sunset fever

Jianfang didn't go back to the dormitory at the end of Yinshi that day, lying on the couch in front of the window, covered with a thick quilt, her cheeks were slightly red from the cold, and her hair was disheveled.

Zhong Qingming was going to patrol the courtyard. He hadn't slept for a long time, so he was a little tired. He took the lantern outside, lit a fire at the table, and talked to Jianfang who was awake: "You lie down for another half an hour, Your Majesty said Now, I have to go back to the palace early today."

"I know."

"Where did Master Jian go last night?" Zhong Qingming often asked in a direct manner, he was still smiling, and pulled the ribbon on the cloak with one hand to make sure it would not loosen.

At this moment, Jianfang stretched out his curled limbs, wrapped his whole body in the quilt, and only the collar of his shirt was exposed, and he replied: "Get up at the end of the day, and go to the courtyard to find you. We meet by the gate, and you will come back and rest." It’s over, I’ve been guarding outside His Majesty’s door until now.”

"Your Majesty slept in the Imperial Attendant's room."

"It's guarding outside the door of the Imperial Master," Jian Fang took a long breath and said, "I'm wrong."

What Zhong Qingming said was not pleasure, but a kind of tentative teasing, he asked: "Which bed did you get up when you were a grown-up?"

Jianfang still looked at him with neither joy nor anger, their faces were covered by the yellow light of the lantern, Zhong Qingming didn't wait for Jianfang to answer his question, then raised his face and laughed, and said, "Come on, I'm joking." , and left.

The light around Jianfang's face gradually disappeared, only the red flame of the candle lamp not far away was reflected. He stared straight at the roof, put his hands under the thick quilt, gradually closed his eyes, and clenched his teeth.

It was a sunny day with clouds, and everyone set off from King He's Mansion to Chongcheng.Jianfang and Zhong Qingming led the guards, riding horses in front of and behind the vehicle, while Chen Bizhen sat in the vehicle and kept talking, memorizing complicated and difficult foreign languages ​​on thick paper.

Holding the hot water bag, Yan Xiu asked him, "How did you sleep last night?"

"Master Attendant, I'm studying my homework, it's not the time to answer."

"Do you know how I slept?"

Chen Bizhen raised his head, and suddenly smiled mischievously and without discipline. He stroked the hair hanging from his chest, and drove them to his back, and then tentatively said, "I squeezed you."

"I'm worried about squeezing you. You should not hurt your precious body, but you like to take risks. If something happens to my bed, I will be killed a hundred times and I won't be able to pay back—"

Yan Xiu didn't have an overly accusatory tone at first, but Chen Bizhen couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw his eyebrows furrowed. He covered his face with the paper he had copied homework, and kicked Chen Bizhen's shoes with his feet.

If he hadn't been worried about being caught by a group of guards outside the car, Yan Xiu would have reached out and knocked on the naughty boy in front of him. He turned his face and opened the curtain to peek out at the street scene outside the window.

The chariots and horses were rushing towards Chongcheng, the cold wind was blowing on their faces, even if it was a half-clear day, there was no warmth at all.

Those ladies and gentlemen, all wearing thin jackets, some with colorful cloaks, passed under the trees with yellow leaves, there were magnificent shops, and some dilapidated houses. shade.

Mei Jibo wore maroon arrow sleeves, and her black hair was tied high. Her eyes were originally determined and cold, but then they became delighted and amazed. She held the blue-handled sword and tried her best to be a knight as she yearned for. Standing in front of the tea stall, he saw Yan Xiu immediately.

The two looked at each other, the horses and chariots moved forward at a constant speed, Yan Xiu opened the curtain even more, he poked out half of his face, as if anxious, not knowing how to make an appointment and keep him, he raised his hand and pulled the blue hair tied in his hair. The ribbon, then, let it slide down with body heat and float to the side of the road.

Mei Jibo reached out and grabbed the ribbon.

She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't hear the voice clearly, Yan Xiu looked straight there, and after the car drove for a while, the people and the tea stand were all gone.

In the car, Chen Bizhen buried his face and looked at the words, and asked, "What's the good view outside?"

"Jiang Bo and Liu pull up the red shirt..."

"Where is Jiang Bo?"

"I haven't seen Jiang Bo, but I think of my hometown. The Shanshui River passes through the house. The water and the sky are the same color. The rain and fog fall, and the people's faces are moist."

Yan Xiu was still holding the water bag in one hand, he looked at Chen Bizhen's protruding nose, his thoughts drifted to the distance, and he shivered; what Yan Xiu was thinking about was probably the first encounter with Mei Jibo, Or maybe it's just the clear Shanshui with white mist.

In the second year of Changfeng, it was the rainy season in late spring, Fushan was hot, and the sky was always foggy and white.

Mei Chengchu brought a pair of sons and daughters, traveled from Yaotai to the south and west, arrived at night, and stayed in a luxurious inn in the city.There are more than a dozen people accompanying him, and there are several carts of precious wood that is rich in Yaotai.

Mei Jibo was holding a paper umbrella under the eaves, calling loudly: "Mei Qiyi—"

"Elder Sister." The young man came running out of the rain and mist with his clothes on. He was born more gentle and handsome, at the age of thirteen; He can squint his eyes and smile sweetly at others.

Mei Chengchu had already entered the store, and soon after, Mei Jibo and Mei Qiyi both went in, and when the lights were lit, the three of them were led upstairs by the welcoming shopkeeper, who called: "Boss Mei, young master, Miss, please follow me."

"How do you know us?" Mei Qiyi raised his face and asked him.

