Chapter Ninety-Eight: Night Climb to the Temple of Confucius
Silent at the moment.
Fu Xiaoguan was slightly drunk, still looking at the vast Weiyang Lake.
Yan Xiaolou stopped writing and turned his head to look at the back, a little lonely, a little majestic, and a little vicissitudes.
She didn't know why she felt that way, it was just a sixteen-year-old boy.
Maybe it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better, so I know who to share it with.
She suddenly wanted to hug that back and tell him that next year's flowers will be good, and I will share it with you.
But she can't, because she hasn't reached the end yet, and because Fu Xiaoguan likes Dong Shulan.
Yan Xiwen and the others looked at each other, and they were all shocked.
First, Fu Xiaoguan only walked a few steps to recite this poem, and secondly, the meaning of this word.
Recalling this wave of sand, it is a happy gathering and separation, and I regret it in my heart.
Could it be that he really cherishes this friendship? But everyone has only known each other for a long time, how can we talk about friendship? But your words are so sad, it makes me ashamed.
I'll wait for a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain!
So Yan Xiwen raised his glass and said to Fu Xiaoguan: "Brother Fu's friendship, Xiwen understands!" You and I drink this cup together! β
Fu Xiaoguan turned around and returned to his seat, picking up the wine, "Come on, come on, sing about wine, life is geometric, who can solve your worries, only Tianmel, it's dry!" β
When you sing about wine, life is geometric!
Yan Xiaolou picked up the pen and wrote down this sentence again, she understood the meaning of this sentence, but she couldn't read the meaning, she just thought it was very good, so she wrote it down.
However, Fang Wenxing and others felt quite a few, and ordered to pour wine, "Brother Fu's sentence is about the geometry of life as a song about wine, and he has seen through the red dust for 3,000 zhang, but he wants to enjoy the taste of freedom and ease!" I'm waiting, it's not as good as Brother Fu, come on, come on, my Wenxing borrows Brother Fu's wine and drinks with you! β
This place was even more lively, and what happened in front of Lan Tingge was slowly resolved by Fu Xiaoguan.
Before the time came, the wine was exhausted, the people were drunk, and the feast was scattered.
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Fu Xiaoguan woke up late, so he hurriedly went to take a shower and change his clothes, and went to the back door of the Dong Mansion with Su Mo.
Dong Shulan made red makeup on the mirror, thinking about the second brother dancing when he came back, thinking about the description of the second brother's voice, and the joy on her face has never been broken.
This person actually directly said that he was his fiancΓ©e in front of so many people, I am afraid that this matter will spread soon, if my father and mother hear it, I don't know what they will think?
But Dong Shulan didn't have the heart to blame Fu Xiaoguan at all, she felt very sweet, and felt that she was ahead of Yu Wenyun again, as for what her parents would think, the girl who was in love didn't think about it at the moment.
The same routine, Su Mo knocked out Xiaoqi and the guards at the back door, Fu Xiaoguan ran away with Dong Shulan, and Su Mo continued to guard this lonely night.
The two came to the bank of the Qinhuai River in a carriage, but they didn't expect a drizzle to fall in the sky.
The two walked in the drizzle like this, Dong Shulan asked carefully about what happened during the day, and Fu Xiaoguan also elaborated on them one by one.
"Aren't you afraid that Yan Xiwen will retaliate against you?" There were many raindrops resting on Dong Shulan's eyelashes, emitting a little soft light in the dim light.
"I didn't think about it that much at the time, that kid wanted to rob my wife, this must not work, even if his family has three phases?" Fu Xiaoguan's face was righteous, and Dong Shulan's face suddenly turned red.
She took a sip, don't turn her face and don't dare to meet Fu Xiaoguan's eyes, "Who promised to be your wife?" β
The voice was as soft as a drizzle falling on the hair, and the shy face was as enchanting as a peach blossom blooming in the mist under the hazy light, Fu Xiaoguan was suddenly intoxicated, he hugged Dong Shulan in his arms, Dong Shulan's careful liver was like a frightened deer, and his breath instantly rose to his throat, Fu Xiaoguan hugged Dong Shulan's waist with one hand, and held Dong Shulan's face with the other, Dong Shulan's eyes widened, and Fu Xiaoguan had kissed her cherry mouth.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm......"
Dong Shulan was very panicked, a girl under the age of sixteen had a lot of longings, but she had never dreamed of what was happening at the moment.
Fu Xiaoguan hugged Dong Shulan very tightly, as if he could feel each other's heartbeats.
His lips were as hot as fire, and Dong Shulan wanted to resist, but she lost herself after struggling a few times.
She felt she needed that fire, and she longed to melt in it.
So, her hands wrapped around Fu Xiaoguan's neck, her little mouth opened, and her two tongues blended together......!
A thousand words omitted here!
The drizzle is in the wind, and the long hair is flowing.
Dong Shulan's hand is still holding Fu Xiaoguan's neck, and Fu Xiaoguan's hand is still holding Dong Shulan's waist, looking at each other, boundless gentleness.
"I'm your man, don't bear me."
"There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are combined, and you dare to be with Qing!"
Dong Shulan suddenly fell again, she buried her head in Fu Xiaoguan's arms, and silently recited in her heart: There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are together, but dare to be with the king!
At this point, the two hearts are truly fused together, and on the road full of thorns in the future, they will never give up, and life and death depend on each other!
"Let's go to the Confucius Temple?"
"Good!"
The two walked towards the Confucius Temple and bought a lantern in a tea shop by the way.
The stone steps were already mossed, Fu Xiaoguan held a lantern in one hand and Dong Shulan in the other hand and walked up the steps, and it didn't take long to see the two dilapidated temple gates.
The temple door was not closed, and the two doors hung on both sides, crumbling.
After passing through the gate, and walking a stick of incense, they saw the date tree.
In a deserted courtyard, the jujube tree was like a big umbrella, covering the huge place.
Fu Xiaoguan took a closer look with the lantern, and there were indeed many dates on the tree, he handed the lantern to Dong Shulan, and climbed the tree as agittly as a monkey, and when he came down again, there were a bunch of dates in his clothes.
"Come and have a taste." Fu Xiaoguan took one and wiped it on his clothes and handed it to Dong Shulan, Dong Shulan took a bite, "How is it?" β
"Well, it's so sweet, you can taste it too."
Dong Shulan stuffed the biting date into Fu Xiaoguan's mouth, "Well, it's really sweet." β
The two of them walked up while eating, Fu Xiaoguan wanted to see what this temple looked like, but when they reached the second gate, they stopped.
For there were two lanterns hanging in front of this door, and two men with knives were standing.
The two of them frowned, as if they didn't expect that there would be people climbing the mountain on this rainy night, so their knives were unsheathed a foot, and one of them said in a low voice: "This is a forbidden place, two of you hurry back!" β
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned, is this still a forbidden place?
He looked at Dong Shulan, Dong Shulan shook her head, she didn't know.
Fu Xiaoguan took Dong Shulan and turned around and went down the mountain, putting this forbidden place in his heart, in fact, he was just curious, thinking about calling Su Mo to come here again another day.
The two returned to the backyard of Dong's Mansion in Wuyi Lane, and once again said goodbye, Fu Xiaoguan grabbed two more handfuls of dates and stuffed them into Dong Shulan's hands.
"Eat more dates and give birth to a son early!"
"You're ......!"
Dong Shulan grabbed another handful, turned around and ran back to the boudoir.