Walking with Cats [Quick Transmigration]

When winter passed, Zhang Yuliang completed the revision of Emperor Shi Ming's volume, and the storybook "Jianghu Night Rain" written for Cheng Dan also reached the final stage.

As for Cheng Dan, after soaking in books and delicacies for a winter, the most obvious change in him is that he has gained ten catties, and this ten catties of meat is concentrated on his face. Long meat.

On the other hand, Zhang Yuliang obviously eats more than him and sits still for a longer time than him, but his weight remains stable in the normal thinner range, which is particularly annoying.

"Why don't you gain weight?" Cheng Dan angrily stretched out his hand to pinch his face, what he touched was soft and smooth skin, but no flesh.

After pinching Zhang Yuliang, pinch herself again, her hands are full of flesh.

Seeing his frustrated expression, Zhang Yuliang smiled and rubbed his hair and said, "Okay, you're not fat, you're just... fluffy, yes, fluffy."

Cheng Dan looked down at the rabbit fur scarf around his neck, sighed, and reluctantly accepted this comforting sentence that sounded fake.

Fortunately, the fat he raised in winter disappeared by himself in the beginning of spring, and his fleshy face also turned into a slightly round oval face under the bombardment of Penge's vegetarian dishes.Cheng Dan heaved a sigh of relief, but Zhang Yuliang was a little disappointed, because the grip was not as good as before.

The spring day is just right, and the peach blossoms on the outskirts of the imperial capital are blooming all over the mountains and plains. Looking from a distance, they look like brilliant and burning clouds.More and more gifted men and beautiful women met to enjoy the flowers, walking in twos and threes on the mountain road, or reciting poems and paintings, or tasting tea and playing chess, which attracted many hawkers who found business opportunities, and there were more stalls around them, selling food Play, everything.

Cheng Dan got bored after staying at home for a whole winter, so on a fine day, he proposed to go to the countryside for a spring outing in the peach groves.Zhang Yuliang also had this intention, so naturally he agreed happily, took Pengge and Fuziyuan as companions, and the group of four set off for Taolin in the morning.

It was still early at that time, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and the stalls outside the forest had not yet been set up.The peach forest is quiet, only occasionally one or two birdsong can be heard among the flowers and leaves, which complements the flowers on the branches and the sound of water in the forest.

The peach grove was so big that it would take a day or two to visit it all, so the few people didn't go deep. They just found a pavilion at the edge and sat down, eating snacks made by Penge and drinking Zhang Yu's wine. Cold brewed tea, in the tranquil fragrance of flowers, empty out the miscellaneous thoughts in my heart.

Besides refreshments, they each brought something else.

Fu Ziyuan brought chess sets, and wanted to play against Cheng Dan.The two are quite equal in strength, and they win and lose each other. They can not only enjoy playing chess, but also exercise their chess skills, so they both like playing chess with each other.

Peng Ge brought embroidery stretchers and new embroidery samples, and wanted to embroider a kang screen for Cheng Dan.Recently, she has collected a lot of fresh patterns from nowhere. Apart from cooking, she is addicted to embroidery every day, unable to extricate herself.

Zhang Yuliang brought painting tools, including pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and colored brushes and colored inks filled the upper half of the table densely.

He flattened the paper, first sketched the lines of the peach grove and pavilion with a fine brush, and then used red color ink to dye the paper with red clouds deeply and lightly. .

Under the peach grove is a pavilion. In the pavilion there is a chessboard, an embroidery frame, and a piece of drawing paper. There is no one there, but there are people. Silence is better than sound.There are no quiet characters on the paper, but there is silence in the forest.

The four of them went about their own business, so quiet that only the rustling of the wind could be heard.Until Cheng Dan wins, Zhang Yuliang writes, Peng Ge finishes the embroidery, and the sound of relaxed and happy conversation resounds in the forest.

Years are like running water, and the spring is getting old in a blink of an eye. The greenery of midsummer grows freshly from the branches, corners, and window sills, and inadvertently grows into a vibrant shade, echoing in the wind with the ethereal sound of water and rain.

The sunlight slanted along the window sill into a golden waterfall, and saw Cheng Dan's lazy figure on the couch, holding a book and reading intently, like a koi dozing under the lotus leaves.

He is an orange cat, so there seems to be no problem in terms of color.

What Cheng Dan read was the suspenseful storybook "Night Rain in the Rivers and Lakes" that had just been completed.

Zhang Yuliang adopted Cheng Dan's suggestion and divided the book into three parts, A, B, and C. Each part has two volumes, and each volume contains a small case. The title is thrilling to the viewer, and the plot and structure alone are close to the level of a mature vernacular novel.

Writing a storybook is not as complicated as compiling a history book. It requires the collection of historical materials and rigorous textual research. The storybook is like literary and artistic works such as novels and operas. Whether it can be written well depends on individual talent and experience.Zhang Yuliang is not lacking in these two things, so what he wrote is a masterpiece, and the time it takes is not very long in comparison.

This storybook has been printed and published by Qingli Bookstore, and the second and third editions have been bought shortly after the first and second volumes came out.As the only reader who followed along all the way, Cheng Dan got the original manuscript and is now happily reading the final volume. It would be great to be the boyfriend of a master writer!

Sitting up straight with his back against the pillow, Cheng Dan stared at the book intently, waiting for the protagonist to reveal the final truth.When he saw the exciting part, his heart was in mid-air, a hand suddenly reached out of the window and patted his shoulder, scaring him almost to throw the book out.

