The moon comes to take pictures

"You can't miss the flowering branches upstairs, but also sleep alone..." On the stage, after singing this sentence, the curtain fell again, Ning Ruichen took a look at the playbook, and the next fold was "Photography".

Taking advantage of the scene change, Cui Zhu turned around and served wine to the two: "Liniang in this play is really an infatuated little lady."

He didn't know who he was talking to, but Ning Ruichen was afraid that he would make a fool of himself by answering wrongly, so he nodded in agreement.On the contrary, it was Xie Yan, whose usually flamboyant eyes froze for a moment, and then slowly said: "It's always drama, there is no such thing in the world."

Cui Zhu laughed: "Boss Xie has watched a lot of dramas, I dare not argue with you."

Xie Yan blinked, and returned to the suave look he had when he came here: "It's all made up by the book writers. How do you want to come here? Just be happy with that pen. Eunuch Cui, look at the miserable people rolling around in the world of mortals, which one is it?" Can you let yourself go?"

These words are faintly irritating to Cui Zhu. I don't know if I can hear what I'm going to say next. In short, if these two people know each other, they must have had official contacts. Ning Ruichen doesn't know what they will do next. He didn't dare to act rashly, only he was afraid that he would unintentionally be Cui Zhu's pusher.

After much deliberation, I regretted that I shouldn't have come here for some untrue news.

As if he didn't want him to feel better, Cui Zhu patted him on the shoulder: "Master Ning, look at this man, he is clearly teasing our family, he is really domineering!"

Ning Ruichen had no choice but to say: "Boss Xie is well-informed, it's not surprising to have this feeling."

"It's clear that I'll come first, and the two of you have become a group, and you can only speak for him." Cui Zhu rolled his eyes openly, wanting to say something, and the silk and bamboo downstairs rose again, flying far away. Sporadic words came, and Du Liniang was sitting at the table looking at the mirror and drawing with her two long sleeves swinging lightly.

Ning Ruichen took a sip of his wine, turned around and called Bao'er, telling him to go outside to find a buddy for a bowl of tea.

Cui Zhu asked with concern: "Don't you drink?"

Ning Ruichen nodded slightly: "I don't drink much." He still remembered the last time he got drunk at Chang Xi's banquet, it was really... shameless.

Bao'er went out first, and there was still singing on the stage. After a long time, I heard footsteps falling in. It was Bao'er: "Young master, young master, we just checked the time, we should go home !"

Ning Ruichen looked worried, and pointed downstairs: "I just arrived at the exciting place, what's the rush?"

Bao'er pinched her ass and cried loudly: "If you don't go back, the master will cut me in two!"

Ning Ruichen frowned: "Little Diao Nu, I don't care about you, you are becoming more and more unruly."

After all, he got up and pretended to fight.

"Hey, it's fine, it's fine, no matter what, it's just a child." Cui Zhu moved his fingers, and couldn't help but wink at Xie Yan who was beside him, but Xie Yan was drinking wine indifferently at this moment, just looking at himself play.

"Eunuch Cui is begging for favors for him. This kind of slave is only relying on my pampering him, so I have the courage to contradict others. I have to beat him."

Cui Zhu is a man with a city, but now he begged for mercy, as if sincerely: "Okay, another day, another day I will call the troupe here, and go to your place to finish the song, how about it?"

"How troublesome..."

Cui Zhu interrupted: "That's it."

After leaving the garden, the sweet and greasy singing was far behind him, and Ning Ruichen took a few steps before he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came, he was in a carriage. At this time, all the carriages and horses were parked in the backyard of the theater, and the coachman drove them out.While waiting, the gate of the theater opened again, the waiter bowed to see off the guests, Ning Ruichen took a closer look, and found that the person was Xie Yan.

Seeing him coming, Ning Ruichen had nothing to do, thought that Cui Zhu had come with him, so he asked, "Where is Eunuch Cui?"

"Still watching the play." Xie Yan glanced upstairs.

Ning Ruichen didn't know how to reply: "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

"I don't matter." Xie Yan smiled, rather self-deprecatingly: "It was Eunuch Cui who lied to me. Today he asked me to give a play to the guests. He asked who he was, but he refused to say. Who should I be? Put together by him."

After speaking, there was a dull rumbling sound in the alley beside the theater, and the carriage was pulled out.Xie Yan took advantage of the situation and asked, "Where did you go from?"

Ning Ruichen looked at him and said truthfully, "Go back to the Cardamom Pavilion."

