Lance's son Shun lì was born, and the crying rang in my ears for nearly half the night, and I cried so much that I was distraught, and I cried all over the house, crying even more than my red girl who was born like a crying god, and even cried for the roses that had survived in my courtyard.

The failure of flowers and leaves in the dusk moonlight turned out to be really just a matter of overnight, and who said that only epiphany?

This is the alternation of the old and the new? A little child is born, and my beautiful and lovely flowers are defeated? Then do I have to look at the baby differently? It seems that this child will not live long, I don't know if he knows it, so he keeps crying about the short life in the future.

My three children slept soundly peacefully, and those who have no worldly troubles are happy, but I sit in this cold little courtyard, and I have no sleep.

"Although the flowers are defeated, there is still a dark fragrance floating, although the night is long and fortunate to have tea as a companion, so the fragrance of flowers is so night, although there are few good people to accompany each other, it is not a big loss, enjoy it alone. ”

When he was holding a teacup and looking at the moon and went crazy, the courtyard door sizzled and opened a slight gap.

Yan Yu and I looked at each other, but for some reason, there was no wind in the quiet night, and the door opened by itself?

"Fujin is really a lover of flowers, and it is very interesting to watch flowers in the middle of the night. It seems that the fourth master's garden has not worked in vain. ”

No figure was seen, and the smiling male voice was clearly from the mouth of the little man.

casually put the teacup on the small table next to the chair, and whispered back to the courtyard door: "I am not a person who loves flowers, but this flower is also a different kind of beauty reflected in the moonlight, so I just put on a posture of appreciating the flowers." The long night is long and I have no intention of sleeping, and I can't imagine that Mr. Su is too, so please come in and enjoy the residual flowers. ”

Su Changqing let out a long hum, which sounded a little pretentious to me and wanted to welcome and refuse, and only pushed the door of the courtyard and walked in after a while. Dressed in white, he was quite conspicuous in the night, walked to the courtyard and stood firmly, grabbed a small wine jar with his right hand, held the cup in his left hand, squinted at the dry floor all over the ground, and smiled very really, "Fujin doesn't love flowers, but he is a person who knows how to protect flowers, and he protects himself until he is angry, jealous and even crazy, and now he is guarding the remnants of this courtyard, why bother." ”

It seems that I don't have the slightest expression of unhappiness, how can I be misunderstood like this? And this person really has no scruples, and he can't hear it properly, and dares to say it in front of me.

I couldn't help but sneer, leaned back in my chair, and said slowly with no one in my eyes: "It is normal for a flower to bloom and a dead branch is left, just like the world is old, sick and dies." It's just that the life of the flower is determined by the heavens and the lives of the people, and Mr. Su is a doctor, so he should know that the relationship between the two is not great. I just heard you say that you need to persuade her to give birth to a child, so I just follow the doctor's instructions and say it casually, which can be regarded as the right medicine for your doctor. ”

Su Changqing tilted his head and laughed dryly, walked two or three steps away from me, threw off his robe and sat on the ground, not afraid of soiling his snow-white clothes, and I didn't know that there was someone in this house who was responsible for washing him, it was really pitiful.

The dashing boy sitting on the ground grabbed the right arm of the wine jar and supported it on the half-bent knee, very much like an unruly prodigal son, and when he saw me glancing at him, he raised the wine jar to me, and said with a smile: "Such a flower fragrance so night, it is a pity to only have a cup of tea, and Fujin also drink some?"

I immediately became very unproductive and almost laughed, but Yan Yu came up to me and whispered: "Fujin, this wine ......"

I hurriedly grabbed Yan Yu's wrist and intercepted her words, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Su is a doctor, if he says it's okay, it's okay." ”

Seeing that Yan Yu reluctantly nodded and retreated behind me, I looked at Su Changqing and asked seriously, "Mr. Su is a doctor, now ...... Can you drink it?"

