55 Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in our eyes
◎Huo Yan: Borrow the Emperor's Sword.◎
Liu Che wanted to leave, but Huo Yan didn't want him to.
He prepared this big scene specially for his uncle. He launched a series with many scenes. His uncle watched it every day. He didn't believe that his uncle would not learn his lesson.
He whispered a few words to Huo Qubing, then led Shi Ye down with a playful smile, trotted a few steps, raised his pretty face, and reached out to hold his uncle's hand.
"Uncle, uncle, now that we're here, it would be bad if we didn't finish reading it." He led Liu Che by the hand while walking towards the old man Dong Zhongshu. "Mr. Dong, please have a cup of tea first."
Dong Zhongshu slapped Huo Yan's hand away, snorted, turned his head and ignored him, leaving him and Liu Che behind, and found a place downstairs at random. Shi Ye immediately put a bamboo stool in the middle for him, also smiling, and called him "Mr. Dong" all the time.
Dong Zhongshu glanced at Huo Yan and snorted again.
You little bastard, you two-faced guy, you just called me a scoundrel!
Huo Yan gathered his sleeves, and Zhuo Wenjun behind him immediately understood and asked someone to serve Dong Zhongshu a cup of tea.
Dong Zhongshu took it and opened the lid of the tea bowl.
The yellow-green tea soup is clear, and the tea leaves are slender and even, each one like a carefully carved green needle. They stretch out in the ceramic bowl, half floating and half sinking.
He was no fool, and naturally knew this was the prized tea enjoyed by the Chang'an nobility these days: Xinyang Maojian. This tea, named after the Marquis of Pingyang, was highly regarded at the emperor's banquets, and the upper class hailed it as elegant. As a result, its release eclipsed the common aristocratic beverages. Even his own Confucian scholars would pawn their fortunes to acquire a few ounces of it, acting as if they were refined scholars. Even today, among the sophisticated merchants, a single ounce of tea cake can fetch thousands of gold coins.
This tea is valued for its long-lasting fragrance. The cup that Huo Yan gave him is even more precious judging by its quality and fragrance.
His complexion suddenly turned bad, sometimes red, sometimes black. Finally, he slammed the lid shut, stood up and glared at Huo Yan.
Good boy, how dare you use Dong Zhongshu as a raft to gain fame!
His action attracted the attention of the whole audience. He was forced to sit down again, but his eyes were as big as copper bells, as if he could stare Huo Yan's little bastard to death.
[I just took advantage of you, so what?]
[Since you can’t do it, we’ll do it ourselves.]
[I've given you tea, drink it yourself.]
[This incident has completely dispelled the rumors about Zhang Tang.]
Zhang Tang revised the criminal code and, together with Zhao Yu, compiled the laws, establishing the "Yuegong Law" and "Chao Law," as well as the laws for knowingly letting people go and supervising the ministers. His family had no permanent wealth. Although he always liked to agree with the emperor, he only held high positions and always enforced the law impartially for the people. It is righteous for A Yan to redress his reputation!
[Huh? Didn't you guys notice that Ah Yan has always liked Zhang Tang?]
[ah? ]
…
Because he felt guilty about Zhang Tang, he was willing to offend Dong Zhongshu to use him to clear Zhang Tang's name. When had he ever felt guilty about Sang Hongyang or Zhu Zhu?
[When we introduced Zhang Tang last time, Ah Yan didn't even raise an eyebrow!]
[He moved. After we talked about the witchcraft incident, he was very polite to Zhang Tang.]
[That's probably because Ah Yan was grateful to Zhang He for raising him from illness, teaching him to read, and arranging a marriage for him with Pingjun. He's a good man.]
[He followed Juer, and was eventually confined to the silkworm room and castrated. Even so, he still protected our only child, Miao Miao, and he recovered from his illness.]
[Yan, even for his sake, we had to save his father's life during the siege by Li Wen, the Chief Censor of the Imperial Censorate, and Zhu Maichen, the Chief Secretary of the Prime Minister, in the second year of the Yuanding reign!]
[And Bingji, the great benefactor, is now serving as the prison historian of the State of Lu!]
[Our son Bing was a miserable baby. He was imprisoned when he was still a baby.]
[Damn it, son, if we can't take him down by subtle influence, we'll slay the dragon!]
[Everyone is good, that guy called Guo Rang, Jiang Chong is bad, and Liu Che is a big bad guy!]
