A gentleman riding a red dust smile

Changsun Jue was not in the room when Song Lingshuang woke up the next day.

Song Lingshuang sat up, and couldn't help sighing that Zuixianchun was worthy of being the best wine in the imperial city. Obviously, he drank too much last night, but he didn't have a headache when he woke up this morning.He couldn't remember much about last night, and he seemed to get angry while drinking, and then...then...he seemed to get angry at Changsun Jue...

Song Lingshuang held his forehead.His junior brother had a bad temper to begin with, and he not only lost his drunken madness, but also lost his temper.

Song Lingshuang was struggling when the door opened.On the bed, Song Lingshuang was sleepy and disheveled, and Sun Jue, the head of the door, was neat and tidy in white clothes.It's just that his face was as dark as the clothes were white, and there was a light blue color under his long eyes, as if he didn't sleep well.

Song Lingshuang: "..."

Changsun Jue didn't even look at him, put his hands on the table earlier, and said coldly: "I have something to do today, so what should you do?"

Song Lingshuang: "A Jue, did I make you angry last night?"

Changsun Jue's body froze, and his face became even uglier.

Song Lingshuang thought, sure enough.This matter had nothing to do with Changsun Jue, he kindly accompanied him, but somehow he was treated as a punching bag by himself, he should be angry, he should be.

Song Lingshuang knew she was wrong, so she had a very good attitude, "Ah Jue, don't be angry. How about... why don't you tell me why I made you angry?" The principle of coaxing people is that you have to know where you are wrong before you can prescribe the right medicine. .

Changsun Jue looked at him in surprise: "You don't remember?"

Song Lingshuang had an innocent face, as obedient as a puppy: "I don't remember."

Changsun Jue stared at him, as if judging the authenticity.

Song Lingshuang grinned flatteringly and rascally: "Why don't you have a lot of people, so those who don't remember are not guilty?"

Changsun Jue frowned, snorted coldly, and slammed the door away.

Song Lingshuang, who left a sad face behind, got out of bed and sighed while chewing on the hot bun brought back by Chang Sun Jue. This time seems to be a bit troublesome...

Changsun Jue came to Jiangyang Palace.King Jiangyang is worthy of being the prince most favored and feared by the emperor. His mansion is magnificent and his family background is obviously strong.But King Jiangyang is also the most low-key prince, so the Jiangyang Prince's mansion is big, but it is not luxurious at all, simple and elegant, but it lacks the sense of oppression of a rich and powerful family.

Changsun Jue followed the mansion to the back garden, where there were already two people waiting here.One is Ai Zixuan, the heir son of Jiangyang Prince, who is wearing a blue brocade robe with a silver border, and the other is Xie Yilan.Today she is wearing a light yellow dress, and her originally beautiful face looks even softer after a little makeup, which is completely different from the simple dress of the previous days.

Ai Zixuan saw Changsun Jue coming, hurried over to greet him, smiled and said, "I brought the person you want for you." Then he looked behind Changsun Jue, "Huh? Brother Song didn't come?"

Chang Sun Jue frowned inadvertently and said, "No."

"Then is he going to Baicao Zhai today?" Ai Zixuan's expression flickered.

Changsun Jue thought for a while and said, "Maybe I will go."

Ai Zixuan suddenly became energetic, "Then I'll go with him. What about that, you guys talk slowly."

In the huge back garden, the owner left, leaving only two guests, Zhang Sun Jue and Xie Yilan.

From the appearance of Changsun Jue to the present, Xie Yilan's gaze has never moved away.But she just looked at him and didn't speak first.

Changsun Jue walked to Xie Yilan's side and said, "Thank you for agreeing to come to see me."

Xie Yilan shook her head, with a soft smile on her face, and said, "Brother Jue wants to see me, he can do it anytime."

Changsun Jue was silent for a moment, and then said: "But I still want to thank you." He paused, "I know, you were the one who found Mr. Chang."

Xie Yilan still smiled and shook her head: "I just asked my aunt. If you want to thank you, thank my aunt."

Changsun Jue: "Perhaps in Ms. Xie's eyes, this is just a matter of little effort. But for him and me, this is very important." He bowed to Xie Yilan, "Thank you." He got up and said sincerely, "In the future If there is anything we can do to help, Changsun Jue is willing to help."

Xie Yilan looked at him, the expression in her eyes changed, and the expectation turned into a trace of loneliness, but it was only for a moment.She smiled and said, "I said, there is nothing to thank. But if brother Jue feels sorry, just stay with me for a while and listen to me tell a story."

Changsun Jue: "Please tell me."

Xie Yilan turned her head and looked at the flowers and plants in the garden, "When I was ten years old, my mother passed away, leaving me and my one-year-old sister."

