Old time light and shadow

"Tomorrow is the winter solstice."

In the military headquarters, Gu Qingjiu and Fu Qiao flipped through the documents.

Fu Qiao glanced at the calendar lightly, "It's so fast, it's eleven today."

Gu Qingjiu's right hand trembled slightly, and he sighed softly, "It's time to count to nine."

Fu Qiao looked up at the continuous rain outside the window,

"I'll send out some military pay later, so I can reward my brothers."

Gu Qingjiu nodded, Fu Qiao paid more attention to the details than him, "You can do it."

Watching the fine raindrops hit the window, forming a water mark, and then winding down the glass.Fu Qiao seemed to remember something,

"It's almost the winter solstice, and that old man Wang Chuanye hasn't left yet."

Gu Qingjiu sneered, "Nanjing didn't let him go back, how could he go?"

"I said this matter has to be resolved quickly." Fu Qiao turned his head to look at Gu Qingjiu, with a rogue-like smile on his face, "Are you still waiting for him to sing nine songs to you?"

Gu Qing didn't answer him for a long time, and only asked, "Everyone in Nanjing has made arrangements."

"It's all arranged." Fu Qiao narrowed his eyes, "It's just that Lu Guifeng is watching closely and has no chance to do anything."

Gu Qingjiu's eyes froze, "I will find an opportunity tomorrow."

"Understood!" Fu Qiao chuckled, he wanted to force it.

"No action in [-],

Walking on the ice,

Fifty-nine and a half, the ballast is scattered;

In spring, six or nine heads are beaten, and the jacket is exchanged for another cow;

Seventy-nine 63, pedestrians widen their clothes;

□Do not plow the land, just wait for three to five days;

Ninety-nine willows bloom, and nine will not come in the future. "

Early in the morning, He Sinian was reciting Jiujiuge, the winter solstice was coming.

"Brother Qing, today is the winter solstice."

Gu Qingjiu nodded, did not speak, his right hand holding the newspaper trembled slightly.

He Sinian didn't pay attention, he was so excited every New Year's day like a child,

"Brother Qing, we have to eat dumplings during the winter solstice."

Gu Qing didn't speak for a long time.

"Brother Qing, what do you guys eat during the winter solstice?"

Gu Qingjiu put down the newspaper, "If you want to eat dumplings, ask Aunt Li to make them for you. I have something to do tonight, so I won't go home for dinner."

He Sinian's originally excited face suddenly collapsed, and he managed to utter a word, "Oh."

Very lost.

Gu Qingjiu turned his head away from his lost look, got up, picked up the cloak on the hanger, and went to the military headquarters.

"Father."

In the courtyard where the Wang family lived temporarily, Wang Chuanye was standing in the courtyard teasing a green parrot.

He asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Commander Gu said that today is the winter solstice, and I would like to treat you and Miss to a meal."

Wang Chuanye was startled, and almost knocked down the small porcelain bowl in front of Parrot.

He frowned, "What does Gu Qingjiu mean by that?"

The guy rolled his eyes, "Master, our lady is so pretty, even if Gu Qingjiu has no interest in Nanjing, he is a big man, so it is impossible for him to have no interest in our lady."

When Wang Chuanye thought about it, it made sense.

A sneer came out from his throat, and the voice was still hoarse and ugly, "It's still a hero who is sad and a beauty."

In the evening, Wang Chuanye took Wang Biwei to the meeting on time, followed by a large group of guys, making the Wang family look very dignified.

The place to eat is called Liyuanqing.The dishes in the boxes upstairs are all good, and the actors on the stage downstairs are beautiful and delicious, and their voices are melodious.

Fu Qiao waited at the door, with a grin on his face, "Yo, Lord Wang is here!"

Wang Chuanye was full of style, just nodded slightly, and walked in.

Fu Qiao snorted coldly from behind, his eyes flashed fiercely.

Wang Biwei is wearing a water-colored cheongsam today, which sets off the whole person more gentle and demure.

He pursed his lips and smiled at Gu Qingjiu, waited until Wang Chuanye took his seat, and then sat down lightly while smoothing his skirt.

There is a hot pot in the middle of the table, bubbling and steaming.There is a circle of hot dishes around, full of color, fragrance and taste.

Wang Chuanye was too lazy to talk to Gu Qingjiu, he knew he couldn't take advantage of it.

Straight to the point, he said, "Commander Gu is here for your little girl's marriage?"

Gu Qingjiu smiled faintly and did not answer directly.

"Master Wang has been in Shanghai for a few days, and Mr. Gu has been involved in military affairs. He has neglected Mr. Wang and Ms. Wang because he has not fulfilled his friendship as a landlord."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Biwei meaningfully.

Wang Chuanye snorted irrefutably.

"Today's winter solstice, it's an apology to invite Lord Wang to celebrate the festival."

Wang Chuanye glanced at Gu Qingjiu,

"Don't dare! I just hope that Commander Gu won't plot against me anymore." His voice was hoarse and filled with disdain.

Fu Qiao smiled broadly, "Where did Lord Wang go? When did Commander Gu plot against you?"

A cold snort came out of his nasal cavity, "Commander Gu is open-minded, so don't pretend to be stupid."

Gu Qing smiled for a long time but remained silent.

"It's better to finalize Biwei's marriage today, so as not to cause any trouble."

Wang Chuanye threw all the pressure from Nanjing to Gu Qingjiu, forcing him to make a decision today.

He also knew that with Gu Qingjiu's temper, it would not be so easy to agree, he had already thought up all kinds of confrontations, and today he had to force this marriage no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingjiu just replied softly, "No problem."

Wang Chuanye was taken aback for a moment, as if he had punched the cotton with his fist hard, feeling like he had nowhere to exert force.

Then he smiled, "Since Commander Gu agreed, then I can return to Nanjing with peace of mind."

Gu Qingjiu nodded, Fu Qiao took a sip of a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and then said in a moderate voice,

"The ribs are not as good as yours."

The implication is that He Sinian can eat sweet and sour pork ribs by himself at home.