1 Sixty-nine Goodbye, Zhixian
When Mr. Wei arrived, there were a lot of carriages parked outside the county lord's mansion, many people were standing, and a lot of things were piled up on the ground, most of which were miscellaneous items and scrolls.
The subordinates in the palace were constantly running in and out with all kinds of books and scrolls, and the housekeeper in the mansion was staring at the movements of these subordinates with a serious face, and scolded from time to time.
At this time, when he saw Mr. Wei coming, he immediately raised his hand and saluted, he knew the relationship between this gentleman and his master, and he didn't dare to slack off.
With the guidance of the housekeeper, Mr. Wei walked into the back house and saw the county magistrate who was cleaning up his things there, today he was not wearing an official uniform, he was wearing a blue robe, with a blue hairband on his head, and his hair was neatly combed backwards.
After the county magistrate saw Mr. Wei walk in, he smiled, but he didn't stop the movement in his hand, he was constantly putting some sundries into a brown square cloth on the table.
"Your Excellency, are you leaving?"
Mr. Wei walked to the side of the magistrate and said softly.
"Don't call me an adult, I'm going to Liangdu soon. ”
Lord Zhixian waved his hand and said indifferently.
"Congratulations to my brother for his ascension. “
Mr. Wei congratulated the magistrate.
As an official, he went up from the place to the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is promoted.
The county magistrate didn't say anything this time, just nodded and smiled.
"You're leaving, aren't you?"
"yes, I'm leaving soon. ”
"Where are you going?"
"Kameyama. ”
"Oh, that's only four hundred miles away from Daliang, which means we still have a chance to meet. ”
"Then I'm going to bother you again. ”
The four corners of the square cloth were crossed and knotted in his hand, and the magistrate carried the burden behind him, straightened his back again, looked around the place where he had lived and worked for more than ten years, took a deep breath, and then turned around and no longer nostalgic.
Mr. Wei didn't move, just stood quietly behind the magistrate.
At this time, after the magistrate turned around, the sides of the two were staggered.
Looking at the people who were close at hand, Mr. Wei turned his face slightly and said softly,
"Light Hou... Take care. ”
Lord Zhixian... Lu Qinghou's body shook slightly, but soon stabilized, and nodded slightly, "Sanping... You too. ”
Mr. Wei turned around slowly, stood in place and watched the back of the county magistrate walking forward, and watched him walk to the door and cross the threshold.
As if feeling the gaze behind him, Lord Zhixian turned sideways and bent down slightly.
It was a little far away and he couldn't see clearly, but he seemed to laugh.
Looking at the figure that has been with him for more than ten years, Mr. Wei felt a little trance in front of him, he always remembered the new Zhixian who was wearing a blue shirt, with fair skin, and looked a little stupid, the Lu Qinghou twenty years ago, the reader who always talked about Ziyu at the beginning.
Gold and white bi buy songs and laughs, drunk and light princes.
This time you go back,
Is it to avenge the thief?
Case...
Then we'll see you again...
Take care.