Lin Zikui shook his head and became stubborn: "I'll sit here. I won't leave. You sit down too. Your leg is still injured. Why are you running around?"
"...Oh, yes, I'm injured." Xiao Fu almost forgot and thought that Lin Zikui didn't want to leave because he was shy, but it turned out that it was because he was considerate of him.
He simply sat down next to Lin Zikui, and reached out to find his hand with his warm palm, wrapping it around it: "Your hands are so cold again, let me warm them up for you."
Although Lin Zikui had been held hands by him several times, sometimes the circumstances were special and he could not react. Now that he was able to react, he felt his breathing quicken and his heartstrings were violently plucked.
Faintly, he could smell the rich but somewhat cold fragrance from Xiao Fu. Lin Zikui slowly pulled his hand away from his. Xiao Fu looked down at his hand, not knowing what he wanted to do. He raised his fingers slightly, a little hesitant.
Xiao Fu couldn't help but ask, "You won't even let me warm your hands? That's not polite, right?"
“It’s not polite.” Lin Zikui grew up reading books of sages, but he was afraid of upsetting Miss Zhao Ling, so he turned around and held his fingertips.
"That's good." Lin Zikui said.
Xiao Fu's gaze stayed on his fingers and he smiled. Lin Zikui's reservedness and restraint made him feel itchy.
The two of them didn't go anywhere, but just sat on the wooden stairs of Qingxin Pavilion. Mo Liu lay on top of them and stared at the young master and the second girl. The two of them sat on the ground with their shoulders touching.
Lin Zikui asked: "Mr. Xue is...Prime Minister Xue, right?"
Xiao Fu: "Well, if you are not satisfied with him and think that he is not knowledgeable enough, I will find another teacher for you to choose."
Lin Zikui thought he was joking. After all, he was somewhat familiar with Xiao Fu's naughty personality. He still couldn't hide his shock and said, "Prime Minister Xue, it's actually Prime Minister Xue. He... may not accept me as a student."
"He has retired and returned to his hometown now. He has no official position. He should be happy in his dreams to have a student like you who is so talented and cares about the world."
Lin Zikui just realized that Xiao Fu’s identity seemed to be unusual. He had wanted to ask this at first, but marriage should not be based on power and status, and Xiao Zhaoling's family must be stronger than his own, so he couldn't find a good opportunity to ask.
At this moment, he couldn't help but said, "Zhao Ling, I... never asked, where do you live?"
Xiao Fu knew what he was going to ask, and answered, "I am from Yunnan, and grew up in Yunnan. Coincidentally, my father has some connections with Prime Minister Xue, so he sent me to Nanjing to be his disciple. Unfortunately, I am not good at studying, and I can only irritate people. Prime Minister Xue does not recognize me as his student, so naturally, I don't care. If you learn from him, I will benefit from him, and it's the same."
"In Yunnan." Lin Zikui thought it was a bit far. If he took him back to his mother's home to visit her relatives, it would take a month for the carriage to get there.
Xiao Fu said: "My parents, my grandfather, they all like learned people the most. Once you enter their family, they will definitely like you."
In fact, among the whole family, only his mother noticed something about Xiao Fu's homosexuality.
It was because he had been away from home for seven years. More than seven years ago, Princess Minghua had arranged several good marriages for her son Xiao Fu, but none of them came to fruition. Later, Xiao Fu was involved in party disputes, and the marriage was put on hold.
When I returned home two days ago, my mother was about to tell her about this, but unfortunately Xiao Fu entered the palace.
That day, Xiao Fu carried Lin Zikui back to the Duke of Changguo's mansion and hid him tightly. His mother probably learned something strange from the mansion doctor and asked him, "Xiao Fu, are you following the example of those nobles and starting to keep a male lover?"
"He is not a male concubine. I want to marry him. Let's go." Then Xiao Fu transferred people to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion. Princess Minghua didn't even see what Lin Zikui looked like, and hurriedly ran to ask the palace doctor.
Xiao Fu had already established his own family. Even if his family members did not understand and blamed him, they could not do anything to him, so Xiao Fu never considered their opinions.
