Brother Donggong

When I returned to Lao Cui's small courtyard, it was pitch black.

Cui Bicheng was in the yard, with his legs stretched out, a piece of sugar cane dangling from his mouth, and a man in gray was sitting on the saddle next to his thigh, with a slender but strong waist, like a leopard ready to go, unexpectedly it was a little Lotus (Yin Wangchuan).

Xiao Lian pressed two fingers on Cui Bicheng's bones, and then slowly moved upwards like kneading dough. When she reached the kneecap, she suddenly pressed her fingers hard and heard a click. The sugarcane was bitten off and fell to the ground. Then I heard old Cui's screams like killing a pig, and his thigh bones seemed to be straightened.With a blank expression, Xiao Lian took medicine and silk from her hand and tied Lao Cui's broken leg to death with a hemp rope knot.

He reached out for a candle, took a piece of dog skin plaster, burned it twice, and made it hot. He lifted up Old Cui's sackcloth and patted hard on his old naked waist, and it stuck to it.

Xiao Lian said coldly, "You have been lame for too long, and your walking posture is not good. Your leg will never get better. I'm afraid that it will fall to the root of the disease and hurt your waist in the future."

"Hey." Old Cui quickly rubbed his waist, "This can't hurt your waist, it's a big deal, I haven't married a wife yet!"

Xiao Lian's face was still cold, "Master Cui's fate seems to be known only to God. Last year, Tang Xiaoxie asked you for a root stick in Yuelao Temple..."

Cui Bicheng chased after him, "And then?"

"What then, no then." Xiao Lian nodded slightly at me, as a greeting, "It's getting late, since Chengyi has come back, I should go too."

"Wait." Cui Bicheng picked up a bamboo cane and stood in front of Xiao Lian, "Mr. Yin, the kitchen is cooking, anyway, you will be alone when you go back, so why not eat here. You can eat here with more chopsticks. Lively. Chengzi, where have you been, why did you come back so late?"

I went to the edge of the water tank, fetched water from a ladle and washed my hands and face.

When I was wiping my face with my sleeve, a silk scarf was handed over to me at some point. I looked up and saw that it was Xiaolian.I know that he has been following me secretly, and I also know that he knows where I have been, so there is no need to speak.

Seeing me take the silk scarf, Xiaolian suddenly asked, "Do you want me to stay for dinner?"

I wiped my face indiscriminately, and nodded quickly, "Okay, if you're not busy, stay here, it's delicious when there are many people."

Xiao Lian stared at me for a while, then nodded without any trace, and said a word, "Okay."

Then Old Cui yelled loudly, "Mother He! Dinner is ready!"

But he said in a nonchalant manner, "By the way, Chengzi, today I have your favorite red bean shortbread. I just tasted it, and it's no worse than Ouchi Yuchu's."

Me, "Red bean shortbread? Where did it come from?"

Cui Bicheng, "Your wife's family sent it here, saying that they heard that you like to eat. Miss Yin asked someone to bake a few carefully, put them in a box and send them here. Look, your wife's family loves you so much, eh, it's still Good luck to you."

I put the silk scarf on my shoulders and sat on the bucket lid, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

It was Xiao Lian who smiled, then floated to the stone stool next to her, flipped up her robe, sat there, and said in a low voice, "Red beans grow in the southern country, and spring comes to send a few branches. This is what you people in the Central Plains read. Poetry, but I don’t read much, so I forget the rest.”

Cui Bicheng grinned happily, "Mr. Yin was joking again. Even my ignorant cousin, me, knows the last two sentences. Come to Chengzi, and recite a paragraph for Mr. Yin."

……

May you pick more jie, this thing is the most lovesick.

Need more to say?

I sat on the water tank and didn't speak.

Cui Bicheng, "Chengzi, it's hard to find such a sincere girl. What do you mean? If you follow Wen Zhan that little wolf bastard wholeheartedly, don't drag other girls into the fire pit again."

But I looked at Xiaolian, "Today, you know everything about me in Xiaoxing Palace?"

His blue eyes were reflected in the dancing candlelight, and I only felt a burning pain for a moment.Then he said lightly, "I know. Seeing you there, I knew there would be no danger, so I came back."

Cui Bicheng, "Chengzi, you..."

I waved my hand, "Well, you, don't think about it. After eating this meal today, everyone will start to tinker with it from tomorrow. The 22nd of this month is a good day, and then I can welcome my new daughter-in-law. .”

them,"……"

I was happy, "I also gave Wen Zhan a knife today. If he can't kill me, he can't control me. How good, everyone will be quiet from now on."

Cui Bicheng smirked twice, and hurriedly arranged for everyone to eat.Everyone was silent while eating, and when Xiaolian finally put the chopsticks on the side of the bowl slowly, the outside was changing.The dry voice of an old man working the watch came over several alleys and several streets, which added a faint sense of depth to this simple courtyard.

The next day, Cui Bicheng took the title deed of the new house to search for a house. After finding it, he gathered a few people from nowhere and started cleaning the house, wiping the beams, buying furniture, tableware, tea sets and the four treasures of the study. Flowers, plants and trees are common things in Yongjing City. Although they are not comparable to my original palace, they are more kind and warm.

