The mist is lingering, and the scenery in the mountains is hesitant to talk.
Gu She parked the carriage at the foot of the mountain, and walked up the mountain with Tao Mo carrying a basket.
Facing the lush green forest, the cool breeze blows in. Tao Mo couldn't help rubbing his nose, and looked up at Gu She.
But he saw his back was lonely and desolate, as if bathed in grief.
"I, I wrote a poem." Tao Mo said suddenly.
Gu She paused, her shoulders seemed to relax, "Oh?"
Tao Mo said, "Do you want to listen?"
Gu She said: "Yes."
Tao Mo said, "Perfect may not be right."
Gu She said: "Yes."
"Maybe it doesn't rhyme too well." He has been in the field for a long time, and he knows a thing or two about the basic principles of reciting poems and matching them.
"Well."
"It's not neat either."
Gu She asked directly, "Where are the poems?"
Tao Mo cleared his throat, raised his head and said, "Wind, wind, wind."
"..."
"Blowing in the face."
"..."
"Clear and refreshing."
"..."
"Two people walk in the stream."
"..."
After Tao Mo finished reading the poem, he looked at Gu She's back nervously, hoping that he would encourage him, but also felt that his writing was really bad, so Gu She had better not open his mouth. "How?" After a long silence, he finally couldn't help asking.
Gu She said slowly: "I'm experiencing a clear and refreshing artistic conception."
Tao Mo blushed, "I, I made a fool of myself."
"No, there is progress." Gu She said, "At least you have memorized "Ode to the Goose" by King Luo Bin."
Tao Mo asked in surprise, "How do you know?"
Gu She looked back, with a faint smile but not a smile.
Tao Mo stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding as if he was about to jump out, until Gu She's back was about to disappear in the twists and turns of the path before he realized it, and quickly chased after him.
Walking halfway up the mountain, there were many pilgrims coming and going. Seeing the red eaves and yellow walls rising from the mountain, Tao Mo knew that there was a temple on the mountain.
"My mother was buried in the back mountain."
Gu She led him through the temple.
Walking to the back mountain, there are fewer and fewer pilgrims, and the shadows are getting thinner.
Tao Mo saw a tea shed next to the path, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Why is this herbal tea shop opened in the back mountain?"
Gu She heard the words and looked over, his expression condensed.
Tao Mo was taken aback by the cold air on his body.
"There are always boring people in the world." After Gu She finished speaking coldly, he walked down the path without looking back.
After passing the tea shed, Tao Mo looked inside curiously. There was only a middle-aged scribe sitting in the shed with a resolute face.
The two looked at each other, and Tao Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked away.
"Little brother." The middle-aged scribe suddenly called out to him.
Seeing Gu She's figure getting smaller and smaller, Tao Mo asked anxiously, "What's the matter, sir?"
The middle-aged scribe said: "It's boring to sit alone. Would you like to accompany me, little brother?"
Tao Mo said, "I'm here with my friends, so it's inconvenient to stay."
The middle-aged scribe said, "Are you going to pay homage to your ancestors?"
Tao Mo was burning with anxiety, and said, "Yes. I still have something to do, and I will discuss it with my husband next time."
The middle-aged scribe smiled, and immediately two big men jumped out from the side of the road, blocking Tao Mo's way.
Tao Mo glared at the middle-aged scribe angrily.
The middle-aged scholar said: "There is only one road here, and you will not get lost."
Tao Mo suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, stared at him and said, "What do you mean, sir?"
The middle-aged scribe pointed to the stool beside him and said, "I just want to ask you to sit down."
Tao Mo looked at the direction where Gu She was no longer in sight, and reluctantly walked to the seat next to him and sat down.
"Where is the family name of the little brother? Who else is in the family?" The middle-aged scribe asked.
Tao Mo explained everything.
The middle-aged scribe said: "Oh? It turns out that the little brother's family is buried here."
Tao Mo hurriedly said, "No, I just came with him."
"He?" The middle-aged scribe said, "Is he the friend you mentioned just now?"
Tao Mo nodded.
The middle-aged scribe said: "You have a very good relationship with your friend."
Tao Mo lowered his head and said nothing. He knows that the relationship between himself and Gu She is not acceptable to the world, so of course he will not expose it at will.
