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Zhao Rong slowly returned to his senses, and he had no intention of sleeping. He walked to the desk, spread paper and researched ink.

As soon as he lifted the pen, he forgot.

Turning to practice calligraphy, only after writing four characters, he frowned and stopped writing.

Unsettled, unsteady pen.

Zhao Rong felt something.

He put down the writing brush, picked up a pot of wine, long sleeves and long sleeves, wearing a belt, not shoes but sandals, pushed out the door, and went to find the sound of the qin.

Chapter 47 I have a friend

"What kind of piano do you play in the middle of the night?"

"I'm seeing Tzuyu off."

Zhao Rong took a sip of wine.

"Wenruo, will you wait for the sound of your piano to stop, and five hundred axemen will jump out of the water outside the Huxin Pavilion and rush in and chop me into meat sauce?"

Lin Wenruo was stunned for a moment, looked up, and smiled, the sound of the piano in the Huxin Pavilion was still the same, and the night outside the Huxin Pavilion was like ink. "Ziyu is joking."

"The rain has stopped, isn't Tzuyu going to leave early in the morning?"

"That's why you're noisy in the middle of the night."

Lin Wenruo looked at the manor sleeping in the moonlight outside the pavilion and sighed. "Where did the sound of Qingchi's piano disturb people's dreams, and in the end, wasn't Ziyu the only one who came here?"

"In this whole garden, only Ziyu understands me."

Zhao Rong looked serious. "I got up at night to relieve myself, and I couldn't hold back because of the noise of your piano."

"..."

Lin Wenruo opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't ask him if he came out, and said angrily, "Then you're still drinking."

It's a good and elegant thing, but this guy in front of him just said it.

Zhao Rong blinked. Seeing that Lin Wenruo broke his power, he instantly felt less melancholy. He glanced at the extra guqin in the pavilion, walked over, and sat down to play.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, although Guqin is the first of the four arts of Confucian scholars, but Zhao Rong is not proficient in it. He only knows some basic notation, fingering and playing, mainly because he was not interested in this thing before and felt that it was useless for governing the world. I didn't study hard.

"It seems that if Wen Ruo was waiting for me specially, he knew that I would get up in the middle of the night to relieve him."

Zhao Rong stroked the broken lines on Fuqin's body, indicating that it has a long history. The wooden body is simple and heavy, the whole body is black, and it is faintly green. When the fingertips touch it, there is a cool feeling. The crisp ringing of the ring is like the sound of nature, with a cold and immortal meaning.Zhao Rong's eyes lit up and sighed, "Good piano."

Lin Wenruo looked helpless. "Can Ziyu stop talking about this mundane thing?"

"Who says it's a mundane thing?" Zhao Rong saw that the guqin was so wonderful, and he, a person who had a first glimpse of the qin rhythm, could not help but love it, and after hearing Lin Wenruo's words, he casually continued: "Release the hand. In this case, all heroes and heroes in the world have to bow their heads and become ministers, and all virtuous women in the world have to undress and take off their skirts. I don’t think it’s tacky at all.”

Lin Wenruo shook her head with a smile, lowered her head and continued to play the violin, but after a while, she had no choice but to stop and looked at the person who was "disrupting" beside her.

"Ziyu, can you stop torturing... can you stop playing, I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken this Mingyu out."

Zhao Rong's "Crazy Magical Music" suddenly stopped, shrugged, raised the jug again, leaned back casually, leaned against the railing, put his right hand on the jug outside the pavilion, and looked at the distant night.

Looking from here, you can enjoy the majestic mountain scenery in the distance. The outline of the mountain barbarians and the long gray sky are clearly distinguished. In the unknown mountains, the mist is hazy, and occasionally a few star-like light spots light up, like a fairy. The bead fell into the world.

Among the mountains, there is a high mountain that is quite familiar to the eye. If you look closely, it looks square. At the moment, the side facing Zhao Rong is completely dark. Above it, a bright moon hangs high, and Zhao Rong is slightly surprised. It turned out to be the cliff. The stone carvings must be seen in the pavilion in the daytime, and the four characters of "Quiet and Inaction" can be seen in the pavilion. I don't know if there will be an old man in ancient clothes muttering to himself at this time, and the secluded person is alone.

Zhao Rong raised his right hand, his long sleeve slid down, the jug poured over, and his grief was already in his throat.

"Wen Ruo."

"Here I am."

Zhao Rong took a sip of wine. "I have a friend who has encountered a very tangled thing... He has a childhood sweetheart, the kind who has no guesses. He has been secretly in love with him since he was a child, but he doesn't know it, and he also misunderstood that childhood sweetheart."

