Hengxiao City is located in a dense mountain forest, surrounded by overlapping long cypress forests. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info When the spring breeze blows slightly in April, the green vines in the forest sway like flowing dark green jade. The heart of the river is in the water, the bamboo is born on the shore, the bamboo side is a stone, there is a door building next to the stone, the book "Hengxiao Hedu" is written, and it can be seen vaguely in the night.

Through the flickering two rows of torches, the magnificent fireworks signal and the signal in my hand overlapped in the sky, and then burst out of the brilliant fireworks. When he got closer, Kong Lifei, who was waiting for the horse in the middle, stood tall and solemn and wore a snow-white rabbit fur brocade white cloak, with a silver and white handover on it, covered with silver silk soft armor, and his expression was vaguely expectant.

When I walked in with a carriage behind me, Kong Lifei immediately saw me, the original lazy and tired look suddenly had a spirit and a little joy, he drove the horse to me, I was as clear as when I was in the dark whistle martial arts school, when his horse approached, he pulled the saddle with one hand, pulled his hand with the other, and flew straight behind him, the two laughed, and rode forward together.

The group of people behind him waited to see him, and then followed him to the pavilion post in Hengxiao City.

I was anxious to see Qin Qing and the child, and I was anxious to discuss a reason with Huang Chun, so I immediately asked Kong Lifei, "You don't have to rest here, go back to Pengcheng directly." ”

Kong Lifei turned his face sideways and glanced at me, but he only sighed, "If I am the master, I will arrange it for you like this, but there is still a master waiting for you in the pavilion." ”

I was faintly startled, so I was silent.

Outside the door of the post house, you can see the lights shining in the distance, showing that it is completely different from usual, and you can faintly hear the voices of people, although it is already late at night, it is still illuminated by torches as bright as day, and Kong Li flew off his horse, and walked slowly along the wet gravel road that was beaten by the sea fog at night, and in front of him stood Qin Qiong and other generals, together with Prince Rui, who had black eyebrows and blue hair, and a white beard.

Obviously, it was not only Prince Rui's people who came to greet him today. He already has the intention of uncovering the mask of this Mr. "Jingjinshui", lest the world will not know.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but clench my fists in my sleeves.

When they got closer, Prince Suirui's guards had already said loudly, "Congratulations to Mr. Jing on his return." ”

Then the generals should poke their weapons and halberds on the ground with a fierce sound, which can be heard in the night sky, and the sound of welcome is endless.

And I had no turning back from the time Huang Chun took out the Xinyue secret spy mark heart goggles, so I had to take three steps and two steps forward, clasped my fists and saluted, and took out the peace letter from my underwear, bowed to Prince Rui and said, "The last general Fu Yannian has completed his mission, please take a look." ”

The lieutenant beside Prince Rui trotted all the way down, pulled the letter out of my hand, and handed it to Prince Rui. He picked it up, tore off the offset print, opened it, took out the letterhead inside and read it, frowned slightly, then sighed again, and said, "So, it's okay, please Mr. Jing—no, General Fu will rest in the pavilion for a day, and this king needs to discuss this matter with his father, so he will not be here to accompany him." The general can rest here with General Kong all the way and then make the return trip. ”

After all, they didn't look at me, and the people got on their horses in a hurry, only to see a white dress and white armor, in the light of torches and lamps and candles hanging like tassels, and gradually drifting away, if it did not drip or leak, silently, into the deep night.

Kong Lifei and I looked at each other speechlessly, but we just let each other into the post house, and the smell of wine prepared for Prince Rui and the smell of sandalwood wafting from the burnout furnace in the hall of the post house were still lingering.

The more than ten generals who entered the hall seemed to have sent off the Buddha, and they were no longer restrained with each other, just sitting or inside, laughing around a round table with pear wood carvings and marbles.

Kong Lifei let me into one of the four identical screens on the east and west sides of the hall, but I saw that there were several mountain stone bonsai on the side of the window lattice, the hanging piano was in the line, and several pots of ancient plum were still in Turui, adding a bit of Jiangnan elegance to this exquisite room.

I only threw away the items at my side, and leaned back on the soft couch, leaning loosely and dozing off as if I had unlocked it.

Kong Lifei picked up a silver kettle on the table, opened the lid and smelled it, and sighed, "It's really good wine, it should be something that Prince Rui is willing to take out," he said, put down the silver kettle, looked around at the small room, and said, "Such a fragrance is also stained with Prince Rui's blessing, you and I will settle here today, and we will sleep until three poles tomorrow, and then it is not too late to rush back to Pengcheng." ”

I was already a little dazed on the couch, and I heard him say this, but said, "No, Ming'er has to get up early, I have to go back early to see Qin Qing and the child." When did you follow Prince Rui? Does Loel know? How's going on with you and Luo'er? ”

Kong Lifei sat down on the crystal cups and plates beside the table, and in front of him were five or six blue and white porcelain plates with shredded chicken bamboo shoots, ham wontons, pot collapsed deer breast, elephant eye steamed buns, and a few bright Western-style cakes. He carried a silver pot and poured a cup into an unused cup, picked up a piece of cake by himself, and only said to me, "It's okay, Qin Qing and the child are very good, it's a girl, and the old general Qin has already given it a name, called 'Fu Yingyou'." Then his face was gloomy, and he smiled bitterly at himself, "I'm afraid there is no hope, General Xiong is afraid that there is another noble son-in-law, where am I an opponent?" ”

I just untied my robe and threw it on the couch, and I also went up to taste the food, in this post house, there can still be such a dish, it is not bad, but I am not here, I only tasted it and lifted the wine jug, and returned to the couch, and said, "How did it come to this?" What does Lo'er mean by herself? ”

Kong Lifei saw that I had taken the wine jug, while showing a childlike smile, and on the other hand, he couldn't hide the haggard feeling in it, so he only pursed his lips, looked at the table, and used two chopsticks to dial the dishes around, and sighed, "If Luo'er can do this by himself, where can there be so many words." ”

As he spoke, he also threw away his chopsticks, walked straight to the other side of the couch, kicked the shoes under his feet, revealing only the white cotton socks with elastic ink edges, and took the silver armor on his body, sighed long, and stopped talking again.

