"You are my only friend, and I want you to live well, as it was before, and it will be like this now. If I hadn't married Qingchen first, I would definitely marry Siniang, Siniang is also a woman who values love and righteousness, but unfortunately I am shallow in my fortune, and I am deeply affectionate in Siniang, I hereby ask for sin! Yang Congyi stood up and bowed deeply.

"Not necessarily." Tang Xun raised his hand to wipe away his tears, got up and went back to his room.

Soon, Yang Congyi heard her start to pack up and salute, and he knew that this would be the result, but he couldn't help but say that he could still be friends in the future, let it be.

Half an hour later, Tang Xun found a carriage, and the coachman helped her carry the salute out of the yard and load it into the carriage.

Yang Congyi was sent to the courtyard and watched Tang Xun leave, without any words, it was not appropriate to say anything at this time.

"Brother Yang, goodbye." Tang Xun squeezed out some smiles in front of him, glanced at him, and turned to leave.

Yang Congyi wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't open his mouth, he wanted to smile at her, and his face was tense and couldn't make any expression, so he didn't do anything after all, and watched her leave.

The yard is quieter and emptier.

In the next few days, he never heard from Tang Xun again, he didn't know where she went, and few people came to this remote courtyard where she lived temporarily, except for Zhang Liu, who came twice occasionally, and there were no outsiders.

In addition to practicing in the courtyard every day, there is nowhere to go, and he doesn't know a few people in the entire Lin'an City, let alone anyone who has friendships.

I don't know what happened to Qingchen in Quanzhou, she should have gotten the news that the fleet has returned to the Great Song Dynasty, and if she doesn't go back for so long, I don't know what she will worry about.

The dispatch of the imperial court was delayed, and he couldn't leave, so he wanted to go to Lord Huang to ask, but there was no one in the place where he returned to Yi Duzao, and Lord Huang was from the palace, so he couldn't contact him at all. I went to the ministry to ask, but there was no clear reply, only that there were many people waiting to be sent, so he could wait with peace of mind, and went to the ministry to receive a year and nine months of money by the way, more than 600 yuan, which is the only money he has on him, as for other subsidies in kind, he didn't receive them because he was troublesome.

This money is enough for him to live in Lin'an for a while, and when he is sent down, the days of wandering should be over.

Yang Congyi rarely goes out these days, except for Zhang Liu who came to him a few times, he didn't see a few outsiders, Zhang Liu said when he was in Seljuk that he didn't want to go back to the mountain for the time being, and after returning to Lin'an, he stayed in the Taoist temple outside the city, and Yang Congyi was in contact with him more frequently, and came to learn martial arts from time to time.

After a few more days, the dispatch of the imperial court finally came down, and the appointment document was sent to his temporary residence by the officials of the military department, and the imperial court ordered him to supervise the army and Xuanwei army, and he would take up his post within a month.

It's Xuanwei Army again, is he really guessed right, and he still has to go to guard Huiyi again?

The appointment document went back and forth several times, and it was only written that he should supervise the army and Xuanwei army, and other than that, there was no more useful information.

Although he was reluctant to continue to do the Huiyi, the appointment of the imperial court had already come down, and he either accepted the appointment or took the paperwork to resign.

Yang Congyi naturally will not resign, it is not easy to embark on a career, it took three years, after a lot of hardships, to be promoted to the eighth grade, how can he give up, he still has to be promoted to the commander within ten years, and wait for the Jin people to go south, get a meritorious service, and turn from martial arts to literature.

On the same day, he began to pack up his salutes, preparing to leave Lin'an after going to see Zhang Liu the next morning.

At sunset, there was a knock on the door.

After the courtyard door opened, Yang Congyi saw that the person was very unfamiliar and dressed very ordinary, and was about to ask, but the person asked first: "Are you Lord Yang?" ”

Yang Congyi replied: "Exactly, is there something to do with me?" ”

The man took out a letter and handed it over, saying, "Someone asked me to send a letter to Lord Yang, since you are Lord Yang, then this letter is yours." ”

There are very few people he knows in Lin'an City, will someone send him a letter? Yang Congyi didn't think too much about it, and took the letter in his hand.

When the messenger turned to leave, he opened the envelope and took out the paper.

I saw that only twelve words were written on the letterhead: Tonight's second watch, September Inn, Ding Room on the third floor, no see or leave.

There is no title, no signature, no date, and no specific thing.

Yang Congyi is familiar with a limited number of people, I can't see whose handwriting it is, if it is a familiar person, it should not be able to write this letter that I don't understand, looking at the content of this letter as if there is a secret matter to discuss, who will it be? If you don't come early or late, you just come on the day you receive the dispatch from the imperial court, will there be any conspiracy that will not work?

Immediately overturned this conjecture, this is in Lin'an, which is full of dignitaries and dignitaries, he is a small low-level officer without any power, and what conspiracy will have to do with him.

Time is limited, and he is ready to leave Lin'an tomorrow, and he doesn't want to pay attention to it, but he is worried that someone will really have something important to discuss with him.

So, Yang Congyi closed the courtyard door, turned around and walked out of the remote corner, and came to Lin'an Street.

