The first ten years, spring and Jingming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the misty and rainy West Lake, there are dots of stars. The slanting wind and drizzle of this mid-spring will only make the interest of talented and beautiful people stronger. On the lake, they played the flute or sang loudly, and they were comfortable and secretly competing.

The most striking of these boats is a double-decker painting boat. The carved railings of vermilion lacquer and the colorful paintings of the cornices are much more gorgeous than other ships. But what really makes the cruise ship on all sides flock to it is the peerless beauty on the ship.

When the sound of the piano was played in the piano platform covered in light gauze on the upper floor of the painting boat, the West Lake was quiet. Listening to the fairy sound of the pearl falling on the jade plate, people seem to be brought into a beautiful world of emptiness, and their hearts are completely washed by the sound of the piano. All the people have forgotten the intrigues, grievances and grievances, only know peace and happiness, and just want to drink and talk in this beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains......

The heavenly sound of the piano reached the shore, and pedestrians stopped one after another, looking at the shadow in the painting boat. The weeping willows on the lakeside, the silk silk of thousands of trees caressing the tender green water, the whole West Lake seems to be intoxicated by the sound of the piano.

A pair of sisters and brothers hold umbrellas and stroll along the West Lake in the drizzle and mist with the intoxicating sound of the piano. The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a long and slender figure, a fair complexion like jade, and an extremely handsome appearance. He was wearing a white robe, holding a bamboo basket in one hand, and an umbrella in the other hand to shield his sister from the rain, looking so gentle and supple.

It's just that no one noticed that his gaze at the lake was depressed with the cold slaughter that should not be at this age, which was in great contrast with his appearance.

The girl is sixteen or seventeen years old, combing the popular hanging bun in the south of the Yangtze River, and wearing a well-fitting goose yellow skirt, which makes her slim and beautiful. Her eyebrows are picturesque, and her skin is better than snow. A little plum blossom makeup is printed on the white and tender forehead, and the two strands of black hair on the sideburns hang down, which makes it look more delicate and bright, beautiful and charming.

Such a misty season is just right for girls. Along the way, she recalled the ten years she had spent living in Yuhang, and her northern official dialect had been replaced by Wu Nong's soft language, and if she returned to Beijing, she would be laughed off by the young ladies of that class. sighed again that he had always been taller than the boy, but now unconsciously, he only frowned.

The girl turned around as she spoke, raising her boneless little hand, trying to compare the top of her head with her brother's brow, to confirm whether the height difference was correct. But I saw that the young man was looking at the lake and was distracted.

The girl followed his gaze and saw the painting boat that was held by the stars, and her brows couldn't help frowning, and then she smiled and said, "Brother has really grown up......"

The young man was stunned when he heard this, and when he turned his head, his gaze became soft and warm, without the slightest shadow of slaughter. His cheeks flushed slightly, and he protested, "What nonsense is Sister talking about." ”

"Shy, shy, Xiao Yun'er is really enlightened." Seeing that he was embarrassed, the girl giggled, she laughed so briskly and wantonly, the boy could only helplessly put the oil-paper umbrella on top of his sister's head as much as possible, so as not to wet her dress with the rain.

The girl was tired of laughing, so she put her hand on her brother's arm, and when she had breathed, she looked at the painting boat with some fascination, and whispered: "She plays the piano so well, it would be great if I could worship her as a teacher." ”

While the sister and brother were talking, another boat carrying a few light boys approached the painting boat. I heard my sons and brothers clasp their fists and say loudly: "This song should only be in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world." Qian Tang Sishao came here and begged Miss Qianqian to take the time to meet each other to comfort her life. ”

When the young man heard this, he looked at the girl and said, "Father heard what you said, Sister Ah didn't even want to go out this year." ”

"Twilight!" The girl spit out her lilac tongue, squeezed her eyebrows at the young man and said: "Liu Qianqian is the No. 1 piano artist in Jiangnan, you know prejudice at a young age." ”

"I don't know if it's biased or not." The young man raised the bamboo basket in his hand and said, "I just know that if we don't go back, we won't have to eat dinner." ”

"yes, indeed." Only then did the girl realize that she had been waiting outside for too long. Hurriedly lifted the corners of his skirt and walked briskly on the slippery bluestone road by the lake.

"Sister, we came to the lake to fold willows." Seeing the reckless girl, who had completely forgotten the purpose of this trip, the young man had no choice but to remind.

"Uh-oh." The girl patted her forehead, grimaced and said, "That's it." She stopped and looked at the weeping willows by the lake, but saw that the willows covered with rain and dew were delicate and lovely, and they could not bear to be hurt. The girl's green fingers poked her chin, and she didn't go down for a while.

The young man didn't urge, he concentrated on holding an umbrella for her, and looked at his sister quietly.

The girl looked at the boy as if asking for help, and the boy raised his hands slightly, indicating that love could not help.

The girl pouted, but had no choice but to act ruthlessly. In order to take revenge on the young man, the girl tugged on the branch without a trace when she folded the wicker. The water that had accumulated on the wicker made a splash, and all fell on the boy's head.

The young man looked helplessly at the girl who ran away with a smile, and told him uneasily: "Be careful of your step." After a pause, he said angrily: "There are ...... Don't call me Xiao Yun'er in the future. ”

"Got it, Xiao Yun'er." The girl nodded, twisted the willow branch in her hand, and jumped forward on the stone path, although her steps were light and cheerful, but the landing was extremely steady, and it was obvious that the young man was too worried.

The young man shook his head helplessly, followed behind her unhurriedly, and the sister and brother talked and laughed, and disappeared into the misty beauty.

