Jin Zun sake, jade plate delicacies, light singing and dancing, beautiful people smiling, but the man who was surrounded by all this only smiled elegantly and restrainedly, as if he didn't care about it at all, and there was even a bit of resistance and reluctance in the depths of his eyes.

Tonight, because the giant Zeng Minghui moved to the Daimyo's Mansion, he held a banquet in Tianxianglou to invite the officials of all sizes in the city, and invited a group of squires in the city to accompany him. As the prefect, Lu Dongli is naturally the chief, and it is inevitable that the host and guest will frequently persuade him to drink, and there will naturally be two popular girls around him who pour wine and serve.

After several rounds of staggering, Lu Dongxuan, who was already very shallow in drinking, seemed to be a little overwhelmed, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were also a little drunk. However, he still sat in his seat with a dignified manner, and he spoke without any misdemeanor, and always gently bypassed the vital points in a proper manner, neither answering positively nor embarrassing his master. Even if the woman next to him had a little out-of-the-ordinary behavior, he could use one or two small movements that were not easy to detect, and staggered the slender red sleeves that were close at hand. If you ignore the smell of alcohol in his body, Lu Dongli at this moment looks even more sober and cautious than usual.

I'm used to it. Guarding a little clarity in his mind, Lu Dongxuan, who was a little drunk, thought like this, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

How many nights have he spent in the eyes of others, drunk and drunk, but no one knows how he carefully copes with every smiling face and every compliment between wine and food. A word of aphasia may involve the blessings and misfortunes of thousands of people under his rule; One wrong step may affect the food and clothing of thousands of families in the city, and teach him how to walk on thin ice, such as facing a deep pool.

How many nights has he learned to be humble and aggrieved with a smile that is always polite and decent; How many nights have he learned to deal with the ghosts of the human heart in the exchange of wine cups; For many nights, he learned to weigh the gains and losses in his drunkenness, and to weigh the pros and cons; For many nights, he learned to deal with the filthy dealings of officialdom while planning the best interests for the people in the city.

The bitterness in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Many years ago, the young man who swore to the blue sky in front of his elders that he must be loyal to the country and must work for the benefit of the people, no matter what, he never imagined that he would have such a day.

Jinjie, I am also in a high place now, and it does illuminate more people, but ......

Is this really what I desire?

Lu Dongli was full of emotion here, and Zeng Minghui, the master over there, was also half helpless and half annoyed.

This Lu Dongli is really a character, obviously he is no longer strong enough to drink, but he still can't keep his hands, so he can't focus. After drinking in the middle of the night, he didn't fall when he should have promised, and he mentioned it again and again when he shouldn't have promised, but he still put it down gently.

But......

Zeng Minghui smiled bitterly.

He has promised everything he should have promised, and he has accepted everything that should have been accepted, what else can you do?

Since it is impossible to gain anything if you continue, and you are also boring, it is better not to embarrass each other anymore and disperse.

Zeng Minghui turned around and looked at Lu Dongxuan, who was smiling peacefully and humbly at the table, and got up to accept the toast from the officials.

Lu Dongli, what kind of person and what kind of official are you?

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The wine was dispersed, and Lu Dongli, who returned home, did not have half of his family attendants by his side. In the dark night, the moonlight shone on Lu Dongli, who was always walking alone, and there was a different kind of loneliness and desolation.

The cold night breeze blew on his face, making him slightly sober, but the drunkenness that had been forced down by him immediately came back, washing his remaining consciousness to pieces, and suddenly he couldn't even walk steadily, his whole body shook, and he almost fell.

However, even at this moment, when he couldn't even see the road clearly, Lu Dongli still walked in the direction of home accurately and without hesitation. His weak steps were a little hurried, and the smile on his lips was a little bitter, but there was more warmth.

For his wife, the gentle and virtuous, but always strong and persistent woman, must be sitting in front of the desk at this moment, waiting for her return in the dim and warm light.

He slept on the street for a small matter, but it made Wanzhen worry and worry all night, so it shouldn't be. He had to go back quickly so that Wanzhen could rest assured.

Lu Dongli was full of warmth at the moment, and was about to speed up his steps, completely ignoring the silver light not far behind him, which was like a white rainbow.

