Autumn is late, and the frost is cold. One slow and two fast bangs - knock...... Knock, knock came from the deep mountain pond alley, and then the tone of the husband dragged out - "safe and sound".

At this moment, the night has been three watches, and the jade rope is low.

The most prosperous Suzaku Street in Shengjing is already brightly lit, and there are only a few supper stalls, and there are still steaming xiaolongbao and other kinds of food in a drawer, and when the lid is opened, there is green smoke, full of fireworks in the world.

The incense mist is thin and the smoke penetrates the green curtain, and at this moment, the sheng song in the drunken moon building is tactful. Outside the building, the stars are sparse and the water is printed, and the candles and curtains are painted at the head of the building. Outside the curtain, the waning moon of the warbler, and the slender boudoir inside the curtain, as exquisite.

On the third floor, Lu Weizhen explained to the two of them, and also gave Cui Kongling what he wanted. After getting the guarantee of the little marquis, the goal was achieved.

He thought about tomorrow's Jiaowei Feast, of course he was not afraid, he had always seen a move. But Xie Yuzhi wanted to go to this banquet for him, the metabolizer.

Xie Yuzhi is young, and he usually only likes to read books in the backyard. The young man's temperament is not sophisticated, he does not know that people's hearts are unpredictable and he is not good at socializing. Therefore, he still has to go back to Xie's house tonight.

It's been a bit of a delay, but he probably hasn't slept yet. Bidding farewell to Cui Kongling and Zhao Sinian, Lu Weizhen came out of Zuiyue Building, and the carriage was waiting in Baihuajing Lane.

He thought about it for a while, and first turned to the supper stall in the alley on the other side. Looking at the snacks on the stall, thinking that Duanmu Xihua was as big as Xie Yuzhi, he liked to pull him to eat these the most.

Pearl pink dumplings, duck neck in sauce, braised pig's trotters, smoked phoenix feet...... He picked out a few of each, then wrapped them in oiled paper and prepared to take them back to his nephew.

Seeing that he was generous, the boss also took the initiative to add a piece of fried biscuits with golden brown sides and a crispy taste. Lu Weizhen did not refuse, and accepted it from the goodness.

The middle-aged man's posture was a little fat, and his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together when he smiled.

"Childe, I set up a stall here every day. If you like it, come back often. ”

"Hmm."

He nodded slightly, and walked to the other side of Baihuajing Alley. The parked carriage was too low-key compared to Cui Kongling's gorgeous and extraordinary.

The curtain is made of crow blue fabric, which is small in size and not very decorative.

He dodged into the carriage.

"Go to Xie's house and enter through the back door."

The coachman should come down and run with his horse.

There was still some distance between the Xie family, and the carriage stopped under an osmanthus tree in Wuyi Lane. Lu Weizhen put away the mask and hid it in his sleeve.

He stood in front of the hanging flower door in the backyard and took out the red rope tied around his neck. There is a bone whistle hanging at the tail end, the whistle body is exquisitely made, uneven to the touch, carved with Bai Ze totem.

Lu Weizhen put it to his lips and blew a few times, sounding like a lost lark.

After a while, the sound of rustling footsteps approached, and then the chains pulled and flipped and snapped to break free from the shackles.

A crack opened in the door, and the little guy in an indigo robe poked his head out. He first looked around and made sure that there was no problem before opening the door completely, leaning over the white-clothed young man in front of him.

"Master."

"Hmm."

The lack of moon hangs the dredging tree, and the clear spring reflects the lonely pine. Lu Weizhen followed behind the little maid and walked all the way back to his residence along the path in the backyard - Fufeng Pavilion.

The young man changed his clothes and dismantled his hair crown in the house. No sooner had he done all this than an attendant knocked on the door outside.

"Enter."

He was still the young man in the indigo robe before, and he carried an ebony tray with a cloisonné enamel crane pattern on it, and a white porcelain plate with all kinds of incense pieces.

Lu Weizhen lifted the lid of the incense burner, added a few taels of Suhe incense to it, then covered it, took it and held it in his hand.

The candle is bright and fragrant, and the embroidered curtain hangs. Under the light of the fire, the young man's face is like jade, and his temperament is free of edges and corners, light and round.

He turned back into Xie Jiusi in a wheelchair, sick and warm.

"There's nothing going on here, you go and rest, I'll go see Yu Zhi."

"Yes, master."

The little guy responded, but his hands were on the ends of the wheelchair. He pushed the young man across the cobblestone path until he reached the lighted courtyard in front of him, Xie Yuzhi's residence, before letting go and retreating.

Xie Yuzhi's pure thinking residence is very pure. From the outside of the courtyard, there is a cool tile house, a one-color terrazzo brick wall, and a clear tile flower block.

Walking into the courtyard, there is not a single flower or tree. I saw the phoenix tail and the dragon. Surrounded by green bamboo.