Looking up, it was Zhang Yuliang.

Zhang Yuliang put one hand on the window sill, the golden sun was splashing behind him, the brilliance of the emerald hairpin in his hair flowed unstoppably, which made his face a bit blurred, his eyes were like an ancient well full of moonlight, clear and clear With a gentle smile.

"You scared me to death!" Cheng Dan covered his beating heart and gave him an annoyed look.

"Haven't read it yet?" Zhang Yuliang smiled slightly, folded his five fingers together and opened them like a magic trick, and there was a paper bag on the hand stretched out in front of him, "Here, what you've been talking about."

Cheng Dan tilted his head, his face and eyes were round, his hair was fluffy and scattered around him, looking fluffy, like a humanoid orange cat.

He took the paper bag and opened it, revealing a dozen or so golden candied fruit inside, which was exactly the kind Zhang Yuliang gave him when he drank the medicine before.

Zhang Yuliang personally tested the delicious candied fruit, which is also a delicacy not to be missed by Cheng Dan. After eating that time, although Zhang Yuliang gave him the rest of the candied fruit, he still thought that he couldn't eat enough, and fell asleep at night Think about it all.

I remember that one night, Zhang Yuliang hugged the sleeping Cheng Dan, and was about to lean over to steal a kiss, but Cheng Dan suddenly slapped him on the face, muttered "candied fruit", turned over and continued to sleep.

Zhang Yuliang, who was dazed by the photograph:? ? ?

When the black question mark is over, it is helpless.

This happened after Cheng Dan fell asleep. He himself knew nothing about it, and Zhang Yuliang didn't tell him about it, but just kept it in his heart.When he had the opportunity to enter the palace, he immediately asked the imperial chef for a candied fruit.

Cheng Dan's lacquer-like black eyes lit up in surprise: "Candied fruit? Have you entered the palace?"

"Your Majesty's draft today, Pengge and I went to the palace for a meal, but we didn't call you when we saw you were reading." Zhang Yuliang gave an answer that seemed to have no logical connection, "I took a lot, but in order not to You have a toothache from eating too much greedy, so I will give you these first today."

"Uh-huh!"

Cheng Dan nodded vigorously, did not ask for more, but happily threw one into his mouth, and fed another to Zhang Yuliang.

Zhang Yuliang smiled at him for a moment with a candied fruit in his mouth, then suddenly remembered something, he smiled and said: "Tuantuan, a guest will come over later, please give him something for me, I don't want to see him."

Cheng Dan blinked suspiciously: "Why?"

A dark look flickered in Zhang Yuliang's eyes, and he lowered his head without looking at him: "Just send it for me."

His tone has never been so low, like a wild goose flying low on the clouds in autumn, with a calm expression, but an indescribable sadness.

Cheng Dan didn't like him like this, so he picked out the biggest candied fruit in the paper bag and stuffed it into his mouth, imitating how he usually coaxed himself and said, "Okay, okay, isn't it just a gift? I'll help you That's it."

"Well, thank you Tuantuan." Zhang Yuliang smiled again.

In the afternoon, sure enough, a visitor came to visit.

Zhang Yuliang and Peng Ge were not there. When Cheng Dan got up to greet him with the wooden box Zhang Yuliang gave him, he saw a person walking through the verdant vegetation in front of the court and walking into the hall with fallen flowers in late spring. At that moment, it seemed as if the breeze and the moon had fallen between his eyebrows.

It seems that a blessing came to his heart, or a ray of remnants left in his heart suddenly rushed to his heart, a few fragmentary and blurred images suddenly flashed in Cheng Dan's mind, the fourth son who had never met him but lived in his heart It flickered and melted like falling snow, and this person was the flame that made him melt.

Cheng Dan blurted out: "You are..."

"I am Qianqingxue." The man saluted, his cuffs slid down to his wrists to reveal a few scratches, and his gestures were cold and alienated, "I am here to retrieve the treasure that was deposited with the sixth son three years ago. thing."

Qianqingxue, his appearance and demeanor really looked like heaps of snow, and he was so cold to the bottom of his heart at a glance.

Cheng Dan recovered from his inexplicable trance, and handed out the wooden box that he had been caressing for a long time with both hands: "Here you are."

"Thank you." Qian Qingxue took the box, opened it and looked at it, her indifferent expression froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure, "Isn't the sixth son at the house?"

Hearing this, Cheng Dan originally wanted to find an excuse to evade it, but seeing his indifferent face, he felt angry for some reason, and said frankly: "He said he didn't want to see you."

As soon as the words came out, Cheng Dan was stunned, but Qian Qingxue seemed to have expected it, and said with a light smile: "Sixth Young Master has a true temperament, and the people around him should also have such a true temperament."

After finishing speaking, he said "Farewell" before turning around and leaving without hesitation.

Cheng Dan chased a few steps subconsciously, stared at his back and asked: "You!...Do you know Zhang Luochu?"

Qianqingxue didn't answer, he walked very quickly, his figure disappeared from Cheng Dan's sight in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Dan stared blankly at the direction he left, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If he didn't answer, let's treat it as if he didn't know each other.

With this thought, Cheng Dan laughed at himself for deceiving himself.Although there are only sporadic fragments of this person in the memory he inherited from Zhang Luochu's cat, everything that should be revealed has been revealed.

The glass of poisoned wine that Zhang Luochu drank was brought to him by this person himself.

The scratch on this man's wrist was made by that cat when he and Zhang Luochu hugged each other.

No wonder Zhang Yuliang didn't want to see him.

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