In the night, a black shadow jumped out of the shadows, and the long sword in his hand reflected a terrifying cold light, stabbing straight at Lu Dong's heart like an arrow from the string.

When the tip of the sword approached a foot behind Lu Dongxuan, an arrogant and contemptuous male voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the black-clothed man with the sword without warning:

"If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass?"

The man in black turned his head in amazement, but saw that there was a man in white on the roof on the left, who was watching him leisurely pour himself a drink. The man in white was half-lying on the cold roof, but his posture was very casual and uninhibited, as if he was lying on the soft pillow of the high bed, throwing his daughter lightly, smiling proudly at the prince.

The eyes in which he looked at him were disdainful, teasing, ridiculed, and pity, but in the deepest and deepest part of that gaze, there was only a burning rage.

In the next moment, the jade cup in his hand was already flying straight towards the sword blade of the man in black with a cold gust of wind.

Before the glass arrives, the wine arrives first.

The jade cup was still in the air, but the wine in the cup had turned into a rain of thousands of wines, enveloping every point in the black-clothed man's body. The man in black knew that he was very emotional, and hurriedly waved his sword to block it, but he only felt that every drop of wine seemed to have a thousand powers, and every drop he blocked only felt that his arm shook violently, and when he blocked the rain of wine, the tiger's mouth was shocked to blood, and the long sword in his hand seemed to fly out of his hand.

Before he could return to the sword to protect himself, the jade cup had already hit the strongest part of his long sword impartially.

The gold and jade intersected, making a crisp sound of "bang", but it was not the crystal clear jade cup that seemed to be vulnerable, but the sword that he boasted of being indestructible.

In the midst of the horror, his collar had fallen into the hands of a large iron claw. A frenzied and slightly lazy voice sounded softly in his ears, but every word seemed to hit his heart heavily:

"This hero, what are you doing assassinating Lord Lu?"

The man in black was suddenly dizzy, and in the center of the voice, he couldn't give birth to the slightest thought of resistance, and only said at the moment: "When I was drinking with my brothers a few days ago, everyone was very indignant when I talked about Lu Donglian's dog official who embezzled official silver and caused a gap in the river embankment. When I passed by tonight, I saw that the dog official was drinking and having fun, and I was angry for a while, so I lay down here and planned to do the right thing for heaven and eliminate harm for the people, how do you know......"

The man in white listened quietly, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became unfathomable, and his handsome face became more and more cold. Before the man in black could finish speaking, he snorted coldly, "That's enough." ”

He looked deeply into the eyes of the man in black, and there was an irresistible force in his hateful voice: "It will always be like this, you so-called chivalrous warriors, with a sword in your hand, relying on yourself to walk through the rivers and lakes for a few years, and killing a few people, you think that you can cut off the good and evil of the people in the world, and cut off the life and death of the people in the world, but you don't care how many souls have died unjustly under your sword. You don't know what He has done for you behind his back, you don't know what He has endured for you behind your back, you don't know His struggles, you don't know His pain, and what power does he have to judge his good and evil, and decide his life and death. I don't want to see you next to Lord Lu again, you give it to me right away, get out. ”

He coldly spat out the word "roll", and threw it with his right hand, and the man in black was thrown to the other side of the street by the force of this throw. The man got up in embarrassment, and when he looked back and saw Lu Dongxuan's swaying back, he was so frightened that he fled in a hurry.

Feng Jinjie looked back, looked at the lonely figure of Lu Dongli under the moon, and sighed with emotion in his heart, and involuntarily let out a desolate sigh, which was completely inconsistent with his character.

Just now, he secretly used the soul dementoring technique in his words, so that the assassin could confide in his motives, and also leave a taboo on that person's mind, so that he would never dare to go to Lu Dongxuan's bad luck again.

It was only later, even he himself inexplicably had a burst of grief and indignation, and then he threw the man out of a bit of a gaffe, and when he recalled it, he only wanted to go back and wash his hands three times inside and out.

But he glanced at Lu Donglian, who was still unnoticed, shook his head slightly, and still followed.

If there is another hero who doesn't have a head, this poor scholar who only knows how to study will be unlucky.

