Tang Chujiu let out an 'ah'. Yu Xuan and Xiao

"What? Don't understand the meaning? It's that your man misses you very much! I miss you in my bones! ”

Tang Chujiu blushed with shame, if he didn't understand the word lovesickness, he would be a fool. It's just that Yun Niang explained this meaning, extremely skeptical. Gu Qingchen, how could he all of a sudden, just, just ...... So.

Yun Niang took it for granted: "It's normal for people to have love over time." Besides, aren't you your man's first woman? After sleeping with you for so long, how could he not be affectionate at all? ”

Tang Chujiumo: "......" is actually really a concubine!

Yun Niang said: "Okay, now that Lang is affectionate and the concubine is interested, you don't have to be reluctant every day." ”

Tang Chujiu didn't admit it: "How can I have? ”

Yun Niang Zhen said: "The three souls have lost six souls, and they still say no!" Without your stitches and threads, who are they sewn for?! Without your tea and dinner these days, the clothes and belts are getting wider, and people are haggard, all fake? Mastiff"

Tang Chujiu argued: "I'm just worried that the war is ruthless, if Gu Qingchen has something that has three strengths and two weaknesses, then I have to be the dead concubine." ”

Yun Niang rolled her eyes regardless of her image: "You just die with a hard mouth." Your man is very haode, both civil and military, and a hero who stands up to the sky, and he loves him for your vision, and he can like you, which is your blessing. ”

Tang Chujiu was still a little incredulous: "Gu Qingchen, does he really mean that?" ”

Yun Niang threw the dice sent by Gu Qingchen from thousands of miles of cold land into the air, and caught it again: "That's not what you mean, then what do you think this is?!" He said it so clearly, to the bone! ”

"Your man is really boring***, if it weren't for the fact that the old lady was so talented and learned, it would be strange for you to be able to understand his spring heart and spring love with your stupid brain!"

Tang Chujiu's face was full of redness, and he bowed his head speechlessly: "......" can't argue, if it weren't for Yun Niang, he really didn't understand what he meant.

"On the ninth day of the first month, work harder, give birth to a white and chubby doll...... Yun Niang went to carry the pot on the haode daughter red: "Oh, we are not drunk today." ”

Tang Chujiu couldn't resist Yun Niang, and the two of them drank against each other under the moon.

Yun Niang's cheeks were crimson when she drank, and she was even more amorous: "Junior High School, haven't you always been curious if I went to the Peach Blossom Forest for an appointment that day?" ”

Tang Chujiu also brought seven points of drunkenness: "Did you go or not?" ”

Yun Niang half-squinted her phoenix eyes and gave the answer: "Go." ”

Yes? Did you really go? Tang Chujiu reminded: "That Tang Zixuan is a well-known prodigal ......"

Yun Niang drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, with a little depression: "I know." It's just that on the ninth day of the first month, I drink to quench my thirst, and I am as happy as I am. His face looks exactly the same as Gyokuro's. ”

Tang Chujiu was very surprised, wasn't it Xiao Xiuyang's face? Chongkou continued: "What about the child?" ”

This is the first time she has seen Yun Niang's tears, and she put her hand on her stomach: "The child is stillborn!" The great sorrow in his voice rolled in.

This kind of pain, Tang Chujiu has a deep feeling, the moment he lost the child in his womb, it was also painful, and he took the initiative to refill Yun Niang's cup with wine wordlessly, and drank it himself.

Yun Niang raised her head, looked at the half-round crescent moon in the sky, and didn't let the tears fall: "Chu Jiu, do you know, the child is eight months old, and he was forcibly taken out by someone by cutting his abdomen with a sword, I saw that his eyes were closed tightly, but his little hands and calves were moving, he was still alive, but I couldn't do anything, I could only watch him fall to death in front of my eyes, torn into pieces by the wolf dog, eaten one bite at a time, and the bones were gone." ”

Tang Chujiu's eyes widened in horror, there was such a cruel person in the world!!

