Liu Ruiying heard a sound of footsteps outside the hospital.

Every step is very sonorous.

It seems that Chang Yishan said that Bo Guwei has arrived.

But the footsteps were very sparse, and there were only two or three people at most.

Liu Ruiying's ear voice is not good.

Although basic listening and sound recognition can be achieved, it is still impossible to accurately distinguish it from such a distance.

Footsteps are getting closer.

Liu Ruiying's eyes froze around the corner.

But the two figures that appeared shocked him!

"Zhao Mingming, fried chestnuts with sugar, why are you here?"

Liu Ruiying said when she saw the comer.

"I came to look for you, you were in such a hurry in Dingzhou Mansion City, and it took me a lot of effort to find out that you were here. ”

Zhao Mingming said with a smile.

Liu Ruiying saw the sugar-fried chestnuts on the side and looked at her own lady, and then looked at herself, and she was also smiling.

It's just that she is empty-handed, but she hasn't been eating sugar-fried chestnuts like before.

For some reason, Liu Ruiying felt a little strange.

But seeing is believing, and he already has a different kind of affection for Zhao Mingming.

I haven't seen him for a long time, but the beauty suddenly appeared, but it made him a little uncertain, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"How do you know I'm here?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

Although Zhao Mingming had already said before, it was 'it took a lot of effort to find out'.

But Liu Ruiying obviously ignored this sentence.

Zhao Mingming didn't answer, but still smiled at him, and Lianbu moved lightly and walked towards him.

"Why are you so nervous? Is it because you haven't been drinking?"

Zhao Mingming said.

The tone was a little frivolous, which made Liu Ruiying's heart tremble involuntarily.

"I ...... No, the main thing is that something just happened here. ”

Liu Ruiying involuntarily stepped back two times and said.

"It seems that it was because I didn't drink...... I haven't learned the piece of "Bifang Wine" you sang to me that night, you are not allowed to run!"

Zhao Mingming bent down slightly, leaned forward, stretched out her right index finger and pointed at the tip of Liu Ruiying's nose.

Such an intimate move caught Liu Ruiying off guard!

In his impression, Zhao Mingming has always been elegant and graceful, why is there such a strong atmosphere of wind and dust on his body when he sees it this time?

But the faint fragrance coming from the tip of his nose made him unable to extricate himself, and Liu Ruiying held Zhao Mingming's hand.

Zhao Mingming saw that her hand was held by Liu Ruiying, but she didn't feel shy and embarrassed, so she straightened up and took the test again.

Now the two of them are face to face.

"What, like me?"

Zhao Mingming's lips opened lightly, and she exhaled like an orchid.

"Sugar-fried chestnuts, your young lady ......"

Liu Ruiying turned her head to look at the sugar-fried chestnuts and asked.

saw that the sugar-fried chestnuts had already walked straight to the back framing room, ignoring what happened in the meantime.

"It's abrupt!"

His gaze moved away from Zhao Mingming's face for a moment, which made Liu Ruiying's mind stabilize slightly, and he let go of Zhao Mingming's hand, Shi Li apologized.

But Zhao Mingming didn't give Liu Ruiying any chance to relax, no matter where Liu Ruiying's eyes wandered, he turned his face to the past.

"It's not abrupt, I also like you to hold me. ”

Zhao Mingming said.

Liu Ruiying is not Tang Zhongsong after all.

Except for being seduced and teased by Li Yun on the night he first arrived in Jiying Town, where is there any chance to be so close to a woman?

For a while, he couldn't say a word, and his body stiffened and couldn't move in place.

He has a good impression of Zhao Mingming, which cannot be denied.

But what exactly is this kind of affection?

He had no way of knowing for sure.

Enjoy, admire, or love?

He couldn't tell.

However, when he was studying in the Investigation Division of the Central Capital, there was a sentence that made him quite eye-catching, saying that this 'love' is a thing that makes life and death promise each other.

Liu Ruiying knew that she was far from reaching this realm for Zhao Mingming.

Any man who sees such a beautiful woman must be tempted.

But is this heart-warming love or desire?

No matter how talented and heroic there are in the world, they can't break through this mystery.

Even a character like Zhang Xuezhi can't do it with a fan.

Liu Ruiying was already helpless, like a lonely man between heaven and earth.

