Chapter 19 Golden Stage "Wash together."
"Happily ever after, happily ever after!"
"Congratulations, Mr. and Brother Shen."
"Today I have to drink more of the wine that you bought me. Once you leave Qingshui Village, we won't be able to eat it anymore!"
"Everyone, enjoy your meal!" Zhao Yan, with a big red flower hanging on his body, raised his wine glass and toasted the elders and villagers of Qingshui Village: "Don't leave until you're drunk!"
"Okay, okay, Brother Shen has a good alcohol tolerance!"
The banquet lasted until the evening. Zhao Yan drank some wine and felt drowsy. On the other hand, Yong Shaolan also drank quite a bit, but his expression remained calm and his movements were not affected. "Brother Lan, don't support me. I'm fine."
"Well, I know you're okay," Yong Shaolan told Xuanji to clean up the stall. He had nothing else to do, so he just took good care of the boy. "Go back to your room and rest for a while. I'll make you some hangover soup."
"Hehe," Zhao Yan nodded: "Okay! Thank you for troubling Brother Lan."
Yong Shaolan quickly prepared the sobering soup and brought it in, only to find the young man lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, breathing steadily.
Yong Shaolan walked over and patted the boy on the shoulder: “Brother Shen, wake up.”
"Hmm..." Zhao Yan, dreaming of his brother Lan, dressed in a ruqun, heard someone calling him. The young man rubbed his eyelids and opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a pair of enchanting pupils. "Huh? Brother Lan? Your other pupil seems to be shrinking?"
Yong Shaolan nodded and handed the hangover soup to the boy: "Well, he seems to be getting better these days."
Thanks to you.
Zhao Yan grinned: "That means the herbs I picked are still useful!"
Yong Shaolan: “…Yeah.”
Zhao Yan sipped his soup while Yong Shaolan straightened his collar. His calloused knuckles pulled back the boy's shirt, resting their soft flesh on his shoulders, kneading it a few times.
"What, what are you doing?" Zhao Yan shrank his neck: "It's itchy."
Then he saw the man take back the hand that was rubbing his neck, curl up his fingers, put them to the tip of his nose and take a light breath.
Zhao Yan: “…”
Grass.
So perverted.
Zhao Yan's scalp tingled, but Yong Shaolan said without hesitation, "It doesn't smell like anything anymore."
"...It's not even estrus yet." The young man put the bowl on the desk, rolled back onto the bed, and took off his cumbersome wedding clothes. "Oh, by the way, Brother Lan, now that we've finished the wedding banquet, let's find a suitable opportunity to return to Beijing."
"Hmm?" Yong Shaolan: "Want to go back?"
Zhao Yan nodded. He missed his mother. "Yes, let's go back early. My family might be worried about me. Brother Lan's family is the same."
"Okay," Yong Shaolan took the bowl and placed it on the table, "Then we will set off the day after tomorrow."
"Can!"
"Let's go to sleep," Zhao Yan yawned. "Brother Dazhu is so mean. He made me drink so much. I feel like I'm going to faint."
"Yes." Yong Shaolan walked over and touched the boy's head: "Tonight is our wedding night."
Zhao Yan: “…”
I became alert and not sleepy at all.
Holding her butt, she rolled into the bed and asked, "What are you doing?"
"No fuck-you." Yong Shaolan got on the bed and pulled down the bed curtains. "Hand."
Yong Shaolan held the boy's wrist and asked, "Can I lick it?"
After that, his eyes glanced at Zhao Yan's mouth again: "Or other soft places."
Zhao Yan: “!!!”
Zhao Yan wanted to pull back his fingers, but they were wrapped by the wet tongue. The moist and dense touch spread from his fingertips to his limbs and bones, and there was a constant "tsk tsk" sound coming into his ears.
It tastes so good.
After licking, Yong Shaolan wiped the boy's fingers clean with a handkerchief, "Your hands are very small."
Zhao Yan lay on the bed: "???"
