Approaching the evening, a gust of autumn wind drifted by, and it rained drippingly, the Pei family's house was quiet and deep, and at this time, a person walked with an umbrella and came to a hall surrounded by several luxuriant plane trees. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hall has been lit up, illuminating the figure of a young man sitting upright, the green bamboo canna in front of the window is lush and red, and the drizzle is sprinkled on it to make a rustle, this scene is like a painting.

The person who came walked to the porch and put away the umbrella, revealing his face, it was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, a beautiful maid had already ushered in, stretched out his hand to pick up the oil-paper umbrella, and said to Master Minzi.

Pei Minzi didn't go in, so he stood under the porch and said loudly: "Yanzi came out to see the rain." ”

Pei Yanzi sat still and said, "The rain is for listening." ”

Pei Minzi stepped in and said, "Then what are you looking at?"

Pei Yanzi was wearing a green shirt, several books were piled up with pen and ink, and there were two lamps, and he was reading a piece of paper in his hand at this time, and said, "The letter sent by Young Master Qingzi." ”

Pei Minzi sighed and said, "It's Xue Qing who makes you laugh." "Let's laugh first.

Pei Yanzi didn't laugh or be annoyed, nodded and said, "It's him." I didn't feel the slightest hint of this joking.

Pei's Yanzi is not ashamed even if he likes male style?

Pei Minzi was quite bored, walked over and leaned over to see, "What are you talking about?" Without waiting for Pei Yanzi to answer, he said, "Well, I'm here to tell you, the government has posted a notice that the city will not be doing lantern viewing this year, and each family will do their own convenience." ”

This is also expected, although the murderer surrendered to Zong Zhou's assassination, but the officials from the capital still have to investigate thoroughly.

“… As for your incident, too..."Pei Minzi continued, and before he finished speaking, Pei Yanzi put down the letter in his hand.

"Then our Jieyuan Lantern Festival will be even more lively. He said, "Prepare plenty of men." ”

Pei Minzi sighed and said, "Do you want to hold it again?"

Pei Yanzi said: "Didn't the government say it, each family is at their own convenience." ”

Pei Minzi smiled and knocked on the table and said, "That's just kind words." ”

Pei Yanzi said: "Wrong, the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion festival in August, folk entertainment, is a natural and ethical thing, how can the government stop it, and it is not a national funeral." ”

Pei Minzi slapped the table and stopped repeatedly, and said with a smile: "You are so ruthless, if Lord Fuzun hears your words, I am afraid that I will announce the lantern festival overnight, which is comparable to a national funeral, who can bear this name, Zong Zhouquan will not dare." ”

Pei Yanzi said: "I'll go and talk to my father and grandfather. ”

Pei Minzi said with a smile: "It's to be clear, if there is no lantern festival in the city, the lantern festival in my garden will definitely attract attention, I don't know how many people want to find a way to come to Yile." ”

Pei Yanzi said yes, got up and called the servant, and the maid who took the umbrella and didn't know where to retreat immediately appeared, took the belt and tied it to Pei Yanzi.

Pei Minzi leaned in front of the table to look, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the letter that Pei Yanzi had just read, and he didn't know what this young master Qingzi wrote-----

"....Thanks to Young Master Yanzi Yaxing, I don't know about the Lantern Festival in the Fifteenth Garden, the younger brother may go to have a look...."

In a hurry, I only saw this sentence, and Pei Yanzi had already said it over there.

Pei Minzi hurriedly straightened his figure, and replied: "Grandfather likes rainy nights, at this time he will call someone to play the piano, let's go quickly, lest we have to wait when it's late...." But he thought in his heart, Yanzi only said that he wanted to sing poetry, but he didn't invite this Xue Qing, except for the gift that asked the servants to go and send a visit according to the custom when the accident happened, and not everyone can come to the Lantern Festival in Jieyuan, and he must receive an invitation from the Pei family before he can enter the door, so this Xue Qing is here to ask for an invitation, that is to say, he wants to come to the Lantern Festival, so Pei Yanzi's Lantern Festival is inevitable?

