As the saying goes, spring rain is like an edict, summer rain is like a book of pardon, and autumn rain is like an elegy.

Autumn rain always gives people a sad feeling.

The autumn rain began to fall in the morning, and it did not stop in the afternoon, so that the autumn mood spread, and the world was depressed.

In the alley of Luomo Street, on a muddy path, a man wearing a light-colored robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella is walking alone in the alley.

Luomo Street is located in the north of Lin'an, because it is too far from the bustling city center, so there is a large empty jungle of trees, although it is encircled in the city, it has never been developed, and it is full of wild fun.

As a result, it has also become a very beautiful place in the eastern capital, and some quiet literati and writers and some people who are frustrated and greedy for cheap rents will choose this area as their place of residence.

The umbrella bearer went out of the alley, and there was a quiet forest in front of him, the leaves were watered by the rain, and the whole forest was full of a quiet atmosphere, the drizzle was still shaking, and a corner of the red cornices faintly appeared in the forest, and he walked through the dark blue grass, and when the dew completely wet the surface of his feet, he would see a small building.

The small building is built on the slope, surrounded by trees, and is very elegant. There is no flag in front of the building, just holding a wine flag, gently fluttering in the wind and rain, here is a small wine shop, the eaves are dripping with a little autumn rain, there is a unique idle flavor.

The man holding the oil-paper umbrella did not stop, and walked straight to the wine shop.

Under the dripping eaves, he took the umbrella and showed his appearance. This man is already in his early fifties, his hair has turned gray, his face has dense wrinkles, a pair of thick and light eyebrows, slightly thin cheeks, with a slight bitter taste, I don't know if he is affected by this autumn rain and autumn wind.

He looked up at the gray sky, sighed, shook the rain from the umbrella, pushed open the small bamboo door and walked in. It's quiet in the wine shop, and there are fewer people walking around the downtown area at this time, let alone such a quiet place.

In the rain, the drinker was almost broken, and the wine boy didn't know where to go, leaving only an old shopkeeper, sitting behind the wine cabinet with his chin and napping, the guest pushed the door in, and then a gust of autumn wind blew in, gently stirring a string of wine cards hanging above the counter.

The liquor and dishes are all made of bamboo, blown by the wind, colliding with each other, making a clanging sound, and the old shopkeeper thought that he was asleep, but he didn't wake up.

The guest didn't call him, but he just swept around, and saw a person sitting in the window in a corner of the hotel, and when the man saw him come in, he beckoned to him. The guest, who was over fifty years old, walked over.

Outside the window of the seat in the corner of the room is a vigorous weed, which is still growing lush and strong even though it is late autumn. The window was propped up, and the rain poured on it with a dripping sound, and then flowed onto the stems and leaves of the weeds, and occasionally the wind blew in, stirring the winer's clothes.

The drinker wore a silk scarf in his hair, a yellowish tuan-collared robe, a sparse beard under his chin, and a slightly yellowish face, but he didn't look very old. The young man in the yellow robe stood up to greet him, and asked with a smile: But Brother Tang?

The fifty-year-old man bowed slightly: It is Liu Shengyang!

The young man in the yellow robe smiled slightly, and said solemnly: Brother Liu, please take a seat.

Liu Shengyang glanced at him hesitantly, took off his boots and sat down on the couch, knelt down behind the desk, and the young man in the yellow robe also sat down in his robe, picked up the wine glass, raised the glass with his right hand, supported the bottom with his left hand, and gave him a very polite toast: The autumn rain is bitter and cold, Brother Liu, please drink a cup first, get rid of the cold on your body, and then talk slowly.

Liu Shengyang was invited by that Qian Er, and Qian Er made a lot of efforts to finally find someone who might know Yao Jinling's whereabouts, but it was not easy to ask Yao Jinling's whereabouts from this person.

You may have guessed that this is our Yao'er girl, she changed her disguise, dressed in casual men's clothes, went back to her business of dressing up as a woman, and agreed with Liu Shengyang to meet here while she was free.

