Fuzhou gossip gl

Festivals are not often held locally.The sky is getting cooler and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Fang Zhiyuan has put in some effort to create a festive atmosphere.She's been a little free lately, and she's always better off.Probably because of Fuzhou Taiping, warehouses, cargo ships, clothes sellers, steamed stuffed bun sellers, tofu nao sellers, everything that should be available, the tax money has also followed, and in three to five years, she is also confident that she will agree The state is called a board, at least it will no longer be seen as a wild and small town.Right now, everything in the city is indispensable, but what she lacks, she has to plan for herself.During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon always expresses her worries and sentiments, so she intends to imitate the southern customs and put up lanterns all over the street.

Not for anything else, just looks good.

She pondered over the map of the main city of Fuzhou, glanced at Guan Yuyu who was writing aside, thinking:

"Beautiful scenery on a good day, a pleasure to the eye. There are four beauties in this world. You see, the first thing I think of is you."

Xiaoqiu is playful, Qingping is down-to-earth, Lingqiao is willing to work, and they are entrusted with taking the lead.The children in the family are also grown up, it is time to pick up a burden and practice their hands.Fang Zhiyuan drafted the drawings and finalized the main street, Guan Xiaoqiu contacted the merchants with a sweet smile, Qingping led Haitian Hetai to buy with a basket, and hung lanterns on the streets and alleys of Lingqiao.Yanxia was not idle either, so Guan Yuxuan ordered her and Fuzhu to discuss with the shopkeepers about the limited food and decorations for the Mid-Autumn Festival.The whole family was very happy, running in and out, busy up and down, not touching the ground with their feet.All of a sudden, Fuzhou was decorated to be extremely lively.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sun is setting in the west, the west wind is blowing across the long street, the lanterns are slowly swaying, and the good intentions are long.Fang Zhiyuan and Guan Yufu walked down the street together, took a look around, and agreed with each other.At the end of the walk, Guan Yuzhen had something unclear in his mind, so he asked her: "What is your plan for tomorrow? But you want to have fun with the people?"

Fang Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "No, I don't like excitement."

If you don't like excitement, then who are you showing this excitement to?

After Fang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he pointed to the small three-storey restaurant next to him, and said, "I booked the restaurant. It has a terrace, and the windows are also big. You can have a panoramic view of the street and the moon. Tomorrow night, you can accompany me to watch the moon."

Guan Yufu was surprised: "Hey, don't you bring the little ones?"

"No, don't the little ones all play below? Why join in the fun with them." Fang Zhiyuan looked at her surprised eyes and thought, what's the matter?Do you want to take the little ones with you?In the past, eating prawns, escaping the summer heat, accompanying gifts, not taking the little ones with me for any good things, and asking myself, I have never treated them poorly, but tomorrow will not work, and they will get in the way.Seeing Guan Yuzheng walking aside without making a sound, she suddenly moved to her side and asked with a smile, "Why, don't you dare?"

Miss Guan was busy in the street lightly, Xiao Qiu was pulling Ling Qiao's sleeve to direct him to work, Wang Da took out a few copper coins from his pocket and bought a red rope, and replied, "Why not dare?"

***

In the afternoon of that day, those who should be instructed were also instructed, and while there was still a way out on the street, the two discussed going to the restaurant first.When going out, Guan Yukuo picked up a jug of wine from nowhere, the bottle was exquisite, and a few lines of inscriptions were vaguely written on it.

Fang Zhiyuan asked, "What did you take?"

Guan Yukuo smiled and handed it to her.Fang Zhiyuan bent down and stared at the sunset, and saw that the inscription was like a crane bone and a heron's beak, willow leaves and silver needles, light and old-fashioned, it seemed to be plated with a thin layer of gold under the setting sun, and it looked even more noble and compelling, even more so. Not to mention Taibai's "Questions and Answers in the Mountains":

"Ask Yu why he wants to live in Bishan, laughing but not answering, his mind is at ease.The peach blossoms and flowing water go away, there is no other world than the world. 』

Good pots, good characters, good poems, really good taste.

Guan Yufu said to her, "Young Master Su asked someone to deliver wine yesterday, saying it was to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Good pot, good calligraphy, good poetry, but annoyingly attentive.

The vinegar jar didn't take the wine jar, and put his hands behind his back, he raised his voice and said, "Oh? He gave it as a gift, it must be very expensive, let's sell it for money."

"You..." The man let go of his hand, Guan Yuzheng's hand sank, and he held the jug with his mouth pursed and didn't attack her.

