Zhenlong Gluttonous Feast

Looking up, looking up at the tall buildings in front of you, the majestic carved beams and painted buildings, there is still a sense of drunkenness and dreams.

This is in a corner of the capital, the most prosperous fringe area.

Can't help but wonder why that person chose to meet in such a place.

Thinking about it, I was out of my mind before I knew it.

It wasn't until a young servant suddenly walked out of the door, only saying that the adults of his family had been waiting upstairs for a long time, that I regained my senses and dispelled my doubts.

Following him in, the wealthy door closed tightly behind him, separating two completely different spaces since then.

Outside there is a lot of traffic and people coming and going, inside

Seeing that I was still standing still, the person who led the way turned back and asked, "My lord, is there anything else you want to ask?" Listening calmly, it seemed that the person had already explained everything to him in advance. Deal with my surefire strategy.

Unknowingly raised the corners of his lips, he said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I'm just a little bit surprised that as long as you are an official in the court, you can buy such a good place with just salary, no wonder everyone is rushing to it."

These words did not mean to be particularly ironic, but the man's face changed slightly.

Then he added a sentence that had nothing to do with himself, "Forget it, no matter how corrupt the Celestial Dynasty is, it's none of my business."

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

So he signaled him to continue leading the way, and followed him up to the top floor.

As soon as the corridor turned, the eyes suddenly opened up.

But the man stopped there, and made a gesture of invitation, "My lord, this way please, just go straight along this road, it's inconvenient for me to take you there, my lord is waiting here at the innermost part .”

I raised my eyebrows and didn't make any special comments.

Walking in alone, no matter what kind of traps it installs along the way, there is no fear.

But in fact, there is nothing, and the secret worry all the time is a little superfluous.

In the end, there is a horizontal wall in front of my eyes, and the landscape on it is like black ink.

Behind the wall, there is faintly a drunken voice singing:

There is wine tonight, drunk tonight, and the dream of the world of mortals will follow.

No regrets tomorrow, wake up tomorrow, and walk alone at dawn when you wake up.

After hearing that, I couldn't help being taken aback.

Recalling back then, how high-spirited and smug this person was when he won the first place, but today, when the moon and stars turned around, he actually sang such a decadent tune.

Du Ruo, Du Ruo, Yusha is more youthful than Lan Ruo.

Before I could think about it, there was a sudden sound of crackling and scattered objects.

Subconsciously, I quickened my steps a few steps, walked around the wall, and saw a person with half of his body falling out of the bamboo couch and his arms hanging on the side, as well as the poems and paintings scattered all over the floor.

During this period, the mouth seemed to be still babbling, humming some unknown tunes.

If there is a world away, alienated and palpitating.

Suddenly, the foot inadvertently tripped over something scattered on the ground, and there was a crisp sound.

Na Du Ruo turned his head abruptly, and said in his mouth, "Didn't I tell you not to..."

Before he could finish his words, the man just raised his face to meet me, and then he was completely stunned.

Before that, he probably thought of me as the servant who was guarding the outside, and he probably didn't expect that I would come so quickly.

At that time in the inn, I had just read the letter he sent and threw it to someone else. Immediately after that, I made a decision to come here for the appointment as stated in the letter.

Almost as soon as the messenger went out, I followed suit, probably within the time of a cup of tea.

Although there are many people who repeatedly obstructed it, fearing that it was a deliberate trap, they still went there without fear.

Only by seeing the appearance of this person in front of him can he dispel some of his doubts.

This person has long lost the support of his soul, and he still has the energy to lay out traps. Maybe it was nothingness from the beginning.

Thinking of this, I took a step forward.

Seeing my movement, the man immediately rolled over and retreated a little behind the bamboo couch.

There was a cold wall behind him, and the whole person was shivering in one place, and he was still pulling the bedclothes that had fallen under the couch and trying to pile them on his body.

I slowly squatted down and picked up a sheet of rice paper at my feet.

The handwriting on it is beautiful and stretching, the ink is still wet:

Who ever looked for me in the deep rain at the city gate.