"During the funeral, I cried so hard. The uncles and aunts who came to pay respects thought I was just sad that my mother died. They said to me, 'Don't be sad, child, you still have your father.' They didn't know, How much I hate that man."

"Since I was sensible, I knew that my parents are not as loving as ordinary couples. But I thought that some feelings can also be respected as guests, and flow forever. But it wasn't until my mother died of illness that I didn't know. There is no one else in my heart who can be so indifferent and cruel!

"He is such a cruel person. I don't understand why my mother loves her so humblely. I feel angry for her for being worthless. I can't stand that person pretending to be sad in front of everyone.

"So I ran out of the mourning hall and ran into the peach blossom forest. I took off my dead gray filial piety and tore it desperately. But I was too weak to tear it apart no matter how hard I tried. So I had to use my hands I dug a hole and tried to bury it under the peach blossom tree, as if my mother is still alive if the filial piety is gone.”

Pain appeared on her face, she was silent for a moment, and then said, "When I was crying under the tree, someone handed me a handkerchief."

She still remembers that year under the peach blossom tree, she raised her teary eyes and saw a plain handkerchief and a boy in white behind the handkerchief.The boy is not much taller than himself.He told her, "Someone once told me that crying is the most useless thing in the world, it doesn't solve anything."

She took the handkerchief, and the grievance and grief in her heart still made her sob unceasingly: "My mother is dead, even if I try not to cry, she won't be able to survive."

The boy thought for a while and said, "If you don't cry, you can at least see your mother's final appearance clearly."

The girl was stunned.She recalled that when she was in the mourning hall just now, she was overwhelmed by sadness and anger, but forgot to take a good look at her mother.She stared at the handkerchief for a while, then tried to wipe away the tears from her eyes and face with it, so she finally saw the appearance of the boy in front of her.

The dazzling white clothes amidst the scorching peach blossoms, and the youthful and delicate face, have been imprinted in her mind ever since, and she will never forget them.

"Brother Jue," Xie Yilan looked at the eldest grandson Jue, with bright eyes, "It was you who let me see my mother's final appearance. So, you don't have to thank me. I'm just repaying the love I owed back then." She handed back the handkerchief.

Chang Sun Jue took it over.On the snow-white Tiansi handkerchief, the word Jue is embroidered with gold thread in the lower right corner.He is very familiar with this handkerchief.Back then Mrs. Shuang was keen to embroider such handkerchiefs, and every senior brother had several.Song Lingshuang's had the word "Ye" embroidered on it, while his had "Jue" embroidered on it.

When Mrs. Xie Zongzhu passed away, he did go with his father to pay homage.He couldn't remember that he had been to Peach Blossom Forest, and he had ever had an intersection with Xie Yilan.He said: "It's just young and ignorant, and it's a good thing that unintentional words can solve the girl's knot. But today's girl's kindness is owed by Changsun Jue."

Xie Yilan smiled, "Brother Ruojue really feels that he owes me, why don't you give me this handkerchief? After so many years, Yilan is used to it."

Changsun Jue paused, then handed back the handkerchief to Xie Yilan: "This handkerchief was given to Miss Xie back then."

Xie Yilan took the handkerchief, raised her eyes to look at Changsun Jue, wanted to say something, but finally turned into a wry smile.She seemed to finally understand her mother's feelings.Humble or not, how can you decide for yourself?

On the other end, Song Lingshuang was stalked by Ai Zixuan to Baicaozhai.Qin'er let the two of them enter the courtyard for the sake of Master's face.Then Ai Zixuan started to stalk, "Miss Qin" long and "Miss Qin" followed Chang Qin who was busy, really a follower.

Song Lingshuang sat on the stone steps bored and helpless, with an unknown herbal medicine in his mouth, looking at Ai Zixuan who was licking a dog and Chang Qin who looked impatient, he felt amused, and suddenly felt that this situation seemed familiar.In the next second, he shook his head violently, trying to shake off his disappointing thoughts.No, no, A Jue just doesn't care about me, he doesn't bother me.I'm not as annoying as Ai Zixuan.He accepted this self-comfort frankly, but he sighed again thinking of this.Hey, his family, A Jue, is still angry.

"Brother Song shook his head and sighed again, what's wrong?"

Song Lingshuang looked up and saw that it was Ai Zixuan, and asked, "Why, have you been driven over here?"

Ai Zixuan smiled helplessly, and glanced at Chang Qin in the distance.

Ai Zixuan's two greatest strengths are wit and ease. Even if he falls in love with a girl in Hantianyuan, it's fine if he teases her and doesn't respond.After all, where is there no fragrant grass in the world?With his appearance and identity, there are quite a few people who posted it wrongly.Nowadays, it is rare to be so humble and tirelessly pestering someone.So Song Lingshuang couldn't help teasing, "Brother Ai, is spring here?"

