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The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is already a bit cool, the night is close together, a full moon lies on the dark blue sky wall, the bright brilliance and the bright lights in the street complement each other, and the red lanterns extend along the street all the way to the distance, A wide variety of ornaments related to the Mid-Autumn Festival were pushed to the stalls, and cheerful laughter and rich fragrance swayed in the cool breeze.

Although he has stayed in Guiyang for seven or eight years, this is the first time Kong has seen such a grand Mid-Autumn Festival scene. There is a gentle smile on his pretty face, and his clear eyes reveal a bit of curiosity.The sound of melodious music came faintly from a distance, like misty smoke, shrouded the sky above Guiyang.

"Did Guiyang look like this before?" Kong asked, his admiration was beyond words. When we first arrived in Guiyang, it was March in Yangchun, and when the willow trees sprouted, Guiyang was also prosperous. , gradually showing signs of decay.In the following years, the city was surrounded by lingering haze, and it was not uncommon for roads to be frozen to death.There is not enough food to eat, and the house is not sheltered from the wind. How can there be such a day as the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jing Shilang smiled, with a look of nostalgia on his face, his dark eyes were like flickering lights, "Yes, it's just that Huangzhou is a bit more lively than here." The exclamation attracted Huang Shangshu, who had no time to spend here The footsteps stopped, and the calm heart was like a stone being deliberately thrown down, causing ripples.

Sora tilted his head slightly, and happened to see the face that had been wearing a mask for many years.It will be very painful, coming here from Huangzhou alone, the road ahead is full of thorns, and I still go all the way to the present, even though I have talent, but what outsiders can see and admire is that peerless face.With the world in mind, she worked hard to get to where she is today with the wish of benefiting the common people. Compared with this sincere dream, her wish to become an official is like a joke.

However, to this day, she is still sincerely grateful for the decision she had to make at that time. She had to become an official, constantly tempered herself, drowned her grievances with tears, and unswervingly walked to her current position.

"Small space, small space"

Jing Shilang's voice tinged with laughter made Kong quickly come back to his senses, and realized in a panic that she had been staring at Huang Shangshu for a long time, and this made Jing Shilang who wanted to watch the fun had to remind him.Kong sighed silently in her heart, she could even imagine how the person under the mask frowned in displeasure.

"Sorry, I thought of something just now." Kong pretended to be calm and explained, his fair face was stained with a slight blush, and his eyes wandered to the stalls on both sides of the street.

Jing Shilang just smiled at this, and even his dark eyes were stained with a substantive smile. Even after seven years have passed, this child still has the same temperament as that day.This is a rare phenomenon in the officialdom, and even he is subtly changing, resisting that invisible force in his heart, but he has to show a compromise attitude.

When the girl standing in front of the street stall picking out the headgear saw Kong's figure, she hurriedly put down the headgear in her hand, picked up the snack box on the side and chased after him, Danfeng's eyes rolled up happily.The girl stopped in front of the three of them, her petite face was apple red, her shoulders were slightly loose, and her breathing was disordered due to abnormal panting. "I went to the inn to look for the teacher just now, but the boss said that the teacher has something to leave, but, fortunately, I can meet the teacher here." The girl said briskly, with a sweet smile on her face, "For the teacher, Mid-Autumn Festival Happy, maybe the moon cake looks a little strange, but I hope you can accept it."

The girl handed out the box with both hands, her bright eyes were fixed on Kong, her nervous emotions were wrapped in her heart, but she hoped that the gift would be accepted.

Kong was taken aback, clearly feeling the girl's mood, and took the box in the girl's hand with a relaxed smile, "Thank you, I am very happy to receive the gift from Liu Xu, happy Mid-Autumn Festival," his eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, "The gift of Mid-Autumn Festival is over. Can you make up for it in a few days?"

"Yes." The girl nodded heavily and replied, "I want the teacher to make it by himself, just like the one given to Teacher Xiuli."

The girl quickly added, afraid that Kong would say something objectionable, the girl blinked her eyes, hurriedly ran away from the spot, waved her hand and shouted to Kong, "Teacher, don't forget."

Fortunately, it wasn't Qiu Ying and Jiang You who were by her side. When she thought of it, Kong sighed heavily. She hadn't reached the point where she wanted to start a fight with such a young child. Although a woman was already married when she was thirteen or fourteen, maybe it wasn't The point she should be struggling with, Kong turned her head to Jing Shilang and Huang Shangshu, hesitating whether to explain or not.

"Xiao Kong has also reached the age to get married."

It was a kind of faint joy to hear Jing Shilang's emotional words, as if everything had changed into something he didn't know in a trance.Kong laughed twice, and said awkwardly, "I don't care too much about this kind of thing, maybe I will follow in the footsteps of Grand Master Xiao, maybe." A lonely life.

The silvery hair, the scarlet blood eyes, and the strong smell of blood still lingering on the tip of the nose are things that I have not recalled for a long time, but when Hoshino said that he followed in the footsteps of Taishi Xiao, the memories of that day were as vivid as ever. A flood filled Huang Shangshu's mind.A woman can enter the court and become an official, and within a few years she will be promoted to the position of Minister of the Household Department[1], and she can personally say what she does not want to marry.As soon as his thoughts were concentrated, a hazy mist was cast on his jade-like face.

