Chapter Forty-Nine: The Legend of the Nine Turns of the Exquisite Bottle
said that in Fanghua Garden, Wei Rongruo was having dinner with Feng Wushuang.
Hongying came in and whispered a few words in her ear.
A smile appeared on Wei Rongruo's face: "It should be so, it's very much in line with me!" ”
"Do you think I'm too insidious?" She asked Feng Wushuang.
Feng Wushuang shook his head: "If you are not insidious, I am afraid that you will be tricked at this time." ”
Wei Rongruo was overjoyed: he was not pedantic.
"After the play, let's go see the lights." Wei Rongruo got up from the table and said.
Feng Wushuang nodded: "Okay." ”
Wei Rongruo walked straight out, and Rue Xiang hurriedly took a cloak and chased after him.
Feng Wushuang shook his hand: "No." Don't worry, I'll take care of Ruo'er. ”
Rue Xiang had no choice but to go back.
The two of them headed towards the gate of the Guard's Mansion.
After walking a few steps, I saw Wei Qingyang and his party coming from the east.
Wei Rongruo saw Nangong Dance from afar. The two looked at each other and smiled, then hurriedly looked away.
"Your Highness is well." Wei Qingyang and his entourage all saluted Feng Wushuang.
Feng Wushuang raised his hand, and then he and Wei Rongruo disappeared from everyone's sight.
As soon as I walked to the gate of the Wei Mansion, there was already a delicate carriage waiting outside the door.
Feng Wushuang took a few steps to open the curtain of the car and waited for Wei Rongruo to get into the car.
Then he and Wei Rongruo sat side by side.
Wei Rongruo was a little unaccustomed.
In ancient times, the so-called men and women did not kiss each other.
This is a big no-no.
Wei Rongruo couldn't help but remember that he was drunk yesterday, and Lingyin sent him back to the Wei Mansion.
Later, when I heard Rue Xiang talk about it, Lingyin kept walking with the side of the carriage and did not enter the car.
At the moment, it is absolutely impossible to change to Feng Wushuang.
At this time, walking by the carriage was like the wind.
"Where do you want to see the lights?" Feng Wushuang asked softly, his eyes full of pampering.
"Wherever you go, go there." It doesn't matter if Wei Rong is really there.
Actually, it doesn't matter where you go to see the lights, what matters is who you go to see the lights.
When Feng Wushuang heard this, he let the carriage go to Tingfeng Tower.
Wei Rongruo closed his eyes slightly, and Feng Wushuang took Wei Rongruo onto his shoulder.
Let her rest on her shoulder.
The carriage walked slowly all the way, and Feng Wushuang was not in a hurry.
I don't know how long it took, but I heard the wind outside the car window: "Master, listening to the wind has arrived." ”
Wei Rongruo opened his eyes violently, lifted the sedan curtains and looked out.
But seeing the fire trees and silver flowers, BMW carved cars are full of incense.
It's a bustling area.
"Passing through the listening wind building, we will go to the Luoshui River. There is a jade belt bridge on the river.
"Take a boat on the river. Stretching for dozens of miles, the water is full of lights and shadows, which has a unique charm. ”
Feng Wushuang said as he spoke, naturally took Wei Rongruo's hand and went towards Tingfeng Tower together.
Wei Rongruo's mind was suddenly led away by the lights and shadows of the river.
I didn't care about going to Tingfeng Lou to drink tea, and I was happy like a child at this time.
Feng Wushuang had a shallow smile on his face, watching Wei Rongruo look at everything here curiously.
People come and go in the corridor of the listening wind building.
Wei Rongruo actually forgot to throw away Feng Wushuang's hand, but pulled him straight towards the Jade Belt Bridge.
The bridge deck of the jade belt bridge is paved with blue bricks, and the bridge is lined with stone railings.
The delicate carvings on the railings, the figures, flowers and plants are all lifelike.
With an antique feel.
