Ning Gu

43

But Xie Wuling has never lost, at least in Yong Guogong's game, he will definitely be the winner.

Sang Luo thought so, raised his head and raised the wine jar, and drank the last spring wine.

Spring wine, spring wine, the wine brewed in spring, tastes only in autumn. The evil causes planted a few years ago will naturally have two astringent fruits to eat by themselves in the next year.

"Brother, there is a Buddhist verse 'the sea of ​​suffering is boundless'..."

Xie Wuling's subsequent words were all interrupted by the sound of the wine jar in Sang Luo's hand falling to the ground, and Sang Luo laughed at himself twice: "Bitter sea, how can I turn back?"

Sang Luo shook his head, as if he was listening to a joke, but he was laughing at himself.

Then Sang Luo propped himself up, stepped over the broken porcelain pieces from the wine jar, staggered to Xie Wuling, took out a silver dagger from his sleeve, and held it in front of Xie Wuling, just like in front of that lone wolf, The dagger that Xie Wuling raised tremblingly looked exactly the same.

"This..." Xie Wuling hesitated when he saw it.

"It has been lost for many years. One day when I went back to the northwest, I saw it. It looked familiar, and it looked like yours, so I bought it and took it with me."

"Brother, what's the meaning of this?" Xie Wuling raised his eyes, with a bit of temptation, and also with a bit of expectation to deliberately make Sang Luo at a loss.

But Fufeng is just Fufeng, any kind of brotherhood seems to be tainted with filth, no matter how difficult it is to be as pure as before.

What Xie Wuling expected, I am afraid that he will never get it.

Sang Luo put the silver dagger beside the unopened wine jar: "Forget about the past. Don't forget the words you said in the teahouse. Now I gave you those words too."

"Replacing wine with tea, one difference and two wide."

One difference and two wide, at the beginning Xie Wuling used tea instead of wine, but today Sang Luo personally delivered the wine.Xie Wuling raised his eyes, watched the man open the door, turned and left the small courtyard, his back was three points lonely and seven points proud.

Sang Luo, back then that handsome man who let Hu Di's children bully him, but with a scimitar on his back, he didn't even blink to kill a wolf.He was always like this, doing things most inconsistent with his appearance.

The soft and weak surface hides the sharpest edge.And these fierceness are not aimed at other people, but at the softest pieces of flesh in his heart.

Hurt someone, hurt yourself.

Xie Wuling didn't know when he fell asleep and where he slept, he was in a daze until dawn, when he woke up, he was still on his bed.

What happened yesterday was probably just a big dream.Xie Wuling thought.

Xie Wuling turned over and got out of bed, took his outer shirt, opened the door with bare feet, he didn't see the broken porcelain in the wine jar, but he saw a jade crowned gentleman under the yellow leaves of the apricot tree.

That Langjun stood under the tree, as if he was counting the number of yellow leaves, and more like waiting for someone, the wind lifted his robe, and brought Xie Wuling's burning gaze.

That person has a phoenix head and a dragon posture, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. If the apricot blossoms of this tree are in bloom, he will be more like a guest among flowers, fascinating.

Only this jade crown has a branch of begonia in his hand.The extremely bright flowers really don't match this person.

Xie Wuling's eyes made his begonia suck away, and he went down the green stone steps barefoot.

"Is the king and grandson visiting today?"

"Why don't you even wear shoes?" The visitor frowned unconsciously.

"I know that coming from Shanlang, I'm naturally very excited, not as good as wearing shoes."

Zhao Zuo, as if he was used to his rhetoric, asked him to go back to the house and put on his shoes before coming out.

Xie Wuling was naturally also stubborn, he refused to go back to the house, before he could put on the outer shirt, he spread it under his feet, he stepped on it naturally, and said: "The king and grandson are also here to find peace?"

Zhao Zuo glanced helplessly, then handed Qiu Haitang to him and said: "Xianzhi wants me to bring you, saying that it matches you."

Xie Wuling's eyes brightened a bit, took the begonia, twisted a flower on the branch, pinned it to the lapel of his clothes, looked slightly at the peach blossom eyes, and said flatteringly: "How?"

