Chapter 9 Night Tour of Huainan

Settle down in the pavilion, the sky is still bright. The palm hat actually allows everyone to move freely. This is not uncommon in the Ministry of Industry, after all, it is free time to collect work, but for the army with strict military discipline, this is a rare exception, and it can't catch up twice a year. The palm asked everyone to return before the hour, otherwise they would be punished, and before the words fell, everyone had already rushed out of the door in twos and threes.

The market at night is several times more bustling and noisy than during the day, and although it is not yet dark, the shops have hung up their red lights and begun to prepare for the delivery. The people who came and went blushed. All kinds of shops on both sides of the street, shouting, selling, and laughing form a flowing singing sound, and the gurgling Huai River through the ancient city, a good "five or six people are idle, and the twilight is against the Huai Shuixia." ”。

chose a restaurant, and everyone sat around a few tables, because Zhang Li and Wang Shao were officials, they naturally didn't dare to share the table with them, so they opened a table for the two of them to sit on the river. Today, Wang Shao took the initiative to treat everyone and let everyone order wine and food. Here, Wang Shao filled the wine to the palm hat, and the two raised their glasses to drink. At first, the two talked about their views on the case, and as they chatted, they began to talk about their respective interests. When he heard that the palm hat also liked the rhythm, Wang Shao was very happy, saying that he had learned the short flute, and the palm hat said that he could play the piano for a day or two. The more they drank, the more they rose, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. Wang Shao said: "I thought that the person who chose Shangjun to practice martial arts must be extremely serious and unsmiling. Today, it turned out to be an elegant person, and mellow and friendly. Zhang Li said: "I didn't expect that Jing Lunjun was also a lively and chic person in private. When the two of them touched their wine glasses, they laughed knowingly, causing the subordinates at the table next to them to turn their heads, not knowing what the two adults were talking about so happily.

After being full of wine and food, someone suggested boarding a boat to swim in Huaishui at night, and someone immediately echoed, and looked at Zhangli and Wang Shao inquiringly. Wang Shao's eyes were a little drunk, and he asked Zhangjia: "The idea is very good." Choose Shangjun, should you?" Zhang Li nodded: "You went to rent a boat, and I will wait on this bridge." "Everyone went to the boatman to rent a boat.

Zhangli and Wang Shao stayed on the shore, and the two walked onto the lightly wet stone bridge, looking at the swaying lights reflected in the dark green river, the autumn wind blowing, the wine swaying, the drunken eyes, and the dull and depressing feeling of the tomb for a few days.

"On a good day this autumn, I will write new poems on the bridge.

There is a good moon in the dew, and the wine is poured and called each other.

Swaggering northwest finger, leisure lovesickness,

I only hear the amateurs, and I am tired of laughing and laughing. ”

Wang Shao put his hands behind his back and chanted poetry in a clear and soft voice. This scene and this sound, the palm hat seems familiar.

At this time, two small boats passed on the river, and someone in one of the boats in front of them shouted at them, and when they looked down, they were waving their hands. Zhang Li looked sideways at Wang Shao: "Are you on the boat?" Wang Shao was about to ask where to dock, when he felt his shoulders tighten, Zhang Li actually grabbed his arm with his left hand, pulled him to fly off the bridge, and before he could react, the two had landed firmly on the boat, attracting a burst of applause from the people on the shore. Wang Shao felt that his face was hot, but fortunately, at night, no one noticed. After standing firmly, the palm hat let go of his hand and asked softly, "Didn't you scare?" Wang Shao hurriedly said, "No, no." It's just that I didn't expect Xue Shangjun to be so good. Palm Sneered and looked at him, meaning that I didn't expect our young master to have this hand.

Walking along the water, the lights on both sides of the strait are even more pleasant. Suddenly, Wang Shao took out a short flute from under his coat, put it to his mouth and blew it, and the whining sound of the flute sounded on the surface of the river. Zhangli was surprised when he brought the short flute, and looked at him sideways, only to see Wang Shao slightly bowing his head, half-closed eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, the bridge of his tall nose undulating a beautiful outline, his slightly thick lips pursed, and he squirmed slightly and exhaled.

After a few days, he just rushed around and immersed himself in handling the case, but he didn't even look at Wang Shao carefully, at least not so closely. He was born so exquisitely that he really deserved to be one of the seven beauties. Looking at it, Zhang Li's heart couldn't help but rise an unknown sourness, if at this moment, it was the person standing next to him, it should be a different feeling.

After a song, Zhang Li and Wang Shao were speechless, both standing at the stern of the boat, with their hands behind their backs, staring at the Huaishui River that was as far away as if it were gone. The night is as cold as water, the remembrance is like a dream, the amateur in my heart, where is tonight.

By the window of a dark building on the shore, a pair of slender eyes stared coldly at the two people on the boat, until the boat was far away and disappeared into the vast night.

Back at the pavilion, it's past the hour. Everyone laughed and teased: "The deputy general, the time has passed, and the punishment will not be punished." The palm said angrily: "Of course you have to be punished, the military regulations are like a mountain." Everyone hurriedly pretended to be scared and went to Wang Shao: "Lord Wang, it doesn't matter if the deputy general punishes us, he won't punish you too." The palm glared at them. Wang Shao smiled lightly: "Okay." I'll just take the punishment. Zhangfu blushed, and immediately explained: "Lord Wang has misunderstood, I am talking about punishing them." "Punishment, should be punished. Punish you to go back to your room and sleep at once, and whoever sleeps one step later will be punished for an hour. As soon as the palm of the hat spoke, everyone had disappeared without a trace. Wang Shao shook his head with a smile, and said to Zhangjia: "If you don't feel sleepy, it's better to move to the younger brother's room and drink a cup of tea to relieve hangover." ”

"Okay!" As soon as the words came out, Zhangli himself didn't expect to agree so simply.

Late autumn has entered, and there is a small charcoal stove in the room. Sitting in front of the table, watching Wang Shao light the charcoal stove and hang the copper kettle, then returned to the table and reached out to pick up the tea pot on the table. The tea cans are black and iron-colored, and they are sprinkled with gold petals, and at a glance you can see that they are not the vulgar things of the Guanyi Inn. He gently unscrewed the lid and used his thumb and forefinger to pick up some tea leaves and place them in the same black iron sprinkled with gold in the teapot. Then sit quietly at the table and wait for the water to boil. After a while, the water boiled, Wang Shao gently got up and made hot water back, poured a cup and gently pushed it in front of the palm hat with his right hand, spread his right hand, and motioned for the palm hat to use tea. Then pour yourself a glass. How could this coherent movement be so similar? Could it be that Qimei has all been trained in making the same tea?

Palmsa picked up the teacup, and a faint green astringency permeated the tongue buds, aftertaste in the mouth.

"Good tea. Wang Zuocheng is really an elegant and exquisite person, and he brings his own tea sets. Unlike rough people like me, it's enough to take a sip wherever you go. The title of the palm hat suddenly became polite. This made Wang Shao's hand hold tea for a moment. Then he also said politely: "The palm teeth will be clearly thick and fine, and the heart will be as thin as hair." ”

Both of them were silent suddenly, bowing their heads and sipping tea vigorously. When one wanted to peek at the other person's expression, he looked up and found that the other person had just looked up at him. Glancing at each other, Wang Shao immediately filled up the tea, and drank another cup of palms...

Finally a pot of tea was drunk. Zhangli hurriedly said goodbye and went out. Wang Shao didn't send it either.

Good night's sleep.