CHAPTER XVII

Spring is mellow and the sparse forests are picturesque.

The water is colorful, and there are pavilions and water pavilions on both sides of the river bank for the sons and girls of the family to enjoy.

The colorful line winding plate curtain hangs lightly, and the tea case is set up with various tea utensils, and there are three things about the stove and bottle.

It's easy to go out to enjoy the spring, Song Lingzhi is impatient to cook tea in the water pavilion, and only let people go up.

Hearing He Ming's words, Song Lingzhi turned around in confusion and stared at Wei Ziyuan behind him curiously: "Haven't you ever seen He Gongzi?" ”

Wei Ziyuan lowered his head, and his eyes were like amber: No, he only saw He Gongzi's carriage pulled out from a distance, and he was worried that the girl would not be able to wait, so he came to report first.

He Ming couldn't understand sign language, Song Lingzhi conveyed it on her behalf, and she smiled: "Wei Ziyuan is anxious, Brother He is not to blame." ”

He Ming arched his hand: "Naturally not." ”

Earlier, He Ming dismounted, and the autumn geese returned early and fetched a paper kite for He Ming.

Seeing Wei Ziyuan raising his feet in a daze, wanting to follow Song Lingzhi, Qiu Yan quickly grabbed the person: "What are you going to do?" ”

Wei Ziyuan faintly: Put paper kites.

Qiu Yan glanced at him with a smile: "Fool, it's good to have Sister Bai Zhi, if we go, it will only get in the way." ”

Wei Ziyuan didn't know why, his eyebrows furrowed.

Qiu Yan lowered her voice: "Okay, you have been busy in the account room these days, and you must not know about the Linyue Pavilion...... Enjoying spring today is actually the meaning of Mrs. Song. ”

They are all smart people, and they can understand it at one point.

Wei Ziyuan stopped his feet, only a pair of eyes burned, staring at Song Lingzhi who was walking side by side with He Ming in front of him.

The girl smiled like a flower, and her feathers fluttered. The spring light shrouded around her, like a scorching sun.

Song Lingzhi seems to be like this, like a bright and warm sun, hanging high on the branches, out of reach.

was distracted for a while, and unconsciously parted ways with Qiu Yan, and Wei Ziyuan didn't even hear the exclamation behind him in time.

"- Girl, be careful!"

The maidservant screamed piercingly, completely disturbing Wei Ziyuan's thoughts.

Suddenly raised his head, and suddenly bumped into a blue figure in front of him.

There are many sons and girls who enjoy the spring tour of the river today, and Wei Ziyuan can't tell who is who, only to see the girl's figure swaying, holding the trunk of the tree and stretching out her arms, trying to catch the paper kite hanging high in the treetops.

Hearing the maid's concern, the girl disagreed: "What are you shouting, the mother is not here, if you don't say it, she won't ......"

Gritted his teeth and leaned forward.

Suddenly stepped on the air, the figure of Bixia fell straight down, the maid was not in a hurry, and saw that her girl was about to fall on a strange man.

Her eyes reddened.

A "girl" choked in her throat, but suddenly she saw the man quietly take half a step back.

Wei Ziyuan's face did not change, and he only saw the girl fall in front of his eyes.

Looking at each other, Su Zhi's eyes were full of astonishment and annoyance: "Why are you ......?"

The complaints that came to the mouth suddenly disappeared when he saw Wei Ziyuan's face.

The young man's face is like a crown of jade, and his amber eyes are like a good jade.

Su Zhi stood up with the hand of her maidservant, her eyebrows were gentle, and she was like the previous brazen and presumptuous.

Her voice was delicate: "The little girl Su Zhi has seen her son, and I am anxious for a while......

Before he could say a word, Wei Ziyuan had already crossed Su Zhi in a big stride, not squinting.

The maidservant was stunned, and felt sorry for her master: "Our girl is talking to you, why are you so rude?" ”

Su Zhi hurriedly grabbed the person: "He is so good-looking, and it is common for him to have a little temper." ”

If she had a face like that, she would have walked horizontally.

