen led the army to victory in the southeast that year. He was the most popular man in the court. Although there were many people who wanted to curry favor with him, he didn't like to socialize. , but no one dared to disturb.

That night, when the moon was shining brightly, Guan Junchen was alone in the courtyard admiring the red plums with his hands behind his back, when he suddenly heard someone walking into the courtyard rustling on the snow.

He turned his head in displeasure, and saw a short and small figure walking into the yard step by step.

Guan Junchen is proficient in martial arts and has extraordinary eyesight. Although there is still a considerable distance away, he can still see the face of the visitor clearly at a glance.

It was a little boy who looked no more than five or six years old.

At first glance, he looked like a young master from a wealthy family. He was wrapped tightly in a fiery red dress and brocade jacket. It was probably because he was dressed too warmly, but he was wrapped up like a round ball. It is quite gratifying to stand so brightly on the snow.

"You..." The little guy looked over curiously from a distance, and asked in a childish voice, "Are you the champion that your parents mentioned?"

If others dared to be so rude, they would have been punished by Guan Junchen long ago. However, facing this little child, he was really helpless, so he had no choice but to respond: "It's me."

According to the Taizu system of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those under the age of 25 who have made outstanding military achievements are granted the title of Marquis of the Champion.

Guan Junchen is a prince, he should have been crowned king due to his great achievements, but he was appointed by the first emperor to be named a champion, and his weight is far greater than that of ordinary vassal kings.

That year, Guan Junchen was 23 years old, he was full of vigor and sharpness.

Everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty wanted to get acquainted with this champion, and the little boy's parents were no exception. He thought they were discussing something, but he heard it in his heart.

"Hey! I just came to see what you look like!" Sure enough, when the young master heard this, he wanted to come over excitedly, but before he had walked a few steps, he fell into the snow with a slap.

Guan Junchen stood not far away and watched, but couldn't help laughing.

The little guy raised his head, his pink face was covered with snow, he was really spoiled, he just fell down so lightly, and his voice started to cry: "You...how are you standing? If you don’t move, you don’t know how to help me?”

He is quite precious.

Guan Junchen smiled back, still pulled out the whip from his waist, and flicked his wrist.

The whip moved like a dragon, gently rolled up the young master's body, retracted it, and placed him firmly in front of Guan Junchen.

The little guy stopped crying immediately, but just looked at Guan Junchen in surprise, and stretched out his hand timidly to touch the Youlong whip on Guan Junchen's waist.

He was all luxurious, and a pair of playful tiger-head boots were inlaid with pearls. When he looked up, his little face was even more delicate, like a young man who had sneaked out of Chang'e's moon palace.

Guan Junchen bent down, wiped the snowflakes off his soft face, and said with a straight face: "The snow is so thick, and it doesn't hurt you to fall, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry." The little guy suddenly stuck out his tongue at Guan Junchen and made a face: "I'm just trying to scare you."

Guan Junchen lowered his face and said, "Which family are you from? You are so naughty. I'll send someone to send you back."

"Don't..." The young master was not afraid of him at all, and tugged at the hem of his robe: "Young Champion, you have grown so tall, like a willow tree, that I can't even see your face clearly Lah. You squat down and talk to me for a while, okay?"

He is not big, but he has a lot of style, and the "how are you" is drawn out in a long, soft nasal voice.

Guan Junchen felt quite helpless, he was born in the palace, and most of the children in the palace were precocious and understood the rules, how could anyone be so bold.For a moment, he didn't know what to do with the annoying little guy in front of him, and finally he squatted down on one knee, so that he could be at eye level with the little guy.

The young master looked over, his eyes lit up instantly.

He held Guan Junchen's face in his small hands, as if he was holding some treasure, and said happily: "Champion Marquis, you are so good-looking."

Guan Junchen calmed down, let the little guy mess around like this, and said, "Let's just say a few words, and then I'll send you back."

"Okay." The young master laughed so hard that two dimples appeared, but he didn't see it at all, and immediately put his arms around Guan Junchen's neck delicately, and pressed his warm face against it.

