Ning Gu

The garden was so quiet that even the eaves birds were ashamed to make any noise.

Xie Wuling didn't hear that Guzang Lord had been waiting for him for a long time, so he didn't care about this little change in the garden, he was in a hurry.

The robe was held back by the wind of the spring night, but it couldn't hold back Xie Wuling's footsteps.

Dressed in moonlight, he pushed open the door of Fatan's small courtyard, but no one was seen.The apricot tree in the yard took advantage of the warmer weather in the past few days and started to put forth new buds one after another.Zhao Zuo talked to him about it the day before yesterday, and watched it under the tree for a while before entering the house.It should be said that he likes this tree flower very much, but whether he likes this tree flower or a certain night under this tree, Zhao Zuo himself is not quite sure.

Today the whole yard is very quiet, and there is not even a shadow of candlelight in the house.If he hadn't said that Zhao Zuo was waiting for him at Fatan, he would have thought that there was no one here.

His pace slowed down, he crossed the courtyard, pushed open the door of the room facing the courtyard door, and called out, "Cong Shanlang?"

Facing the darkness in the room, Xie Wuling remembered that he forgot to turn on the lamp in a hurry just now, he looked around with the moonlight shining into the room, but he didn't see anyone.

Turning back to push the door of the other room, the door of the painting hall on the right opened.He turned around and saw the man standing inside the door, looking at him with his hands behind his back, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He also raised his eyebrows and suppressed the joy in his heart, but he didn't suppress his steps, and walked towards Zhao Zuo in two or three steps.

"Today is not the fifteenth day, why did Cong Shanlang come here?" Xie Wuling approached and asked.

Zhao Zuo entered Chongque in the morning, saying that he was going to find Emperor Hui to talk about going to the northwest, and it was such a new year, so he knew that Zhao Zuo should have a banquet with his brothers and sisters in Chongque at this time.

But now this person is waiting for him to return in Juheng, how can he not like it, how can he suppress the deep affection in his heart.

When Zhao Zuo approached, the joy on his face faded, and his brows were also frowned, but he didn't ask anything, he just turned back into the painting hall, and used flint to light up a lantern in the hall.

"Come to accompany the little gentleman to enjoy the lantern, but I don't want the little gentleman to have another banquet." Zhao Zuo's face illuminated by the flickering candle was stern, Xie Wuling felt ashamed when he saw it, and he didn't have time to appreciate the lantern in the future. All my thoughts were on Zhao Zuo.

He walked to Zhao Zuo's side, feeling a little at a loss for a while.He is a person who is used to Guangfeng Jiyue, and he doesn't know how to dissipate the sudden sadness between Zhao Zuo's brows.

He thought of the simplest way, raised his hand to touch the center of Zhao Zuo's eyebrows, raised his eyebrows for him, and said softly, "Brother Zuo, have you been waiting for a long time? How about Ping Zhi making an apology?"

Zhao Zuo frowned even more when he approached, and glanced around, until Xie Wuling's hand touched the center of his brow, then raised his eyes to look at him.But it was just a look, except for the darkening of the eyes, there was no other movement, and there was no lingering affection on New Year's Eve.

Xie Wuling's eyes hesitated, and his heart was pounding.Zhao Zuo didn't let him go down the stairs, so that his love for the moon and the moon diffused with the moonlight before the spring breeze.

In the end, Zhao Zuo broke the stalemate, he raised his hand and brushed Xie Wuling's hand away: "Xiao Mister is busy today, there is no need for the word 'apology', Zhao Congshan is the one who bothered you."

These words widened the distance between the two, and Zhao Zuo took half a step back, like a basin of cold water pouring on the peach blossom tree that had just sparked, defeating all kinds of amorous feelings and thoughts.

Xie Wuling looked for Zhao Zuo's eyes, wanted to meet his gaze, wanted to explore what was hidden in this man's heart.

Zhao Zuo dodged, turned around and was about to run away.

Xie Wuling froze in place, this was probably the first time Zhao Congshan treated others like this.

He watched Zhao Zuo stepping away from the door, and deliberately said aggressively: "Pingzhi dare not accept the words of Mr. Cong Shan. The left is only for a lantern. Why did Mr. Cong go around half the garden? Fa Tan walked around?"

