"Well, that's good. Fu Jingnian took out his seat and sat down, "How many bamboos do you have in your chest?"

"Exactly. Wangsongbai stretched out his five fingers and shook it gently.

The inn has a floor, with an open-air patio in the middle, and the morning light hits Wangsongbai obliquely, making him more and more elegant, "These little brothers are singing every night, drunk and gold-obsessed, and they are not idle, but they have also made friends with some powerful families of the dynasty. ”

Fu Jingnian clapped his hands and waved his hand: "Wan'er, bring the wine, this matter should be revealed." ”

Zhu Lingwan nodded happily, took out two jars of good osmanthus wine from the wine cellar, handed them to Wangsongbai, and said: "Poor sour, when the time comes, you will be an official of the court and a disciple of the Son of Heaven, but don't forget the little girl." ”

Zhu Lingwan has lived in the boudoir since she was a child, and her biggest hobby is just to read poems, books and rituals, and she has no friends in the boudoir, so she has brewed a gentle and quiet surname, so that she will hold her heart for life after a few days of intersecting with that Li Bubo, this is not how good Li Bucheng is, but she is too lonely and barren, however, with this way, bumps and bumps, bumps and bumps, bumps and turns, and constantly handover with Hongchen, her surname is becoming more and more cheerful.

Wangsongbai cranked the folding fan in his hand, paced back and forth, and said with a smile: "Miss Wan'er, don't make fun of it, if the younger brother is successful and famous, it is really the support and care of the righteous brother and you all the way, this grace and reconstruction, the little brother is unforgettable in this life." ”

Zhu Lingwan smiled lightly, and Fu Jingnian smiled: "Don't be polite, it's mostly up to you." ”

Wang Songbai didn't dare to say a few times, his face suddenly straightened, and he said seriously: "The younger brother has always remembered his promise to his righteous brother, and he will never give up on what he has entrusted." ”

As he spoke, he glanced left and right at Li Xiaoxian and Lin Dongyue, and looked at Fu Jingnian inquiringly.

Fu Jingnian seemed to be smiling, got up and said, "Follow me." Wangsong and cypress followed.

The two walked to the backyard of the inn, Fu Jingnian paused, turned to look at him, and said: "Brother Yi, I do have something to trust, but this matter is not trivial. ”

Wang Songbai looked stunned, and arched his hand and said: "Brother Yi, but it doesn't matter, the younger brother is now saying that his reputation is all thanks to the help of his brother, what is a head, how many people have fallen all their lives, and there is no chance to reach the heavens, as long as it is not to annihilate the silver plunder, collude with the party and treason, I am not afraid of nine deaths." ”

Fu Jingnian glanced at him deeply, fell silent, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "Songbai, I am the Ninth Emperor Prince of the Great Chu Kingdom, and I have a common enmity with Great Qin. ”

Looking at the pine and cypress, Ji'er was like being struck by lightning, his face was pale, he took three steps back, his fingers trembled, and his voice was chaotic: "You are a traitor... Rebels, remnants. ”

Fu Jingnian's face was complicated, he took a step forward towards him, and said: "Songbai, I need you to be my Great Chu's spy eyeliner, enter the Great Qin officialdom, and win the favor of the Son of Heaven, I will give you some lists and tasks when I arrive, you can help me investigate them, and help me restore the country of Great Chu." ”

Wang Songbai was silent and did not answer, he was familiar with the three books and five classics since he was a child, deeply infected by Confucianism, and his life's wish was to serve the court by taking fame, governing the country and leveling the world, and making Daqin a peaceful and prosperous era, and then called Wenzheng, famous through the ages, and won the admiration of future generations of readers.

This is his pursuit in this life and his spirit as a scholar.

Wang Songbai looked at him blankly, and suddenly laughed at himself: "I know that there is no free dinner in the world." ”

Fu Jingnian's peach blossom eyes were as clear as water, he slowly took two steps forward, his eyes were fixed on Wangsongbai's eyes, and he said calmly: "I don't force you, the choice is up to you, even if you don't want me, it's okay." I will still give you the quota for the palace examination, but we may meet again, I am afraid that we will meet each other. Life is like this, you have your beliefs, and I have my persistence. ”

Wang Songbai's eyes were blank, his smile was bitter, and he suddenly asked softly, "Brother Yi, last time I participated in the Pengyuan Poetry Meeting of Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, I was fortunate to see Princess Huanzhu, although she changed her voice and appearance, and she was unrecognizable, but I can see that she is a yellow-faced girl, right?"

Fu Jingnian nodded his head and was noncommittal.

Wang Songbai was thoughtful, and asked aloud: "She is the princess of Daqin, you are the remnant of Da Chu, why are you together?"

Fu Jingnian smiled and didn't speak.

Wangsongbai's face was complicated, and he asked again: "She loves you, right?"

Fu Jingnian looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes, and then lowered his head and said, "Yes." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Songbai instantly asked, "Then do you love her?"

Fu Jingnian thought seriously for a moment, sighed lightly, and said abruptly: "Hmm." ”

Wangsongbai's expression changed, as if he had something on his mind, and asked softly, "Then why aren't you with her?"

At the beginning of the sparse lala in the inn, there were bursts of noise, Fu Jingnian smiled slightly, and said: "Songbai, you must know that in a person's life, there is not only love, love is like a rose blooming on the cliff, when you suddenly look back after climbing to the top of the mountain, you will find that the love you experienced at the beginning is nothing." The fetters of life will be like a rope that binds you, no one's life is perfect, sometimes, seeing each other does not necessarily mean falling in love, maybe forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes is better than foaming with each other, isn't it?"

When you are young, love because there is a lot of time to waste, so love and being loved come for a long time, even a hand-holding, have to brew for a long time, to walk through the streets of the small town round and round, and wait for the beloved girl to say that you will see you tomorrow, only to muster up the courage to tremble and shake together.

When you reach middle age, love may be like a flower on the other side, you are no longer qualified to look at it carefully from the beginning, you are already familiar with all the chapters, but it is just a different protagonist, just a hug, even if the protagonist is changed, there is not much difficulty.

Songbai stood in place, the hustle and bustle in the inn became louder and louder, he turned a deaf ear, looked at Fu Jingnian tightly and said slowly: "Brother Yi, actually, I like her." ”

The two fell silent for an instant, staring at each other, leaving only noise.

Wangsongbai's eyes showed a touch of bitterness, and he said to himself: "Oh, do you know, except for you, she has never had the shadow of anyone else in her heart, I remember it now, you returned from the tomb of Xiang Qianren, she ran into your arms regardless of the wind and rain, crying desperately, people can't tell whether it is tears or rain, Wan'er is holding an umbrella for the two of you on the side, you hug to your heart's content, and I, watching quietly." ”

Without waiting for Fu Jingnian to speak, Wang Songbai turned around and walked away, and said as he walked out: "Brother Yi, but don't worry, I hope that Songbai will definitely do what I promised you." ”

Fu Jingnian clenched his fingers and punched the wall.

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