Volume 1 The First Entry Chapter 3 An Old Smoking Pot
The man grabbed the reins, turned over and dismounted, rushed to the three of them, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said in fear: "Your Highness is frightened! Your Highness is too late to save the car, and the crime deserves death, please punish Your Highness heavily." As he spoke, he touched his head to the ground.
Xiao Minglong hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said with a smile: "General Gu doesn't have to blame himself. Tonight is my micro-service outing, and it has nothing to do with the general. β
"God bless, Your Highness is safe, otherwise the guilty minister will die and will not be redeemed! Please rest assured, Your Highness, your subordinates will definitely find out what happened tonight. The general said excitedly, and then raised his hand, and said sharply:
"What are you all still doing in a daze, hurry up and search around to see if there are any clues. β
"No need. Xiao Minglong suddenly spoke, and said word by word, "General Gu, there is no need to investigate tonight's matter, and don't publicize it to the public." If you leak the slightest rumor, I'll ask you!"
"Huh...... There is no need to pursue such a big thing?"
Seeing his puzzled face, Xiao Di followed and said in a deep voice: "General Gu, Your Highness is traveling privately tonight, which is not in line with the palace rules, if it is spread out, it will just give those people with ulterior motives to attack His Royal Highness the Prince;
"Yes, my subordinates understand, and I will obey the orders of the prince!" General Gu retreated to the side after speaking.
Long Shaoyang's heart moved, and the doubts on his face finally became surprised, and he was stunned and said, "Brother Long, are you ...... You are ......"
Xiao Minglong laughed and nodded: "Brother Long, if you had known that I was the current prince, I am afraid that you and I would not have this Jinlan friendship." β
Long Shaoyang deliberately panicked and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the golden branches and jade leaves, Long Moujie grass people, offended the golden body, and the crime deserves death." As he spoke, he knelt down and saluted.
Xiao Minglong hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up, and said with a smile: "Those who don't know are not guilty, not to mention that I deliberately concealed it, the eldest brother is all-round in civil and military affairs, and the younger brother is in love......! In this way, in the future, you and I will still be called brothers in private, so that we can have both public and private interests. β
Long Shaoyang hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, by all means, His Royal Highness is noble, how dare the villain trespass." β
Xiao Minglong said: "Big brother, I respect your literary talent and martial arts, you and I hit it off at first sight, why bother to say this?"
Xiao Di also interjected: "Brother Long, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is sincere, and you are an extraordinary person, why bother to stick to these red tapes?"
Long Shaoyang opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say anything, so he didn't shirk at the moment.
Xiao Di said again: "Brother Long, you just said that you are from Haizhou, I don't know what happened to Los Angeles?"
Long Shaoyang said: "Brother Xiao, I can't hide it, my little brother has long heard that the Shangyuan Festival in Luocheng is full of flowers, and he admires it very much. β
Xiao Di nodded and said, "I see." I wonder where Brother Long lives now?"
"The Return Inn of the East City. Long Shaoyang replied.
Xiao Diluo groaned, turned to look at Xiao Minglong, and after seeing the other party's affirmative eyes, he said: "Brother Long, you have just arrived in Luocheng, and you are unfamiliar with the people, so it is better to stay in my house temporarily, first, to facilitate Your Highness's communication with you, and secondly, to take care of you." I wonder what you think?"
Long Shaoyang bowed slightly and saluted, "Brother Tai is gracious, but disrespectful. In this way, it will disturb Brother Xiao. β
When the Xiao brothers saw that he agreed to live in the Xiao Mansion, they were very happy.
Xiao Di pointed to the soldiers beside him and said: "The two of you go to the Dongcheng Return Inn, take the Long Gongzi salute and send it to my mansion; the two of you will now send me and Xiao Gongzi back to the house, and the rest of the people will be led by General Gu to escort His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to the East Palace!"
Long Shaoyang said: "There is a lot of labor, all the military masters! I am alone, I have no long things, and I carry an old burden and put it in the room. β
"Yes, Lord Zhanshi!" replied the soldiers in unison.
At that moment, Long Shaoyang and Xiao Minglong chatted a few more words, and then they said goodbye.
When the time came, the tourists gradually dispersed.
Long Shaoyang, Xiao Di and his entourage walked along the avenue, and after about half an hour, everyone came to a tall mansion, and the black pressure was very spectacular. Two lanterns with the word "Xiao" on the left and one on the right are hung high, shining on the word "Xiaofu" on the plaque, which is very eye-catching.
Long Shaoyang's heart moved, and he felt a bitterness surging into his throat. Just as he was in a daze, an old servant stepped forward and shouted, "The eldest young master is back, go and inform the young lady!"
