The sky in the south is like a woman's face, the sun is still shining, when it comes out, it has been raining heavily, Xu Jianping squatted under the eaves of an old house, looking at the droplets of water, one by one dripping at his feet, splashing in the splash faintly saw his mother smiling at himself, those bright and poetic eyes full of a lifetime of warmth and expectations. As the rain became more and more urgent, the dripping water droplets became denser and denser, and slowly the water droplets began to turn blood red, Xu Jianping's eyes began to show the picture of the tragic death of his father, mother, and family members, Xu Jianping slowly clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and looked at the cloudy sky. Reach out, open your palm, and let the rain wash over your palm.

When the rain stopped, it was already night, Xu Jianping came to the door of Xiaoxiang Pavilion in a circle, looked up at the third floor, and couldn't help but think about its alluring appearance.

Why don't you go in and have a drink? That's it, that's it, let's go back to the yamen, Xu Jianping shook his head, and prepared to go back.

"Brother Xu?" Suddenly, a powerful arm was on Xu Jianping's shoulder, and he didn't need to look at it to know that the only one who could be so angry even by shouting a name was Chen Yibing.

"You are not a brother enough, you came here alone" Chen Yibing didn't expect that he would meet Xu Jianping here today.

Xu Jianping had to return embarrassedly: "Passing by, passing by, purely passing by, do you believe it?" ”

"Well, Brother Xu, who is naturally believing in the next day, come, come, come" After speaking, he pressed Xu Jianping into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

At this moment, because it was still too early in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there were not too many people, and there were many young women standing in groups at the guardrail on the second floor chatting about gossip. The sharp-eyed few saw Xu Jianping come in, and said in surprise:

"Hey, isn't this Xu Dacai, how can I be free today!" After speaking, he twisted his waist a few times, and he was also a little snobbish and secretly mocked, "Isn't it just a poor servant, he will write two broken poems, and the tall girl on the third floor will look at it."

"Xu Gongzi, last time I made the slave family wait for a while, this time I have to come up and sit, the slave family has prepared thin wine, and I will wait for Xu Gongzi to go up and take a rest." Since there are sharp-eyed ones, there must be quick-handed ones. As soon as Xu Jianping came in, before he sat down, the begonia girl twisted her waist and came to support Xu Jianping's arm.

"Sister Begonia, this is your mistake, today it is my sister's turn to sit in the museum, what's the matter, my sister will entertain the eldest son of Yan" At this time, another woman with a willow flower came down at the staircase, slowly coming, holding Xu Jianping's other arm.

Xu Jianping looked left and right in embarrassment, and had to ask Chen Yibing for help. However, at this moment, Chen Yibing was happy to see Xu Jianping's joke and ignored it.

Fortunately, a group of literati and scholars entered at this time, and because Xu Jianping was standing at the door, blocking the way, the people behind him had to "cough cough" two reminders. Xu Jianping took the opportunity to move his body to temporarily escape from the siege of the two, and said: "Thanks to the kindness of the two, there is no hurry, I only drink today, drink." ”

After speaking, Xu Jianping pulled Chen Yibing and asked him to find a place to sit down first, and drank slowly.

The people of Qinglou don't care about their own reputation, and Concubine Xiaoxiang uses the name of Xu Jianping's one-night poet to suppress the first woman in Kyoto, Master Li. Therefore, whether it is begonias or cloves, they all fancy Xu Jianping's talent and reputation.

"Miss, he's coming."

"Who?"

"Who else could it be, your Xu Daguan"

"Oh."

"Miss, why aren't you in a hurry, you, you haven't seen it, there are a few shameless people who are robbing him, I don't know if it's my young lady!" The maid Ling'er is obviously upset for her own young lady.

"Then how are you going" Concubine Xiaoxiang covered her mouth and said with a hidden smile.

"Hmph, I'll go down and ask Xu Gongzi to come up later, and let a few of them vixens come into heat there."

