Opposite the entrance hall

After a while, I asked again, "Master Ji is the same as you... Is the young prince an old acquaintance?"

Listening to the question, Ji Si talked about giving the umbrella in a few words. Fang Qingrong listened carefully until Ji Si finished speaking before responding, "It's his temperament. He doesn't want to see others being bullied. This chivalrous temperament is easy to follow." King Yongan."

There was an uncontrollable smile and admiration in his words, Ji Si felt uncomfortable and had to lower his eyes, answering twice from time to time, the two of them didn't talk much, most of the time they just listened to the sizzling sound of the candle wick beating on the candlestick.

A gust of wind blew outside the hall, and the lights of the candlesticks and oil lamps were shaken, and it took a while to stop. Fang Qingrong was blown by the wind and coughed repeatedly, as if his internal organs were about to be coughed out, and his bloodless face was swollen. It was flushed red, and Ji Si was so flustered that he couldn't help others and his hands were trembling. Fang Qingrong finally recovered after a long while.

"Oh, Master Ji coughed up spit all over his body, forgive me, forgive me." Fang Qingrong joked feebly.

Ji Si retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves, and his tone became a little angry, "Teacher is not feeling well, why don't you rest in the mansion, if something happens..."

The words stopped abruptly, Ji Si bit her lip and did not continue.

Fang Qingrong didn't reply, just raised his eyes to look at Li Si's longevity tablet, but then looked away, pretending to be relaxed: "You are right, I have been out for a long time, if I don't go back, my wife should be anxious , Today is Lord Lao Ji."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Ji Si chased after him when he went down the steps. He stopped in confusion and looked back at this villain whom others called a treacherous minister, and said softly, "Master Ji, is there anything else?"

"I'll give the tutor a ride." Ji Si responded.

Because Emperor Chengde was praying for blessings at Hongfu Temple, there were no other pilgrims around, but there were many imperial guards on patrol. They were stunned when they saw the two walking together, then came up to salute, and then hurried away. The road down the mountain was a bit quiet. Ji Si wanted to tell all the things buried in his heart several times, but every time he was about to speak, he would be interrupted by the imperial guards who saluted, and he didn't say anything all the way down the mountain. Is it because God is against him on purpose?

"Master Ji," Fang Qingrong stopped, "you don't have to send it far away, let's go back, I don't know what you want to say to me, but there is always a chance."

Looking at Fang Qingrong's receding back, the restlessness in Ji Si's heart gradually dissipated. The afterglow of the setting sun cast their shadows on the ground. When the wind blew up, Lin looked a little funny.

There will be a chance to speak.

Ji Si thought so in his heart.

However, things in the world are always made by nature, and there are always desires for unsatisfactory things. He didn't think about it at will. He didn't think about it at the time. He just hoped that when he had time, he went to the Taifu's mansion and personally told him to teach him poems and books. He is the teacher of the official way, and told him that he is Li Si.

Before the words could be exported, something happened.

The weather at the end of the month is a bit weird. It hasn’t rained for several days. It’s just spring but it’s like stepping into summer. During the day, it’s hot and dizzy, but it’s okay at night, but tonight it’s the other way around. , it was still a little cool during the day, but it was swelteringly hot at night, so when the door was knocked, Qi Ran woke up immediately.

He broke out in a thin sweat and was anxious by the heat of the day. Feeling uneasy, he picked up the outer robe placed on the bedside and draped it over his body, and opened the door. Qi Kuangshan outside the door looked solemn, and only said one sentence:

"There is an accident in Taifu's mansion."

Qi Ran's expression also changed, and he asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Qi Kuangshan didn't say much, his exhausted face already explained a lot, but he asked him to clean up with a hoarse voice, "You clean up and let me go and have a look."

Qi Ran didn't notice when the person left the yard. When he returned to the house in a daze, he found that the clothes on his back were wet with cold sweat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body with the wetness. The news came down like a thunderbolt. , without any buffer and preparation, Qi Ran's mind is now in a mess, and he can't even do the most basic thinking, just staring at the dark room in a daze.

He thought a lot, thinking that when Fang Qingrong came to pray for the mansion when he was young, he always brought him many interesting things, thinking that Fang Qingrong taught him how to behave little by little when he was in the palace, thinking that the Qi family was about to fall At that time, everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, but Fang Qingrong knelt in front of the hall for a long time under the eyes of many parties, only begging to return Qi Xu's innocence and the Qi family's justice.

Finally, Qi Ran thought of Ji Si, did Ji Si know?Thinking of this, he stood up a little anxiously, even when he touched the chair, he didn't bother to straighten it. There was only one thought in his mind, that Chen Pingan had to tell Ji Si, and Ji Si had to take a look, at least, to take a look.

