Ning Gu

On the second day after the welcome banquet, several big families in Fufeng City posted invitations, and the invitations to Xie Wuling were piled up on the stone cases in the courtyard.

Xie Wuling lay lazily on the couch he had set up yesterday, and casually pulled a yellow book to cover his face.

Outside the courtyard is the gate of Ruoshi, although there are noises in the courtyard, but in his place, one couch, one person, one space, it makes people feel very quiet.

Xie Wuling held a handful of banana leaves that he found from nowhere, and was fanning them one by one, and the book covering his face slipped off at some point. It's not so sun-drying, but roasting makes people lazy.

When Duke Yong and his concubine came, they were watching this scene, the young man dreaming idle under the green shade.Provoked Yong Guogong to cough lightly, but the princess smiled casually behind her fan.

Before Xie Wuling opened his eyes, he habitually sat up straight. It turned out that the abbot punished him for chanting the scriptures. Cough to wake him up, and then punish him for copying the book.He closed his eyes, once he heard a slight cough, he didn't care if it was a dream or he was asleep, and he would put on a posture and pretend that he was serious.

But now Xie Wuling came back with spirit, thinking that this is Fufeng City, not Zhaoxing Temple, so he listened to the sound in the courtyard for a while, and then opened his sleepy eyes.

Peach Blossom eyes are slightly bright, let alone Yong Guogong's official wife, Liang Chu, will be dazzled, even Yong Guogong is no exception.

There are not many good-looking men in the world, and Xie Pingzhi should be counted among them.

"Liang Zhen asks Mr. Xie Xiao how he is." The woman standing beside Yong Guogong bowed softly, and the hairpin pendant on the bun made a crisp sound when touched. The bun was propped up, looking from a distance, it was quite graceful.

"En. Ma'am, you are very polite." Xie Pingzhi didn't have the self-consciousness to salute to Duke Yong, but he was quite at ease in accepting salutes from others, especially from such a beautiful woman.

Xie Ping had a relationship with this madam in Rirui Mansion before, but someone in Yongguo Mansion seemed to be watching this madam, at that time she hesitated to speak, and finally just nodded.

Looking at it now, when Madam bowed her knees, the hands under the gauze sleeves trembled, and the wide bracelet was tied with a silver bracelet.

Xie Wuling raised his eyebrows and exchanged a glance with Duke Yong, pretending he didn't see the little movements under the gauze.

"I heard that Mr. Xiao came to the Buddhist temple, and Liang Zhen decided to change his daily meals to vegetarian food. I wonder if Mr. Yong is satisfied?" Duke Yong didn't stop, but walked into the wing, and Liang Zhen naturally didn't dare to stop. However, in a hurry, I still caught a glimpse of the stone desks piled up with desks in the yard, and joked, "You don't even take a look, Mr. Xiao?"

"Satisfied, two or three jugs of wine would be good." Xie Wuling got up and followed into the room. Hearing the woman's question, he whispered, "Ma'am, why don't you help Ping Yi take a look?"

These words aroused Duke Yong's interest, he squeezed his hands hidden under his sleeves, everyone in this palace is good, only his wife is smart, she is not a good quarrel.

He has always been fortunate to have married Liang Zhen, and he has always been wary of Liang Zhen.

He glanced at those eyes that were not very big. Apart from focusing on the light, he was afraid that there was nothing moving about them. He heard that the empress of the present age was one of the most beautiful women in the world, and the son she gave birth to seemed to have not inherited many advantages.

Yong Guogong sat on the chair in the verandah, so that he could look at his wife leisurely.

Liang Chou was actually his cousin, and his uncle Liang Ce had two daughters in total, one Chou and the other Chou. Shuwan has it.

After thinking about it, she married Duke Yong. With the joy of going out of the palace to build a mansion, Duke Yong welcomed her back. After waiting for the year of marriage, according to the kindness of Concubine Zhen, she became a matchmaker and married Zhao Zuo.

This phoenix will always be a phoenix, the bird is always a bird, Xie Wuling sized up the woman in front of him, and recalled Liang Zhuo who was in a hurry at the banquet that day, and for some reason, he unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

"The palace is busy with trivial matters, and Liang Zhen has been patient in handling the affairs of the mansion. If he gives this pile of famous posts to Liang Zhen, Liang Zhen will burn them all in a fit of anger."

