Xie Yilu ate the porridge, put on his official hat and came out. There was a small bench sitting in the yard, bending over to wash his mattress: "Master," he stammered, "How about...you go out and find a sister Well, there are a lot of bargains over there in Shuozi Lane."
"Nonsense," Xie Yilu was scalded by his words, but he was indeed the one who did the absurd things on the mattress. With a blushing face, he stumbled and said, "I, I haven't been in good health for the past two days, don't make a fuss !"
He is poor and refined, but Datian is a rough person: "But I wash you every day, and my hands are going to die!"
Xie Yilu avoided him and went out, the door was about to close, and he heard Datian say inside: "Besides, you can't stand being so idle every night, I'm doing it for your own good!"
Xie Yilu was distressed, he could control his hands, but he couldn't control his dreams, and in his dreams, there was that person over and over again, trying to seduce him in different ways, the night he shared the bed with Liao Jixiang, he was afraid that he would be absurd , hold it back, but the more you hold it back, the more violent it becomes. The three inches below the navel are always burning, and I want to find a place to vent.
When he reached the yamen, he was stunned. A soft sedan chair with embroidered curtains and a big velvet roof was parked at the door, which belonged to Qu Feng.
He happily walked in, and he could see the bustle in the lobby from a long distance away. The boy was dressed in satin the color of a bird's back, surrounded by the crowd like a moon, still leaning on his crutch with his left foot, but he looked very good.
"Simu!" He couldn't help laughing and went up. For a moment, the surrounding was quiet, and everyone's eyes swept over, so alienated and cold that he had to stop. Qu Feng was the center of those people. He rolled up his sleeves and kept silent. He gave him a evasive look. There were many things in this look. Thanks to Xie Yilu, before he had time to figure it out, he turned around and limped away. .
Everyone dispersed, leaving only Xie Yilu on the steps. For a while, he couldn't understand what happened. The person who should have disliked him the most, the person who pushed him to this stage, was wise enough to save his life and become a success. killed his adversary.
He stood there for a while, making sure no one came again, and then walked away dejectedly.
In the afternoon, Liu Shilang sent a note for the banquet, including deputy envoys and ministers, but there was no one from Xie Yilu. When he was in the Yamen, Zheng Mi's post arrived. It was a coincidence that he was asked to go to Jinyi North Garden for the banquet. Let's go to the place to see , It turned out to be the next room to the office of the Ministry of war.
Liu Shilang invited Qu Feng on behalf of the master of the Ministry, and the Ministry shocked him. Xie Yilu sat here, but his heart was on the other side. Yes, the colder my heart is.
Looking back, it was much quieter here. Zheng Mi invited a fresh face, wearing a hood and wearing a knife. After Tu Yao's introduction, he found out that he was the new general soldier.
Zhejiang, this place caught Xie Yilu's attention. When Liao Jixiang felled trees, he borrowed Zhejiang soldiers. He couldn't help but look at Gong Nian more, he was a strong man, he might have led soldiers all the year round, he was a bit dark, his appearance could be considered upright, the most astonishing thing was his wrists, which were as thick as mature elm wood, and the backs of his hands were full of It's Scar.
"Thank you Dugong for your kindness." Gong Nian sat upright and raised his glass to Zheng Mi, "I'm done."
Xie Yilu appreciates that there are no unnecessary words, and he is not too flattering to Da Dang.
Zheng Xian drank his glass of wine refreshingly, which was rare, and he could see that he was interested in Gong Nian. Putting down the glass, he picked the back with his thumb: "General, behind is the seat of the Ministry of War. They are heroes. This one, you ask Tu Yao," he put his hand on Tu Yao's back like a brother, "are you a wimp!"
Gong Nian didn't speak, but listened to him respectfully while holding an empty cup.
"The chief soldier came to the town, and his military department didn't come out to clean up the dust, so our family has to come forward." Zheng Mi tapped his jade ring-wearing hand on the table, "Our family is not trying to provoke, but to hold the injustice for you!"
He was provocative, Xie Yilu looked at Zheng Mian playfully, this guy looks bright and charming, but he has a very aggressive temper, if Liao Jixiang is a qin, he is a sword, straight to go, much easier to figure out.
Except for Xie Yilu, everyone at this table is considered a warrior. After drinking very happily, the table was over before midnight, and Xie Yilu came out and asked Tu Yao: "Why didn't you invite a singer? Doesn't he like to be lively?" ?”
This "he" refers to Zheng Xian, of course, Tu Yao smiled: "I'm afraid Gong Nian won't like it."
Xie Yilu was surprised: "Does he have a background?"