Ai Zixuan sat down beside him, without rebuttal, nodded honestly: "It's love at first sight."

He was so frank, Song Lingshuang was taken aback, and then said: "Good thing."

Ai Zixuan sighed: "It's just wishful thinking, it's really tiring. Brother Song, how did you persist in pestering your eldest grandson for so long?" It's only been two days, and the frustration in his heart is not ordinary.

Song Lingshuang was overjoyed, and simply lay down on the stone steps and stretched his waist and said, "You can't take it anymore." He put on a seasoned look, "The so-called drop of water wears through a stone, and you may not see any effect if you drop it every day. But as long as you keep dripping," he patted Ai Zixuan on the shoulder, "you will wear it one day!"

"Just like Brother Song and Brother Elder Sun?"

Song Lingshuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's different. A Jue is my real brother, so how could he really despise me?"

Hearing this, Ai Zixuan recalled how he saw Changsun Jue this time, his expression was strange, and he didn't know what to say or not.In the end, he sighed inwardly, and felt that it was better not to get involved.

"By the way, Brother Ai." Song Lingshuang sat up, "Where should I go if I want to inquire about news in this imperial city?"

Ai Zixuan: "In the imperial city, there is a Baoqian named Qi Huangshan who lives in the Snail Lane behind the eastern market. You can go to him. But he may not help you."

"Why?"

"This man is a weird person. He doesn't just take over your business if you give him money. It is said that Qi Huangshan is extremely good at wine. Anyone who asks him to do business has to drink with him."

"..." Song Lingshuang blushed, "Aside from this person, is there any other way?"

Ai Zixuan: "The other thing is to ask yourself in the market. It's the same in any town, it's nothing more than three places, pawn shop, wine shop, and... Brother Song, you understand!" Ai Zixuan winked at him wink.

Song Lingshuang looked confused, "I don't understand."

Ai Zixuan looked at him incredulously, "Brother Song, I didn't expect that your daily dissoluteness is just on paper... What have you been doing all these years?"

Song Lingshuang complained in his heart, the young master has practiced kung fu in addition to practicing kung fu these years, what else do you think he can do?But there was a grin on his face, "I also ask Brother Ai for advice."

"There is another brothel." Ai Zixuan smiled proudly, "The largest pawn shop in the imperial city, Changsheng Ji. The busiest restaurant, Jiyueju. The most popular brothel, Tingfengyuan. I have been studying in recent years I'm not in the imperial city, and I don't know if my name still works, Brother Song can try it." He glanced at Chang Qin, stood up, "I think Qin'er's breath seems to have subsided, I'll continue to drip water It's gone." After finishing speaking, Pidianpidian turned towards his sweetheart.

Song Lingshuang sat idle in Baicao Zhai all morning, and finally decided to go to Qi Huangshan that Ai Zixuan had mentioned.

It is very convenient for Dejun to ask for directions. Under the enthusiastic guidance of the girl who sells flowers, the young woman who walks her baby, and the aunt who sells vegetables, Song Lingshuang quickly found Snail Alley.Only then did I realize that that unreliable Ai Zixuan didn't say which number Qi Huangshan lived in the alley.Fortunately, there were not many people in Snail Alley. Song Lingshuang's family looked for it, and finally found out that there was a family named Qi at the end of the alley when they knocked on the third one.

When Song Lingshuang walked up to him, he realized that only the door of this house was open.Since he makes a living by providing information from various sources, it is not surprising that he does business with the door open.

He walked into the courtyard, and the sundries in the courtyard were scattered in a disorderly manner, apparently left unattended for a long time.At the end of the yard, there was a wooden reclining chair at the door of the wooden house. A short old man with all white hair was dozing off on the chair.

Song Lingshuang thought it was a lazy housekeeper, stepped forward, and coughed lightly twice.

The old man still had his eyes closed, breathing evenly and long, without any reaction.

Song Lingshuang was a little embarrassed, and tried to cough twice.

"Young people are sick and need to be treated. The medical center is next to the rice shop at the end of the street. You are in the wrong place."

A lazy voice came, and Song Lingshuang saw the old man opened one eye.His skin was dark and wrinkled, but the light shining from that one eye was not old.

"Old man, do you know if Senior Qi is at home?" Song Lingshuang asked.

The old man raised his white eyebrows that reached to his cheekbones, and finally opened his eyes.He squinted at Song Lingshuang: "Are you looking for me?"

Qi Huangshan is a figure that even the prince of Jiangyang knows. No wonder Song Lingshuang judges people by their appearance. It is hard for anyone to imagine that the crooked old man in front of him who may have stepped into the coffin is in charge of the news of the entire imperial city. channel.