"Champion Hou, is the married King Xiang your elder brother?"

"Yes."

"What is marriage?"

"...that is, to marry a daughter-in-law."

"Champion Marquis, why don't you marry a wife?"

"..." Guan Junchen was speechless for a moment, thought for a moment before saying: "I don't want to."

Unexpectedly, the young master seemed to understand something suddenly. He stroked Guan Junchen's black hair tied with the jade crown: "Don't be too sad."

Guan Junchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's wrong with me?"

"Look at you are still stubborn." The young master sighed like an adult, and said earnestly: "No one wants you."

"..." Guan Junchen was suddenly choked up and speechless.

"Are you angry?"

Seeing that Guan Junchen was silent, the little guy stretched out his hand and gently wiped a piece of snowflakes that fell on Guan Junchen's eyebrows, and then tiptoed up to gently kiss Guan Junchen's forehead: "Don't be angry, no one will really want you in the future." If so, I will marry you when I grow taller, okay?"

He seemed to have just eaten osmanthus candy, his lips were soft, with a sweet osmanthus aroma.

After the kiss, when he looked at Guan Junchen with a smile, his face was flushed by the cold wind, but it was even more innocent and charming - no one would be willing to be angry with such a little baby.

Guan Junchen sighed, and coaxed: "Since you want to marry me, you have to tell me which family you belong to? What's your name?"

"Tang Tang." As he said, his big round eyes continued to stare at Guan Junchen: "You have to remember, it's not sweet-scented osmanthus candy. My mother said that candy is too sweet, boy It's inappropriate to call... Champion Hou, what's your name?"

"My name is Guan Juncheng. Let's go, it's getting late. I'll send someone to take you back." Guan Junchen stood up. Although he didn't know his last name yet, he asked his servants to find out whose child's nickname is Tang Tangbian yes.

Tangtang was a little wronged, but he still held Guan Juancheng's broad palm obediently. He raised his head and asked with bright eyes: "Brother Cheng, can I still come and play with you?"

Guan Junchen had a headache for a while, so he said bravely, "Yes."

Guan Junchen's promise was truly a mistake that would cause eternal hatred.

Although the Gusu banquet lasted for three days, in fact there were many guests and it was lively for seven or eight days.

For the next few days, this young master named Tang Tang came to him every day. At the beginning, there were guards stopping him, but he was a big kid, and he said with a straight face that it was Champion Hou who personally agreed to play with him.

Guan Junchen didn't really want to break his promise, and secondly, he couldn't refuse the little guy's request. He, the champion of the Tang and Tang Dynasties, even forcibly stayed with the little guy for a few days, went to Gusu City to watch the lanterns and admire the plum blossoms. After visiting the West Market, I also took Tang Tang to eat wontons.

King Xiang was surprised when he found out about this.

During this period, Tang Tang's parents also came to pay respectful visits, but Guan Junchen really didn't have any interest in getting to know them, he just knew that the family's surname was Yan, but he didn't see them face to face.

Before the Yan family left, Tangtang hugged Guan Junchen and cried so much that he was unwilling to leave, and wanted to give Guan Junchen the longevity lock around his neck.

Guan Junchen knew that rich people begged for this thing to ward off evil spirits and disasters for their children, so he naturally refused to accept it. After thinking about it, Tang Tang tore off the pearls inlaid on the brocade tiger-toed boots and handed it to Guan Junchen.

"Brother Cheng, this is a token." He looked at Guan Junchen with big eyes full of tears, "Don't forget me."

Guan Junchen took the pearl, although he didn't know where it was left in the future, and he could never find it again.

But before parting, that little figure was wrapped in a brocade robe, looking back step by step in the heavy snow, but 12 years have passed, and he has never forgotten it.

……

"It's you?"

Guan Junchen couldn't help frowning, the spoiled little guy in his memory had grown so big, but the movement of wrapping his neck around his neck, and the soft smile with a slight dimple, seemed to be the same as the past 12 years. Nothing changed, he lifted Yan Chunxi's chin in his arms and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I have been in the mansion for six months, and Brother Cheng has never asked to order food. I finally got Yu Taojiu that day, but you still didn't come. I am a Mr. Heyuan who has never even seen you. Ask someone to pass on a message and no one will answer..."