The wedding day is very lively.

There is a row of water mats in the yard, and on each wooden table there is a roast pig, a bowl of Sixi meatballs, a bowl of lotus seeds, red dates and longan soup, as well as roasted fish and Xi noodles sprayed with chili oil and chives. There are several jugs carved from thick bamboo tubes, which contain old local wine from Ningzhou.

room.

One of Yin Mingyang's senior officers had his eyes narrowed. He twisted his beard and said, "When the girl of the Yin family was born, the master of the Yin family specially made sorghum wine made of sweet-scented osmanthus and honey, and buried it in the soil. When the girl got married, she took it out and drank it, counting it, it has been almost 20 years."

The other person quickly drank two more sips, and kept nodding, "Good wine, good wine, our old wine from Ningzhou is good enough! Yin Butang really understands our brothers."

Cui Bicheng drank to the brim, he drank one cup after another, as if what he was drinking was not old wine, but clear water.He kept smiling, watching him look like the happiest person in the world, as if the one who married his daughter was not Yin Mingyang and Yin Butang, but Cui Bicheng.

And my father-in-law Lao Taishan Yin Mingyang Yin Butang sat on the main seat and drank with Lao Cui.He disliked the small wine cups and was perplexed, so he ordered people to exchange silver to make big wine boats, and the king of the boat poured them one by one.After a while, he blushed like a monkey's butt, his eyes were blurred, and his tongue was tied.

He hugged Lao Cui, pointed at the roast pig in front of him, and shouted proudly, "Brother, I had a great time drinking with you today, Lao Yin, I will recognize you as a brother!"

Cui Bicheng didn't seem to understand, only silly music remained.

I saw that they drank too much, so I asked someone to come and take the pair of drunk cats away.

I dialed Yin Mingyang, "Yin Butang, it's late at night, first go to the back hall to rest."

Snapped!

A jar of old wine was in front of me.

"Drink it!"

Yin Mingyang stared at me with his eyes wide open like an old cow.

Old Cui still giggled silly.

I looked at the two brothers hugging each other, sighed secretly, and thought to myself, if I drink all this stuff down, I won’t need a bridal chamber tonight, so I took the jar of wine, raised my head and started drinking.

I poured it harder, and some leaked to my chin and the skirt of my clothes. Who would have thought that Yin Mingyang would clasp my wrist with his big callused hands from years of sword practice, and then slowly opened his eyes. The original chaotic eyeballs But it was clear and bright, and then, two golden ingots of yellow and orange hit my chest.

He said,……

"Brother, Lao Yin had a really good drink today, you brother, Lao Yin also recognizes you!"

"Come, come, come, brother, I will give you the gold, and my daughter will give you, change your words and call me daddy!"

The soldiers carried away Yin Mingyang and Cui Bicheng who were hugging each other.

The guests at the banquet were already drunk, and the female relatives were greeted by Mrs. Yin to rest in the back hall. There were also a few tables where the old ladies gathered together to play mahjong, crackling, crackling.

I drank a jar of old wine and drank it down, but I was still not drunk, but my eyes were a little dazed.I looked up, and there was a moon on top of my head, yellow and orange like a big doughnut.

With so much wine, the more others drink it, the hotter it becomes, and the more confused it becomes, but the more I drink it, the colder it becomes, and the more I drink it, the more sober I become.

Looking at the moon like a cake of dough, I actually thought of Wen Zhan that day.

Sixteen days ago, Xiaoxing Palace.

What did I say?

"Wen Zhan, let me go or kill me, you choose one. This time, I won't force you."

What about Wen Zhan?

He stood there, his face as cold as the ice on the Kunlun Mountains that would not melt for thousands of years.

"Okay, okay, okay! That's great, Chengyi, you've seen me through. You clearly know that I can't kill you, and you still..."

His eyes were like flames burning in ice.

"In this case, let's make a clean break! You go to live with that girl Yin, I will not stop you, but I want you to remember that from today onwards, you can't see Yuezheng again. Anytime, anywhere, you You can’t even see Yuezheng again. He’s pestering you, and you can’t talk to him anymore. If you let me know that you and Yuezheng met, I will lock him in the dungeon of the Zongren Mansion, where there will be no light until he dies.”

Me, "Wen Zhan...you, you are crazy! What does this have to do with Yuezheng?"

Wen Zhan smiled slightly, "Chengyi, I hate you, I have never hated a person like I hate you. I will let you know what you gave up, and I will do everything I can to make you feel It is heart-piercing, what is heartbreaking, what is life is worse than death!

I know you love Yuezheng, so I will make you never see him again for the rest of your life! "

……

In the attic not far away, someone's fingers plucked the guqin. A figure sat on the dripping eaves on the roof of the wooden building. His gray clothes fluttered with the night wind. That person looked like a crane.

It's Xiaolian.

I shook the wine jar in my hand.

In fact, Wen Zhan didn't know what I really gave up.

No one is more important than him.

...Even if it's a zither...