The middle-aged scribe said: "If it wasn't very good, he would definitely not invite you to pay homage to the ancestors together."
Tao Mo said, "How do you know?"
The middle-aged scribe smiled and did not answer, but instead asked, "I don't know what my little brother does for a living?"
Tao Mo looked at him warily.
The middle-aged scribe laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, little brother, I'm not a bad person."
"Officer?" Tao Mo was startled.
The middle-aged scribe said: "To be honest, although I am not a high-ranking official with power over the government and the public, I always have a head and a face in the capital. I am by no means a thief. I think that my little brother is young and has an extraordinary bearing, so I have a heart." Get acquainted, there is no malice."
Tao Mo saw that the attendants beside him were tall and burly, and couldn't help but believe him, "Speaking of which, I'm also a member of the officialdom."
"Oh?" The middle-aged scribe asked with interest, "Could it be that he was just transferred to the capital to fill in the vacancy?"
Tao Mo was thinking about Gu She, and seeing that he intended to have a long talk, he said quickly, "No, I am the magistrate of Tanyang County."
The middle-aged scribe saw that he had no intention of inferiority when he mentioned the county magistrate, so he nodded secretly. "It's not easy being an official."
Tao Mo thought of what the white-bearded old man said to him yesterday, and said with emotion: "As long as you have righteousness in your heart, it's not difficult."
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said, "When rivers flow into the sea, it is inevitable that they will flow together and become polluted."
Tao Mo said: "Then don't go into the sea, the water of the river is only in the river, so it will naturally keep clear."
The middle-aged scholar said with a smile: "What if the government and the public are all seas?"
Tao Mo said: "There are always like-minded people."
The middle-aged scholar said: "But the sea is entrenched on the top of the river. If it can't flow with it, it will be submerged, and the end will be the same."
Tao Mo was stunned, and hesitated: "This...but if you flow with him, there will be no rivers."
The middle-aged scholar said again: "Even if entering the sea is contaminated with salt, rivers are rivers after all. As long as there is a clear flow in your heart, you can still do something within your power. It's better than handing over a huge piece of land to the sea."
Ever since he became an official, Tao Mo had thought about how to fulfill his duty and enforce the law, but he never thought about the words of a middle-aged scribe.
Seeing his troubled face, the middle-aged scribe laughed and said, "It's too early for you to say anything about it. I'm just expressing my feelings, little brother, don't take it to heart."
Tao Mo lowered his head and pondered for a long time before saying: "Yes, I have never encountered such a thing, and I still can't figure out what I would do. However, rivers will be polluted when they enter the sea, but lotus flowers can emerge from the mud without being polluted. I can't tell. What's the reason, I just think why do rivers and why not lotus?"
The middle-aged scribe looked at him, "How can a lotus last as long as a river?"
Tao Mo said: "When Xianzhi told me the story, he mentioned that many people were killed in their early years but left their names in history. I think if it can be like this, it will be considered a long time."
The middle-aged scribe said: "Let me ask you, a person who only does one good deed for the people a year for thirty years, and a person who does ten good deeds for the people a year but only does one year, who treats the people better?" more useful?"
Tao Mo said, "It's all useful."
The middle-aged scribe's eyes sparkled.
Tao Mo said: "Since you have the heart to do good things, you can do one thing, and you can do ten things. Why should there be distinctions between high and low?"
The middle-aged scribe looked at him blankly, suddenly seemed to have figured something out, and laughed loudly: "That's right, since we all care about the common people, why should we distinguish between high and low, why should we distinguish between high and low, and why should we distinguish methods?"
Seeing that he was smiling so heartily, Tao Mo couldn't help laughing too.
The middle-aged scribe said: "The friend of the little brother must have been waiting for a long time."
Only then did Tao Mo remember Gu She who had come together, he stood up in a panic and said, "Yes, yes, I will take my leave!" He rushed two steps away, then turned around and said, "I haven't asked your lord Gao's name yet."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Frustrated."
"Shi Yiren?" Tao Mo saluted, "I'm under Tao Mo." After he finished speaking, he chased after him along the path.
The smile on the middle-aged scribe's face faded, and he reached for the tea on the table, but it was already cold.
"Master." The owner of the tea shed came out from behind, "Would you like to go to the official department to take care of it so that Tao Mo can..."