"Then you dare to do such a thing? Are you looking for death?"

"I drank Yutao wine that day, and my whole body was really hot, and I felt very uncomfortable. Everyone in the mansion has passed the autumn harvest and it will be the end of the new year. Next year, the unfavored young master will be kicked out. I , I thought I would never have the chance to see Brother Cheng again in this life."

Yan Chunxi looked at Guan Junchen with a trace of grievance in his eyes: "It's not that I'm looking for death, but I'm really not interested in living, just..."

"Hearing what you mean, is this king to blame for this matter?"

"No, I don't blame Brother Cheng." Although Yan Chunxi shook his head quickly, he added in a low voice: "But it can't be said that it doesn't matter at all."

Guan Junchen heard this, and immediately slapped him, and hit the young boy's upturned butt... hard.

You know, even though it's the same slap, a slap on the butt is much gentler than a slap on the face.

As expected, Yan Chunxi was not afraid, instead, a pair of round almond eyes were filled with moist mist, and he burrowed into Guan Junchen's arms again.

"What happened after that?"

"I..." Yan Chunxi bit his lower lip, and knew in his heart that it was really his fault this time, so he pulled Guan Junchen's silk shirt pitifully and said: "I have tasted that taste, and I always think, itchy Yes, I couldn't help it...Brother Cheng, Xi'er knew he was wrong, really."

"What's it like? Happy?" Guan Junchen snorted coldly, he paused, and couldn't hold back: "——you know a shit."

Yan Chunxi had never heard Guan Junchen spit out any dirty words before, so he was taken aback for a moment, but he immediately pressed his face that was still dripping with sweat on Guan Junchen's chest softly: "I don't understand anything, Brother Cheng taught me... ...From now on, only Brother Cheng will teach me."

Guan Junchen looked down at the boy in his arms, and suddenly felt helpless like 12 years ago.

Twelve years have passed, but Yan Chunxi still seems to be a little guy in his eyes, he is more than twice as big as him.

In his arms was a boy who was only 17 years old, with the amorous body of a half-grown boy, Guan Junchen actually knew it in his heart.

When he was 17 years old, apart from fighting every day, he only thought about this one thing in his heart. He was in the military camp at that time, and he brought two pretty schoolboys with him. panic.One can't stand him, so the two play together, which is not absurd.

In terms of sexual desire, princes and commoners, and young people in the world are all the same.

However, although he had spared Yan Chunxi this time in his heart, he couldn't let this little thing not even know how to be afraid.

Guan Junchen picked up Yan Chunxi and put him back on the bed, then called Wang Jinzhi in.

"Go and bring the guard in the prison over, and bring the confession too."

Wang Jinzhi saw that Guan Junchen didn't mention the matter of Hedinghong, so naturally he didn't say much, and soon brought back the guards who were chained up.

The guard's surname is Xiao, but he is quite tall and straight.Although he was not tortured, he was held in prison for several days in fear, and when he was brought to kneel and kowtow in front of Guan Junchen, he was already trembling, and he couldn't even speak properly.

Guan Junchen was extremely disgusted in his heart, but his face remained completely motionless, he just threw the drawn confession in front of the guards, and said indifferently: "You can't read, but you said everything on the confession, you can tell me everything on it. .”

Yan Chunxi didn't know what Guan Junchen meant, he panicked and didn't dare to look at guard Xiao, he just curled up in a corner of the bed and listened with his head down.

"Yes, yes..." Guard Xiao trembled and prostrated on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "On the ninth day of October, the younger one is working in the twelfth courtyard. I have nothing to do, but Mr. Yan came out and asked the younger one to move in. Thing, as soon as he entered the house, Mr. Yan took off all his clothes, grabbed the little one and told him to touch him... touch the thing between his legs, the little one saw that he was shameless, so he should refuse , but Mr. Yan said, if the little one doesn’t do it, he will drive the little one out of the house.

