The autumn afternoon sun is lazy.

After sending off outside the city, the two of them strolled leisurely on the edge of the West Lake. The prosperity here is as good as yesterday, or even worse, with less scholarly atmosphere that scolds Fang Xuan and directs the country, and more glamorous lyrics and vulgar songs. Maybe it's because of the withering of Dajin, or maybe it's because the Mongolians are full of sheep, which makes them think that the rivers and mountains here are eternal, and those people will never be able to set foot in the south of the Yangtze River.

There are a lot of boats moored on the edge of the West Lake, and the sound of the talented people of the Qinglou frolicking comes from time to time, but there are also teahouses, three cups and two lamps, sitting a few people, chatting about the world, and having fun.

Yue Ziran didn't want to board the boat for tea, but after passing by a boat moored on the shore, someone shouted to him behind him: "Yue Gongzi, please stay." ”

Yue Ziran turned his head to look at the sound and saw that it was Meng Heng who he hadn't seen for a while.

Standing still, before he could reply, Meng Heng had already stepped forward. He arched his hand and said to Yue Ziran: "Sure enough, it's Gongzi Yue, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Yue Ziran returned the salute and said, "Long time no see, how is General Meng lately?"

"It's still the same. Meng Heng said modestly: "But I haven't seen my son-in-law this year, Meng's stomach can suffer, and Mrs. Ling's cooking skills are truly peerless and unforgettable." ”

After that, Meng Hui turned around to say hello, but after seeing Mu Nianci, he was stunned, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his heart.

"Mu Nianci has seen the general. Mu Nianci bent down to his luggage.

Meng Hui hurriedly returned.

"I just returned to Lin'an Mansion today, and my inner son was tired, but I disappointed General Meng. Yue Ziran chuckled, but did not introduce Mu Nianci's identity.

Meng Hui mistakenly thought that Mu Nianci was also Yue Ziran's concubine, and it was clear that Yue Ziran was no longer envious in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a joke. Meng Hui smiled and waved his hand. Invite Yue Ziran: "If you have free time, why don't you go on the boat with Meng for a cup of tea?"

"It's fine. Yue Ziran nodded without refusal.

So the two of them were under the leadership of Meng Heng. After boarding the boat at the wharf, the boatman untied the rope tied to the willow tree by the shore and propped himself up to the center of the lake.

Meng Heng humbly said that he was still living the same life, but Yue Ziran didn't think so.

At least in Yue Ziran's intelligence, Meng Heng's father, Meng Zongzheng, a famous anti-Jin general known as "Grandpa Meng" by the Jin, had just died in the spring.

The Zhongshun Army, as an army formed by Meng Zongzheng to receive the Jin people's internal refugees, was initially under the command of Jiang Hai after Meng Zongzheng's death. However, due to the unconvincing situation, the army was in turmoil, and in the end, the Jinghu Command Division could only hand over the Zhongshun army to Meng Heng's command.

At this time, Meng Heng was in the period of filial piety, but he was directly promoted from the previous Guanghua County Lieutenant to the real head of the first army, and it is not too much to say that he was high-spirited.

The ship was divided into two levels, the first floor was about the galley and the resting place of the servants, and there were five or six soldiers standing with spears in their hands.

On the second floor, there is a place for cooking tea in the center of the cabin, and tables and chairs are placed in a regular manner on both sides. Next to her, a maid with a long green shirt and a white gauze dress was waiting.

Covered by light veil around. The breeze blew and fluttered slightly, and the figures inside and the scenery outside were like a layer of fog, and they couldn't really see it, but they could see it for seven or eight minutes.

On the opposite side of the first seat, there is a private room blocked by a beaded curtain on the floor, and sandalwood is placed outside the curtain, and the smoke is filled, creating an elegant and dusty atmosphere.

The figure in the bead curtain shook, Meng Heng clapped his hands, and the crisp sound of spring water splashing on the bluestone came to his face, making people suddenly feel the clarity and cleanliness of the spring water.