Xie Yuzhi said to himself - "I love those few bamboos, there is a curved fence hidden, and I feel more quiet than other places." ”

There are many exotic grasses growing on both sides, such as chrysanthemum, purple rug, and green wattle...... They are all circled by a garden.

or some of them lead vines, or some of them lead vines, or they are like emerald ribbons fluttering, or they are like dansha...... The varieties are different, delicate and simple. The wonder lies in the flavor and aroma, which is not comparable to the floral fragrance.

The atrium is open and the stone-paved path is unobstructed. Xie Jiusi pushed the wheelchair all the way, walked into the verandah, and stopped at the door of the house.

On the winding corridor of the steps, the bamboo shadows are uneven, and the moss is mottled.

In front of the embroidered curtain lamp, under the green window and the moon, the young man holds a book and reads.

Xie Jiusi watched quietly for a while, not knowing where his thoughts were being pulled.

"Yu Zhi."

"Uncle?"

The young man opened the door and looked at the young man in white in a wheelchair in front of him, with a shy smile on his face.

"Uncle, why haven't you slept so late?"

"Seeing that you haven't slept, I'll send you some supper."

He shook the oiled paper bag in his hand, revealing a little burnt yellow phoenix claw skin. The young man's eyes lit up, Xie Jiusi smiled, and his tone was full of the love of the elders.

"Let's go, let's go in."

Xie Yuzhi pushed him into the house, and the two sat opposite each other in the soft collapse of the main hall. On the table there is a volume of strategy, a cup of bitter tea, and the smell alone is enough to make people retreat.

Xie Jiusi has always known that his nephew does not envy fame and fortune, does not admire beauty, and his mind is focused on reading. But the layout of this room is really a little plain.

There is no one-color play, and there is an earthen bottle on the bookcase, in which there are several chrysanthemums. Only a green gauze curtain hung from the bed, and the mattress was very simple.

"Reading is a good thing, but you also need to pay attention to your body."

The young man took the oil-paper bag he handed him and set it aside, his smile was innocent.

"Uncle, I want the ZTE Xie family. I want to ......" The rest of the words were swallowed in his stomach and not spoken, but from Xie Yuzhi's eyes that lit a cluster of fire, Xie Jiusi understood what he meant.

He wanted justice.

"It's easy to think, but it's hard to do. If you want to fly, you can really fly. ”

"Uncle, I can take a falcon. Its wings belong to me, so the sky it flies over is the sky I fly. ”

Xie Jiusi stared slightly, and Xie Yuzhi also looked at him. The self in each other's eyes, the appearance of the seven-point likeness.

"Well, do you know how to falconry?"

The boy shook his head, his tone still firm.

"I'll learn, where there's a will, there's a way."

"I'll tell you."

The young man's eyes are mild.

Many people did not persevere in the process of falconry, many people did not survive because the means were too drastic, and many people lost to the eagle in their hands.

For seven days the eagle is not allowed to sleep, and it is placed on a thick rope or stick that hangs horizontally in the air, and this hanging rope is pulled back and forth so that the eagle cannot stand still and sleep.

For days and nights, the eagle would be so distraught that it would fall to the ground with extreme fatigue. This is called "boiling eagles" and is the first stage.

In this process, not only the eagle, but you can also not sleep. The leather whip in the hand, the salt water should be at the right time and grasp the proportion.

After that, you can give it some tea, but you can't feed it. After about half a month, when the eagle was so hungry that it had only skin and bones and no energy at all, it was gradually domesticated.

Many people, often at this stage, fail.

Either you can't hold it anymore and simply give up. Either the heat is too much and the eagle is dead. But that's not enough.

Full eagles do not hunt, the main thing is feeding.

Like the never-ending desires of the human heart, hunger is the key to motivating the falcon to obey you and keep hunting.

What you need to build through feeding is the relationship of trust between you and the eagle.

"To get a good eagle, you have to be patient."

Xie Yuzhi listened, staring and thinking from time to time. After Xie Jiusi finished speaking, he seemed to be still thinking about something.

After a moment of silence, the boy got up. The candle flame swung its tail and swayed on his still immature face.

"Thank you Uncle for your teachings, I wrote it down."

"Go to bed early, don't you have to go to the banquet tomorrow."

"Uncle too, spring is approaching, and my nephew still has many questions I want to ask uncle."

Xie Jiusi smiled slightly, Xie Yuzhi has this heart and such tenacity, that's good. He originally wanted to protect the young man for a lifetime, but how could the golden scales be a thing in the pool.

"If there is any problem, the gentleman who taught you the lesson will solve the problem for you."

"Uncle ......"

The young man was a little stunned, he thought that all the things Xie Jiusi did tonight showed that he had a heart-to-heart relationship with him, and he must be willing to teach himself, right, how to ......

