The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate
Chapter 42
Song Wei stopped drinking, lowered her eyes and wondered what she was thinking.
Dugu Mian also put down his wine glass, waiting for his answer.
After a while, Song Wei raised her head: "Master Hou, you are too unkind. You said we are friends, since we are friends, why bother to gloat over others' misfortunes."
Dugu smiled: "Schadenfreude? It is undeniable that after I figured it out, I am very happy." His expression tightened, and he became serious, "Xiaoyin, after parting, I often think of you and what you said. I After careful consideration for a long time, between you and me, although I was too presumptuous and rude to you. But the realm you described is too extreme. I have never seen it—not only have I never seen it, I have never heard of it, Such pure feelings and relationships. It may happen for a moment, it is too rare for a lifetime. I would like to see, at this level, who can do it for you, and who can you do it for."
Looking straight at him: "You hang around like this, is it because you want to find a sincere person in the place of fireworks, among the girls who are leaning on the building to sell their laughter? You are making friends with those young masters, is it because you want to come from the family of officials and nobles? , looking for a sincere person from among those wandering men?"
Shaking his head: "I don't think you don't understand, how slim is that hope. You will waste your time so much, but it's just for temporary enjoyment."
Stretching out a finger to lift Song Wei's chin, looking straight into his eyes: "Xiao Yin, even in your own heart, how much do you believe in what you have said?"
Song Wei was fixed by him, she suddenly came back to her senses, knocked off his hand, her heart was sullen, and her tone was quite unfriendly: "Master Hou, whoever I am looking for, and whatever life I am looking for, is all by myself. It's nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it." Staring at him, his face was filled with sarcasm, "Aren't you wasting your time and seeking pleasure by telling me this? Do you dare not admit it?"
Dugu smiled and said: "I admit that I am greedy for pleasure, but I don't think it is a waste of time. Xiaoyin, every day with you is very happy in retrospect. And no matter how you explain that you really like it, at least from my In this respect, I do really like you. I think, can you please make an agreement with me? "
No matter the expression in the eyes or the voice, they are extremely sincere.
Song Wei raised her eyelids, but didn't ask.
"Before you meet someone who is sincere, you just accept my liking reluctantly. When you meet, I will let go and leave. I will never force you. What do you think, huh?" Seeing that Song Wei didn't speak, Dugu Mian continued in a tone full of seduction and coaxing, "Since you want to have fun, how can I be inferior to others? Look, you won't suffer at all in this matter..."
Song Wei interrupted him suddenly and coldly: "You are too far away, how can there be a girl who is good, she will come when you call, and go away when you wave."
Dugu was choked up by him, and immediately said: "It's far away, isn't it just what you want? When I'm not here, I can neither see nor care about what you are playing. When I am here, Gubao makes you happy and happy.”
Song Wei finally got a headache: "You are sick."
Dugu nods his head: "I'm sick. Lovesickness."
Song Wei was helpless: "Why do you..."
Dugu Mian looked at him affectionately: "I told you before, I like you."
Song Wei was very irritable, picked up the bottle and poured it directly into his mouth.
Dugu Mian said slowly: "I heard they call you Miao Zhi." After finishing speaking, he just looked at him like this, the deep affection in his eyes was so thick that it could flow out.
Song Wei wanted to explain, her lips moved, but she gave up again.With the other party's paranoid energy, if you don't let him get what you want, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome.Whatever he wants to think, he can think about it.
After all, it's just a matter of maintaining an intermittent friendship.
The wine bottle stood up on the table: "Master Hou has green eyes and wrong love, and I, Song Wei, am not a person who does not know what to do. Just like what Master Hou said, I am willing to ask for your favor. In the future, when you come, I will not hide. I want to leave, please don't stop Master Hou. Let's talk openly if we have something to say to each other. Keep a little sympathy for each other, and each of us can live a better life."
Dugu Mian filled two cups and touched Song Wei: "Why do I feel that you are talking about business with me?"
Song Wei narrowed his eyes and asked back, "Isn't it?"
Dugu smiled indulgently: "You say so."
