In such an oppressive atmosphere and quiet environment, the gaze seems to have become weighty, and so many pairs of eyes are added in one place, and finally the thin pen slows down. The female professor Yu Curtain glanced at the small block on the paper, nodded, put the pen on the delicate little inkstone, and then looked at the younger brothers and sisters who looked at her with a look of anticipation.

Sure enough, she was worthy of being the third senior sister of the academy who was very much praised by her master, and she resolved this dispute between senior brothers that had never happened in the academy with just one sentence, and made a very direct judgment on the dispute between the two senior brothers.

"You're all wrong. ”

Yu Curtain looked at the senior brother and the second senior brother, and said calmly: "Whether it is a bookworm or that little maidservant, whether they are a good match for Ning Que or not, there is no answer in the first place, because the word is about each other's feelings, no matter how you insist on your own opinions, how do you know Ning Que's feelings?"

The second senior brother frowned slightly and said: "The little junior brother is an orphan, with no father, no mother and no relatives, the mountain behind the academy is his home, and his marriage is of course decided by the teacher or our senior brothers and sisters." ”

Yu Curtain smiled and said, "That's why I said you were wrong. ”

"You don't know the little junior brother, and I watched him climb the old library, watched him vomit blood and fell into a coma, watched him be silent and emaciated by the window day after day, I know what kind of temperament he is, don't say anything about the palace to refer to marriage, don't say who we senior brothers and sisters want him to marry, even if the teacher comes back and asks him to marry Haotian's daughter, if he is unwilling, he is still unwilling, if he is willing, it is meaningless for anyone to object. ”

She turned to look at the senior brother and said calmly: "The road of life always needs to be walked by himself to know what it tastes like, so in the end, it depends on how he chooses, no matter how he chooses, the price he will pay for it belongs to him, and he must also learn to bear this price, and I believe that the teacher will also hold this view." ”

After saying this, the third senior sister Yu Curtain packed up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and left the small courtyard without greeting everyone, and the wide courtyard uniform on her petite body swayed into the night with the wind and disappeared.

In the previous rare academy controversy, the words of the senior brother were very obscure, and the words of the second senior brother were also a little ambiguous, and the words of the third senior sister at this time were also philosophical and insignificant, I believe that the three of them actually only vaguely felt something, so the rest of the people couldn't understand it at all.

The two senior brothers fell into silence, the junior brothers and sisters followed the footsteps of the third senior sister and left quietly, and the seventh senior sister Mu Yu glanced at the two sitting on the chair worriedly, filled the teapot on the table with hot water, and then also went out of the house.

The candle flame shook gently, and the sound of the waterfall entering the pool was faintly heard behind the courtyard, and I don't know how long it took, the senior brother slowly stood up, and his clean eyebrows and eyes were full of tiredness.

The second senior brother stood up and bowed respectfully.

The senior brother said: "Since she has said so, it seems that you and I are indeed wrong, but I still insist on my opinion, and I can't think of any reason why he would not choose her since he and Shanshan are in love." ”

After the second senior brother thought about it, he said: "Because he can't let go of Sangsang." ”

Senior Brother suddenly thought of a possibility, frowned and said, "Will Little Senior Brother have both?"

The second senior brother said solemnly: "Such greed will be punished by heaven, and although those two little girls have a great difference in birth and status, they are by no means the vulgar women in the world, how can they allow the little junior brother to be so happy." ”

Senior Brother looked at him quietly, and suddenly asked, "Jun Mo, how much do you see?"

The second senior brother was silent for a moment and then said: "When Yan Se and Wei Guangming turned to ashes, I saw a sudden movement, but I still can't see it really, senior brother, have you seen the future clearly?"

The senior brother smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid that even the teacher can't understand it, let alone you and me?"

The second senior brother frowned slightly and said, "I don't know how much Yu Curtain has seen again." ”

"Her attention has always been on the little junior brother, but I'm afraid it's not as good as you and me. ”

After saying this, Senior Brother didn't know what he was thinking, he was silent for a long time, and then he reached out and gently patted Second Senior Brother on the shoulder, and said, "Jun Mo, maybe you're right, but I can't bear it."

The second senior brother's figure was tall, and when he saw that the senior brother was going to pat himself on the shoulder, he habitually leaned forward slightly, so that the senior brother could shoot more easily, and the ancient crown on his head almost hit the senior brother's face.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and all the negative feelings caused by the previous argument dissipated.

Only the word "unbearable" still reverberates with the sound of the waterfall.

Ning Que didn't know that the mountain behind the academy held a conference for his life's event, and he didn't know that the two senior brothers who had no trouble in the world in his eyes had a fierce conflict over this matter.

The two lives before and after add up to more than 20 years, he has never been in love, and he has not even had more intimate contact with the opposite sex, so he doesn't know if he and Shanshan are in love now, because after saying that he liked it in the red wall and white snow that night, the relationship between the two seems to have not changed, and it is still so quiet and casual, that is, he has not even held hands, the only difference is probably the occasional shame of the girl when the shoulder touches.

It is precisely this shame that makes up for a large part of Ning Que's regret in his imagination of love, when he walks through the streets and alleys of Chang'an City with mountains and mountains, he often thinks of his maid leaning on the fire at the entrance of Beishan Road that day, and thinks of Situ Yilan who strolls with him on the shore of Yanbei Lake, and only then does he understand that having a response is the root of joy.