Tu Yao waved his hand: "He fought desperately against the Japanese along the coast. Look at the scars on his hands," he said flatly, "You don't know Duke Du, he admires this kind of person." After a pause, " Besides, if we don’t sympathize with this kind of person, no one will sympathize.”
What Tu Yao said may not be true, but it may not be false either. It can only be said that this meal made Xie Yilu see something different, and it was different from every meal he ate after he came to Nanjing.
He walked home, but Datian opened the door, he was embarrassed to meet him, and hurried to the house, Datian called from behind: "Master, you have a letter, you are from Beijing!"
The letter was on the table, Xie Yilu looked at the signature, it was her, she never wrote a reply, he pulled out the letter strangely, read while undoing his robe, he was stunned after reading two lines: "... I heard someone say I hired you to work as an eunuch, I can’t read and write, but I’m ashamed, you should quickly give this slave a letter of divorce, so that we can get together and break up, and we will do as we please.”
The letter was written by a ghost, and the writing master can't memorize such vernacular words, probably because she didn't allow it to be edited, Xie Yilu crumpled the letter, just like her.
He sat beside the bed for a long time without turning on the lamp, with the skirt of his robe half-draped over his chest, his heart tossed and turned full of soreness, as if a blunt knife was cutting there, and it didn't bleed when he cut it back and forth. He is truly lonely, with no future, no family members, and he doesn't even know who to hate. When he closes his eyes, it's dark.
Tucking up his robe indiscriminately, he went to Datian House to get a lantern, Datian turned over on the bed shirtless and looked at him: "Master, what are you doing? , "Have you brought enough money?"
Xie Yilu went out and walked a long way. When he lowered his head, he found that the lantern was not lit at all. There was a dark road in front of him. He walked alone in a daze. He crossed Zhuque Street to Xuanzhen Lane. He was about to turn to the back door and came from the east. A horse, with a light on, stopped in front of Liao Jixiang's gate and jumped off a man.
Xie Yilu recognized it, it was Gong Nian, but he was not wearing the armor just now, but a light purple Taoist robe, he went back and changed his clothes specially.
Sure enough, he had a friendship with Liao Jixiang. Xie Yilu stood in the dark, looking at the shining lamp. In the light, Gong Nian and the gatekeeper exchanged messages, and entered without waiting.
Xie Yilu turned to leave, Liao Jixiang probably didn't have time to see him tonight, but after walking two steps, he was reluctant to go around to the back door to take pictures. Enter.
He waited in desperation, and heard a few night guards inside the door muttering: "...it's a quarrel... whether to let them in..." One of them poked his head out and pretended to smile: "My lord, wait a moment."
Xie Yilu waited. After waiting for almost half an hour, the door opened from the inside, and a yellow lantern was lit on the corridor. A turn of the head meant to let him follow.
Xie Yilu immediately followed him, originally wanted to go back, but Ruan Dian gave way again and again, walked side by side with him, and looked at him curiously, when Xie Yilu took a look at him, he hurriedly turned his face away.
"You... what's the matter?" Xie Yilu asked.
Ruan Tian gritted her teeth in annoyance, pushed the lantern holder in front of him to keep him away, and then said to Xie Yilu fiercely: "In the past... how offended you are!"
This is to ease the relationship, but that attitude is really not decent, Xie Yilu nodded and did not speak. The yellow lantern was leading ahead, like a round moon within reach, shining so beautifully that the leaves and grass were inlaid with gold, Xun Xun was roasted by the yellow light, Xie Yilu suddenly said: "He probably Tired of me."
Ruan Tian knew what he was referring to. He heard what happened that morning, but the words came out of Xie Yilu's mouth. No matter how they sounded wrong, Xie Yilu said again : "How can it take half an hour to report to the door, he asked you to leave me alone?"
After being confirmed by him, Ruan Tian was stunned, and was about to say a word of denial when Liao Jixiang's mansion arrived. Xie Yilu didn't wait for his answer, or dared not listen to his answer, so he hurriedly said "thank you" and went fled into the house.
The two white waxes were still burning coldly. Liao Jixiang was not there, and he was probably accompanying Gong Nian. Xie Yilu stood under the window lattice for a while, wandering around idly, walking to the desk, looking at the mess on the top. There are many letter papers spread out, one of which shows a corner with the word "Zang" on it.
He knew the principle of no evil, but the word was like a needle, which made his hands itchy. He tore out the paper a little bit, and saw the inscription, which was "Zang Fang".
Now that it was broken, he simply pulled out all the letters, not one letter, but a small stack, all written by Zang Fang after he arrived in Nanjing. I can still remember two lines in the sentence. Although today's footprints are tentative, are the two mallards safe and Nanxiang? "
The word "and" was not pleasing to Xie Yilu's eyes. He glanced down roughly, and a sentence caught his eyes: You treat me as a confidant, and I break your heart...
