when will i see you again

The little girl sat on a chair and watched the back of the blind mother-in-law walking out. She didn't understand why the blind mother-in-law didn't wear a mask to go out every year during the Lantern Festival. The originally lively festival left her alone every year, deserted.

The old woman had deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her skin was a little slack, but this face still showed the unrestrained beauty of her youth. Like Xie Bingyuan, she half-kneeled on the ground, lit a white candle, and poured wine on it. , silently facing the white candle.

After a while, she took out the powder that young women often wear from her bosom, and applied it on her face with her fingertips.

"Don't think I'm old. If you were here, I might be as good-looking as I am." She slowly wiped the blush on her face, "No, you must be prettier than me. Back then, you were a concubine with great power.

Lan'er, Ai's family is here to see you. "

If I can go back to the past, I am willing to spend all the palace in exchange for the makeup on your face.

In the firelight, the old woman's face was full of grace, and her temperament was the same as that of seizing the palace back then.

Sitting casually is like sitting in a royal chair.

"I'm not happy now, and I'm sure I'm not happy thinking about you. If I didn't want to find you a few years ago, when the old Chu died, I would have followed."

The old woman drank the two glasses of wine in one gulp, "You wait for me."

This time, it's not the imperial concubine and Bengong, nor the polite sisters, the old lady is no longer Aijia, it's just you and me.

In the firelight, she seemed to be much younger again.

Shen Qingjue was holding an umbrella, Xie Bingyuan was carrying a lantern, and the two walked side by side.

"If you don't want to go, I'll let Yang'er go back to the palace first, so I won't accompany her to the Lantern Market."

Shen Qingjue said softly, afraid that she would feel uncomfortable when she remembered Master.

"Yang'er has waited for so long, and besides, we agreed to her. The master taught me to keep my promise, and now I have a disciple, so of course I can't break my promise."

"Okay, I'm just going out later, I'm afraid passers-by are looking at you, madam, but I don't have time to look at the lights."

Shen Qingjue turned his face sideways and looked at her with a smile.

"It makes sense." Xie Bingyuan answered her words, "Don't you have a lot of men's clothing in your place? Just give me one to wear."

Xie Bingyuan came out of the bedroom. A man's green shirt looked a little big on her body, but it looked more suave and suave. The belt bound her perfect figure. The young man rolled his eyes, walked to the dressing table, raised his eyebrow pencil , Draw a pair of heroic eyebrows.

Shen Qingjue didn't move, he seemed to be stunned.

"General", Young Master Xie came over wearing Shen Qingjue's robe, and whispered in her ear, "Your eyes are straight, pay attention."

After speaking, the sleeves of the plain clothes fluttered and floated a foot away.

Shen Qingjue gritted her teeth, she stared straight at her until she wanted to drag that noble young master to the bed next door.

The two left the mansion together, went to the Lantern Market in the east of the city, passed by the palace, and brought Xiao Liyang who had been waiting for a long time in casual clothes, and the three of them got into the carriage together.

"Master, you are really...so handsome today! Bi Yang'er is so handsome combined with all the young masters I've seen!"

"Your Highness was joking." Xie Bingyuan's appearance in men's attire was not inferior to that of Shen Qingjue at this time. After hearing Xiao Liyang's words, the three of them were in a good mood.

Most of the women in Mu Guo's boudoir can't show their faces in public. They can only go out to play during the New Year's festival. Therefore, many young men and women will go out, trying to find the other half of the eye. How could Xiao Liyang miss such a good thing, so she was very early. So he pestered Shen Qingjue to take her out to get some air.

Her Royal Highness also brought enough money this time, this time to guarantee a new gadget that swept the street.

The carriage gradually approached the Lantern City, and the sound of dancing and music approached, Xiao Liyang could not wait to fly out of the carriage immediately to have fun.

This year, Xiao Tailiang ordered people to build a huge lantern building, which is [-] rooms wide and [-] feet high, and the golden light is quite spectacular. The colorful lanterns are built into a mountain of lights, and the lanterns and fireworks complement each other. People with thaumaturgic abilities sing and dance, attracting crowds of onlookers.