It was still sweltering outside, bringing the oppressive feeling that the mountains and rain were about to come and the wind filled the building. When they hurried to the Taifu's mansion, the Taifu's mansion was brightly lit, and the faces of the maids and servants were full of sadness. The feeling of suffocation that makes people unable to breathe.

When they stepped into the courtyard, it was crowded with many people, most of them were dressed as doctors, Zhong Quyun rarely wore a brightly colored dress, his hair mixed with white silk was pulled up high with a wooden hairpin, and he touched his mouth. Zhizhi, she stood in the middle of the crowd and turned around when she heard footsteps, her eyes were red and she forced a smile, "Come on, let's go in."

She opened the door first and entered the room, and the Qi family father and son followed with solemn expressions. Just as she stepped into the room, a bitter and pungent smell of medicine rushed over, and heart-piercing coughs rang out in her ears. The face of the person on the bed was livid, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were protruding outwards, his whole body was covered with a layer of lifelessness, without any vitality.

Just looking at it like this, Qi Kuangshan's eyes turned red, his body trembled a little, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, his footsteps were shaky, thanks to Qi Ran's support to stabilize his body.

"Yinfeng is here..." Fang Qingrong's pupils were a little dizzy, and he blinked to see who was coming.

Qi Kuangshan took Qi Ran's hand and staggered a few steps forward, opened and closed his lips, and unconsciously uttered a few words: "Yan... Brother Yan..."

This title seemed to bring the two back to the days when they were Taifu Xu's students. After each entered the official position, in order to eliminate the emperor's suspicion, the two had to distance themselves. Fang Qingrong hadn't heard this title for a long time. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little dazed, and his throat felt uncomfortable. It made him cough a few more times, "What I said earlier...about fishing and eating tea...I'm afraid I can't accompany you anymore, brother...I have to go to see you first...meet the teacher...you call me His temperament is dull, and he is not too young now... If this prime minister has done enough... then... he will find a way to rest, the foundation of the Qi family is too deep, and I am afraid that just taking power... is not enough..."

He spoke very slowly, and he had to wait for a while before he could finish the next sentence, "The Qi family has stood up for so many years... that's fine, you've done enough, don't force yourself in the future... just let it go." go..."

"I know, I know," Qi Kuangshan repeated in a hoarse voice, his body gradually bowed and his figure aged a little, "I know!"

Fang Qingrong's eyes were red, and he felt uncomfortable. He raised his eyes to look at Qi Ran who was standing aside, and stretched out his hand. The latter hurried up to hold it, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Sir..."

"Ziheng," Fang Qingrong's eyes turned red as soon as he spoke, "it's Ah Si who doesn't have this blessing... From now on...you don't have to remember him..."

The wind outside the house blew in, making the lanterns under the eaves sway, Chen Pingan ran extremely fast, his figure flew past the lights and shadows, holding the signboard given by Qi Ran, he exhausted all his strength and stopped at Ji Ran. At the door of the mansion, ignoring the burning pain and discomfort in his throat, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then knocked on the door desperately. The knocking sound was very clear in the night. Came a vigilant inquiry: "Who?"

Hearing the question, Chen Pingan quickly said the words he had thought up, "I am a servant of Qi Shaoqing's mansion, I have something to look for Ji Shilang, please inform me, it is a matter of urgency..."

Before the words were finished, another voice came from the door, "My lord has gone out of the city to do business, and he is not in the mansion now."

"Then when will he come back?" Chen Pingan was in a hurry.

"I don't know, maybe it's tomorrow, my lord doesn't allow the servants to ask more questions, you just come back tomorrow."

After the servant finished speaking, he left in a hurry. Chen Pingan knocked on the door anxiously, shouting incessantly, but only the sound of footsteps gradually walking away was left behind. A deep footprint made a loud sound, but there was nothing else other than this movement. He just sat down on the ground as if he was relieved of his strength. When his eyes turned red, tears flowed out first, staring at the dark lips of the night. He opened and closed, and when he got closer, he heard him say: "Master...Teacher...Teacher..."

The sound drifted in the wind, suddenly near and far away, Ji Si, who was trembling in the nightmare, seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes from the dark night, his heart beat so fast, as if he was going to pop out of his throat in the next second , He stared blankly at the furnishings of the house, it was not a familiar picture, so he remembered that this was an inn outside the city, casually picked up his outer robe and put it on his body, got off the bed with his shoes, pushed open the window, and came rushing towards him. The sultry feeling hit his face, making his impetuous mood even more uncomfortable.

With a "creak", the wooden window next door was also pushed open. Sun Xing poked his head out, looked at Ji Si's side face and asked cautiously, "Why are you getting up? But you can't sleep on this mattress?"

"No." Ji Si pursed her lips and said.

Sun Xing glanced again, and said hesitantly, "Thanks to my lord this time, Old Zhao's wife was born suddenly. If my lord hadn't taken his place, there really wouldn't be enough of the compensation officials alone."

