With Feng Bozhong present, Sima Guansheng was inconvenient to say more, she smiled awkwardly, just as a deaf ear. kept picking vegetables for Mrs. Ling, and drank with her head bored.

Seeing this, Feng Bozhong hurriedly went to the stove to get a pot of hot wine, walked in front of Sima Guansheng, snatched the wine glass in her hand, covered the wine in the wine glass, refilled it with hot wine, and then handed it to Sima Guansheng.

"Miss massive, it's just that the weather is cold, the woman is weak, and the cold wine hurts her body, this is the rice wine cooked by Xiaosheng herself, Miss drinks it while it's hot. Bo Zhong is rude, and I hope Miss won't be surprised. With that, he bowed his hand and returned to his seat.

Sima Guansheng held the warm wine glass, showed an embarrassed smile, and nodded slightly in response.

When Mrs. Ling saw this picture, she naturally praised Feng Bozhong again.

Although Sima Guansheng was born in the family of the eunuch, and Sima Qu is also a scholar, it is the first time she has seen a person as formal as Feng Bozhong. She suddenly felt ashamed of herself, a dignified seven-foot man can do this, but she is a woman in the boudoir, but she is not a cent.

If such a person really lives together, it must really be a lifetime of respect for each other.

She felt creepy when she thought about it, this was not the life she wanted, and she couldn't help but shake her head in fright.

Ay! It's still better for me to be Arabic, playful and slightly humble.

Feng Bozhong saw Sima Guansheng shaking his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and asked, "Miss, are you not used to drinking?" ”

"No, it's very good, the fragrance is mellow, the mouth is full of fragrance after the entrance, it warms the stomach and warms the body, and Guan Sheng Xie Gongzi gives wine."

"If Miss likes it, tomorrow Xiaosheng will send someone to send some to the house."

Sima Guansheng was about to refuse, but was picked up by Mrs. Ling, "Very good, there is no need to send someone." Isn't your mother coming tomorrow? You will take rice wine with you, you and Sheng'er want to be old, you have a common language, and you will accompany her well for your wife. lest the master talk to your mother and Sheng'er will be bored. ”

"Bo Zhong will do his best and live up to his wife's trust."

At this point, Sima Guansheng had understood Old Madam Ling's intentions. But the old man is so beautiful, how can she find a justifiable reason to refuse.

Thirty-six strategies, go for the best policy.

Anyway, Cui's mother is no longer in Yongzhou, and she has been with Mrs. Ling for so long, which can be regarded as dedicated. The coming day is long, and she will take time to come back later, she has to hurry up and go back to Luoyang to find Cui's mother.

"Grandmother, don't bother your son. Guan Sheng has been delayed for so long, it's time to go back to Luoyang, and Guan Sheng plans to leave for Luoyang tomorrow. Sima Wansheng said with a smile.

When Old Madam Ling heard this, the smile on her face stopped abruptly, and she hurriedly grabbed her jade hand and said urgently, "You have to leave so soon?" Stay a little longer, and your grandmother won't want you to go. ”

"Grandmother, the future is long, and Guan Sheng will take more time to come back to accompany you in the future."

The sorrow of parting replaced the joy of reunion, and the atmosphere inside the ship became somewhat oppressive.

"Even if I leave, I have to wait until I see the county lord and settle the things that should be agreed upon before leaving. Otherwise, my grandmother will drag this crippled body with you. Old Madam Ling said as if she was playing tricks.

Sima Guansheng has a good plan, and Mrs. Ling also has a ladder over the wall.

She wanted to persuade, "Grandmother, Yongzhou is thousands of miles away from Luoyang, and the road is bumpy. Guan Sheng really didn't dare to be so unfilial and let his grandmother suffer such a big crime for Guan Sheng. ”

When Old Madam Ling heard this, her expression softened slightly, and she said with a smile: "Did that Sheng'er promise to stay a little longer?" ”

"Grandmother, the matter of Guan Sheng, let's go back to the house and discuss it, don't disturb the son Xie Shi." Sima Guansheng squeezed out a sweet smile and glanced at Feng Bozhong in the opposite seat.

Old Madam Ling glanced at Feng Bozhong, who was not smiling, as if she had suddenly realized, and nodded her head busily, without saying more.

Sima Guansheng breathed a sigh of relief, continued to eat, drink and laugh together, and responded to Feng Bozhong's questions from time to time.

Halfway through the banquet, a woman in a white gauze skirt carried a Yaoqin inside, bowed and bowed, and then walked to the side, putting Yaoqin on the table. The slender and slender stroked the strings and whispered, "I wonder if a few distinguished guests have any repertoire they want to hear?" ”

When Feng Bozhong heard this, he asked the Ling family and his wife with a smile, "Teacher, this is one of the best pianists in the city, and I am specially invited to help the teacher today." I don't know if the teacher and the teacher have any repertoire you want to hear? ”

Old Lady Ling was about to speak, but Old Lady Ling replied quickly: "One of the best pianists? It's a coincidence, my Sheng'er is also good at stroking the piano. If Bo Zhong is not afraid of polluting her ears, I will let her give it a try? ”

"Miss is really a good blue heart, presumably she is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It is Bo Zhong's luck to be able to listen to the young lady touching the qin, and Bo Zhong listens to it. Feng Bozhong's face was full of joy, and he couldn't wait.

Old Madam Ling gave Sima Guansheng a look and motioned her to do so.

"Grandmother ......" she seemed to be reluctant.

"Go ahead! The old clam also knows that spitting pearls adds beauty to people, let alone people! You don't have to hide it too much, otherwise how will others understand you. Old Madam Ling patted her jade hand.

