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In the evening, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the streets were sparsely populated.With his hands in his sleeves, Ding Lu walked alone against the slanting wind and drizzle.The weather was exactly the same as when he saw An Yi for the first time, and he was so annoyed that he spat at the corner of the wall quite a bit.Ever since he saw An Yi for the first time, he knew that An Yi was a particularly troubled person.Today passed in a daze, and there were only four days left before An Yi's sentence.

"It's your own fault, why don't you die!" He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to crush the stones on the road with his toes, sucked his nose hard, and said to himself, "Since you know your fate, the son of a son of a bitch in the past was the one who allowed you to die!" The oath of 'asking for the same year, same month, same day'. Everyone has his own way, and we will not accompany you."

At the end of that spring, Lucheng was rainy and rainy, and the streets were full of puddles. People who listened to books on weekdays were curled up at home, and the small teahouse where he stopped was cooled down.The water droplets in the air soaked his books, and the handwriting was blurred, and they could not be sold for a good price. For half a month, he did not earn a penny.

It was late, and he packed his clothes and went home. When he stepped out of the teahouse, he saw a frail young man standing under the eaves of the opposite corridor, holding a big book basket, looking at him happily. His decent, humble and respectful attitude can barely be called a literati.

He glanced coldly, turned a blind eye and left with an umbrella.The seats in the teahouse cost only a penny, and he couldn't afford to pay a penny. Standing under the eaves and listening, he didn't even bother to take a second look at his poor appearance.His mother often said that on the way home on a rainy evening, it is easy to run into evil spirits.Sure enough.

After walking 500 meters, he slowed down and felt a burst of pride.The mountains are green, the water is blue, and the mountains and rivers are looking for a bosom friend.

"Interesting." He smiled slightly, if that person followed, he wouldn't mind being a pair of poor ghosts with that person.

He turned around sharply, startling the people behind him.On a rainy day, the road was slippery, and the man sat down on the puddle, splashing sewage all over his face.

He walked over, looked carefully for a moment, knelt down and asked, "When did you start spying on me?"

The man quickly shook his head: "It's not peeping, it's looking up. It's been a year."

"Looking up?" He burst out laughing, "Who would look up to a low-level book writer like me, but there are quite a few people who ask me to borrow books, and I have never seen you so shy. Young people, there is nothing wrong with that." It’s easy to ask, if you want to borrow it, I will naturally—not give it.”

"Exactly, I'm not a good painter either." The man frantically found a tightly wrapped picture album from the book basket and handed it to him, "I'm not talented, read Mr. Yin Yang's Essence I have a feeling for "Grand View", and drew a set of secret drama pictures to match, please accept it."

The two moved to the gazebo beside them.While staring at the man's "wretched" appearance, he hesitated to open the album, but was dumbfounded.Not to mention the superb painting skills, the characters are exactly as he imagined, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming but not bewitching, every frown, smile, and gesture are all in line with his wishes.He felt that the person in front of him understood him.

Acquaintances are all over the world, and how many people can know each other well.His little yellow book of narcissistic self-admiration seemed to have gained some meaning.

He almost cried with joy, suppressed it, and said coldly: "I accept it, what's your name."

The man stood up excitedly, straightened his messy clothes, bowed respectfully and said: "Xiaosheng Anyi, from Ru County, Xizhou."

He joked: "Isn't it the famous 'a flower in the deer'? How old is it?"

A flower in Ludu is the nickname Chen You gave An Yi.During the Lantern Festival that year, the Taichang Temple organized a palace banquet. Yu Yuan, that dead girl, grew up exactly like his brother, not to mention being fat and fat, what kind of dance is not good, but she wants to imitate the Han Palace Feiyan as a palm dance , In order to show the lightness of the body, men are not allowed to act as supporters.If her figure was supported by women, wouldn't she be able to attract countless women to bow down?Helpless, the steward of Taichang Temple had no choice but to choose a "petite" man pretending to be a dancer, and An Yi's always small and exquisite figure bore the brunt of it, so he became the best candidate.As a result, she put on a dance skirt, painted female makeup, smiled charmingly, and the six palaces of Fendai were dull, and her beauty overwhelmed Yu Yuan, hence the name "a flower in the capital of deer".

An Yi will never forget that banquet. He is like a stele carrying a stele. Not only did he suffer from internal injuries, but he also left an indelible shadow in his heart.That dance was strictly defined by Taichang Temple, so it couldn't be called "Palm Dance", and it couldn't go against Yu Yuan's wishes, so it was called "Horse Stepping on Flying Swallow".

