Peach Blossom Order

Ba Xin's cheek went over, but he didn't touch him at all.

Tuobaxin can be sure that his friend didn't mean to hurt him at all, but he was in a bad mood and full of anger, so he happened to come to visit him and used him as a blowout bag...

It seems that the rumor that Jing Langzhong is in a bad mood today is true, but he is so innocent who came to the door with good news to make Jing Yi happy...

While sweating coldly under Jingyi's sword light, Tuobaxin smiled bitterly and said, "Zizheng, how can you treat your friends like this, I'm here to tell you the good news!"

"What good news?" Almost out of anger, Jing Yi sheathed her sword, and her complexion improved a little.

Tuoba Xin let out a long sigh of relief, then raised his head, grinned at him and said, "Extremely good news! Official Huang Shangshu is quite interested in you, and plans to promise his daughter to you."

"Really?" Jing Yi raised an eyebrow.

"Really!" Tuoba Xin slapped his chest fiercely, vowing, "Brother, I really envy your luck!"

"Oh," Jing Yi nodded, the clouds were calm and the wind was clear, as if she didn't care at all.

However, at the next moment, it turned into lightning and thunder in just an instant: "Don't marry!!!"

"It's so nice——ah?! No, don't marry?!" Tuoba Xin was just about to congratulate him, but when he heard Jing Yi's words clearly, his open jaw didn't close for a while, and he immediately froze in place, "Zi Yes, you are joking!"

"I'm not kidding," Jing Yi said coldly with dark eyes, "I won't marry Miss Huang."

"Hey! Zizheng, don't be stupid!" Hearing that there was no joke in his words, Tuobaxin became angry immediately, raised his hand, and pointed his finger at the tip of Jingyi's nose, "Do you know what to marry?" What does Miss Huang mean? The emperor already values ​​you. If you become the son-in-law of Huang Shangshu, let alone become the servant of the Ministry of Officials, even the position of Minister of the Ministry of Officials will be yours in the future! In this way, even if Miss Huang is A tigress, you have to marry too!"

"I know." Jing Yi said calmly.

"I know you're still stupid!" Seeing his friend's indifferent expression, Tuoba Xin became more and more angry, wishing to pry Jing Yi's head open and take a look.

"..." Eyes drooping slightly, Jing Yi, who had always had a cold face, suddenly raised the corners of her lips and smiled at Tuoba Xin.

"Mingde, do you know?" His smile was light but with a lingering bitterness, "Sometimes, even if you know you are being stupid, you are still willing."

"...you..." Tuoba Xin was stunned for a moment.He looked into Jingyi's eyes in a daze, and saw only a piece of calm, but it seemed that there were countless monstrous waves hidden, as if there were countless secrets buried deep in it.

...a strange calm.

He opened his mouth and pondered for a while, but Tuobaxin couldn't think of a word that would convince Jingyi, so he shook his sleeves angrily, "Zizheng, don't be impulsive, I advise you to think carefully."

"Mingde...thank you." Jingyi said in a low voice. There was helplessness in her voice, but more firmness. "But... I don't want to change yet."

Although he knew...the day of marrying a wife and having children is impossible to avoid, but as long as he can persist, he wants to persist.

This...probably just an obsession.Thinking about it himself, he also felt that what he did was ridiculous.

But it's ridiculous, but he still wants to keep doing this.

As long as he can persist for another day, then during this day, he wants to ensure that he will not change.

Looking up, he saw that the white clouds were dyed a little pink by the setting sun, floating in the sky, changing various postures comfortably, just like the clouds they were used to seeing in the evening in their hometown.This kind of sky, this kind of clouds, no matter where they go, they always look the same, but people in different places, even if they look at the same sky as their hometown, their hearts are completely different.

"Ziqian," he said in a low voice, and said to himself, "I will definitely go back to find you after I finish my work."

One inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray

Misty spring rain.A gray curtain stretched from the horizon, covering the entire field of vision, a vast expanse of gray.

The willows on the palace wall turned yellow and then green, and the peach blossoms in the suburbs of Beijing fell and bloomed again. In a blink of an eye, it was another spring and autumn for two years.

In March of the tenth year of Fengyuan, Jingyi, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, received the emperor's permission to return home on leave to visit relatives and friends.

Hearing the whereabouts of Jing Shilang, who has been promoted rapidly and is very popular recently, the officials along the way are quite excited, and they are all gearing up. He makes a good relationship.However, to the disappointment of the officials along the way, Jingyi had a very rushed schedule, and every time he arrived at a town, he only stayed in the town for less than an hour before starting again.Often when the local officials received the report and came to meet him, they would find that Jing Yi had left not long ago, and they could only look at the direction he left and sigh, regretting that they had lost the opportunity to curry favor.

