Zhui Xu

> "The family summoned, there are some things in the house, I have to leave early today, and I hope that Zhu Gong will forgive Haihan..."

"I am not too flat tonight..."

"The house is on the other side, Zhu Gong does not have to send it..."

"Forgive me forgiveness..."

"Haihan Haihan..."

The fire was skyrocketing, the army was mobilized, and the sudden rise of chaos continued in Hangzhou. The situation in the Four Seasons is also awakened from the hustle and panic of the beginning, and tilted in the direction of things.

Participating in the political affairs Qi Yuankang rebellion, this is the news that will come soon after the incident. In the end, what kind of internal conditions do not have to be said at this time, the city can ignite a fire, mobilizing an army of this size, probably represents that many things have reached an irreparable point. At this time, most of them came to participate in the Zhu Yanlin banquet. The people who have a certain background have more or less their own powers and relationships. There are so many things happening on them. Many things are also wary at this time. get ready.

To have the first time to respond, half of the people began to quit Zhu Yanlin. On the streets and between the cities, the atmosphere began to chill. The households in the residential areas closed their doors and destroyed the lights. In addition to the occasional squad, the streets were rushing home. People, although chaos now only affects a few streets in the east, but no one knows when the city will begin to martial law.

Near the Four Seasons is now one of the relatively lively gathering areas in the city. In addition to the restaurant, there are also two brothels nearby. Some people rushed back when they learned of the chaos, and they were relatively calm. I feel that I have nothing to do with myself, and I still stay and watch the movement. Only these stores have been closed and no longer accept new guests. Therefore, when the carriages of the Four Seasons are separated, they are separated. It does not mean that the party has dispersed. The dozens of people who have stayed still maintain the scale of the party and stay in the hall.

One of the major reasons for this may be because the son of Min Min, Jing Jingzhi, still stayed in the literary society and did not leave. Zhu Yanlin and Qi Yuankang did not have a close relationship. No matter what the event eventually changed, since this party was initiated by him, it is still necessary to maintain it.

There are fewer people. There was another chaos outside, and the little people in the restaurant extinguished many of the lights in the building. Most of the people who stayed gathered on the platform on the second or third floor, with Zhu Yanlin and Jing Jing as the center, looking at the development and changes of the war in the distance. Pointing to gossip, some people started poetry: "The West Lake waters around the south of the Yangtze River, the lonely night is not clear... the autumn of many things..." There is a sense of pointing the way, the squad who was invited to participate in the literary meeting has not sent away, but this When the song is not daring to sing again. They were called up to talk to everyone and comment on the active atmosphere of poetry. These women are not vases, not a while. Everyone put a table on this side, and it was a time for the wine.

Not everyone is gathered upstairs here.

at this time. Lou Shuzheng and Ning Yi walked between the courtyards on the first floor, at this time the lanterns had been withdrawn most of the time. The light here looks dim and looks down. The second floor is bright and yellow. The voices and laughter can be heard. Some people are holding the railings of the corridor and looking far away. However, not many people noticed the movement in the corridor below. People.

The corridor in the courtyard leads to the side of the Four Seasons River. At this time, the night wind is cool, and Lou Shuzhen, who is dressed as a man, walks around Ning Yi and gently holds his arm, the waterway at the end of the field of vision. A two-story painting that returned to the air slowly passed through the view, and the light oozes through the painted windows, which has a quiet atmosphere.

Speaking of it, since the city was broken in Hangzhou, everything in the whole body has become unsatisfactory. The days are anxious and the busyness of everyone does not know how much meaning. After the situation is a little slow, the participating texts will never see the elegance of the past, and some are just boring stickers and touts. But surprisingly, now that the situation suddenly becomes more tense, she seems to feel the breath of the past.

It seems that she is above the gathering of the talented people, but she left the venue and felt the feeling of rendezvous with the favorite man. Elegant, heartbeat and tranquility will be at this moment - in fact, this kind of feeling, she has not really experienced it in the past, but what I have seen in this story, in the story of love, recorded in the love story, It is just this mood.

"I know the political affairs... things happened so suddenly, the business of the building is so wide now, if the girl does not go back immediately, will there be any problem?"

At the end of the courtyard is a promenade parallel to the river. Ning Yi held the hand on the railing and looked at the paintings that looked away, only to say this. Lou Shuzhen sat down on the bench in the railing and smiled and shook his head. "There is some business in the family with this big man, but things don't fall to the floor. And such things, really. To deal with it is also the father and the brother to solve, and I let the family return to report the letter. At this time, the situation is still chaotic. It is better to wait until the situation is clear and go back, and avoid any misunderstanding on the road."

"This is also true." Ning Yi nodded and sat down next to it. This position was opposite the corridor and window on the second floor. Because of the porch, only the oozing light could be seen, but laughter could be heard from time to time. Occasionally, women whisper poetry, probably in tasting poetry.

Lou Shuyu whispered his head and said softly: "It is reasonable to say that the political affairs of the government is also a big official. It is similar to the prime minister. I can’t think of this kind of thing suddenly... I heard that this Qi Daren is both civil and military, although he is Civil servant, but there are some people under his command, and they have a good relationship with the martial arts generals..."

