The moon comes to take pictures

"Screen screen, insect repellent incense."

"Put it here..."

At the foot of the highest pavilion, figures staggered back and forth.

"...Grape, and, take the lantern."

"Master, watch your step!"

Ning Ruichen led the way, excitedly, brushing aside the scattered branches and walking up the steps.

"You slow down..." In the dark blue Jiangnan night, two orange lanterns were pasted together. Yuan Junyu changed into a light robe and followed all the way. Beside the colonnade, looking out at the clear night sky in a trance.

Just because of the drunken words of "the stars are good", Ning Ruichen set up a table in the gazebo without saying anything, and took Yuan Junyu to snuggle up to watch the stars.Yuan Junyu can't tell if he likes him like this, he looks easy to talk, but in fact he is very assertive.But tonight, he was fine with the dictatorship.

Ning Ruichen was tied with a hair band, and his jet-black hair slid down his cheeks. He shook his head, squeezed a grape, and asked inarticulately while eating, "Is Beijing fun?"

"It's okay, not to mention playing." Yuanjun Yujiu had almost woken up, so he ate a grape with his hand, tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's very different from Nanjing."

The landscape first, the people second.It seems that in Nanjing, everything exudes a sense of laziness, while in Beijing, even the stone bricks in front of the palace gate hide a sense of cruelty.

"I haven't been to Beijing for many years." Ning Ruichen grabbed the railing, closed his eyes, and Jasmine moved.The capital in his impression is very beautiful, with his uncles being kind and hospitable, and children of the same age encouraging him to play together, running around in the streets and alleys of the capital, and finally being caught back, kneeling in the ancestral hall one by one. one.

"The scenery of the capital is indeed very interesting." Yuan Junyu raised his chin slightly: "Grapes."

"Take it yourself."

The corners of Yuan Junyu's eyes were red, and the two pupils were shining brightly under the lamp: "I'm drunk, you have to rely on me."

Ning Ruichen twisted his waist, chirping and chirping, still squeezed a grain, squeezed the skin, and fed it to him: "Have you eaten kidney bean rolls in Beijing?"

"When I went out, I heard hawkers in the streets." Yuan Junyu recalled for a moment: "Children love to eat."

His unintentional words made Ning Ruichen feel embarrassed.The young master always felt that since he was almost at the age of wearing a crown, he would naturally be a person with a broad mind, but when he thought of the snow-white dessert rolls, he was still greedy, and he didn't even have a trace of calmness.

"What?" Yuan Junyu looked at him randomly stuffing the longevity lock, a little strange, and was about to make fun of him when Ning Ruichen dodged it.

"Hmm-cough!" The young master sat down upright, his back straightened, and he tried to hide it: "That's not what I like to eat."

Yuan Junyu seemed to have come to his senses, and with a smile on his face, he asked narrowly, "Huh?"

"Speaking of food—" Ning Ruichen snatched the grapes from the small table, hummed twice, and glanced at Yuan Junyu: "I heard people say...they said, the emperor rewarded you with a fugu feast?"

Yuan Junyu's expression remained the same: "What?"

"it is true?"

"There are not a few people in Jiangnan who eat this."

Ning Ruichen became terrified: "There are a lot of people who eat dead people..."

"In the imperial palace, there are so many good cooks, how can they eat to death?"

"But...why?"

The moment I asked, the small gazebo became silent, as if the servants coming and going down the rockery stopped breathing, and only the chirping of insects was heard around.

Yuan Junyu sat blankly, as if recalling the delicious taste of puffer fish that day, after a while, he looked over, Ning Ruichen thought he was going to talk, so he walked over.

"It's a bit cold." Yuan Junyu said coldly.

Ning Ruichen said in a daze, "after all, it's almost the beginning of autumn." After he finished speaking, he took Yuan Junyu's hand and rubbed it together.

It was actually getting late, Ning Ruichen felt a little sleepy, and thought about going to rest first, anyway, they had a lot of time in Nanjing.Just as he moved his feet, he suddenly seemed to be hit by something, thinking of the rumors about the palace—is it really a simple fish feast?