Lin'an after sunset is very lively, on both sides of the street, lanterns are hung everywhere, not bright lights shine on the bustling pedestrians, they look left and right, stop and go, ask east and west, busy street shop guys, small stall vendors, dizzy, but full of smiles.

In the crowded flow of people, Yang Congyi walked through one street after another, asked one pedestrian after another, and finally found the September Inn before the second watch.

This inn is in a slightly quieter alley, the outside looks relatively simple, as soon as you enter the inn, you can perceive its compactness, on the wall of the hall on the first floor, there are not hanging calligraphy and paintings, or flowers, birds, fish and insects, the atmosphere is elegant, different, I think the innkeeper should be a literati.

"Does the guest officer dine or stay in the hotel?" As soon as I entered the hall, a guy came up to greet him.

Yang Congyi said: "Don't work hard, I have already booked a room." ”

The guy said, "I don't know which room it is, do you need to take the guest officer up?" ”

Yang Congyi said: "I'll just go up by myself." ”

The guy smiled: "Guest officer, please take care of yourself." "Let's leave and go serve the other guests.

Yang Congyi went up the stairs to the third floor and found that the stairs were in the middle of the third floor, there were rooms on the left and right sides of the staircase, and there were numbers on the wooden boards above the door.

I randomly chose a room on the left and looked for it, and I found the head until I found it, but I didn't see the Ding room, so I turned around and looked for it to the right, and finally found the room with the word D written on it in the corner of the far right.

Looking from the outside to the inside, there was a faint light in the room, but Yang Congyi stood outside the door for a while, but he didn't hear any sound, and he didn't know if the person who asked him to come was still in the room.

Now that it's here, it's definitely a must-see.

Yang Congyi raised his hand and knocked on the door three times.

"Come in." A familiar voice came from inside the room.

Yang Congyi pushed the door in, and closed the door with his backhand.

"Brother Tang...... Siniang, I thought you had left Lin'an. Outside the door, he heard Tang Xun's voice, he hadn't seen him for many days, and he felt guilty, and now he took the initiative to make an appointment, he should forgive him, and let go of his previous suspicions. When I entered the door, I saw Tang Xun changing into a beautiful skirt and sitting in front of the window with his back to him.

Tang Xun didn't look back, and said softly: "I was going to leave, but I was delayed, so I will leave tomorrow." What about you? ”

Yang Congyi walked over, sat down on another stool, glanced out the window, and replied, "I am also going to leave tomorrow and go to Changguo." Where are you going? ”

Outside the window is a bright moon, very round and bright.

"I'm going to a far away place." After Tang Xun finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Yang Congyi, and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to meet again in the future, so I asked you to come today, just to see you for the last time." ”

"The Great Song Dynasty is not big, no matter how far away it is, it can be arrived in a month or two, and you can still see it if you want to see it." Yang Congyi looked at the full moon and did not turn his head.

"Why do you want to see it? There has to be a reason. Tang Xun smiled, the light makeup was very beautiful in the red candle moonlight, but Yang Congyi didn't dare to look at it.

yes, I'm afraid I won't be able to find any reason to meet in the future.

"I can't remember how many nights we practiced spears and swords under the bright moon, how many clear mornings we sent the moon away, and the time on the island was like a dream, but the moon there was bigger and round than Lin'an's, just like today." Tang Xun looked at the full moon outside the window and said.

Yang Congyi didn't reply, just sat quietly, he remembered Qingchen who was still far away in Quanzhou, and wondered if she was also looking at the moon now.

"Do you know what day it is?" Tang Xun turned his head and asked with a smile.

"I don't really remember." Yang Congyi really doesn't know what day it is, he doesn't have a calendar, and he doesn't have the habit of counting days.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Tang Xun said with a smile: "The first Mid-Autumn Festival after we met was in the second year of martial arts, and the moon was very round that night, and we practiced late in the martial arts arena. The second Mid-Autumn Festival is in Quanzhou, we are too busy to see it, and it is difficult to say a word. The third Mid-Autumn Festival was on that borrowed boat, and we watched the moon all night, and it was the best time. The fourth Mid-Autumn Festival is today, we sit in front of the window and look at the moon, and say goodbye for the last time. Before we knew it, we had known each other for four years, and looking back on it now, it was both long and short, and one way or another, it was unforgettable. ”

Yang Congyi said: "Yes, it's been four years, when you were still an eighteen-year-old boy, but now you are a mature and beautiful woman, in four years, we have all grown up, and we can no longer go back to the kind of days when we study during the day, practice at night, and have carefree days, only the moon in the sky remains the same." ”

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it in the past? Brother Yang, goodbye tomorrow, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, the mountains are stacked, and there is no time to see you again. There is nothing to prepare, only two drinks, you and I have known each other for four years, let's have a drink together. After Tang Xun finished speaking, he brought two pots of wine on the table, one for one and one for each person.

Yang Congyi didn't refuse, he lifted the wine jug and was about to pour a cup for Tang Xun, but when he saw that she had already filled her own wine glass, he filled her own cup.