"...Then let's go together." Xie Yan didn't realize that his voice, which was pretending to be calm, trembled slightly.

Bao'er rubbed against the shaft of the car, took out a Maza, and looked at Xie Yan curiously.When he came to Ning's house, he had never heard of Xie Yan at all, and he had only heard of this character during the Japanese pirate incident.But... the uncle doesn't seem to like him very much.

It's not like there is hatred, but friendship, how can two friends be so good.Bao'er rubbed her brain, and called softly from the side: "Master, it's done."

Ning Ruichen pursed his lips, but finally let go: "Please."

But in the car, the atmosphere is still awkward.

Bao'er and the coachman sat together, chatting endlessly, pricking up their ears from time to time to listen to the movement inside.

Xie Yan was the first to speak: "Just now, you and Bao'er really have a good understanding. Uncle Ning has always been discerning in choosing people."

Ning Ruichen's heart skipped a beat, his eyelids drooped, and he blinked lightly: "Huh?"

Xie Yan moved closer: "I can tell when you're lying."

Before Ning Ruichen could react, Bao'er, who was eavesdropping outside, was startled.He was very clever, what was meant to exchange tea was actually a signal between their master and servant, if one day Ning Ruichen sent him out to exchange tea, he would use his mouth to snuff out the communication.

Ning Ruichen leaned towards the window, looking for something to say: "Second brother Xie, why didn't you say anything when you came to Nanjing?"

Seeing him dodging, Xie Yan leaned against the wall of the car, bumping with the car, and did not answer.

"Thank you, brother?"

In an instant, Xie Yan came to his senses: "You used to call me Brother Yan."

"I'm not a child for a long time, and I don't know what name the second brother took?"

Xie Yan said, "Wei Qing."

Ning Ruichen gave a vague "huh" and asked Jiachang again: "I haven't received a letter for a long time, is everything okay at home?"

Xie Yan was slightly taken aback. In the past few years, he sent letters to Nanjing, but Ning Ruichen didn't receive them. It was nothing more than being stopped. "It's okay. I'm traveling all over the country to do business, and I'm not often at home. All the chores at home are handled by my wife alone."

"Speaking of which, you have been married for several years, and I haven't seen my sister-in-law yet."

Xie Yan was irritable for no reason, turned his head and looked outside at the market: "She doesn't like to see strangers."

Ning Ruichen said awkwardly: "Yes, I remember that you have always loved ladies from everyone."

At this moment, Ning Ruichen regretted it, he should have hardened his heart just now, otherwise, why would he be so embarrassing.

"Actually, I came here once when there were Japanese pirates in Nanjing." Xie Yan rubbed his hands, and said in a hoarse voice with a feeling of distress, "It's a pity I didn't see you. What were you doing at that time?"

"I... have nowhere to go at home. I just copy the scriptures and recite the Buddha's name. After all, I'm useless and muddled." Ning Ruichen breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to ask him why he sent it to his elder brother. Such a letter, and why should Yuan Junyu be investigated to the bottom, but after all, it was hindered by that little barrier, so he didn't say it, counting the hours in his heart, and lifted the curtain of the car unbearably.

"When I was a child...it's been so long."

"Second brother Xie is the leader of the meeting, that is, I am still the same as when I was a child."

Still the same as when I was a child?Xie Yan felt that this was a hint, and finally couldn't help it anymore. It seemed that a hand was pushing his chest out. With this push, he impulsively said what he shouldn't have said: "Why, why don't you go to me? ?”

We arrived at the west section of the Qinhuai River, with the sound of water waves, and the red light of dusk pouring in from the window, moving with the car, changing its shape like blood.Ning Ruichen didn't answer, but still kept looking out of the window, and said for a while, "I was sick at that time, and I'm recuperating at home."

Xie Yan was at a loss for words and didn't know how to speak again.

When the carriage passed a high gate, Ning Ruichen suddenly turned his head.

"Stop, stop." Ning Ruichen lifted the big curtain hanging in front of the carriage, and leaned half of his body outwards. Over there was the direction of Uncle Zhongyi's Mansion. Looking over from a distance, there was a square plaque covered with red cloth, It was covered with a rope, and two people put it on the ladder, lifted it up together, and slowly hung it on the lintel.

"That's..." Xie Yan leaned out to take a look, but the curtain was closed again.

Ning Ruichen shrank back, shook his clothes, raised his eyes, and couldn't hide his smile.

"what happened?"

This is the first time he laughed like this today, and his whole body and mind are different from the tightness just now: "It's nothing, my friend is going home."