Seeing her standing there, Fang Zhiyuan tapped the pot with the back of his hand, and the fine wine inside swayed, just like her rambling voice: "You don't drink, why do you feel bad?"

Guan Yukuo lowered his eyes and sighed, "I don't want to drink, but I begged for you."

The man suddenly became enlightened, smiled and lowered his hand to take the wine from her hand, and said, "Oh? It was begged for me, so take it with you." After speaking, he swaggered forward with the wine jug in his hand, without looking back. .The change was quite fast, Guan Yuzhen didn't react for a moment, trotted two or three steps behind her and asked, "What's the difference between the two?"

Fang Zhiyuan walked her way with a smile, without explaining, he just said, "There's a big difference."

***

There are four scenes in the sky, fishing boats are docked, tourists are all over the streets, listening to songs and blowing alley corners, the music is full of joy, and the city is full of orchid lights, shining brightly.

The nightingale on the branch is silent when it hears it, and the galaxy in the sky is dim in comparison.

It's really a good time, the osmanthus twigs are fragrant and giving birth, and the good intentions are lingering.

Leaving the street in the autumn scenery, passers-by are far away, and the apex is close, and the two frequently go to the small building.The downstairs is bustling, while the upstairs is elegant. In front of his own people, Mr. Fang didn't put any airs on him, so he ordered the waiter early in the morning to remove the high chair and high table, put on two futons, and replace it with a square low table.She sits down at will, almost like the style of the Han Dynasty.Fang Zhiyuan carefully played with the jade lamp in her palm, and looked at a scene, everything was reflected in her eyes in detail.Guan Xiaoqiu, the host, actually had a lot of fun, sometimes eating moon cakes, sometimes holding lanterns, sometimes watching others play cards and chess, and still commenting on it.Ling Qiao followed behind her without saying a word, and brought her something with a smile on his face.Fang Zhiyuan glanced at Guan Yuxuan at this time, she was drinking tea with her head bowed, she was sitting next to the breeze, her hairpin was shaking slightly, and so was her heart.

Fang Zhiyuan gave her a look, then glanced at Changjie, and said, "I think Lingqiao Xiaoqiu is pretty good, otherwise, someday find a day to make decisions for them."

Guan Yuxuan served the tea, shook his head and said that he did not want to get involved. A few days ago, Wang Dadongyi had a quarrel again. As a teacher, she was also in a dilemma.She knew that Wang Da liked Dong Yi, but she could persuade him to go to the examination for merit, but the child refused, and she wondered if she didn't have the ability to make a marriage.Xiao Qiu is closer to herself, and Ling Qiao is Fang Zhiyuan's subordinate. If things go wrong in the future, people don't know which side to take, so they tell her: "The children are playing around, you need to be the master." I will tell you in due time. What are you worrying about?"

The jade cup was full, Fang Zhiyuan took a sip of the wine and said, "That's fine."

Just when the ice wheel was full of branches, leaning against the gap in the smoke and clouds, she thought about the wine made by Su Di, thinking that it really deserved its reputation.

At that time, the wine was shining brightly and the light of the toad was shining brightly. Fang Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the moon and said: "The moon is good. I was in Jiangling that year and almost couldn't come back."

Guan Yufu sat aside, listening to her quietly.

"That year was also around the Mid-Autumn Festival. One day and one night, there was frequent rain, and the tide rose at the full moon, and the embankment burst in an instant. I jumped into the water and rescued a woman. Later I found out that it was the daughter of the prefect He. She insisted on marrying me. , how can it be done? But her father is so strong. Two months ago, I heard the good news from Mr. He, saying that he was promoted to the first rank in the capital." She was a little confused about the scene of that day. Looking at her, it was like holding a sack full of millet, without thinking too much, but the moonlight shone on the woman's face, and the light rouge condensed with water droplets, which made people tremble like pear blossoms with rain. It was the first time Fang Zhiyuan looked at a girl so closely, but she couldn't recall the girl's appearance, so she couldn't help sighing: "Jiangling girls are beautiful."

She looked towards the city gate of Fuzhou and said, "Women in Dingzhou are particular."

She looked downstairs and said, "Fuzhou women are enthusiastic."

Guan Yuxuan lowered his eyebrows at the side, and suddenly the words stopped, but the ending sound just now seemed to be unfinished, so he raised his head to look at her, seeing her looking up at the moon in a daze, her eyes seemed to be covered with a mist, and asked: "What about that?" How about the women in the capital?"

