Chapter Twenty-Six: A Thousand Years of White Clouds
At midnight.
The autumn moon is bright, the autumn stars are scarce, and the autumn insects are harmonious and the autumn grass is low. If you want to invite the golden bottle to the bright moon, it is when the flowers are cold and the dew is heavy.
The painting pavilion on the first floor of Caiyuan, the son is dressed in white, sitting and cooking tea. On the stone table in front of him, there is a celadon tea set, a bottle of chrysanthemums is inserted, a few new fruits are placed, and a good incense is burned. There are no lights and candles, and the shadows are hazy, but it is good to borrow the moonlight and play with a bright night pearl in his hand. The pearl light flashes, sometimes bright, sometimes from the fingers through the filament, reflecting the white and transparent hand holding the pearl. The painting pavilion also flashed and flashed, like stars in the sky.
There was another young man beside the child, looking at the silver hook, his eyes as black as night.
There was a burst of wine in the wind, and another person flashed into the painting pavilion, holding a wine jug in his right hand and a wine glass in his left hand, sat down opposite the boy, poured a glass of wine, held it in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, why don't you light the lamp?
Canghai sighed almost inaudibly, and put the night pearl in his palm back on the glass bracket, and the night pearl light emitted out, like a small candle, illuminating the painting pavilion. The man on the other side raised his eyebrows, looked at the corner of Canghai's forehead with a smile, and said in surprise: "Huh, it's so good?" and then said again in disappointment: "Alas, it's so fast." "Let's just look up and drink the wine in the glass.
Xiao Shell smiled and sighed, "A piece of advice for you, you'd better not mess with him." β
Shi Shuoxi also smiled and said, "I can see it, he is not as easy to mess with as he seems on the surface." Glancing at the small platinum filigree copper kettle on the small stove next to the table, he raised his wine glass to Canghai, "What are you drinking tea for such a good night?"
Shell laughed.
Canghai shook his head helplessly, and there was a smile in his eyes. "I never drink alcohol, and the wine you drink is mine. β
Shi Shuoxi looked at the wine jug and said with a smile: "You're right." But why don't you ever drink?"
"Because drinking alcohol is sexually promiscuous. "The wide sleeves flowed, and the white gold filigree small copper kettle was lifted. Boiling water is slowly poured into the celadon bowl, and the copper kettle is placed on the table.
"Ha Luha, what's the matter? You have been drunk, what have you done that is against propriety? Tell Brother Shuangxi. β
The celadon bowl pours water, overflows the teacup, and then goes to the dust.
"Never drunk. People like me can't get drunk. After a pause, he said, "Little stone, I should be bigger than you." Do you believe I'm thirty years old?"
Shi Shuo was dumbfounded, and before he could answer, Xiao Shell rushed first: "He will only be twenty-one years old next year." β
Shi Shuoxi was still very surprised, carefully looked at Canghai's face, and asked in a daze, "Are you an adult?"
The path of the white gold filigree copper kettle was visibly stiffened before slowly moving to the celadon. With his left hand on his sleeve, Phoenix nodded three times.
The small shell covers the lips, and the dimples loom.
After resting, divide into celadon tea cups. Flowing clouds and water, without worry, is the most rare.
Holding the jade in both hands, he said lightly: "I invite you to tea." β
Shi Shuoxi put down the wine jug, picked up the teacup, approached the end of his nose and smelled it, it was fragrant like an orchid. "Green tea?" took a sip as if he was enjoying it.
"Shifeng Longjing. β
"Tsk," Shi Shuoxi was intoxicated, but said, "It's not good." β
"Bad?"
Even the little shell frowned dissatisfiedly.
Shi Shuoxi drank tea, shook his fingers, and said, "It's too clear." Just like your people. β
"You're scolding me?"
"Ha Lu Ha. I mean, even if you lose your temper, it's harmless. β
"Yes," Canghai lightly pressed his hand on the handle of the burning copper kettle, and asked lightly, "What about when there is boiling water next to me?"
Shi Shuo said happily: "Well, it is sweet and fresh, good tea, good tea." β
Canghai couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand to hold the pearl of the night, and the painting pavilion immediately darkened, "A thief is coming." β
"Where?" Shi Shuoxi turned around, and sure enough, he saw two black shadows rushing in from the wall, a coarse cloth in black clothes, and the ground was silent.
Shi Shuoxi chuckled softly: "I really let you say it right!"
After drinking two more teas here, Fang heard the backyard "oops!" and "ah!" twice, Shi Shuo said happily: "I'll take a look!"
