Seventy-nine, away from Luoyang
The results of the township test were announced on the third day after the Dragon Boat Festival, and Lin Chaoge did not send anyone to look at the list under the list, firstly, because of his confidence in his own writing, and secondly, about the irreversible results of the creator in the book.
There are both, but it is a matter of knowing early and knowing late, which has little impact on her, and as early as after the Dragon Boat Festival, she began to prepare her luggage.
June unconsciously arrives quietly, penetrating every corner of life, the summer cicada frog calls annoying tightly, there are also lotus leaves infinitely green, and the beautiful scenery of lotus flowers in the sun is pleasing to the eye.
Outside the house, the cicadas chirped, the scorching sun roasted the bluestone slabs smoking, the wickers were wilting and hanging down, Sanhua stayed quietly under the eaves and spit out the cat's tongue to cool off, and the pink and tender meat pads shook from time to time to drive away insects and ants.
The years are long, and they live up to the infinite good of midsummer.
It was cool to put a little ice cube in the house, and Lin Chaoge habitually did not wrap his chest too tightly because he was at home, but just casually circled around to cover up the plump upper circumference, and his waist was as slender as a willow.
"Lin Yan, you really plan to go to Chang'an" Wang Xifeng, who was dressed in bright yellow clothes and a high ponytail, pushed the door and saw that people were busy inside, and his eyes were half hesitant and half reluctant.
After entering, he stood quietly aside, watching her pack her little luggage, the outstretched hand retracted, and stopped talking, the hand hidden under the sleeve was clenched and released.
"Well, the world is so big, I want to go and see it, not to mention that Chang'an is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how can I not go" Lin Chao didn't look back, and casually threw half of the poems he saw into his bag.
The bed was messily covered with her clothes, and she must have picked up all the clothes in the closet for spring, summer, autumn and winter, and let you choose.
"But ......" He was still trying to say something, but before he could say anything, he was directly interrupted.
"I've made up my mind" Lin Chaoge packed up for a while, a bulging cyan luggage came out, sat down at the table and sat down straight, and poured a cup of slightly herbal tea.
"Wang Xifeng, you must know that my ambition is not willing to live in Luoyang City, besides, the sky outside is very blue, the grass is very green, and the flowers are also very fragrant" Lin Chaoge deliberately used a hopeful tone, hoping that he could understand.
"Liar, it's not because you have someone in your heart, and you are in a hurry to get rid of me so that you can fly with that person" Wang Xifeng deliberately raised a few centibels and retorted.
"I understand, I'm just a man with a yellow dregs of chaff, not as beautiful as the wild flowers and weeds outside" Wang Xifeng felt more and more aggrieved the more he said, how long have I known that Xiao Yuzi, you will change her mind when you look at her, some time ago, the sea swore that the sea and the sea can be dry and rotten, and only then dare to be with the king, sure enough, the man's mouth is a deceitful ghost.
"There are wild flowers and weeds outside, where I am virtuous, and I can go up to the hall for you, and I can warm the bed in the kitchen."
"............" What is this, she just wants to go to Chang'an to see, plus the main plot line in the book also needs to go to Chang'an to open, but listen, when he spits it out of his mouth, she has completely become a scumbag who abandons her husband and son for the sake of a wild man!!
"I didn't," Lin Chaoge explained with a blushing face.
"Nope! If you don't, why go to Chang'an."
"You listen to my introduction" (Erkang hand).
"No, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, men don't have a good thing" Wang Xifeng covered his ears and turned his back to her.
"Okay, then I won't talk about it".
"Look at you, you really dislike me, and now you start to think I'm being unreasonable."
"No, I didn't" Lin Chaoge was no longer able to complain, how did this scene seem familiar? It's just the other way around.
"Then why don't you explain, look at you, it's still not" Wang Xifeng covered his ears, his eyes were red with grievance, he got up and threw himself past Lin Chaoge, and the two rolled to the edge of the bed together.
"What are you doing" Lin Chaoge was angry and tight, feeling that there was still a hairy head on her chest arching unwillingly, and her cheeks suddenly floated and blushed, embarrassed and angry.
"Of course I have to let you know which wildflowers and weeds I am better than outside" Wang Xifeng punitively, raised his head viciously and bit down on the position where her collarbone was exposed because of her thin summer clothes, and unwillingly stretched out her tongue and licked it.
"You give Lao Tzu a !!" Lin Chaoge's anger hovered on the edge of reason, and she could clearly feel the yu/wang of the person on her body.
The only thing that echoed her in the air was the sound of clattering water at the collarbone, and the strange feeling that rose in vain from the depths of her heart.
This guy is a dog and will bite people if he doesn't agree with him.
No matter how Lin Chaoge pretends to be a man on weekdays, he pretends to be cold, but in fact, he is still an eighteen-year-old girl in his heart, his legs are half-bent, his arms are relaxed next to him, and his brown eyes are pitch black.
"Bang...... Bang dang ......".
The wicker outside the house shook, and a flower fell on the ground, and the three flowers under the eaves ran away.
"Woo, Lin Yan, how can you murder your husband, hiss, it hurts" Wang Xifeng covered his buttocks, his eyes moistened, as if he had been wronged just now.
"If it's like this next time, it's not just the butt" Lin Chaoge touched the place where the bumpy tooth marks were bitten, and glanced between Wang Xifeng's legs warningly, his eyes thoughtful, and the latter clamped his legs.