Yun Niang's hatred was monstrous, and her hands were clenched into fists: "Fortunately, God has mercy on me, so that I will not die." I swear that I will let that slut not be able to live, and I will not be able to die. It's just that I can't touch her now. One day, I will pay the penalty with blood. Today is the day of my child's death. ”

Yes? So that's the case, no wonder Yun Niang is more depressed all day long, so she will use wine to kill her sorrows.

When Yun Niang calmed down a little, Tang Chujiu asked, "What about your Yulang?" ”

Yun Niang pointed to the sky, faintly said: "Yulang, he has become the moon on the edge of the sky." ”

Tang Chujiu didn't understand what he meant, but when he saw Yun Niang's sadness, he didn't ask deeply.

Yun Niang flipped her hand and slapped her daughter red: "Chu Jiu, here you go." ”

Tang Chujiu stubbornly sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman.

This night, the two really became drunk.

When he got up the next morning, Tang Chujiu had a splitting headache, but Yun Niang was as delicate as a flower, without a trace of embarrassment after being drunk.

Yun Niang smiled: "Old lady, this is a character!" "Waved his hand and left.

Tang Chujiu ate wine tea, soaked in a bath for a long time, and barely felt better, drank half a bowl of porridge on a hot day, and his stomach felt much warmer, so he went to the backyard.

Nan Chang'an has already sharpened a large number of sticks with strings of gourds, each of which is the same size and thickness, and the handiwork is really good. Seeing Tang Chujiu, he frowned: "Why is your face so bad?" ”

Tang Chujiu stroked his forehead, and he was fatal: "I drank some wine last night, and it became like this." ”

Nan Chang'an disagreed: "Just drink lightly, how can you be greedy for a cup!" ”

Tang Chujiu stood at the head of the wall and sighed: "I was forced to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." He put the rope down: "Ah, give me the stick." ”

Nan Changan pulled the hemp rope and tied the stick firmly: "If you don't feel well, don't go today, rest for a day." ”

After pulling the rope to shrink and hoisting things up, Tang Chujiu said, "I'm fine, Nan Chang'an, xiexie you." "It's time-consuming to sharpen such a big stick every day.

Nan Changan held a small scimitar in his hand, and smiled with his eyebrows: "No." I'm glad I was able to do this. You know me, I have the most free time every day. ”

Tang Chujiu pursed his lips and smiled: "Anyway, you are a great hero, I'll go first." "Rolled over and got off the wall. I have to say that practice makes perfect, and the same is true for circumventing the wall. Tang Chujiu felt that he was a little light as a swallow when he climbed over the wall.

Holding a bag of haode sticks, Tang Chujiu went to Chang'an Street, and as soon as he walked into the store, he smiled embarrassedly at Old Man Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, I overslept." ”

Old man Zhang said with a straight face: "Next time early, open the door to do business, don't be lazy and sleepy, don't fish for three days, and dry nets for two days!" ”

Tang Chujiu listened carefully: "I promise not to take an example." ”

Old man Zhang's face brightened at this time: "You go to boil sugar first, pay attention to the heat." With that, he took the stick and went into the backyard.

Tang Chujiu turned around, went to the stove house, lit a fire, and began to boil sugar. This is a jishu job, not a day's work, a little careless, the sugar is not the right taste, I have been learning for more than a month, but I still haven't grasped the essence of it. Uncle Zhang said that as long as the sugar is boiled well, then you will learn to be a teacher.

Yes, Old Man Zhang recognized Tang Chujiu as an apprentice and passed on his skills to her. said that he was old, sooner or later he would die one day, and he had no children and no daughters, this craft did not want to be lost, seeing that the nine people in the early Tang Dynasty were honest and hardworking, so if she could learn it, she would give her the storefront, as long as she helped him support his old age in the future. Tang Chujiu was overjoyed when he heard this, so he studied very seriously, and he was not afraid of hardship or tiredness at all.

