The moon comes to take pictures

On New Year’s Eve, firecrackers are lit, tourists are like weaving, new clothes and hats are worn, the sound is like a surf, laughter is like thunder, the treasure boats and jade boats in the Qinhuai River, the star lights are floating, the lights on both sides of the river are continuous, the road is blocked by joy, and it is difficult for cars and horses to move.Young and old play all night, firecrackers and smoke show, although it is night, the alleys are as bright as day.

In front of the Confucius Temple, there are hundreds of thousands of scribes, and the atrium is listed, writing the four characters "the world's cultural hub", offering sacrifices to Confucian saints and Confucians, offering cattle and sheep and other food, persimmons and Lantern Festival, the gates are not closed at night in the city, and every family burns incense to welcome the gods. , the smoke burst into the sky.

In the north of the city and the south of the city, could it be that there are many tourists, and when it is dark and twilight, the mountain roads are lit with lights, like dragons and snakes entrenched on them.The believers prayed and fulfilled their vows, and countless people waited here for half a day.

There are endless Buddhist singing in the temple, fireworks are curling up, the cigarettes in front of the main hall are blinding the eyes, the sparks are flickering in the copper tripod in front of the hall, there are countless residual fragrances, and the branches are vines, like red spring grass, with uneven ups and downs.

Compared with this, the monk's house behind the temple is really a place to escape from the world of mortals alone.

A piece of yellow wall about ten feet high, with twirling branches inside the wall, the sound of firecrackers came from afar into the quiet night, the sound was like cracking silk, Ning Ruichen held his lap tightly, and stood under the leaf-leafing plum tree, standing in a row of deserted people. in front of the monastery.There are also resting monks, and the occasional sound of chanting Buddha can be heard in the bustling gap, and wooden shadows are cast on the door, motionless.

In an instant, all the lights in the monk's house went out, Ning Ruichen panicked, and then remembered the purpose of his trip.

After wandering around for a while, he knocked on the door of one of the monk's houses like a thief.

No one was there, the door opened as soon as it was pushed, Ning Ruichen stood in front of the door for a long time, but no one came out.It was also because there was no one there, so maybe he became bolder, Ning Ruichen tentatively lifted the corner of his robe, stepped on the threshold, and it was as dark inside and outside the room, he lit the fire and lit the candle.

It should be Yuan Junyu's room, with a smell of makeup, he subconsciously thought so, looking around, only a piece of paper was pressed under the candlestick.

It was still lively outside, and it seemed that the monk's house was becoming more and more deserted, and the piece of paper shrank under the candlestick, looking lonely and pitiful.

What was written, Ning Ruichen stretched out his hand several times, but he didn't dare to look at it. He felt the desperation and sadness of the person who wrote the pen, and it took him a long time to tuck up his cuffs, and slowly picked it up to identify it.

In a flexible stroke, it is written about the farewell at Changting Pavilion: joys and sorrows reunited with a glass of wine, thousands of miles from north to south, from east to west.

Looking at the small table again, there are really two cups on it, pea green color, with brown cracks on the belly of the cups, one cup is empty, and the other cup is floating and shimmering, he really left...

With a loud bang, Ning Ruichen sat up, his forehead was covered with wet sweat, and the sky outside the wall was shining brilliantly, casting it from a distance across a piece of water, it was hard to distinguish between reality and illusion.There was a bang outside, the sound of the stool falling, and the curtain of the bed was lifted, revealing Bao'er's charming face.

"Master woke up?"

The neckline was wet with sweat, Ning Ruichen lowered his eyes, full of thoughts: "What time is it?"

Bao'er stepped on the bench swiftly, hung up the curtains on both sides of the bed: "It's not time yet, young master, do you want something to eat?"

"Don't eat." Ning Ruichen got up, stopped suddenly, changed his mouth again, reported a few things to eat, and ordered: "You go and bring it."

After hearing this, Bao'er was surprised when the young master had such a big appetite, went out and called a few people, and went to the kitchen together.

Followed by a few new boys, Bao'er looked like a big brother, with her hips akimbo in front of the kitchen door, and said: "Young master doesn't like spicy food, and the steamed cakes shouldn't be too sweet, go to the temple to offer When serving, you must be careful not to get dirty, otherwise, the young master will be angry..."

Several new servants praised him with their hands, Bao'er was in a daze, turned around to look in the direction of Ning Ruichen's bedroom, pointed to a plate and said: "Take this stack of powder soup first, and appetize the young master." .”

The little servant flattered him again: "Brother Bao'er, let the little one go."

Bao'er raised her head: "There is really no way!"

When the two arrived outside the bedroom, Bao'er knocked on the door, but no one answered.The lights in the room were still on, so I wondered if someone had fallen asleep again.Bao'er hissed at the boy serving the soup, tiptoedly pushed the door open and went in, after a while, the sound of thumping footsteps came out, and when she reached the door, she swiped her toe and tripped over the threshold.

The servant looked at Bao'er in panic, "What's wrong, Brother Bao'er?"

Bao'er got up in a hurry, stared wide-eyed, and her soul was about to fly: "The young master is gone!"

Ning Ruichen led the horse and quietly looked back through the vase window.In the yard there was the lingering fragrance of pine branches, the lights in the atrium were all on, and two vague figures were toasting at the table, probably father and elder brother were watching the new year.Suddenly the figure moved, and someone went to report something, and the light went out.