The two had always had a tacit understanding when drinking, and when they talked, they drank wholeheartedly.Earlier, Song Manji only took out two bottles, which was enough for normal hospitality.However, the two couldn't hold back and poured one cup after another into their stomachs, and they soon bottomed out.Song Wei shook the bottle, stood up: "I'll look for it, there must be more." She turned into her mother's room and searched.
The house rented by the mother and son of the Song family can be said to be narrow and cramped. Entering a small courtyard, a miscellaneous room for storing items was built on one side, and a shed was recently built on the other side to tie up livestock.The two main rooms are located on both sides of the main room, with mother and child occupying one room each.Behind the main room is the kitchen and clean room.
Song Wei went in to find wine, and Dugu Mian also got up.According to the rules, he could not enter other people's mother's house, but this did not prevent him from standing at the door and peeking in through the gap in the curtain.
Song Wei lay under the bed with her butt pouted, stretched her arms and dragged out the wooden box where her mother kept the wine.As the preparatory proprietress of a Persian restaurant, and occasionally having a drink with the boss at home, Song Manji's private collection is quite impressive.The box was not light, and Song Wei stretched her arms and dragged it out.After looking at it, he turned around and shouted out of the house: "Shall we drink the same one or a different one?"
Dugu Mian was so frightened that he took two steps back: "Change it to another one. Find something I haven't drunk before." The round buttocks were still shaking in his mind.
Song Wei pouted in the room: "You are a marquis, what haven't you ever drunk? You haven't drunk cheap bad wine, have you?"
Dugu smiled silently, thinking that he had drunk it too.He just said, "You can drink whatever you want."
Sure enough, Song Wei changed his style, folded his hands together, took out four bottles in one breath, bent down and put them on the table: "Don't pour them down, it's not strenuous enough, just touch the bottles directly."
Dugu Mian picked up a bottle and pulled the cork: "Okay. That's all. I'm going to deliver the decree to the Mu family in the afternoon. If there's any more, I'll just take the decree later."
Song Wei chuckled: "If you take it upside down, just talk nonsense, anyway, the Mu family won't sue you." He turned pink from drinking, his drunken eyes were hazy, but his words were sober.
"The Mu family has decided to set up an incense table at the Muji Headquarters on Fanbo Street in Xishi City to receive the order. Xiaoyin, are you going?"
Song Wei shook her head: "It's nothing to do with me. It's better to sleep at home just to watch the excitement."
Seeing his nonchalant look, Dugu knew that he really didn't care.At one time, he was very surprised by Song Wei's way of treating money and power like dung, because he really didn't understand where this ordinary boy from Fanfang came from with his confidence and vision.Because Song Wei is used to pretending to be soft, this kind of demeanor was revealed inadvertently after getting acquainted with each other, and it also made Dugu Xian feel that he was completely different from those pretending to be noble people he knew in the past.After a short period of loss, Dugu felt comfortable.As long as he was with Song Wei, even if he was so angry that he vomited blood, in retrospect, there was a sense of cleanliness and comfort.Reunited after a long absence, the person across from him is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at him.
After thinking about it, I changed the subject: "I see you are riding a gray horse, is it the same horse as in the knockout match?"
Song Wei is very happy to discuss this topic: "That's right. Its name is Deda, and it was given by Mr. Weng."
Dugu was overjoyed, laughed for a while, and couldn't help feeling sour: "I think that horse is just average, and it would be better to give you a better one later."
"No need. I like it very much, that's it." Song Wei boasted while drinking, "You also know that I've always been single-minded.
Dugu could only laugh again.My heart says you love a fart, don't you have a donkey?Of course he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only say awkwardly: "I don't want to give you anything, you always refuse my kindness like this."
After hearing this sentence, Song Wei put the wine bottle away: "I don't know if my memory is wrong. Dare I ask Lord Hou, what did you give me?"
After thinking about it carefully, Dugu really didn't give him anything.After buying several sets of clothes, Song Wei took two sets of replacements when she left, and didn't take away any extras.I also tried to send the toll, but I couldn't send it at that time.I thought about opening a shop for him in Kyoto, but the shop is still just a phantom in my mind.For the birthday of the Lantern Festival, I bought a string of South Sea beads, because he was not expected to want them, so I used them as bargaining chips, and finally got a few spring festivals, not to mention that the beads were accidentally seen by my daughter when I returned home. . ——I can’t say any of them.