Wei Rongruo actually saw at a glance that there was an old man with a white beard and a white hair, and he set up a stall on the bridge to sell candy.
A few penny boys are buying them for their parents.
Wei Rongruo stood quietly aside.
Watch the melted syrup in the old man's hands, transforming into a variety of characters.
"This Monkey King is mine!" A little boy said.
"No, I wanted it first!" A little girl next to her was reluctant.
After an argument, the little girl seemed to be about to cry.
After a while, the little boy took the candy man from the old man's hand, and then gave it to the little girl.
The little girl immediately burst into a smile: "Thank you, little brother!" ”
The little boy was waiting for the next candy man, and at this time he humbly said, "No thanks." My mother said that we should respect the old and love the young. ”
Wei Rongruo couldn't help but nodded, but heard the old man say, "Do you want one for Miss?" ”
She might as well call the old man to her, pointed to herself, and saw the old man nod.
"Okay. I'm not greedy, I just like it. ”
Feng Wushuang beckoned, and Rufeng immediately handed over the money bag.
The old man didn't ask Wei Rong what he wanted, he just raised his head and glanced at Feng Wushuang carefully.
Suddenly, a sugar man was sent to Wei Rongruo.
The four words on the bamboo skewer are flying and the phoenix dancing: Mandarin duck Fulu.
Feng Wushuang took out ten taels of silver from the money bag and handed it to the old man who sold candy with his own hands.
The so-called money is hard to buy.
These four words are what Feng Wushuang thinks.
What is ten taels of silver?
Wei Rongruo didn't think about it so much, but continued to walk forward with the candy man.
The moonlight was quietly sprinkled on the Luoshui River, and the river flowed slowly.
The shadow of the moon sometimes broke and sometimes gathered in the water, and the light did not diminish.
Wei Rongruo crossed the Jade Belt Bridge to the opposite bank, but saw a painting boat quietly parked on the shore.
"Is there enough money? I want to take a boat. Wei Rongruo beckoned at Feng Wushuang.
Feng Wushuang nodded, and then walked a few steps to Wei Rongruo's side.
But I saw that the painting boat was made of mahogany, and there were three pavilions connected to it, and there were tables and seats in the pavilions.
At the back of the pavilion hung a curtain around it, and two women of fifteen or sixteen years of age paddled at the stern of the boat.
got on the boat, Wei Rongruo and Feng Wu sat firmly.
But listen to the sound of the red tooth board coming from a pavilion at the back.
"Can you still listen to books?" Wei Rongruo asked softly.
Feng Wushuang nodded: "This is one of the most famous painting boats on the Luoshui River, famous for ten miles of spring breeze. ”
Wei Rongruo didn't speak, and listened to the woman's faint voice coming from the red tooth board.
Say that the exquisite bottle
There are nine turns
Listen to me slowly
The most is in the apricot moon
Spring flowers are blooming
The little girl of the Zhuo family met Langjun
Naalthe River
The two love each other
The brocade book is passed on
Three years of separation
Wistfully
Lethe returns in winter
But I don't know the Zhuo family
smiled and asked who was the girl opposite
Xiao Ran burst into tears......
Hearing this, Wei Rongruo lost interest.
This is probably a love story that is always ruthlessly annoyed by amorous love!
However, Feng Wushuang's words suddenly aroused Wei Rongruo's interest.
"It's not like you're a beautiful woman. It is the legend of the nine-turn exquisite bottle. ”
Listening to it again, the woman was still babbling and singing.
After listening to the song, Wei Rongruo finally understood.
It is to the effect that with the nine-turn exquisite bottle, you can turn back time.
Clear to zero what has already happened.
Just like the woman sang, Zhuo Xiaoran and Lechuan.
Lethe is not unforgiving.
It's just that for various reasons, everything in the past is as if nothing happened to him.
That's why he couldn't recognize Xiao Ran.
"Then who said that there are only two ways to forget a person. One is time, and the other is new love. ”
Of course, Wei Rongruo remembered that it was Zhang Ailing who said it.