The Cardamom Pavilion suddenly broke out, and Ning Ruichen desperately grabbed the horse rope and pulled it out of the door.Slipping into the backyard around a corner, a large piece of dry vines hung on the wind-eroded water-polished brick wall, and it became more and more sparse as it reached the gate. A stool was set up under the corner of the eaves. Below, paste the statues of Shen Tu and Yu Lei on top.

Ning Ruichen panicked, quickly pulled the latch, and pulled the horse out of the way.

From Cardamom Pavilion to Lanquan Temple, it takes half an hour to ride a horse.

There were so many people tonight, when Ning Ruichen rushed to the foot of the mountain in a hurry, it was almost midnight.There were still no shortage of people, and there was brilliance everywhere, but the monk in front of the mountain gate recognized him at a glance, and sent two disciples to pick him into the mountain gate.

The smoke filled the air, Ning Ruichen wiped his broken hair carelessly, and said, "Please trouble me, I'm here to find someone, he should be living in the residence."

Finding someone is nothing to worry about. The two disciples looked at each other and knew who he was looking for.

There was a faint sound of chanting scriptures on the familiar yellow wall, which was too similar to the scene in the dream. Ning Ruichen was heartbroken, and pointed to the monk's house in the dream and asked:

"This one?"

After a moment of silence, the two disciples looked at him strangely: "It's wrong, it's still ahead."

Ning Ruichen blushed slightly: "Thank you both," he thought for a while, "I'll find it myself."

The two new disciples probably didn't understand what the senior brother asked them to do. After hearing what he said, they hurried back to take care of other pilgrims.

Ning Ruichen heaved a sigh of relief, followed by Sorrow, and it should be quite close, but he hesitated to call out, the word "Yuan" rolled around in his throat, but he couldn't make it out.After hesitating for a long time, suddenly the lights in a room were turned on, and Ning Ruichen saw a vaguely moving figure inside.

There was only one silhouette, but Ning Ruichen could tell it was him with that unforgettable posture.

"Yuan……"

His words were quickly stopped by a sudden piano sound.

In the boiling excitement, a faint sound of the piano stopped in a blink of an eye.Ning Ruichen didn't understand the melody, so he couldn't help guessing, did he have something to say to him in this passage?Ruthlessly chasing customers, or telling the truth?

Ning Ruichen stood outside the door, regardless of whether he could hear it or not, he boldly said, "I thought you were gone, so I came to take a look."

The people in the room didn't move after hearing this, Ning Ruichen blew the cold wind for most of the day, his voice trembling: "New Year's Eve is a big festival, you are alone, or..."

"Who says Master is alone?" Suddenly, a series of crisp childish voices came from the room, the door swung open, and a child in a little red coat looked at Ning Ruichen with a smile The small cinnabar mole is as beautiful and vivid as a painting.

A soft reprimand came: "It's not a rule."

The little red coat laughed, but didn't take it seriously, stepped out and gave Ning Ruichen a small hand, and said loudly: "Auspicious New Year," the little red coat stared straight at the golden lock of longevity on Ning Ruichen's chest , "My name is Liu Jiao, master's big apprentice."

Ning Ruichen said this, but his eyes looked inside: "Jiao..."

"Scorching Sun," the child raised his gaze abruptly, very arrogantly, "Master gave it to me."

Before Ning Ruichen could boast, Yuan Junyu said, "Liu Jiao, come back."

The little red coat puffed up her chest and replied "I know" back into the room, then turned her head and made a grimace: "Master has already opened the door if he wants to come out, so he doesn't want to see you, young master, come back!"

Ning Ruichen wanted to listen to him, so he stood stubbornly.

Liu Jiao stared at Ning Ruichen with big black eyes.No need to look, this is a common young man, Nanjing City caught a lot, there is no other difference except stunned, all over the body, what Liu Jiao likes the most is this longevity lock, golden, beautiful and valuable .

He kept in his mind what the master and apprentice had just said in the room, and picked up Joe: "Don't make things difficult for me, young master, Master may not even love someone as smart as me!"

Whether he loves it or not, Ning Ruichen looked at this precocious child in a daze, not quite sure what he meant.

"Liu Jiao." Yuan Junyu called his name for the second time, and there was already dissatisfaction in his voice.Liu Jiao stopped talking, poked his head into the room, and said reluctantly: "Master said, when it is set, it will be."

With these words, Ning Ruichen really took his heart back to his stomach, and the vain sense of guilt that weighed on his head was instantly relieved.

"Let's go, let's watch the new year with the family!" After all, he is a child, and happiness, anger, sorrow and joy only happen in a flash. ,I am also here."

Ning Ruichen finally understood, this is a trick to ask him for auspicious money.He nodded, suddenly remembered that he was cold, shivered for a while, and sneezed several times.

Liu Jiao stood there, folded his arms and laughed at him: "What are you standing there for?"

Why are you standing there stupidly? Maybe it's because you didn't see Yuan Junyu's face. There was an inaudible sound of the piano for a while, it's nothing to understand.

Things have come to this point, even he himself can't see clearly, is it pure compassion for doing these stupid things, or the fear of karma?

Ning Ruichen led his horse down the mountain, the cold wind was blowing, and among the crowd he was the only one leading the horse going backwards, and he reached the foot of the mountain in a daze.

The eldest brother came to pick him up, without saying a word, but looked at him with sad eyes.

Ning Ruichen was surrounded and sat on the sedan chair, the outside was still bustling, and the lanterns and dragons flashed past his eyes, but at this moment he suddenly felt that he was too lonely.

The author says:

I have been working overtime and have no time to write::>_<::