Ji Rumo heard the sound and walked over, and saw Zhang Yue half-leaning on the chair, the neckline of his clothes was slightly open, his hands were dancing, his eyes flashed, revealing an elegant and warm smile, he walked up to Zhang Yue,

"Little Wu, are your injuries better?"

"It's been fine for a long time, I was weak and weak before, and the doctor said that I was hungry, and I was fine when I had a full stomach. Rumo, I've been looking for you for the past two days. ”

"Looking for me?" Rumo was stunned.

"Yes, I want to thank you in person, you saved me!"

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, you have your own natural appearance, even if there is no me that day, others will find you." Rumo's eyes were not shocked.

Zhang Yue said excitedly, "By the way, the case is solved, I have time to accompany you to Wuling Mountain this time, I can take you to catch fish in the spring, catch hares in the forest, the hare I roasted is delicious, and you can also go to see the Jade Dome Peak to watch the sunrise, it is very beautiful..."

Rumo's eyes lit up, flickered a few times, and finally dimmed,

"Little Five—"

Rumo interrupted Zhang Yue's gushing description.

"Huh?"

"I'm going to leave the academy with Ah Jing tomorrow and return to Beijing." Rumo said calmly.

Zhang Yue was taken aback, "Back to Beijing?!" She was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. Rumo has only been in the academy for a few days to ask for words, and he has returned to Beijing so soon. That's right! Asking for words?

"Rumo, leave so soon, my master hasn't given you an inscription yet, I said before, I'll help you ask the master for an inscription." Zhang Yue's eyes flickered.

"Mr. Huanchu has finished inscribed on me," he said, gesturing to the wooden box.

Yes? The master actually inscribed it to him, with the temper of the master, how could it be? What's going on?

"Oh, that's, that's good, I didn't help you in the end..."

Rumo looked at Zhang Yue's remorseful appearance, let out a long breath, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly,

"Little Wu, from a certain point of view, you can be regarded as helping me."

"Huh?! I-help you. Zhang Yue didn't understand, and was about to ask.

Yuan Mo came in from outside the courtyard, walked between the two, and said to Zhang Yue,

"Little Wu, the master said that Ji Gongzi will leave the academy tomorrow, let's feast Ji Gongzi on his behalf tonight, I have instructed the kitchen to cook a few good dishes, since Ji Gongzi lives in Lize Xuan, let's set a table here for you."

Zhang Yue hurriedly said, "Okay, good! ”

Rumo owed slightly, and said to Yuan Mo, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

"Eh, don't thank me, it's the teacher who wants to feast you, I didn't think so."

Zhang Yue glanced at him, this Yuan Mo was really scathing.

Rumo didn't care and laughed it off.

At dinnertime, in the courtyard of Lize Xuan, there was a table of people, Senior Brother Lu did not come, several of his big disciples participated, before Rumo studied in the academy for a few days, gentle and elegant, humble and polite, the academy disciples have a good impression of him, so today's banquet, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and they all saluted Rumo wine, Rumo did not refuse, but only took a sip of each toaster, neither rude, nor drank more.

Zhang Yue took advantage of everyone's toast and asked Yuan Mo beside him, "Do you know about the master's inscription on Rumo?" ”

"Yes. I listened to Chenfeng, the scholar next to the master. On an ancient painting that Ji Rumo carried, he inscribed a few lines of poetry to congratulate his birthday. ”

"How did the master's attitude change? Didn't you say that you wouldn't promise to give a gift before? ”

"I don't know the specifics, but Morrowind overheard, and the master seemed to be saying that he was still in love with that Ji Rumo."

"Returning the favor?!" Zhang Yue was already puzzled, this would be even more confused, when did the master owe Rumo a favor. Zhang Yue was confused, and the group of teachers and nephews gathered around one by one to toast her. Yuan Mo is arrogant, and his nephews don't dare to toast him, except for Yuan Mo today, Zhang Yue has a high seniority, and the results are all concentrated in her.

Zhang Yue's amount of alcohol was already shallow, and he drank too much unconsciously. It was late at night, and the disciples at the table gradually took their leave. There are only Zhang Yue, Rumo, Yuan Mo, A Jing, and Xiaotong left.

Zhang Yue staggered to his feet, his steps were a little vain, Rumo seemed to have drunk a lot, but his eyes were still very bright, and his breath was steady and free. Zhang Yue stepped forward and pulled Rumo's sleeve, and muttered, "Rumo, you will leave tomorrow, and I will cook you a pot of my specialty tea for you to taste." After saying that, he stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

Rumo grabbed Zhang Yue's body, "Xiao Wu, you're drunk, don't work hard, let's go back and rest early." ”

"No, you'll leave tomorrow, let me tell you that in addition to Senior Brother Dongyang, I am the best at cooking tea in the whole academy, and Master likes to drink my tea the most. Yuan Mo usually begs me, but I don't cook for him, Xiaotong, go get a tea set,"

Yuan Mo listened to it and glared at Zhang Yue angrily several times.

