I really don't know how much I drank yesterday.

Maybe it's too excited, or maybe it's because I don't get a drop of alcohol these days, and I don't know if my alcohol consumption has dropped. In short, there is a sense of fragmentation, as if it had just arrived in this era 700 years ago.

Then the memories of last night swept over like a tidal wave, accompanied by a headache that could not be stopped. Ye Yingwu gritted his teeth and barely opened his eyes. The gentle sunlight shone on the body with a hint of warmth, which was extremely comfortable, but it meant that it was not too early, otherwise the thin tent outside the bed could block it.

What did you say last night? Anyway, in my impression, Li Si and Bai Nutao are very excited, and they encounter the good scenery of the bright moon, everyone is drunk if they are not drunk, even if there is no singing and dancing vocal music, the three of them are already intoxicated by it, and even have the slightest taste of heroes cherishing each other. Later, Zhang Gui and Wang Da, the two people who would inevitably have to deal with Li Si and Bai Nutao in the future, were called over by Ye Yingwu, and the result was inexplicably evolved into Bai Nutao and Wang Da, two deputies, fighting for wine, and then several people who were even more inexplicable were involved.

Then・・・・・・ Ye Yingwu had a headache.

"Awake?" A soft voice came from beside him, "It's already three poles in the sun." ”

Su hand gently lifted the Luo tent, Qiqin sat on the edge of the bed, holding the sobering soup in the other hand, and was smiling at Ye Yingwu, who had a splitting headache: "When I came back last night, my husband was full of alcohol, but it really scared the concubine." ”

Ye Yingwu sat up with a wry smile, and let his own lady serve him spoonful by spoonful to drink the sobering soup, and the soft soup entered his throat, so that he felt that the constantly beating nerves had finally calmed down. Qiqin casually put down the soup bowl and gently rubbed the corners of her forehead for Ye Yingwu with her free hand. Feeling the gentleness and thoughtfulness of his own lady and the faint fragrance that spreads, Rao is Ye Yingwu was rolling in the pile of fat powder in his previous life and present life, and he couldn't help but be a little intoxicated.

After all, how can this beautiful person around him be comparable to those vulgar fans.

"Why didn't you call me in the morning, and said that I would send off last night's guest today." However, Ye Yingwu suddenly remembered that he had promised Li Si to send him off, and hurriedly couldn't help but say with some reproach.

However, Qiqin still replied softly as usual: "The two guests also left half an hour ago, and they probably drank a lot last night, knowing that the envoy was still sleeping, so he ordered not to disturb the envoy, but Lu Tongju had already gone to the dock for the envoy to see him off." ”

Hideo Lu? Ye Yingwu was stunned for a moment, and immediately put his mind at ease, these plans were all known to Lu Xiufu, and there was really nothing to doubt when he went to see him off. Now in the entire Tianwu Army, I am afraid that only Su Liuyi, the deputy commander of the Tianwu Army who has been soaking in the martial arts arena, does not know, but with Su Liuyi's loyal and honest character, it is inevitable that he will not be able to control his tone. In comparison, although Lu Xiufu and Xie Fangde are also loyal and righteous civil officials, when they think of the retreat of the Song court, they naturally do not hesitate to help cover it up.

"Yesterday the bell said that the husband fell asleep in the study, and the husband is really tired these days." Qiqin looked at the haggard on Ye Yingwu's face, and couldn't help but persuade, "It's better to rest in the back house for a day today, if your body collapses, even if there are many major events, it will be a waste." ”

Ye Yingwu sighed softly, but he didn't want to stay, but naturally lay back on the bed, and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm a little tired these days, and I don't have the energy to toss in the tired night, no wonder my Qin'er's appearance of a deep resentful woman seems to be really my husband's fault." ”

"Who said that!" Qiqin's cheeks were as red as fire, and she glanced at Ye Yingwu fiercely, and was about to get up, but unexpectedly, Ye Yingwu behind her suddenly stood up and hugged her waist, and the thick breath almost touched her earlobe.