Speaking of which, to have this great opportunity, he has to Xiexie Nan Chang'an, if he didn't have a soft spot for the rock sugar gourd made by Uncle Zhang, this pie that fell from the sky would not have just fallen on his head. For this reason, Tang Chujiu cautiously thanked Nan Chang'an.

Nan Changan smiled: "Then you can just take care of me six strings of sugar gourds every day." ”

Don't say six strings, even a hundred! What's more, Nan Chang'an didn't eat in vain at all, although he didn't give money, but he would sharpen a big stick every day, hundreds of sticks, which was time-consuming.

After boiling three pots of sugar in a row, the taste was still not correct enough, and Tang Chujiu was a little frustrated. Staring at the firewood in his hand, he sighed: "It's too much again, when will you be able to get the right inch." ”

Old man Zhang came out and said: "There is no such thing as one step to the sky in the world, don't be in a hurry. ”

Tang Chujiu was stunned and serious: "Yes." "Wash the pot, relight the fire, put the water in it, boil the sugar.

Under the guidance of Old Man Zhang, a pot of haode sugar water just came out of the pot. After making all the sugar gourds, Tang Chujiu looked at the sky and it was time to go back. Generally, I arrange to learn a craft in the morning, and go back in the afternoon to practice the piano, calligraphy, and read books, and as for the evening, well, of course, I can't be idle. But in the past six months, Yun Niang and Tang Chujiu, the two have never eaten dumplings again. You must know that Tang Chujiu used to like dumplings very much.

Old man Zhang took six strings of sugar gourds and handed them over with a pot of wine.

Tang Chujiu was a little surprised: "Uncle Zhang, what is this wine?" ”

Old man Zhang said casually: "This wine is the old wine I just dug out from under the tree, and it is lonely to drink it alone, don't you say that there is a son next door who likes to eat the rock sugar gourd I made, and this wine should be given to him." If it weren't for him, Shun Teng wouldn't have been able to touch your melon. ”

Tang Chujiu was silent: "......" because, melon, in the current dynasty, is not a compliment, it refers to stupidity, clumsiness.

With wine and sugar gourd, I went back to the bamboo courtyard.

Yun Niang's beauty is lying horizontally, just like the dream is thick.

Tang Chujiu put down the things in his hand, deliberately found a coarse cloth clothes to put on, and entered the stove room. After a period of busy work, I fried eight dishes out of the pot, and the fragrant bean paddle was also ready, steaming, and now it was just right to drink it in the cold, and I specially made a big bowl of longevity noodles.

Sprinkled chopped green onions and coriander into the noodle bowl, Tang Chujiu washed his hands and wiped the balm and changed his clothes, and then went to the pavilion in the backyard together: "South Chang'an, South Chang'an ......"

Nan Changan responded with a smile: "Chu Jiu, I'm here, what's wrong?" ”

Tang Chujiu climbed up the wall, and after hanging the basket down, he also turned over: "Look, I brought you something." ”

When he saw the bowl of longevity noodles, Nan Chang'an was very surprised: "The ninth ...... of the first month"

Tang Chujiu took out the things in the basket and put them on the stone table under the big tree, and smiled: "Nanchang'an, happy birthday." Oh, eat longevity noodles, and I wish you a good life. ”

Nan Changan was very moved, he never thought that Tang Chujiu would be so heartfelt, took the chopsticks, took a bite, and felt that this was the most beautiful taste in the world: "Chujiu, xiexie you." "Since the tragic changes ten years ago, I haven't had a birthday.

Tang Chujiu waved his hand: "You're welcome, eat quickly, the noodles are easy to paste." ”

Nan Changan lowered his head, ate the whole bowl of noodles very seriously but elegantly, even drank not a drop of soup, put down the bowl, and looked at the ninth day with a smile in his eyebrows, the beauty in the sunshine had red lips and white teeth, and her appearance was moving, especially those eyes, the spring waves flowed, and it was moving.

In this life, I have seen thousands of beauties, but none of them can compare to the one in front of me. Although her appearance is not the best, her taste is unparalleled in the world. Her eyes, in particular, are the purest and clearest in the world. The most rare thing is her heart, without a trace of worldly utilitarianism.

