The courtyard door rang, it was the return of Datian, Xie Yilu sat up from the bed with difficulty, and leaned against the head of the bed.
This is the tenth day since he was injured, and he can already get out of bed and walk around. The doctor came to see him, and he bled so much, but he said it was a skin trauma. Indeed, none of the dozen or so knives were cut to the vitals. The one on the neck was more like a wound. It's a joke, now it looks like a pale pink red mark.
For the first two days, he was lethargic, and people from the ministry took turns to visit him, and many local gentry and common people in Nanjing regarded him as a hero pleading for the people, and Xie Yilu's name suddenly became famous.
Datian pushed the door open and came in, it was raining outside, his half-stretched arms were wet, he shook his shirt, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Master, I brought it back, I didn't write anything on it."
Xie Yilu took it over and looked at it, and it was indeed a blank sheet of paper, without a single word on it.
Hey... He sighed, he was the one who missed the appointment, and it was reasonable to be ridiculed with a blank piece of paper: "The pen," he stretched out his hand towards the sky, "the one with the bamboo handle."
When Datian went to his study, he didn't know any mottled bamboo handles, so he even brought over the pen holder and the inkstone. Xie Yilu poured some sugar water from the bedside into it, and wrote two words in cursive script with a little residual ink: very ill.
Datian asked: "Master, this...do I have to send it back?"
"Excuse me." Xie Yilu blushed, folded up the letter fan and handed it to him.
Datian was not very happy: "Come on, I'll go and come back quickly." He helped Xie Yilu to lie down, "You don't know, the mess outside is full of soldiers, and a few people have been arrested. The common people are not convinced, and they are afraid that there will be trouble .”
Xie Yilu's nerves tensed up: "Arrested, why?"
"It's not because of the dwarf pear tree," Datian said, and walked out. "Now it's not the weaving bureau who cut down the tree, but the Zhejiang soldiers." No matter what kind of life you live, if you dare to stare, he will arrest you!"
The voice was floating in the sound of rain, Xie Yilu felt faintly worried, and after a while, the voice turned back: "Yes... Be careful of the water..." When he reached the door of the house, the sky shouted, "Master, Master Qu is here! "
Xie Yilu smiled brightly, and forced himself up: "Why do you come here every day!"
The door opened, and Qu Feng was let in. He was wearing a dazzling bright red embroidered gold robe, which was powdered and very fragrant, which made his face look radiant: "I miss you so much. Can't stop, let's go," he started with a suave and elegant style, and Shi Shiran sat on the side of the bed, "Today, when the various departments asked for something, the minister said, your medicine money will be given by the department."
Da Tian waited for Xie Yilu to sit up and went out to deliver the letter. There were only the two of them in the room. Xie Yilu asked embarrassedly: "Did you give me the hard work?"
"What's the matter of exerting yourself?" Qu Feng patted his emaciated hand reassuringly, "I won't give you the money, they ate and drank."
Xie Yilu was grateful, and put his hand on his inadvertently. The two big men glanced at each other, both a little embarrassed, Xie Yilu interrupted: "What are you doing in such a stately dress?"
"What can I do?" Qu Feng smiled, and retracted his hand without any trace, "I went back to the door with the one at home. Her father is celebrating his birthday today, and they have been making trouble for a long time."
"By the way," Xie Yilu asked, "Zhejiang Army has arrested someone?" He leaned forward, "Didn't the Ministry say anything?"
Qu Feng also leaned towards him: "Speaking of this, it's really strange." He moved the pillow so that Xie Yilu could lean on him comfortably, "Zhejiang autonomously entered Nanjing, and the military department didn't say a word." .”
Xie Yilu knew that Meazza was the culprit, he came to say hello to Master Butang that night: "How is the tree felling going?"
"It's almost there, within this month, there won't be a single tree left."
Xie Yilu's expression became serious, Qu Feng knew that he was thinking hard, and deliberately teased him: "Didn't you see me?" He stretched out his little finger from his sleeve and poked Xie Yilu's heart, "Liu Manpo, little Old Spring."
Xie Yilu smiled shyly and shook his head.
"It's not good," Qu Feng looked at his swollen, purple and mottled face, "That kind of woman is a debt collector."
Xie Yilu looked at the light rain pattering outside the window, but did not speak.
Xie Yilu received a reply the next day: I miss you for you.
Seeing these five words, he remained silent for a while, as if the summer breeze picked up the fragrance of gardenia, and as if the unruly blood rushed to his heart, he immediately wrote back: Three days later, the small old spring outside the willow will be full.
Think about it, and add another sentence: see you soon.
It was still a letter sent by Datian, and the other party quickly agreed.
When the appointed day came, Xie Yilu specially brought the fan of "You Make a Boat" and wore a black crepe straight skirt. The car was ordered by Datian. Go out, that place is dead, in case something happens..."
Xie Yilu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why don't you expect me to be better!"
Datian ordered the driver to go away, the whip sounded, he stood outside the shed, and whispered inside, "Look at your swollen face, which woman can fall in love with you."
The horse got up, Xie Yilu opened the curtain of the car: "Who said I'm going to see a woman!"
Datian muttered and went back to the house, the short figure gradually went away, Xie Yilu was angry and helpless, when the curtain was lowered, he suddenly felt a little ashamed, forced himself to put on a straight face, but still couldn't help laughing.
The road is not short, from the east of the city through the entire city of Nanjing to the west of the city, Liu Manpo is still on the west side, the driver has nothing to say along the way, Xie Yilu leans against the window of the car anxiously, and after walking for less than an hour, the driver Knock on the shaft of the car: "Guest officer, we've arrived, please come down and walk for a while!"
Xiaolaoquan is in the depths of a willow forest. The carriage cannot enter, even if it can enter, the driver will not let him in. Xie Yilu walked slowly, and his body still hurts when he walked too fast. He went upstream along the water, The light spots cast by the treetops and the sound of gurgling spring water made people feel comfortable. Suddenly, he stopped, and there was a person standing under the grassy slope in front of him.
It was a man, Xie Yilu couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed, he didn't greet him rashly, he was wearing a simple white shirt, no scarf on his head, and his long hair was casually tied with the popular red headband , fluttering down the back of the head.
It was him, it should be him, Xie Yilu looked around, there was no one else in this place, he wanted to go downhill, just as he took a step, the man looked back, a snow-white face with exquisite eyes, thin The double eyelids and lips are common in Bodhisattva statues. They are not beautiful, but they are really plump. When the wind blows, a scent of sandalwood is sent.
Xie Yilu stood there in a daze, clenching his fists and motionless, his mind buzzing non-stop, even his breathing was stagnant. Last time he was looking up at the steps of Suribachi Temple, this time it was the other way around. Instead of him being condescending, Liao Jixiang looked up in astonishment just like him, looking at the pale pink red mark on his neck and the ugly bruises on his face - that was exactly what he ordered.
For a long time, no one spoke.
Suddenly, Xie Yilu turned around angrily, endured the pain, and hurried away on the way he came from.