Watch the sea

After a nap, no matter what, Su Lang let go of Xinghui and asked with a smile, "Did you have a plate of vinegar for lunch?"

Xinghui was kissed by him until his heart and body softened into spring water, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and his lips were as bright as rouge. He quickly slid out of Su Lang's arms, and put himself on the brocade bed. I was buried in the bed and didn't speak.

Su Lang caught him out, held him in his arms, and asked again in a low voice: "Is it sweet now? Is it still sour?"

Xinghui blushed badly, closed his eyes tightly, and still didn't answer.

Su Lang intentionally smiled in his ear: "Looks like I have to give him another bite." Saying that, he made a gesture to kiss him again.

Xinghui knew that he couldn't escape, so he quickly opened his eyes, turned his face away, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Sweet."

"what?"

"Sweet, sweet, not sour."

Su Lang's eyes were full of smiles, fearing that his young master would be overwhelmed, he explained to him again: "Xiao Su and his family are family friends, and I really thought about getting married before, but I always want to be happy with each other. The young lady has not even met face to face a few times, let alone a marriage contract, but Xiao Shishu came from Guangling, so she happened to be there this time."

Xinghui's eyes drifted, and he said in a half-truth, "Who asked you to explain."

"If I don't make it clear, do you still have dumplings at night?"

"I do not……"

Before I could finish the rest of the sentence, I heard the doorman outside suddenly greet me outside.

Su Lang got up and straightened his clothes, and after going out for a while, he came back with a post in his hand. Xing Hui asked, and Su Lang threw the post on the table: "Master Zhou Lingzhou, the prefect of Jindu, draws a boat at four o'clock tonight. Feast."

"week?"

Su Lang nodded: "It's the Zhou you were thinking of. He is a branch of the Dingkang Zhou Clan. Zhou Min, the son of Dingguo Gong, came to Jindu and said he wanted to pay a visit to you and get together with me."

He squinted his eyes, remembering that today's lunch was over, when Xiao Gaomin sent him out, he said something to him——

"Su Lang, let me remind you. In fact, you are well aware that there is no room for investigation of cheating in the Changzhou State Examination. I guess you and Ye Xinghui did not come to Changzhou just to investigate this. That being the case A few years ago, the Dingkang Zhou family suddenly started a Western spice business in private, and the goods came from the coast of Changzhou and crossed the Lanjiang waterway, but when they entered the port, they avoided your Yinghai."

Xiao Gaomin would not say this for no reason. Dingkang is a big city at the turn of Changwan. Waterway, Dingkang is the Zhou family's vision, not something that can be done by the emperor's will. If the Dingguo government does not let go, the Lanjiang River diversion at the turn of Changwan will not be feasible for a day.

Yinghai City has the largest open sea trading port in Kyushu, and it is also the estuary of the Lanjiang River. It is interesting to enter Changzhou by taking the Lanjiang waterway instead of entering directly from Yinghai. As Xiao Gaomin said, this is interesting.

Su Lang and Xing Hui took a rest for a while, and at the end of Shen Shi, they changed their clothes and went out.

The cold spring is expected to be cold, and it gets dark early, almost at the beginning of the unitary hour, and the night has almost enveloped the entire Jindu.

The two of them did not take a sedan chair, but walked on the long street, Su Lang held Xinghui's hand with his sleeves wide, Xinghui's fingertips were numb, and trembled slightly, but he didn't break away, letting him He held it, took two steps, and moved his fingers again and crossed them between his fingers.The fingers of the two hands clasped together, the warmth from each other came from the palms, the fingers connected to the heart, and that inch of warmth spread from the fingertips to the heart.

The long street was brightly lit, and the shadows of the two people were slantingly reflected on the ground, and they were closely together, like a pair of people written in poems, lyrics and music, singing in harmony.

At the end of the ten-mile long street in Jindu, Changzhou, there is a painting boat. It is said to be a painting boat, but it is actually a pavilion built on a boat, called "Jade House Spring". It is the most luxurious and elegant place in Jindu.

Since Zhou Ling chose to have a banquet here and handed over the invitation card, it was naturally a private banquet.

When Su Lang and Xinghui arrived at the boat, it happened to be around four o'clock in the unitary hour, and Jiangnan lyrics played and sung by a pipa girl came from the pavilion.

Zhou Ling covered up the entire upper pavilion, and it was here that the little tune I heard downstairs just now came from.As soon as the two of them stepped into the upper pavilion, Su Lang suddenly put on a cynical smile that the princes of aristocratic families often wear, and walked in slowly.

With a glance, there are many people Su Lang is familiar with at the banquet.

Xiao Gaomin, the son of Yichong Yong'an Marquis, Zhou Mincai, the son of Duke Dingkang of Dingkang, Rui Kaiji, the eldest son of Changzhou Zhoumu, and almost half of the noble sons who can be counted as names have come.

Seeing the two of them approaching, Zhou Ling quickly got up to greet them, and the young masters of Jindu who were sitting around stood up, and Zhou Mincai also nodded in greeting as a greeting, only Xiao Gaomin's gaze remained on the hands of the musicians in the arena. On the ivory lute, he tapped his fingers lightly on the table one after another, half in time with the lyrics and music.

A group of people greeted each other politely, Zhou Ling led the two of them to the two vacant seats above and sat down next to Xiao Gaomin and Zhou Mincai.

Su Lang first introduced Xinghui and Zhou Min to each other, then leaned back lazily on the chair, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his tone was somewhat familiar: "Brother Mincai, I haven't seen you for a long time, what wind has brought you here to Jindu ?”