…
Huo Yan was still smiling. He was on the left side of Liu Che. Seeing Dong Zhongshu's angry look, his mood immediately improved. He made an invitation gesture and slightly bowed to ask Dong Zhongshu to go first.
Dong Zhongshu turned his head away and ignored him, just sitting there like an old goose with its neck stiff.
What a bastard!
Huo Yan was thick-skinned. He followed Liu Che with his head slightly lowered, so that only the whorl of hair on top of his head could be seen.
Liu Che saw him lower his head, and before going upstairs, he glared back at Dong Zhongshu with dissatisfaction and warned him, "Mr. Dong, forget it."
Dong Zhongshu withdrew his gaze, took a sip of tea, and looked gloomy.
Huo Yan said, "My uncle loves me," and then led Liu Che upstairs. Huo Qubing had already had snacks served.
Liu Che took the main seat, and the two of them stood behind him, one on the left and one on the right. They didn't say much throughout the whole process, and were very careful and considerate, without making any mistakes.
Liu Che had always liked them both; they were always free and unrestrained in his presence, especially Huo Yan, who seemed to want to wander the world. He was a little surprised to see them both being so honest this time. Then, remembering the door of Dong Zhongshu's house, he had a sudden inspiration.
Liu Che took the tea that Huo Yan offered him, picked up the tea foam, and said directly, "It's not a big deal. The old man likes Ah Yan, so Ah Yan will go and study with him for a few days."
Huo Yan suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, and Huo Qubing also had a headache.
It wasn't a big deal in the first place. Dong Zhongshu took the money, so the matter was settled.
They looked at each other and knelt down in unison before Liu Che. Finally, Huo Yan spoke, "Your Majesty, I want to keep those doctors in the printing factory."
Liu Che nodded, he had the same idea.
"Hasn't this been agreed upon long ago? You pay for their support, and they follow you."
Huo Yan rubbed his fingers together and managed to suppress his restless heart.
“Can I let them teach then?”
Liu Che replied, "Usually, the people who teach you two are all doctors, and I haven't seen you two come here to ask for permission. However, it's a good thing to be eager to learn. If you want to learn, then go ahead."
Huo Yan did not say why he wanted to teach the workers' children to read and write, he only said that he wanted to seek the will of the Tao so that these people would not disobey his orders.
"Don't obey your orders? Draw blood. I just want people, I don't care if there are any shortcomings. Ah Yan, someone doesn't obey you, huh?"
Liu Che raised his eyebrows, his eyes calm, and said that chopping people was no different from killing birds.
The emperor was furious and murderous intent was everywhere.
These were words of endearment, but Huo Yan's spine still bristled with anxiety. He pouted, acting like a spoiled child, "I'm just worried they won't obey me, and that my uncle will listen to them instead of me."
Liu Che laughed out loud. This scene was boring. It was a bunch of fools, especially Lu Guo who believed the slander of the traitor, which caused the father and son to become estranged, and finally killed his son. He was too cruel to be like a normal person. I don't know where A Yan found the writer. It was very boring.
"Your play is not good. This Lu Guo is not a normal person. If it were written by Dongfang Shuo, his play would be good."
Huo Yan narrowed his eyes and finally agreed, "Uncle has a good eye. This prototype is not a normal person."
Liu Che was not sitting properly at this time, but leaning on the table in a lazy manner. Hearing this, he hooked his finger to ask Huo Qubing and the others to come over. Huo Yan and the others came forward obediently. Liu Che pinched a piece of milk cake and fed it to Huo Qubing. Huo Qubing opened his mouth to take it. Liu Che pinched another one that was not sweet and fed it to Huo Yan. Huo Yan opened his hungry mouth and took it.
"The person Lei Bei was involved in last time has been cleared of wrongdoing. He is an innocent man. I have ordered a warrant to be issued for his arrest. He wanted to join the army, but I want to leave him to Zhongqing. He is currently in the Weiyang Palace. Qubing and Ayan, let's go and see the swordsmanship of this number one swordsman."
Liu Che enjoyed the fun of feeding, and pinched some snacks to feed his two big sons.
Huo Qubing took the snacks and agreed readily.
Huo Yan refused to take it and moved his hand towards Huo Qubing.
He doesn't eat sweet things.
If it were someone else, Liu Che would have pinched their chin to force them to eat it, but this was his eldest son, and he was also notoriously stubborn, so he lost interest and put the snack in his mouth and ate it himself.