The middle-aged scribe waved his hand and said: "It's not easy to find a land that suits you, why bother to encourage it? I can see that he is not a person who is greedy for power and position. What's the difference between a high official and a small official? He loves to be a lotus flower, so he does it. A lotus flower that does not encounter mud. It is also a kind of blessing to guard Tanyang to live and work in peace and contentment, and to live this life in a mediocre way.... For him, there is only so much I can do."
The owner of the tea shed suddenly said: "Yes."
Tao Mo ran to the end of the path, sweating profusely, and saw Gu She standing silently in front of the grave. All kinds of flowers bloom around the tomb, which is really beautiful. Standing among the flowers, he is like a person in a painting. I don't know whether the flowers have become the painting or the painting has turned into him.
"Sorry, I'm late." He took out the incense, knelt down in front of the grave and kowtowed respectfully three times, and said softly, "Mother, I'm Xianzhi's... yes, yes..." Although Gu She said He was his wife, even the old general called him his grandson's wife, but he couldn't say these two titles himself. So, after hesitating for a while, he changed his words, "I am married to Xianzhi. He is very good, better than anything I can imagine. I will definitely treat him well, never leave him, and grow old together." He plugged in Xiang, stand up.
The breeze blows, and the sea of flowers turns waves.
Gu She said: "My mother likes you very much."
Tao Mo's eyes were bright, and he asked shyly, "What if there is no wind?"
Gu She said: "She will still like you very much."
Tao Mo looked at him suspiciously.
Gu She said: "Because I like it."
Tao Mo's cheeks were redder than flowers.
After burning the incense and leaving, on the way, Tao Mo talked about the frustrated person he met and the conversation between the two, but Gu She didn't say a word.
When he got near the tea shed, Tao Mo found that the tea shed was gone.
"Ah? It's still there just now." He pointed to where the tea shed was originally, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.
Gu She walked up with his hands behind his back.
Tao Mo chased after him, "Really, I really met here before..."
"I know." Gu She said.
When Tao Mo remembered, the tea shed was beside the road, and Gu Sheli breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it, and said, "That man is extraordinary, he deserves to be an official in the capital."
Gu She said: "Do you like him?"
Tao Mo was startled and almost fell down, "Of course not. I just think that if I have half his bearing at his age, this life would not be in vain."
Gu She said lightly: "You are you, he is him."
Tao Mo glanced at Gu She's face, seeing that he was not displeased, he smiled and said, "That's right."
It was almost noon, and the two came down from the mountain.
Hao Guozi and Gu Xiaojia looked around at the intersection, and when they saw them, they immediately went up to them.
Gu Xiaojia pulled Gu She aside and whispered, "I just saw..."
"En." Gu She cut him off.
Gu Xiaojia said: "Young master, have you met? Has the young master ever thought about...changing his mind?"
Gu She said: "Since we are not in the same league, why bother to involve each other."
"But… "
Gu She said: "He's fine, and I'm fine too, that's fine." After finishing speaking, he turned and got into the carriage.
Hao Guozi saw that Gu Xiaojia was still foolishly staying where he was, so he bumped his arm and said, "What are you thinking?"
Gu Xiaojia sighed and said: "If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?"
Hao Guozi was taken aback and said, "Young master Gu and my young master are going to separate?"
Gu Xiaojia said angrily: "No! Young master and madam are newlyweds, how could they be separated?"
Hao Guozi said, "Then what do you mean?"
"Can't you recite poems?" Gu Xiaojia gave him a glare, then turned to get on the shaft.
Hao Guozi frowned and said, "It's obviously a word."
The four of them got up early and haven't eaten yet, because they are so hungry. Fortunately, the inn is not far from here, and it takes less than an hour to arrive.
When Hao Guozi went to park the car, Gu Xiaojia jumped up and wanted to enter the inn, but was stopped by two well-dressed guests guarding the door of the inn.
Gu Xiaojia said angrily, "Who are you?"
Jinzhuangke looked at Gu She and Tao Mo, who were following closely behind, and said, "Which of you is Gu Xianzhi, Young Master Gu?"
Gu Xiaojia stood in front of Gu She vigilantly, "Who are you?"
Gu She looked him up and down, and said, "Ouchi guard?"