But she didn't know how to explain to Feng Wushuang if she said Zhang Ailing's name.
"It seems that the best way is to turn the exquisite bottle nine times."
Wei Rongruo leaned on the bow of the boat and continued.
A little melancholy.
The stars in the sky cast a faint shadow in the river, and the lanterns in the area of the Wind Tower were reflected on the river, like a pair of crystal eyes.
The painting boat slowly shook on the surface of the river, and Wei Rongruo looked up at the endless starry sky, and suddenly remembered a sentence.
The mayfly is in the heaven and the earth, and it is a millet in the vast sea.
"Is there any wine?" If Wei Rong screamed, a girl served plum wine and a few exquisite side dishes.
"Don't get drunk anymore." Feng Wushuang took the wine jug first, poured a little bit for Wei Rongruo, and said dotingly.
Wei Rongruo nodded: "Don't worry, I drank the bamboo leaf green last time." This is plum wine, you can't get drunk. ”
The painting boat went to the lower reaches of the Luoshui River, and the storyteller changed a hundred-character order.
I
Waiting for you
In the wind
I'm glad you're sick
There is no medicine stone
The first spring swallow murmured
Secret and ingenious period
Ask the moon what day it is
Begonia flowers break the cuckoo cry
Seeing each other has been hated late, fighting forbearance, and saying goodbye to the clouds
Now I see the old branches of the paulownia flowers
Sijun didn't see Jun recovering his relatives
The flowers bloom on a midsummer night
The wind is alone
I don't know
Weeping like rain
Looking forward to the return
Never leave
think
Wei Rongruo tasted plum wine, and suddenly felt sour in his nose.
When I was young, I always had some favorite songs.
It's just because it easily touched my feelings.
A tear slipped down her beautiful face.
Feng Wushuang panicked suddenly.
"Why are you crying?"
As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and got up to wipe it gently for her.
Wei Rongruo smiled: "It's okay, the plum wine is too strong." ”
All the thoughts are easily hidden in a panic.
Feng Wu sat on the opposite side.
At this time, he sat next to Wei Rongruo and gently picked her up.
"Don't be sad, I'm here."
Wei Rongruo agreed, leaning his head on his shoulder.
For some reason, at this moment, she felt inexplicably at ease.
When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.
The painting boat shook and shook.
In Wei Rongruo's shallow dream, he is the sun and the moon, as well as mountains and rivers.
I don't know how long it took, but the boat went down the river and then turned back again.
Wei Rongruo was still leaning on Feng Wushuang's shoulder.
This scene fell in the eyes of Ling Yin on another painting boat.
"What are you looking at, is that boat pretty?"
Yu Sanniang was still sitting next to Lingyin.
Four-color side dishes on the table, a pot of good wine.
The dish was not moved, but the flask was empty.
She followed his line of sight and saw a woman leaning on a man's shoulder.
Although Yu Sanniang couldn't see her appearance, she was sure that she was Wei Rongruo.
I see!
Lingyin didn't say anything, asked for another pot of wine, and leaned against the railing of the painting boat with the jug.
I can't tell what it is.
A pot of good wine, but the mouth is full of bitterness.
The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water.
But seeing Feng Wushuang take off his coat, and then drape it on Wei Rongruo's body.
Lingyin's heart seemed to move, and the wine was all in his throat.
"Don't drink it! Such a cold wind, and ate cold wine again. Don't you know that cold wine is meant to warm the body? ”
Yu Sanniang is in love with the depths, and she almost forgets that she is a weak woman who needs to be taken care of by others.
However, once upon a time, she began to become less fond of red clothes and arms.
Yu Sanniang picked up Lingyin's cloak and draped it for him, and snatched the wine jug from his hand.
The wine jug was thrown into the Luoshui River by Yu Sanniang.
I heard a "plop" sound, like a dream shattered by the spirit.