"Okay, then remember to come back to see me during the New Year's holidays" Wang Xifeng's lips squirmed for a long time, and then he spit out such dry and reluctant words.
The slender fingers rubbed the edge of the ink-dyed white porcelain cup, and his eyes were lonely, he always knew that Lin Yanxiang would leave after the exam, but he didn't expect that the day would come so suddenly, as if they had just entered the school yesterday.
Lin Chaoge couldn't help but be a little funny, it was also a New Year's holiday, I don't know how many years have passed, but it has not been broken, and the white thin wrist lifted the teapot to refill the tea for himself.
Immediately after waiting for the notice to come down, the master of Tongxuetang said goodbye and began to go to Luoyang alone.
Xi'er originally planned to come with her, but Lin Chaoge said that she would let Xi'er wait for her in the Lin Mansion, and when she completely settled down in Chang'an, she would send someone to pick him up.
Xi'er hesitated for most of the time, and finally in the last sentence of Lin Chaoge, you stay in Luoyang to help me keep an eye on Wang Xifeng, if he loses me one day, hello Feige passed the book to me, and I was shaken, but this reluctant appearance is really worrying.
Lin Chaoge set a time to go to Chang'an, leaving Luoyang at the end of July, and arriving in Chang'an in mid-July.
I was going to set off when the weather was cooler, but the time didn't wait for anyone, so Lin Chaoge had to set off a month in advance, for fear that something would happen to him halfway.
There was not much luggage, three or two pieces of clothes were changed, plus a few ingots of silver, and four or five books were on the road.
The ancients said that when the weather is cool, set off in the morning, and don't sweat and steam clothes at noon.
The sky was not yet bright, a fog was vast, the low bushes in the courtyard were black, the donkey's hooves on the bluestone slab trampled and there was a clattering sound, and the hazy figure loomed in the white mist.
When the morning light was faint, the early morning mist stained the tips of her jet-black hair, turning into hazy moisture, and the ends of the boy's hair were swaying, and the tail of the donkey behind her was swaying at will.
Her eyes looked moist in the misty mist, like glass washed by clear water, reflecting the faint light, standing there, like a touch of morning light that broke through the night.
When Lin Chaoge came out of Luoyang, it was just dawn at that time, Xi'er thought that the young master had not gotten up at the moment, rubbed his eyes, and was about to call someone to get up, when he opened the door, the room was empty, and he couldn't tell how melancholy it was.
"The water in the river is rushing, and the daughter-in-law of whose family is busy and busy, it turns out that she is going back to her parents' house, wearing a big red jacket and a flower
Rouge and incense powder rubbed on her face, a chicken in her left hand and a duck in her right hand, and she was carrying a fat doll on her back."
Lin Chaoge hung a fresh May tender cucumber and rode a small donkey with an obvious round circle to Chang'an, thousands of miles away, humming a self-composed tune in his mouth.
Approaching noon, the sun above his head was really vicious, not to mention people, even the donkey under him had to be stubborn, helpless, Lin Chaoge had to take this uncle to rest in the shade of the tree for a while, and wait for the sun to be a little cooler and hurry.
Unconsciously, Lin Chaoge has been traveling for three days with one person and one donkey, no village in front of him, no shop in the back, few people, not to mention the infested beasts, even rabbits are pitiful.
Lin Chaoge couldn't say anything, but he suddenly missed the transportation of the 21st century, sleeping on a tall tree at night, luggage pillow and under his head, covering his face with a book covering the colorful moonlight, and a good night's sleep, getting up four or five bags every other morning.
Everything else is fine, but it is true that the smell on this body is a little stinky, and the dry food on the body has been eaten almost the same, if he did not meet the towns and villages to exchange food with him, Lin Chaoge was very suspicious that he would starve to death, and casually glanced at the donkey who was eating food on the side, and secretly swallowed his saliva.
After eating white flour steamed buns soaked in water for three days in a row, the birds almost faded out of my mouth, and I even wanted to taste the grass tastelessly.
The sky has begun to darken, looking up and tweeting that this day is dark, as if it is so gloomy that it can drip ink, Lin Chaoge pinched his fingers, he is far away from the prosperity at this moment, and he has been walking alone and a donkey for almost four days.
This place without a village in front of the village and a store behind is not easy to rely on the stars at night to guide the way, and tonight must be a night with the sky as the bed and the earth as the bed.
There is a village on the mountain, and there is a bandit's den among the thieves, and he is telling stories, and the stories say that there is a scholar who will pass by here tonight and spend the night.
"Big brother, I saw it in front of me, and I can't carry a weak scholar without mentioning it on one shoulder, such a good thing I can fight ten" The middle-aged man with a brown short beat, solid muscles and a white face hurriedly ran up from outside, took a bowl of wine and drank it all in a big gulp.
A few drops of yellow wine rolled down his white cheeks, bulging down his throat, and disappeared into his clothes.
"Tsk, little sixth, is it possible that you have forgotten the lesson of the last time, and now which weak scholar who also seems to be unable to carry his hands, but is living in our cottage with good wine and good food" The shorter fourth remembered the unpleasant experience of accidentally mistaking the wolf for a sheep two days ago, and poured a large sip of rice wine, his expression was obscure.