In order to show Emperor Chengde's reputation as a kind person and to worry about someone filling his own pockets, this time the money was delivered by the household department to the relatives who were killed. When the man with Sun Xing was leaving the city, news came from his family that his wife was about to give birth. , suddenly panicked, and couldn't deploy manpower for a while, Ji Si saw it and simply took it, and even pretended that he was afraid that he would delay the matter, and then left the city.

With Sun Xing rambling in his ears, and with the dark night in front of his eyes, Ji Si still answered with a light "Yes".

After going back and forth, Sun Xing also saw that he was not in a good mood, so he continued to pester him and talk, he only wanted to let him rest early, and then he could return to the city after sending off the remaining few families tomorrow. Ji Si suddenly said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain today."

Hearing this, Sun Xing had no choice but to poke his head out to look at it again, and echoed without knowing what he meant, "It's hot and stuffy, maybe it's time to go down."

After finishing speaking, there was nothing else, until Sun Xing closed the window, Ji Si was still leaning against the window frame, staring out of the window motionlessly, the uneasiness in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, so he could only keep silently chanting one person's name, moving his lips and uttering, "Qi Ran ..."

Qi Ran's heart trembled, he opened his mouth but didn't know how to respond to Fang Qingrong's words, he just said hoarsely: "Sir, wait a little longer, you wait for him..."

Fang Qingrong didn't ask who that "he" was, but just touched Qi Ran's head, with a smile on his dry and white lips, "I can't wait."

With just one sentence, the servant girl began to cry in a low voice, but Qi Ran just pursed her lips and remained silent, not letting any emotion leak out, and her lowered expression was hidden in the dark.

"You've done enough... It doesn't matter if you marry a wife or start a family, in the future... think about yourself more in the future..." Fang Qingrong's tone was very light, and he couldn't even hear what he was saying if he didn't get close, " I have no children and only one student who died earlier than me. Even though I entered my school, you are still half of my student... I have nothing to do as an official, so I want to leave it all to you You and Nian'er, thank you for me, Ah Si, and the Xu family, you accompany Nian'er to grow up... If there is a chance, find a reason to send him out of Lin'an, don't...don't want to I'm coming back."

"Sir..." Qi Ran shook his head with a sob in his throat.

Fang Qingrong just patted the back of his hand lightly, "Take it, take it."

Qi Kuangshan came over and pressed Qi Ran's shoulder, his voice was hoarse, and he choked up before finishing a sentence.

The candlelight in the room was beating, Fang Qingrong coughed twice, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at everything in front of him was covered with a layer of white mist, looking at the flowers in the fog, he couldn't see the true and the false, he was a little dull Turning his eyes, he finally landed on a certain place, his eyes suddenly lit up, even his expression became a little rosy, his lips moved and he called out: "Ah Jun..."

But a name made Zhong Quyun hold back tears, and turned his head to wipe away the tears, and smiled, "I am here."

The father and son of the Qi family retreated a little bit with interest, and she walked over and sat where Qi Ran was sitting just now, holding that dry hand that looked like bark, and biting her lips tightly so as not to let the crying out Come out, and said in a gentle voice, "Look at your age, why are your fingernails still full of dirt, and you're not afraid of being laughed at by juniors like Zi Heng."

"Maybe I caught it when you climbed the courtyard wall to pick peach blossoms." Fang Qingrong's eyes were full of affection, as if he wanted to imprint all the appearance of the woman in front of him on his heart, and every frown and smile seemed not enough.

"Peach blossoms...the peach blossoms are gone..." Zhong Quyun's voice was crying, and his body couldn't help shaking, so he had to hold back his tears, "Master, let's pick them next year..."

Fang Qingrong didn't answer, but just lowered his voice, "Ajun... I've suffered for you all these years... If I go, you'll have a better life... With Yinfeng here, you won't be wronged, you have to take care of me Don't get sick or tired, I'll feel bad when I see it..."

With a long voice, he said word by word, "I can't let go of Ah Si other than you. I went to see him a few days ago. His life was too miserable. He lost his parents since he was a child and was lonely. One person, no one will remember him after I go here, you burn an extra stick of incense and a stack of papers during the holidays; don’t let him be wronged down here..."

After talking about it, Fang Qingrong was also blushing with tears streaming down his face. I don't know if it was a flashback, his expression was clear, and he even spoke much more smoothly.

Zhong Quyun nodded with tears in his eyes, "I know you love Ah Si, and I love him too, and I will never forget him."

Hearing this, Fang Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief, gently wiped away the tears on Zhong Quyun's face with his fingertips, and said with nostalgia and reluctance: "Ajun, I remember you were walking on the street when you were still in Jiangzhou. I scattered, I searched for you all over the street with a lantern, and I found it after a long time. You were afraid of the dark, so you just dared to lead me by the sleeve and follow me. Fill the lanterns, and stand on the brightest and tallest spot, so you can see me when you walk along the light."