The three of them got out of the carriage at Xiao Liyang's strong request, the streets and alleys were full of people, there were also many customers in teahouses, wine shops, and street food stalls, including children wearing masks and holding flower drums Laughing and running down a long street.

"Sister Qingjue! There are lantern riddle guessers over there, let's go and see?"

Xiao Liyang was so lively, he wished he hadn't grown wings, and he had seen every street and alley one by one.

"It's too simple, your master and I won't go, you can go by yourself." Shen Qingjue replied.

She was very relieved of Xiao Liyang, Xiao Tailiang sent countless secret guards to follow the princess, not to mention the accompanying maids, coupled with His Highness's temperament, she would definitely not suffer.

"Okay, then let's meet at the poetry club in a while." Xiao Liyang gave Shen Qingjue a wronged look, she is also very smart, okay?

Shen Qingjue and Xie Bingyuan walked slowly, many people looked at the two handsome young masters one after another, the accompanying attendants followed closely behind, the two masters were too eye-catching, they had to be careful at all times.

There are many lanterns hung here, and various characters are depicted on the lanterns, including dancing girls, birds flying and flowers flying, and dragons and fish jumping, which are very beautiful.

Xie Bingyuan took two steps and stopped at a booth. She held up a white lantern with great interest, and the person on it was holding a long spear and wearing a white boa robe, glaring with a ferocious expression.

"This lamp..." Xie Bingyuan couldn't help laughing.

"Young master has good eyesight. This is Lord Shen, the great general who protects the country. He is so majestic with a gun! Although she is a woman, how many men can't compare to it!"

Xie Bingyuan chuckled, "This one, I bought it." Then she took down the only Shen Qingjue lantern from the stall.

The stall owner was frightened to death by the eye knife handed by the silent taller Ruyu who was next to this young master. After taking a large ingot of silver tremblingly, he smiled happily and watched the two leave. The back figure secretly said that the two young masters are really good people.

Xie Bingyuan smiled ninja, raised the lamp and shook it at Shen Qingjue, "Are you majestic?"

Shen Qingjue pulled his lips: "Prestige", Xie Bingyuan couldn't help but laughed out loud when she saw her, "It's just that compared to your general himself, you are really much uglier."

Shen Qingjue couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand to pinch her fair and tender face, Xie Bingyuan pretended to be angry and gave her a hard look.After being stared at by her, Shen Qingjue's heart was greatly moved, and he was about to raise his hand to hold her, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a few young women not far away holding hands and looking at them with some excitement.

It was obviously those women who were blushing, but at this moment she felt a little embarrassed.In fact, in the eyes of those women, the flirting and flirting of the two handsome young men is much more attractive than the lantern.

The two stopped fighting and took the shortest way to the poetry club.

It is said to be a poetry meeting, but it is actually the place where the disciples of the Shangfeng Academy recite poems and write poems to welcome the Lantern Festival. It is next to a restaurant, and the upstairs is full of dignitaries. It is impossible for ordinary people to go there. A platform made of red carpet wood.

Xie Bingyuan was empty-handed, and Shen Qingjue snatched the lamp she just bought. She didn't know what to think of, and said with her own lantern, "You stand here for a while, and I'll go buy bunches of candied haws."

After Shen Qingjue left, Xie Bingyuan moved her body, and she nimbly made her way to the front of the stage amidst the crowd.

The people at the poetry meeting whispered, the atmosphere was awkward and weird, Xie Bingyuan pricked up her ears and listened for a while, and then she realized that the poetry meeting held by Shangfeng Academy, a dozen students danced with ink and recited poems against each other, and attracted four literati from the Northern Wei Dynasty. Brilliant, many of the poems written by the students of Fengxue Palace can't match up. This Northern Wei literati won the poem and ridiculed it, which seems to mean that Mu Guo's national power is not enough, and neither is the literati.

A few people dressed in Wei people stood on the stage, and the leader laughed loudly, "You students who are superior, you can't agree with the sentence "every house has lights, and music is everywhere". What a pity!"

More than a dozen members of Shangfeng Academy remained silent, this was clearly not the first time they had been wronged.

