“…… This girl...... Xiaosheng is a fox and a little demon, and he passes by at night...... Seeing that the girl is as beautiful as a flower, can you ask for a night of red sleeves to add fragrance...... "A cold male voice suddenly came in.

However, Xin Yi sneered.

The wafting agarwood is all too familiar. Together with the deliberately pinched tone, they are all the people who are haunted by their dreams.

"Cut! I've only heard that foxes are beautiful and glamorous, but I've never heard of anyone who has become a man!" Xin Yi snorted, and a blush appeared in his ears.

A lamp handle reached out from behind and gently picked up Xin Yi's jaw. The low male voice, with two points of seductive hoarseness, flowed deeply.

“…… Foxes are also male and female, and their marriage is also yin and yang...... Xiaosheng saw the girl sitting alone for a long night, is it cold in spring...... Xiaosheng came with Danxin, why did the girl refuse me for thousands of miles......"

The spring boudoir is cold, and the red sleeves add fragrance. The ambiguous words are like a drama in a dream, and the air is a little hotter.

"Bah! Where did Childe learn these frivolous words? If you talk nonsense again, Ziqing will turn her face!" Xin Yi feigned anger, brushed off the lamp handle, got up and turned his head.

Sure enough. Jiang Li was carrying a crank lantern, plain shirt and shoes, and a long jade body stood behind him, looking at her with a smile.

"Isn't it good? Ben Gongzi deliberately went to the teahouse and listened to the West Chamber chat for three days. Jiang Li smiled without dust, but he spoke like a scoundrel in the market, a scoundrel who played tricks on the little girl.

Xin Yi was funny, but he had to keep a straight face, and tried his best to pretend to be serious about training him: "Childe is really confused." Ziqing is still guarding the spirit here, and the deceased in the hall are the greatest. But you are laughing in the hall, so there are no rules. ”

Jiang Li also pretended to be worried and frowned: "It's not very respectful of the dead." Then Qingqing and I, how about going out 'without rules'?"

"The conversation became more and more skinny. Xin Yi couldn't hold back any longer, covered his lips and smiled, "Childe's injuries are all healed? ”

Jiang Li stretched out his arms and motioned to Xin Yi: "It's been good for a long time." Why don't you check it yourself?"

It turned out that after Dou An bought a new house in the east of the city, Xin Qi moved his family over. Jiang Li, who borrowed to recuperate from his injuries, was treated by Fengxian and healed his injuries, and then moved back to his own place.

Before parting, he naturally had a deep relationship with Xin Yi, and he saw that Xin Qi's face was black for a few days.

"What a test. They all have the spirit to play tricks, and if it's not good, it's good. Xin Yi smiled, with spring ripples in his eyes, "Ziqing doesn't go out with her son." Ziqing still has to follow the rules and can't leave. ”

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, first made a gesture to the coffin of Xin Zhou's family, and said, "Just go out for half an hour." I'll ask Zhong Yu to pry Dou An up from the bed for you. ”

Immediately, without waiting for Xin Yi to answer, Jiang Li made a look, and Zhong Yu went to the side room with a black shadow, followed by Dou An's ghost crying wolf.

Xin Yi couldn't laugh or cry. But he had to follow Jiang out of the temple and go to the back mountain to enjoy the moon at night.

The mountain behind the temple is a small hill, the mountain is not high, the bluestone path is winding, and there is a well on the top of the mountain, which is the place where the people in the temple take water every day.

It was the bright moon, don't be frightened, the drunken evening breeze blew people lazy, the weaver whispered in the grass, the depths of the forest were a little confused, and the four were quiet, only the sound of Jiang Li and Xin Yi's shoes was heard.

Jiang Li walked in front, carrying a lantern, half a step away, Xin Yi obediently stepped on his footsteps, bowed his head and was silent for a while, so Jiang Li broke the silence first.

"Have you done all the chores for the house?" Jiang Li said softly, "The newly purchased house in the east of the city is habitual, if you need anything, you sue me, and I will let Zhong Yu send it to you." ”

The corners of Xin Yi's lips curled: "It's all done." The new house is two in and two out, although it is not as good as the previous big house, but the family lives together, but it is close. There is no shortage of much, the neighbors take care of each other, and they don't bother the son. ”

Jiang Li nodded, and continued: "The entire Xin clan is dismissed, what are you going to do in the future? If you want, I can send you all the clothes." My son doesn't want to see you worrying about your livelihood. ”

"Childe, this is for me to eat white food for the Xin family. Xin Yi sneered, his eyebrows and eyes graceful, "Daddy plans to find a staff member." Although he is not a formal official of the Great Wei, he has some money and can support a family. The rest of the aunts can do needlework, can do needlework, can tie the knots, help the neighbors do the work, and can also help with the foil. Fortunately, the family is separated, and the total expenses will not be too large, and my father and I will save money. ”

Jiang Li frowned lightly between his eyebrows and sighed: "Chang'an rice is expensive, it's not easy. Tell me what you lack, and I only hope that you will not do yourself any wrong. Those who should eat meat eat meat, and those who should put clothes should be clothed, and they must not save their bodies. ”

"Yes. Xin Yi bit out two words from the broken rice teeth, lowered his head, and a reddish smile waved.