I'm afraid it's a test. There are so many deep shadows in the palace, it's not as simple as a table of puffer fish.

Immediately, there was a trace of unconcealable pity in his eyes, he moved a little closer, slipped into Yuan Junyu's arms, and after a while, he lay his pillow on his lap again, murmuring: "I'm cold too." After a while, the gold circle around the neck slipped out of the skirt of the clothes, and the longevity lock that was just tucked in "slapped" on the rocks underneath.

"Your lock," Yuan Junyu touched his chest out of curiosity, "When did you put it on?"

Ordinary children should pick it off when they are 15 years old, but Ning Ruichen's is different. Yuan Junyu recalled that it seemed that the lock was engraved with dense Sanskrit characters. With my sharp eyesight, I can distinguish the word "Moon".

For him, Ning Ruichen didn't have much secrets: "This one, when I was young, after I caught Zhou, the monks in the temple carved it, and put it in front of the Buddha to offer incense, so I invited you to protect me."

Yuan Junyu had never caught Zhou before, so he was a little interested: "When you caught Zhou, what did you catch?"

Ning Ruichen smiled shyly: "A book...isn't worth it. I heard from my elder brother that on the day of Grabbing Week, my energy was not good. I crawled among the things in the room for a while, and then fell asleep. Before going to bed... I grabbed a book and just pointed to a line of poetry on it."

"It's such a coincidence." Yuan Junyu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his finger quietly, and raised the golden lock, only then did he confirm that the Sanskrit word at the beginning was indeed "moon".

"It's a poem by Bai Letian," Ning Ruichen didn't know what he was thinking, and thought for a while, "'It's neither virtuous, nor stupid, nor wise'."

Yuan Junyu said casually: "Not expensive, not rich, not cheap." He swept his eyes to him: "It seems that the week is not accurate, this is a different matter from you."

Ning Ruichen said with a smile: "Brother Yu is not as clear as I am. If there is someone in the world who can be neither virtuous nor stupid nor wise, neither expensive nor rich nor poor, then this person is the happiest person in the world. I'm afraid I can't do that People like this, just like this grasping week, are only grasping a single thought."

The tree is big and its roots are deep, and when it falls down, there are millions of branches, and when it is exhausted, everyone gathers to laugh and talk, and some people scatter.Yuan Junyu fell into deep thought, tonight is good, let him see a different Ning Ruichen.

"Actually, there's a story behind it." Ning Ruichen turned over and sat up, then blinked. "Later, when the book was drying at home, my elder brother found the book and flipped through it, only to find that...it was his youth who was fond of reading and playing." When I was in the Tang Dynasty, I secretly hid a legend of the Tang Dynasty. It talked about some chivalrous love between men and women. of."

Having said all this, he yawned, stretched and stood up, very sleepy: "Otherwise, go and rest."

Yuan Junyu thought about the so-called "moon" and didn't have an answer in his heart. Hearing this, he got up together and lifted the lantern that was leaning on one side.

"Don't sleep in the guest room," Ning Ruichen said, with a candid expression, "I haven't seen you in so many days, I miss you."

He really doesn't see the outside world, what he was in the past, and what he is now.

Yuan Junyu paused, and said calmly, "Yes."

The two of you talked to each other, and walked down the stone steps with a lamp. In the empty night of Nanjing, the rustling of the grass path and the strong fragrance of jasmine seemed to be a big dream. Yuan Junyu walked a little faster. , walking in front, suddenly heard the footsteps behind stop.

"You carry me on your back." A very haughty order, this was another temporary whim.

"What a presumptuous boy," Yuan Junyu also stopped, but didn't look back, "Do you know who the person in front of you is?"

Ning Ruichen yelled "Brother" and "Brother", tried his best to understand the number and played a rogue, and Yuan Junyu was so annoyed, he pretended to be angry and subdued: "Come up——"

The stone slab behind him thumped twice, and the wide sleeves whirred in the night wind, like a bird flying in the wind, Yuan Junyu's back sank, and then the sound of fluttering heat came muffled. To the ear: "Let's go."

The author says:

I have something to go out tomorrow, so I won't update.