Song Lingshuang would look at his face very hard, quickly took a step back, and bowed respectfully: "Senior Qi, junior Song Lingshuang, you can't see Mount Tai with your eyes. I'm rude."

Qi Huangshan twitched his lips: "It's sour and contrived. If you fart, let it go, you don't see that I'm busy."

I really didn't see it... Song Lingshuang complained in his heart, but the respectful expression on his face remained unchanged, "This time, I came to ask seniors about something."

Qi Huangshan's daydream was disturbed, so he was naturally not angry, "Nonsense! The people who come to me are asking about things! Then do you know the rules?"

Song Lingshuang nodded, "I would like to have a drink with my senior." Before seeing Qi Huangshan, Song Lingshuang was still a little uneasy. After all, he can't drink too much, and he drank too much last night.Seeing this deity now, I didn't expect it to be an old man, at least four or fifty years older than myself.I am young and strong, my liver and kidneys are healthy, so there is nothing to worry about.He thought that the other party was just good wine, but he might not be able to drink much, so he agreed very readily.

Qi Huangshan grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Okay, let's start!"

After that, he led Song Lingshuang through the house to the backyard.In the middle of the back yard stood a huge wooden barrel.A bamboo tube protruded from the barrel, and the bamboo tube extended to the stone table in front of the barrel, with a cork plugged into the front end.

Qi Huangshan signaled Song Lingshuang to sit down at the stone table, and he went into the room to get two bowls, and then sat down opposite Song Lingshuang.He is obviously more energetic than before, and he moves quickly, but he is not as old as he looks.He unplugged the cork at the front of the bamboo tube, and the transparent liquid with the aroma of wine gurgled out of the bamboo tube, filling the bowl quickly.Qi Huangshan pushed the big bowl full of wine to Song Lingshuang, filled another bowl for himself, and said, "The homemade brew is better than the drunken wine that is known as the imperial city's famous wine!"

Song Lingshuang smiled, picked up the bowl and drank it down.He just drank Zuixian Alcohol yesterday, the mouthfeel was smooth, and the fragrance left on his lips and teeth, it could be described as refreshing.But Qi Huangshan's local wine brewed by something unknown is pungent in the mouth, a strong smell hits the throat and nose, and there is also a hint of sourness, which ruthlessly stimulates Song Lingshuang's taste buds.

Song Lingshuang resisted not sticking out her tongue, and endured it very hard, she did not know tens of thousands of times in her heart.Senior, do you have a problem with your tongue?Where is this wine better than Zuixianchun?where?where? !

Qi Huangshan smiled crookedly, "Young man, don't be impatient. If you fall down too soon, you will be bored!" Having said that, he himself drank the wine in front of him in one gulp, and then filled the bowls for the two of them.

It's not that Song Lingshuang's wine is poor, it's really that it takes courage to take a second sip of this wine, Song Lingshuang took the bowl and said with a smile: "Then follow what senior said, drink slowly."

An hour passed, and Song Lingshuang had tried his best not to talk to Qi Huangshan to slow down his drinking speed. Even so, the two of them had each drank about ten bowls.Song Lingshuang had just been drunk last night, and his condition had not fully recovered. In addition, he didn't have anything to eat at noon, so he drank unpalatable wine on an empty stomach, and began to feel uncomfortable.He asked Qi Huangshan with a wry smile: "Senior Qi, do you have any appetizers here? Dry drinking is a bit boring!"

Qi Huangshan did not change his face after drinking here, squinting his lips: "You are so troublesome at such a young age." Turning around and entering the room, he brought out a plate of peanuts and a plate of dried radish, and said impatiently: "Hey!"

Song Lingshuang was a little ashamed, but talking was better than nothing, and said humbly: "Thank you, senior." He grabbed a few peanuts, put them in his mouth, and said while chewing: "What did you just say? By the way, why did senior set up a wine fight?" This rule?"

Qi Huangshan drank another bowl of wine, fixed his eyes on Song Lingshuang's bowl and stretched his chin to signal.Song Lingshuang understood, and quickly drank the rest of the wine in his bowl.

Qi Huangshan answered while pouring wine: "It's simple. I don't ask for it. No one dares to drink with old man Qi!" He said this with a little pride.

Song Lingshuang thought to himself, it's not that no one dares to drink with you, it's that your wine is too bad to drink!But the complaints are the complaints, this old man can really drink, one bowl after another, he doesn't feel drunk at all, but the more he drinks, the happier he is.Song Lingshuang was full of confidence from the beginning, but she was already a little worried.

But the facts proved that Song Lingshuang really underestimated the enemy.Two hours later, Song Lingshuang was close to the limit, and Qi Huangshan seemed to have just drunk it, obviously drinking faster than before.

Song Lingshuang finally had an ominous premonition in his heart, is it going to end now?