Recalling that year, Song Qiyue smiled, "Ha, yes, I seemed to have said that at that time. But, thinking about it now, I think I was really naive at the time."
Mo Zhengyan said, "Then you listen now, what do you think?"
"I think Tang Wan's choice is very wise. You can see that she found a man who treats her very well and loves her, marrying so well, what else can be nostalgic for." Song Qiyue said, "This kind of childhood sweetheart affection, Although it is very important, but the long-term love is the most terrible."
"What a terrible trick?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
"Thinking that I don't like it, but I don't know when I found out that I like it. This is not fatal?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile.
Mo Zhengyan also laughed, "Indeed."
"Tang Wan married someone, but when they met in Suzhou later, it aroused Tang Wan's sadness. It didn't take long before Tang Wan passed away. Tang Wan died in depression, and only Lu You was in her heart." Zhou Suhe said again.
"Tang Wan is gone, everyone is born, old, sick, and dead, who can escape it." Mo Zhengyan raised his eyes, and he said warmly, "However, Lu You is probably the one who hurts the most. He is probably the one who has been upset for the rest of his life."
"July, don't you think so?" Mo Zhengyan yelled and asked.
"Yeah, I think so." Song Qiyue responded with a smile, and she went on to say, "It's really tiring to talk about Lu You and Tang Wan for a long time. We are not them. How can we know what they are like?"
"I thought of another legend," Mo Zhengyan said again.
Zhou Suhe raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"
"That is the legend of Ehuang and Nyuying." Zhou Suhe stared at Mo Zhengyan's words.
Mo Zhengyan shouted, "July, you have studied those allusions very well. Do you know this story?"
The allusion that Mr. Mo mentioned at the moment was nothing more than the Liu Xiahui she mentioned before, but now it is the emperor Ying of E that came to test her.
Of course Song Qiyue knew this allusion, "Uncle, when have you been interested in these mythological characters?"
"It seems that you know, just listen to it." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
Zhou Suhe drank a glass of wine, he looked up.
"Since you are so interested, let me just say it briefly. The ancient Han myths of Ehuang and Nuying were probably more than 4,000 years ago..." Song Qiyue was also interested, and she slowly said.
Her voice traveled across the ocean in the memory, and it was another day in the school’s evening classroom. The students were all gone, only he was left to deal with the affairs of the student union. She waited boringly by the side, not this time. It is Tang poetry and Song Ci, but a fairy tale.
At that time, she was also reading stories like this.
More than 4,000 years ago, Emperor Shun had two concubines, Ehuang and Nyuying. Seeing that Shun had both virtue and ability, was upright, fair, and hard-working, winning the hearts of the people, he decided to give Shun the position of leader. He married his two daughters, Ehuang and Nuying, to Shun as his wife.
Emperor E had no children, and Nu Ying gave birth to Shang Jun.
Yao and his wife are arguing about who is the main palace and who is the concubine when the second daughter marries Shun.
She was still telling the story, but was interrupted by Mo Zhengyan, "Ehuang and Nyuying are both married to Emperor Shun. In the end, which of them is the main palace and the concubine?"
"Well, I didn't make a clear distinction in the end, they all died away." Song Qiyue said.
Mo Zhengyan said, "Can you tell me, Ehuang is the main palace, or the female hero is the main palace?"
"Why do women embarrass women? I didn't choose." Song Qiyue didn't want to struggle with this matter.
Zhou Suhe raised his eyes, "The two of them, no matter how big or small, are sitting on an equal footing."
"Sit on an equal footing?" Mo Zhengyan smiled, "In this society, how can one husband and two wives be equal? Ehuang and Nyuying didn't choose the right one at the beginning!"
"Hey, uncle, why do you put the bills on the women! It's not your men, Qin Muchu!" Song Qiyue couldn't help but plead.
Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "Yes, if Emperor Shun really loves a woman, how could he want both of them at the same time? Therefore, the man who is most unreasonable is that man!"
Suddenly, everything became clear in the dark.
He used mythology to imply, who is Emperor Shun, who is Emperor E, and who is the female hero.
In this three-person myth, who directed the most unbearable scene in one hand?
"Mr Mo is laughing. It's all myths. Why take it seriously?" Zhou Suhe slowly smiled in the moment of silence.
"Ha, yes, are we going to explore the five thousand years of Chinese history today? No one has come to eat so many good dishes, I'm so sorry to the chef here." Song Qiyue also said.
This topic did not continue, Mo Zhengyan smiled and took it.
The two went on discussing elsewhere, and Song Qiyue was immersed in solving the table full of food.
At the end of the meal, the party didn’t switch to other parties, and the group was about to leave the meeting, but before getting up, Mo Zhengyan said, “Su He, I wanted you to teach her how to be smarter, but I think it’s a short time. Inside, she still can't learn."
"Come slowly, there is always time to learn." Zhou Suhe said.