Liu Shengyang is actually not a high official position, he used to be the main guest of the Great Honglu Monk Cao Gong, a guest of the subject country in the state of Chu, and the popular general is just a clerk of the embassy of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the State of Qi in the State of Chu.

Since Tian Qiniang ascended the throne, the relationship with the state of Chu has deteriorated, and the lowest-level diplomats like Liu Shengyang have been idle at home since returning to China, and they have lost their financial resources, which is a little miserable. Otherwise, he would not have made his appointment today. Liu Shengyang drank a glass of wine, put the cup down gently, looked directly at Yao'er and said, "Brother, don't talk about it, what do you want to know, you can say it now." ”

"Yao Jinling!"

Yao'er leaned over slightly, raised her eyebrows, and looked directly: "I just need to know Yao Jinling's whereabouts!" ”

Liu Shengyang's face changed slightly, and he hugged his fists and said, "You want to know her news?" …… Faux pas! In the next farewell! ”

Liu Shengyang got up and left, Yao'er took out a green cloth bag from under the table, put it on the table, there was a noise in the baggage, Liu Shengyang was about to put his feet into the boots under the bed, when he heard this sound, his body couldn't help but pause, he turned his head to look at the burden, it was really not small, and he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Yao'er said: "What is Brother Liu afraid of, it can get out of your mouth and into my ears!" ”

Liu Shengyang's face showed a look of struggle. Yao'er smiled slightly again and said, "Out of this wine shop, you don't recognize me, and I don't recognize you, if anyone says that you have revealed any news to me, do you have any evidence?" Will you admit it? Hehe, Brother Liu, it's better to sit down! ”

Liu Shengyang's toes slowly turned direction, and it took a long time before he returned to the desk and sat down, closed his eyes and sighed: "Alas! Poverty takes away pith! What exactly do you want to know? ”

Yao'er said in a deep voice: "I just want to know where Yao Jinling is now and how her whereabouts are!" ”

Liu Shengyang opened his eyes, looked at him fixedly for a long time, slowly lowered his eyes, and said, "You asked Yao Jinling's whereabouts, is it for grace?" Is it for revenge? ”

Yao'er said: "No matter if you are enmity or hatred, leaving this hotel, it has nothing to do with Brother Liu, Brother Liu thinks, do you know it is good, or do you not know it?" ”

Liu Shengyang sighed, and the sadness on his face became even stronger: "...... I don't know Yao Jinling's whereabouts. ”

Yao'er slowly straightened her waist, reached out and grabbed the burden, and said: "Leaning on the window to listen to the rain, the rain hits the plantains, there is a different artistic conception." This table of wine and food, even if the younger brother gave it to Brother Liu, Brother Liu, please enjoy it slowly, and say goodbye next! ”

Liu Shengyang was in a hurry and blurted out: "However, I know who knows his whereabouts!" Now, this is probably the only person who knows where he is? If you ask someone else, they may not know, but I can know about it because of a chance! ”

Yao'er stopped moving, and blurted out: "Prime Minister of the Bead Curtain, Pei Kun?" ”

Liu Shengyang said with a wry smile: "It turns out that I already know ...... under my feet."

Yao'er pondered for a long time, her face gradually sank, and she sighed: "This Yao Jinling is just a woman and an official to attract attention, but she is just a writer who compiles the history of the country under the Liqing Palace, and a bachelor in charge of literary works, what kind of great and important person, her whereabouts are only known to Pei Kun, who is above 10,000 people under one person, it is really strange, strange?" ”

Liu Shengyang showed a strange look on his face, and said: "Yao Jinling is just a scholar who compiles the works of the state envoys under the Liqing Palace, and is a bachelor in charge of literary works?" Hehe, do you know, what kind of books are compiled by Yao Jinling? ”

(Dear friends, can you guess where this Yao family comes from?) Hehe...... ）