Luo Shi shrugged up and trotted to open the courtyard door, and she complained as she lifted the fallen deadbolt:

"You can really hold your breath if you don't talk ruthlessly, now you can bear it, you can bear such a big table of food, it's amazing, there is no weakness anymore-"

Luo Shi chattered and pushed open the door, and when she saw the person standing outside the door, her voice gradually weakened, like a fish in her throat, and she couldn't hide her loss for a while:

"Jiangzhou?"

"Why, seeing that I am so disappointed?"

Jiangzhou was dressed in a handsome Confucian shirt, with a jade belt around his waist, simple and warm, he swept the situation in the courtyard in his spare eye, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, and said with a warm smile:

"Why is a person eating shabu-shabu in the courtyard? What about the pocket? ”

"Oh, he, recently a new dart master learned martial arts, followed to learn to be an executioner, and returned home very late."

Luo Shi smiled awkwardly, and still remembered Uncle Liang who didn't know where to hide, and didn't have any intention of entertaining Jiangzhou.

"Why don't you invite me in for some tea?"

Jiangzhou is very calm, lonely men and widows, but he doesn't know how to avoid suspicion.

Luo Shi hesitated for a moment, thinking about it, thinking that she had made it - when she was a member of the life committee of the Qionglin Hall before, it was all men, and she didn't see that she had the intention of avoiding suspicion, why did she come up with such a feudal idea at this time?

Patting his forehead, Luo Shi turned sideways and made a way:

"It's me who is scornful.,Please go inside.,It's a mess that hasn't been cleaned up.,Don't mind"

"It's okay, I'll just ask for a cup of tea, say a few words and leave"

Jiang Zhou walked into the small courtyard, looked up at the begonia tree behind the eaves, and thought thoughtfully...... When she saw another pair of unused chopsticks and a pear wood carved chair on the round table, she knew that she was waiting for guests.

But obviously, this person is not him.

Luo Shi extinguished the charcoal sparks in the shabu boiler with tongs, invited Jiang Zhou to sit at the stone table at the other end of the courtyard, she went to the kitchen to carry a pot of boiling water, set out the tea tray, and began to cook tea and wash the cup.

"The tea I have here is not as good as yours, I know you don't like to eat melon slices, only this flavor of Tieguanyin is still good"

Break open the tea cake, astringent hand-cooked tea, after a while, the tea fragrance is lingering, the fragrance is overflowing, and the strong hot pot smell in the courtyard is washed away little by little.

Flush the second lamp before serving it to the guest.

Jiangzhou warm cup in his hand, with a faint smile, he stared at Luo for a long time, but he couldn't swallow the words in his throat.

"What's wrong? Do you also have times when you are in trouble? ”

Radish raised his sleeves and poured tea, adding a cup to himself.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you" Jiangzhou's eyes were full of emotion, and he depicted parting lightly, looking forward to the return date,

Luo Shi paused for a moment, a little surprised: "So fast? Will I try next spring in March, and won't it be too late to go after the New Year? From Tongzhou to the capital, the hired carriage has arrived in half a month."

"There are too many people who come to say goodbye, and they want to go to the capital to avoid the limelight"

His eyes were calm, and Luo Shi couldn't tell if he was joking, and he was speechless for a while.

"No, it's not, that's why? When you go to the capital, won't there be a bunch of Wang Sun Guimen waiting to catch your son-in-law under the list? If you get into the jinshi, someone will tie you under the apricot list, and directly tie you to the courtyard of the deep house to get married, and the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, and everything is not running, so I ask you if you are afraid! ”

Jiang Zhou's eyes were full of smiles, and his voice was as clear as a chime: "Then what should I do?" It's better to get married early, marry a good wife, then there is no distraction, and if there is a matter of catching a son-in-law under the list, I will never be able to do such a negative thing as abandoning my wife and children."

Luo Shi felt that his logic was a little strange, and he said that he wanted to avoid the limelight for a while, and he would marry early for a while, why did it sound so much like a routine of flirting with girls?

"Heart to heart, love is deep, if you really like it, why not marry? But if it's to escape trouble, don't harm people's girls."

"A few days ago, you avoided Dongfang Inquiry's proposal, and it seems that you also said a sentence - this heart can be learned, this love is unswerving, and you are bound to make a lifelong agreement with me, is it also to avoid trouble?"

"W-This is different!"

"What's the difference?"

"I—I didn't ...... I was just...... I was just! Luo Shi's tongue was knotted, she actually bothered to explain this matter, she originally thought that with Jiangzhou's temperament, how could she take it seriously?

"If I say, 'I'm serious,' what would you do?"

“……”

Luo Shi looked at him in a daze, trying to find a trace of joke from his indifferent expression, but in his eyes, except for full of affection and determination, there was no hesitation or urgency!

That's when she began to panic:

"Jiangzhou ...... You ......"

"I'm joking with you"

Jiang Zhou saw the loosening of Luo Shi's expression, and a trace of gloom was fleeting, and then said: "Going to the capital early is for the Qionglin Society, I was invited to give a lecture in Cuiwei Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, for this matter, I need to enter Beijing early, and the matter of avoiding marriage is indeed a joke with you."

Luo Shi scolded him in embarrassment: "Who did you learn from, and you also scared me with a flamboyant tongue, if I believe it, how will I be friends in the future?" ”

With that, she raised her hand and pushed him on the shoulder, smiling and letting out a long sigh.