Jing Shilang's mansion is far away from the busy city. Perhaps this is because the couple are gentle people who like tranquility, and the moment they enter the mansion.The noisy sound is like the fading tide, and the brisk music still remains in the ears, but when listening quietly, there are only the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves and the sparse sound of insects.

Mrs. Jing is a graceful woman from the water country, with a smile on her face all the time, her bright eyes are like a bay of clear water, with blue waves rippling.With a pair of skillful hands, just a few times will conjure up a table of meals that will make your index finger move.Since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, how can there be no moon to enjoy, the condensed moonlight pours on the ground, casting the shadow of the tree.All the lights on the side of the courtyard were also extinguished, leaving only a silver glow.

Smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, the sound of Ding Dong's wine pouring into the cup was clear and pleasant, "Is it sweet-scented osmanthus wine?" I thought of the custom of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the Mid-Autumn Festival, because I asked.

"Yes, the osmanthus wine that Yuanji Beidou is drinking is the osmanthus wine. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon, moon cakes, and osmanthus honey wine are all indispensable." Mrs. Jing said with a gentle smile, "I don't know. Are the customs different in Hoshino-sama's hometown?"

“Ah, it’s just a little bit different——we will plant miscanthus and reed grass at home, because it is a day to celebrate the harvest, and we will display taro and sweet potatoes. Under the moon, we will also enjoy the moon and drink with family and friends. , Composing poems." After thinking for a while, he replied.And with the passage of time, there are not many customs of Mid-Autumn Festival left.

Kong took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and the mellow fragrance lingered on the tip of his tongue for a long time without any spicy feeling, which made Kong taste it carefully again.

At the end of the night, the light blue sky is inlaid with a few residual stars, and the whole Guiyang is like a baby sleeping soundly in its swaddle.

The crisp sound of birds chirping came from the window, Sora frowned tightly at the noise, grunted a few times before opening his eyes.The familiar room made Kong want to fall asleep again, but vaguely felt that something was wrong. When his wandering eyes noticed the snack box on the table, Kong suddenly remembered what happened last night.His head felt dizzy, as if it had been poured with lead, humming continuously.

He had no memory of how he came back yesterday, and rubbed his head in vain, trying to clear his mind, but in the end it was all futile.Not drinking at all, Kong remembered what someone had said to her a long time ago.

The door was gently pushed open, and the waiter walked into the room with a bowl, and saw that Kong had already woken up, with a surprised expression on his face, "You're already awake, this is the hangover soup that the boss ordered me to bring up." The waiter put the bowl on the table, looked at Kong up and down with probing eyes, and praised, "It's amazing. In the state you were sent back last night, you should have to wait until this afternoon to wake up sooner or later."

Without the slightest joy of being praised, Kong froze the corners of his mouth and laughed dryly, "Can you tell me who sent me back?"

"Ah, it's that weird guy wearing a mask," the waiter replied casually, "Although he's a weird guy, he doesn't look bad-hearted, and the clothes he wears aren't what ordinary people can afford."

If she did it again, she would definitely not let Jing Shilang touch the wine. After the shop waiter withdrew, Kong looked at the sober soup and thought that after drinking, Jing Shilang was completely different from usual. The so-called gentle and considerate qualities seemed to have never Never existed.Thinking of the wine that was "persuaded" by Jing Shilang, Sora felt his stomach tumbling.

Smiling wryly, he drank the hangover soup in one gulp. Kong laboriously got out of bed and opened the window. Cool air poured in from the outside, and his drowsy head began to have a brief clarity. Quiet and sparsely populated, only occasionally a few pedestrians walking in a hurry flash past.

Letting most of the alcohol fade away, Kong tidied up in a hurry and walked towards the household department.Because it was a vacation day, the huge palace seemed a bit lonely. In the corridors where there were many people in the past, today only the echo of her stepping on the ground could be heard. However, she knew very clearly in her heart that as long as she walked into the household, the People will definitely be there.

The light in front of him was suddenly blocked by a shadow, Huang Shangshu raised his head and just saw the tangled face, "Do the work there, if you come to the Ministry of Accounts, it's not just to do nothing like this." Huang Shangshu lowered his head and quickly corrected the official document , while saying.

Hearing the same words as before, Sora breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes—thank you for what happened last night."

The hand that corrected the official documents froze, and then resumed the normal correcting speed.It seems that Sora's words are just a puff of smoke, and he disappears when the wind blows, just like Hoshino Sora.

He knew that when Yuli was drunk, he would get other people drunk without asking why, and when Li Shen was drunk, he would become more unreasonable, but Hoshino, like usual, couldn't stop crying, saying the truth but Such as false words.

"My lord, have you ever thought that I was like a monster at that time, inhumane and irrational? In fact, I was a monster myself. Why did I still maintain my original appearance after seven years? Even The height has never changed, why? Probably not accepted by this world, although it exists here, it is excluded. Humans always deliberately target people who are different from themselves, and desperately demand that everyone should be like themselves. So, sometimes when we exist in this world, we have to suffer a lot of misunderstandings or ridicule. I, what I want is just a plain life, but why, why do I have to be afraid now, afraid that one day, I will disappear in my place A country that doesn’t know, will never see the people they love again.”

Tears rolled down his cheeks like a bank bursting, because he was not understood, so he tried his best to endure and restrain his emotions.

There will always be times when people are weak, no matter you or me, but the weakness will always be wrapped under a thick defense, and no one can easily break it.