Zhao Zuo stopped and looked back at him. He saw Xie Wuling's hand covering the lantern. The lantern was unremarkable, not even comparable to those made by small vendors on the outer avenue.

He learned the lantern from Concubine Zhen, the men's hands are naturally not as dexterous as Changle and the others, and the things they make are not flattering, but he wants to use this unflattering thing to make a fool of himself.

He had seen Xie Wuling being humiliated by Zhao Xiu, and he had guessed what Xie Wuling suffered in Binzhou; this man, who was covered in bruises all over his body, had lived a glorious life, he couldn't help feeling compassionate, It also made him couldn't help wanting to take a look, and coaxing the person in front of him to smile like a spring breeze.

But with this thought, he actually had to wait for this person for several hours, and asked him to wait for this smell of makeup.

"I don't know why Mr. Xiao wants to let Yingying and Yanyan go back to this garden on such a good night. With this body smell, I am not afraid of polluting the cleanliness of this garden."

After Zhao Zuo finished speaking, he lifted his robe and walked away from the garden, not even leaving a chance for Xie Wuling to explain.

He, Zhao Congshan, only took it as a thought and fed that dog, and all the amorous feelings changed this good day into barking a few times.

In the next few days, Zhao Zuo didn't give Xie Wuling any good looks.On the contrary, Xie Wuling threw the green shirt that smelled of powder to Jiumu and asked him to burn it quickly.

The next day, I asked the tailor to deliver new robes, and made two for Xianzhi.

Of course, Xianzhi's life in the past two days has not been easy. He always feels that there is a gap between his father and his master. , and only the master was left, making tea under the tree.

But the only good thing is that he has two more new clothes.In line with the principle of taking short hands, Xianzhi gritted his teeth and suppressed his curiosity, and only wandered around in front of Xie Wuling every day, never asking too many questions.

"Master, I heard that there is a banquet today, do you take Xianzhi?"

Xie Wuling's hands paused while making the tea, and the one who had only come into the yard after recruiting died, and asked him to send the envelope prepared in the painting hall to Shen Changxie, saying that today's trivial matters bothered him and he was too busy to spare.

After some instructions, he responded to Xian Zhidao: "I won't go. You won't go either."

Xianzhi looked at Xie Wuling with a little dejection, he had heard Aunt Yuanhua say that there were many rare gadgets on display at the banquet a few days ago, and he could buy the ones he likes, but his master said he would not be able to go at that time.

In his heart, he wanted to see the world, so he went to have a look, but his master didn't seem to be as interested as Aunt Yuanhua expected.

"Since you are in a hurry, take a look at this book, and I will test you tomorrow." Seeing his appearance, Xie Wuling made up his mind, threw the history book behind him to him, and ordered him seriously.

Xianzhi's depression turned into sadness in an instant, he didn't expect that he not only failed to attend the banquet, but also took on new homework.He muttered, and said miserably: "Master, Dad just punished Xianzhi for copying books yesterday."

"What are you punished for copying?" Xie Wuling took the empty tea cup and asked him pretending to be calm.

"The three precepts of a gentleman, when you are young, your blood is not stable, the precepts are in your lust..." Xian Zhi recited it without blinking his eyes, and Xie Wuling didn't know how to hold it. Xie Wuling raised his hand and interrupted him.

He guessed that Zhao Zuo's anger must have dissipated for doing this, and he deliberately wanted Xianzhi to be the microphone, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he drove away the cold expression on his face just now.

"Here, break a branch of that flower," Xie Wuling lifted his chin, signaled his admiration, and continued, "Give it to your father, and ask him about the new flowers in the garden, can you enjoy the spring with wine?" Then this book will not test you tomorrow."

Xian Zhi hurriedly waved his hands and said nervously, "That's not good, that's not good."

"Huh?" Xie Wuling looked up at Xianzhi, waiting for him to continue asking why not.

"Daddy is too busy, Xianzhi seldom sees Daddy. What if..."