"Two flowers, peach and apricot, are the best match." Zhao Zuo shook his head and commented, Xie Wuling has a beautiful appearance, and the begonia is in vain, but the peach and apricot are charming but not gorgeous, and they complement each other well.

"I don't like it either." Xie Wuling murmured softly, "I don't like lovesickness."

It turned out that when Master Miaofa was talking about flowers, he talked about this begonia, which was called Acacia, and even painted a branch as a gift to Brother Huixuan, but she only remembered one of the meanings, and the other was also a prophecy.

In addition to lovesickness, it is a lifetime of bitter love.

Xie Wuling raised his hand and took off the begonia from his lapel, and put it in front of the window together with the branch in his hand.Looking down, he saw the unopened altar of spring wine and the silver dagger under the window.

Zhao Zuo didn't turn around to pay attention to Xie Wuling, he said to himself: "Liang Zhen invited Liang Zhuo to be the residence of the Hakka government, and left Xianzhi to talk some small things together. I have nothing to do, so I went to find Mr. Xiao for a game, I wonder if it's okay?"

Xie Wuling looked at the silver dagger, shook his eyes, heard what Zhao Zuo seemed to ask, Fang came back to his senses, no matter what it was, he responded directly.

"Okay." After answering, he raised his eyes and asked, "What can I do?"

Zhao Zuo unconsciously turned his eyes to Xie Wuling, looking at the grief in his eyes, and then looked at the silver dagger in Xie Wuling's hand, a little confused.

But he didn't want to ask too many questions. He had experienced many ups and downs in the past few years. He knew the truth of asking less and talking less. If he knew more, his life would naturally pass faster than others.

"Play chess."

"Okay, don't go into the house, I'll get the chessboard." Xie Wuling did not forget to remind.

There is Liang Zhen in the front, and there is a fall in the back. He can't understand Duke Yong's suspicious temperament.

How can a person who is guarded by everyone next to his pillow last long?

Even if Liang Zhen and Sang Luo were treated like this, for people like Xie Wuling who came out of Zhaoxing, his every move was naturally watched by Duke Yong all the time.

He could put himself in danger, he was sure that Duke Yong wouldn't dare to do anything with him, but he didn't dare to let Zhao Zuo leave something to others.

If Zhao Zuo entered the house, the gossip would be made up by those little servants. Zhao Zuo couldn't afford the risk, and neither could he.

But fortunately, the mansion of Duke Yong is about to collapse, and the days when he and Zhao Zuo will work together are not far away.

I don't remember how many days it was when Duke Yong was summoned to Chongque, but seeing that Sang Luo really came to look for Xie Wuling yesterday, it seems that this is not far from success.

Xu Shi Sangluo tried his best to save that person's life, so Xie Wuling who came to look for him, even if he did, he only wanted Xie Wuling to keep that person's life.

Xie Wuling brought the chessboard, placed it on the stone table under the apricot tree, and invited him to sit down after setting it up.

"After autumn, it's time to end it." Xie Wuling Luozi followed with a sigh.

"Yeah. Long Chen," Zhao Zuo looked up at Xie Wuling, and chuckled, "Jie Lu?"

Xie Wuling heard the laughter and knew that Zhao Zuo was questioning himself.

At the beginning of the Ministry of Criminal Justice case, Xie Wuling wrote a handwritten letter to Zhao Zuo with the word "Long Chen", but Xie Wuling accepted the debt owed by the Lu family based on this case, but he did not mention it to Zhao Zuo.

Zhao Zuo's question now is naturally reasonable.

"The old man of the Lu family and I have met before, and he told me about the twists and turns. The Shen family is a family of civil servants, and Mr. Sanlang is unique. He can hold a soldier's halberd. Then the Lu family, the whole family is also indispensable."

Kuang, Shen and Lu's families have been feuding in recent years, and since they can't let one person be in charge, they can only let Zhao Zuo "close Shen" and Xie Wuling "connect Lu".But Xie Wuling didn't say this, Zhao Zuo's heart can be regarded as clear.