Dignified Xianhou, when did he become so petty to his beloved lover?Dugu himself was also surprised.He always felt that he was very kind to Song Wei.In the past, as long as they could get into his bed, who wouldn't be able to get all kinds of benefits from him?When it came to Song Wei, she seemed to have completely forgotten about it subconsciously, or believed that these methods were useless, and never thought of formally gifting the other party anything.
Song Wei squinted at him, with a faint smile on his face: "Master Hou, you haven't given me anything yet, how do you know I don't want it? Blame me for refusing your kindness, isn't it too wronged?"
Those eyes seemed angry and complained, knowing that he was putting on airs, Dugu still felt hot in his heart: "It was my negligence, I must correct it."
Song Weidao: "As the saying goes, to help others is to help when they are in need, and to help others is to help when there is no need. The icing on the cake is like giving charcoal in the snow. Mr. Weng, when I needed a horse, I gave him a good horse. This It is the sincerity of gift-giving. Full sincerity, but not disrespectful. He is happy to give it, and I am happy to receive it. Only in this way can we talk about friendship."
Dugu then asked: "Xiaoyin, tell me what you need."
Song Wei looked at him, with expectations and provocations in his eyes, and slowly said word by word: "Master Hou, I have already told you what I want. It's a pity...you can't afford it."
Dugu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood: he wants a sincere person.Sincere people who have no candidacy themselves.
After spending a long time talking, I came back again.
Silence, like the aroma of wine, permeated the room quietly.
Dugu said suddenly: "Xiaoyin, is it interesting to kill?"
Song Wei was a little surprised: "Why is it boring? You should know it too, right?"
Dugu Mian shook his head: "There are indeed many people in Beijing who are good at this way, but I don't have much chance to play with it." The young master of Xianhou Mansion was motivated since he was a child, and didn't spend much time on playing.Coupled with years of experience abroad, these games played by the nobles of Kyoto are inevitable.
Song Wei took advantage of the situation to tell him.Although Dugu Mian doesn't play polo, his riding skill is still higher than Song Wei's.When the two talked about horse riding, it was like tasting wine, they had a lot in common.Unknowingly putting those stumbling blocks aside, it was purely two men talking about common hobbies together, and they had a great time talking.
It was almost noon before Dugu left drunkenly.When saying goodbye, he said to Song Wei: "I will only stay in the Western Capital for three or five days. Tomorrow I will worship the ancestors, and the day after tomorrow I will leave for Beijing. If you are free in the day after tomorrow, Xiao Yin, can you have a meal with me? My farewell?"
Song Weidao: "The day after tomorrow I will practice in the eastern suburbs, and I have time in the afternoon."
Dugu Mian nodded: "Then it's settled. In the afternoon of the next day, I will send someone to pick you up in the Weng family's forest."
The next day, Song Wei went to the shooting field to practice as usual.Weng Huan asked side-by-side about the friend he met yesterday, and he said that he was an old acquaintance who traveled with the Mu family caravan to the south, and came to Xidu for business, so he could see himself by the way.Speaking of the Mu family caravan, some people talked about the bustle of the Mu family receiving the award yesterday in the West City, because the scene was cleared of no one else, and those who watched the bustle did not see clearly what the imperial envoy looked like.Everyone asked Song Wei one after another: "You know Mu Qiye well, have you gone in and checked?"
Song Wei scratched the back of his head: "Mine, Zhongjue overslept and missed it, hehe..."
Those who listened stomped their feet: "It's really unlucky! Who told you to spend so much effort on the female branch girl? The imperial envoy didn't even think it was..."
At dusk, after breaking up with a few teammates, Song Wei rode um ang home.Under normal circumstances, Deda is fostered in the stables of Weng's Linzi, and travels back and forth with donkeys.In a special situation like yesterday, the horse was tied up at home and forced to eat donkey feed, and today he lost his temper all day.
Walking near Fanfang, suddenly two people stood in front of him.The servants are attired, but they are neatly dressed and behave politely.
"My master admires Mr. Song very much, and intends to ask Mr. Song to show his face and talk. I don't know what Mr. Song wants?"
Song Wei wondered: "Who is your master?"
