Chapter 113: An Incomparably Familiar World (9)

Although he left, Huang Xuan still lived in the Wang family's mansion after all, and even he couldn't tell why he didn't find another place in Chang'an City, and he didn't know if it was because of the trouble of staying in the store, or he was reluctant to do something.

After drinking some wine, Huang Xuan's eyes were a little sleepy and lay on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep over and over, the night was getting darker, and he finally turned up the quilt and whispered: "Lorraine, what kind of person do you say I am?" ”

"I'm not good at judging people."

Huang Xuan sneered: "You will be 'not good at the word', what else will not, you only say what kind of person I am, and I won't blame you." ”

It seems that he also knows that Lorraine's evaluation will not be too good.

Since he said so, Lorraine said succinctly and clearly: "Gentleman." ”

Huang Xuan hugged the quilt and sat solemnly, although he knew that it would be such a comment, it was still a little unnatural. He swallowed and snorted twice, and forced himself to say: "I can't learn as much as Wei Mujian, but compared to Liu Penggang and the monkey, it's much better, and my foreign language is much better than them, and I can ...... three kinds of language" Huang Xuan couldn't go on, his own family knows his own affairs, not to mention learning, even if it is a simple foreign language study for him, since he left Brazil, he has not read it again, with the emotional forgetfulness of the teenager, his admiration for Galadia is no longer so strong, and the motivation to learn has naturally dropped to the freezing point.

"Then you say, I don't have a little, I mean a little merit?" Huang Xuan was even a little embarrassed when he said this, but he had no one to talk to except Lorraine, the wardener who was almost secretly shared with him. My mother is very busy with work, and now, I don't have time to talk to her, and my father doesn't need to talk about it. It's just that he doesn't usually think about such a question, and "how to do yourself" is often a philosophical proposition, which only those who are extremely bored and deeply stimulated will discuss it.

And Huang Xuan, it seems, is the latter.

When he was young, Lorraine said slowly: "Everyone has advantages, of course you are no exception, you are very filial, witnessing the failure of the high-level traveler Guy, knowing that it is dangerous to go to the outer plane, because of grandpa, still ignore the danger; You're also very trustworthy, unlike many travelers who like to loot when they leave; You know how to speak carefully, you know when to step up, and you will be attentive in times of crisis. You will also defend your weaknesses and protect your younger siblings, and you will not retreat because your cousins are outnumbered and strong......"

"Alright, alright." Huang Xuan finally knew that it was a mistake to ask Lorraine to evaluate, he was simply "interspersing" himself according to the prepared template, he thought in private, he didn't loot because the profit from looting was too small, and he couldn't look down on it; Do not retreat because there is no retreat; Protect younger brothers and sisters just because the three bedrooms and four bedrooms are one......

The more Huang Xuan thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and he couldn't help but lift the quilt and go out of the room.

In fact, as a 16-year-old teenager, although Huang Xuan is not the best, he is definitely better than most people. There are many children of the official family, but not everyone can talk to Edsel and Sloane; Another person, with the same family background, may not be able to handle the relationship with Lorraine, arrogance is the same as arrogance, and the same as arrogance and self-esteem, will lose contact with the base keepers; From the very beginning, when Lorraine threw Huang Xuan into the town in 1969, the 15-year-old boy was not in endless panic, but tried his best to prepare for the worst, and exchanged what he could for a set of stamps, even if he could not go home, he would not be without food and clothing. Going deeper, Lorraine was able to choose Huang Xuan, rather than throwing him back to P112, because he valued his adaptability at that time.

However, Lorraine is a good base keeper, but not a good family caregiver, he can't understand Huang Xuan's needs, and he won't appease Huang Xuan's mood at the moment, he doesn't even understand why Huang Xuan suddenly became introspective.