Xie Wuling's hand fell down, his voice was still much lower, and he complained: "The case file still has some unclear words to replace. My letters to you are only four or five characters each time. How can I explain everything in detail?"

After Zhao Zuo heard the "unclear words", he didn't add another word, but his eyes became darker.

That's why Xie Wuling played cannons.

At the beginning, the scholar insisted that the Lu family would not let go, it was a certainty, but Zhao Heng came to find Duke Yong one day, Xie Wuling twirled and sang a few verses of the singing that he had learned from the lady of Yangzhou in the courtyard, causing trouble. That Zhao Xiu and Zhao Heng.

As soon as the gavel sounded, the story that Xie Wuling collected from the Patriarch of the Lu family and Zhao Zuo became a classic excerpt on the Fufeng stage later.

Listening carefully, it is nothing more than a legendary story about a lady who had a relationship with the official son, and the scholar who failed to be reconciled, even beat him up.

Zhao Heng entered the world for the first time, so he naturally didn't believe in this twists and turns.Xie Wuling then asked him for a costume, and made an appointment for a game of betting, with a few boxes of gold leaves on the bet.

A few days later the theater robes were delivered, and that night Xie Wuling found Yuan Bao who had come out of the palace to put on makeup and put on the robes for himself.Chu Liu has a slender waist, charming eyebrows, and the brilliance in her peach blossom eyes is even more scorching.Even the young novice monk, who is not close to women, also praised Xie Wuling when he saw Xie Wuling.

Not to mention the darkening eyes of Zhao Zuo and Zhao Xiu, but Xie Wuling never saw it.

He went to the small prison with Zhao Heng again, the jailer extinguished the light, Xie Wuling held the light, and whispered "Fan Sheng", which made the scholar look back.

Xie Wuling was afraid that he would see the clues, so he didn't dare to get too close to him, and stood on the steps of the small prison, where the scholar could see.

Jiao Didi just said: "I would like to stay with you forever, and stay together until I am old and forget my sorrows..." Then she hummed a few love words that Fufeng opera singers love to hum most recently.

Pausing with a little unfamiliarity, the scholar thought it was caused by some pain, and felt a little bit of pity in his heart.

It didn't take long for the scholar to think that the actor came back to life, and he said everything he should say, what he shouldn't say, and even the feelings and grievances that were suppressed in his heart. So, but someone taught him so.

It's just that when someone asked about the person behind him, someone called Zhao Heng away, and the matter was over.

That person was the Shen family whom Zhao Zuo had ventilated in advance.

Zhao Heng left, Xie Wuling naturally didn't need to stay in prison, he naturally didn't know what happened to the scholar.

But it turned out that the scholar died in the prison of Dali Temple.

Zhao Zuo followed Xie Wuling to drop a son. Wherever he went, Zhao Zuo trapped him.

This made Xie Wuling very angry, and said straightly: "Mr. Xiao is not suitable for playing chess today, I can't play anymore!"

"Then let's not go down. It's time for Zuo to go back and treat his wife and Xianzhi."

"Hey!" Seeing Zhao Zuo getting up, Xie Wuling hurriedly called him, "Liang Zhen, why are you looking for Liang Zhuo?"

"Sister, let's talk about yourself." Zhao Zuo averted his eyes and said perfunctorily.

Seeing Zhao Zuo's attitude, Xie Wuling frowned.

Wanting to get to the bottom of the matter of the royal family, it is inconvenient to ask more questions, so he found this excuse to excuse Zhao Zuo from the bottom of his heart, then he raised his brows and said in a loud voice: "Wang Sun, go slowly."

The author has something to say: I would like to stay with you forever and forget my sorrows when I grow old

It should be the libretto in a play in Huangmei Opera. I forgot what it was...I'll check it out

The case of the Ministry of Criminal Justice mentioned here was explained in the previous chapter by Xianzhi, and here is a supplement to the unclear part.

School started recently... The primary school student author is busy making up homework... so sorry for not updating in time.