Tang Chujiu put away the leftovers on the table and took out the wine in the basket: "This wine was given to you by my master, and it is rare to coincide with your birthday." ”

Nan Changan took it with a smile: "Thank him on my behalf." ”

Tang Chujiu took out a thousand thousand knots that took five days to hit haode to imply peace and joy, and handed it over: "Ah, I saw that the veil on your jade pendant was old, so I made up a replacement for you." "The rope was bought on the street, although the color was deliberately selected, but the material is not of the highest quality at first glance, it is very ordinary.

Looking at the thousands of knots, Nan Chang'an was full of emotions, and the long-term memory was like a river overturning the sea, surging out, and the queen mother ......

Seeing that Nan Chang'an didn't answer for a long time, Tang Chujiu asked, "Isn't it unsightly?" Don't like it? That's it. ”

Nan Changan stretched out his hand to take it, put it away cautiously, and then said seriously: "No, I like it very much." "I really like it very much, this is the cheapest gift I have received in this life, but it is the most moving, it really represents blessings, no stuttering, no calculation, no danger.

"A song on the piano can be regarded as a celebration of your birthday." Although Tang Chujiu was shaken by Yun Niang and sighed in despair, her qualifications were not good, rotten wood could not be carved, and children could not be taught, but these days, the practice of the piano has not been interrupted for a day, she firmly believes that diligence can make up for clumsiness.

However, there was a time when the truth was so bloody and miserable.

After listening to Tang Chujiu's "Mountains and Flowing Water", Nan Changan firmly believed: "Chujiu, I still think you are more suitable for "Ambush on All Sides". "The slaughter of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, Tang Chujiu's piano is sounded together.

Tang Chujiu hung his head and was extremely depressed: "Do you think there is still no progress?" ”

Nan Chang'an couldn't bear to be the one who made matters worse: "That's there." ”

Tang Chujiu raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "Right, right?" Where, where? ”

After thinking for a long time, Nan Chang'an carefully used the words: "At least, you won't make a mistake in playing the eighth verse." "It's just that there will still be faults in other places. The mountains and rivers of Tang Chujiu can't hear the meaning of a confidant at all, but he has a feeling of seeing each other and hating each other.

Tang Chujiu was sad: the cruel fact of "......" was too disheartening.

Nan Changan took out the flute from his arms: "On the ninth day of the first month, I'll give you a song, okay?" ”

Tang Chujiu was a little surprised, and he had never heard Nan Chang'an blow: "Okay." ”

I don't want to, I don't want to, Nan Chang'an blew "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which was blown very well, but Tang Chujiu's face was black, and the unbearable past came like a tide, under the big tree, Song Lanjun was full of affection, and the song of playing the flute to Tang poetry and painting was "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix......

Tang Chujiu didn't wait for Nan Chang'an to finish blowing, so he calmly said with a small face: "I'm leaving." After saying that, he turned over the wall, and without even mentioning the basket, he went back to the other side of the yard, and his steps gradually became distant, and it was messy.

Nan Changan sighed, is this self-defeating?

When Tang Chujiu returned to the bamboo courtyard, he was also in no mood. I felt a tingling in my heart, and at the same time I was full of helplessness.

I have hated it for more than seventeen years, but what can I do? He and Tang poetry and painting, the same scenery is infinite, and he lives very happily. On the day of his ninth birthday in October, that is, the day when he married Tang Shihua for one year in the seventeenth year, he celebrated her birthday and accumulated blessings, and gave rice for seven days and seven nights on Chang'an Street. Whoever it is, you can get it.

Who in the world doesn't know the love of the lady?

Women all over the world envy the happiness and good life of Tang poetry and painting.

After marrying her husband for a year, although she was not pregnant, her husband had a lot of affection for her, and she didn't even have a concubine.

It really fulfilled her wish in the temple at the beginning, and she was a couple for the rest of her life.

They are blessed by the world, but who would know that he once made such a beautiful promise to another woman.

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