"My lord is the third son Xue of the Xue family. I think Mr. Song has heard about it."
Dugu Mian also put down his wine glass, waiting for his answer.
After a while, Song Wei raised her head: "Master Hou, you are too unkind. You said we are friends, since we are friends, why bother to gloat over others' misfortunes."
Dugu smiled: "Schadenfreude? It is undeniable that after I figured it out, I am very happy." His expression tightened, and he became serious, "Xiaoyin, after parting, I often think of you and what you said. I After careful consideration for a long time, between you and me, although I was too presumptuous and rude to you. But the realm you described is too extreme. I have never seen it—not only have I never seen it, I have never heard of it, Such pure feelings and relationships. It may happen for a moment, it is too rare for a lifetime. I would like to see, at this level, who can do it for you, and who can you do it for."
Looking straight at him: "You hang around like this, is it because you want to find a sincere person in the place of fireworks, among the girls who are leaning on the building to sell their laughter? You are making friends with those young masters, is it because you want to come from the family of officials and nobles? , looking for a sincere person from among those wandering men?"
Shaking his head: "I don't think you don't understand, how slim is that hope. You will waste your time so much, but it's just for temporary enjoyment."
Stretching out a finger to lift Song Wei's chin, looking straight into his eyes: "Xiao Yin, even in your own heart, how much do you believe in what you have said?"
Song Wei was fixed by him, she suddenly came back to her senses, knocked off his hand, her heart was sullen, and her tone was quite unfriendly: "Master Hou, whoever I am looking for, and whatever life I am looking for, is all by myself. It's nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it." Staring at him, his face was filled with sarcasm, "Aren't you wasting your time and seeking pleasure by telling me this? Do you dare not admit it?"
Dugu smiled and said: "I admit that I am greedy for pleasure, but I don't think it is a waste of time. Xiaoyin, every day with you is very happy in retrospect. And no matter how you explain that you really like it, at least from my In this respect, I do really like you. I think, can you please make an agreement with me? "
No matter the expression in the eyes or the voice, they are extremely sincere.
Song Wei raised her eyelids, but didn't ask.
"Before you meet someone who is sincere, you just accept my liking reluctantly. When you meet, I will let go and leave. I will never force you. What do you think, huh?" Seeing that Song Wei didn't speak, Dugu Mian continued in a tone full of seduction and coaxing, "Since you want to have fun, how can I be inferior to others? Look, you won't suffer at all in this matter..."
Song Wei interrupted him suddenly and coldly: "You are too far away, how can there be a girl who is good, she will come when you call, and go away when you wave."
Dugu was choked up by him, and immediately said: "It's far away, isn't it just what you want? When I'm not here, I can neither see nor care about what you are playing. When I am here, Gubao makes you happy and happy.”
Song Wei finally got a headache: "You are sick."
Dugu nods his head: "I'm sick. Lovesickness."
Song Wei was helpless: "Why do you..."
Dugu Mian looked at him affectionately: "I told you before, I like you."
Song Wei was very irritable, picked up the bottle and poured it directly into his mouth.
Dugu Mian said slowly: "I heard they call you Miao Zhi." After finishing speaking, he just looked at him like this, the deep affection in his eyes was so thick that it could flow out.
Song Wei wanted to explain, her lips moved, but she gave up again.With the other party's paranoid energy, if you don't let him get what you want, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome.Whatever he wants to think, he can think about it.
After all, it's just a matter of maintaining an intermittent friendship.
The wine bottle stood up on the table: "Master Hou has green eyes and wrong love, and I, Song Wei, am not a person who does not know what to do. Just like what Master Hou said, I am willing to ask for your favor. In the future, when you come, I will not hide. I want to leave, please don't stop Master Hou. Let's talk openly if we have something to say to each other. Keep a little sympathy for each other, and each of us can live a better life."
Dugu Mian filled two cups and touched Song Wei: "Why do I feel that you are talking about business with me?"
Song Wei narrowed his eyes and asked back, "Isn't it?"
Dugu smiled indulgently: "You say so."
The two had always had a tacit understanding when drinking, and when they talked, they drank wholeheartedly.Earlier, Song Manji only took out two bottles, which was enough for normal hospitality.However, the two couldn't hold back and poured one cup after another into their stomachs, and they soon bottomed out.Song Wei shook the bottle, stood up: "I'll look for it, there must be more." She turned into her mother's room and searched.