As for Huang Xuan, he is just one foot high, one foot low strolling in the grass, his heart is in chaos, there is nothing to think about, he can't think of any ......, now he has some experience, but it is inevitable that there will still be some common problems of young people, such as a little rebellion, some lack of self-confidence, coupled with insufficient understanding of the world presented in front of them, just like most people experience the middle school years, occasionally when thinking "chaotic", they will suddenly feel some weakness, or some grievances, or short-term regrets. And the appearance of Diao Chan made Huang Xuan's emotions unnaturally expanded.

Unconsciously, I walked to the place of the "Peony Pavilion" again.

Huang Xuanmo rubbed the rough book cover of the arbor by the pavilion, and sighed unconsciously, but he heard someone inside say coquettishly: "But Huang Gong." ”，

It was the culprit who kept Huang Xuan awake all night, he suddenly stopped, stared at the pool in the dark night, and said, "How do you know it's me?" After speaking, he added: "You call me Huang Xuan, or Gongzi, I can't get used to hearing Huang Gong." ”

"Okay." Diao Chan smiled meaningfully and replied: "On weekdays, there are only Lord Situ and his wife, as well as concubines, and from the concubines, the only people in the mansion who dare to ignore the rules are Huang Gongzi and noble servants. ”

"And how do you know it's me?" Huang Xuan only felt that his mood suddenly became cheerful when he spoke.

"It's just because the son is lighter."

Diao Chan spoke with a light smile, which made Huang Xuan's heart soften, he thought about it carefully, but said that Dian Wei was too heavy, and he couldn't help laughing.

This smile made Huang Xuan's mood change for the better all of a sudden, and then look at the sable cicada in the shadow of the flowers in the pavilion, the clothes fluttering between the gaps in the trees, like the waves in the lake, soft and beautiful.

Huang Xuan looked at himself again, and the thick shirt he changed into was always swinging uncomfortably, as if it indicated a disconnection with this era. If there is no base, it can also be said that there is no ink on the chest, and his hands can only bind the chicken, he said with some shame: "Does Diao Chan girl like today's "Luo Shen Fu"? ”

"It's the most beautiful one the concubine has ever heard." In the shadows, Diao Chan gave a gentle salute, but Huang Xuan smiled bitterly and whispered: "It's also the most beautiful Fu I've ever heard." After saying that, I thought in my head: It's also the only one I can memorize.

Listening to the sound of frogs in the lotus pond and listening to the soft whispers of Diao Chan, Huang Xuan suddenly felt at peace in his heart, just like the tranquility of staying in a small room with his parents in a stormy weather. He took a deep breath and plucked up his courage to say, "Actually, I didn't make that poem. ”

Diao Chan smiled lightly: "The concubine knows, but it is also very enviable that the son can know such a poet." ”

"I don't know him either." Huang Xuan said with some anger: "I just know this poem that you don't know." As he spoke, he was skeptical, "Isn't it useless for me to say this?" ”

"Of course not." Although she can't see her face, Diao Chan's voice always gives people a feeling of being smiling, she said slowly: "For the concubine, it is also a pleasure to be able to hear such a poem, not to mention that in today's 'chaotic' world, the son is brave and martial, which is more beneficial than the literati, the country and the people." ”

Although he knew that the so-called bravery was not because of himself, Huang Xuan was still happy, after all, he and Lorraine were both honorable and one together, according to the current base sequence level, level 20 permissions, almost all permissions, he unconsciously sat on the steps, turned his back to Diao Chan and said: "I am also 16 years old this year, the same size as you, but you understand much more than me." ”

Diao Chan walked slowly and easily, put a copper plate beside Huang Xuan, and said, "This is the self-brewed water wine in the house, son, try it." Speaking of understanding, the concubine was raised by her wife since she was a child, and although she was treated like a woman, she was not a lady in the house, so she naturally had more thoughts than her son. ”

Huang Xuan knew that with Diao Chan's life experience, if he wanted to have a place in this Wang family's mansion, he had to be careful and careful in his words and deeds. He smiled apologetically, but remembered that the moon was dim and the other party couldn't see him, so he glanced at the wine glass in his hand and said, "I'll sing a song for you and I'm going to the bar, although I didn't write it, but the person who wrote this poem is also a great poet." ”

Diao Chan also nodded and said "yes" quite fondly, and Huang Xuan held the wine glass and "groaned": "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning...... Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me......"