I feel a little impossible, and I think it's exactly like this, this young man was notoriety before, and then the Dragon Boat Festival poems were famous for the first time, but he was very low-key and didn't compose poems to friends everywhere, this is the first time he took the initiative to participate in this kind of gathering place, didn't he feel that it was time to soar into the sky? Thinking about it, he was a little curious about this Xue Qing, but he was also happy that the Jieyuan Lantern Festival was still held, and he would meet this young man when the time came.

The maidservant held up the umbrella, Pei Yanzi reached out to take it, Pei Minzi lifted the glass lamp on the windowsill, and the two brothers walked away in the drizzle.

The rainy night is quiet and pleasant, but also makes the night more dense and dark, at this time the lake in the double park is beaten by the rain to make a circle of continuous ripples, except for the occasional patrol with torches walking by, the whole double garden is shrouded in a pitch black, the sound of the rain brushing makes people inexplicably frightened and chilled.

High walls and closed doors and windows kept out the rain, and one room was brightly lit.

There was a loud bang, and the unconscious man lying on the ground was poured a bucket of water, and there were ice cubes in the water that slipped down, which was cold and biting, and the people on the ground woke up with convulsions in the bloody water, and two soldiers pulled him up by the hair, one left and one right, so that the people standing in front of him could see his face clearly.

This person is Zhong Shisan, who surrendered in front of the government that day, his face is still black, but there are a few more scars, he can't tell whether it is a whipping or a knife, at this time, there are blood stains flowing out of his mouth and nose, and a pair of eyes are opened blankly.

Duan Shan played with a knife in his hand and said, "Zhong Shisan, let me ask you again, who made you do this?"

Zhong Shisan muttered: "How many times have I said it....I don't share the sky, I have found countless bandits and rogues in the past three years, followed Zong Zhou, and killed wherever I went, and today finally the emperor lived up to it...."

Duan Shan said: "Okay, okay, I know that you are powerful, who is the person who avenged this blood revenge for you, you can always tell me." ”

Zhong Shisan just coughed continuously, Duan Shan reached out and pinched his jaw and snapped it back on, but it was also surprising that Zhong Shisan's cough disappeared suddenly, but the person twitched in pain.

Duan Shan said: "Say, if you do such a big thing, you must always leave a name in history." ”

Zhong Shisan coughed a few times and said, "Isn't Fang Qiba already sacrificing his life, and there are so many brothers, haven't you remembered their names?"

When his words fell, Duan Shan shook his head and said, "A scholar is a sharp-toothed person...."As soon as the words fell, he cut off one of Zhong Shisan's ears with the knife in his hand.

Caught off guard at this moment, Zhong Shi screamed three times If it weren't for the two soldiers holding the person firmly, he would have rolled to the ground, Rao was like a madman, and he screamed for a moment and the person didn't move.

One of the soldiers stretched out his hand and snorted and said, "My lord, I just passed out." ”

Duan Shan felt bored, leaned over and pricked the bloody ear on the ground with the knife in his hand, and said, "Let's try it again tomorrow." ”。

Liao Cheng came out from behind the screen, covered his mouth and nose to cover his eyes, and his ears were still stuffed with cotton wool, and asked loudly, "How is it?"

Duan Shan said: "Don't say it." As he spoke, he raised his ears and walked out, and when the door opened, the wind mixed with the rain was blowing, and he babbled and said, "It's raining." ”

Liao Cheng took off the cotton wool and followed: "Is there even news that Lord Duan can't ask?"

Duan Shan said: "That's why it's strange, could it be that this Zhong Shisan doesn't know who killed the Zongda?"

Liao Cheng nodded and said: "It's also possible, he may be just a scapegoat pushed out, and the little people don't know the real people behind the scenes." ”

Duan Shan shook his head and said, "However, he really doesn't look like a scapegoat....it's strange." "When you go into the rain, you don't need an umbrella, you still play with that ear in your hand, and the rain falls on it to wash away the blood.