"Isn't it just your style?" Zhou Min raised his wine cup: "Didn't I hear that you came to Jindu? Come and have a look, and take care of some private affairs at home."

Su Lang also raised his cup: "Come on, why don't you drop by to see me, I appreciate it, when will you reward me with a fan painted by yourself?"

Zhou Mincai laughed straight away when he heard the words: "I can't afford the word 'reward' as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, how can I be poor? I can draw a picture for you in these two days?"

Su Lang waved his hands and said, "Who is shabby? Just come to Changzhou with a name and Xinghui for a while. I haven't investigated the case. Governor Pei and Uncle Rui are still discussing how to interrogate people today, can't you?" He didn't call me and Xinghui, if you don't believe me, ask Brother Rui."

He pointed his hand to the opposite side, and Rui Kaiji responded with a faint smile, and Zhou Min saw that the smile on his face was somewhat real.

Xiao Gaomin suddenly opened his mouth at this moment, and jokingly said to Su Lang: "As soon as you come here, you ask someone for a fan. Are you drinking or are you in debt? You haven't been punished at the latest."

Su Lang raised his eyebrows and gave him a sideways look: "Who doesn't know that Mr. Zhou's paintings are the best in Changzhou, so why don't I ask for Xinghui as a gift? Why, Shizi doesn't listen to the pipa music, what do you want to punish me for?"

The playful smile in Xiao Gaomin's eyes became even stronger, and he only said, "Listen to the music?"

During the banquet, someone interrupted and said, "Of course the banquet will be fined!" The people around cheered and echoed a few words.

Xiao Gaomin shook his head: "No, this guy can't pour a thousand cups, so fine wine is meaningless." He turned his eyes to the field and had an idea: "I didn't hear anything good about this pipa piece. I remember that Su Lang played the piano well. , play us a tune?"

This was a bit exaggerated, but Su Lang was not annoyed, he gave Xiao Gaomin a contemptuous glance and agreed.

Xinghui knew that Su Lang could play the piano, but he had never heard of it, and this was the first time.

The waiter in the building brought a lyre, Su Lang got up and plucked the strings twice, tried a few notes, tuned the strings lightly, and then sat down to play the piano.

The melodious rhythm of the qin gurgled and flowed from his fingers, as clear as splashing jade and trembling like a dragon's chant, the noise of pushing cups and changing cups in the upper pavilion also stopped, only the gurgling sound of Guqin flowing.

The noble young masters sitting here recognized the piano music with both ears, and they all had curious expressions on their faces——

Su Lang plays "Swallows Flying Together".

Xinghui's cheeks were slightly red and hot, and he took a sip of sake to cover it up.

Xiao Gaomin glanced at Xinghui twice, raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly.

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, Zhou Min asked: "Which girl did you fall in love with? Who do you want to play for? Why don't you still think about having a drink? Let's hear it?"

A circle of young masters and buddies also began to ask questions in a hurry.

Su Lang just laughed, didn't speak, got up and walked back, when he passed by Xinghui, he gently scratched Xinghui's back with his sleeve.

Xinghui's back and heart felt itchy all of a sudden.

As soon as he was seated, Su Lang raised his chin to Xiao Gaomin, and pointed in Qin's direction: "It's your turn."

Xinghui didn't expect that Xiao Gaomin didn't refuse, got up and played calmly.

Su Lang tilted his head towards Xinghui, and explained to him in a low voice: "Don't look at this man's mouth, but there is nothing he is not good at."

Xinghui glanced at the field, and said in a low voice, "He's not as good at playing as you."

Su Lang smiled, and quietly hooked Gou Xinghui's little finger under the table.

A banquet was not finished until the end of Xu hour, and Zhou Min sent off Su Lang and Xinghui when the banquet was over.

Before leaving, Su Lang asked with a smile: "Brother Mincai's fragrance is quite special, what new fragrance is it?"

Zhou Mincai remained expressionless, and said casually, "My family adjusted it casually, using some novelties from the Western side. Would you like to send you some along with the fan noodles?"

Su Lang waved his hand: "No, I don't like to use this, I just haven't heard of it, I'm just curious."

Xiao Gaomin happened to be at the side, and said, "Then give me some, I like it."

Zhou Min gave them a blank look: "You two are here to search for me today, you want fan noodles and incense."

"Don't forget, I'm going back to Yichong in two days." Xiao Gaomin added another sentence as if he didn't hear him complain.

"Don't forget my fan, and the inscription."

Zhou Mincai raised his foot and made a gesture to kick them both out.

It was dark when they got out of the painting boat, Zhou Ling saw that they didn't come in a carriage, so he sent them a carriage from Zhou's residence.

The carriage drove forward steadily along the street, Xinghui sat in the carriage half leaning on Su Lang, squinted his eyes and whispered: "I'm not full."

"what?"

Xinghui lowered his eyes, a blush appeared on his face: "I'm not full."

Su Lang turned his head and looked at him: "Me too, let's have some supper when we go back."

Xinghui nodded in agreement.

On a cold night in the early spring, Su Lang put down the hand stove, half embraced Xinghui, with a smile in his eyes: "Now let's eat something else, can I give you another bite?"

Xinghui's face suddenly became hot, and he turned his head away with a blushing face, his voice was so small that he could hardly hear it: "No."

"Okay then." Su Lang seemed a little regretful, paused and said, "Then let the creditor collect some interest."

As soon as the voice fell, he kissed her.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the road to the garden is still long.

The author says:

Why Xinghui will be eaten to death by Su Lang, I obviously didn't arrange it like this before!