Huo Yan showed him the pill he had promised him last time. While Liu Che was looking at it, he gave one to himself and his older sons.
Huo Qubing, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Uncle, there is one more thing I want to ask. Has anyone died in the Queen's palace recently?"
Huo Yan was shocked. He looked at his brother and wished he could blink his eyes out.
Brother, look at me, is there someone dead in the Queen's palace? No, my dear brother, why are you asking this!
After hearing what Huo Qubing said, Liu Che paused for a moment, his eyes growing deeper. He slowly put down his teacup and looked at Huo Qubing, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"
Huo Qubing replied respectfully, "Uncle, to be honest, some people have been sneaking around the toy house a few days ago. I think the person leading them looks a lot like one of Empress Chen's servants."
A few days ago.
After Huo Qubing finished practicing horse riding and archery, he was dragged by Su Wu and Cao Xiang to have dinner, listen to opera and chat.
He was unhappy about the humiliation Huo Yan suffered last time, so he sat by the window, looking at the crowd and thinking about the identity of the maid.
The East Market was bustling with people, tourists and merchants. The toy house across the street was the focal point of the crowd. Then he saw a group of people. He hadn't noticed them at first, but he happened to be very good at judging people. Even in the dark, he recognized the maid leading the group.
The queen's maid, accompanied by a large group of strong men, came to his younger brother's shop.
Either they are causing trouble or they are killing people.
So he had Little Piaoliang shout from the stage, "There's a vicious tiger hurting people." The crowd was thrown into chaos and ran away. It was at this moment that he, relying on his small stature, took advantage of the chaos and stabbed the leading maid with a dagger.
The leading maid, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, let out a shriek after being stabbed with the dagger. The burly men around her panicked, scrambling for their attacker. He took advantage of the chaos and swiftly slipped into the crowd. His agility made him so nimble that the men couldn't find him.
However, he guessed that the maid was not dead, so he asked this question today.
Liu Che was silent for a moment, then asked, "How did you fight him? He's still alive. Do you need your uncle to help you deal with him?"
Huo Yan was also very nervous. He knew that his brother's mood had been fluctuating recently, and there was something strange going on.
Ahhh, it’s not time to depose the queen yet, and his brother is still alive. What a shame!
Huo Qubing shook his head under the gaze of the two men.
Liu Che chuckled and teased him, "I don't know if anyone died, but it doesn't matter."
Who can’t protect me?
Huo Qubing didn't care. He stood up slowly, dusted off his knees, and was about to help Huo Yan up.
The two of them relaxed completely, leaving Huo Yan, who had been dragged up, alone to brainstorm.
"Brother, it's the one from that day."
His eyes looked like they wanted to kill someone, but Huo Qubing avoided them lightly and shook his head.
Huo Yanxin was the one who had the axe to grind. He cursed Chu Fu in his heart for being so petty. He had only smashed a sachet, so why would he come to his shop to cause trouble and even scare his brother?
Finally, he made up his mind that no matter whether Chu Fu lived or died, no matter whether Chen Ajiao pursued him or not, he had to make sure that his brother would not get involved at all.
Therefore, the threat of Chu Fu must die.
[Baby, are you okay? Why are you so fierce?]
[Ayan, the Chu official in charge of witchcraft.]
[I will kill her today and get rid of all her illness.]
[Don't trust Liu Che, Ah Yan. Kill her and Chen Ah Jiao to eliminate future troubles.]
[According to official history, Chu Fu built a "shrine" for the empress, offered sacrifices to an evil spirit, and cursed it, resulting in him being convicted of "high treason" and beheaded in a busy street. High treason is the crime of rebellion and rebellion that endangers the emperor and the ancestral temple. If Chu Fu had merely cursed the concubines, he would not have been convicted of such a crime.]
[In unofficial history, it was the lilies of my hometown that bloomed.]
[Liu Che was able to protect Bingbing, but nothing could uproot them, and nothing could protect his brother better.]
[You can trust the piggy, the piggy is always sick.]
[Ayan doesn't trust him.]
…
Huo Yan gathered his sleeves lightly, his gaze sliding across the barrage of comments about the Evil God and the Great Treason. He stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "Uncle, I know this person, but since this concerns the imperial court, I'm not sure if I should speak up."
Liu Che withdrew his gaze from watching the show and looked at him.