If you don't have the fetters of the Investigation Division, you don't know where you will get up.

So he never thought that he would have a chance to find someone who could be with him for the rest of his life.

Even if there were, it wouldn't be now.

But which teenager is not affectionate? Who is a girl who is not pregnant with spring?

Although it has never been real, I have read a lot of novels about men and women.

Not only that, but who can jump out of the circle of love and hatred in the story staged on the stage?

"The vicissitudes of the sea are unmoving, and the sky is falling apart, and the concubine is beside him. The sea is dry, the heart is not dry, and the stone is not rotten. Always follow each other, don't be separated. When the concubine thinks of the concubine, the gentleman thinks of the concubine, but the end of the world is good and the middle. Luo Hong flew through the thousands of autumns, and the thin mandarin ducks hated to meet late. The peach blossoms are blooming, the spring is coming, the plum blossoms are blooming, and the snow is sad. Calmly and calmly rise with the wind, attachment does not need to go to the west. ”

Liu Ruiying seems to have had a dream for no reason.

The day he dreamed of it was winter.

I am arrogant and proud, watching the snow fall and press the bamboo.

He walked alone in this snowy river and lake, groaning in his mouth.

Who says that all men in this world are gentlemen?

He wanted to use his sword to immediately pierce these sanctimonious, human-faced and beastly hearts.

The heart is high, and the strength is insufficient.

Although he knows that the rivers and lakes are dangerous, the world is ignorant.

But after drifting through the wind and rain, it is inevitable that the vulgar wants to embark on the road home.

Childe, swordsman.

Even if he is born with a good skin, dazzling swords, and elegant writing, he is just a lascivious gambler after all, and it is difficult for a beast to be.

If she could, Liu Ruiying would rather seal herself in the coffin for fifty years, not seeing the light of day, not seeing the years, regardless of love, and no longer drawing her sword.

Although this trip is a long way, it is not too far, and it is not too long.

But it really made him fed up with the intrigues in the rivers and lakes, not distinguishing right from wrong, and fed up with the scheming behind the so-called "two-ribbed knife".

He wants to indulge once, ignoring status, age gap, ignoring worldly prejudices, and not looking at the bumps in the road ahead.

After all, the fragrance of this beautiful woman is much more pleasant than the smell of blood, and the softness of the beautiful woman is much more comfortable than the cold hilt of the sword.

When Liu Ruiying was gradually sinking, this reality was a different situation in Tang Zhongsong's eyes.

"Dad, mother, why are you here?"

The two people standing in front of Tang Zhongsong were his father Tang Ming, the governor of Dingzhou, and his mother Zou Yunyun.

"Mother misses you!

Zou Yunyun wanted to cry first, but she actually pounced on the pine in the soup and took it into her arms.

Tang Zhongsong was at a loss.

Even when he was in the capital city of Dingzhou, he may have been so close to his mother for a long time.

What's more, he saw Tang Ming, who had always been moody, standing there, with a gentle face full of thoughts.

Suddenly, all kinds of past events passed by like floating clouds in front of me.

I want to strategize by myself, although I don't say that I can win a thousand miles, but after all, I can keep the Tang family safe for 20 years.

The bamboo basket is empty.

Now that he is under the fence, he looks precarious, but it is difficult for him to mention a trace of heroism.

"Mother, I want to go home......"

Tang Zhongsong finally stretched out his arms, hugged his mother tightly, and spoke.

Although the tone was steady and the tone was pertinent, it could not stop the tears from rolling down.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Tang Zhongsong has always scoffed at such preaching, because what he hates most is those who claim to be self-proclaimed.

On the contrary, he felt that people should not cry and laugh.

But what I think in my heart and what I actually do is different from mud.

He'd been holding himself back for too long

He felt bitter in his heart.

I cried more than the medicine that the old ghost Ye grabbed for himself when he had a serious illness when he was a child.

The medicine is bitter, only in the tongue and throat, and after passing through the intestines, it is just entering the place of reincarnation of grains.

There is still a bitter medicine to cure the pain.

There is no way to solve the bitterness.

Tang Zhongsong knew that he couldn't go back, but at least now that his parents were both safe, it gave him a little comfort.

People, there must be a home.

It doesn't have to be luxurious, as long as the roof can shelter from the rain and the walls can block the wind.