As she spoke, she took out the target mirror from her bosom again, and Su Zhi cried out repeatedly: "Why is my bun crooked?" He just saw me, is that what the hell he looks like? ”

Su Zhi covered her face with her sleeves in a panic, hating herself for being quick for a while, reporting to the door, she beat her head and regretted it.

He quietly dragged the maidservant aside: "You quietly go and inquire about which family he is." ”

Wei Ziyuan walked fast and never heard the conversation between the two.

The sound of the water is murmuring, and the clear stream is rapid.

Song Lingzhi and He Ming stood together, and the line car in their hands had long since run out. The wind is blowing, and the paper kite is hanging in the sky.

Song Lingzhi held the silk handkerchief in one hand and looked up. Dozens of paper kites flew into the sky together, and she and He Ming flew the highest and farthest.

"Brother He, look at this of mine!"

Song Lingzhi held the line car and came to He Ming's side.

Before the words fell, I suddenly heard a gust of wind in my ears, and looked up, but saw that my paper kite and He Ming's were entangled in one place, and the two paper kites were twisted in one place, and the lines could not distinguish each other.

Bai Zhi laughed, and hurriedly pulled Song Lingzhi back: "Girl, don't go further, go again, the slave is afraid that it will be more messy." ”

Song Lingzhi was startled and hurried to the recycling line, but the paper kite was still entangled with He Ming's, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Song Lingzhi had no choice but to stand farther away from He Ming, hurriedly pulling the silver thread.

Suddenly, I heard a sharp sound, and the silver thread in my hand broke in response, and the paper kite broke the thread, fluttering away with the wind, and disappeared.

Along with He Ming's, he was also hanged.

Qiu Yan happened to arrive, and was first startled when she saw this, and then stroked her palms and laughed: "Okay! The bad luck of the girl and He Gongzi has been let go, and this year will be smooth! ”

Song Lingzhi handed the line car to Qiu Yan, it is naturally not a good thing for the paper kite to be disconnected, and it is also a loss to Qiu Yan's mouth, black can be said to be white.

Qiu Yan was displeased: "The slave is not nonsense. ”

She quietly moved to Song Lingzhi's side, her voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it, "Girl, this paper kite, is it considered a double ...... with Gongzi He?"

Before the words were finished, Qiu Yan was hit on the door of the head, and Song Lingzhi glared at people with a smile: "If you talk nonsense, you will go to the yard to sprinkle and sweep tomorrow, and you don't have to wait by my side." ”

turned around to look for He Ming, but saw a moon-white shadow swaying in the water pavilion not far away.

Song Lingzhi wanted to take a closer look, but the figure disappeared with the spring day, as if Fang Cai was just his own illusion, and only the five-line flower curtain was swaying in the wind.

Qiu Yan was still pleading, and Song Lingzhi dragged people: "Yan ......"

She wanted to ask Shen Yan if he was in the house today, and the moon-white shadow was really like Shen Yan. After thinking about it, I realized that I was really whimsical.

Shen Yan has such a temperament, how can he swim in the river to enjoy spring.

Qiu Yan was confused: "Girl......"

Song Lingzhi shook his head, only saying that he was thinking too much.

……

The sky is getting dark, it is already the time of the palm lantern, and all kinds of lanterns are tied on both sides of the river, reflecting the river surface and shining like day.

Song Lingzhi helped Bai Zhi's hand on the painting boat, and the bamboo board swayed, crunching when stepping on it.

Bai Zhi laughed softly: "Girl, slow down, fall carefully." ”

The painting boat of the Song family is more luxurious and exquisite than others, and even the small flower windows are inlaid with precious stones.

The bead curtain is embroidered, and the treasure jade is vying for glory.

The ground was covered with wolfskin mattresses, which were soft to step on.

Through the window of the japonica flowers, only the sound of silk and bamboo is pleasant, accompanied by the murmuring of water.

There are people on the shore who put sky lanterns, and the sky lanterns are like stars to decorate the night.

Song Lingzhi and Bai Zhi asked for pen and ink, and ordered someone to get the sky lantern.

The sky lantern is used for blessings, Song Lingzhi's words are not yet visible, and He Ming is a good handwriting.