"Just kidding, I'm eighteen this year."

"That's two years younger than me, don't call me Mr., just call me by my first name." He thought with his ears buzzing, as if his old mother was sending voices across thousands of miles, constantly talking about this is not a good person, this is not a good person...

He slapped the echo back with a slap, leaned on An Yi's shoulder generously, and said enthusiastically: "I know a girl from Yihong Courtyard. She sings beautifully with a small voice, and she can also play the pipa first-rate. I welcome you to see her." experience!"

"Very good!"

"Look at you memorizing such a big basket of books. Your studies are quite heavy. Classes are over? Where do you live?"

"I live with my adoptive father, in Chen's Mansion on West Street. It's not after school. I..." He pursed his lips, "I was expelled from the Imperial Academy, and I haven't dared to go home yet."

"Is the Imperial Academy still expelling students?"

"I didn't do well in the Ya exam, so..."

"It's okay. I have to go home eventually, but it's not in a hurry now." He groped around and only took out a penny. He stopped and said embarrassedly, "Eh... how about another day?"

An Yi hurriedly took out a small bag of broken silver: "I have it."

"How can this work? If you send me a collection of paintings, it's reciprocal. I should give you something in return. No matter how you say it, it won't work. I must pay for it."

"You should have this money." An Yi stuffed the money bag into Ding Lu's arms, looked around, leaned close to him and said with a smile, "I tell you, don't tell others. The princess had menstrual pain a while ago, the imperial doctor I can’t even take the medicine, so I made a bowl of soup for the princess according to the recipe in your book, and after she drank it, her stomach stopped, so she sent me the money.”

"You kid, you know how to borrow flowers to offer Buddha." He collected the money with peace of mind, and ordered a table of delicious dishes in Yihong Courtyard.

He said, "Since you're not going to school, have you thought about what to do?"

"Of course it's better to be a wandering wanderer like Xu Xiake, traveling all over the country and reading all kinds of customs. I will leave when I earn enough money. At present... I don't know what to do."

"I see that your paintings are pretty good, and it's not difficult to save money. It's just that your parents are here, and you don't travel far. How many years do you plan to travel abroad?"

"I don't have a mother, and my two fathers are strong and strong. They run a medicine hall and don't worry about making a living. My adoptive father is an official in the imperial court and has a salary, so I don't need to worry about it. He is in his prime, don't waste your time!"

He drank a glass of mulled wine: "I envy you, my father passed away early, and there was an old lady who was sick at home. She always wanted to go out for a while, but she couldn't get away. Forget it, talk about something happy, if you don't know what to do , follow me?"

"Okay! What do you do?"

"Simple, I write a book, you give me pictures."

"to make!"

The two talked happily over the wine, talking about everything, and returned home at three o'clock.

It's not nice to meet people!

Reminiscing, Ding Lu kicked the tree hatefully, trembling with pain, he should have run far away in the first place, more than ten blocks away from the plague god.

Suddenly, a scent of ink came from the alley, which was the smell he was most familiar with.He turned into a deep alley and found a printing workshop.He rushed in, threw a bag of silver on the case, and said ferociously: "Come on, print two copies of the inscription for me, each copy is five hundred pieces! Rush all night, and I'll have it tomorrow."

If the bosom friend is not rewarded, he will return to his old mountain in autumn.

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In the cell, the prison guard brought An Yi dinner.After only one day, he seemed to be ten years old. He raised his glass to the crescent moon outside the window, and drank the wine with an unknown amount of water, showing his vicissitudes: "I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, but I am greedy all day long."

He took out the woman's embroidered handkerchief from his bosom and covered his face, smelling the fragrance of his daughter, wanting to fall asleep quietly.

And when the eyes were closed, the mind was full of rouge.The red cloud slowly floated away, and he saw himself lying on a new bed. He couldn't see the pattern of the bedding, maybe he couldn't remember it, but he only remembered that day, the day when he changed his surname.

He pulled off the quilt to wrap himself tightly, and just recovered two points of consciousness, and fell asleep again from exhaustion.The catastrophe has already happened, and what can be saved if you are not afraid, you simply sleep until you are satisfied, and then wait for the fish.

The person behind covered his forehead, and he obediently rubbed his back, changing to a comfortable sleeping position.

The person behind leaned his chin on his shoulder and whispered softly: "You can't mess with flowers anymore."

He nodded bewilderedly.

"Whenever you go out, you must tell me."

He nodded.

The man turned him over, straightened his head, and said earnestly: "An Yi, the deal is done, we have to look at our relationship again. I want to hear you call me... Ayi? Wake up, and go to sleep again." Will it work?"