"A good piano to play. Yue Ziran couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised, "I can listen to this song and drink tea, the tea can't be soaked in the tea and it doesn't matter, the meaning of quenching thirst is already full of wandering, General Meng really has Yaxing." ”

Meng Hui was not proud at all, he smiled and said: "Yue Gongzi is not humiliating, the sound of Su Su Qin is far worse than Mu Qingzhu, Yue Gongzi listens to Mu Girl's solo every day, and his taste is already extraordinary, this kind of music has not dirty Yue Gongzi's ears, Meng is already happy." ”

What Yu Qiaogeng once said was really good, this Meng Heng sour text dragged up a set of them, and ordinary people are afraid that they can't resist it.

"How do you know?" asked Yue Ziran.

"Hehe, it has been less than half an hour since everyone got off the carriage at your inn, and the entire Hangzhou City has already spread all over the city. Meng Hui said with a smile, at this time, the teapot water on the stove was boiling, Meng Hui brought it up, personally poured tea for Yue Ziran and Mu Nianci, and then made it for himself, and said: "I listened to Mu Qingzhu's farewell song by the Xihua Broken Bridge that day, and I thought I would never see it again, but I didn't expect to appear in Gongzi's mansion again." ”

After that, Meng Heng shook his head, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Could it be that this year, Gongzi Yue went to chase after everyone?"

Yue Ziran turned the teacup and said with a smile: "Why does General Meng ask knowingly?"

Meng Hui smiled slightly and continued: "Everyone has a love for beauty, but don't be greedy enough, so it will be unbeautiful if you fall into a catastrophe. ”

Yue Ziran didn't argue when he heard what he said, he just took a sip of tea and said, "Tea is good tea, but unfortunately the water soaked is not good water." ”

"Why isn't the Longjing water on the top not a good tea?" Meng Hui asked with a smile, but Mu Nianci could already hear the-for-tat from it.

"Tea has a sense of Zen, and it can probably taste a calm life, a relieved life, and a life of smiling and looking at the breezy clouds. Yue Ziran shook his head lightly and continued: "Tea is good tea, but when you pour it in, its taste changes. ”

Meng Heng's movements froze, and he covered up for a while, and staggered the topic and said: "Miss Susu is a beautiful woman with excellent talent who emerged after Miss Mu left the West Lake. She plays the piano well, I wonder what Gongzi Yue sounds like is worse than Miss Mu?"

"Your sister. Yue Ziran secretly scolded his mother in his heart, and regretted that he didn't bring Miss Huang out, he and Mu Nianci could be said to have eight tricks and seven tricks for these things of vassal elegance - they didn't know anything, what could they say?

The figure in the bead curtain also bowed down, speaking softly in Wu language: "Please give me advice." ”

"Yes. Yue Ziran pretended to be pretentious for a long time, and Mu Nianci was about to laugh when he watched from the side, so he took a sip of tea and said, "I can't tell you about the pointing, your piano skills are excellent, but compared with Mu Qingzhu, there are still some things missing." ”

"What is it?" Meng Heng asked.

"Soul. Yue Ziran raised his index finger and pretended to be very proficient.

"Oh?" Meng Hui asked pretending to be interested, "Childe will listen carefully." ”

Yue Ziran has no ink on the piano chest, but he has a set of nonsense.

He said: "Have you ever heard the sound of the wind blowing through the reeds, have you ever heard the sound of the birds returning to their nests in the bamboo forest, and the sound of bamboo leaves falling one after another? Have you ever heard the sound of selling apricot blossoms in the deep alleys of the city in the drizzle? These are all souls. ”

"It's like a military man. Yue Ziran looked at Meng Hui and said lightly: "Is it loyal to decay and living in a corner, or is it loyal to ambition and opening up peace for all eternity." Their souls are not the same. ”

Meng Heng was stunned, put down the teacup in his hand, and chuckled: "This is just the prejudice of the son, the so-called Tao is different, it is difficult to make a plan, I am afraid that the son-in-law will have to be considerate in the future." ”

"Each other, each other. Yue Ziran smiled, toasted him with tea instead of wine, and in the sound of the piano sounded again, he talked and laughed and was very comfortable. (To be continued......)

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