"Haha" as soon as the man finished speaking, he heard a laugh from the audience, "What do I think is the golden sentence, there are lights in every house, and the music and songs are everywhere, and they are also called poems? These poems are from the streets of the capital city. It's ridiculous that an eight-year-old girl can do it."

Under the stage, a young man in a brocade suit lifted his legs and stepped onto the stage.

"I'm the teacher of His Majesty's Academy, but I'm a figure in Taijing City where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is located, but I don't know who you are, so I have to weigh my weight in the limelight."

The leader of the four men was arrogant, looking at this young man whom he had never heard of or seen with his nostrils.The faces of all the scholars in the Shangfeng Academy were pale. This handsome and frightening young master who came up rashly, is he not a dude who doesn't know what to do?Now, I'm afraid it's even more embarrassing.

"As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from. Why is it that the Northern Wei Dynasty is a great country, but you are not at all tolerant. I am afraid that Her Majesty the Empress will also regret that there are so many scholars like you in the academy."

As soon as Xie Ling said this, everyone on and off the stage burst into laughter, and the old master of Shangfeng Xuegong stood on the attic and smiled while holding his beard. No matter how much this young man weighs, this scolding is hearty. smart.

The woman with tulle on her face stood under the stage with a faint smile, and the maid Feng'er put her hands on her hips angrily, and was about to rush forward to argue with this extraordinary young master.

"I'm not talented, but there are articles that have been handed down to the world. Although they are not famous, they can be regarded as being written into the must-read books of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Your Excellency, if there is no truth, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree. , like a castle in the air."

These Wei people were aggressive and didn't give people a chance to catch their breath. Countless young men and women in the audience stared at the slender and romantic figure with a beating heart, as if they were afraid that he would be ashamed the next moment and didn't know how to answer.

But that figure was as calm as a chrysanthemum when he first came on stage.Xie Ling cupped his hands and said, "I'm here to thank you."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present felt as if struck by lightning, even the master of Shangfeng Academy who had been calmly stroking his beard, a great Confucian in the world, his hands tightened, and the tiger's body shook and almost pulled off the beard that had been growing for half a lifetime.

Shen Qingjue just used a few maneuvers to shuttle to the place closest to the stage and stood still, when he heard Xie Bingyuan's words, he was also stunned.The famous talented Xie Ling is actually her wife?

That peerless woman who holds the piano and plays music for her, wears clothes and sings, and lives in her own mansion?

She didn't know about the entanglement between the two lives!

Fortunately, she is still the dream lover of countless women!

Those who are willing to come here to participate in the poetry meeting are all talented, educated and well-known ladies and gentlemen. Bai Ding went to the sea-like lamp market. Naturally, there are many scholars here who have read the original "When".

The women put their hands on their chests. If it weren't for the last sliver of reason, they would have rushed forward to throw sachets, sachets, hairpins and flowers, even the men were equally passionate.

Sure enough, people are as good as they are!

Xie Ling went on to say: "I am not talented, and I only believe that I have written a book by hand. Naturally, it is not comparable to the splendid articles of a few of you."

"You say our poems are poor, but you should make one and have a look."

Xie Ling frowned and looked at him, "The bees and butterflies among the flowers are in ecstasy, the BMW car is also growing, the headlights on the twelfth floor are like fire, and the night outside the ten-mile street is like frost."

The Northern Wei literati looked embarrassed, "Good poetry, I'm willing to bow down"

"Really? This is what my school boy did this morning. Thank you for the compliment. I will tell him when I go home. He must be very happy."

The audience roared with laughter again.

The faces of these Northern Wei students were dusty, and they were all dressed in green shirts. Now they are wearing old clothes, and Xie Ling is wearing countless freehand clothes.

Xie Bingyuan's talent is also countless. After she subconsciously changed her voice, her voice sounded louder and clearer. When she spoke at this moment, several students seemed to be slapped wildly.

The cultures of the two countries are already similar, and Mr. Xie's book was very popular in the Northern Wei Dynasty. It is rumored that His Majesty the Empress also ordered someone to buy the original book from Taijing City and send it to Qianxue City as soon as possible.