This home not only carries your body, but also inhabits your soul.

When you are tired and sleepy, let your heart hide in it and let your body sleep.

No matter how bad it is, just smirk in the mirror, and it will always get better.

Tang Zhongsong's appearance has always been heartless, and he has been fickle since ancient times, and he is a stupid person.

But the prodigal son is the most affectionate.

only talks about the heroic world, and has no time for children to grow.

It's a pity that the heroes have tears, the world is scattered, the children don't exist, and the love can't be continued.

Tang Zhongsong has experienced too many sad things in the past 20 years.

He also wants to indulge.

He wanted to sing and complain about grievances in the world, and he drank and slashed people's heads with a sword.

"Let's go home, my mother will take you home!"

Zou Yunyun said and took Tang Zhongsong's hand.

But Tang Zhongsong was stunned in place.

He can't go, and he can't go back.

No matter how strong this expectation in his heart was, he couldn't leave.

Although he knew every inch of the long street, every stream and cloud, and every long pavilion in Dingzhou City, he still couldn't leave.

Since entering the Dingxi Palace, he has had more and more dreams.

Before, he was almost a dreamer.

Even if I did, I couldn't remember it.

But now, every night's dream is as if I have experienced it myself, it is so real, and even after waking up from the dream, I feel tired.

The most dreamed of it was when I left Dingzhou Mansion that day and went to Dingxi Palace.

The father was speechless, and the mother was teary-eyed.

Only Park Zhenghong silently packed his bags, pulled the reins of the carriage tightly, and then quietly said to him: "Childe, it's time to go on the road." ”

Matsumoto wanted to smile at this parent, after all, this is his style.

Not only laughing, but also waving his hand and shrugging his shoulders when he wants to laugh, by the way, it is really useless to mock a mother's crying nose.

But he didn't do it.

In the end, he just got into the carriage with a blank face and patted Park Jung-hong on the shoulder before getting on the bus.

"Outside the stream and clouds, on the side of the long street, the road ahead is dangerous. There is no wind, no rain, no orchestra, no words to mourn. Tempered in the world, looking up at the sky, I want to be the eight immortals in the wine. A pot of turbid wine gathers and disperses, and tears are dispersed. Thousands of miles apart, thinking and crying, whipping the shadow of the sky. When will I return after this year, but drink three hundred cups......"

Zou Yunyun saw that Tang Zhongsong didn't leave, and actually hummed a song gently.

This song was often sung by Zou Yunyun when she coaxed Tang Zhongsong to sleep when she was a child.

It is said that his mother wrote it herself.

Every time before Tang Ming set out on an expedition, Zou Yunyun would cook himself, only cooking a bowl of clear porridge, mixing three dishes of side dishes, and putting two pots of turbid wine.

A pot and Tang Ming drank it all.

When a pot waited for him to triumph, he went to the outside of Dingzhou Mansion to bring wine to greet him.

Hearing this song and thinking of the past, Tang Zhongsong couldn't help himself anymore, and knelt down to hide his face and cry bitterly.

"Go back! I'm not leaving! I can't go! Go back...... Get out of here!"

Tang Zhongsong first sobbed quietly, and then roared loudly.

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"Are you drinking again?!"

There was only one person in front of the three halves of the wine, and it was his grandmother.

"I don't have ......"

The wine three and a half said in a panic and hid the wine gourd behind his back.

"Alas...... Why are you so disobedient?"

Grandma, who was three and a half years old, said.

The third half of the wine was silent because of the lack of reason.

But my grandmother couldn't ride a horse, and she never went out, so how did she find herself?

"I don't need to look for it, I just need to rely on this old nose and smell the wine, no matter where you go, I can find you!"

The grandmother, who was three and a half drunk, pointed to her nose and said.

She seemed to have seen through the inner thoughts of the three halves of the wine.

"How is it all right?"

The grandmother, who was three and a half years old, asked in a softened tone.

"I'm a very good grandmother, and I've met a lot of good friends! They are all amazing! One is Liu Ruiying, who is from Zhongdu, has seen the world, and takes care of me, and there is a very beautiful girl, named Ou Xiao'e, who is the 'sword heart' of the Ou family, she is beautiful and has a good personality, and her cultivation is also very high, her Bauhinia Sword is really beautiful......

The wine three halves said to his grandmother.