Ling'er clenched her fists indignantly.

Late at night, on the third floor.

Xu Jianping thought of the figure that day.

…… Sighing and laughing at the world, drawing on grievances and grievances, the list of wealth and nobility is empty, and I am chic and unconcerned.

The Yiren fairy is dancing and drinking the wind and moon.

Xu Jianping couldn't help but think of this inscription and pushed the door in.

“…… The fog is long, the ripples are transmitted, the love is deep, and the lovesickness is sent to the young lady...... Morning and dusk geometry, joy and self-enjoyment, mountains and rivers are also symbiotic, and love is stronger...... Not afraid of autumn frost, not afraid of snow freezing and thawing......" A soft groan sounded.

Xu Jianping frowned and stopped, raising his eyes.

Dressed in white, the concubine Xiaoxiang leaned against the window, holding the pipa in her arms, still singing cool.

The moonlight enters through the window, and the fairy posture is chic, like a frightening Hong, and graceful like a dragon.

“…… The surrounding mountains are endless, the water is endless, the night is quiet, the moon shadow is low, and all kinds of love are in Xiaoxiang...... Hmph, hum, hum, hum, hum......"

She chanted softly, "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng." ”

A pipa sounded, and a wordless and beautiful artistic conception was highlighted at this moment.

"Good song." Xu Jianping couldn't help but clap his hands and praise lightly, a pipa song, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world.

"You're here!" Concubine Xiaoxiang's charming eyes have a touch of sadness in her eyes, her dark eyes are as clear as a stream, her eyes are gentle and soft, and she has an indescribable pure smile, like an epiphany in the world, refreshing people's hearts.

Xu Jianping didn't know why, and began to blush when he saw the beautiful woman, "Well, I drank a little too much the day before yesterday, and it's really a little inappropriate, so I came to apologize today, and I chattered a lot." ”

Concubine Xiaoxiang waved her hand and signaled, "It's okay, it's rare to see outsiders after living here for a long time, you are willing to come, and the concubine is already very happy." After speaking, he called Ling'er to send some wine, and beckoned Xu Jianping to sit down, "I saw that my son drank a lot of wine today, but what bothered me."

Xu Jianping retracted his thoughts, looked at the beautiful face of Concubine Xiaoxiang opposite, and replied in a low voice: "I just remembered my family!" ”

"I heard that Gongzi Xu is from Jiangling, and Jiangling is only half a day's journey away, since you are homesick, why don't you go back and visit." Concubine Xiaoxiang heard that Xu Jianping missed his family, so she opened her mouth to suggest.

"Gangneung!" Xu Jianping didn't say anything more, picked up the wine glass on the table, stood up, walked to the window, looked in the direction of Jiangling, swayed the wine in his hand, and stood there for a long time.

Concubine Xiaoxiang is also a smart person, walked slowly, hugged Xu Jianping's waist from behind, put her face on Xu Jianping's back, and said softly: "The past is clear, and I hope that the son will understand the past and know the future."

After saying that, for some reason, a tear moistened Xu Jianping's back.

Xu Jianping slowly turned around and hugged the tear-eyed beauty in front of him, for a long time, Concubine Xiaoxiang looked up at Xu Jianping, her eyes were facing each other, and everything was silent.

Long.

Outside the window, lightning and thunder, the cold rain still relentlessly beating on the passers-by, the night is hazy, I don't know how many things contain dirt and dirt.

The candlelight in the room is shining, and the curtains reflect two humanoid images, male or female, up or down, the sound of low moans and the sound of rain hitting the leaves, which is the most beautiful note in the world.

After a long time, the sound and rain stopped.

In the dead of night, a rope was thrown from the windowsill, and a figure in black slowly crawled down the rope, and in a few breaths, the man in black had bypassed the guards and came to the backyard.

Unbeknownst to him, not far behind him, a pair of interested eyes were staring at him, "Sure enough." ”