Chapter Thirty-Six: Osan Remembers Good Friends
"Childe, rest assured, the reason why Gongzi Guo Quan chose me yesterday is precisely because I am familiar with the topography of Beijing, and I dare not say anything else, in the entire Kyoto, except for the inner city of the imperial palace, there is really no place that I Yang Zhen has not set foot in."
Yang Zhen said this, with a rare confident smile on his face.
"That's great!"
"Gongwei, it's not a secret, in fact, I wanted to go to the Jinmingchi to see the martial arts, but I didn't know the route, so I have been trapped in this Bogu Building, and I can't witness the grand occasion in Beijing with my own eyes."
Listening to Yang Zhen's familiarity with the routes in central Beijing, Lin Ling immediately became excited, after all, he was not a local, and although in terms of the topography of central Beijing, Guo Er might know a little more in detail.
But Guo Er is a restaurant guy after all, and he may know a lot about the gonzo in Beijing, but for the path guidance, it is too one-sided.
At this point, it is relatively smooth to remember the guys, after all, the guests come to buy furniture, and the guys in the shop are responsible for escorting them to the home.
"Is Childe going to participate in the martial arts?"
Hearing Lin Ling say this, Yang Zhen was taken aback, but looking at Lin Ling's seemingly weak figure, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of beautiful scenery Lin Ling would be when he came to power.
"No, Gongwei, you misunderstood, I just want to go and see, I just have nothing to do, I might as well go and observe it."
Lin Ling said this, he had already walked down the hall slowly, smiled at Yang Zhen, raised his hand and walked towards Guo Quan's room.
Since he is a little guy, he must have the ability to act as a little guy, and at this time, Yang Zhen had already finished dressing up, and hurriedly followed after watching Lin Ling leave.
With a creak, the door was easily pushed open by Lin Ling, and I saw Zhang Lun carrying a bowl of ginseng soup and about to go out, and happened to have a photo with Lin Ling.
"I still wonder, there is no wind and waves on this floor, why did the door suddenly open by itself, it turned out to be Lin Gongzi is here, please come in, my son-in-law is nagging the name of Gongzi early this morning."
"What else do you say that you don't know how to come to visit him at such a close distance, so that he is disappointed or something."
Obviously, Zhang Lun is a little broken-mouthed, and this has nothing to do with age, but because Zhang Lun's heart is very lively and optimistic, and he is full of cleverness, which may be one of the reasons why Guo Quan chose him.
Lin Ling knew Guo Quan's temper and knew that if Guo Quan really told Zhang Lun like this, then there would be no problem, so he asked softly: "Zhang Lun, has your son-in-law woken up?" ”
"When I returned to my son, I woke up once when it was just dawn, but when I saw that the sky was still unclear, I put my clothes together and lay down again, and now I am asleep."
Zhang Lun said so truthfully, and the whole person stood aside very respectfully, which was originally a very kind picture, but he was still holding the ginseng soup with both hands, coupled with this smile that seemed to freeze frame, it set off his whole person very funny.
"Well, you're busy with you, don't worry about me, I'll go in and take a look at Pinzhi."
Looking at Zhang Lun's appearance, Lin Ling smiled at him knowingly, and walked into the back room with a step.
Watching Lin Ling walk away, Zhang Lun breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and smiled at Yang Zhen who was staying aside, and saw Yang Zhen nodding, so he went downstairs with ginseng soup.
Guo Quan's room is similar to Lin Ling's, there is nothing special, if you have to say that it is different, that is, the middle position between the couch and the dressing room is opened, and a few cases are specially placed, and a pot of mountain stone pine bonsai is placed on the case.
Directly above the bonsai, there is a landscape painting hanging, painting the strange rhyme of the mountain stones, the cry of the spring, a small stream around the mountain stream, is flowing from the foot of the mountain by a thatched house, but at this time, there are three or two ducks across the river.
On the stone bridge, there are three scholars who look like children, walking on the ancient road full of spring with cages on their backs, chasing each other and playing with each other.
In general, the style of this statement is not high, and in terms of attainment, it can only be regarded as average, but Lin Ling was fascinated by it, and even his eyes with his back to Yang Zhen were filled with fog.
Yang Zhen, who was standing at the door at this time, looked at Lin Ling, who was stunned, and was stunned, but when he glanced at the vertical painting, he immediately understood, closed the door and retreated very interestingly.
"I can't imagine that you still have it with you..."
Lin Ling's eyes stared at the picture in a daze, as if he was talking to himself, but in fact, Lin Ling knew that Guo Quan had been awake all the time, and these words were said by Guo Quan, who was pretending to be asleep.
"Wushan is far away, and the spring of Meihao is late, and I don't know where the road is, so I am afraid that the spring thunder will return. Xianghe, every time I think of your poems that day, I still feel excited, if the old Wu Quanxia knows, I want to come and laugh. ”
Of course Guo Quan understands what Lin Ling means, but compared to Lin Ling, who misses the old, Guo Quan can see it.
And the old Wu in Guo Quan's words, whose real name is Wu Shuo, was good with Lin Ling and Guo Quan when he was a child, but in the tenth year of Qingli, when the three of them detoured to Wushan to Baqiu to participate in the county examination, because of a sudden thunderstorm, the north is mostly rocky mud, and the foundation is not as solid as the mainland.
That is, after crossing the stone bridge in the painting, when passing through the hill in front, Lei Gong was furious, and the heavy rain poured down in just the blink of an eye, and Wu Shuo, who was walking at the very edge, was drowned in a torrent.
After Lin Ling and Guo Quan reacted, there was no trace of Wu Shuo on the plank road, no matter how Lin Ling and Guo Quan roared, except for the angry howl of the heavy rain smashing into the earth, there was no longer a second sound in heaven and earth.
And the poem that Guo Quan read silently just now was a limerick poem made by Lin Ling when the three of them walked to the stone bridge, seeing that the weather was gloomy, in order to urge the two of them to speed up their pace.
But he never thought that the world was unpredictable, Lin Ling's worries became a reality, and Lin Ling's poems also became the dividing point between the yin and yang of the three people.
"Old Wu... Alas, so much time has passed, but every time I see this painting, the scene of that year will be vivid, like a thorn in the throat. ”
Wu Shuo, as a childhood friend of the two, should occupy a very important place in the hearts of the two, but at this moment, Lin Ling recalled it like a spell, always tethering his nerves.
“... It seems that you still haven't come out of the shadow of the past, but... Xianghe, it's not your fault, if Old Wu Quanxia knows, I'm afraid..."
Seeing Lin Ling sad, Guo Quan wanted to be relieved, but before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Ling turn around with a smile on his face, and said to himself in a flat tone: "It's okay, it's just that I suddenly saw this painting and felt something." ”
"By the way, Pinzhi, the day after tomorrow is the day of the martial arts, today I am going to go to Jinmingchi, first, to familiarize myself with the path in the city, and secondly, to find a good place, so that I will not be crowded into the street by the crowd on the day of the martial arts."
Speaking of this, Lin Ling smiled, although there was a kind of bitterness that could not be concealed in the laughter, but it successfully diluted some sad emotions.
"Wuju? You really don't bother, to put it bluntly, martial arts is a group of big old people wrestling together, what's so good about this. ”
"Hmph... It's just that my injuries haven't healed today, otherwise as warm as today, I have to drag you to Xingshan. ”
Looking at Guo Quan's arrogant look, Lin Ling's heart warmed, thinking that Guo Quan had always been uninterested in military strategy, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't move easily this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so free.