Ou Xiao'e was not around, and the third half of the wine wanted to point out Liu Ruiying to her grandmother.

But when he looked around, there were only two people left in the entire courtyard, Chang Yishan, three and a half wines, and Liu Ruiying didn't know where to go.

"You like that girl very much?"

The grandmother, who was three and a half drunk, asked.

"Hey, we're good friends......"

Jiu Sanban touched the back of his head and said a little shyly.

"Friend, your grandfather and I were friends from the beginning, and your parents were friends from the beginning, and friendship is the foundation of love. Who is there a husband and wife in the world who don't first know each other through friendship and then fall in love with each other?"

Grandma, who was three and a half years old, said.

Don't look at the three and a half of the wine on weekdays, but that's just when he keeps drinking.

The wine of three and a half is his home.

Whether you are happy, sad, shy, or angry, you can find your home by adding a sip of wine to your mouth.

But now Grandma is on the other side.

She has always been against drinking on her own.

So the third half of the wine was a little twisted, and there were thousands of words blocked in his chest, but he couldn't say a word.

"Drink as much as you want, you've grown up...... No matter what I do, you're going to fly away after all, aren't you?"

The grandmother, who was three and a half years drunk, said very sadly.

"Where do I fly away?"

Hearing what grandma said, the third half of the wine took out the wine gourd behind his back and added a little sip to his mouth.

This bite was very small, less than half of his usual size.

You know, this is the first time he's drunk in front of his grandmother.

However, although the wine entered the mouth, the third half of the wine did not dare to swallow it.

Because after all, drinking alcohol is only considered drinking when it is swallowed and entered.

If you put it in your mouth like this, you can't count it as drinking.

The three halves of the wine still have some scruples in their hearts.

After all, if a habit is maintained for a long time, it cannot be said that it will change.

But holding the wine like this makes the three halves of the wine even more painful......

After holding it for a long time, his face was flushed, he inhaled sharply through his nose, but accidentally choked himself, wine gushed out of his mouth and nose, and he coughed violently.

"Look at you...... I don't know how to drink, so why do I have to pretend to be a thousand glasses and not get drunk?"

Grandma, who was three and a half years old, said.

"I'll drink!"

The wine was coughing and defending himself.

"Can people who can drink still choke on alcohol?"

The grandmother, who was three and a half years drunk, said disdainfully.

The third half of the wine smiled when he heard this.

remembered that when she was still in Jiuxing Village, her grandmother was so cynical.

But this taunt is warm, and it's called caring.

Everyone cares differently.

Some people ask for warmth all day long, from the hair to the heels, for fear that something is missing.

Some people turn a blind eye to the small things on weekdays, don't care at all, although they don't say it, they always do their best when the other party encounters difficulties, and silently do everything.

The grandmother who drank three and a half was the latter.

Although she doesn't have any great skills, she uses her inflexible hands and a pair of trembling legs and feet to make the wine grow little by little.

Jiu Sanhan loved his grandmother very much, although he showed more fear and awe.

"Did you find Jiuquan?"

The grandmother, who was three and a half drunk, asked.

"No...... I still came to Bogu House first. ”

The wine three halves said.

At that time, my grandmother tried every possible way to let him study, but he only wanted to have fun.

Now that he has arrived at Bogulou first, he feels that this is still something that can make his grandmother feel a little gratified.

"Actually, your book is very well read, although I can't understand the things you wrote, but you wrote so many words, it's very powerful. Much stronger than your grandfather, much stronger than your father!"

Grandma, who was three and a half years old, said.

The wine three and a half smiled, he was very happy, and finally took a big sip of wine without any scruples.

This time, I didn't put it in my mouth, but swallowed it very smoothly.

He didn't want to hide from Jiuxing Village when he left Jiuxing Village, but he felt that if he continued to stay, he was afraid that he would never be able to get his grandmother's approval.

He would love to hear his grandmother's affirmation.

Even if his grandmother's literacy level was limited to literacy, he wanted to hear a word of approval.

He heard it just now.

And it's real and vague to hear.

So he wanted to hear it again.

"If you write a lot of words, it doesn't necessarily mean that you're amazing......"

The wine three halves said.

is deliberately modest, but in fact, he wants his grandmother to say another word that agrees with him.