Canghai instructed: "Try not to use martial arts, grab it and lock it up in the firewood room." β
After a while, there was a sound of a blunt object hitting, and the two men began to beg for mercy: "Big brother, don't fight! We're just a thief, and we haven't stolen anything yet...... Oh, no, this stick is thicker than the one just now! Don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, don't dare next time......",
I only heard Shi Shuoxi say: "Hmph, what the shopkeeper said is really good! If you show your wealth too much, you will be remembered by thieves! Fortunately, we have been prepared!"
Xiao Shell smiled and said, "I didn't expect him to be quite smart, this is very thoughtful." β
Canghai disagreed, and said, "Of course, the person your brother chose." β
"Hmph, you've finally met someone younger than you. β
"That's it. I'm your brother. The autumn wind blew his words fluttering.
Xiao Shell said: "It's windy, you go back to the house." β
"Don't. I have a small stove here. β
"No, what should I do if I get frostbite?"
"No, it won't!"
Xiao Shell glared: "Can't you go back?"
β...... Get back. β
Murong carried the lantern and walked slowly. The houses on both sides of the road are lined up, and the autumn flowers are full of gardens. Turn a corner, the scenery changes suddenly, it is a Jiangnan garden, fresh and graceful, quiet and elegant, and this courtyard builds a study, but there is a simple and dignified north. Ginkgo biloba is planted all over the courtyard, pebbles are the path, a grass and a tree all grow naturally, and there is no trace of axe chisel; ginkgo biloba leaf is shaped like a fan, yellow, yellow, green and green, raw, then like the top such as a cover; falling, then green and yellow are intertwined, stretching all over the ground; the master does not sprinkle and sweep, so he let it go, and withers all over the ground; step on it, then it is like a cloud like cotton, soft and lovely. During this period, a few goose eggs are occasionally exposed, such as peeking at the face of a beauty, and they want to talk.
The fringe window of the study was slightly open, and there was candlelight jumping out. The door is half-covered, revealing a corner of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion. Murong carried the lantern, pushed open the window and smiled inward: "Second Miss Yun, are you still working hard so late?
A woman in the house held a scroll in her hand, stood with her back to the window, and tied a waist-length ribbon behind her head. "Murong, what are you doing so late?"
Murong smiled: "Is this the hospitality of your second girl Yun?"
Yun Qianqiu also smiled: "The door is over there, but you have to talk to me about hospitality through the window. β
Murong retracted his head with a smile, walked in from outside the entrance for a while, blew out the lantern, and said, "Fortunately, the master said 'Ruzi' instead of 'woman', otherwise wouldn't you even scold yourself?"
Yun Qianqiu's eyes widened, and he said with a caressing heart: "Fortunately." The two looked at each other and burst out laughing.
In the study, all the furnishings are simple, but all of them are carefully selected and full of ancient style. Ten red sandalwood bookcases in the house, the books are full, there are a lot of sandalwood boxes on the Baibao Pavilion, which should be the only surviving ancient books, there is a carved ice plum sandalwood ladder against the wall, leading to the small second floor.
Yun Qianqiu wore a white shirt with a gauze belt, large sleeves and wide placket, like a Confucian, and a green silk waist tie tied a painted blue silk belt from the sideburns and hung down behind her shoulders. Vermilion lips and red face, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes; contemplation is like the moon shining on the river, the river and the sky are the same color; clever smile is like the moon reflecting the lotus pond, clear and graceful; the fragrance of the whole body of the book, the temperament is self-sufficient; there is no twisted state, and the appearance is natural. There are a thousand styles in the moon, and it will be the same in the end. In this study room, in the Hanmo Xuan incense, Murong is like a peony on the side, and the autumn is like the moon, sprinkled with clear light.
Murong said with a smile: "I just came in, and I saw that the name plaque of the study was changed to the word 'apricot forest', which is also appropriate for the ginkgo biloba before your fast, but the second girl Yun has also become a 'person in the apricot forest', and she can rejuvenate herself." β
Yun Qianqiu replied with a smile: "It's not me who rejuvenates the skillful hand, but him," pointing to the shelf, and said: "Books can cure ignorance, can cure stupidity, can cure bonelessness, and can cure all obscene diseases, but isn't it 'Apricot Forest Spring Warmth', orange well spring fragrance?"
The two of them were talking and laughing, while kneeling opposite each other on the low couch, Yun Qianqiu made tea and treated each other, and asked casually: "You haven't seen my brother so late, have you?"
"Hmm," Murong nodded, "Is he okay for a thousand years?"
"Okay, so busy. β
Murong Qi said: "What are you busy with?
Yun Qianqiu smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, of course I'm busy picking red beans." β
Murong snorted with a smile and hurriedly changed the topic: "The girls of the family are all meeting and talking in the embroidery building, every time I come, I always have to go to this hard study, and there is no mood at all." β
Yun Qianqiu smiled even more and replied: "Detachment, isn't it good to be a Taoist friend who treats books and discusses the Tao?"