"Husband, daytime!" Struggling slightly, Qiqin didn't want to disobey Ye Yingwu's intentions, so she could only lie down on the bed with him, but she still subconsciously wanted to refute.

It's just that Ye Yingwu is naturally deaf to this. The breeze is blowing, and the tent is slightly warm.

There was a faint sound of shouting outside, and the bell girl was clever, and she would disperse all the maids waiting outside the door, so that her thin-skinned lady would not be able to raise her head in front of these maids in the future. But listening to the slight voice, the bell still couldn't help but glance behind him, so that Jun is always so improper, and his own lady always follows him.

"Bells! Bell! Suddenly, the bell heard Ye Yingwu shouting loudly without an image, almost subconsciously letting those maids stay away, and then quickly came to the door, coughed lightly before saying:

"Lang Jun, what's the matter?"

In the backyard, originally "Lang Jun" was called Ye Yingwu by Qiqin, and everyone else called "Envoy Jun", but later Ye Yingwu still felt awkward, and in desperation, Qiqin could only go further and call "Husband", while other maids and women called "Lang Jun".

"Keep the door open, hot!" Ye Yingwu roared angrily.

The bell almost subconsciously looked back, but fortunately, those maids and women had been pushed far away, and they didn't hear it, and the bell opened the door with a smile at the moment, and he was really speechless for his own Lang Jun.

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The sky is high and cool, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The gurgling water carried a little coolness in the summer breeze, and Ye Yingwu was dressed in a gray linen robe, walking on the path in the backyard of Yefu. Although it was afternoon, there was a pond on the side of the path, so it wasn't too hot to be uncomfortable. Thanks to the fact that this is still a small ice age in geography at this time, otherwise Ye Yingwu, who grew up in an air-conditioned room, really doesn't know how to live.

The fresh air, the blue sky, the thick green leaves, seven hundred years ago, this era that has not been polluted by industry, reveals vitality and vitality everywhere, so that Ye Lingjun, who has stolen half a day of leisure and walks in the backyard of his home, is very comfortable.

The green hills are faint in the distance, and the weeping willows are clinging to them in the distance.

In an instant, Ye Yingwu had an urge to emulate the ancients and roar to the sky. However, at this moment, a soft voice came from behind the shadows of the trees, like the gurgling of water.

"Looking forward to the Nine Immortals of Malta. Bi Liantian. Evening clouds are idle. The high platform in the city is really transcendent. Don't make a hurry to disperse, tonight, Yue Chanjuan.

The creek gulls and herons are quietly fisted. Go Pian. Light a light cigarette. Personnel are bleak, looking back on his years. Don't forget to make the king laugh, under the weeping willows, in front of the dwarf locust. ”

Ye Yingwu was stunned, although this word was a little biased, but he also knew that it was Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi", and this voice was clearly Lu Wanyan, the little lady of the Lu family, but he didn't know why this gentle and lively girl opened her mouth but Su Shi said a word with a trace of desolation. Is it just looking at the weeping willows and dwarf locust in this courtyard and chanting casually?

Ye Yingwu subconsciously looked at it, not far away, the north gate of Xing** has been repaired, the towering city tower is really worthy of the "high platform on the city", and this clear sky, I am afraid that tonight it will inevitably be "Yue Chanjuan", and then look at the mandarin ducks and waterbirds coming and going in the pond, it is vaguely consistent with the taste of the word.

Could it be that this girl misses Zhenjiang's family? Thinking about it this way, she seems to have been here for more than a month, but it seems that she should really go back, otherwise there will definitely be people who claim to be "elegant and clear" who start chewing the root of their tongues.

A wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, Ye Yingwu waved his sleeves, and chanted in a mansheng voice: "Wu Shanshen, Chu Shanshen." The beauty of the empty valley is soft and watery, who knows this heart. ”

After Liu Ying's heavy appearance, Lu Wanyan was obviously stunned, she is also a smart person, not to mention that she loves this poetry and songs, how can she not understand the meaning of Ye Yingwu's words, she is a person from Zhenjiang Wudi, and this place should be Chudi.

However, Lu Wanyan still reluctantly calmed down and said lightly: "But the envoy? Make Jun's "The Mountain Grows Green", it seems that there is only Shang Rong. ”

""The Mountains Are Greening"?" Ye Yingwu looked at the graceful figure behind the willow bush and laughed softly, "However, I prefer to call it Sauvignon Blanc." The next rhyme is here, and listen to it, the wind is so, the cloud is so, the idle but sad words, the water reflects the willow locust forest. ”

Lu Wanyan couldn't hear what Ye Yingwu was in the second half of the day, and when the words "Sauvignon Blanc" came into her ears, this always optimistic little lady finally couldn't help but let her tears fall and flow like broken threads.

After reading this "Mountains Growing Green" or "Sauvignon Blanc" that he thought was good, Ye Yingwu closed his eyes for a moment with a little intoxication, but found that there was no answer from Lu Wanyan behind the willow tree, so he was surprised to bypass the Qianmo path in front, and the slender shadow was still standing there, but there were already two tear stains on his pretty face.

"But what's so sad?" Ye Yingwu was also a little surprised, he just laughed twice, and he thought he was still a very high-level joke, you must know that in his previous life, he would not open his mouth to chant poetry for a few money worshippers who met by chance, because even if they listened to it, they probably didn't know what they wanted to express.

Could it be that the girls of this era will think that they are being bullied when they hear poems that are hidden so deeply and are just a hint of laughter?

Slowly meeting Ye Yingwu's stunned gaze, Lu Wanyan shook his head slightly: "It makes Jun Mo blame the little woman for a momentary gaffe, but it only makes Jun's poems touch a little sad thing, so ・・・・・・"

Ye Yingwu knew that there were some things that he still didn't know, so he just nodded slowly: "By the way, I haven't seen you walk in the backyard on weekdays, and when you came here today, you just chanted poems to this willow dwarf locust tree?" ”

Avoiding Ye Yingwu's gaze, Lu Wanyan said softly: "The little woman has been here for too long, and there has been a letter from home urging her to go back, so the little woman plans to leave tomorrow, and she came here today to take one last look at the scenery here, touch the scene, and hope that the envoy will forgive me, these days for hospitality, the little woman still doesn't know how to thank the envoy." ”

"Leaving tomorrow?" Ye Yingwu looked at the suddenly extremely delicate girl in front of him in surprise, and suddenly understood why Qiqin kept wanting to speak and stopped, maybe Lu Wanyan didn't let her say it, so although Qiqin wanted to tell Ye Yingwu, she finally resisted this impulse, "In this case, let's go for a walk in this backyard first." ”

"Hmm." Lu Wanyan just hummed softly, the original smart temperament has been carefully hidden, and now what is revealed is the gentleness of the women who belong to the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River and the unique reserve of everyone's ladies. Of course, according to Ye Yingwu's words, it is the "hypocrisy" that has disappeared after 700 years.

The two of them walked side by side in the willow shadows with a little embarrassment. The small road is winding, and it really responds to the words "winding paths lead to seclusion". After maintaining a moment of silence, Ye Yingwu said softly: "The flowers and plants in front of the hall, but they are long gone?" ”

Lu Wanyan's delicate body trembled, the flowers and plants in front of the hall, do you mean herself? And that long departure is another name for the phoenix Suzaku, but at this time, it is used to refer to his departure, but it is an inexplicable sense of fit. Long separation, here and there, should it be eternal separation?

At that moment, she gritted her teeth slightly, and Lu Wanyan mustered up the courage to say slowly: "The east returns to the lonely goose, and it will eventually return to the west." ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Wanyan's face was already flushed, and she subconsciously took a step back.