"Uncle Cheng, send someone to take these two soldiers and brothers to the account room, each of them will pay ten taels of silver, and then arrange for someone to prepare the furnishings, hot water and other materials of the Zhu House, and then come to the main hall, I still have something to order. Xiao Di commanded.
"Yes, young master. β
"Lord Xie Xiao!"
Xiao Di said "please", and there was already a subordinate holding a lantern to guide in front, and Long Shaoyang followed Xiao Di into the second gate, through the patio, and into the main hall.
The candle flame in the main hall is high, spacious and bright, and everything is orderly and spotless.
Xiao Di let go of his hand, smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Long, please take a seat, since you live in our mansion, you will treat this as if it were your own home, and you don't have to be restrained." β
"Thank you Brother Xiao for your love. Long Shaoyang bowed and smiled, leaning over and sitting down.
Between the words, there are already maids to serve tea, the glaze is shiny, clean and elegant celadon cup, the tea color is tender green, smooth and straight, the aroma is mellow, it is the famous tea Longjing.
This is the Longjing of the tribute of the Eastern Wu Kingdom, the tea tasting pays attention to the "three points", the new tea, the sweet spring, the cleaner is one, the weather is good for the two, the guests with the same smell are three, and it is a great blessing in life at three o'clock tonight. Brother Long, please use tea!" Xiao Di said, picking up the teacup and taking a sip first.
"I didn't expect that Brother Xiao was also quite accomplished in tea art, and in the future, he would live in your mansion, near the water, and it would be much more convenient for Shaoyang to ask for advice. Long Shaoyang said, and also raised a glass of tea.
Xiao Di turned his face and saw that the old servant Cheng Bo was already waiting under the porch of the door, and he knew that what he had just ordered was done. There was a girl standing next to her, but she was Madame's personal maid, so she asked, "Yu'er, it's so late, what's the matter with Madame?"
The maid said a little timidly: "Madame said that there was nothing special, and said that it was ---- said that it was the second lady of Madame's family, and she was going to come to the house as a guest these days, and she wanted to discuss it with the master." β
"Okay, you go back to Madame first, and I'll go over at once. Xiao Di said, stood up, and said with a smile, "Who doesn't know this Miss Zhu's temper in the whole Los Angeles? If I don't let her come, she will be willing to obey? Brother Long, I'm out of company! You can stay in peace, if you have any difficulties and doubts, you can ask Uncle Cheng for advice, remember!"
After saying that, he shook Long Shaoyang's hand vigorously, turned around and limped.
Long Shaoyang's eyebrows moved slightly, and he carefully looked at the old servant in front of him: about sixty years old, tall and thin, hunched over, with dark skin, wrinkles like old bark piled all over his face, his facial features were not very clear, and an old smoking pot was pinned between the tattered gray robes, the smell was choking, and it looked even more ugly.
The old servant took out the fire fold, lit the tobacco leaves, took a few sips, coughed a few times, took a lantern from the hand of the housekeeper, and said, "Young Master Long, the old slave is in front of you to show you the way, let's go." "The voice was hoarse, dry, and low.
After speaking, he didn't wait for Long Shaoyang to reply, turned around and left. Long Shaoyang had no choice but to follow behind, passing through the corridor and courtyard, without saying anything all the way.
Out of the corner gate, walking along the cobblestone road, Long Shaoyang only felt that he came to a large garden, the darkness could not be seen, only the smoke pot flickered on and off, lining the dim lantern in front, revealing a sense of loneliness and gloom, and there was an indescribable strange feeling.
Suddenly, there were several "cooing" sounds from one side.
Long Shaoyang stopped all of a sudden, but the old servant couldn't stop walking, and suddenly said: "Young Master Long, don't panic, those are a few pigeons fed by the eldest young master." Flowers, grasses, fish and birds, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, these pleasant and nourishing things, the eldest young master is the favorite on weekdays. β
Long Shaoyang smiled silently, took a step, and followed.
I only heard the old servant say again: "Young Master Long, from the perspective of the old slave, you are not an ordinary person!"
Long Shaoyang was shocked, and immediately settled down, hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but smile and ask: "Uncle, you don't understand what the juniors are talking about, and I hope the seniors will advise!"
Although the son didn't say it, the old slave could see it. The old servant slowed down and said slowly, "Young Master, it's rare to see him smile so happily and say so many things. Well, he's been reticent since that incident more than a decade ago, but tonight he's very different. This is one of them. β
"Oh?"