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The Great Xuan Dynasty unified the north and south, divided the world into 31 states, and Yuhang County, where the West Lake is located, belongs to Wu County of Yangzhou. In addition to the county office, there is also a county guard in the city.

Both the county guard yamen and the county yamen are located at the foot of the Jade Emperor Mountain, on the bank of the West Lake. This area has naturally become a place where dignitaries and nobles live. More than half a mile away from the county guard yamen, in the Qingbo gate, there is a Luguan alley. The long alley paved with bluestone is simple and quiet, and the innermost part is the mansion of Lu Xin, the county lieutenant of Wu County.

When the sister and brother entered the alley, they saw that the willow branches had been planted in front of the neighbor's door to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings. The girl stretched out her hand with some embarrassment, touched her beautiful little nose, and said to the young man: "Willow branches, it is best to grow by the West Lake." “

The young man nodded approvingly, and cooperated: "Extraordinarily effective." ”

"That's good...... the girl nodded, but couldn't help but laugh.

The two laughed and arrived at the gate of the Lu Mansion, and the old servant who guarded the door hurriedly greeted him, and while taking the bamboo basket in the young man's hand, he said respectfully: "Miss, young master is back." ”

"Uncle Zhong, didn't delay Aunt Zhong'er preparing the meal?" The girl smiled sweetly at the old servant, and said apologetically, "It took some time to break the willow branches." ”

"No, no, you don't need to start a fire during the Cold Food Festival, it's very fast." Lao Zhong took the bamboo basket with a smile and hurriedly wore the bamboo basket and gave it to the wife of the East Kitchen. The siblings planted wicker sticks in the doorway.

It wasn't early, and Lao Zhong was also in the kitchen to help his wife and son with him. The two of them took out the cheese and spring wine they bought from the bamboo basket, and divided the rice and Qingtuan made the day before yesterday into four sets of tableware. While preparing the meal, Aunt Zhong sighed: "I don't know what the master thinks, other officials are not as big as him, and there are seven or eight people in the family who are waiting." He's good, just use our two old arms and legs, and he has to ask the young master to help buy things. ”

"What do you know, the master is a Qing official." Old Zhong Bai glanced at his wife and said, "Before, there was no one in the house. The lord took pity on the two of us, so he took us in. ”

"Hey, it's just that the young master miss...... " Aunt Zhong sighed and said, "Look at the young master and miss of other families......"

"Miss Young Master is knowledgeable and reasonable, and treats people kindly, much better than those sons and brothers." Lao Zhong made new tea, and then he and his wife took the food plate to the front hall to distribute the meal.

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Lu Xin's residence was provided by the county guard yamen, he was the third-in-command of Wu County, and the mansion was naturally not too small. It's just that his family, plus Lao Zhong and his wife, there are only six people in total, and only half of the courtyard still seems empty.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhong carried the tray to the front hall, except for walking on their knees. Lu Xin's family of four has already sat in the hall, and Lu Xin's appearance has not changed much from ten years ago, except that he has a short beard and his eyes are more calm and deep.

Mrs. Lu was different, I saw that she was thin, her face was dark yellow, her eyes were not half bright, and she was kneeling in front of a low table, like a lifeless stone carving. Seeing the sister and brother secretly squeezing their eyebrows a few days ago, a trace of anger rose on Mrs. Lu's face.

Lu Yun hurriedly signaled Lu Ying to stop, Lu Ying also saw her mother's face, and said with a little coquettishness: "Mother, why don't you celebrate the holiday today......?"

"Hehe......" Mrs. Lu seemed to be even more annoyed, but it was difficult for Lao Zhong and his wife to have a bad seizure.

After Lao Zhong and his wife finished the dishes and retreated, Lu Xin raised his wine glass and motioned to his wife and children: "Today's festival, make an exception to drink a glass of spring wine to celebrate." ”

Lu Yun and Lu Ying also raised their wine glasses, and all three of them looked at Mrs. Lu, who was motionless.

"Madam......" Lu Xin called.

"Hehe, celebrate ......" Mrs. Lu still didn't raise her glass, but asked coldly, "What festival is celebrated?" ”

"Cold Food Festival?" Lu Ying didn't answer: "What about the days when the willow was inserted and the cheese was eaten......"

"How did this verse come about?" Mrs. Lu's disgraced gaze swept over the three of them.

"Jin Wengong pushes in honor of Jie Zitui." Lu Yun and Lu Xin were silent, and Lu Ying had no choice but to reply.

"Why does he want to commemorate Jie Zitui?" The expression on Mrs. Lu's face became more and more strange.

"When Duke Wen of Jin returned to the country, he forgot to reward Jie Zitui, and Jie Zitui lived in seclusion with his mother in the mountains. Jin Wengong set fire to the mountain, trying to force him out of the mountain, but who knew that he burned the mother and son alive......" Lu Ying said this, her heart chuckled, and she saw that Lu Xin and Lu Yun had all put down their wine glasses, and their faces became very ugly.

"Haha......" Mrs. Lu laughed dumbly, laughter was worse than crying, she pointed at Lu Yun with a distorted expression: "My son was also burned to death, and his father handed it over to your mother with his own hands!" Let her be burned alive! ”

Lu Yun's hands resting on his lap were clenched into fists. Lu Ying also lost her face and wanted to cry.

'Smack! Lu Xin finally slapped the table and said angrily: "Stop! Don't talk about what happened ten years ago! ”

"I'm going to mention it!" Mrs. Lu straightened up, looked at Lu Xin coldly, and said, "You can pretend to forget about it, I will never!" After speaking, he got up, brushed his sleeves and left the table: "You guys continue to celebrate, I can't eat, disgusting!" ”