There was still a bit of boudoir coquettishness in Liang Zhen's words, I don't know if it's because Yong Guogong is used to it, or she doesn't know how to restrain herself, or it's deliberate.

"Then burn it." Xie Wuling raised his finger to the table of name cards sideways.

However, Duke Yong's gaze shifted from his wife to Xie Wuling at this moment: "Oh? No one in Beijing wants to make friends with even one of the dignitaries in Beijing?"

"If Pingzhi wants to make friends, he will go without invitation. The Duke should have experienced this point."

"But I heard from the boy that Pingzhi wanted to go out for a walk, so Xiu was puzzled." Yong Guogong paused, and then said, "Pingzhi doesn't want to make friends with powerful people, so where does he want to go?"

Liang Chun heard that Duke Yong's tone paused slightly, so he served the tea and left.Xie Wuling looked at Liang Zhen before he left, and did not forget to call the boy to take those posts away, and then he smiled, remembered this scene in his heart, and replied: "Tea shop in the street."

"The tea here doesn't suit Pingzhi's taste?"

"It's okay, but Pingzhi grew up eating a variety of meals. He said he didn't choose, but he still had a lot of things to do, so he preferred to eat other people's boiled tea. What's so delicious about this brewed tea?"

"Then I'll let a boy go with you in the afternoon, so I can take care of anything." The light in Yong Guogong's eyes has not yet dissipated. I fell, and I will not be able to explain to the abbot in the future."

Xie Wuling turned around and looked at the apricot tree in the courtyard, two or three twigs climbed up the blue tiles.

Take care?still……

"How can this corner of the world be closed?" Xie Wuling murmured in a low voice.

"what?"

"Pingzhi said, the Duke has a heart."

Why did Duke Yong bring him to Fufeng? Both of them knew very well, each took what he needed and took what he needed.

After sending off Yong Guogong, he saw a young man in a short while, and there was a young man who came with him.

The young man was wearing brocade clothes, but only had wooden hairpins on his hairpins. His eyebrows were a bit delicate, but his nose bridge was higher. He looked more like a young man with a bearded face.

In the early years when Xie Wuling was in the Northwest, he was fortunate enough to meet Hu Ji and the local people's mixed-race young man, who was always better-looking than others.Xie Wuling was wild at that time, and he even became brothers with a boy of mixed blood, but he never had the chance to re-enter the Northwest next year.

After all, the yellow sand in the northwest is long, and the soldiers guarding the border still have family letters, not to mention the two children, who naturally lost contact after a few months.

Now it is occasionally heard that the Northwest is not peaceful. In order to make a living, most of the border traffickers are buying and selling orchids. As a result, the rich people in Fufeng have a habit of enjoying themselves.

Looking at it now, Duke Yong is also one of them.

"I'm bothering you sir." The young man from Hudi came up and bowed to Xie Wuling as a literati.

"Brother, you are being polite." Xie Wuling returned the courtesy.

"In Xiasangluo," the young man from Hudi withdrew his hands after the salute, and while registering his name, he also took advantage of the situation to help Xie Wuling, and said, "The Duke asked me to send you a servant."

"Zhao Xing and Xie Pingzhi." Xie Wuling nodded, with a smile between his brows, "Thank you for your hard work, I wonder if Pingzhi can ask for your name?"

Sang Luo smelled the word "Zhao Xing", her eyes brightened obviously, but she frowned in an instant, and repeated what she said just now: "I'm Xia Sang Luo."

"My little brother doesn't want to say it. Sigh." Xie Wuling sighed, the words sounded like he was muttering, Sang Luo knew it, and he meant to listen to him.

Every Hudi boy should have a nickname of Hudi, but the Central Plains people like to give their pets a new name, just like a new student, in fact, they are just deceiving themselves, but the Central Plains people are happy with this form, those who are scared of being beaten teach The Hudi youth who is used to it is naturally happy.

"Sang Luo used to have a bad name, but it's been too long, I forgot." Sang Luo's eyes secretly glanced at the boy who came along the same way, but he took it back after a while, "Sang Luo heard that Mr. tea?"

