Lu Bing thought about the scene along the way just now, but he understood the reason why the prison was set up in this way. Anyone who came all the way and arrived at this level of prison would stay honestly, and even feel satisfied.
Probably after hearing the noise, Chen Hong walked out of a small wing, still holding a book in his hand.
Lu Bing took a closer look, and what Chen Hong held in his hand was actually Spring and Autumn.
It has only been half a year. Chen Hong, who was originally a middle-aged man with a blessed look, has actually grown old. The original ruddy and plump face now looks like a shriveled face bag, black hair, gray, and curled up with a branch. , Probably closed a bun.
When he saw Lu Bing, Bi Yun, and Honglian, he was taken aback for a moment, then he actually laughed, and said, "What? Is it finally going to send us on the road?"
Gu Lian put the food box in his hand on the stone table in the courtyard. After opening it, he took out a jug of wine and a wine glass.
"Originally, some meals were made by my concubine herself, but... I just met my younger brother and left it for him to eat." Hong Lian said softly while pouring wine for Chen Hong.
"Maybe, although the food here is not delicious, it is not lacking." Chen Hong smiled and walked to the table and sat down, gently closing the spring and autumn in his hands and placing it on the stone table.
"This wine—" Chen Hong looked at the wine glass and asked hesitantly.
"Don't worry, this was brought by the concubine." Honglian and Chen Hong stayed together for half their lives, naturally seeing what Chen Hong meant.
"The gifted one is here." Bi Yun took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table.
Chen Hong didn't look at him, but just smiled to himself: "That's good, since it's not a dove wine, then you can have a drink with me!"
Gulian nodded docilely, the two of them had not been so docile in a few years.
Honglian took out three more wine glasses. Chen Hong looked at it, pointed at one of them, and raised his head to Lu Bing and said, "What? Wenfu won't drink one with us?"
Lu Bing calmly walked over, sat down, and Honglian filled his glass.
Chen Hong hesitated for a while, sighed, and said to Bi Yun: "It's fine, after today, the past will become a cloud of smoke. You can also drink with the old man!"
Bi Yun heard Chen Hong's tone like a gift, and snorted coldly, somewhat reluctant, but finally hesitated for a while, but still sat down.
Guren filled him up like this, but didn't sit down, just stood holding his wine glass.
Seeing this, Chen Hong was taken aback, and said, "Sit down too! Those who are not present today are not considered to be outsiders, and this is the last glass of wine, so we have to drink it comfortably."
Chen Hong is not a complete man, so he pays more attention to the feeling of a big man. Therefore, since he and Hong Lian are eating each other, whenever a guest comes, Hong Lian always stands by and does not serve at the table.
Up to now, seeing his wife still follow this way, I thought I had seen Hong Chen a long time ago, and my heart was like a dead tree Chen Hong, and I couldn't help but feel a little sorrowful.
Honglian listened, hesitated, and sat on Chen Hong's right.
All four of them felt that there were a thousand words rumbling in their stomachs, anger, excuses, excuses, reasons, doubts, resentment, sadness...
But in the end, the four picked up their glasses in silence and drank them all in one go.
Thousands of words are all in this glass of wine.
Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, people die and the lamp goes out, so what's the benefit
In the past six months, Chen Hong had passed this life thousands of times in his heart, from resentment, to unwillingness, to regret, to guilt, to peace...
He has long understood the shortcomings of everything, and he has nothing to complain about in the field where he is today.
Some are only calm.
Gulian looked at this man who was not a man but her man. Twenty years ago, she relied on him; ten years ago, she imitated him; five years ago, she jealous of him; six months ago, she resented him.
And just now, when she was waiting for Lu Bing at the gate of Fusi in Beizhen, she cared about him.
She was sad for Chen Hong, but when she saw Chen Hong and Chen Hong's calm eyes, she suddenly became happy for Chen Hong.
But in Bi Yun's heart, there was also a trace of emotion, this person, he could not breathe under pressure. But now it is not old before declining, and it is about to die. But it was his own hands that sent him on the road.
Bi Yun looked at his slender and beautiful hands, and then at the white and clean bottle containing the imperial dove wine on the table, and began to run away.
The mountain above his head seemed to fall, but it was replaced by another, larger mountain.
He suddenly felt very sad. He didn't know when he could send the mountain away
Thinking of this, he no longer maintained a smile line that was less than the corner of his mouth.
Lu Bing originally thought he would be angry, but when he saw Chen Hong, he only felt a little ridiculous, both to Chen Hong and himself.
Lu Bing suddenly couldn't remember when the hatred with Chen Hong began.
He only remembered the bits and pieces of life when he was in Xingwang's Mansion.
He has always disliked Chen Hong, because Chen Hong has always been as fierce and stubborn as himself.
He didn't like Chen Hong. He never knew the reason. He just thought it was because Chen Hong always overpowered his children. He wanted to vent his anger for the children. He just thought that it was because Chen Hong took away Sister Honglian who had always cared about him, and he took away his own care and care. From then on, Sister Honglian would care about him and take care of him first.
Until Lu Bing grew up, he didn't think about the reason again.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he did not like Chen Hong, not because of all kinds of excuses and reasons, but because of a very simple point...
Because he and himself are of the same kind.
Yes, in fact, Chen Hong and himself are of the same kind.
For some reason, Lu Bing had a scene that he didn't know when he saw it.
The two dogs were fighting for a piece of fleshy bone that the butcher threw away.
"Guan Gong is reading Spring and Autumn, Governor Chen, it's so elegant!" Lu Bing didn't know why he spoke, maybe he just wanted to break the silence, break the picture in his mind, and no longer think about it.
"This book from the prison is very valuable. The comments on it are more than the original text. Look, this is from the Zhengde period. I don’t know which official commented. You can look at this again. From the Huanian period... and here, it is actually from the Yongle period!" Chen Hongxing discussed vigorously with Lu Bing that the people who came out of King Xing's Mansion, influenced by King Xing, loved to read some books.
Looking at the two people's interest, Gu Lian couldn't help smiling, and Bi Yun was also stunned.
At this moment, the small courtyard in the most terrifying place in the deep Ming Dynasty seemed to have become the Xingwang Mansion twenty years ago.
These few people who were now torn into a ball, actually sat together peacefully, appreciating the old books in the prison.