"Sorry," Yong Shaolan put down Zhao Yan's hand, took the towel he had used to wipe his hands and got out of bed: "I need to take a shower now, you go to sleep first."
Are you sure you want to take a shower?
Zhao Yan glanced at him and remembered his underwear hanging in the yard.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The boy blushed and rolled into the quilt, hiding himself tightly, and gradually collapsed: "Don't tell me such a thing!"
…
Two days later, Yong Shaolan and Zhao Yan packed up their things and bought a carriage, a horse, some fruits, meat, and ready-made braised meat in the town.
That night, Yong Shaolan prepared a table full of dishes and invited Da Niu and Da Zhu's family to come for dinner, and mentioned that they were leaving the next day.
"So soon?" Daniel: "Didn't you say you'd stay a few more days?"
"Oh, since Mr. and Mr. Shen are able to go home, they must want to go back early," said Da Niu's wife. "I will go to the house to get some Guokui for you to eat on the way."
"Mr. Shen's family and Mr. Shen's family are both from Yujing? You two are really destined to meet." Dazhu hugged Xiaoniu and said, "Xiaoniu, your husband is from Yujing. When you grow up and get admitted to Yujing, why don't you bring your parents and move to Yujing to live?"
Xiao Niu only heard that their master and mistress were leaving. He broke free from Uncle Dazhu's arms, ran to Yong Shaolan, and hugged his arms: "Don't let the master go!"
Yong Shaolan picked up the calf and said, "The teacher has left, and another teacher will stay here to continue teaching the calf to read."
Qingshui Village has many talented children, but educational resources are scarce. Yong Shaolan decided to take Xuanji back to Beijing first, leaving Wenquan to continue teaching. Once he's settled in, he'll send someone to repair the school.
Xiao Niu thought about it and felt a little reluctant to leave the master, but still nodded: "Xiao Niu will listen to the master."
Zhao Yan took Xiao Niu away from Yong Shaolan's arms and hung the silver locket he had bought in town around Xiao Niu's neck. "Xiao Niu, you must remember Brother Yanyan too. When Brother Yanyan comes home and settles down, come and play with Xiao Niu!"
When Big Cow's wife saw that the young man gave Little Cow such a valuable item, her nose was sore: "Oh, our Qingshui Village has benefited a lot from Mr. and Brother Shen, how can you still have the nerve to accept your things."
Zhao Yanxiao rubbed Xiao Niu's head with a giggle: "Sister-in-law, you are too polite. It should be Brother Lan and I who benefited from everyone's help!"
"Why are you being so sour?" Dazhu poured a glass of wine and raised it up: "I, Dazhu, respectfully present to Mr. and Brother Shen. From now on, we are all relatives. Whether we are together or not, we will always remember each other."
After seeing off Dazhu and Daniu's families, Zhao Yan and Yong Shaolan loaded their belongings onto the carriage. A carriage couldn't carry much, so Zhao Yan took her wedding gown and other clothes, as well as the dressings that Brother Lan would need.
Yong Shaolan only brought underwear, bedding that the young man had spread in the carriage to prevent the carriage from being shaken, and a dagger that he had just bought in town and tied to his leg in case of an emergency.
It was already midnight at this time. After packing up, the two were about to go back to sleep when there was another knock on the door.
Outside the door came the voice of Da Niu’s wife: “Sir, little brother Shen, sister-in-law is here to bring you some dry food.”
…
The next morning, Zhao Yan and Yong Shaolan drove a horse-drawn carriage, shrouded in the morning mist, and left the place where they had lived for almost half a month, with the farewell of the villagers of Qingshui Village.
"Hey, there's some dried meat here!" Zhao Yan chewed on the wild fruits that Brother Dazhu had picked from the mountain while picking up the things the villagers had just given him. "Dayan has a law that forbids actively killing oxen for farming. This dried meat is really hard to come by."
Zhao Yan put the perishable fruits and vegetables together, and then picked up the dried meat with a handkerchief: "I want to preserve it well."