The head of the rampant man of Wei State stopped talking, and now, he can only admit that he is unlucky, but he doesn't know how Mr. Xie, who has never been involved in the world, will appear, and he just fell in love with him during the Shangyuan Festival.

Suddenly one of them seemed unwilling to give up, "Mr. Xie is a big talker, but he may not have real talent and learning. I'm afraid he will be ridiculed by literati and scholars!"

Only then did Xie Ling glance at him lightly. This man is almost middle-aged, with a full beard and disheveled clothes. He must be living a very unsatisfactory life.

"Literati and scholars are divided into gentlemen and villains. As gentlemen, most of the literati are loyal to the emperor, patriotism, uphold justice, hate evil, write beautiful articles to teach and educate people, and their reputation is passed down to future generations. Are you like you, haha... as The literati of the villain, who only focus on writing and ink, write poems when they are young, and read all the sutras when they are old. Even if there are thousands of words in their pens, there is no reason in their hearts. Even if you utter tens of thousands of words every day What's the use? When you come to Taijing and say a few words, you think that the Chinese people in Taijing are the best. Those who know current affairs are heroes. The emperor is leading you. I am really worried for the emperor. "

Xie Ling didn't hold back this time, but scolded directly.

"Hahahahaha!" The Palace Mistress, who couldn't hold back for a long time, quickly walked down from the attic, "Young Master Xie is a genius in this world, it's not the style of guests to talk to each other, my poem will not accommodate you all, please go back."

He has been watching from the attic, until now he came forward to chase people away, firstly because he wanted to use this to motivate the students of Shangfeng Academy to make progress, secondly because he was independent and wanted to watch the excitement, but now he waited until Xie Ling came out I can't help but be greatly impressed by my own wisdom.

The few steps he took downstairs were very distinguished, and the disgraced disciple of Shangfeng Academy beside him thought to himself: I am afraid that the teacher has used the demeanor of a great Confucian all his life today.

"Mr. Xie!" The Confucian stepped forward and stretched out his hand, but Xie Bingyuan dodged it quietly.

"Master Xie, why don't you sit upstairs?"

"Thank you for your kindness. It's just that I have an appointment to enjoy the lantern. I'm afraid it won't work today." As she spoke, she looked down the stands, and the palace lord followed her gaze, and saw Shen Qingjue in court clothes holding the lantern in his left hand and his right hand. Holding two bunches of candied haws, he looked at the two of them.

"Shen..." Although he was not in the world, Shen Qingjue naturally knew him.

Shen Qingjue, who was used to being cold on weekdays, smiled and posed candied haws at him.Xie Bingyuan stepped off the stage, and pulled Shen Qingjue away before everyone could react.

Wei Qianqiang looked at the backs of the two leaving with deep eyes.

"What's the matter?" Xie Bingyuan noticed that Shen Qingjue didn't speak, felt her unhappiness, her voice also recovered, and there was still some care and caution in the cold tone.

"Prestige?" Shen Qingjue asked her this time.

"Not majestic." Xie Bingyuan thought of the lantern she was holding and wanted to laugh, so she followed her words.

"Hum..." Shen Qingjue snorted, and the look of a little girl who had never been seen in a century appeared on his face. The two were talking in a dark alley, and there was no one around.

"I didn't even know that Your Excellency is Mr. Xie, what a great gift."

"Look at you, I am me."

When Xie Bingyuan finished speaking, the salute was fired, and the fireworks exploded all over the sky. It was like daylight between the sky and the earth. The golden fireworks exploded twice and fell slowly in the air. The sudden sound shocked her.

Shen Qingjue hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out one hand to cover her ears, letting her lean on his shoulder, while holding candied haws and lanterns in the other hand, looking a little funny.

It was also one of the few times when she couldn't stand it.

Another firework rose high into the sky and spread out with a snap. A huge golden flower exploded in the sky. The petals bloomed like rain and fell down with long trails.And from Xie Bingyuan's point of view, the fireworks just opened on top of Shen Qingjue who closed his eyes gently.