Jiang Zhou evoked a wry smile, but his eyes were filled with determination, he grabbed her frolicking wrist, and with a slight pull, he hugged the person in his arms-

Feeling the stiffness of the person in his arms, he said softly:

"It's okay not to be friends, after the title of the gold list, I, Jiang Yueyan, will definitely be hired in three books and six times, marry you, just for you, heart to heart, love is deep, the above is not a joke"

Letting go of his hand, he raised his hand and buttoned up the strands of hair that were scattered around her sideburns:

"I promised that I would treat each other with courtesy, and it was inconvenient to stay for a long time in the middle of the night, so you should rest early."

After that, the smile was gentle, the wide-sleeved long shirt, against the sultry moonlight, left a sparse shadow and clear light, and got up to leave.

With a squeak, the door opened and closed, and the courtyard was silent again.

Luo Shi closed his eyes and supported his forehead, buried his face in the palm of his hand, and only after a long time did he sigh, raised his head, patted his cheek, and said with relief:

"It's okay, maybe he's on a whim, and when she crosses back into the Winter Clothes Festival, everything will settle down......"

People say that the favored one has no fear, but why does she feel guilty?

Standing up with the table, she packed up the tea tray and walked towards the pantry, when she passed the round table, something suddenly appeared and made her stand still-

Staring at it for a long time, she felt sorrow in her heart.

The grate comb, wrapped in red thread, represented someone's attitude, and it also stinged her eyes.

*

A tea noodle shop on the outskirts of the city

Uncle Liang sat alone at the shabby square table, stretched out his foot, and kicked down a bunch of wine jars that he had emptied.

Here he met her for the first time.

For the sake of appetite, he became a minister under her skirt, soft grinding and hard bubbles, stalking, but when he even delivered his heart, he didn't remember at all.

"One more altar...... Wine! ”

He slammed the money bag on the table and yelled at the stall owner.

The stall owner is a farmer, the family heirloom tea noodle stall, earlier because of the hot and sour soup in line with the taste of Liang Shizi, he often came to eat, but then met a girl who sold spicy vegetables, he never came again, today I don't know what evil wind to smoke, most of the night to rely on the refusal to leave, almost to drink himself to death.

The stall owner trembled and held the wine jar and whispered: "Lord Shizi, this is the last altar, there is no more, the wind is so strong, it must rain at night, you better go back quickly"

Uncle Liang turned a deaf ear at night, he slapped his palm, and opened the sealing mud on the wine jar-

He didn't use a bowl, he carried the mouth of the altar with one hand, and poured it into his mouth, half of it was drunk, and half of it was sprinkled on his clothes, and the placket was already soaked, and his whole body was full of the smell of wine.

Recalling that day, he went around the ghost gate, opened his eyes, and was already in the General's Mansion in Beijing Town, and the first sentence he said was only the word "Luo Shi".

The mother immediately slapped her hard, and the words of caution were still in her ears.

"As a member of the Liang family, born to die, the fate of life is to defend the battlefield, die in battle, have long children, and have a short of heroic breath, your affection is affectionate, in addition to adding an extra weakness to the enemy, what are the benefits of the country and family? If you call the delicate work in front of the two armies, as the commander-in-chief, will you lead the army to surrender or sacrifice your wife? Loyalty and filial piety are still difficult to achieve, let alone the love of the wind and the moon! ”

"If you say it for a long time, let your love be knotted, especially how many years? If you sacrifice your life for the country, she will be widowed early, and you and her children are also the same fate! Let me ask you, even if she is willing to guard the Liangmen alone, willing to plant generals and ministers for her children with her own hands, and suffer the pain of your heart and bones, she is not afraid, are you useless! ”

His mother's words were heartbreaking, and he broke his liver and intestines, but he couldn't find a single refutation.

Compared with fate, his feelings and his love have become his most important poison.

He compromised, as long as he looked at her from afar, protected her, guarded her, even if he didn't show up for the rest of his life, he was willing.

As long as he lived, he kept her for one day.

In the past, he only knew how to defend the frontier for the country, but now, he is willing to build the Great Wall with his flesh and blood to protect the world Yan Ran, and also to protect her life from the smoke of war and the suffering of blood.

Heroic and righteous, he deceived himself into going to Tongzhou again, even if he missed her like crazy, he couldn't help but see her...... But when the sour scholar hugged her, the jealousy and anger in his bones made his forbearance fail.

Leaving the grate comb that he cherished and fled, he didn't know how to solve it except for getting drunk here and sleeping in a big dream!

A fire burned in his throat, and his head was dizzy, and the world was spinning.

Shaking the empty wine jar, a roar burst out of his throat, and he slammed the jar to the ground, crackling and shattering to the ground—he staggered to the edge of the table and stood up, swayed three steps, and walked in the direction of Taohuadu.

Uncle Liang came out of the tea shed at night, and raindrops the size of beans fell.

In a moment's time, it had converged into a downpour, which washed the red dust and earth, the rain curtain was white, splashing the mud, and the spontaneous sadness made him smile bitterly.

He didn't want to bear his fate anymore, so he walked alone, so he simply collapsed on the muddy ground, letting the rain lap on his face, and the dense sting pain extinguished his only remaining unwillingness.

……

One shade was obscured, the rain stopped falling, his eyelids jumped, and his confused eyes opened—

He saw a sixty-four bone oil paper fan, and he saw people who thought about it day and night, and were haunted by their dreams.

Pale thin lips murmured, he closed his eyes and murmured silently:

"Why don't you let me go? It's you in the dream, and you're drunk too, what should I do...... Ross, what should I do? ”