Zhao Rong paused, saw Lin Wenruo sitting there listening quietly, and continued:

"Afterwards, my friend did something very hurtful and made that childhood sweetheart go away, but that friend soon came to his senses and cleared up the misunderstanding, and he also found out... that he actually cares about her too. However, she has already gone to a very far place, and even if she travels thousands of miles to find her again, she may not forgive my friend, because...the injury seems to be a little too deep."

"Wen Ruo, what should he do?"

After speaking in one breath, Zhao Rong took another sip of wine and quietly looked at the listener in the pavilion.

There was a brief silence in the Huxin Pavilion.

Lin Wenruo nodded, took out a luminous cup from the side, and motioned to Zhao Rong, who threw the jug away, Lin Wenruo took it, filled the cup, and threw it back.

Lin Wenruo took a sip, looked at Zhao Rong's expectant eyes, and said leisurely:

"Is the friend you're talking about really you?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

The young scholar with the jug quickly shook his head.

Lin Wenruo shook the luminous wine glass. "You don't have to hide it, there's no one else here."

Hearing this, Zhao Rong sighed and said calmly: "Okay, I can't hide it from you. In fact, the friend I'm talking about is..."

"Su Xiaoxiao!"

He said seriously: "It's the one who walked with me. You've met her before. I have a very good relationship with her. She always treats me as a gentle, considerate, handsome and intimate brother. She rushes to tell me everything. I'm too embarrassed to refuse, you know, this is my shortcoming. So, I want to ask for her, what should I do about this?"

With a suspicious expression, Lin Wenruo glanced at the pair of black and white jade plaques on the waist of the man in front of him, then her expression calmed down and said slowly, "Oh, this is easy to handle."

Zhao Rong looked expectant.

Lin Wenruo's mouth twitched. "Don't go looking for her, why do you feel wronged and run humbly to see her face? Wait for her to trample your dignity on the ground?"

Zhao Rong's face sank when he heard the words, his eyes were lowered, and he looked at his feet. Even the personal pronoun in Lin Wenruo's words was "you", so he didn't have time to consider it.

Lin Wenruo raised her brows when she saw Zhao Rong's face, and continued to persuade: "Since the matter has come to this point, don't try to save it, at least this will definitely keep you decent, after all, you rejected her, you didn't want her, you It is the superior party, who can always stand on a high place in the future, let her look up at you, and make her feel humble and heartache when she thinks of this in the future. Between the two, you are the proud winner. "

Zhao Rong frowned more and more tightly, his lips pursed tightly, and his eyes stared straight at his feet, as if he could penetrate the lake at the bottom of the pavilion.

Lin Wenruo stared at the silent young Confucian scholar in front of him, smiling and persuading. "Ziyu, how can we men, especially my generation of Confucian scholars, lose heart, even when it comes to the relationship between men and women. Although this is a misunderstanding between the two sides, you may regret it now, but time will kill everything, and in the future Thinking of her is at best a little regretful."

Speaking of this, Lin Wenruo stopped, a trace of fireworks flashed in his eyes, but it was extinguished in an instant, Lin Wenruo immediately regained his senses, sighed slightly, and said earnestly:

"Ziyu, there are thousands of women in this world, how can you be so entangled with one person, if you don't be cruel, then you will be more troubled when you meet other women in the future? Like me now, I have a dozen concubines, Well, I forgot about a dozen or so, but who cares, if I devote all my energy to each of them like you are now, wouldn't I be exhausted, then how can I talk about how to help this Zhongnanguo Building? "

"My generation of Confucian scholars should focus their energy on business affairs, and there can be romantic affairs, but the priority cannot be reversed!"

"So, Ziyu, what do you think? Ruthless dim sum, okay?"

Moonlight is like water.

Quietly wading on the lake, pavilion roof, pillars, fences, guqin, slate and the profile of a certain scholar.

His face was slightly thin, and in the silver glow of the bright moon, it solidified into a silent marble statue.

The eye that was not hidden in the darkness was dark and unclear.

The tightly pursed red lips were as black as a distant mountain.

A gaze was staring at him.

Two black and white jade plaques are quietly hanging from the waist, close to each other, but they are not moving at all, facing each other in the air.

In the distance, there seems to be an ethereal Yiren slowly waiting for his answer.

A lacquer jug ​​with a black pattern was hovering outside the railing, pinched by a bruised palm from repeated training.

The cold black lacquer surface and the lukewarm skin junction, scared away a lot of blood.

Five slender fingers, fingertips blue and white.

next second.