The shop owner is a tall woman wearing a jade hairpin. She muttered the trivial and hard-to-understand Fushan dialect, and said with a smile: "Master, I have seen a lot of the world, so I don't understand this inn in a cramped place. This is your Mei family's shop. It's a shopkeeper."

The decoration here is the majestic and calm style of Yaotai, so Mei Jibo didn't feel much of leaving home. She entered the room, put down her sword, and sat down at the table.

This trip was to send those few carts of precious timber to the magistrate's mansion. Seeing that the solar terms were just right, Mei Chengchu brought his children to Fushan for a tour; on the second day, the three of them drove to the magistrate's private mansion , handed over the wood, and sat down and had tea with the wife of the mansion.

The sky is still not clear, the houses in the distance are engulfed in fog, and the drizzle falls on the face.

After drinking tea and leaving the house, Mei Chengchu went with the lady, Mei Qiyi also followed the two, but Mei Jibo slipped away early and entered the flower building in the backyard of the house, where the magistrate raised some flowers and plants, and bought Play the zither, carillon, flute, etc., to have fun with the wife and concubines.

Mei Jibo was sitting on a high place, and saw two people walking on the corridor in the distance, a slender woman dressed gorgeously, and the other was a servant girl from the house.The two entered the courtyard and opened the door of the building. After a while, a young man jumped off the high wall on the side of the courtyard and also came into the building.

Then, the servant girl came out to watch outside, plucking the fine grass beside the steps leisurely; there were some hidden humming sounds in the building, the servant girl bowed her waist and looked through the window, but she probably didn't see anything, so she went again Grabbing the weeds.

Mei Jibo went down from the eaves, stood behind the servant girl, covered her mouth, and asked in a low voice: "The one who came with you just now is the prefect's concubine?"

The servant girl didn't say anything, she was also very frightened, and she couldn't match Mei Jibo's martial arts strength, so she could only struggle uselessly.

"Who is that son?" Mei Jibo asked again, and threatened again, "You may not want the magistrate to know about this."

Mei Jibo tried to loosen her fingers, and the maid panted eagerly, and said: "In the building are the fourth madam and a young master."

Mei Jibo tied the maid's hand behind her back, both of them were tired of struggling, Mei Jibo asked her: "Is his surname Qi?"

"The surname is Yan, the character is Ziluo, and he is a famous doctor in Fushan Prefecture..."

The servant girl was still speaking under her breath, when she heard the building door behind her open, and then someone came out, it was the man, he was wearing a white flowered cloak, with hairpins in his flowing hair, he looked like a fairy, with a cold expression, he said: "Please, Miss Yu'er, prepare more hot water."

"Master Yan, I have already told the kitchen."

Mei Jibo had a chance to see him now, and knew that it wasn't Qi Ziren's madman, she came here just to wander around the yard, after thinking about it, he realized that reunion is not easy.

Yan Xiu is just a stranger.

The Yu'er maid suddenly burst into tears, knelt down and gave Mei Jibo a big gift, she cried: "I don't know who Miss is, but please forget what happened just now, let alone Mr. Yan came."

"I won't say it. I'm from Yaotai. I came to Fushan to find an old friend." Mei Jibo said, wearing a pink and white gauze skirt and thin silk top with a sword on her waist, "Get up now." .”

Yu'er's servant girl wept and said: "The fourth lady is physically weak, and she was afraid that her son would lose her life accidentally, so she invited Mr. Yan to help her infertile."

Yan Xiu still had a silver needle in his hand. He had a calm and arrogant attitude. He seemed to be a different person from the two who walked off the wall just now. Mei Jibo suddenly found it funny. She suddenly laughed out loud and called out "Yan Gongzi".

On this day, Yan Xiu left Chongcheng in the late evening, before he thought about it, a woman with black eyes fell from the tree, and she fell into his embrace together with her sword in red.

Surprise is the most, at this time the sun is too slanted, and soon fell into the ground, Yan Xiu came out from Chongcheng, and wanted to walk back to the Taoyuan Pavilion, he should have been thinking about the unfinished errands in the Imperial Medical Office, but at this moment , but hugged Mei Jibo full of arms, the two looked at each other, with their skirts fluttering, and the fallen leaves hit the brows and head.

Not far away is the Yande Gate and the Firebeam Palace Lantern on the city wall. A long golden dragon is coming out. The clouds dissipated in the afternoon. At this time, the sky is full of bright and bright stars. the moon.

Yan Xiu said softly: "Jiang Bo and Willow pull up the red shirt. When drunk, the night is short and the wind is lying on the boat. A sword brushes his chest to tell the truth, and Yaotai Yunding is full of thousands of flowers."

"Yaotai does not grow flowers, only trees, so the wood in Yaotai is the best."

After Mei Jibo finished speaking, the two separated, and Mei Jibo said: "Then I met you in Chongcheng. Concubine Hui is my aunt, and we will deal with her funeral. I will follow me later. Dad went back and couldn't stay, so he came to Yangjing again."

"I'm working in the imperial medical office in the palace."

"I went to Fushan in July and got the letter, but I couldn't read it."

Yan Xiu turned to look at Mei Jibo, he cared about her frowns, smiles and words, he had things he couldn't say, letters he hadn't sent, and days he hadn't passed.

"Why don't you understand?" Yan Xiu asked her.

"You gave me a prescription... I asked someone who knows medicine, and he said he had never seen such a prescription."

"Then maybe I took it wrong, and I was in a hurry when I left." Yan Xiu prevaricated, and then led Mei Jibo forward, intending to lead her back to the Taolang Pavilion.

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