"That's true, but if you want to write, keep writing. As long as you write well, there will always be people who can understand you to appreciate you. ”

Grandma, who was three and a half years old, said.

The wine is a little lost.

Grandma's words, although objective, are somewhat ambiguous.

What he wanted to hear was the same direct praise as before.

"I will! I came to Bogulou for this purpose, people here read a lot of books, and they can understand it! And there is a master Chang, and he also said that the poems I write are good!"

The wine three halves said.

But he lied.

Because Chang Yishan never said that his poems were good, he just said that he heard that he could write poems.

As for that sentence, it was said by himself at the time.

When people are in a hurry to prove themselves, they will inevitably pull one or two authorities to stand on their own platform.

Even if you make up words and put them in the mouth of such an authority, you can temporarily satisfy your vanity.

But it's not a good habit.

Lying is not right in any case, and it is addictive, and this addiction is much more terrible than alcohol and gambling.

Alcohol addiction can only ruin people's spirits, gambling addiction can only ruin people's lives, but lying addiction can ruin everything, from the inside out, from top to bottom.

Deceive others and deceive yourself first.

How can a person who is not true to himself have truth in life?

will only be immersed in the beauty of their own weaving, step by step, and over time, they will feel that it should be so.

When he took the lie as reality, the man ceased to exist.

Jiu Sanhan was a very real person, and he didn't know why he lied just now.

But this feeling of lying made him very bad.

Although he knew that his grandmother would not verify it at all, he had no way to verify it.

But he still has a kind of landless self-esteem that has been exposed.

He wanted to explain, telling his grandmother that Master Chang hadn't said that, and that it was his own imagination.

But he couldn't say it, this sentence was like the first sip of wine just now, he held it in his mouth, and he couldn't retreat.

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"What's going on here?!Why is the swift arrow rising?"

Chang Yishan faced two Bo Guwei.

But he did not answer, but took out an inkstone and a pen from his sleeve.

"What did you do to the three of them?"

Chang Yishan asked.

Since the two of them appeared, Liu Ruiying had a smirk on her face, Tang Zhongsong knelt on the ground in pain, and her face was sweaty and red after the wine was sprayed in half of the wine.

"We're Boguwei, what do you mean?!"

The two asked.

Chang Yishan sneered.

The real Boguwei will not reaffirm that he is Boguwei.

What's more, although he didn't wear the seven-grade Huang Luoyue's literary clothes, he often remembered the face of the mountain, and everyone knew it in Bogulou.

Although he said before that this Boguwei is very dogmatic and rigid, and he doesn't even give him face.

But at least politeness, Boguwei will still do it.

Moreover, Boguwei is usually in a group of five, and his own swift arrow will come in at least two or three groups.

After all, this swift arrow is different for everyone, and with his status and cultivation, it must be a big deal to be able to raise the swift arrow.

It's been more than twenty-three years since he last raised the arrow.

Chang Yishan looked at the two of them carefully.

The two of them wore Huanhua cotton brocade armor, which was indeed Boguwei's standard clothing.

But Chang Yishan saw a touch of bright red from the gap between the shoulders of the two!

Under this Huanhua cotton brocade armor, the two of them even wore a layer of bright red shirts.

"Red-robed guest?!"

Chang Yishan exclaimed.

"Recognized?"

A wicked smile appeared on the faces of the two.

"Bo Gulou has always lived in a corner, only cultivating literature and Taoism, not asking about the world and the rivers and lakes, what do you want to do like this?"

Chang Yishan asked.

"Since you know that we are red-robed guests, you must also know that we don't know anything about it. It's just doing what you're told. ”

The two said.

"These three people are not from Bogulou, do they have to be embarrassed?"

Chang Yishan said.

His left hand was already holding up the inkstone.

"I didn't embarrass them, or they weren't qualified enough to embarrass us...... We just gave them what they wanted most. It's much better than what you're about to experience!"

The two said.

Immediately ripped off the Huanhua cotton brocade armor on his body, completely revealing the red robe below.

This red robe was unusually wide, and it could cover the entire body inside, revealing only one head, but not even the edge of the shoe.

This red robe was also bright and abnormal, exuding a rich blood, which was better than the blood in the framing room behind him.

Chang Yishan's face is solemn.

He watched as the two red-robed guests parted and stood on his left and right.