Most of the time, Jingyi’s board and lodging are on the car and boat, and only when he has no choice but to stop and rest, he will have a meal or rest overnight in the passing town.

Because, ever since she was allowed to go back to her hometown to visit her relatives and friends, Jingyi has been eager to return home, wishing to fly back to her hometown with her own wings, and her itinerary followed her, much faster than others expected.However, it took about ten days from Jingyi's departure to Taohua Town.

However, when he got off the boat and on the pier, what greeted him was not the smiling face of his old friend whom he had missed countless times during the journey, but the local county magistrate with a large number of officials, who invited him to go to the largest local area full of enthusiasm. He went to a banquet in a restaurant to clean up the dust for him.

Even though she didn't want it in every way, but for the consideration of relatives and friends living in the area, Jing Yi didn't want to ignore the county magistrate's wishes, in case he felt dissatisfied and blamed others.

Even though they had their own calculations in their hearts, they still had smiles on their faces, and hugged each other as they walked away, as if they had no other thoughts except enthusiasm.

Sui Yu listened to the drum to respond to the official, and went to Malantai to turn around.

Walking in the forefront of the mighty crowd, Jing Yi stared at the gray rain curtain in front of him, and this poem passed in his mind unexpectedly.

Then he suddenly sneered to himself.

All of this was his own choice, so who could he blame?

These days, the news that Jing Yi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, is returning home in fine clothes and will soon arrive in the town has been widely spread.People are counting how long it will take for him to arrive, so they can go up to find a place to take a closer look, what kind of style should this man who is in front of the emperor and is a third-rank official minister be.

These urgent thoughts did not affect Wei Zheng at all.After receiving Jingyi's letter and learning that he was about to return to his hometown to visit relatives and friends, Wei Zheng's thoughts became a little scattered, and he was in a state of confusion. Even when he was teaching students, his thoughts suddenly wandered The situation of flying to nowhere appears.

Unwilling, daring, and unbearable, yet yearning, longing, and eagerness, all kinds of thoughts mixed together, and the chaotic mind made Wei Zheng in a trance for several days.It wasn't until the last day when the news that Jingyi's boat was about to arrive in the town came that Wei Zheng recovered from this chaotic state.

Probe to look at the sky outside the house, reckoning that it is about time, and then scan the house for a week, Wei Zheng shook his head, laughed and said: "Young girl, Qing'er, she probably forgot the time because she was watching outside again."

He knew in his heart that Ye Qing'er must have gone to the pier, waiting for Jingyi to arrive, and even what he entrusted to her would probably be forgotten by her, Wei Zheng could only sigh.

Let him cook today's meal, otherwise, when Ye Qing'er comes back, the meal time may have already passed, and she will be in a hurry while blaming herself desperately and promise not to do it again in the future - of course, it will be the same next time Make no mistakes.

Thinking of this, Wei Zheng shook his head dumbfounded.It has been four years since the two got married.Although Ye Qing'er is already in her twenties, she is a girl with a strong heart. She is innocent and lively as before. She is very curious and loves to join in the fun. She often makes some big or small mistakes and comes back. It is not wrong to teach him to blame, but it is not. He could hit the palm of her hand a few times with a ruler angrily and amusingly, and let it go.

However, it was her innocence that gave him a certain amount of comfort after his mother watched him marry and start a family, and died regretting not having seen his grandson born.

Needless to say, this time she must have completely forgotten the paper and ink that he asked her to help buy, and was only busy squeezing her head out of the crowd to see the arrival of the scene instrument.Although Jingyi's letter mentioned less about his own promotion, he also knew that Jingyi had already reached the third rank of official minister, and there must be many people who wanted to curry favor with him. Cheng couldn't get close to Jingyi.

The corners of his lips curved slowly, and Wei Zheng couldn't help showing a smile.Seven years have passed, and his friend has already held an important position, and he is getting closer and closer to his own ideal. For this, he is sincerely happy for him.

really happy...

Wei Zheng suddenly opened his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips disappeared bit by bit.

Stopping what he was doing, Wei Zheng turned his head and stared blankly at the peach tree in the courtyard outside the window.From a peach plant to a peach tree, decades have passed, and the peach tree has become more and more luxuriant, with thick branches stretching towards the sky. In summer, the shade is dense and green.

And now...it's March, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink tender flowers replace the green leaves, one by one covering the whole tree. The so-called "flowers want to burn" in the ancients is exactly such a scene.In the past years, at this time of year, they would often sit under the tree and read together with books in their hands, while the tree was full of peach blossoms;