Chapter Seventy-Seven: Where Are the Faces of Man?
Twilight Sihe, far and near is not clear a little starlight and lights scattered on the plaque of "Fu Xiangguofu" and a pair of cute stone lions at the door, sprinkled with a drop of shadow of the starlight of the day, with the cold and quiet away from the city, penetrating into the hearts of people, and there is a slight open chill in the pores of the body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
In a column of guards waiting at the door, Li Ji's figure was faintly revealed, and the sound of the iron spring in the courtyard and the silk and bamboo in the cave was faintly recognizable, with a cold atmosphere.
I dismounted, untied my things, and tied the horse to the tethered pier outside the door, and after a while, Li Ji saw that it was me, so he did not pass it on as usual, and led me into the house as if he were his own family.
The moonlight quadrangle, such as the huge dissolved mist color gauze cover, will be the four compartments of the Xiangfu superimposed is the two-compartment construction, the corridor echoes each other, the Buddha is connected by the pool to take advantage of the more intense, the beautiful scenery of the Elysium painted on the screen and the door, the beam, the fang, the corner door, the fine carving of the treasure flower, the curly grass, the beads and other flowers and dense leaves are still as if the first time to see the time scene, the pattern is full and flowing, lifelike, just like a night of wind can destroy it.
I sighed, and looked at the corridor that was now quiet and a little bleak, only the silk of bamboo whimpering, between the nine curves, but there was no longer Xing Qiuyan's warm smiling face and the courteous Zhang Luo, and my heart was full of mixed feelings, but I could still clearly recognize the sincere sadness.
I used to think that I disdained women like Xing Qiuyan, and what I didn't like the most when I grew up in the army was vulgar and luxurious, but there was no elegant taste that I couldn't understand, only piling up some nets of desire and money on my body, doing things and watching people cook, but I was scheming, and I loved to show my face and be a long-sleeved woman who was good at dancing.
Now that I think about it, it's just because I was too young back then, and I easily marked others with a stereotype. In my twenties, and in all my life experiences, the loveliness of women is either simple, weak, splendid, and naughty, such as my late mother, or even if Ling Sifu, so that we do not have the girlish breath of men, like a clear spring sinking in their own world, but they are constantly and weakly decorated with poetry and painting, which makes people pity, always so attached, and feel pitiful and lovely; Either tenacious, intelligent, independent, tall, strong, beautiful, straightforward, such as Qin Qing, standing there, there is a kind of outer rigidity and inner softness, thousands of years of immortal agarwood poplar temperament, with behavior for life as a commentary, not vines and branches, with a noble and obvious attitude to life that can not be blasphemed, love and hate are so rich, straight to indulge people in the meantime, people admire, can't stop.
But in fact, everyone is a complex polyhedron, and what we often see is only the level at which the other party gets along with themselves, but we don't know that for others, maybe she is far from the same?
If you lose Xing Qiuyan's Prime Minister's Mansion, this is still that Prime Minister's Mansion, but it is not that Prime Minister's Mansion at all.
The engraving reads, "Sit for a while, eat a lamp of your own things." "The foyer of the couplet seems to have a faint layer of dust in front of me. It seems to be separated by a faint layer of the world.
The Elysium flowers are so well painted, so vivid, presumably Xing Qiuyan, who has returned to Elysium, will also get the beauty of eternal life, right? Or is she still there, still concerned about her husband and children, still insisting on her ideal of recovering the country, and still surging with passion and obsession like that?
Fu Shuang's little hand came over to pull me, and the sound of "Brother Yannian" pulled me back from my thoughts and memories.
I looked down at Fu Shuang, although it was only a few years, the growth of children is always very fast.
Fu Shuang's face already has the edges and corners of an adolescent boy, compared to Fu Yu, who is more like Fu Shao, elegant and quiet, soft and shy, Fu Shuang is more like his mother Xing Qiuyan, from temperament to appearance. He likes to be lively, and he is obsessed with martial arts, he is Qin Qing's loyal little follower, and he also likes to run to my mansion, so he naturally crossed his brother and ran out to greet me first.
I took his hand and walked to the inner room, Fu Yu was already smiling and greeting over there, just because I was used to seeing the military attaché's attire, I didn't feel anything, now comparing Fu Shuang and Fu Yu at hand, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fu Shuang did not wear ordinary clothes, but specially brought the scarf on his head with the amount of money worn by the military commander and the captain, and the scarf was wrapped in a ruler silk according to the system, and the silk was decorated at the back, and the end of it was tied down, and the decoration was tied with two eastern pearls on it, and the brilliance was tied with purple gold silk. The small cross-collared robe on the body exposes the neck with a white collar, the white gauze robe is open in two slits, the body is decorated with colorful woven gold cloud shoulders, and the knee Lanyun flying fish python pattern is embroidered, and the narrow arrow sleeves are also embroidered with silk threads of the same color, with the black blue trimmed cloud head boots under the feet, which are neatly matched.
"Who gave you this whole body?" I couldn't help but squat down, picked up his little face and asked with a smile.