Fang Zhiyuan came back to his senses, all the clouds in her eyes receded, and there was a smile in the depths. She lowered her head and smiled, took a sip of the wine with her hands down, looked at the people around her, and said meaningfully: "A woman from the capital... ... Shan Tai Chi."

"Um?"

She smiled wryly for a while, held the jug and wanted to add more wine, and said, "I also forced the girls from Shenzhou to do Tai Chi together."

Guan Yuzhen frowned, pinned the flagon bottle, and said, "Your Excellency is drunk, everything you talk is nonsense."

Fang Zhiyuan shook the jug, motioning for her to let go, filled up the wine, and waved his hand again to show that what he said was not nonsense.She waved her sleeves and let her hang down beside Guan Yukuo, leaning forward and saying to Guan Yukuo, "It's a festival to get drunk. This is etiquette. Why are you so sober?"

Guan Yuzheng approached, caressing the carved flowers on the corner of the low table with one hand, and lightly pressing on her sleeve with the other, with slightly curled fingertips, caressing the soft and slippery material inadvertently.Just being held down by a white and slender hand on the sleeve, Fang Zhiyuan didn't know why, and felt that the whole person was being restrained by her. Thousands of images suddenly appeared in her mind, like a thousand-year-old tree suddenly adorned with flowers, The morning breeze fiddled with the fragrant stamens, a pair of butterflies and a pair of bees flew over the rippling water waves of the small river, and landed on a pool of fragmented lotus flowers in the pond at the end of summer. It was so hard to look away.

It's too close, Fang Zhiyuan can see how many times the cloud pattern on her collar has circled, and the softness in his heart flows up with her breath, the green sleeves, jade soft, out of the group of Peugeots, Yun Jiao, Yue Sha, no shame The edge is soft, like holding half of a cold spring that has just melted, lingering coldly around her fingertips, and trembling for fear that it will flow away, so careful that she broke out a thin sweat, but her body was like melting bones comfortable.

In the early days, most of the words were in the place of fragrance and beauty, but Su Xin's bold and generous words suppressed them.She used to disdain to comment on the former the most, but for some reason, she actually finds it very useful today.She found that she had changed, not like her elder brother, but more like a polite woman, and the firmness on her face immediately turned into bewilderment.But Guan Yuzhen didn't notice it, he just took a closer look at the reddish face on her face, which was as soft and lovely as the first-ripe red fruit in autumn, and said with a smile, "Look at the way you are talking nonsense."

You stay back.

You don't back down, I back up.

Fang Zhiyuan stepped back a few inches, pulled back his sleeves nonchalantly, fanned his face with his hands, rubbed his temples, and said, "I'm not talking nonsense." She raised the glass and dropped it again, in the There was a slap on the table, and he asked, "Say it, Guan Yukuo, beautiful wine, why don't you drink it?"

She is not quite sober at the moment, and she is still trapped in the entwined cloud patterns, and she can't untie the knot no matter what.Her forehead was soaked in sweat, but she didn't dare to wipe it off, allowing the sweat to trickle away without a sound, stirring her heartstrings again and again.She was not drunk, but her pupils were ironed with the smell of alcohol, but the people around her were sober as hell, the autumn water was clear and shallow, and the voice was calm and soft. She gritted her teeth, feeling that this was unfair.

Guan Yufu didn't shy away from being called by her full name. She sat upright, folded her sleeves, and looked reservedly at the face of the person who asked the question, and said, "Beautiful lady? Are you talking about yourself, sir?"

The man raised his eyebrows in silence, and after a while he choked out a sentence: "Doesn't that count?"

Awkward?What else?It's just one word, "coax".Guan Yukuo hurriedly nodded and said, "Do the math."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, the sweat on her forehead slipped into her hair, no one could see it, she patted the table and asked, "Do you not like Su Di's wine, or do you not like the wine I picked? What about this place, do you still look down on me?"

Temper is it?What else?It's just one word, "from", that's all.Guan Yukuo quickly shook his head and admitted, "Don't dare."

Fang Zhiyuan raised his hand to fill up the jade cup that had never been drunk before, and said loudly, "Then you don't have the ability?"

This jade lamp is a pair.Do not get drunk alone.

A full moon was reflected impartially in the glass of wine, and there was a burst of fragrance waves, containing the fragrance of the peach blossoms blooming by the stream, and sent an invitation with a cheerful face, which was unusually aggressive and aggressive. Quite self-serving meaning.Miss Guan was arrogant, didn't say much, and drank it all with the cup.