"July, if you encounter annoying things or annoying people in the future, if you can't solve them, then just tell me. I'll come and see if there is something so entangled with three heads and six arms." Mo Zhengyan smiled and exhorted.
Song Qiyue answered, "Yes, thanks, uncle."
"Uncle Mo really cares about July, and he said that Xiang Wan's good fortune is good, I think your good fortune is good." Zhou Suhe smiled faintly.
Song Qiyue replied with a smile, she no longer wanted to sit down, "Eat well, let's go, too."
The three went out of the restaurant and parted ways, and Mo Zhengyan said, "Su He, thank you very much for inviting us today. It cost you money."
"Where, it should be."
"July, I will send you back." Mo Zhengyan turned his head and said.
Song Qiyue came by taxi, and she did not refuse, "Okay, Su He, goodbye."
Here Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue went away in the car, Zhou Suhe also got on the car, his smiling Jun Yan no longer smiled, the whole person was extremely gloomy, and the temperature in the car dropped several degrees.
Mo Zhengyan, today's game, he set Linglong.
...
"Uncle, I think you drank some wine, why don't we go for a walk nearby, or go for a drink?" Song Qiyue suggested.
"Where is it nearby?" Mo Zhengyan agreed.
Song Qiyue thought for a while and said, "Keep driving forward, it's probably Xiangjiang Avenue, just go there."
Here on the sunny Xiangjiang Avenue, the breeze is faint, very comfortable.
The long marble walkway is really pleasant to stroll here. There are various buildings on both sides, and there are ships wandering on the river. The two of them got out of the car and walked slowly in it. After a meal, such an afternoon walk was not too chic.
Mo Zhengyan's pace was slower, and Song Qiyue's pace was a little faster. Gradually, the two of them came one after the other, but they were not far apart. As soon as she turned her head, he was behind her.
Song Qiyue said, "Uncle, today is really hard."
"What can I do? Someone invites me to dinner." Mo Zhengyan laughed.
"Why didn't you work so hard? After so much thought, I came to eat, but the result was good. It turned out to be a Hongmen Banquet." Song Qiyue turned to look at him, she couldn't help but say.
Mo Zhengyan was smoking a cigarette and strolling, facing her brilliant and charming face in the sun, "How come it's a Hongmen Banquet."
"It's teaching me to be smarter, the land, and the allusions to myths. It's not bothersome. Uncle, I'm not that stupid yet, I don't understand anything." Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows.
"I didn't mention the childhood sweetheart." Mo Zhengyan only pointed out.
"Yes, yes, it was mentioned by someone else." Song Qiyue answered, "but you didn't give up like this, a Ehuangying, how smooth you bring."
"Isn't mythology just for people to talk about?" He smiled.
"Then tell me, Xiang Wan and I, who is the emperor and who is the female hero?" Song Qiyue asked directly. He was there at the time, and who could not understand the meaning, he directly referred to Zhou Suhe as a person intolerant of heaven. .
Mo Zhengyan said, "You are neither the emperor emperor nor a female hero, nor will I let you marry Emperor Shun."
His eyes were gentle, and Song Qiyue looked at him. In fact, she understood his intentions, and she whispered, "You want to vent for me in this game today, thank you."
"If you make a promise, of course you have to count it. If someone bullies you and makes you unhappy, I can't just let it go." He said, and then said again, "However, you owe me again. How to pay it back?"
"Hey?" Song Qiyue was stunned. "Aren't you fulfilling your promise? How come you still have to pay it back?"
"I didn't say it, it's free, of course you have to keep the account."
"Businessmen are shrewd and refuse to eat at a loss. Then, before you help me next time, tell me in advance to see if I need it or not. Otherwise, I will suffer too much, and now I owe you again. I went to the previous two times, both three times, and this account is getting more and more, how can I make it clear in the future?" Song Qiyue had a headache.
She simply asked, "I said Mr. Mo, what do you need me now? Why don't you settle these accounts first, I hate debts."
He didn't speak, but looked at her with a smile, as if thinking.
The two of them walked to the railing of the avenue and leaned against each other. Song Qiyue leaned her hands on the stone pillar in front of her, looking at the river to the east. There were ripples in the river, and she was still waiting for his answer.
"Do you really want to pay the bill?" he asked, breathing in smoke.
"Just talk about it." She looked sideways, looking at him with interest, wondering what he would ask.
Mo Zhengyan leaned back, his narrow eyes lightly swept over and fell on her face, "I will take these three bills for you in exchange for an answer."
"The first time you were with me, what on earth was it for?" He asked softly when the soft male voice came.
He asked her more than once, why he approached her at the time.
There were two more times before. The first time we met half a year later, during Mr. Wang's dinner. The second time was a banquet in Kyoto, and he asked her the same question again in the room. This was the third time, he asked her the same question again.
why?
Why be with him?
The breeze was blowing in the ears, blowing in the hair, blurring the white smoke, and Song Qiyue looked at him jokingly, "I said I fell in love with you at first sight, do you believe it or not?"