"You said what happened to Mr. Yan as soon as you entered the house?" Guan Junchen asked again as if nothing had happened.

"As soon as the little one entered the room, Mr. Yan took off his clothes and forced the little one to touch him..."

Yan Chunxi, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, turned pale immediately, his hands trembling, and he looked helplessly at the guard Xiao who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed.

He really didn't expect that people's hearts could be so bad.

"Did you hear what he said?"

"My lord, Xi'er..." Yan Chunxi bit his lip, there was no third person present for this kind of thing, and he couldn't argue with it in a moment of panic.Although he was severely punished before, he still didn't want to hurt guard Xiao more, and wrote the confession to his own disadvantage, but now he was bitten so viciously back, it is really chilling.

"You remember what he said, every word and every word."

Guan Junchen took a deep look at Yan Chunxi. He was neither happy nor angry, and he didn't look at the guard Xiao on the ground. He just turned his head and said to Wang Jinzhi who was on the side: "You don't have to kill this man, just take three things from him, and then Throw it to Jinling City to beg."

Wang Jinzhi hesitated for a moment, but still lowered his head and asked, "Dare to ask the prince, which three should you choose?"

"He touched what he shouldn't touch, saw what he shouldn't see, and said what he shouldn't say."

As soon as Guan Junchen said this, how could guard Xiao, who was kneeling on the ground, not be afraid, and immediately kowtowed his head desperately, even bleeding from his forehead in an instant, but he was dragged out by Wang Jinzhi immediately, Along the way, he still struggled to let out heart-piercing begging sounds.

Yan Chunxi was so frightened that he collapsed on the bed, his almond eyes looked at Guan Junchen in shock and fear.

He could hardly believe that the man in front of him who gave such a cruel order with an indifferent expression turned out to be the champion of the Great Zhou that he had secretly admired throughout his youth—in his memory, he had been so gentle.

After Wang Jinzhi dragged Guard Xiao out, Guan Junchen stretched out his hand to the shivering boy on the bed, but Yan Chunxi just kept shaking his head and shrank back to the corner of the bed.

Guan Junchen didn't force it either, he stood by the bed and looked down at Yan Chunxi, slowly said: "I will teach you two things tonight. Listen carefully, I will only say this once."

"One, think about yourself more in everything from now on, don't always think about others - it's already polite for others not to bother you, and not to harm you."

"Second," Guan Junchen stared at Yan Chunxi's dazed but clear almond eyes, and continued, "Remember, this King Ning's mansion, from everything down to the plants and trees, up to Mr. Heyuan, is all my king's property. You know that you You know what rules you should abide by. You are my king’s favorite, with your body and heart, and no one else can covet you. If someone touches it, I want his hand; if someone else sees it, I want his pair of tricks Fortunately, he is not so stupid after all, otherwise he would not even be able to be a man when he goes out today."

"Not killing him is to teach you how to be afraid. People who break the rules will end up like this. You have to know that in this palace, you are Mr. Heyuan, and your body has no so-called desires—only when the king tells you to be happy. , you can be happy. If you make a mistake again, this king will never forgive you. Do you understand?"

"Brother Cheng," the young man raised his head to look at Guan Junchen with faint tears in his eyes, as if he had been stung, and his fingers clenched the bedding: "Do you want to teach Xi'er to be afraid of you?"

"Then do you know how to learn?" Guan Junchen sat beside Yan Chunxi, stretched out his arms and hugged the young man into his arms.

"Xi'er..." Yan Chunxi's naked and soft body was still trembling slightly. After subconsciously struggling a bit, he still put his chin on Guan Junchen's shoulder and said softly, "I'm afraid I'm a slow learner."

Guan Junchen was amused, and didn't want to scare him anymore, "Okay, then take your time."

Yan Chunxi opened his mouth: "Brother Cheng, then Xiao..."

He just opened his mouth, seeing that Guan Junchen's face was not looking good, he immediately lowered his head knowingly and didn't say any more.