"Sir gave you poetry and books, and taught you to distinguish between right and wrong. The stone is like jade, and the pine is like green, which is the way of a gentleman. You shouldn't ask me these questions. ”

Slightly disappointed, he lowered his eyes and hummed. A hint of banter flashed in the young man's eyes as he continued.

"But, Uncle can be with you Bodhi Eye and teach you to be like a mirror. Things will be taken care of, and they will not be welcomed. What do you think? ”

"Uncle."

The little star, three or five in the east, the young man's eyes immediately burst into fireworks. He smiled so much that his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he could take up half of the carmine.

"Rest early."

Xie Jiusi finally explained and pushed the wheelchair away.

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the end of the courtyard, the young man's black eyes, which were as pure as water, gathered up a cloud of mist, and even the temperament of the whole person became unfathomable.

Xie Jiusi is too smart, he can teach people to see the intelligence at a glance. Love is deep and longevity, and wisdom will hurt. In the process of negotiating with people, even if he is not calculating, he will unconsciously retreat because of the oppression of momentum.

Xie Yuzhi is stupid and naïve, everyone thinks so. Compared with Xie Jiusi, it would be much easier to be friends with him.

There is no need to worry about being calculated, and naturally there is no need to worry about gains and losses. But is that really the case?

"Fusu."

Xie Yuzhi is only a year old, but he has such an old-fashioned tone, just like the murmur of an elder to a child. If someone who was familiar with him saw this scene, he would definitely think that he had not woken up yet.

At this time, in the backyard of the Nan'an Palace, Duanmu Xihua untied the colorful silk tied to the rubber skin. Dancing in mid-air at night, the light of the ridge enters, and the yard is not afraid even if the lights are not on.

She stared at the flying fireflies for a moment, then walked gently back to her room.

This night, inside and outside the palace, there were many people who couldn't sleep. Asking for something is different, and everyone wants to grab something.

On the occasion of Chongyang, Qingwu Anjun returned to Beijing and held a Jiaowei He banquet in Wei Mansion. It is scheduled to be on the seventh day of the ninth month of Yuande, and invite all the gentlemen to enjoy the autumn chrysanthemum and meet each other.

Although it was Shenshi (three o'clock in the afternoon) to hold a banquet, early in the morning, the sun had just appeared, and the Wei Mansion opened the door.

There were long tables set up on the left and right of the door, and there were commanders sitting with pens. There are a row of small maids and maids standing on both sides, all of which are delicate and peugeot, which guide the guests to go to the backyard to enjoy the chrysanthemums first.

Before the hour (nine o'clock in the morning), many people came one after another in front of the door, and many carriages of nobles were parked.

Duanmu Xi Hua got up in the morning and only used a thin plate of osmanthus tea cakes and a pot of Poria paste. Kiyono pulled her to pick out jewelry and clothes, she has always been indispensable.

Whatever the girl said, she nodded blindly, and even a little drowsy.

Qingye's skills are good, and nothing has always been difficult for her, but she is slightly worried at the moment.

She first fainted with lead powder, and the girl had a fair complexion, so she only needed to sweep a thin layer. Then he applied rouge to both sides of her cheeks, which was also a glimpse of the light, and finally picked rose cream to moisten her lips.

But this eyebrows ......

"The county lord's eyebrows are well shaped, I don't know how to draw them."

It's too heavy to add a stroke, and too light to paint a stroke.

When Duanmu Xihua heard this, he opened his eyes and looked at himself in the diamond glass.

The upset is placed obliquely on one side, and a hibiscus flower on the right side is the step of the mountain theme, and there are hanging beads, and the laurel branches are embellished. On the left is a delicate cicada jade bead, and the next cloud-foot pearl tendrils hairpin.

A girl in her teenage years is the age of beauty. She is usually very slack, but fortunately, she can get by with her skin, so she doesn't need to bother too much to clean up.

At this moment, I put on my makeup seriously, and I should take care of it again, and I became a different look, and I couldn't help but have some charming thoughts in my heart.

But the first person she thought of turned out to be Lu Weizhen, shaking her head, she was really crazy. Probably because he gave these hair accessories, it is not surprising that she explained herself like this.

She smiled, and the people in the mirror laughed too. The willow eyebrows are slightly raised, the color is light and light, and the transverse waves are flowing, charming and delicate.

She thought about it, picked up the snail and outlined it carefully, making the curvature of the entire eyebrow softer. This charm fades away, and it becomes a little more delicate.

"Let's go."

King Nan'an was already waiting outside the door, and when he saw her, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes. Then he nodded, pointed to the carriage over there, and was helped up by the little servant.

Duanmu Yuhua should get off and get into another carriage with Kiyono. After walking for a while, she woke up from sleep, and she realized it later.

The clothes on this body are also those sent by Lu Weizhen yesterday, a dark silk purple silk skirt and an emerald brocade feather satin cloak.

Look at what you wear on your head and what you wear on your body...... She began to reflect on when she became so familiar with Lu Weizhen.