Huo Yan faced the pressure head-on, a bitter expression on his face. "Aunt Chunyu told me she's a witch from Nanyue, specializing in insidious harm, and even worse." He swallowed before continuing, "She would sacrifice to evil gods and cast curses. I heard that once, after the ruler of a small country offended her, she cast a spell that severed the kingdom's lifeline. Within two years, he died and his country was destroyed."
Liu Che took a deep breath. He believed in gods and ghosts. "Is it really that evil?"
Huo Yan lowered his head slightly, his expression serious and earnest as he spoke, "Aunt Chunyu once told me that she was a notorious witch in Nanyue. Uncle, when I first met her, I felt that she had a cold and sinister aura, unlike that of an ordinary person. That day, when I accidentally bumped into her in the palace, I smelled her fishy odor, so I subconsciously threw the evil-repelling sachet Aunt Chunyu gave her at her. But who could have known that she would hold a grudge against me for this and even come to trouble me."
As he spoke, he was moved to tears. At first, it was a dry howl, but now it was really aggrieved. Sniffling, Xiaobai held Liu Che's hand with his claws, crying to him with snot and tears, "Uncle, I'm so weak that I can't even use a four-strength bow. She killed me without me knowing it. Maybe she has cursed me now. Woohoo, brother, I will never see you again."
Without the little ginger bun, Huo Yan would never have cried like this. As soon as Huo Qubing saw him, his tears immediately fell. Huo Qubing was so scared that he repeatedly covered his tears with a handkerchief, but after wiping them, the tears were still there. Huo Yan cried silently like a faucet.
"Brother, I'm going to be cursed to death. Don't think about me. I'll leave all the money to you. You can eat whatever you want and play however you want. But remember to offer me seasonal offerings. I'm afraid of being alone. You have to talk to me. If you eat something delicious in the future, bury it. Maybe I'll eat it. Brother, don't forget me."
Huo Qubing could no longer hold it in, so he hugged him, sniffed, and tears welled up in his eyes.
His little face was wrinkled, and he obviously regretted not stabbing Chu Fu to death directly.
"I can't possibly forget Ah Yan." He choked up, "Don't die."
Huo Yan made a series of whimpering sounds as if the water in the pot was boiling. The two brothers hugged each other, held hands, looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and cried together.
As Huo Yan cried, Liu Che's face grew darker and darker. Finally, he looked at Huo Yan and Huo Qubing, a flicker of pity in his eyes. Huo Yan's words were a bit exaggerated, but he knew they had been together since birth and were genuinely afraid. Liu Che gently patted Huo Yan's shoulder and soothed him, "Ah Yan, go well. Your uncle will definitely send that witch down to accompany you."
[Fuck you, do you know how to comfort people?]
[May Ah Yan live a long and healthy life together.]
[Go deal with your queen!]
[Thinking of Bingyi and Juer, I feel annoyed just looking at you.]
[Bingbing and Ayan are not afraid of death at all, but they are afraid of losing each other.]
[All he said was that he wanted to join his brother in his future life. Don’t forget me.]
[Twins are probably the closest people in the world.]
[If Qubing were to continue as he did in history, would Ah Yan go crazy?]
[Given his madness, I suspect he would kill Liu Che and then commit suicide.]
[He wouldn't do that, because the Han still needed Liu Che. He would wait until Liu Che got sick with the plague before killing him.]
[Oh my god, I realized that I am sharing a brain with Ah Yan now.]
【Author’s words】
It feels like a good fit for rule-based chatter.
Unit boss Huo's twins SSS+
1. Never believe the one who smiles, don’t say a word.
2. You can trust those who don’t like to laugh, but remember not to mention any news about your “younger brother”, “uncle”, “witchcraft incident”, “aunt”, or “son”.
3. When the one with a smile stops smiling and the one without a smile laughs loudly, there is a 50% chance that the one who is smiling will survive.
4. Don’t steal Gemini’s abacus and bow and arrow.
5. Don’t ask Gemini why his surname is Huo and why the name of his mansion is Wei Mansion.
6. If the two of them are acting alone, do not show the Emperor Wu of Han you are carrying in front of the one who loves to laugh.
7. If one of the Geminis has a pale face, please be careful.
8. You can give them money if they look normal.
9. Please trust your uncle, always trust your uncle.
I'm back, and I'll update as normal from now on, four times a week.
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