He turned around in annoyance and was pretended to be back again, avoiding him, then reluctantly opened his eyelids, looked at the person on his body, closed his eyes lazily again, and said two words indifferently: " Father."

Yu Yang was both happy and annoyed, he forced his eyelids away with his fingers, and ordered: "Read these two words upside down."

He slapped Yu Yang's face softly, and said unwillingly: "Father, father, father, father, father, father, husband..."

"I'm going to turn off the lights." Yu Yang closed the quilt for him, jumped out of bed to extinguish a few candles, and rolled back to the bed swiftly.However, after less than a moment of silence, he began to babble again, "I was wrong in the past, we get back together, can we live the rest of our lives in a down-to-earth manner?"

no response.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day? I don't know how young I am. Some things can only be seen clearly when you grow up. You have wandered farther and farther. The first time I traveled for half a year, and the second time, it was a whole year. Don't dare to think about it for the third time, don't leave, okay?"

no response.

"I will convince my mother first, and then I will convince the ministers one by one. One day, they will fulfill us. Let me think about it... and then revise a few laws, create a few games of God, and let those who oppose us have nothing to say , what do you think?"

He became inexplicably angry, straightened his waist and slapped Yu Yang, his body strength was not strong yet, but he was unambiguous, and his words were sharp in a daze. "I'm about to die, do you know! What does Your Majesty think we are? To put it nicely, it's a perfect match, but to put it bluntly, it's dirty and stealing. Besides, Wuqing is the emperor's family. What kind of status am I? A male favorite! With me Don’t you think it’s ridiculous to say these things? The fire is already burning to the brow, let me suffocate to death in a dream! If you’re drunk, just lie down quietly, what kind of drunken madness!”

Yu Yang's words were like thorns, but he didn't have the courage to bear the piercing pain.He gave Yu Yang a hard look, then turned his head and plunged into the quilt.

Yu Yang got annoyed, got out of bed and put on a big cloak, put on shoes and socks, and angrily pointed at the lump on the bed and swore: "It's been more than 20 years since the founding of the Han Dynasty, and the prosperous age of Han Wu will be ushered in, and it's been more than [-] years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty. Fang ushered in the prosperous age of Kaiyuan. For thousands of years, it has always been like this. Today, it has been [-] years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it has not yet reached the prosperous age. When I move this prosperous age ahead of time, so that the subjects of the world have to submit to me, I will use this life For your merits, trade them for your legitimate status!"

He responded mockingly: "Hey! May you stay drunk forever."

"This day is just around the corner!"

"May it last forever!"

Yu Yang immediately sat down at the table beside him and conscientiously reviewed the memorial.

Then he took a nap, then he heard the sound of arguing indistinctly, was dragged up and saw Yu Yang fainted in the arms of two eunuchs.After he was almost fully awake, he was already in Weiyang Palace, kneeling in front of the Empress Dowager.

The next thing is that.

After recalling An Yi's memories, she sat up lazily, her fists pressed against the rough wall, and the blood was rubbed out and printed on the wall.He pestered quietly like this for a long time, finally heaved a long breath, took a bundle of wormwood, tied thirty strands into one strand, and made it a month, and twelve strands into a year, he wanted to know the end of the day How many days have passed.He was terrible at arithmetic, really bad.

Suddenly someone covered his mouth and said sneakily: "Listen to me, I sent someone away. We quickly changed our clothes while there was no one there. If you escape, no one dares to stop you. You go to Chen Nan At the ferry, you will see a passenger boat with five red lanterns on it. You get on the boat and enter the sea along the canal. Go wherever you want, don’t go back to Dazhou.”

It's Meng Yuan.

An Yi was stunned for a moment: "It's wrong to be a good son-in-law, to commit crimes with me?"

"This is not a place to be reasonable." Meng Yuan didn't answer An Yi's words, and directly pulled off An Yi's clothes. "Go away, there's no time to explain."

An Yi protected her collar, looked behind Meng Yuan, and gave him a look: "It's too late."

Meng Yuan froze, swallowed her throat, and looked back resentfully, Yu Yang's personal attendant was standing behind him.

"Consort, Your Majesty invites you to drink tea."

An Yi could clearly feel that Meng Yuan's hands were trembling, and according to Meng Yuan's courage, daring to release criminals privately was already a grand event in the west of the sunrise.Live up to sharing the same bed with him in those years, and make the bed for him every day.

Meng Yuan clasped her hands nervously and stood up tremblingly: "I'm going now."

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