He sang it three times in a row, and at first, Diao Chan didn't seem to be used to such a poem, but later, she couldn't help but gently echo it, but she learned it very quickly, and by the last time, she had memorized it correctly. She likes the sentence "Morning is like green silk and twilight becomes snow", and she sings it repeatedly, and after singing, she has a slight trill.

Huang Xuan knew that he felt sorry for himself, and he was even more protective, half casually, half intentionally and cheerfully: "I was unhappy today, but I didn't expect to be happy after talking to you." He said this in a completely modern way, and he didn't want Lorraine to translate, Diao Chan couldn't understand it at all, but knowing that he was in a better mood, he responded with a light smile. Huang Xuan didn't say much, stood up with a smile and said: "My singing style may be wrong, alas, it's just a gentleman after all." ”

Diao Chan still didn't understand much, but she thought that Huang Xuan's hometown dialect, but she understood the word "squirrel", pursed her lips and smiled: "Why should Huang Gongzi be arrogant, although Diao Chan doesn't know what Gongzi is worried about, but listening to Gongzi's words in the Water Pavilion at noon, he regards tens of millions of people as nothing." can be defeated by thousands of people, and the heroes of 10,000 people can be compared to Jing Ke and Li Guang. Such courage is far from being courageous. ”

Huang Xuan only felt that her voice was lazy, but her voice was tactful and seductive, he stretched out his legs relaxedly, drank wine and warmed his body and said: "My courage comes from bravery, and my courage does not belong to me, so do you still think I am a hero?" ”

Diao Chan smiled and said: "In the past, my lord Liu Bang was also from a humble background, his strategy was not as good as Zhang Liang's, his leadership was not as good as Han Xin's, and his ability was not as good as Xiao He's, but he was convinced by his ministers. Why? It can make people go deep into the three religions and nine streams; On the ability to fold the knot and bow the head, far from Zhang Er, the brother of the king's tomb. The concubine thinks that she is just daring to do something and wake up to herself, although the son is young now, she can talk to Lord Situ eloquently, she can know the civil servants and elegant scholars, and she can have warriors to die; If the son is not confident, the concubine does not know who can have such talent. ”

Hearing such an evaluation, Huang Xuanxiao's mouth was about to crack, and he felt quite bold for a while, and secretly thought to himself: He may be slightly inferior to others in fighting hard, but communicating with others is the best way to do it. Think about it, this is also a kind of talent, who can discuss with Lu Bu Wang Yun to "kill Dong Zhuo" when he first arrives in the Three Kingdoms? In other words, it is a systematically trained traveler like Guy, they must rely on advanced weapons, backed by the base, to forcibly kill Dong Zhuo, and maybe even kill Wang Yun and Lu Bu, if so, not to mention how much energy is consumed, just want to get items such as classics, and it will take more energy, and even if they get it, they can't make ends meet. If these so-called high-level travelers could pay more attention to the time and space they disdain, and communicate more with the ordinary people they disdain, Guy would not be chased and intercepted by the police.

In contrast, a high-level traveler who has lost his base is just a super thug, and Huang Xuan, who has lost his base, may be able to become the one who masters the thug.

Communication, always more than confrontation.

A dark cloud slowly covered the moonlight, the lotus pond sounded a few "plop" sounds, Huang Xuan took a deep breath, once again felt the fresh air of this era, he smiled and threw the wine cup into the pond, and said: "If you want to speak, it is the best you say." Okay, I'm spitting out a breath now, and I'm going back to sleep. ”

Diao Chan gave another salute, and Huang Xuan picked up the remaining wine pot and cup, put it on a copper plate, and peeked at the slender figure in the hall, while saying with a wicked taste: "Actually, I still know some things about capital operation, and I can also learn a little bit about management and human resources." ”

The beauty blinked her eyes and looked at Huang Xuanchang with a smile for some reason.