Xiaotong and the junior disciples removed the banquet, brought Zhang Yue's tea set and put it on the stone table in the courtyard, Zhang Yue took out the tea leaves from the bedroom, skillfully cooked the tea leaves, and when the water was boiled to eighty percent, she added a spoonful of dried osmanthus that she had dried by herself this year, and the fragrance of osmanthus mixed with tea diffused came out, and the whole yard was filled with a refreshing fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

After the tea was cooked, Zhang Yue picked up the teapot and divided the tea in a few teacups, and there were words on his lips, "This is Han Xin's soldiers, this is called Guan Gong patrolling the city, this is called touring the mountains and waters..."

During the whole process, Rumo's bright eyes stared at Zhang Yue's every move. She placed the divided tea on the stone table, and took out her treasured hometown specialty golden silk jujube from the room and put it on a small plate.

Yuan Mo exclaimed, "Zhang Xiaowu, you still have a golden silk jujube, last time you asked for it, didn't you say that you finished eating?" ”

Zhang Yue ignored Yuan Mo and said to Rumo, "Rumo, you can taste the tea I cooked, drink this tea, it is best to match this little jujube!" ”

Rumo picked up a cup of tea, sniffed it first, then took a sip, then picked up a small jujube, put it in his mouth, and chewed it leisurely.

Zhang Yue asked anxiously, "How is it?" ”

Rumo raised his head and savored for a moment, his eyes shining through a look of appreciation,

"It's very delicious, this osmanthus tea and golden silk jujube complement each other together, the tea relieves the greasy jujube, and the jujube adds the fragrance of tea. What a rarity! ”

"Uh-huh, that's it!" Zhang Yue heard Rumo's praise, and his heart was happy.

Yuan Mo was not polite next to him, grabbed a handful of jujubes, threw them in his mouth and chewed them, and took another cup of tea and drank it in a big gulp. Xiaotong and Ah Jing also came to taste tea and eat jujubes.

Xiaotong drank several cups in a row, "Hey, young master, I haven't drunk the osmanthus oolong you cooked for a long time, although it is very delicious this time, but it is not the same taste as the one you brewed last time?" ”

Zhang Yue put down the teacup in his hand, pointed to Xiaotong and said, "Xiaotong, this tea tasting meeting is the fate of 'one period and one meeting', how can you drink the same taste of tea." ”

Rumo asked curiously, "Little Wu, what is the fate of 'one period and one meeting'." ”

Zhang Yue leaned back on the chair, picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, and said as if he was drunk, "The taste of the tea we taste will be restricted by many factors such as the different moods of the people who cook the tea, the different water use, and the different heat, resulting in even the same kind of tea will not drink the exact same tea taste at two times." It is called 'one period and one meeting', Buddhism often says that impermanence, life is the same, and every moment cannot be repeated. Just as it is impossible to cook the same taste of tea, we must cherish every moment of opportunity and give all our efforts to the only possible meeting in our lives. If you ignore everything in front of you because of indifference, it will be a deeper regret than passing by. The same is true of parental affection, the same is true of friends, and even more so is the love of men and women. ”

When Zhang Yue said this, Rumo's eyes lit up like discovering pearls, and he looked at her intently. After she finished speaking, he took a sip of tea and muttered to himself, "One period and one meeting?" ”

Yuan Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhang Yue's words,

"Xiao Wu, you rarely speak so seriously, but it's the first time I've heard you talk about Zen."

"I also saw it in a tea cooking book written by a Fuso man in the Library Pavilion, did you realize that I am very talented?"

Yuan Mo glanced at Zhang Yue, and the courtyard was suddenly quiet, and everyone was silent, as if recalling Zhang Yue's words just now, and a faint sorrow spread in the courtyard.

Zhang Yue regretted a little in his heart, what nonsense he said, embarrassed the scene, and quickly regretted it, "Alas, tonight is really fun, there is good wine and tea, and it is almost beautiful, if Senior Brother Dongyang is here, we will have a blessing in our ears, and his guqin skills are known as the best in the world." ”

Ah Jing next to him interjected, "What is the best in the world, our son-in-law's piano skills can be called unparalleled in the world..."

Rumo slightly reprimanded Ah Jing, "Ah Jing! Talkative. ”

Zhang Yue's eyes lit up, Rumo can also play the guqin, "Rumo, you can also play the guqin, the scene is so good tonight, can you play a section to help the fun?" My brother happens to have a guqin there. ”

"This...."

Xiaotong and A Jing also persuaded Rumo to play the guqin. Only Yuan Mo did not express his opinion next to him, and drank tea by himself.

"Then let's be ugly." Rumo readily agreed.

Zhang Yue happily asked Xiaotong to take out the guqin of Senior Brother Dongyang, Rumo took the guqin, sat on the ground, first stroked the strings a few times, and a few crisp sounds came, Rumo sighed, "Good piano!" ”

Subsequently, the fingers played dexterously on the piano, and a pleasant sound came, Zhang Yue didn't know what kind of song he was playing, but he thought it was very good.

Yuan Mo, who was next to Zhang Yue, heard this tune, raised his eyebrows and blurted out, "Phoenix Dance for Nine Days!" When Rumo heard Yuan Mo's words, she glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. Yuan Mo's gaze at Rumo was profound, thinking about something.

When everyone listened to it in a daze, the music stopped abruptly, and the dark night sky returned to tranquility.

Everyone woke up from their intoxication, Zhang Yue was the first to clap his hands, and the others also applauded again and again, and even Yuan Mo clapped his hands a few times sparsely, and said, "Reluctantly." ”