I was a little surprised, but when I saw that he did not speak, I could not say more, but opened the latticework of the hut, and the moonlight and the gentle wind drifted in. Outside the window, the long pillar of light is overlapped with jade, the shadow is sufficient, mysterious and safe, the curtain on the window lattice is rolled up, and the bamboo strip pattern obliquely beats on the bamboo curtain when the bamboo curtain is worn between the light and shadow.

I looked at the silver wine jug in my hand, facing the moonlight is very clear and shiny, the cursive "green cloud" painted on it is the style of Dong Qichang's calligraphy, although it is not as free as the real thing, but also has eight or nine successes.

After smacking the wine jug a few times, he lay down with the moon, lying on the old man's couch under the window lattice, and in a short time, he gave birth to a little wine, as if floating to another world. It is soft and soft, fluttering like a fairy, and the stretch and softness of falling asleep seep out of the three hundred and sixty pores of the body, and the bone marrow seems to be numb.

"Huang Chun lives in Prince Jing's mansion." Suddenly, Kong Lifei's voice drifted into my ears and pulled me back to the ground.

"Oh? Why? Half-asleep, half-awake, I asked with a twitch of my lips.

"Prince Jing is in a big line, the lord ordered Prince Jing to take the title, and Huang Chun was named the young master of the prince and served and stayed in the palace."

I saw that there were still guards and soldiers on duty under the window lattice, and Kong Lifei was not clear about the reasons for the various reprimands, so it was inconvenient to say more, so I only said, "Unexpectedly, it will become a permanent secret once it is gone, and I will never see Prince Jing again." ”

"Yes, it has been like this since ancient times, and it is easy to die with wisdom, and it is not long to live." When Kong Lifei said these two sentences, he felt that there was something inappropriate, and he said something again.

I thought about it and thought about it, but I still didn't know what to say, and I was tired and overwhelmed by the wine, so I fell into a dream more and more.

Kong Lifei also seemed to be dressed tightly, and the sound on the couch gradually rose.

On the second day, we boarded the ship as soon as we were waiting for us, and followed the boat down the river to Pengcheng, which only took one day's work.

All kinds of official and commercial ships along the way, painted boats, are all hung with white linen, and the sunlight is sprinkled on both sides of the mountains and rivers from a distance, printing a kind of sad ending. The towering ancient pines and the willows that have newly drawn branches are also hung with white flags, when it is really the same sorrow of the mountains and rivers, for a time, the white rolls of white silk and white satin are afraid that they will be "Luoyang paper expensive".

When I arrived at the house, the red sunset on the horizon was only a line, the sky was dark and unclear, the warm wind blew the grass that was green on the side of the street, the distant mountains outside the Yimen contained smoke and green, two big white lanterns and a path of white juan were wrapped around the plaque at the head of the mud gold door, when the lamp was held, under the porch outside the house, several small people holding Changxuan hung the white lanterns with white wax on all sides, and hung it high under the eaves of the corridor again. Outside the door, the two stone lions also have white silk flowers hanging around their necks, swinging in the wind.

The house is vaguely sent by Zi Xiao, such as the phoenix wing version of the song "Farewell My Concubine", with the nongben sentimentality and rural tune of the Jiangnan water town, and the tragic feeling is blown out of the meaning of three points of sadness, which makes people can't help but add a little lovesickness.

I heard a somewhat unfamiliar female voice faintly singing, "In the gale, the heart aches, the sky is full of clouds, and the sword is in hand... persuade the king to drink and listen to Yu songs, and relieve the king's depression and dancing. Ying Qin has no way to break the country, and the heroes are fighting in all directions. Since ancient times, as the saying goes, don't deceive me, success or failure rises and falls in a moment, laughing and talking. ”

Another voice sang, "Hongchen is guilty of all his own debts, why bother to leave scars?" Arrears to each other, three lives are not exchanged, and the nine songs are ......"

I secretly looked at Kong Lifei, and frowned unintentionally, after all, during the national funeral, it was a magnificent and fierce music, and it was not good to sound in the house.

Kong Lifei's face was as usual, and he was very knowledgeable and interesting, as if he couldn't hear it.

A group of girls and little girls at the gate of the mansion have already come out, but they are all white clothes, white robes, white shirts, and ink-colored boots, and they don't distinguish between men and women for a while.

"Let's go and have dinner together." I said to Kong Lifei.

"It's so easy for you to come back, I won't join in the fun today, and I'll come to your house tomorrow with my baggage." Kong Lifei waved his hand, and his face was tired.

When I saw this, I couldn't force me to stay, so I just said, "Then I will sit more when I come another day." ”

When the servants saw me walk up the steps, they greeted me with joy. Cui Mo also greeted the door, wearing a moon-colored double-collared gown, a white skirt tied underneath, a round bun on his head, and two white silk flowers on each sideburn, and hurriedly said to the house, "The master is back." ”