After sitting on the stairs with Lin Zikui for a while, Xue Xiang finally came out. No one knew what they talked about. Only Mo Liu saw that when the old man with a hazel hat came out, his face was full of melancholy and vicissitudes, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
Wiping away his tears with his sleeves, Elder Xue looked at Mo Liu and said, "I didn't notice just now that you are the same height when you stand up and sit up. You just said your name is Lin Zikui?"
Mo Liu: “…………”
He was greatly humiliated: "Old sir, I am a book boy. I know that I am the same height as my master when he is sitting... That is because I am still young. I will only be thirteen after the New Year. I will grow taller in the future."
Mr. Xue quickly put on his visor and this time he could tell the difference: "Oh, oh! I made a mistake! That little book boy, where is your young master?"
"Mr. Xue," Lin Zikui went to ask for tea. He walked up the stairs with the tea in his hand and asked Xiao Fu where Mr. Xue was. He actually lifted up his robe and knelt down to kowtow, "Please accept my student's greetings!"
"Get up, get up!" Xue Xiang had been worshipped by countless people in his life, and occasionally he could see such a sincere and sincere student. Seeing his eyes, he sighed in his heart, thinking of the conversation with Taoist Master Ze Wu just now, he simply acknowledged this student and took his tea, "If you want to take me as your master, I only have one question for you, what is the difference between being a human being and being an official?"
Seeing Lin Zikui kneeling on the cold ground and being questioned by him, Xiao Fu glared at the old man, but the old man just squinted his eyes and didn't see anything at all.
Xiao Fu coughed.
Lin Zikui thought he was cold, and his heart tightened. He quickly answered Mr. Xue's question: "I think that as a person, you should be like a candle that illuminates everyone and burns yourself, and as an official, you should be like a cannon that destroys yourself and entertains everyone."
He paused, and continued: "To uphold justice for the common people, to stop and stop the tyrants and corrupt officials, and to eliminate troubles and promote benefits for the country."
Elder Xue nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, okay!" He bent down and helped Lin Zikui up: "The ground is cold, no need to kneel anymore, I will drink your apprenticeship tea."
He drank the cup of tea and turned it upside down. Lin Zikui's heart was suddenly filled with emotions, and his eyes almost filled with tears: "I have admired you for a long time. Master, please accept my respects!"
After saying that, he knelt down again. The snow soaked his clothes. Xiao Fu couldn't bear it any longer and stared at Mr. Xue in a blaming manner.
Old Xue did see it this time, and he didn't want Lin Zikui to be too polite in the first place: "Excessive politeness is useless. Get up. From now on, you don't have to be like this all the time. Do you remember this?"
"Students, remember this."
Xiao Fu helped him up from behind. Lin Zikui felt his knees hurt from kneeling and were very cold, but he was so happy at the moment that he temporarily ignored it.
Lin Zikui and Mr. Xue had a long conversation. Xiao Fu was bored and could not understand what they were saying. He just leaned against the door and stared at Lin Lang in a daze.
He is really a nerd. When he talks about academic matters, he seems to come alive. His whole body is burning with flames, and his back is straight, like a pine or a bamboo. Xiao Fu couldn't look away at all.
Dusk is falling, the sun is setting and the wind is blowing.
Mr. Xue said, "I am also from Huainan. Where do you live?"
"The student's native place is Fengtai County, Huainan."
"Oh, oh... that's not far off. You're not even eighteen."
Lin Zikui: "After the Chinese New Year, I will be eighteen."
Mr. Xue: "Who else is at home?"
"Only... one student and one servant are left." He bowed his head slightly and said, "My father and mother have both passed away."
Mr. Xue sighed and said, "Are you getting married?"
Xiao Fu raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
"As for marriage... yes." Lin Zikui didn't know Xiao Fu was still standing by and thought he had left. "I have a wife who has not yet married me. I like her very much. She is Miss Xiao Er."
Who is the Second Miss Xiao? Old Xue didn't react for a while. Could she be Xiao Fu's sister?
Forget it, he didn't want to ask more: "What a pity, what a pity, I still have a granddaughter, who is about the same age as you."
"Teacher, you are praising me," he said with some fear, "I already have a good man who is rare to meet, so I won't think of anyone else. The prime minister's family is rich, and I can't afford to marry him."
"You are already engaged, so it is impossible for me to marry my granddaughter to you. It is a good thing that you value friendship and loyalty."
Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and tonight is the New Year's Eve banquet. Xiao Fu asked someone to escort Xue Laoxian and his family back home to celebrate the New Year. Then he prepared a New Year's Eve dinner at Xingzhi Temple. There were not many people at the table, only Xiao Fu and his three trusted guards, Lin Zikui and his servant.
Xiao Fu didn't like to eat, or rather, he didn't want to eat. Everything he ate tasted bland, but he ate whatever Lin Zikui picked for him.
Xiao Fu wants to drink, but Lin Zikui can't. This is something that Mr. Xie Sanye has specifically instructed.
Everyone at the table was drunk, but Lin Zikui didn't drink a drop of wine. However, under the lights and candlelight, his face was also red.
"I still have the peach blossom wine that Lin Lang gave me. I buried it in the yard. I can't bear to drink it."
Xiao Fu looked slightly tipsy and his eyes were burning.
"Let's drink after we get married, okay?"
"It's just a small jar of wine. Zhao Ling can drink it whenever he wants... or even drink it at the wedding." Lin Zikui covered his eyes, but he seemed to be able to feel the stalemate, and his face became even redder, "Everyone, why are you all drunk..."
This was the royal wine, and everyone except Xiao Zhaoling couldn't resist drinking it.
Xiao Fu leaned forward slightly, and Lin Zikui felt him pressing down on her, so she stretched out her arm to support him: "Miss Zhao Ling, I'll take you... Go back to your room and lie down."
"Well, okay." Xiao Fu couldn't put all his body strength on him, so he only pressed one or two points. He was only five or six points drunk. He turned his head to see Lin Lang's ears, which were as cute as peach petals. He opened his mouth and bit them, holding them in his mouth.
Lin Zikui paused and shook his head in embarrassment: "Second Miss, do you think my ears are something delicious?"
"It's delicious. You don't know that everything tastes the same to me, except you..." Xiao Fu not only bit him, but also licked his earlobe with his warm tongue. Lin Zikui suddenly lost his balance and his legs trembled. If Xiao Fu hadn't supported him, Lin Zikui would have sat on the ground with weak legs.
He had never experienced anything like this before. Not only could he not speak, he couldn't even breathe.
"Lin Lang is shy again." Xiao Fu opened his mouth to let him go, and saw the ear that was wet from being bitten by him. "Daughter of the Xiangfu, did you see it today?"
"...I, you know you can't see it."
"Yes, you are blindfolded. Let me tell you," Xiao Fu was very close to him, "the daughter of the prime minister's family is shorter than you, Lin Lang, and she is pretty and charming. She is so beautiful that even Prime Minister Xue refused to marry her. He looked down on others but only on you, which shows that you are both virtuous and beautiful. Aren't you moved in your heart? You would rather not be the son-in-law of the prime minister than marry me? The status of my Xiao family cannot compare to the prosperity of the prime minister's family."
"Miss Zhao Ling, you are drunk," Lin Zikui said helplessly. He could barely stand, but his legs were so weak that his heartbeat could only be heard when he spoke. "Zikui only has you in his heart. No matter if you are the daughter of the prime minister or the princess of the royal family, I don't want you. You are the moon in the sky, and you are the star in front of me, the snow in the jar... I will help you to rest on the bed. Let's go."
Xiao Fu laughed twice, with the candlelight falling on his cheeks. He seemed very satisfied and said in a drunken tone: "If you want to be the son-in-law of the prime minister, I will kill Miss Xue."
Lin Zikui immediately cried out, "Miss Zhao Ling, don't talk nonsense."
I thought he was just talking drunkenly, but it turned out that Xiao Fu was actually crazy.
Lin Zikui finally helped him to the bed under Xiao Fu's guidance. Xiao Fu gently pulled him into his arms, his chest heaving violently. Lin Zikui's hat fell off, and he hurried to pick it up, but his hand groped on Xiao Fu's chest, so he had to stop. Embarrassed and frightened, he said incoherently, "I'm sorry, I'm offended." He didn't even know that a girl's breasts weren't like that at all.
Xiao Fu's arms were tight around him, and he said in a tired and low voice, "I got your bookboy drunk, too. Zikui, you can't go anywhere today."
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