"Then I'll take your exam tomorrow." Xie Wuling said looking at Xianzhi without hesitation, but seeing that Xianzhi's eyebrows were about to be knit together, he kindly shared a cup of Shoumei for Xianzhi.

Xianzhi took the tea and drank it in one gulp as before, as if he found something different, he licked the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"Is it good?" Xie Wuling raised his eyes and asked.

"Yeah." Xianzhi nodded quickly, he likes sweet food, earlier Xie Wuling made slightly bitter tea, he only drank it as bitter water, today it is the same, he drank it in one gulp.But there was always a sweetness in the half cup of tea just now, which made him want to ask for another cup.

With a shy face, he approached, took a teaspoon and added another cup, and said to Xie Wuling: "By the way, Auntie said that Daddy might be going away again. Is that so, Master?"

"I can always see it. I can write letters normally. I really think about it..." Xie Wuling responded, trembling inadvertently with the hand holding the teacup, and muttered to himself: "You can go and find out, you should .”

Zhao Zuo's going to the northwest was all arranged by him. Today in the hall, Emperor Hui also allowed Zhao Zuo to leave Fufeng to go to the northwest.

Now that he really talked about Zhao Zuo's going to the northwest, he couldn't help but feel reluctant. What's more, since the Lantern Festival to now, he hasn't spoken to Zhao Zuo. Take a look at the man in the hall from a distance.

When he was closest to him, it was when Emperor Hui stayed with him, and he could meet Zhao Zuo once or twice, but every time he didn't say a word, Zhao Zuo had already walked away quickly, as if he was determined not to. Just ignore him.

Xianzhi accepted the errand to bring a message to Xie Wuling, and waited for Zhao Zuo to return at the mansion at noon, and brought a message to Zhao Zuo, the dark clouds in Zhao Zuo's eyes suddenly dispersed most of the time when he heard Xianzhi's message , he nodded in agreement, and asked how Xianzhi's copy was going.

Counting the one hundred and eighty times that Xianzhi copied yesterday, it is still one hundred and eighty times away from what Zhao Zuo said.His eyeballs kept rolling, thinking about what reason to find.

Such a clever appearance made Zhao Zuo's face serious.

"Is your master pampering you too much?" After saying that, he carried him to the study room, and asked Xianzhi to take out all his previous Fu, provoking thorns one after another.

After all, it is nothing more than generalizing here and taking out of context.

Xian Zhiben tilted his head nonchalantly, listening to his father scolding him, after a while, he found that his father was really angry, his face was full of grievances, and his eyes were filled with tears.

For the first time in this year, he saw Zhao Zuo in such an awe-inspiring manner.It was he who stood there, staring at Xianzhi without saying a word, which made Xianzhi tremble all over.

Seeing that Zhao Zuo's eyebrows were about to rise, Xianzhi thought, it would be great if the master was here. Obviously, the master also read these Fu, and never said such serious words.

"Zhao Xianzhi."

Xian Zhi regained his composure and pursed his lips, bowed his head and ran to Zhao Zuo with small steps, and timidly called out: "Daddy."

"Being a father is not extravagant, but you should always remember what your last name is." The stern look in Zhao Zuo's eyes was gradually replaced by some affection that he couldn't understand at the moment, maybe it was worry, maybe it was his father's kindness...

In fact, Zhao Zuo wanted to say this to Xianzhi long ago, but he didn't find the right time.

He, Zhao Zuo, could see clearly the warmth and coldness of people in Chongque, whether it was Fengxiang or Changle, there would be times when they would be too busy to take care of themselves in the future, so let alone protecting Xianzhi, besides, Xie Wuling and himself could protect him. How long can you protect him if you are envious?

He wants to make up for the guilt he felt towards Xianzhi when he was young, but he wants Xianzhi to live until he spreads his wings.

Xianzhi was stunned for a while in front of Zhao Zuo, and then nodded.Zhao Zuo didn't want to continue to embarrass him, let alone his copying of the books, and returned those poems to him, and then he was about to leave.

The footsteps of leaving paused slightly, and when he looked back, he still did not forget to turn his head and remind him: "I have to go out for a few months tomorrow, and you will follow your master, don't forget the etiquette."