The house rented by the mother and son of the Song family can be said to be narrow and cramped. Entering a small courtyard, a miscellaneous room for storing items was built on one side, and a shed was recently built on the other side to tie up livestock.The two main rooms are located on both sides of the main room, with mother and child occupying one room each.Behind the main room is the kitchen and clean room.
Song Wei went in to find wine, and Dugu Mian also got up.According to the rules, he could not enter other people's mother's house, but this did not prevent him from standing at the door and peeking in through the gap in the curtain.
Song Wei lay under the bed with her butt pouted, stretched her arms and dragged out the wooden box where her mother kept the wine.As the preparatory proprietress of a Persian restaurant, and occasionally having a drink with the boss at home, Song Manji's private collection is quite impressive.The box was not light, and Song Wei stretched her arms and dragged it out.After looking at it, he turned around and shouted out of the house: "Shall we drink the same one or a different one?"
Dugu Mian was so frightened that he took two steps back: "Change it to another one. Find something I haven't drunk before." The round buttocks were still shaking in his mind.
Song Wei pouted in the room: "You are a marquis, what haven't you ever drunk? You haven't drunk cheap bad wine, have you?"
Dugu smiled silently, thinking that he had drunk it too.He just said, "You can drink whatever you want."
Sure enough, Song Wei changed his style, folded his hands together, took out four bottles in one breath, bent down and put them on the table: "Don't pour them down, it's not strenuous enough, just touch the bottles directly."
Dugu Mian picked up a bottle and pulled the cork: "Okay. That's all. I'm going to deliver the decree to the Mu family in the afternoon. If there's any more, I'll just take the decree later."
Song Wei chuckled: "If you take it upside down, just talk nonsense, anyway, the Mu family won't sue you." He turned pink from drinking, his drunken eyes were hazy, but his words were sober.
"The Mu family has decided to set up an incense table at the Muji Headquarters on Fanbo Street in Xishi City to receive the order. Xiaoyin, are you going?"
Song Wei shook her head: "It's nothing to do with me. It's better to sleep at home just to watch the excitement."
Seeing his nonchalant look, Dugu knew that he really didn't care.At one time, he was very surprised by Song Wei's way of treating money and power like dung, because he really didn't understand where this ordinary boy from Fanfang came from with his confidence and vision.Because Song Wei is used to pretending to be soft, this kind of demeanor was revealed inadvertently after getting acquainted with each other, and it also made Dugu Xian feel that he was completely different from those pretending to be noble people he knew in the past.After a short period of loss, Dugu felt comfortable.As long as he was with Song Wei, even if he was so angry that he vomited blood, in retrospect, there was a sense of cleanliness and comfort.Reunited after a long absence, the person across from him is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at him.
After thinking about it, I changed the subject: "I see you are riding a gray horse, is it the same horse as in the knockout match?"
Song Wei is very happy to discuss this topic: "That's right. Its name is Deda, and it was given by Mr. Weng."
Dugu was overjoyed, laughed for a while, and couldn't help feeling sour: "I think that horse is just average, and it would be better to give you a better one later."
"No need. I like it very much, that's it." Song Wei boasted while drinking, "You also know that I've always been single-minded.
Dugu could only laugh again.My heart says you love a fart, don't you have a donkey?Of course he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only say awkwardly: "I don't want to give you anything, you always refuse my kindness like this."
After hearing this sentence, Song Wei put the wine bottle away: "I don't know if my memory is wrong. Dare I ask Lord Hou, what did you give me?"
After thinking about it carefully, Dugu really didn't give him anything.After buying several sets of clothes, Song Wei took two sets of replacements when she left, and didn't take away any extras.I also tried to send the toll, but I couldn't send it at that time.I thought about opening a shop for him in Kyoto, but the shop is still just a phantom in my mind.For the birthday of the Lantern Festival, I bought a string of South Sea beads, because he was not expected to want them, so I used them as bargaining chips, and finally got a few spring festivals, not to mention that the beads were accidentally seen by my daughter when I returned home. . ——I can’t say any of them.