The palms are released, no longer clenched.

The jug fell and the lake water exploded.

The retreating blood slowly returned.

"Okay," he said.

His brows were slightly loose, and although he was still a little hesitant, he already had the answer.

He exhaled lightly.

Looking up, it was a torrential rain of stars.

Chapter 48 Gentleman and Casualty

"Ok."

Here is his answer.

Lin Wenruo finally waited for an answer, the corners of her mouth that had been slightly raised since just now, outlined an exaggerated arc, but her eyes darkened slightly.

Lin Wenruo smiled brightly. "That's right, what can't let go of the love between men and women, my generation..."

Zhao Rong interrupted with a sincere expression: "Okay, I will tell Su Xiaoxiao truthfully."

Lin Wenruo was stunned for a moment, and his smile slowly subsided.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt a little guilty, but he had already made the decision to try it once, so he no longer wavered.

You have paid so much to me, then I will give it all back to you. As for whether you want it or not, what does it have to do with me?

Cough, so I'm not licking the dog, I'm just repaying the debt of love.

Zhao Rong, who deeply felt that he was a responsible man, said with a serious expression: "I will tell that stupid girl to stop reading those messy books, think about some things all day long, and ask me some strange questions. , tell her to listen more to Wen Ruo's words, the woman should be more reserved and cold, isn't it because there is one less dog to lick her, chase back the fart, she is a fox... fox... nonsense but looks okay Stupid girl, licking dogs is not a whole lot, and 'I actually care about him', she is greedy for licking, hypocritical!"

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief when he finally made up his mind.

I didn't feel any guilt for my double standard at all.

I just apologized to Su Xiaoxiao, who was probably lying on the bed and sleeping late at the moment, but his reputation was ruined innocently.Thinking of giving her some compensation next time.

I just didn't want to disappoint Brother Wen Ruo, after all, he also persuaded me with good intentions, but I chose to go against him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong glanced at Lin Wenruo, whose smile was frozen.

Lin Wenruo ignored the strange words in Zhao Rong's words, bent down and took out two unopened bottles of wine from the bottom of the table, threw one to Zhao Rong, opened the other by himself, filled a glass, held it up at will, and squinted. "So Ziyu is still going to find her?"

Zhao Rong pretended to be stupid and said, "Well, I will go to Su Xiaoxiao early tomorrow and convey Wen Ruo's advice."

Suddenly, Zhao Rong saw that the man in front of him, who had always been habitually smiling, was smiling completely for the first time tonight.

Just like that time on the carriage, I asked him why he did so many things.

At this time, Lin Wenruo had a serious expression and bright eyes.

His tone was sincere. "Ziyu already has the answer in his heart. When Qingchi just said those words to persuade you to let go, what Ziyu was struggling with was actually what Tzuyu really wanted to do. Don't care about what Qingchi just said, those The words are just to make Ziyu more aware of what his heart is, instead of continuing to hesitate."

"Go find her! Leave tomorrow, don't delay. I believe that a woman who can make Ziyu's heart move must be very extraordinary, but she can't let other men go."

Zhao Rong was stunned, looking at the man in front of him who seemed to have light in his eyes at the moment, he was speechless, and finally managed to say: "She, she is my wife!"

Lin Wenruo laughed again: "Yo, it's still a young couple arguing, so why don't you hurry up and coax her!"

Zhao Rong was a little shy to be seen for the first time in the world, so he hurried to drink and used a jug to cover his embarrassment.

However, after that, Lin Wenruo laughed for a while.

"Hey, Ziyu, you have just decided to find her, so why do you still have a 'hesitating' expression? I thought you listened to me."

Zhao Rong took another breath. "Cough, isn't this a pity that I can't live in the midst of thousands of flowers like Wen Ruo in the future, and the leaves don't stick to my body."

Lin Wenruo put down the glass and chuckled lightly. "I have nothing to envy, just a ruthless person."

Although this remark was a joke, but with a little sigh, after speaking, he lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

It's just that Zhao Rong was excited at the moment, and asked curiously, "How did Wen Ruo manage to accept so many women, and still make them not jealous? How can you cope with so many women?"

Lin Wenruo raised her brows and stretched out her right hand.

Zhao Rong looked puzzled, looking at the slender, white-like palm in front of him.

I saw the owner of the hand slowly put away three fingers, leaving only two slender fingers erected in front of Zhao Rong.

One middle finger, one index finger.

Lin Wenruo blinked.

Zhao Rong was puzzled at first, and then took a closer look at the slender two fingers.

The next second, I saw two fingers suddenly tick inward.