She said for a while, consciously and boring, raised her head and stroked her hair, and smiled at the second floor: "...Liheng thinks what they are talking about?"

"Poetry. Before they opened the poetry, they said that they were political affairs. Now it is really an accident. If the political affairs are not easy to say, it is safe to say some poetry."

"Li Heng came out to hang out, do you think that chatting with them is also somewhat boring?" In the view of Lou Shuzhen, Ning Yi is one of the best talented people. He smiled and asked, Ning Yi also shook his head: "I I didn't like them very much, they really talked. I just went out and went."

"It seems that Li Heng feels boring." Lou Shuzhen continued to laugh, and paused a little. "Actually, I am almost like Liheng. I also feel boring, but I actually don’t because Knowing this, Liheng is too understandable."

"Ah……"

"I like poetry when I was a child, but I have never learned too much. I like to watch the feelings of those big talents who have swayed after a good poem. It doesn't matter how the poems are, it makes people feel so good, it is a good thing. I thought that if I managed the business well, I could make myself feel so good when I did well..."

She said this, the mood seems to be slightly depressed, Ning Yi got up and said: "Floor girl..."

Lou Shuyu looked up. Whispered: "Is Liheng not to call me comfortable?"

"Not very good." The words were faint, as confession, but Ning Yi's look has not changed, just a smile like usual. "We go up and sit. It's not always good to stroll."

"Yeah." Lou Shuzhen naturally got up, and with Ning Yi on the second floor, the brief conversation may have some meaning, but for a while. It seems as if it has never happened before, and it is melted in the subsequent conversations between the two.

Go back to the second floor. Someone came over and said hello: "This is the Ning Li Hengning son, only to find two. I thought it was gone. The old man Zhu Yanlin, at this time only heard people say that Ning Gongzi also came over, really scornful. ”

Zhu Yanlin is fifty years old. He claims to be an old man. He is a legitimate literati. He didn’t know what happened to Ning Yi. At this time, it’s obvious that he heard Ning Yi and knows what he did. The first "Wang Haichao", so pay attention to it. The two chilled on the side, the other side gathered, and some people looked at it. The woman who had previously sang "Wang Haichao" was one of them. Because she heard the name, she asked the person next to him: "Is that Ning Li Hengning son?" Probably because of reading the word, it became Ning A fan of Yi.

Aside, Liu Xiyang, who has not left, also looked at the scene with envy. There is not much room for everyone in the courtyard. At most, I feel that Ning Yi has a thorn in the body. There is a backing behind it. There is no need to provoke it. At this time, with the difference in treatment, I can feel the sense of loss of a few literati.

It was only at this time that not many people noticed that not far from this gathering, the quietness of the center of the crowd has heard some words, looking at Ning Yi, looking for someone to whisper and ask: " Could it be that the author of "Wang Haichao", the surname of Ning Ming Yi Zi Li Heng?" After getting the answer, he asked a few questions, to know where Ning Yi is now serving, received Wenmingyuan He and his information, he blinked his eyes and raised his brows thoughtfully.

The chaos outside is still going on. Over time, it seems to become more organized, and some of the chaos has been suppressed. If you have experience, you can probably see that although it seems to be fierce from the beginning, the situation is far from being out of control. On the Four Seasons, this gathering was also carried out in a relatively relaxed atmosphere. Although I expressed my admiration for Ning Yi from the beginning, there was no special program that required him to participate.

Everyone's mind is on the outside. If everything continues, it may not be long before the party is almost gone, and everyone can go back. Ning Yi had listened to Liu Dazhen’s nervousness this morning and brought his weapons out. But after the incident happened, he also knew that he had no problem of his own and took a breath. In this case, a change has quietly hit.

Not many people noticed that when the text was halfway through, a man entered the restaurant and looked upstairs and then left. At this time, a team of sergeants is rushing over under the leadership of that person. If in the distance, others may think that this is a soldier who rushed to support Qi Yuankang’s rebellious neighborhood, but it’s time to go downstairs~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The leading general waved his hand: "Encircled."

For a moment, I guessed that the people who came to this group had a good time to rush to Chaoning Yi to report, but it was already late.

Under the leadership of the general, a group of more than 20 people had entered the hall and came to the second floor. Liu Jin, who followed Ning Yi, had already rushed up one step at a time, and pressed his hand on the handle. Everyone at the party had some doubts, but Ning Yi took a look and understood.

When the man was about 30 years old, his body was burly and his face was murderous. This is a singer who has really been killed on the battlefield.

Ning Yi spit out a breath.

That is Li Tianyou.

These people came over and sat down at the table around Ning Yi and Lou Shuzhen. Lou Shuyi left to look at it, right to look at it, doubts and Zhang Huang, for a time, I don’t know what happened, only after a while, face The look of the past became pale - she thought that her home was finally affected, and something went wrong.

Happy mooncake festival. (To be continued.)