Song Lingzhi held the glass embroidered lamp in one hand, didn't let He Ming follow, and walked to the deck alone: "I'll come when I go, Brother He is waiting for me in the room." ”

Bai Zhi held the pen and ink and followed Song Lingzhi to the deck, she was worried: "Girl, do you really need slaves to serve?" ”

Song Lingzhi pushed the person back with a smile: "No need, I'm enough for one person." ”

The painting boat is full of slaves and mothers-in-law of the Song family inside and out, and the corners of Song Lingzhi's lips are raised: "There are fireworks tonight, and you will be able to see it if you fly up with the autumn geese now." ”

Bai Zhi turned back three times in one step, reluctant to leave.

There are three sky lanterns, one for Mrs. Song, one for her father, and one for her father......

Song Lingzhi held the wolf's hair, and a small face the size of a palm reflected the candlelight, hesitating.

Grandmother called her and He Ming out to enjoy the spring today, and she was optimistic about He Ming. It stands to reason that the remaining one should be to seek marriage.

The wolf was holding it in the palm of his hand and beads of sweat, but Song Lingzhi did not write a word.

When he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a black shadow gushing out behind him, a slender and long one.

Song Lingzhi straightened up in fright, and the wolf fell on the deck, and the thick ink was wet.

Bai Zhi held the soft wool gold brocade cloak in both hands, not for anything else, but for Song Lingzhi to bluff.

She hurriedly leaned over to pick up the pen, and put the cloak on Song Lingzhi's shoulder, Bai Zhi didn't feel funny: "What is this girl?" It's so good, but it scared me. The girl was afraid of the cold, and the slave maid just watched the night and brought a cloak to the girl. ”

Song Lingzhi also felt that he was bowing and snake, and said with a smile: "I just saw a black shadow, silently, who would have thought it would be you." ”

The spring was cold, and the wind was blowing at night, and after Bai Zhiyi said, Song Lingzhi really felt cold on his body.

She smiled and tightened her cloak: "I still have a sky lantern left to go, and I'll go up to you when I'm done." ”

Bai Zhifu responded with a "yes".

……

The moon shadow is horizontal, the river is rippling, and the silk and bamboo are endless.

The last stroke fell, and Song Lingzhi's eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

On the long case, there is a small blue and white eighteen incense burners.

The cigarette smoke is thick, and it is the incense that the autumn geese have just blended. The aroma is refreshing, Song Lingzhi likes it tightly, and also brings two fragrant cakes on his body.

The first two sky lanterns had floated into the air, and Song Lingzhi leaned over and wanted to pick up the last one from the ground.

The candle was lit, and the bright candle flame was reflected in Song Lingzhi's clear eyes.

There seemed to be a cold sandalwood in the air, and Song Lingzhi raised his eyebrows with a puzzled feeling: "Bai Zhi, when will you ......?"

Before she could finish speaking, the sky swirled for a while, and her whole person was pushed straight into the river.

The bone-chilling river water poured up to his mouth and nose, almost engulfing Song Lingzhi.

The cloak on his shoulders was stained with water, like a weighing stone, dragging Song Lingzhi down little by little.

"Save ......"

It was pitch black in front of him, and the river in the sky was scrambling to break into his mouth and nose, Song Lingzhi couldn't open his eyes, so he could only rely on his intuition and desperately stretched out his hand forward.

"Help, save ......"

The river rushed over and covered the top of Song Lingzhi's head. The cold invaded his limbs, and the shadow of his previous life pressed on his heart, Song Lingzhi was already afraid of cold, and at this time he only felt like falling into an ice cave.

The ripples on the water surface gradually rose, and his feet couldn't step on the bottom of the river, Song Lingzhi kicked forward hard, a little closer, a little further, a little more.

- Got it.

His eyelashes were stained with river water, and Song Lingzhi struggled to open his eyes, trying to see what he was grabbing, and the joy of escaping death had not yet gushed out.

On the ground, the corner of the robe slowly slipped from the palm of his hand.

The man stood condescendingly on the deck, the candlelight was dancing, and Song Lingzhi only had time to see a white shadow of the moon.

Once again, the river flooded her.