Dignified Xianhou, when did he become so petty to his beloved lover?Dugu himself was also surprised.He always felt that he was very kind to Song Wei.In the past, as long as they could get into his bed, who wouldn't be able to get all kinds of benefits from him?When it came to Song Wei, she seemed to have completely forgotten about it subconsciously, or believed that these methods were useless, and never thought of formally gifting the other party anything.
Song Wei squinted at him, with a faint smile on his face: "Master Hou, you haven't given me anything yet, how do you know I don't want it? Blame me for refusing your kindness, isn't it too wronged?"
Those eyes seemed angry and complained, knowing that he was putting on airs, Dugu still felt hot in his heart: "It was my negligence, I must correct it."
Song Weidao: "As the saying goes, to help others is to help when they are in need, and to help others is to help when there is no need. The icing on the cake is like giving charcoal in the snow. Mr. Weng, when I needed a horse, I gave him a good horse. This It is the sincerity of gift-giving. Full sincerity, but not disrespectful. He is happy to give it, and I am happy to receive it. Only in this way can we talk about friendship."
Dugu then asked: "Xiaoyin, tell me what you need."
Song Wei looked at him, with expectations and provocations in his eyes, and slowly said word by word: "Master Hou, I have already told you what I want. It's a pity...you can't afford it."
Dugu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood: he wants a sincere person.Sincere people who have no candidacy themselves.
After spending a long time talking, I came back again.
Silence, like the aroma of wine, permeated the room quietly.
Dugu said suddenly: "Xiaoyin, is it interesting to kill?"
Song Wei was a little surprised: "Why is it boring? You should know it too, right?"
Dugu Mian shook his head: "There are indeed many people in Beijing who are good at this way, but I don't have much chance to play with it." The young master of Xianhou Mansion was motivated since he was a child, and didn't spend much time on playing.Coupled with years of experience abroad, these games played by the nobles of Kyoto are inevitable.
Song Wei took advantage of the situation to tell him.Although Dugu Mian doesn't play polo, his riding skill is still higher than Song Wei's.When the two talked about horse riding, it was like tasting wine, they had a lot in common.Unknowingly putting those stumbling blocks aside, it was purely two men talking about common hobbies together, and they had a great time talking.
It was almost noon before Dugu left drunkenly.When saying goodbye, he said to Song Wei: "I will only stay in the Western Capital for three or five days. Tomorrow I will worship the ancestors, and the day after tomorrow I will leave for Beijing. If you are free in the day after tomorrow, Xiao Yin, can you have a meal with me? My farewell?"
Song Weidao: "The day after tomorrow I will practice in the eastern suburbs, and I have time in the afternoon."
Dugu Mian nodded: "Then it's settled. In the afternoon of the next day, I will send someone to pick you up in the Weng family's forest."
The next day, Song Wei went to the shooting field to practice as usual.Weng Huan asked side-by-side about the friend he met yesterday, and he said that he was an old acquaintance who traveled with the Mu family caravan to the south, and came to Xidu for business, so he could see himself by the way.Speaking of the Mu family caravan, some people talked about the bustle of the Mu family receiving the award yesterday in the West City, because the scene was cleared of no one else, and those who watched the bustle did not see clearly what the imperial envoy looked like.Everyone asked Song Wei one after another: "You know Mu Qiye well, have you gone in and checked?"
Song Wei scratched the back of his head: "Mine, Zhongjue overslept and missed it, hehe..."
Those who listened stomped their feet: "It's really unlucky! Who told you to spend so much effort on the female branch girl? The imperial envoy didn't even think it was..."
At dusk, after breaking up with a few teammates, Song Wei rode um ang home.Under normal circumstances, Deda is fostered in the stables of Weng's Linzi, and travels back and forth with donkeys.In a special situation like yesterday, the horse was tied up at home and forced to eat donkey feed, and today he lost his temper all day.
Walking near Fanfang, suddenly two people stood in front of him.The servants are attired, but they are neatly dressed and behave politely.
"My master admires Mr. Song very much, and intends to ask Mr. Song to show his face and talk. I don't know what Mr. Song wants?"
Song Wei wondered: "Who is your master?"
"My lord is the third son Xue of the Xue family. I think Mr. Song has heard about it."
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