Ye Yingwu glanced at Lu Wanyan deeply, and couldn't help but sigh softly, when did he become a love saint, he thought that it would be a long process to get this beautiful girl, but he didn't expect that this would force her mind out. Could it be that his aura is too strong? Is the temperament too attractive?

"Ahem." Ye Yingwu coughed helplessly, the two of them looked at each other awkwardly, and then quickly moved their staggered gazes away. Lu Wanyan reluctantly said: "I didn't expect that the envoy was also full of wealth, but he underestimated it before." ”

Nodding slowly, Ye Yingwu didn't say anything, he was originally interested in poetry and poetry when he was in college, or this should be the only way for him to escape from the hustle and bustle of the world and find a pure land. It's just that although I read a lot, I rarely write anything by myself, and I usually write it down only after I have a good hand.

I really didn't know where I was inspired just now, so I casually brought a copy of "Sauvignon Blanc", which is quite reasonable.

Realizing that he was obviously distracted now, Ye Yingwu hurriedly nodded slightly, and he didn't know that the two of them had passed through the deep path, and the front suddenly opened up, with warm sunlight sprinkled on his body, clear water and soft waves, and a nine-curved corridor.

Ye Yingwu suddenly turned around, looked at the delicate Ruyu who was close at hand, and laughed softly: "In the coming year, it will still be full of court." This is far away from the green mountains, take care. ”

It's still full of flowers. Lu Wanyan's heart trembled, and without hesitation, she met Ye Yingwu's fiery gaze, and then nodded solemnly. Whether it is a long departure or a temporary farewell, he is still the flowers and plants in front of the hall that this young envoy loves, and he will still bloom for him at a certain moment in his life.

Although there are many green mountains, there are still green waters, which are connected to each other. In an instant, Lu Wanyan suddenly stood on tiptoe, touched Ye Yingwu's face like a dragonfly, and immediately ran away, leaving only a distant shadow in Ye Yingwu's gaze.

Feeling the slightest coolness blown by the wind on his cheeks, Ye Yingwu did not blow it away, but stood quietly on the bank of the pond, standing in the warm breeze. The wind was gentle, but there was a faint sound of the piano, and then I saw the disappearing figure stop again and look back.

The shallow singing voice wafted along with the sound of the piano coming from the water pavilion.

"You live at the head of the Yangtze River, I live at the end of the Yangtze River・・・・・・" The person who sang was the reserved and gentle little lady of the Lu family just now, but at this time, from this singing, Ye Yingwu heard more than gentleness and reserve, but his familiar agility.

"This piano is really fueling the flames and sparing no effort." Ye Yingwu shifted his gaze to the water pavilion that was blocked by the Luo tent, in the entire Ye Mansion, there was only Qiqin that could play such a piano, and Ye Yingwu could only murmur and smile, "It seems that this morning was not ruthless enough." ”

Although the flowers and plants in front of the hall are long apart, there will be a day when they will meet. Ye Yingwu smiled heartily in the wind, chanted aloud, "Why don't you chant and walk slowly, a cloud of smoke and rain will be your life", turned around and walked into the path that she had just walked side by side with Lu Wanyan.

On the water pavilion not far away, the bell slightly lifted the bead curtain tent, looked at the figure that disappeared into the forest, and said softly: "Lady, Lang Jun is gone." ”

The sound of the piano gradually subsided, and Qiqin's originally solemn and calm pretty face finally bloomed with a smile, and even the bell felt like it was captured in an instant. This Lin'an Oiran gently stroked the strings and said with a light smile: "Although lovers have not become married, they have expressed their hearts to each other, so it is not a happy event." ”

The bell couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and while holding back the urge to make a face at his own lady, he secretly slandered the lady like this, be careful that Lang Jun changed his tricks to toss you tonight.