Who knew that when the child reached puberty, he felt that he was a young man, and pushed my hand away, looking like he was growing up and not moving my resistance, but he still held his face high and said proudly, "I asked my sister-in-law what she wanted." ”
"Aren't you hot at home dressed up on this hot day?" As I asked, I wondered when Qin Qing cared about these things and would make such a dress for him.
"It's hot, but your quiet girl is only a little baby, and she is dressed up all over, and she is equipped with a Luo Wei Kendo wooden sword, so I am naturally more majestic than her."
After listening to him, I wanted to laugh, and said in my heart, yes, it was about the old general Qin who asked Ling Sifu to make those general-style clothes for Youyou, and when he saw it, he also made a set, which is also good-looking. So he didn't say much, just looked over there with a smile, Fu Yu, who was three years older than Fu Shuang, and asked with a smile: "What about your father?" ”
"In the afternoon, I went on an errand with the two uncles of the Ministry of Officials and the Law Department, and came back to drink and blow the flute, my father was too strong to drink, so he got drunk first, and went back to the room to rest, and the two uncles were still playing songs under the moon." Fu Yu replied very calmly, Yingying's face and indifferent expression were very similar to his father.
I got up, touched Fu Shuang's head, and said, "In this way, that Shuang'er will lead my brother to see your father." ”
Fu Shuang raised his head and Fu Yu glanced at each other, Fu Yu nodded at him, Fu Shuang made a "please" gesture on the little adult's hand, and led the way to the inner courtyard behind.
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Wang Geng and Qin Qing had finished eating crabs and watching the lanterns, perhaps because they drank two more glasses of wine, Qin Qing's cheeks flew out a little red cloud, and brought it away on his cheeks, like a piece of peach petals that fell unintentionally in spring.
Wang Geng watched from the side, he couldn't help frowning slightly, as if he was smiling, there was a trace of stunned affection between his eyebrows, but he still called a carriage and asked Qin Qingdao: "Let's go to Zhu Yinghong together, many of us who grew up together are gathering at his place today." I wonder if General Fu will allow you to play with us heartily? ”
Qin Qing smiled heartily, that smile was like a spike of lanterns, accompanied by a blurry drunken shadow, cut into a brilliant past, fluttering past Wang Geng's heart. But listening to her still rational voice, she said softly like a thousand suns: "You kid don't need to provoke me, I am Hedong Jun, Fu Yannian's kung fu, but I can't control me, but I don't go back to take care of Youyou'er for one night, but I miss it tightly." Maybe I don't want to go back today, so it's better to find another place to have fun. ”
After speaking, he gently waved the horsewhip in his hand, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and put a little bit of the glass blue fur boots of the gilded treasure new, and the whole person was as light as a touch of smoke, and jumped into the carriage, Fang turned his face and looked at Wang Geng with a smile like water, and said mischievously: "You are not here yet, when the time comes, you will go to our horse master Zhu Yinghong, Princess Yaoyue will be troubled by us until midnight." ”
Wang Geng also smiled and jumped into the carriage, the coachman in front of him gently whipped up, and the carriage moved steadily on the street. He drank the wine, he was a little more presumptuous, and his face looked even more stunning, with a posture of captivating the country and the city, but he looked at Qin Qing like that, and there was no sound in all directions, and he only vaguely heard the sound of the carriage rolling through the tightly knit bluestone brick floor, and the four bells falling into the horns of the wind with the wind tinkling and jingling, and a faint mellow fragrance of cinnamon.
Qin Qing is not a man of many words, he only pulled out a soft sword with a luminous wooden hilt, took down an oblique Dongzhu hairpin from Wang Geng's purple gold crown, and used the luminous wooden sword handle to take a photo between the two phases, the snow in the carriage was bright, and the light was faint in the night sky in the lonely carriage.
Wang Geng's heart moved slightly, and after a long time, he suddenly asked, "Maybe it's presumptuous, but what's wrong with you coming out of the palace today?" ”
Qin Qing didn't answer, he was only stunned for a while, but he heard Wang Geng continue: "Don't dream of the silver note, dense and concentric, judge the Yiren as the person in the dream, draw a picture in a long direction, and call the truth in the early night." Do you like Huang Chun? I see you come out of him, just lost your soul. Or, did Prince Ning ask him to bring anything to you? ”
Qin Qing listened to this misunderstanding and became more and more unable to listen to it, and Huali jumped towards the level of nonsensical gossip, so he had to tell the truth: "What are you thinking, is Fu Yannian at Huang Chun's place, Huang Chun's design made me listen to Fu Yannian's thoughts, I am a little confused, where is the soul lost?" ”
Wang Geng deliberately said those things in order to let her tell the truth to herself, and now she saw that she had succeeded, so she didn't make a half-believing look, and wanted to talk to her again, and said, "Look, tsk, you see that you are lying, losing your soul is losing your soul, but you have deceived yourself in the past and I twisted those words." Even if you have other feelings, will I still tell others? ”
Qin Qing was squeezed by him with words to say no, not to say it, and there was nothing to say when he thought about it, so he glared at him and slowly explained the situation to him in a simplified way.