[Rat and Cat] Ten Commandments of Acacia

It has been a long time since the Xiangyang case, and the Chongxiao Tower has disappeared in the land of Song Dynasty. At the same time, it also took away the wanton Chinchilla in the rivers and lakes...and also took away the infatuation of another person.

Kaifeng mansion without major cases is as leisurely as a pair of thrushes talking about love in the treetops. The whole Kaifeng mansion is immersed in the rare and good time, and even the serious Mr. Bao stands idle and bored Play Tai Chi in the yard, or read and write.

Of course, there is only one person who wished that his twelve hours a day would be filled with business affairs, because then... Maybe he wouldn't be missing it?Zhan Zhao walked alone on the streets of Kaifeng Mansion, familiar streets, it seemed that he had walked with that person everywhere, and there seemed to be traces of laughing and squabbling with that person everywhere.

Zhan Zhao smiled, maybe he should try to get used to not having Bai Yutang by his side?

"Alas..." Gongsun Ce came out of the medicine hall and looked at that although he was still tall, straight, handsome and unrestrained, he lacked vitality and added sadness. Others might not be able to see it, but Qiqiao's exquisite heart How could Gongsun Ce not see it?The royal cat without Chinchilla is really just a cat that has no intention of raising its eyes to see the world.

"Two fools, going around for a few springs and autumns, until heaven and man are separated forever, but it's too late to regret." Gongsun Ce shook his head and looked at the sky where leaves had begun to fly. Autumn is a season of longing.

Carrying a medicine bag to protect against wind and cold, Gongsun Ce inevitably recalled that handsome face that collapsed instantly when he saw the black medicine bowl, and tightened his cloak. In autumn, it was easy to recall old people.

Zhan Zhao walked alone on the main road with a huge que, and when he became conscious, he raised his eyes, and Zhan Zhao gave a wry smile. He didn't expect to come to the temple in the south of the city, let's go in and offer incense sticks.

Zhan Zhao thought this way, and did the same. He was dressed in a red official uniform, but he still couldn't hide the man's emaciated figure. Looking up, I found that I entered the wrong door, this is Yuelao Temple.

Zhan Zhao sighed leisurely, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by an old voice behind him: "Why did Mr. Zhan come to Pindao?"

"Taoist Master." Zhan Zhao bowed to the old Taoist priest: "Zhan misread the plaque, thinking that this is the Taoist temple next door."

"It's okay, Mr. Zhan doesn't come to burn incense to ask for marriage?" The old Taoist smiled along his beard and said, "The poor Taoist sees the faint sadness and sadness in your eyebrows and eyes, is there something sad?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head, marriage?Looking at Yue Laoxiang's kind smile, I guess my red thread has been broken, and I can't connect it anymore, right?After saying goodbye to the old Taoist priest, he walked slowly into the autumn wind.

The old Taoist behind him squeezed his fingers to calculate, and said to himself: "Nie Yuan, this is not broken." He stroked his beard in a mysterious way, looked at Zhan Zhao's back and shook his head: "Dong Yu The dead Sang Yufei is late, whether to stop or not is up to you."

I don't know if Zhan Zhao heard the old Taoist's words, he walked back to the compound of Kaifeng mansion on the same road, just in time to see everyone preparing for dinner, Zhao Hu quickly waved after seeing Zhan Zhao's return: "Master Zhan, It's time to eat, come and eat!"

Zhan Zhao nodded with a smile, and sat in his seat. Gongsun Ce added a wine glass for him and said, "It's getting cold, you've been patrolling outside for a day, drink some wine to warm yourself up."

"Thank you sir." Zhan Zhao took the cup and drank it down. Just as he put down the cup, the maid behind him smiled and said, "This is just ordinary sweet-scented osmanthus wine. I don't have a strong temper. Why don't I go and bury Fifth Master Bai?" My pear blossom..." before the word "white" could be uttered, she was bumped by the neighboring Ma Han, interrupting her words.

"Ha, that wine isn't strong, why don't I go to the restaurant across the street to buy altar green bamboo leaves?" Ma Han changed the topic in time, then turned his head slightly to look at Zhan Zhao, and saw his still gentle side face calmly. After eating the food, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"No need, any wine is the same, I don't bother you to go for a trip." Zhan Zhao's tone was still so light, with a little smile, but it lost the warmth before, everyone looked at each other, Mr. Bao took the lead in picking up chopsticks and spare ribs, and said seriously: "Let's eat, it should be cold in a while." Then he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and said: "Wine, you can't keep buried, you can't keep buried." I always think about it, and forget it after drinking it.”

Zhan Zhao didn't know if he understood, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Bao, but Mr. Bao was gnawing his ribs with his head down, with a concentrated expression, Zhan Zhao withdrew his gaze, chewing the food thoughtfully.

The time for a meal is not long or short, but it is enough to make the sky sink completely. Although the autumn night is cool, it looks extraordinarily lonely because of the dilapidated dead leaves. Zhan Zhao walked to the backyard unknowingly. Under an old pear tree in the garden, he looked at a trace under the root of the tree that had obviously been turned over, and stopped for a long time - it was the place where several jars of wine he had buried with Bai Yutang.

Zhan Zhao squatted down and picked up the small shovel next to the tree to dig up the loess bit by bit. He still remembered that day when Bai Yutang buried the wine jar and joked with himself: "Look how lucky you are as a cat? Fifth Lord, I will make wine for you personally drink!"

Zhan Zhao sealed the wine jar, nodded his head half-perfunctorily and half-jokingly: "Yes, yes, Zhan is very lucky. I don't know if it's wine or vinegar that will be dug out."