Xianzhi seemed to be still immersed in the matter just now, holding in his arms the Fu that Zhao Zuo criticized as worthless, he nodded blankly.

Xie Wuling in the garden didn't know that his precious apprentice was being scolded by his biological father, so he played a chess game just because he had nothing to do.

Fang Zhizi placed the order, and when he heard it, he spread the word that Princess Fengxiang's carriage had parked outside the garden.Xie Wuling was nothing more than a son, put on his shoes and went to meet him.

Feng Xiang, dressed in casual clothes, stood at Fatan, looked around, saw the chessboard that was just starting, said he sat down, and wanted to play a game with Xie Wuling to kill time.

Although Xie Wuling got a little close to the person in front of him because of Xianzhi, he still couldn't figure out her mind, so he sat down to play chess according to her intention.

"Today's old painting from the previous dynasty must have been copied by Ping Zhi."

The two of you came and went, and after exchanging greetings, Feng Xiang got to the point.Xie Wuling was not in a hurry, his eyes fell on the chessboard, and he answered Feng Xiang's words.

"Feng Xiang has good eyesight."

Xie Wuling had heard Xuancheng mentioned at a certain family banquet earlier that this "Sister Hua" liked his Fu and fine brushwork the most, and she kept many of them in the house in the early years.

At first Xie Wuling didn't take it seriously, but after getting in touch these days, he realized that what Xuancheng said was true.

So when he put the old painting in Shen Changxie's place that day, Xie Wuling thought that the only variable in this game was Fengxiang.

But before Fengxiang came to the garden, Shen Changxie didn't let anyone tell him that something went wrong, thinking that Fengxiang's variable could be eliminated, he generously admitted what she asked.

Feng Xiang placed a piece on the "eye" in the game, and said with a half-smile: "Ping is very kind. It's just..." Feng Xiang raised his hand to pick up the piece, placed it on the side of the chessboard, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that greed is not enough for snakes to swallow?" elephant?"

Xie Wuling also raised his eyes to meet Feng Xiang's gaze, raised his eyebrows indifferently, and said softly: "I'm afraid." He raised his hand and landed next to Feng Xiang's son, pretending that he was only greedy for that sunspot, and said, "But... Hearing that Fengxiang won Emperor Hui's order to walk on the Yushitai, Pingzhi didn't prepare any gifts to celebrate, so he thought about giving away this game of chess."

Feng Xiang followed his words, his eyes were crescent-shaped, and he made the last move, winning the game.

"Mr. Xiao wants me to share this cup of tea?"

"It's more than a cup of tea." Xie Wuling turned around and took one from a plate of lychees, handed it to Fengxiang, and asked, "Princess Fengxiang, don't you want to try it? Xianzhi sent it to me today."

"Then let's try it." Fengxiang heard him mention Xianzhi, so he naturally understood what he meant, and while answering the words, he raised his hand to take the lychee, wanting to eat it, "I remember it."

Unexpectedly, the voice fell, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

The gold is falling to the west, and the gold is sprinkled on the hair crown of the person who pushed the door, the familiar black robe, and the familiar face that is getting colder.

Standing beside Zhao Zuo, Xianzhi couldn't help trembling while holding Zhao Zuo's hand. The stagnant atmosphere made him think that he had done something wrong again.

Zhao Zuo asked Xianzhi to go to the garden with him just before dinner, saying that he had to taste new flowers and wine before leaving.But I don't want to enjoy the spring wine with full of anticipation, but when I come to Fatan, I will become a talented loser, and a beautiful woman laughs and eats fruit.

Zhao Zuo let go of Xianzhi's hand, and was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves, but Xianzhi also turned around and followed him, and even glanced at his master before leaving.

Seeing that Zhao Zuo had left, Xie Wuling also closed his eyes, got up and saluted Feng Xiang.

Seeing this, Feng Xiang added: "I should return to Chongque, so as not to embarrass my father and embarrass my father. Pingzhi doesn't have to accompany me anymore."

Xie Wuling glanced at her gratefully, and chased her out in two or three steps, seeing that Jiumu was staying outside the courtyard, he ordered Jiumu to send Fengxiang away from the garden, and then followed Xianzhi's footsteps to find someone.

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