This feeling is really good, even if there is no intimate physical contact, there is no sweet words, and there are no vows, so Ning Que is very willing to continue walking with the mountains, but when passing through the shade of those narrow alleys and winter trees, and stepping on the melting pine snow by the lake, he occasionally feels that somewhere in his heart becomes a little empty.

In the evening, the two walked to Lin47 Lane. Standing under a tree at the entrance of the alley, Ning Que once again sent an invitation to Mo Shanshan: "Go in and sit down, the food must be enough." ”

Mo Shanshan looked at the shop door of Lao Bizhai not far away, and said softly: "No need." ”

Ning Que was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Mo Shanshan looked at the tip of his shoe sticking out of the hem of his skirt, and said softly: "I am very happy to walk side by side with you in Chang'an City, and I am also very happy to comment on those calligraphy and paintings with you, I am very happy that you said you like me that night." ”

Then she raised her head, looked at the inconspicuous dimple on Ning Que's cheek, her eyelashes blinked slightly, she suddenly raised her hand and poked it lightly with her fingertips, and said with a smile: "But it's not enough to just like it." ”

Back in the old pen house, Ning Que was still thinking about the meaning of Mo Shanshan's sentence, if he wanted to solve the problem of mathematics or practice enlightenment, it would probably be much easier than understanding what the girls were thinking, so he was a little confused.

"Young master, it's time to eat. ”

Sang Sang took out two bowls of chicken soup from the small urn, and then asked, "Do you want to sprinkle some green onions?"

Ning Que said: "The chicken soup you boil is the best in the world, so you have to drink the original flavor, not green onions."

If it was usual, when she was praised by Ning Que, Sang Sang would generally seem happier, although she didn't necessarily laugh, but when she gave him rice, she would always take a rice spoon and press it hard in the bowl, but today she didn't seem to hear it at all, she just silently added food to Ning Que, and then silently sat on the other side of the table and silently picked up the chopsticks.

Ning Que looked at her expression, and suddenly thought that he had indeed been a little erratic these days, and explained with a smile: "I told you that night, those shameless senior brothers and sisters in the mountain behind the academy threw me to Chang'an City as a thug to set up an archway, so there have been people coming to challenge me these days. ”

Sang Sang hummed softly, and then continued to eat with his rice bowl in his hand.

Ning Que finished drinking the chicken soup, poured two scoops of white rice on the big bowl in front of him, and then shaved the rice like a cloud.

There was silence at the table.

Ning Que suddenly raised his head, looked at Sang Sang on the other side of the table and asked, "Since you were very young, we have been discussing what kind of sister-in-law we should find for you. ”

Sang Sang gently put the rice bowl on the table, looked at him and said, "It's the young grandmother." ”

"That's the name that I changed after I left Weicheng. ”

Ning Que thought about the past when he took Sang Sang to pick a girl in the red sleeve recruitment, and couldn't help laughing, and then he finally understood why there were always some places in his heart that felt empty these days, it was because he hadn't heard someone's opinion or that he hadn't reported to someone yet, or that he wanted to hear something he wanted to hear.

He looked at Sang Sang and said very seriously, "What do you think of Moshan Mountain?"

Sang Sang looked him in the eyes very seriously, and after a long time, he picked up his rice bowl again and said, "Very good." ”

Ning Que looked at the little girl who was about to bury her little face in the rice bowl, and asked slightly, "It's good?"

Sang Sang's little face poked out of the rice bowl, looked at him and said, "It's just very good." ”

Ning Que looked at her eyes as clear as Xiao Chi, her hair as yellow as the first grass after the snow, at her slightly dark little face, at the grain of rice stuck to her face, she was silent for a long time, and smiled wordlessly.

"It's nothing, just asking. ”

He stretched out his hand and took off the grain of rice that was sticking to Sangsang's face, threw it into his mouth very skillfully, and then continued to eat with his head down, but for some reason his mood became a little low, silently thinking that Sangsang was really still a child.

After dinner, Sangsang went to boil water and wash the dishes as usual, and Ning Que began to write characters, and when he was tired and sleepy, he would write a few books at random to adjust his spirit, and in the middle of the night, he would burn his feet and go to bed to get ready for sleep.

Although the midwinter is about to pass, spring has not really arrived, and Chang'an City is still a little cold at night, and the two are still sleeping on the kang built last winter, facing each other head and foot as in previous years.

Sangsang's little feet were washed cleanly, and he was held in his arms by Ning Que, he touched this pair of smooth and delicate little feet that were as white as jade, and felt very comfortable and relieved, so he clicked. , then close your eyes and fall asleep.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that this is just a repetition of Ning Que and Sang Sang's nights in the past fifteen years, and it is just an ordinary night, but Sang Sang has not fallen asleep at all.

She opened her bright eyes and quietly looked at the roof covered with discarded rune paper, as if looking at the rock wall of the Minshan cave and the earthen wall of the Weicheng courtyard where she had lived in the past few years.

(Uh-huh, as soon as I wrote about Sangsang, I was obedient, and it seems that I really want to obey, and the chapter name of this chapter is great.) (To be continued)