Fang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and thought, oh?Today is to save face.

It's not that Guan Yukuo has never drunk alcohol, it's just that he doesn't like drinking.In the old days, there was not often wine in the family. On the occasion of meeting guests on festivals, relatives and old friends would bring a pot of good wine, meet in the courtyard, and sit down in the courtyard with my father for a drink.She was curious at that time, took advantage of the crowd to go away, and secretly tasted the leftover wine in the glass, but she never tasted anything else except spicy, which was really not as memorable as described in the poem.Later, she was not reconciled, and every one or two years, she would try the taste of the wine again, but she still didn't understand, what is so good about this wine?But I don't know why today's wine is not as spicy and violent as in the past, but it is warm and hot into the throat, refreshing and refreshing, with a sweet taste.She didn't recover from the smoothness of the wine for a while, pinched the glass and said nothing.She thought, maybe she was already drunk, otherwise, she wouldn't feel that the wine was like sweet tea.

Guan Yufu recovered from the fall of the small shop in the mountain early in the morning, and she also experienced the cycle from warm to cold.Which official, she did understand the official she was talking about now, but wanted to ask her back, which official.She can't ask, and the answer is not important, she knows that she is in her heart, no matter what the answer is, it can't erase that voice.

What exactly is this feeling?She knew it the moment her hand touched her sleeve.

Is afraid, but wants to touch.

No matter laughing or laughing, right or wrong.

I know that the road ahead is long, but I still want to go through it.

Don't remember the loss, don't remember the consequences.

She suddenly felt that at this moment it was very similar to what she had been in the arsenal two years ago, except that it was not the first time that she had loved someone. She knew the cause, understood the effect, tasted the sweetness, and could bear the bitterness.Her originally empty hand seemed to have been conceived in the wind overnight. For the first time in her life, she wanted to hold something by herself. Dust condensed in her heart, and her body was restrained. Then it suddenly opened, and the world became transparent.

She spent a long period of youth in the dark night where she could not see her fingers. She didn't know where she was or where she should go. One day, a ray of light finally shone in, making her find her way as if she could see the sun through the clouds.

At this moment, she felt that being alive was so real——

No more strings.

The sound of breathing in the ear is so real——

No more dissociation.

The self in that person's eyes is so real——

No more distractions.

Everything else seems far away.

How can it be clear, is this sober, or is it falling again?

***

The meal was finished, the side dishes were removed, and the two of them didn't talk much. They were sitting opposite each other, but they moved to one side unconsciously to watch the moon slowly climb up.Reluctantly, Yueming was hindered by clouds, so they sat side by side, with two empty bowls in front of them, and a pair of chopsticks in each hand. Please month, just listen to:

Fang Zhiyuan: "Hold the piano to open the wild room, bring wine to the lover."

Guan Yukuo: "The flowers in Lintang under the moon, don't look like a family in spring."

It's Wang Bo. "Mountain Gate Night Sitting".

Fang Zhiyuan: "A day without seeing is like three months, and a month of lovesickness is like seven years. It seems that there are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and there are still nine autumns with wind and rain."

Guan Yukuo: "In the Ming Dynasty, when the fasting period was full, I went to look for him, and I slept together drunk with a quilt in my arms."

It's Bai Juyi. "Long Ramadan is full of thoughts and sorrows".

Substitution.

Guan Yukuo: "Through the clouds, you will be sad, and under the moon, you will be sad."

Fang Zhiyuan: "Swan geese fly southwest, how do we say goodbye?"

Still Wang Bo. "Cold Night Thinking of Friends".

Guan Yukuo: "The misty sky, the faint moon, and the vast sky, the autumn period of the Yin and Han Dynasties is eternally the same."

Fang Zhiyuan: "A little bit of joy and parting and hatred, every year in this night."

It was still Bai Juyi. "Chinese Valentine's Day".

Substitute again.

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The author has something to say:

Trembling, my Aguan awakened.

Li Bai's "Questions and Answers in the Mountains" is a contradictory poem, which corresponds to the seven questions in the third middle school for summer vacation in the mountains.

The first sentence from Zhiyuan is Wang Bo's "Sit on the Mountain at Night".Miss Guan likes Wang Bo. "Hold the piano to open the wild room, bring wine to the lover." It is very similar to the scene at this time.Therefore, this guy is crazily confessing.Not to mention Zhiyuanqi's second song.

Next, Ms. Guan is really arrogant, Wang Bo and Bai Juyi, right? I retaliate with your two poems, and the meaning is actually clear in the selection of poems.