Banquet

In May, tea leaves are fragrant.

Carthage is the most beautiful time of the year.

There is a bouquet of pure white daisies in the solemn and solemn memorial hall.

The person who gave the flowers had a clear and peaceful face, and was bowing his head to say something.

"I'm sorry to make you wait so long to talk to you while standing."

In his hand was a small pitch-black altar, bright and clean with a warm light.

"I guess this is the place you miss the most. Over the years, you have been traveling frequently, and this is the only place that both you and I can worry about."

"That kid Cheng Yan is going to graduate next month." Thinking of his son, his clear face showed a trace of relief, "When you were young, you wanted to study a major that you couldn't, but he took it for you, so that's fine. If you accept him as a half-adopted son, that's all your care for him."

He stroked the body of the altar lightly: "After saying goodbye to you today, the next reunion will probably be when the time of death is approaching. Please slow down and wait for us to meet again."

He put the small altar under the sand sculpture, as if reluctant to part with it.

A person outside the door came to him, put his head lightly on his head, and lazily said: "Smell which tea fragrance is this?"

Jiang Zetao twirled a few tea leaves from under his sleeve, and said calmly, "Have you rolled around in Habilima's tea garden?"

The man rubbed against him and said, "Is it fragrant?"

Jiang Zetao ignored him, his eyes still fixed on the small altar.

"Don't disturb people's peace. We are all coming here. I have already told him to occupy more apartments for us down there. Later, the two families will live opposite each other. It will be considered a help." He said, putting his arms around Jiang Zetao.

Jiang Zetao's sad emotions were immediately wiped out by him, and the scene of door to door, handing bowls of soup, and playing cards really appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help showing a helpless smile.

"Then let's go." Jiang Zetao said in a low voice.

The two extremes of life and death will eventually merge, like water drops falling into the deep sea, like ice and snow melting away mountains and rivers.

He once fell asleep in the vast starry sky, with no one to rely on.

Now sleep in peace and quiet, with old friends by my side.

If you don't let me down, you won't be ashamed of me anymore.

And you and I will meet again.

Across the poles of life and death, reunited in silence.

"You asked him to leave me a sunny house, I want to bask in the sun more."

"The whole building is for you."

The voices of the two talking gradually faded away.

There are crystal dewdrops on the white daisies, and they are shining brightly at this moment, as if they are responding softly.

When the two arrived at the tea garden, Tasha Gema was teaching the little girl to climb trees.

He stared blankly at Jiang Zetao, and said blankly, "Shen, a big Jiang?"

Shen Jiaqi said seriously: "That's Xiao Jiang, this is Da Jiang."

The little girl on the tree panicked, "Tasha, how do I get down?"

Tasha Gema said solemnly, "Don't worry, Anna, I'll carry you down."

In the distance, the simple and honest Habilima held the tea leaves he had just picked and exclaimed: "Jiang, you are finally here, and Musa didn't tell me."

Jiang Zetao smiled and nodded. He looked at Shen Jiaqi and said strangely, "You told Habi your real name? But why did his son call you Shen again?"

Shen Jiaqi said with a smile: "Look at how stupid Habi was back then, but smart people always pretend to be stupid. He probably can't remember the looks of Chinese people, so he recognized me as Musa based on his feeling. What can I do?"

Jiang Zetao looked at little Tasha, who had returned home with the beauty in his arms, and said with great interest, "You even taught this trick to children. Soon I won't be the only victim."

Shen Jiaqi clung to his ear and said softly: "I didn't teach him this, but you will always be a victim with me, and you can only wait for me to rescue you."

Then he shouted at a loss: "Brother Chengyuan, brother Chengyuan."

Jiang Zetao glared at him, and the two walked into the teahouse hand in hand.

Grain Rain has just passed, and it is a good time.

In June, graduation ceremony.

Under Zhao Su's management, Shen Yu in the explosion just changed his name to Jiang Chengyan, and everything else remained the same.

Just after the ceremony, before Jiang Chengyan took off his academic cap, he was greeted by congratulations from a group of people.

On behalf of those irresponsible elders, Gu Mingyuan sent a bouquet of flowers to celebrate Jiang Chengyan's official graduation, and he did not forget to tell him to go to Zhao's house for dinner at night.

Zhao Chang'an was tall and had the appearance of a slim girl. She dragged the gentle and elegant young man Mingche, and bounced to Jiang Chengyan's side to congratulate him.

Mingche straightened her messy long hair and gave her a large box of chocolates in his arms.

There was also a group of people in the dormitory who rushed over to drag Jiang Chengyan away from here, threatening to take graduation photos.

The daylight was exceptionally bright that day, Jiang Chengyan turned around and saw Gu Yan, wearing a finely tailored black suit, staring at him.

Jiang Chengyan smiled slightly, then walked towards him quickly.

"late."

Jiang Chengyan said: "Didn't you say that you want to accompany me to listen to the principal's speech?"

Gu Yan bowed his head and kissed him: "It was originally like this, but Mr. Zhou asked me to go to get the gift, do you want to blame me?"

He raised a dark gift box to tease him.

Jiang Chengyan's eyes turned slightly, and he said arrogantly: "If you open it for me, I will count it as your atonement."

He was indeed in a very good mood, with satisfaction and a smile between his brows and eyes.

Gu Yan also wanted to indulge him, so he said: "It's disrespectful."

After opening the dark gift box, Jiang Chengyan's expression became solemn.

Gu Yan said in a low voice: "A dark blue suit system."

Jiang Chengyan corrected: "Prosecutor uniform."

Gu Yan handed him the gift box and said seductively, "Jiang Jian, do you want to try it?"