"Don't call me these three words again, it's taboo."

Yan Chunxi hesitated for a moment, then suddenly leaned into Guan Junchen's ear: "Isn't it okay when you are just brother and Xi'er?"

A slight blush appeared on his face, he bit his lips, and his voice became softer and softer: "Just, just at that time... I just want to be called Brother Cheng..."

Guan Junchen only felt that his lower abdomen was hot again, he squinted his eyes, and said in a noncommittal deep voice: "You are tired too, go to sleep."

The young man was tossed about for most of the night, and he was obviously tired and sleepy. Hearing what Guan Junchen said, he muttered in a nasal voice and didn't know what to answer, his round almond eyes closed involuntarily.

Guan Junchen hugged Yan Chunxi, looked down deeply at the young man's long black eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing, and there were still some tears on his handsome face.

He made the little guy cry several times in one night, but he was not afraid of him by nature, so he fell asleep in his arms in just a short time.Even if the other Heyuan young masters are favored again, how dare they fall asleep like this before waiting for him to fall asleep.

Yan Chunxi thought of him as the champion back then, and Guan Junchen didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse, after all...he had changed.

……

"Boss Wang, are you there?"

Danxin Pavilion of King Ning's Mansion is Wang Jinzhi's residence. He deliberately chose a remote courtyard in the west. He doesn't need anyone to serve him on weekdays. Therefore, the courtyard is deserted, and the snow that has accumulated for half a winter has not been swept away. At first glance, It can't be seen at all that it is the residence of the chief steward of the palace.

A young man in a jade-white brocade robe stood in front of the porch and gently knocked on the door.

Although he was dressed thickly, he still looked slender, and standing there trembling slightly in this snowy weather was a bit pitiful.

With a "squeak", Wang Jinzhi came out of the room, and he couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the visitor: "Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Yixuan raised his head slightly, and in the bright snowy light reflected a pretty face that was slightly flushed from the cold. In terms of appearance, he was extremely beautiful, with a pair of narrow and long eyes shining like peach blossoms, and his lips were naturally ruddy.At that time, he was already a leader among the nobles in Jinling City, and he had been in the palace for several months, and he was always favored by this appearance. It is these few days, but it is a little different.

"It's really cold." Cheng Yixuan raised his white hands, breathed carefully into the palms, and glanced at Wang Jinzhi like a kitten looking for warmth.

Wang Jinzhi just turned a blind eye, and asked indifferently: "Mr. Tiancheng is still out in the snow, but is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Yixuan hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Wang Guanshi, I heard that Wang Ye often goes to... the Twelfth Court these days?"

His words were considered tactful, Guan Junchen hadn't spent the night in the Twelfth Court these few days.

"Mr. Cheng, it's not our business to ask about the prince's affairs. Do you have anything else to do?"

Cheng Yixuan was not surprised when he heard Wang Jinzhi's answer, but he lowered his eyes sadly, but then he timidly took out a small sapphire pendant from the cuff of the brocade robe, and handed it over: "Boss Wang, please trouble me Yes, it’s New Year’s Eve tomorrow, you can take it to Mama Zheng for me in a few days, okay?”

Mama Zheng was the bustard of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Jinling City. Wang Jinzhi knew that Cheng Yixuan was an orphan and had no one to depend on, so he treated the bustard who sold him as his parents every year to honor him.

He didn't say anything, when he reached out to take the sapphire pendant, he felt extremely cold when he touched the young man's fingers.

Wang Jinzhi glanced at Cheng Yixuan silently, then turned around and went back to the room to take out a small heater wrapped in a leather case, and stuffed it into Cheng Yixuan's hand: "It's cold, don't freeze, go back quickly."

Cheng Yixuan hugged the stove, and a soft smile suddenly appeared on his face. When he looked at Wang Jin, the vague sadness in his eyes suddenly brightened, "Thank you, Wang Jin."

Wang Jinzhi didn't speak anymore, just watched the young man's slender back and slowly walked out of the courtyard of Danxin Pavilion step by step.