She and Jiang Li just talked homely like this. It's ordinary, it's ordinary, but it makes her full of joy, and she can't breathe with joy.

Broken thoughts, firewood, rice, oil and salt. From residence to livelihood, from care to advice, there are no good words and touching words, but they are worldly fireworks, and they are more affectionate and meaningful.

After a short time, the two walked to the top of the mountain, a bright moon seemed to hang overhead, and at their feet was Chang'an City, shrouded in clear light, and thousands of lights were shining.

"Qingqing. Jiang Li's long body stood on the top of the mountain, and the moonlight at the bottom of his eyes was smiling gently, "The Wang family is in a catastrophe, and the Xin Mansion will not die." The past is gone, so don't be sad anymore. The days ahead are still long, and we have to live well. You and Chang'an Xin, you and I, all have to go on slowly. ”

Xin Yi's smile became more and more red, and the moonlight rippled like water in her eyes: "My family and I naturally want to extend." But where should I go with my son?"

One sentence with a sense of playfulness. Even the woman looked at the man, showing a gentle and charming pulse, which made Jiang Li's eyes darken.

"Look, Qingqing. Jiang Li stretched out the crank lantern in his hand and pointed to the Chang'an lamp under his feet, and the beautiful smile made the bright moon fade and melt all the tenderness in the world.

"I want to go to the end of Chang'an City with Qingqing. ”

"There is no end to the city. And then?" Xin Yi asked, his eyes watering.

"Out of Chang'an, and then with you, to the end of Kyushu. ”

"There is no end to the land. And then what?"

"Take you all over Kyushu, and you have to go to the end of this life with Qingqing. ”

"It's the end of my life. And then what?"

Jiang Li hooked the corner of his lips. He stepped forward, stretched out a finger, and pointed it at Xin Yi's heart, and then on his own heart-

"Then I'll go to you, and you'll come to me. ”

With one heart of mine, one heart for one heart of yours. Your heart comes to me, and my heart goes to you.

The last of the end, the end of the end, the white head of the first life.

Xin Yihu's eyes were hot. The smile at the bottom of Jiang Li's eyes in front of him is like a starlight, and the threads are melting, so that people will fall into this gentle cage just by looking at it.

If the love is fixed, there is no complaint and no regrets.

"Childe. Xin Yi looked at Jiang Li with red eyes, pulled him to kneel, faced the bright moon above his head, and smiled with tears in his eyes, "Great Wei women have the custom of worshiping the moon (Note 1). Qingqing, I am willing to be with the son of the child. ”

"What are you expecting?" Jiang Li smiled, and there was a light in his eyes.

"At the end of this life, when the gray hair is gray, you and I are as happy as ever. Xin Yi was word-by-word, and the spring water between his eyebrows was lingering.

In this life with the king, the temples are white at the end of the day, the face is old, and the joy is still like when he was a teenager, and he has worked hard all his life, one person in his life.

Jiang Li's eyes darkened. He nodded, then looked at the bright moon above his head, and raised his hand and swore at the same time as Xin Yi, his expression soft and resolute.

"I Jiang Li, and now I swear an oath with Qingqing: with the monarch, at the end of this life, I am as happy as ever. If it is not for the mountains and no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder and earthquakes, the summer rain and snow, there will be no repentance and never give up. ”

Immediately, the two bowed to the moon. The folk cheesy boudoir ceremony was solemn and solemn by the two, until the ceremony was over, Jiang Li Raxin got up and carefully brushed the dust off her skirt.

exegesis

1. Moon worship: The custom of moon worship is mostly the Mid-Autumn Festival. The wording here is needed, and it is not carefully examined. In the Tang Dynasty, the custom of "women worshipping the moon" was quite popular, whether it was the court or the people, women did not forget to worship the moon on the night of August 15. One of the "Ten Talents of the Great Calendar", Li Duan's poem "Worship the New Moon" describes the situation of women worshipping the moon in the Tang Dynasty: when the curtain is opened to see the new moon, they will go down to worship. Whisperers don't hear it, and the north wind blows the crony. There is a saying that "men do not worship the moon, women do not worship the stove", and in fact, this rule is not "universal", in some areas the moon worship does not limit men, or men and women can worship together, according to the Ming Jiajing period of the "Gushi County Chronicles" records, it can be seen that the local "men and women look at the moon and worship, have been and drink." "Don't look at it. (Source: 360 Personal Library)