The door rang at the back, it was Liao Jixiang who came back, Xie Yilu shook, the letter slipped from his hand and fell back on the table.
Liao Jixiang saw it, he read his letter, but he didn't say anything, he didn't intend to talk to him at all, he stretched out his hands lazily, like a proud and extravagant master, let the little fireman take care of changing clothes and washing, thank you Yilu deliberately chose the farthest chair to sit on, without even looking at him, and he didn't make a sound when the people under him finished their work, and the two of them just faced each other in silence.
The night wind is good, and the insects are screaming happily. The more they scream, the quieter the room becomes.
"Come here," Liao Jixiang spoke first, but ordered outside, "Clean up the guest room."
Xie Yilu felt a severe pain in his heart, and then, all these things, Qu Feng, Xiu Shu, Gong Nian, and Zang Fang, crowded together in a mess, pressed to the chest, rushed to the end of the nose, and the eye sockets suddenly became sour and moist. up.
At first he lowered his head and tried to bear it, but soon, tears trickled down his nose. He wiped it with his sleeve, left to right, and Liao Jixiang noticed it. Report: "Mr. Du, the guest room has been furnished."
"No need!" Liao Jixiang walked towards him, Xie Yilu noticed it, and immediately covered his face with his sleeve, Liao Jixiang went to pull him, but he refused to let him, he tried several times, but was pushed away by him.
"What's the matter?" Liao Jixiang asked, squatting down, looking up at him from below, Xie Yilu bit him to death without making a sound, Liao Jixiang didn't ask again, sighed, and walked away.
Xie Yilu covered his face and waited for him to coax him again. Soon, Liao Jixiang sat down on the chair next to him. At the same time, there was a "chuo" sound, which was the sound of fingernails hitting strings. Xie Yilu raised his head in surprise, Look at him holding an old pipa end to end, stroking the strings with his fingers like water, this is to sing a new song for him.
Xie Yilu thought it was a big word like "resisting feelings, sleepy and dreamy", but he didn't expect him to say: "Dai Yue is terrified, standing under the screen window for a long time, waiting for him..."
This is an erotic song, and Liao Jixiang also knew it, and there was a kind of coquettish mood while singing: "Suddenly I heard the ground outside the door, and the Tao is an enemy." With affection and intention, his eyes rolled around, "It turns out that the wind is moving the tumulus..."
The song stopped abruptly, it was Xie Yilu who grabbed his hand, Liao Jixiang explained with a blushing face: "So in the palace, I only sing this..."
"I'm alone." Xie Yilu said abruptly, Liao Jixiang frowned and didn't understand. Xie Yilu lowered his eyes, he was ashamed to tell others about this kind of thing, only him: "My wife... doesn't want to follow me anymore."
Liao Jixiang frowned, leaned over through the armrest, reached out to him for the first time, and wiped away the half-dry tears on his nose with warm fingertips. Treated so tenderly at such a time, Xie Yilu's heart was like a small boat floating in the torrent. He slid off the chair, half kneeled and half sat at Liao Jixiang's feet, and hugged his legs on his back. It can be said that he begged rascally: "You...give me a kiss, will you?"
Liao Jixiang was surprised at first, then panicked.
"Is it okay?" Xie Yilu forced him, Liao Jixiang blinked his eyes helplessly, and said lightly, "I've done it before, why bother to ask..."
He was referring to the time in Peach Blossom Forest. Xie Yilu immediately grabbed his sleeve, pulled him off the chair, pulled him onto himself, looked at his unworldly lips, and touched them lightly.
After the touch, Liao Jixiang turned his face away, how could Xie Yilu do such a quick kiss, salivating after him and asked: "Do it again... okay?"
Liao Jixiang didn't want to, but still obeyed him, turned his head slightly, frowned and waited, Xie Yilu came up to him for the second time, this time he didn't leave when he touched him, and boldly poked the tip of his tongue out, just touching it At the last point, Liao Jixiang pushed him away.
Xie Yilu pleaded wronged: "I haven't..."
Liao Jixiang covered his mouth, looked at him like a villain, and rubbed the back of his hand again and again. Xie Yilu hurriedly reached for him and wanted to kiss him, but he avoided him, and said old-fashionedly: "It's only three things!"
Nothing more than three? Xie Yilu didn't know whether it was amused or moved, he threw him down suddenly, and he couldn't tell where the evil desire came from, but he actually broke his chin and slipped his tongue while he was ignorant. sucked into the mouth.