Su Changqing glanced at Yan Yu standing behind me from the corner of his eyes, lowered his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then put on a posture similar to that of a poet and immortal, holding up the wine jar and pointing at the crescent moon in the night sky, so heroic that I mistakenly thought that he was going to sing, "Life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon." ”

Ha ha...... I have to say that this Xiao Su children's shoes are really powerful, I looked at him to maintain Mochizuki's half-tilted face, and smiled and teased, "Will you enter the wine?" Don't say, you invited me to drink with the wine of Baylor Mansion, I really experienced your pride in life, but it was difficult for me to be happy, because I heard the sentence you didn't say: What is the master's words, you have to sell the right wine. It's a pity, my sons are asleep, and no one will go out for you to change the wine, so you will drink slowly in this jar. ”

After speaking, I sat up and poured out the tea in the cup and handed it to Xiao Su, but I saw that he was still holding the wine jar and was a little stunned, so I added, "But then again, Li Taibai's shameless appearance of begging for wine, you really learn like it." ”

Su Changqing put down his hand disapprovingly, poured my cup full of wine before nodding, and when he spoke again, he was already a little more serious, "Doesn't Fujin like Li Bai? Even if you want to be sarcastic about Su, you won't bring Shixian to me as your companion, and Su can't afford it." ”

I brought the cup to my lips and closed my eyes to smell good, it was a long time since I had touched this smell, it felt so good.

He raised his head and drank it all before turning to Su Changqing, shaking his finger and denying: "Wrong, not only do you like it, but you also like it tightly." As for irony...... Li Bai himself often gets drunk and says that he is a fool in his poems, what else can I not say? Irony does not mean that it is bad or disagreeable. ”

"Oh, this statement is very interesting, it seems that you are not only interested in flowers and plants, but also understand poetry and songs. Su Changqing said and poured some more wine in my cup, but he didn't pour it again.

I looked at the half-full teacup in my hand and shook my head, and replied softly, "I don't understand, I'm just idle and having fun." Speaking of which, Mr. Su's medical skills are not inferior to those pedantic predecessors, why don't you let the imperial doctors in the palace do it, Qu is in this small Baylor Mansion, which is really beyond the comprehension of mortal women like me. ”

"There's nothing incomprehensible, there are many people in the palace and there are many rules, and a person with a temperament like Su Mou should leave as soon as possible to live a long and wanton life. ”

I was swallowing my wine and almost choked myself when I heard this, and when I heard him say that Baylor House was like a place with no rules, who would believe it! I took a sigh of relief before I looked at him and carefully verified, "What does Mr. Yisu mean, this Baylor Mansion ...... Can the fourth master let you live a long and wanton life?"

"Fourth Master...... It's okay, isn't it that Fujin is now in need of Su's help to recuperate his body? I think that as long as Su is not too reckless, he can barely survive. Occasionally, you can drink the wine of Baylor House, and if you can recite poems and enjoy the flowers, it will be even more perfect. ”

"Haha, your way of living is really enviable, if I were a man, I would live like you. Since Mr. Su said that the poems and songs should be understood, let's chant two sentences with wine, and ...... "I look at the scenery around me is nothing more than flowers and plants, and I have long been made bad by my predecessors, and there is nothing to say, thinking of his identity as a doctor, he smiled and continued: "Take the medicinal materials you are best at as the topic." ”

"Fu Jin is casual, where to say, if it is really a man, he should live more chic and comfortable than Su. Su Changqing poured himself a drink and looked at the black rose in front of him, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "With medicinal materials as the theme, Fujin will really give Su a problem, although I have studied medicine with my father for more than ten years, I don't like to talk about medicinal materials." It's just that Fu Jin has a problem, so he read what his predecessors did.

Fubo drinks coix and passes on the miasma. It can remove the poison of Wuxi and not save the slander.

The rumors have passed through the storm, and the miasma has died for a long time. Both are insignificant, but love plants and trees grow.

The plants and trees are suitable, and the treasures are proud of the southern wilderness. Hanging lychees are picked, and betel nuts are cut with snow powder.

It is not Pengdizi, there is medicine and food. Spring is Cishi Garden, steamed as mushroom rice.

Zimei picks up acorns, and yellow essence class jejunum. Now I am alone, the jade grains shine in the night. ”

I pondered for a long time before I remembered that I had seen this poem when I was consulting the medicinal materials, and asked tentatively: "If I remember correctly, it seems to be Su Shi's, what is it called?"