The ancient and clumsy landscapes are illuminated by the bright moon at night.

How many songs have I left to sing.

The brush and ink written according to the order are always lost by Luo Qi.

Who knows my down and out who knows my pride.

Who has been waiting for me in the fireworks alley.

The flower wall that bloomed and withered, only mottled.

I have laughed with someone under the flowers.

The woman with celadon like water smiles in tranquility.

Only when the years wither quietly do we know that we are no longer young.

The wind blows away the dead leaves and shakes off the empty cicadas.

It fell into a courtyard full of peonies.

(Note: This lyrics comes from "White Clothes" by Master Hetu. It is a very good song. I recommend it.)

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Putting the rice paper on the desk with the inkstone still spread out, I picked a place that was a little tidier, and swept away all the things that were spread on it.

At this moment, Du Ruo stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at my movements, probably because the autonomy of my id was shocked.

I shook my robe, and sat down heavily.

Fiddling with an exquisite folding fan in his hand, he said casually, "Hey, I'm here, so just say what you want."

Du Ruo jumped up suddenly, throwing all the quilts on his body to the ground.

"Get out!"

"what?"

"Get out! Get out!" The voice was hoarse, almost hysterical.

After staring at him silently for a while, I put down my folding fan and stood up.

Just in the process of turning around, I felt my body being held tightly from behind.

"No, no, don't go!"

Don't look at it as a slender body, but as a person who doesn't know a little bit of martial arts, the strength that erupts from the arm at a critical moment cannot be underestimated.

In short, I couldn't move, and I tilted my head slightly.

Seeing someone fall down completely, with their hair disheveled and embarrassed.

Seeing this, he was stunned for a moment, then pushed his hand away and sat down on the chair again.

He quickly stood up and blocked the direction of the door with his body.

I frown silently, just waiting for him to speak first.

He finally couldn't help tearing up the corner of his clothes, looking very anxious.

"Lin...Lin Cheng."

"What?" I frowned.

"No, I..."

Afterwards, he couldn't help being speechless, and seemed to feel a sense of loss because of this title.

With a clear cough, I absolutely don't want to get entangled in this topic any longer, "It's in your hands." This has been confirmed before.Then he paused, and continued, "Before the officers and soldiers rob me of the person who robbed me from Prince Bao's mansion, and use it as a bargaining chip to threaten me to meet, such a powerless request, I can do it Ignore it."

Du Ruo raised his head, I believe he can also understand that what I said was not false.

"Fortunately, I don't mind this kind of thing. It just so happens that I like the ruthless master. Well, you should be able to say it now, why do you have to see me?"

He hesitated for a long time, then said tremblingly, "No, I don't like him..."

"Stop."

Du Ruo froze suddenly when his next words were suddenly interrupted.

I chuckled lightly, and said resolutely, "Don't mention the matter of unhappiness today."

Du Ruo buried her head in silence, but clenched her lower lip paranoidly, and her lips turned purple for a while.

Obviously Fu Liao fell into his hands, and obviously the initiative should be in his hands from the beginning, but he showed a safe and bewildered appearance.

With a smile on his face, he stood up, "Sure enough, apart from this matter, you have nothing else to talk about with me."

Du Ruo mistakenly thought that I was about to leave, and immediately took a step back in panic, blocking the entire exit.

I sighed, "Why don't you just give up."

He still stared at me with his most stubborn eyes, "Wuhuan...why doesn't he come back."

Finally asked the exit.

At this moment, I curled the corners of my lips, "Du Ruo, it's impossible for you not to know, that guy likes you, right?"

Hearing this, his body shook violently.

It was unexpected, rather than a natural reaction.

I kept walking towards him, until I got close to him, and raised my hand to pinch his jaw.

Look at and cast aside from an absolute overlooking angle.

His eyes are warm and moist, just like the first time I saw him back then.

"If I let him come back, can you accept him, can you?"

He didn't answer, the black pupils against my face gradually enlarged, and the delicate face became more and more distorted.

I said to myself, "Let's do it, I will make a promise with you."