"The Taoist friend you are talking about is not me," Murong sipped tea, his eyes were confused, and continued: "It should be the personable prince of the imperial prince." β
"No, no. Yun Qianqiu shook his head frequently. ,
"What's wrong?"
Yun Qianqiu smiled, sold a pass, and then said, "This is too sour." β
Murong squinted and pointed at her, "You can't hide it from me." He smiled and said, "This time, your fellow Daoist asked me to bring you a message." β
"What words?" Yun Qianqiu also smiled.
"Do you know Sun Zhilan and Sun Zhihui?"
"Are the two daughters of Yanyun Villa?"
"Not bad. β
The ninth day of September. Chongyang.
Dogwood, chrysanthemums. Climb high and look far away.
Xiao Chuan still had to get up very early and fill the ten jars of water. Sun Yanyun's family used up six and a half tanks of water in the morning for grooming and cooking, and Xiaochuan was very depressed. However, fortunately, they did not eat at home at noon and evening today, so they could carry a few hundred buckets of water and take a rest.
When Xiao Chuan was mentioning today's 301st poking water, he heard the voice of a servant coming from the other end of the long road outside the water room, and said: "Oh, it's the paint that was delivered, Steward Di ordered it to be placed in the water room, walk over from here, and see it when you turn a corner!"
Ogawa didn't care, lowered his head and continued to hit his water. After a while, a handsome young man carrying two buckets of paint turned in, and Xiao Chuan turned around with the bucket, and the two of them were stunned at the same time. looked at each other in a daze, not saying or moving. It took ten seconds for Ogawa to let go of his hand, and the bucket sank into the well with a rope, and the water splashed with a "plop".
Xiao Chuan rushed up and grabbed the handsome young man's shoulder, and shouted excitedly but tentatively, "Jinting?"
The boy bent down slightly to put down the paint, and also excitedly supported Xiaochuan's elbow. Hengchuan!
The two looked at each other for a moment, and both looked puzzled. Jin Ting asked, stretched out his hand and pointed to the well, and at the same time, Hengchuan also asked, "This paint?"
The two sighed at the same time, and smiled bitterly at each other. Hengchuan said: "Let's finish things first, and then talk slowly." β
An hour and a half later. Hengchuan and Jinting sat under the thatched eaves of the water room, scrambling to fill the well water. Hengchuan was naked, sweating all over, and Jinting's clothes were soaked.
Hengchuan looked at the stacks of paint buckets, squeezed his eyes and pouted, "How many buckets do you have to have?"
Jin Ting's expression was similar, and he freed one of his two hands that were supporting his body backwards, and stretched out two fingers.
"Two hundred barrels? Ouch, if you carry two barrels once, that's a hundred, tsk. β
Jin Ting nodded bitterly, and then raised his chin at Hengchuan again.
Hengchuan said: "Do you see those ten cylinders? I have to pick them up three times a day." This is the water for the whole Yanyun Villa, and it is all up to me to pick it up. That's at least 600 barrels a day. β
The pair exchanged sympathetic glances.
Jin Ting gestured: Is it safe?
Hengchuan nodded. "Today, their family is out in the autumn, and the few guards who are left will not come here. β
Jin Ting gestured again: Why are you here?
Heng Chuan buried his face in the palm of his hand with extreme remorse, and said after a while: "I'm such an idiot! How can I mess with him? Alas, knowing that he hates others to judge his appearance the most, and cares most about that face, I actually touched two forbidden areas at once! I also said that he was beautiful and that he was almost disfigured! Alas, ouch - six hundred buckets of water a day...... How long will it take......" wept bitterly. When he looked up and saw Jinting smiling, he asked, "What about you, why are you so hated?"
Jin Ting sighed slightly, smiled and pointed to the right corner of his forehead, and then put the fingers of both hands in a circle and placed them on the right forehead.
Hengchuan was surprised: "Ah! The bag on his head has something to do with you?" and then frowned again: "No, why are you so happy today?" β
Jin Ting gloated and gestured: All my work is done today.
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Murong dressed up in a fancy way and visited the owner of the building outside the dust at night.
Murong: "The dust is big, please add drama to me~" After speaking, his eyes were flattering.
Dusty shook his head and replied with a big card: "No." β
Murong was surprised: "What is it for? How can Wei Wei have a single chapter to describe it? Inner monologue? I can't do it?!"
Outside the dust said proudly: "The reed should be unspoken!"
Murong was shocked, and only after a while did he say: "100,000 recommended votes?!I don't have that many......"
Dusty disdainfully shook off a sentence and said, "You can pay in installments~"
So, later there was this chapter "Murong Visits Yun Qianqiu at Night".
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"Miss Yun decided to help them?"
Please see Chapter 27, the cold pool reflects the white moon