Su Changqing's eyes were shining with a smile, he leaned his head on his knee and looked at me and replied: "Yes, it is the poem of Yongluofu Mountain, and there are many medicinal herbs in it." Fu Jin likes Li Bai, but he also likes Su Shi?"

"It's okay. Su Shi's words are very good, I like them very much. It's just that he shouts in the words all day long, 'I'm so open, no matter what the ups and downs of life are, I'm still so optimistic, all the qiē are floating clouds', which made me a little unbearable. ”

Seeing that Su Changqing was looking at me with a funny and curious face, he opened his mouth and explained softly: "It's really all floating clouds for him, the song "Jiangchengzi" written to his deceased wife, how touching, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation." But in a blink of an eye, he is not the cousin who married his deceased wife, and there is no need to tell about this desolation, his life is still bright and beautiful. The infatuated men who wrote such touching poems have become only aware of the newcomer laughing and not remembering the old crying, how sad, fortunately, the Wang family is dead, and there is no need to pay attention to Su Shi's hypocrisy and rare tears. ”

Su Changqing shook his head and chuckled, filled my cup with wine and persuaded with a smile: "Why should Fujin be entangled for them, it's not that there is wine in the past and drunk today, and the predecessors are sad and the future people laugh." ”

It makes sense, instead of lamenting the ruthlessness of the predecessors, it is better to cherish the happiness in the present. I raised my teacup and touched it in his hand, and drank it up.

"Fu Jin not only knows the poems of Coix Ren, but also has some research on medicinal materials, and Su listens to Fu Jin's masterpieces. ”

"Me?" This guy is really a master who refuses to suffer, and if he says it, he wants others to say it too, regardless of the difference in the identities of the two. Nodding and smiling, he replied, "Let me think about it, I remember the name of the medicinal herb, but it's just this poem...... Yes, it is the first butterfly to love flowers: the flower is deep and the incense is not gone, and the heavy building is alone, only looking forward to the arrival of the betel lang! Looking at the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is just right! The light pink red lips make you upside down. If you want to take Changshan West to the road, the micro body is willing to turn into plantain!"

After speaking, I looked at him and said happily, "There are eight flavors of medicinal herbs in this poem." ”

"Huh. Su Changqing grabbed the hand of the wine jar and covered his mouth and kept laughing, and it took a long time to raise his head to look at me and shake his head and say: "Su really didn't pay attention to a few medicinal herbs, but he just heard a smell of acacia." ”

Fortunately, in the middle of the night, no one could see whether my face was red or white, so I pretended to have nothing to do and leaned back in my chair to look at the moon and sighed softly, "How can you understand the taste of acacia as a man, and men in the world know this taste...... Very few. ”

"Yes, that's what Fu Jin said. Su is still single, and he has never tasted lovesickness or understanding lovesickness, so he doesn't understand the taste. As Fu Jin said, most of the men in this world are like Su Shi who like the new and hate the old......"

I sat up straight and looked at Xiao Su, who was still talking, and muttered in a daze, "You...... Su Shi is also surnamed Su, right, you don't have anything to do with it, right? I just said that about him, isn't it also sarcastic about him, I'm really embarrassed. ”

Su Changqing's unfinished words were blocked by me, and he opened his mouth slightly for a long time before he replied with a wry smile, "Fujin thinks so much, this world is so big, it just so happens that I am not the only one with the surname Su, is it all his descendants of Su Shi?"

"Oh. I looked at him awkwardly and smiled reluctantly, "yes, it's just a coincidence, it's just a coincidence." ”

"Fu Jin should rest early, although it is not wrong to drink a little alcohol to recuperate, but this sleep is still enough. Otherwise, even if the fourth master finds ten more Su Changqing, he won't be able to help you. After Su Changqing finished speaking, he got up from the ground, grabbed the wine jar cup and walked towards the courtyard gate.

I watched the courtyard door shake a few times in the night, but I heard his voice outside the door again, "Fourth Master......"