"Second, this visitor to the Xiao Mansion is usually never received by him, let alone go straight to the main hall and serve tea and talk. β
"Hmm. β
"Third," the old servant coughed a few times, his eyes blazing, and continued, "this courtyard is a house, even if the family members are not instructed to do so, they can't come in without permission. In addition to the birthdays and death days of the eldest princess and the master, the eldest young master only comes to this courtyard on weekdays to plant flowers and grass, feed fish and birds, and do not stay overnight. As for overnight guests, there is no precedent. After saying that, he coughed violently again.
"Hmm. β
Long Shaoyang didn't continue this topic, but said: "In the humble opinion of the younger generation, the seniors are not ordinary people!"
He said to himself: "Come and don't be rude." I also have three credentials, I wonder if my seniors are willing to listen?"
"Young Master Long, the old slave listens. Cheng Bo spat out a puff of cigarette and smiled.
"First, the seniors are over sixty years old, but they are vigorous, and compared with the younger generations, they have not fallen behind at all along the way, which shows that the foot strength is extraordinary. β
"Oh. β
Second, the seniors walked through the corridor and passed through the courtyard, beating around the bush, walking on the ground, the lantern in their hands was safe and steady, and the lines did not move, which showed that the strength was extraordinary. β
"Hmm. β
"Three, the predecessors hold the tobacco pot, the tobacco leaves are bright and dark, the light is long and the dark is long, the light is short and the dark is short, it is really very out of reach, and it can be seen that the lung strength is extraordinary. With all three of them, how can you be a mediocre person?"
"Haha. The old servant clapped his hands and praised, "Gongzi Long is really Yuxiu Zhongling-Zhu She has arrived, Gongzi please!"
The old servant opened the door and let Long Shaoyang into the hall.
The candle flame in the hall is high, and the plaque is hung high in the middle, with the word "Zhu She" written, dignified and square, neat and standardized. There is a painting hanging below: the mountains in the distance are undulating, like waves meeting, the sun is falling between the ups and downs of the mountains, and the jackdaws are dotted. A mountain ridge is prominent, a few bald trees are scattered around, bleak and lonely, there is a pavilion on the ridge, the person in the pavilion is light and slow, a scribe dress, is carrying his hands on his back, and looks sideways into the distance. With a few brushstrokes, the face is not very clear, but a sword eyebrow is particularly eye-catching.
There is a couplet on the left and right, and it is written on the left: "The mountains wipe the sun, the sky points jackdaws, and the clouds cover the way home." On the right, it is written: "The whale loses the water, the tiger and the leopard are in the pass, and there is no way out." But it is written in cursive, like a single stroke, occasionally disconnected, and the gestures are constant. The color of the scroll has turned yellow, which shows that it has been a long time.
Long Shaoyang saw that this painting was majestic and desolate, and the word was magnificent, and he couldn't help but praise: "What a Danqing wonderful pen!"
Just as he could see the gods, he suddenly heard the hoarse voice of the old servant behind him, "Childe, please use tea!"
Long Shaoyang turned around and reached out to take the cup, but unexpectedly it touched the teacup, and the cup shook, and the tea splashed out and spilled on the cuff of his right hand.
"Is the son so hot?" old slave damn it, look at my clumsy ......" The old servant was busy wiping the tea on his cuffs with his hands while his mouth was endless.
Long Shaoyang saw him roll up the cuff of his right hand, his heart moved, and he vaguely guessed his intentions, knowing that he had no malicious intent, he didn't dodge at the moment, and said lightly: "Seniors don't have to care, it's not in the way." β
The sleeve was rolled up, and about two inches above the wrist, a red birthmark the size of a fingernail was visible, as if a small pale red petal was glued to it.
Long Shaoyang only felt that the two hands holding his wrists were slowly tightening, and a steady stream of warm currents poured out from his palms, warm but not hot, peaceful but not intense, like the warm sun in winter.
Time seemed to stand still in this moment.
Suddenly, this warm current was brokenβthe old servant let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Let the son see and laugh." Childe doesn't have to be older than seniors, although the old slave can be the grandfather of the son, but everyone Cheng Bo Cheng is used to it, and the son will call me Cheng Bo in the future. β
coughed a few times as he spoke, and then said: "The tea and beds are ready to stop, the son will rest early, the old slave will retire, and he will come back tomorrow to serve." After speaking, he didn't wait for a reply, turned around and walked out.
Long Shaoyang finished washing alone, sat on the edge of the bed, only felt that his heart was like flying flotsam, and he was completely sleepy, so he pushed open the window with his shoes on, but saw that the full moon was like a plate, and the cold moonlight was sprinkled down like mercury, covering the whole body, and the cold was pressing.
He stared blankly, sculpturally motionless. After a long time, he muttered: "Shangyuan is alone on the railing, and his heart is in Los Angeles and in Wu." At this moment, I am in L.A., and my heart is in L.......A."