"You are not allowed to dress unless you are going out on business." Jiang Chengyan stroked it, hesitantly said, "And I haven't officially taken office yet."

Gu Yan said in a low voice: "This is a gift from Mr. Zhou. When you officially take office, you will also get a procuratorial badge. Do you really not want to wear it?"

Jiang Chengyan pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "No."

He added, "He gave me this suit to remind me of the responsibilities and obligations I have since graduation, and I don't want to take it lightly."

His earnest appearance is as eye-catching as a shining jade. Gu Yan looked at him intently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, you are the best, listen to you."

Jiang Chengyan nodded, and suddenly asked, "Aren't Uncle Shen and my dad coming back?"

Gu Yan said lightly: "This is a place of right and wrong for them, and it's fine if they don't come back."

"Do you want to leave, or stay?" Gu Yan's eyes fell on Jiang Chengyan, he said leisurely, "You still have the right to choose, but if you say yes, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment by my side from now on. "

After all, he was uneasy.

After Gu Zhongxun was imprisoned, the forces in the capital were reorganized again, and there are many rumors that the Gu family has since collapsed.

These voices, big and small, inevitably affected Gu Yan.

"what are you going to do?"

Gu Yan was silent for a while, maybe it was a comeback, or he just retired.

"I always feel that things back then may not be so simple."

Gu Yan said slowly: "Concluding an arms deal is not as easy as imagined. It's really not easy relying on grandpa alone. Maybe the downfall of the Gu family is just one of the hidden lines."

He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Understanding the truth, you can only have stronger power. The road to power is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may fall into the abyss. If you are not willing..."

"If I don't want to, why don't you do it?" Jiang Chengyan found it interesting and continued.

His eyes were full of smiles, and this smile was transmitted to Gu Yan's eyes, gradually brewing a sweet warmth.

"If you don't want to, then I can only learn from Elder Zhou, Bailu Qingya, and be exiled in the mountains to be a wealthy idler." Gu Yan stretched his mind.

Jiang Chengyan said calmly: "The Gu family is declining, and the Zhao and Chu families are gradually rising. You have old friends in the army to help you. The Jiang and Sun families have a close relationship and are also my friends."

"Now is the best time, the old and the new are changing, and the allies are reshaping. If you don't fight at this time, I am worried that you will regret it in the future."

Jiang Chengyan smiled slightly: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, whatever you do, we will do it together."

Gu Yan nodded, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "By the way, thanks to Tatsuno this time, I don't know where he has been recently."

Xiyuan Sanhai.

Thousands of stalks are burning together.

The man stood under the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

"Looking for me?" As soon as the mocking voice arrived, the man frowned slightly.

"Is this how you speak to me?"

Long Ye said indifferently: "What attitude should I have, offering you up like offering to a Bodhisattva, and calling you the head of state?"

The man was silent: "Even if you don't regard me as your father, wouldn't it be worthwhile for you to be more polite to me for helping you save Gu Yan?"

Tatsuno mocked: "Then thank you very much."

His eyes fell on Tatsuno: "You should know that Gu Zhongxun and my political opinions are at odds. This time, I will use your hand to save Gu Yan from leaving, and then he will expel Gu Zhongxun."

Long Ye was furious: "Could it be that you are crazy, and you actually played these schemes on my head."

Xue Shao said indifferently: "So what if it's on you, it's true that Gu Zhongxun committed this felony, and it's right that Gu Yan enforced the law impartially. If I told you from the beginning, wouldn't you save him?"

Long Ye laughed back angrily: "Master, I don't bother to talk to you."

He lifted his foot to leave.

Xue Shao said lightly: "If you dare to step out of here today, I will let Gu Yan come out tomorrow."

A person jumped down from the eaves, blocking Tatsuno's way.

The man's eyes were extremely pale, and he smiled slightly: "Young Master Xue, why don't you leave after listening."

Xue Shao said quietly: "I suggest you stay in the capital. I won't stop you from doing whatever you want. What do you think?"

Long Ye sneered and said, "Don't you think you're an idiot, using this method to detain your son?"

Xue Shao said lightly: "I thought you had forgotten your identity long ago."

Tatsuno flicked his sleeves, his eyes darkened and he said, "Go away!"

Xue Shao watched him leave, and said slowly: "I don't want to hear the name Tatsuno again."

The man whispered: "I will solve it."

The man looked at Fu Que in the distance, and said leisurely: "I came back smoothly this time, so don't go out in the future."

"You and Shen Yuan are both from the old family of Kalong, do you want to change your original name back?"

There was a vague emotion in the man's eyes, and he said lightly: "If possible, I want to be called Baishui."

"Bai, water." Xue Shao read slowly, "As you wish."

Dark clouds billowed in the distance, and heavy rain loomed.

Gu Yan held an umbrella with one hand, embraced Jiang Chengyan and said, "Go home."

Jiang Chengyan looked at the sea of ​​clouds.

There are many good things in the world like a feast, which will never come back again, and will come again after it is gone.

But I am holding hands with you at this moment, and there are endless banquets, but there is no worry.

He held Gu Yan back and said with a smile: "Okay, go home."

The author has something to say:

(30) This case comes from the famous "Rwanda massacre" in modern times, and many references are cited from "African States: [-] Years of Independence".

([-]) "The grace of heaven and earth...the grace of parental upbringing" is quoted from "A Thousand Flags of Snow", a book I like very much.

This is the first completed article, and there are many shortcomings and deficiencies. I know it myself and have learned a lot.

Although the feelings of the protagonist group do not need to be brilliant in supporting roles, they like it selfishly.

The full text is over, and the story is uncertain.

Thanks to Hua Hua, others, Mulan and other readers for following along, thank you for your support and encouragement!