The solemn expression on Feng Jinjie's face only stayed for a moment, and then immediately changed to the usual carefree and easy. However, in the depths of those flying eyes, there is still a layer of shadow that lingers.

Hearing the messy footsteps outside the door, Su Wanzhen, who was replying to the letter in front of the case, hurriedly stood up, opened the pair of old and heavy wooden doors, and helped Lu Dongzhen, who stumbled in, to the chair.

Smelling the strong smell of fat powder on her husband's body, Su Wanzhen seemed to be accustomed to it, but she just took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and asked casually, "Where did you go tonight?" ”

"Tianxiang Building." casually reported the name of Qinglou, Lu Dongli didn't feel the slightest guilt, just stretched out his hand to hold his wife's hand that was wiping his sweat for himself, his frowning brows stretched out little by little, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, extending a warm arc.

In this turbulent and high sea, he has too much helplessness and too much sorrow, but as long as he holds her hand tightly, even if there is a big storm ahead, he can always feel at ease and always smile.

Su Wanzhen saw that he rarely loosened her eyebrows, and couldn't help but smile comfortably, not at all angry that Lu Dongli went to the green building.

This man, even if he goes to a place where there are beautiful women, if she is there, he only looks at her, and when she is not there, he only looks at the ground. Such a husband, where does she have to worry about it.

Mr. Nafeng always laughed at him for being pedantic, saying that he didn't know how to be funny, but he liked his pedantic and slightly stupid nature.

Silently clenching her husband's hand, Su Wanzhen stared at Lu Dongliang's drunken face, and didn't feel a little stupid.

I thought a little funny in my heart, watching my husband go to the Qinglou all night and come back drunk, the woman who can still laugh so happily is probably the only one herself.

Although those nights of being alone in the empty room will always be lonely, and there will always be grievances; Occasionally, when I see the willow color of the strange head, there will always be a sense of repentance and a sense of repentance looking for a marquis. However, no regrets.

Even if she chooses again, she still wants to marry this man who is always a little pedantic, not considerate enough, and too busy to find time to spend with her, and is deeply glad for this.

As a husband, he is his own dependence; As an official, he is proud of himself. If she is like this, how can she not be satisfied.

Su Wanzhen was thinking about it, when she suddenly saw Lu Dongli's face become very ugly, and before she could open her mouth to ask, she was violently pushed away by Lu Donglian. She staggered back two steps, wondering why her husband, who had always been good at drinking, suddenly started to go drunk, when she saw Lu Dongli bend over and vomit at the place where she had been standing before.

Looking at her usually elegant and calm husband's embarrassed appearance at the moment, Su Wanzhen sighed slightly, a faint helplessness and sourness welled up in her heart, and stepped forward to wipe the filth off Lu Dongli's clothes.

In the cold night, her soft dream-like voice came out: "In the future, bring back all the civilian clothes in the official office, and when you want to go to the banquet, you will go home first to change your clothes, and eat two bowls of rice by the way." There was something in my stomach, and it didn't hurt so much when I drank alcohol. ”

Lu Dongli looked at his wife a little sluggishly, nodded subconsciously, stroked Su Wanzhen's cloud-like hair with his right hand, and said vaguely: "Wanzhen...... Don't wait for me in the future. You're not in good health...... I'm worried outside, and when I'm worried, it's easy to say the wrong thing...... Saying the wrong thing...... It's a big problem. ”

Su Wanzhen couldn't help but be a little amused. is really drunk and confused, just like this drunken appearance, just this kind of clumsy excuse, and want to reassure her to let him take care of himself?

But looking at the faint glint of hope in his godless eyes, Su Wanzhen couldn't bear to brush away his concern for a while, so she had to pretend to nod her head, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, okay, I promise you that it is." ”

In the faint light, the figures of the two looking at each other were reflected on the wall. In the cold night wind, the dim light seems to have warmed the whole world.

Outside the window, Feng Jinjie, who was holding his hand against the wall and watching, also had a knowing smile on his face.

It's good, I've been worried about whether there will be a marriage change at home because I'm busy working every day, but now it seems that I'm thinking too much.

The couple...... It's funny.

Inside the house, the couple chatted at night; Outside the house, the white dress quietly waited.

This night was as quiet as a beautiful one.

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