Yong Shaolan: “…”
"If you like it, buy more when you get to the city."
"It's not love, it's touching!" After finishing his work, the young man continued to nibble on the wild fruit in his hand. "But, Brother Lan said that your other guard stayed in the village. Is that reliable?"
"Yes." Yong Shaolan: "Although he is not as good as me, he can teach the children to read. When we return to Yujing, we will invite a professional teacher to come over."
"You're such a good person!" Zhao Yan chuckled, "My family will definitely like you!"
…
By evening, their carriage had reached Guanyang Prefecture, a provincial capital far more prosperous than Guanyang Town.
After entering the city, Zhao Yan's eyes never stopped watching the acrobatic performances along the street, and he had the urge to go up and throw silver.
However, the Jinling Army gave him silver ingots, which were not very convenient to spend. He should exchange them for small change tomorrow.
Seeing that the young man enjoyed watching the excitement, Yong Shaolan also slowed down, and the carriage slowly moved along the stone brick official road: "There should be quite a few inns here, what kind would you like to stay in, Brother Shen?"
"Ah?" Zhao Yan retracted his gaze, glanced at the inn he passed by, and shook his head: "I got some money, let's stay in a good place."
"Let's take another look."
"good."
Guanyang Prefecture is adjacent to the sea on the east side and has many freshwater lakes, so I think there should be some high-end inns.
Yong Shaolan drove the carriage from the downtown area to the east of the city. The bustling streets were gradually left behind. Zhao Yan felt a little regretful. "It doesn't look like there are many people here."
Yong Shaolan: "It's hard to rest in a busy city, and we have to travel tomorrow."
"Okay." Zhao Yan nodded. At this time, the lake appeared at the end of the street ahead. On both sides of the wide road were luxuriously renovated inns. "Let's go to that one. It looks like it's next to the lake. We can even go for a walk in the evening."
"Um."
Yong Shaolan followed the young man's instructions and drove the carriage to an inn next to the lake. Before he even entered, a child dressed in silk clothes came out and asked, "Gentlemen, would you like to stay at the inn?"
"Well," Yong Shaolan gave the child some change, "Please feed our horses some hay."
The waiter took the silver and led the horse to leave. Zhao Yan got off the car, but then remembered that there were some fruits still on the sack, so he called for someone to take the fruits out of the sack.
After checking in, Zhao Yan took the sandalwood sign and followed Yong Shaolan up to the third floor. "When I was in Jinling, I always heard that life in the north couldn't compare to Jinling. Today, I see that they were all rumors."
Zhao Yan: "It's similar to the inn in Jinling."
"This is your room." The waiter led them to the door and then opened it. "We have hot water here. If you need to wash up, just call me."
"Well, please send hot water after twilight hour."
Waiter: "Okay."
The waiter left, and Yong Shaolan walked in carrying Zhao Yan's fruit. He said, "If we have a chance in the future, we can live in Jinling."
"Jinling is just so-so," Zhao Yan walked in and looked at the luxurious room of over 100 square meters. He instantly felt that his money was well spent. "This room actually has two large beds!"
"Great." Zhao Yan first chose a seat by the window and rolled over: "I want to sleep on this bed!"
Yong Shaolan placed a sack of fruit on the table in the main hall. When he heard the young man talking, he turned to take a look: "..."
"It's easy to catch a cold sitting near the window."
Zhao Yan wrapped himself in the soft silk quilt, "It's okay, I have a fever, I want to sleep on this bed!"
Yong Shaolan: "Then let's go together."
The young man shook his head like a rattle: "No!"
"..." Yong Shaolan walked over and hung his cloak in the wardrobe beside the bed. He glanced at the boy on the bed and said, "Go downstairs and eat something. After that, take a hot bath."
"That's fine!" Zhao Yan leaned forward and looked at the bathtub behind the screen on the other side. It was in the shape of a gold ingot, and there was only one. "So, do you want to wash first or should I?"
Yong Shaolan said calmly, "Let's wash together."
"Show you."
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