The cavalry of the Tang Dynasty once again entered the Eastern Persian Province to command, Tang Zhangwei and they were victorious, while Tang Zhaozong's subordinates were in a panic.

Tang Zhaozong was very dissatisfied with this, he said: "You people are really unproductive, I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, what are you panicking about?" ”

In fact, although the emperor of the Tang Dynasty is Tang Zhaozong, everyone knows that the person who is actually in power is that Tang Zhangwei, so people do not have much expectation of what Tang Zhangwei did.

However, like Wan Hanyu and others, they knew that as long as Tang Zhangwei really came back, then those of them who were under Tang Zhaozong's banner would have their good days coming to an end.

Therefore, they were inciting those Seljuk cavalry to actively resist Tong Zhangwei them.

with sentimental sentiments.) Lizaveta. Mikhailovna?" Pan Shen asked thoughtfully. Lisa replied to him vaguely, and went upstairs from the hall. Lavretsky returned to the living room and approached the table. Marfa. Timofeevna untied the strap of her hair cap, blushed and began to complain to him about her opponent Gdeionovsky, who, in her words, did not know how to play cards.

"It seems," she said, "that playing cards is not as easy as rumor-mongering."

The one was still blinking, wiping his face from time to time. Lisa returned to the living room and sat down in a corner; Lavretsky looked at her, and she looked at him, both of whom were almost terrified. He could see a look of bewilderment and some kind of dark reproach on her face. He wanted to talk to her, but he couldn't; Being in the same room as one of the other guests made him feel sad: he decided to go. When he said goodbye to her, he said again that he would come tomorrow, and added that he trusted in her friendship.

"Please," she replied, still with the same bewildered look on her face.

As soon as Lavretsky left, Panshin immediately became active; He began to give ideas to Gdeionovsky, sarcastically flattering Berenitsena, and finally sang his own lyrical song. But when he talked to Lisa and looked at her, he still looked like that: meaningful, with a little sadness on his face.

Lavretsky did not sleep all night again. He didn't feel sad or agitated, his emotions had completely calmed down; But he couldn't sleep. He didn't even think back to the time that had passed; He was merely looking back on his life: his heart was beating vigorously and evenly, and time was passing away as if hour by hour, but he had no sleep. It's just that the thought that occasionally pops into his head: "But it's not true, it's all nonsense" So he stopped thinking about it, lowered his head, and started to look back on his life again. When they were at home, they slowed down. Pan Shen's light carriage was parked in front of the steps." Alas," thought Lavretsky, "I don't want to be a selfish man," and went into the house. When he entered the house, he did not meet anyone, and the living room was quiet; He pushed open the door and saw that he was playing "open the cards" (a way to open the cards) with Pan Shen. Maria. Dmitrievna. Pan Shen nodded to him silently. The hostess of the house raised her voice and said, "Oh, I didn't expect that!" And frowned slightly. Lavretsky sat down next to her and began to look at her cards.

"Will you play with it?" She asked him with some creeping chagrin, and immediately declared that she had deducted the card.

Pan Shen counted to ninety points and began to be polite. calmly picked up the cards that had been eaten, with a serious and dignified expression on his face. Sociable people should play like this; Probably, in order to win the favor of any powerful official, and to hope that people would give him a steady, reliable, and mature favorable evaluation, he should have played cards with people like this in Petersburg." One hundred and one, one hundred and two, hearts, one hundred and three," his voice cried rhythmically, and Lavretsky could not understand what his voice sounded like: was it reproach, or was it complacent?

"You can see Marfa. Timofeevna?" He saw Pan Shen shuffling the cards with a more dignified look, so he asked. Even the shadow of the artist is no longer visible in Pan Shen.

"I think, yes. She was in her room, upstairs, "Maria. Dmitrievna replied, "Go and ask."

Lavretsky went upstairs. He was running into Marfa. Timofeevna was also playing cards: she was playing with Nastasia. Karpovna plays "Catch the Fool" (a card game.). The puppy Roska barked at him; However, he was received kindly by the two old ladies, especially Malfa. Timofeevna, it seems that she is in a good mood.

"Ahh Fei Jia! Welcome!" She said, "You sit, my lord. We're going to finish the fight. Craving jam? Shurochka, give him that jar of muscat strawberry jam. Don't want to eat? Okay, then sit like this; But don't smoke: I can't stand your kind of cigarettes, and besides, 'Sailor, (the name of the cat, as I said before.) When you smell smoke, you sneeze."

Lavretsky hastened to state that he did not want to smoke at all.

"Are you down there?" The old woman continued, "Who do you see there?" Pan Shen has been staying there? See Lisa? No? She wanted to come up here and see, wasn't that her; As soon as she was talked, she came."

Lisa walked into the house and blushed when she saw Lavretsky.

"I'm only here for a while, Marfa. Timofeevna," she began

"Why do you just stay for a while?" The old woman asked, "Why are you young girls like this, why can't you sit still?" You see, I have a guest here: you talk to him, and entertain him."

Lisa sat down on the edge of a chair and looked up at Lavretsky, feeling that she could not help but let him know how her meeting with Panshin had ended. But what is to be said about this? She felt embarrassed and embarrassed at the same time. She's known him for only a long time and knows this one very little to church. He who is indifferent to his wife's death has only been a long time, but, lo and behold, now she has to tell him her secret, and he cares for her; She herself believed in him and felt that she liked him in her heart; But she still felt embarrassed, as if a strange man had broken into her girl's. Pure boudoir.

Marfa. Timofeevna came to help.

"No, if you don't entertain him," she said, "then who's going to entertain him, a wretched man?" I'm too old for him, he's too smart for me, and I'm too smart for Nastasia. Karpovna, he's too old: she's always young."

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