"Obviously you took me out of the house without telling everyone and lost me, and you were worried that you would be scolded when you went back." Zhong Quyun smiled with tears in his eyes.

"It won't happen in the future," Fang Qingrong also smiled, "It's too dark down here, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the road clearly, so I'll go down and light candles for you along the way, and then I'll wait for you at the brightest spot. Come and find me along the light, I'm not in a hurry to walk slowly, just don't go astray..."

As he spoke, his voice became softer, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, he closed and closed, his breathing was weak, and his voice sounded as if it came from afar, "Then I'll pick another peach blossom for you..."

The sound stopped, and the hands that were holding each other fell on the bed, and crying suddenly sounded in the room, and the piercing crying made people gasp for breath.

Zhong Quyun's posture remained unchanged, the whole person seemed to have lost all vitality, the blood on his face was gone, his wide-eyed eyes were empty and lifeless, but he was crying silently, the sadness and despair made others see his nose sore , with trembling lips, just said, "Remember to light more lights, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you..."

She seemed to have seen the young man in her memory who had plucked the peach blossoms and handed them to her. His eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night, shining so brightly that they could compete with the sun and the moon. He said:

When I become a high official in the future, I will marry you as my wife.

After crying, the wind outside the house knocked down the lantern hanging under the eaves. The lantern rolled on the ground several times and landed in the puddle. The orange candle gradually extinguished, leaving only a wisp of blue smoke.

When people leave, the tea cools down, and when people die, the lights go out.

Fang Qingrong is the youngest young champion in the Jin Dynasty. He won three prizes in a row and swam through every street in Lin'an on a red horse. , others said that they were concerned about the country and the people, set up their lives for the people, and waited to make contributions with all their blood. Only Fang Qingrong raised his chin, raised a smile, and said with arrogance and wantonness:

"I want Fang Jinyan to be written in the history of the Great Jin Dynasty a hundred years later, and I want future generations of literati to use my minister as a model, and I want to break a way for the world's poor students."

The sound resounded, resounding through the world.

With lofty ambitions and lofty sentiments, he established Fang Qingrong in the hearts of countless people in Dajin.

At noon the next day, Ji Si and Sun Xing rushed back to the city immediately after finishing the matter. The rain that was guessed last night did not fall, and the weather was still unbearably hot. When they were in a hurry, they found a teahouse to drink tea, and others were chatting , Speaking of Fang Qingrong Fang Taifu went last night.

Sun Xing was shocked, but he heard the sound of the porcelain cup falling from the opposite side. He looked up and saw Ji Si's face was pale like a ghost, trembling all over, his eyes were red, and then he rushed out desperately. His posture led to overturning tables and chairs and attracted a lot of abuse.

His hands and feet were cold, and he almost fell off the horse several times. When he hurried to the Taifu's mansion, his eyes were reddened by the dazzling whiteness, and he staggered a few steps when he got off the horse.

There were many people around the door, Ji Si walked forward in a daze, but just a few steps away, he was dragged into an alley by a person, buried in the person's arms, and murmured: "Qi Ran, my teacher is gone!" .”

"I know." Qi Ran's voice was very hoarse, "Ji Si, just cry out, just cry out, I'll be with you."

Ji Si couldn't cry, his body couldn't stop trembling, his hands tightened Qi Ran's clothes with bulging veins, he just kept repeating: "The teacher is gone, he doesn't even know I'm Li Si, I haven't had time to tell him , I haven't had time yet..."

That's right, the person who taught him poetry and books, taught him how to be a man, and told him that this is your home from now on, and your teacher and wife are your relatives is gone.

Where can I find it?

Where can I find another person who loves him so much?

The long-awaited rain finally fell, dispelling the sweltering heat of the world.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Reader cutie: [wiping tears] You are not human, you are not human, you are not human!

Handsome author: [grievance] I'm obviously very kind.

Reader cutie: show some face, how kind are you! ! !

Handsome author: I wanted to give Mrs. Fang a lunch box a long time ago, but I have endured it until now, am I still kind!

Reader cutie: ...

ps: Well, Taifu Fang has been preparing this box lunch for a long time. I originally wanted to arrange it when I came back from Xiangzhou, but it was written on the back. I think I like him very much, so I thought about taking it easy, so I waited. Now, when I was writing this chapter, what touched me the most was the friendship between Fang Taifu and Zhong Quyun. There may be only a few strokes in the article, but I have constructed a complete story in my mind. The rich lady, the son of the naughty teacher , childhood sweetheart, love each other, how wonderful.

but!This can't stop me from sending boxed lunches, as expected, whoever I like will die, woo woo woo [top the pot and run away]