Bai Yutang stuck the shovel into the soil, put his arm on the shovel and stared at him: "You're a dead cat, don't you look down on me, Fifth Lord? Wait until next year's Mid-Autumn Festival to dig it out and see if it's vinegar or wine!" Then he continued to fill in After two shovels of soil, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and glared at Zhan Zhao again: "I tell you, don't secretly dig out the wine and drink it yourself while I'm not here!"

Zhan Zhao glanced at him, and said calmly: "Zhan is not a drinker, but you, fifth brother, don't come here to find alcohol yourself when you become addicted to alcohol!"

Bai Yutang was choked, and gritted his teeth angrily, but there was nothing he could do. Everyone knew about his fondness for wine, so he gritted his teeth and muttered: "A stupid cat with no brains should be smart. .”

Zhan Zhao didn't hear what Bai Yutang said, only saw Bai Yutang bury the jars of wine tightly with one shovel after another, and then threw the shovel, regardless of whether it would stain his precious brocade coat, Sitting by the tree and stretching his buttocks, he leaned against the tree and squinted his eyes to look at the sun. At that moment, Bai Yutang retreated from his usual flamboyance and overbearing. He was really just a boy in his early twenties who loved the warm sunshine. There is still a childishness that has not retreated.

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhao smiled, and dug out the jars of wine one after another, uncovered the mud on them, and the mellow wine smell wafted away with the autumn wind, so Bai Yutang is a person who has to be envied, As long as he wants to do well, even the most insignificant wine making is the same, Zhan Zhao returned to his yard with the wine jar, and went up to the roof. In the past, he and Bai Yutang loved lying on the roof and drinking We chatted, but now Zhan Zhao is the only one sitting on the roof, talking to himself while drinking: "Zhan has broken his promise, and instead of waiting for you to join him, he is sitting here drinking alone, fifth brother, are you angry?" Woolen cloth?"

The night wind was lonely, blowing up pieces of fallen leaves, swirling and falling from the sky, occasionally a late-returning sparrow chirped across the sky and flew to the tree to reunite with his family who had been waiting for him for a day.Then he turned his head to look at the old couple who were busy closing the stall at the corner of the street. Seeing the old man put his coat on his wife, Zhan Zhao looked away, just drinking the wine in the jar one after another. Maybe Mr. Bao was right. Yes, some things are always buried in the bottom of my heart and I will always remember them, but once I take them out and spread them in front of my eyes, I find that I have not forgotten his courage at all.

Zhan Zhao sniffed, he didn't know when his red eyes suddenly dropped a few drops of tears, he didn't say some things, it didn't mean he didn't know, he didn't know when he started to rely on the person beside him who was about the same age as him For a person who is flamboyant and unrestrained, maybe he didn't notice those casual little dependence at first, but when he noticed, that little dependence had already developed so that he was at a loss, and Bai Yutang's thoughtfulness and kindness towards him from time to time The tenderness made him not know what to do, and then he finally persuaded himself, but he never waited for him to come back.

"Obviously, I've made it clear, there are some things I'll explain when you come back, but why didn't you come back again?" Zhan Zhao lowered his head in a murmur, maybe he might not be able to figure out some things in his life?

"You stupid cat..." The words that came along with the wind in the night sky shocked Zhan Zhao, he looked up and saw the man standing in front of him, proud in white clothes, young and gorgeous, Zhan Zhao stood up unsteadily , a pair of big eyes widened slightly in disbelief: "Yutang..."

The person in front of him smiled slightly, stretched out his hand towards him, Zhan Zhao walked forward step by step unsteadily, the outstretched hand was just about to touch the hand extended by the person in front of him, but he felt a strong force pulling him back, This made Zhan Zhao half sober from the wine, Zhan Zhao raised his head and looked around in a daze, how could there be Bai Yutang?

"Tsk, why would you want to jump off a building at such a young age?" Zhan Zhao drew his sword and was about to stab back when he heard the words, but saw an old man in a well-dressed jump behind him, staring at him in disbelief: " Hey, hey, I'm the one who saved you, do you want revenge?"

"Who are you?" Zhan Zhao frowned and looked at the person in front of him, there was no reason why he suddenly appeared and he didn't notice it.

The old man put the sword in Zhan Zhao's hand back into the scabbard, and looked at him with a smile: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you have something you can't think about to jump off the building? And this height can't kill anyone, at most it's just a fall." .”

"I didn't want to jump off the building, it's just..." Before Zhan Zhao finished speaking, the old man naturally helped him continue: "It's just that I saw an old friend because of drinking too much wine and thinking about it?"

Seeing Zhan Zhao's expression, the old man sat aside with a big grin, smiled and said, "Young man, who is that you? Relative? Friend? Or lover?"

Zhan Zhao looked at the sky in a daze: "I can't tell the difference..."

"Smile more young people, don't be so sad, old man, I have lived for so long and I am happy every day, where are you?" The old man patted Zhan Zhao's shoulder: "Do you mind telling the old man Tell me what's on your mind?"

Zhan Zhao smiled wryly: "What can I say, I go to the court every day to help Qingtian, thinking about keeping myself busy so I don't have time to think about it, but hiding and avoiding has created a lifetime of regrets."

The old man propped his chin up and gave Zhan Zhao an inscrutable smile: "Then, if you were given another chance, what would you do?"

The author has something to say: I haven't watched Seventh Five-Year for several years, but I watch it more with my colleagues!Every time I read an article, the beginning is always sweet, and an illegal building will definitely appear in the end!So this is the product of the author's resentment!It may be OCC. After all, I haven’t read the original work for a long time. If it is OCC, please point it out!