The red of Yueqiu

"Hey, isn't it too embarrassing for this family to recruit relatives without even knowing how to write? Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to write their "little daughter" as "dog"?"

The friend next to the man turned his head and saw a bright red notice posted on the wall by the side of the street.What was written on it was not that a certain girl wanted to find a good husband, but a prank by some family who molested all the girls in this town, saying that they wanted to see which girl's talent could win this girl. The son's "heart".Unless it is for the prince to choose a concubine for a man to recruit relatives, this is really an anecdote in the world.The friend looked at it twice, and thought it was a sissy guy messing around and writing for fun, so he waved his hands in disgust and continued on his own way.When a gust of spring breeze blows, what falls is not a dense drizzle, but a rain of petals that dazzles the eyes.One of the petals was so light that it rolled over comfortably and floated across the lake on the other side.

It was a time of peace and prosperity, singing and dancing everywhere, and people's lives were prosperous.Such a prosperous scene was not achieved in a day, but was achieved by the current emperor after a hard battle.Although with the rapid development of the country's economy, many people who have suffered from the war have gradually started a better new life, but some of them still cannot get rid of the predicament and still need to work hard to make ends meet.

Beside this densely populated small market, there is an inconspicuous hut, and no one will notice a man's face in the window.The man was sitting cross-legged indoors, wearing a plain white skirt, and a worn and too long coat on his shoulders.The orderly breathing and silent mouth, coupled with the beautiful cheeks like a mirror or more like a clear spring, and the simple wooden furniture as the background constitute an elegant and beautiful landscape painting.Those dull eyes were casting their slack eyes on the smoke rising in the distance.It does not touch a little ink on the artist's hand, and does not smell the crisp birdsong in the treetops, but it shows a detached and refined attitude; if it is not a divine creation, who can create this wonderful work of art?

Suddenly there was a "bang", and the door was roughly opened.Before the man could see clearly what was coming in, a mass of objects flew towards him like an arrow off the string, hitting his chest.A beautiful voice sounded beside my ears: "Brother, look at this!" The man and his sister embraced each other, and asked in a doting tone, "What good happened to you when you wandered outside?" Such a big impact didn't make the man's body retreat a bit.

The younger sister took out a crumpled red paper ball from her dirty clothes pocket, on which was written the words about inviting relatives on the street just now.The man blinked, and wondered, "There are really all kinds of people in this world."

The younger sister replied: "That's right, ordinary villagers dare to recruit relatives, it must have been written when they were drunk."

"No, I think this is really the prince recruiting relatives. Even if it is not the prince, it must be a rich family."

"How is it possible? Our small place is so remote that there may not be any records on the map. It's so smoky, how can any rich family pay attention to it?"

The man held the paper to his sister's nose, asked her to smell it, and said, "Even if you didn't want to study before, you must have smelled this kind of ink. In the past, when my father made a deal in Li Town, if the profit was good, I will definitely buy a few brand-new books and take them home. There are quite a few books that my father locked in boxes with great value, saying that he is not allowed to touch them. The ink stains on them all smell like this. Where do ordinary people go? Can you afford this fine ink?"

The younger sister said unconvinced: "You must have a dog's nose, and you can even remember the smell. But if it is true, let's try it and make a lot of money?"

"You...you want to marry?" The man was obviously taken aback, and he seemed quite frightened.

"What? You won't allow it?"

"...No." When they were living in poverty, their parents died young due to illness, so the responsibility of taking care of the younger sister naturally fell on the elder brother.The two siblings have stayed in this dilapidated house for many years, and her smell has naturally permeated every corner of the house.When I was reading, the finger marks left by her playing with the pages of the book; when she was lying on the ground crying, the smell of rubbing against the floor; when I fell asleep, the body temperature of another person suddenly increased in my arms... If my younger sister gets married, I will be alone, and everything will disappear from this old house; thinking about it this way, I feel lonely.

The younger sister said seriously: "Enough, I know you are struggling with some messy things again. Even if I get married, I will often come back to read your book, rub your floor, and crush you to death while sleeping. The point is I’m not married yet.” He continued: “It’s even better if you’re the concubine of a rich family. You just need to pass the test and put on a dress. After you’re married, it doesn’t matter whether you really have literary talent or not.” It's just a decoration anyway." Speaking of this, the younger sister was a little sad, if she hadn't been so forthright, she wouldn't have expressed this sadness clearly.Piansheng made a slip of the tongue when persuading his elder brother, invalidating his proposal.Brother will never sell his sister.

But at this moment, the man had another thought in his mind.What really attracted men's attention was that the red paper smelled very good, but it was a mixture of two things.In addition to the smell of precious ink, there is also a special aroma.I remember rushing into my father's study recklessly when I was a child, pestering him to play with me, but he turned around and walked away with a small box in his hand.He said that it was a tribute and should not be touched casually, and if it was lost, he would be killed.I went up to smell it, but felt that the fragrance was incomparable, and the room was full of fragrance, and there was a smell I didn't know, so I was deeply impressed.My father said that it was a legendary elixir that can prolong life, and the emperor had sent people to search everywhere for many years but failed.My father was entrusted to bring the medicine back from abroad, and then handed it over to an official for dedication, saying that it was very rare, so he had to keep it himself.

But in the end, it seems that some officials who dealt with it slandered the father for breaking things, so all the family property was not enough to pay for it, and the family lost all their wealth overnight.The parents were greatly affected by the drastic change, and soon passed away due to illness.The man has always wanted to know the truth of the matter, but then the government changed and a group of new officials worked for the court.The old man who has resigned from office hastily settled the case so as not to cause trouble for his upper body, without knowing the ins and outs of the matter.What's more, even if they do the investigation, in order to shirk responsibility, they will not announce the results.At that time, I was still young and didn't understand anything; now I want to avenge my father, and I have no idea.

Today, this kind of fragrance reappeared, should I seize this only clue, sneak into the house of the person who posted the red paper while recruiting relatives, and collect information in person?

The man knew that what his sister was thinking was to take this opportunity to seek an opportunity to support the family's economy.She was several years younger than the man, so naturally she didn't know the reason why her parents were stimulated.She was immature, and the man had not told her about it for many years, fearing that she would not be able to control her anger.Therefore, the man planned to deceive her, ostensibly asking her to participate in a marriage recruitment in order to marry a wealthy family, and he took the opportunity to find clues while assisting him.

After a while, the man broke the awkward silence with a firm voice: "My good sister, if you don't want to marry, let me replace you!"

On the other side, in front of the bed curtain woven with gold and silver thread, a person was leaning against the window lattice, holding the portrait of the man mentioned above in one hand, and holding a wine glass filled with amber liquor in the other hand, drinking quietly to the moon. "Liu Yi, would you be fooled by me to "invite you into the urn" to get this glass of fine wine?"