"En." Xie Wuling returned to the square couch under the tree in two or three steps, and sat cross-legged, "Why, my little brother can make tea?"

"No, but I want to try it with my husband." Sang Luo said this, and turned his eyes to the boy again, as if asking for consent.

Xie Wuling frowned after this glance: "Then I won't take it, since you can't make the decision, it's useless to ask me."

But after saying this, the boy locked his eyes on Xie Wuling, but Xie Wuling didn't seem to feel it, and said to the boy a little arrogantly: "You, just tell me which tea shop in Fufeng is good? "

The servant only gave him a gouged look, with a bit of disdain in his eyes, but he quickly hid this look with his head bowed, and did not answer.

Xie Wuling looked the little servant in front of him up and down, took out the banana leaf that he put on the end of the couch in the morning, fanned it twice, and said to the young man with a hudi: "Little brother, take this leaf with you." The servant is very boring. Just you and me, drinking tea is enough."

But Sang Luo lowered his head, looking a bit embarrassed, hesitated for a long time before saying: "This..."

"Don't be embarrassed, I'll do the math for you, half an hour is enough for you to send him back safely. After that half an hour, I'll wait for you outside the mansion?"

Sang Luo still looked embarrassed, but Xie Wuling got up and approached him, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly in his ear: "Ten thousand carry a bucket and send it to my old friend in Xiaoxiang."

"you?"

"What about me?" Xie Wuling's peach blossom eyes were bent again, it seemed that he had teased the child's joy, and he whispered again, "You should be ashamed."

Sang Luo lowered her head as she said, pretending to be ashamed, and folded her hands under her sleeves, but her heart was uneasy.He buried his head and left the courtyard.

"Good boy." Xie Wuling praised him in his heart, and whistled to match.Then the frown and the whistle disappeared together.

He turned his head to the boy who didn't speak: "What are you doing here in a daze? Just now, do you want me to repeat it to you?"

The boy still had a frowning look, but he still turned around and followed.

Only the little novice who followed Xie Wuling to Fufeng was left behind, and only then did he bring out small cakes from the small side room.

"Cloud cake? Where did you get it?" Xie Wuling sat on the couch, looking at the small dish in the little novice's hand.

"Senior brother Huixuan asked me to take it with me on the road, and said it was..." The little novice scratched the back of his head, thinking about Huixuan's explanation, "Ah, it's because Fufeng's cloud cake is not tasty, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it if you are too greedy. So I made it myself, and I will give you a taste."

"Nonsense. How can he do that thing that doesn't touch the sun?" Although Xie Wuling slapped his senior brother, he didn't stop his movements.Holding the warm pastry, he glanced at the little novice, still smiling: "Is Prime Minister Wang okay?"

"what?"

"Senior brother's explanation should be to let you find a chance to meet his father." Xie Wuling was still happy, lowered his head and stuffed the cloud cake into his mouth, clapped his hands, and muttered, "This cloud cake still has It's hot."

"Brother Ling, you..." Knowing too much, the little novice frowned.

Xie Wuling acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and said to himself: "Okay, senior brother knows that I have come to Fufeng, but I have strengths and weaknesses. I appreciate his kindness. If he still feels sorry, let him bring some meat. This is a vegetarian meal." I lost weight."

"Okay." After the little monk answered, he still stood there, motionless.

"Why don't you tell senior brother what are you doing standing here? I'm afraid that people in this mansion won't see your face clearly?"

"I, I, I, I have one more thing to ask my brother."

"Ok?"

"Why do I have to wait half an hour to go out, then shall I go to the teahouse and wait for you brother? Do I need to be late for another half an hour?"

"What do children know so much? You go and melt some meat for me? Then we will meet at the tea shop, don't be late." Xie Wuling deliberately frightened him, and said, "If you are later than me, I will let you go back to Zhaoxing tomorrow go."

After hearing this, the little novice immediately put the plate of cloud cake on the table, went back to the ear room, and disappeared.

"Oh, if only I had learned some boxing skills in the first place, it would be fine."

Xie Wuling touched another cloud cake and put it in his mouth, then got up and walked slowly outside the mansion.