That's it, just play it! Who made him his grandfather's protégé! Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha. Besides, I could never do anything to disobey my grandmother and grandfather.

She let out a reluctant "oh" and got up and walked to the desk, and the woman stepped aside in a playful manner.

She sat down on the cushion behind the desk, stretched out her white jade hand, and gently plucked the strings. The pleasant sound flew out of the strings like smoke and reached everyone's ears.

The sound of the piano is exciting, euphemistic and beautiful, which makes everyone very intoxicated. Sometimes soothing like flowing water, sometimes sharp like a waterfall, sometimes crisp like a pearl falling on a jade plate.

Feng Bozhong was intoxicated, surprised, and admired.

As soon as the song was played, he immediately applauded and was full of praise. He only understood today what it means to "linger for three days", and at this moment, he is experiencing it for himself, and the aftertaste is endless.

Sima Wansheng smiled in return and returned to the table and sat down.

Eating and drinking, time always flies quickly, and soon it is "the end of the song and the people are scattered". The wind outside the ship was blowing more and more wantonly, and a new moon had climbed up to the roof, as if there was quietly watching the night scene under the whole world.

"The students really want to talk with the teacher all night, but unfortunately there is no feast in the world, and now it is late, and the students dare not delay the teacher's rest time. The student toasts the teacher again, and the night is windy, and after drinking this cup, the student sends the teacher home. Feng Bozhong raised the jade cup and said freely.

He didn't mean to chase away customers, but he was worried about Old Lady Ling's body from the bottom of his heart.

Old lady Ling raised her glass and drank it all, and said with a smile: "It's not okay if you don't admit to being old, if you drink a few more cups, you will feel weak." ”

"The teacher is in his prime, but the student is speechless." Feng Bozhong felt that what he said was inappropriate, so he hurriedly apologized.

Old Lady Ling stretched out his hand to clasp his hands, and the other hand beckoned him to come closer, and when he got closer, Old Lady Ling said in a low voice: "Bo Zhong, if you can become a family, this wine and talk about it will be easy." ”

Old Lady Ling seemed to be a little drunk, and her cheeks flushed. Laugh heartily.

Sima Guansheng and Old Madam Ling were also just watching from the sidelines, and they didn't squeak because of Old Madam Ling's abnormal behavior.

Feng Bozhong's face was full of doubts, as if he was puzzled.

Before he could understand the meaning, Old Lady Ling continued to ask, "Bo Zhong, when do you plan to leave for Luoyang?" ”

"The sooner the Holy Ones are summoned, the better. Tomorrow, after waiting for my mother to say goodbye to my mother, I will leave for Luoyang the day after tomorrow. ”

"The Holy One is young, and he needs someone who can share his worries." After that, he summoned a maid waiting beside him, took a long square box from her hand, and took out a millipen from the box, "The old man can't think of anything good to give you, the gold and silver jewelry are insulting, and the brocade clothes are even more inappropriate, so I finally thought of this pen." This pen is used by the old man to participate in the palace examination, following the old man for more than 30 years, is now given to you, I wish you a prosperous career, life is as smooth as the clouds. ”

Feng Bozhong was flattered, and hurriedly took it with both hands, holding it in his hands, as if he had received a treasure, "Thank you for the generous gift." ”

"Alright, it's really time to go back. Madame, Sheng'er, let's go home. With that, he staggered to his feet.

Feng Bozhong stepped forward to help him out of the boat and walked to the shore. When he was leaving, he didn't forget to say, "Bo Zhong, don't forget what the old man said, the old man is still waiting to drink and talk with you under the same roof." Alright, you can go back too! Our carriage was just outside the fence and didn't have to be sent far. ”

With that, he broke free of Feng Bozhong's hand and swayed forward. The accompanying manservant hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the group walked in the direction of the carriage.

Feng Bozhong watched them go away before turning around and leaving. On the way back to the house, he had been pondering Old Lady Ling's words, but he didn't dare to make bold guesses.

Back home, he told his mother about it.

When his mother Liu Yuwan heard this, she asked with a smile: "Bo Zhong, how old is Miss Ling Jiabiao?" ”

"It's the year of peace."

"How's it looking? What is the nature of the heart? ”

"He looks like a celestial person, speaks softly, knows books and etiquette, and his smile is just right. Moreover, he also has a good hand of the piano, which is much better than the first-class luthier in the city. Feng Bozhong introduced Sima Guansheng like a few treasures.

Liu Yuwan listened to it and said with a smile: "Wu'er rest early, recuperate your spirits, and accompany me to Lingfu tomorrow." ”

"My mother is really like a god, and my mother also let me go with me."

Liu Yuwan smiled but did not speak, and waved his hand to signal him to hurry down and rest.

On the way back to Lingfu, Sima Guansheng mentioned the matter of returning to Luoyang again, "Grandmother, there is going to be a spring song in Luoyang City, and Guansheng must rush back." The tone bordered on pleading.

"This kind of gathering happens every year, and if you can't catch up this year, you can go again next year. Moreover, there are also in Yongzhou City, if you really want to participate, then your grandmother will accompany you. ”

"This time is different, this time it is given by the Holy Lord, co-organized by twelve princes and thirty-six vassal kings. If you are absent, what will outsiders say? ”

She relied on the memories of her previous life to calculate this party as a pretext for returning to Luoyang.

"That's it!" Old Madam Ling was obviously shaken.

"Let's go back! But the day after tomorrow, not tomorrow. Old Lady Ling took over.

Sima Guansheng pondered for a moment and readily agreed.