Chapter 90: The Farewell of the Long Pavilion

In the middle of April, the weather is warm, and the rainy season begins. At this time, there were only ten days left before the March deadline for Gong Wanran to buy Chen Guo.

In the ring pavilion of Mingxin Lake, the rainy season keeps beating on the blue-gray tiles, and the rainwater flows down along the stone pillars and quietly flows into the lake, as if stained with blue-black ink, outlining the reflection of the long pavilion in the lake.

In the pavilion, there is a copper kettle on the dark red flame, and the spout of the pot emits a cloud of white mist, and as the white mist diffuses in the water vapor, the fragrant aroma of wine is accompanied by the breath of the plum rain to moisten the people in the pavilion.

The public was dressed in white and elegant, rolled up his sleeves with one hand, picked up a black spot between his two fingers, and landed this one on the plate.

Zheng Dan was dressed in green, as if out of the water and tender, ethereal and lonely. Her face was like frost, and her brow was secretly sad, like a drizzle outside.

The two were relatively speechless, silently playing hundreds of hands, and when the plate was scorching, Zheng Dan took out his second son and put it on the side of the plate, and threw himself in defeat.

"Sir, you won."

"The board is not yet clear, and the chances of winning are still more than half, so why rush to admit defeat."

Zheng Danwaner, "Mr. Chess is far above me, and he lets me on weekdays, which I know in my heart." In fact, I always want to play a serious game of chess with my husband, but I know that with my husband as a person, I will definitely have scruples. Today's market is no different from the past, less than ten hands, Mr. will inevitably be defeated and retreated, and finally defeated. If you and I already know the end, why repeat the same mistakes? It's better for me to throw in the towel first. ”

Gong Wanran didn't answer, just took out two small wine saucers, filled the two wine saucers, and held one up to Zheng Dan, "The plums are ripe earlier this year." ”

Zheng Dan took the wine saucer, but he didn't drink it for a long time, the wine saucer was attached to his lips, the fragrant wine aroma was even stronger, the sourness of green plums and the aroma of peach blossoms diffused in the air, conjuring up the picture in the dream.

It was supposed to be a sunny day, in a countryside far from the world, and the seeds that had just been sown sprouted sprouted tender green shoots. There are only a few simple houses in the courtyard, and a peach tree is blooming, and the breeze blows, and the peach blossoms are like snow. She took Gong Wanran's hand, picked fresh petals, washed the fresh green plums, boiled a pot of laughter, and tasted a plate of green plums.

The fragrance of wine is intoxicated, time precipitates, she quietly snuggles on the shoulders of Gong Wanran, the two of them look at the sunset in the west mountains, the sound of the flute is tactful, floating in the distance, and the afterglow is covered with golden tulle, lingering in the vast wilderness.

A thunderclap fell, the wind and sand suddenly rolled up, the countryside burned completely, the peach trees withered and withered, the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the ears were filled with the sound of rain again.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"Mother's ......"

Gong Wanran took out a white brocade handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Zheng Dan. Zheng Dan took the Jinpa, and the moment his fingers touched, his heart churned with infinite sentimentality.

After a long time, Zheng Dan asked: "Sir, there is only half a month left before the deadline for buying Chen Guo, but now there is no sign, does Mr. have any plans this time?" ”

"Thank you for your concern, I have a plan for the future."

"Buy Chen Guo? How is this kind of thing possible. Although he is very talented and very popular, how can he accomplish such an unheard of thing? Mr. should know that if he can't buy Chen Guo in the end, he will lose his head! ”

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Zheng Dan bit his lip lightly, frowned, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Sir, don't be reckless, escape from Wu Kingdom!" I'm leaving with my husband! ”

My heart was pounding, my eyes couldn't take my eyes off, but I still didn't get a response.

"Sir! Wouldn't it be nice to have me with you?! ”

Gong Wanran sighed and shook his head slightly.

"Mother, although it sounds impossible to buy a country, I can do it. And there are always things in this world that you and I can never do. ”

After hearing this, her face withered, the smoke and rain between her eyebrows, her lips opened slightly, and a wry smile appeared, she stretched out her jade hand, wanting to touch Gong Yanran's face for the first and last time.

"Mother."

The hand froze in mid-air, and then hung down weakly.

Zheng Dan got up slowly, turned his back to Gong Wanran and said, "Sir, I hope I can see you again." ”

The ring pavilion is long, and the beauty is silently gone.

The rainy season is endless, and from then on, the ends of the world are on both sides.