I hope to return to the country

Trapped an inch above the boat, the days passed by extraordinarily long.

Le Zhiyu is a person who is very good at explaining himself.

Indulging in the past and self-pity is a real failure, accepting the reality and facing the future is the beginning of a new life.

From being depressed and lazy at the beginning, he has now cleared up his mood, regained his strength, and even abandoned the bad habit of snoozing. When his body recovered a little bit of energy, he got up early and went to the deck to follow the wood All of them practice martial arts together.

After all, you will have to rely on yourself for everything when you go out in the future. If you don't have a healthy physique and some self-defense tactics, wouldn't it be difficult to move forward?

Boxing and sword fighting were too difficult to learn for a while, so he started from the simple ones, standing upright and squatting, carrying a cloth bag of rice in the cargo hold as a sandbag, jogging around the deck, and drawing a few words on the door. Using the circle as a rake, I took a small throwing knife and threw it at it to practice my hand strength and aim.

Of course, he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he couldn't hold on for even half an hour in the first two days. I got up and rubbed my legs and beat my shoulders. After a long rest, I finally recovered.

"Why don't we stop practicing?"

Su Yi knew that he couldn't bear hardships. He used to practice martial arts on a whim in Wuyou Valley before, but every time he gave up halfway, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. It was always "practice tomorrow", and then tomorrow and tomorrow. , dragged to the end to let it go.

"Anyway, we have money, so it would be good to spend more money to hire a few more masters to be guards. Why do we have to work so hard?"

The original Le Zhiyu might agree with this suggestion, but the current Le Zhiyu is touching his sore arm and shaking his head.

"True masters are all arrogant. Even if they want to condescend to work hard, they will only go to those high-ranking figures. We are white-clothed and have no status in the world. Those so-called masters who can be hired with money, maybe Turning around, you can sell us for money, and besides, I have no strength to restrain a chicken, and I will fall if the wind blows, wouldn't it be much easier for them to kill me and rob me?"

"The young master is right, don't invite wolves into the house instead of not inviting the guards."

Su Er nodded, and said with some emotion: "If Ah Yan is not General Ning, he is really an excellent candidate. He is stupid and obedient, with high martial arts skills. One can be worth a hundred, and there is no need to pay. If in the future It would be nice to be lucky enough to pick up a few more people like him."

"Are you here to make an afterthought? Back then, you were so disgusted that you advised the young master not to keep him."

Su Yi and Su Er were used to bickering, so they casually said: "According to what you say, isn't Young Master Qin the better one? He is outstanding in appearance, strong in martial arts, and obedient to the young master. "..."

In the middle of speaking, he saw Su Er winking at him desperately, and immediately reacted, covered his mouth with regret, and carefully looked at Le Zhiyu's expression.

"Young master, I didn't mention him on purpose, don't be angry."

"Why should I be angry?"

There was no displeasure on Le Zhiyu's face, on the contrary, he raised his eyebrows with a bit of pride.

"Brother Qin is the best. The person I fell in love with at a glance, how could he be so bad?"

"Uh······"

Su Er became more and more uncertain about Le Zhiyu's attitude towards Qin Zhiyi, and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, don't you hate him anymore?"

Le Zhiyu pursed his lips and looked towards the distant river where the water and the sky were uniform, his voice was soft, vague and full of melancholy.

"Whether you hate it or not, it's all over."

Yes, it's all over. Since there is no fate and we can't stay together, then learn to forget it. If you insist on being together with resentment in your heart, sooner or later you will hate each other.

It is for the sake of "forgetting" that Le Zhiyu changed his former laxity and arranged his daily time to the fullest.

After practicing in the morning, he will stop by to visit Ning Yuancheng who is still recuperating in bed, and have a chat with the old genius doctor who is standing beside him.

Although the old man is sometimes mean and unforgiving, and loves to recite poems and drop his book bags, he has a lot of fresh stories in his stomach, which are more interesting than reading scripts and listening to operas.

In the afternoon, he would stay alone in the room and practice calligraphy.

Strange to say, I used to be unable to sit still, unable to concentrate, and wanted to do other things after writing a few words, but now I can hold my breath, lean on the table with a pen, splash ink, and sit for several hours. an hour.

His handwriting has also become more and more beautiful, and it has a bit of the charm of Qin Zhiyi's flowing and flowing water when he was writing.

In fact, he also thought about deliberately changing the style of writing, so that he would no longer write according to the copying in his memory, but no matter how he changed it, he would involuntarily start practicing according to Qin Zhiyi's handwriting again. I also gave up on changing, and began to obey my original intention, and just wrote down with mixed flavors, meticulously and with full concentration.

But for some reason, even though he discarded distracting thoughts and tried his best to keep himself busy so that he could get a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction from these things, there was always a place in his heart that was empty.

This empty corner, seemingly inconspicuous, would make him surrounded by loneliness and indifference in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Le Zhiyu refused to admit that it was because he "can't forget", and he just found a reason for himself, thinking that it was because he didn't get used to it because he had never been on a boat, or because he was bored of staying on the boat, so he was upset. Feeling bored and unable to sleep.

So, when the cargo ship arrived at a pier, when Mu Quan and others sent people to disembark to buy vegetables, food and other supplies, he also took Su Yi and Su Er to disembark, intending to wander around to relieve boredom.

Of course, today is different from the past, as the so-called young master of the Qingdan Society, his face is probably on the court's most wanted list of traitor leaders, and he can no longer walk outside without any scruples, so he has to follow Su Er's suggestion, He took out a veiled hat sewn with white gauze and put it on, covering his face and avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Because they deliberately took a detour to avoid the government's interrogation, the wharf they came to was not a noisy and prosperous place, but a small fishing village.

There are not many local people in the fishing village, but because this is the only way to the county, there are often people visiting relatives and businessmen coming and going, so there are also many restaurants and restaurants on both sides of the road, selling some live fish and fresh shrimps Waiting for the aquatic products to make dishes, and then serving some homemade wine to attract customers. Although it is a small business that cannot make much money, it is still decent enough to support the family.

Le Zhiyu walked casually, and smelled a different and alluring fragrance from a distance.

It is different because it does not have the fishy smell of river fish that is unique to this fishing village, but a long-lost smell of fragrant meat.

Le Zhiyu, who was tired of eating fish and shrimp on the boat, his eyes lit up when he smelled the smell of meat, his nose moved, and he searched for it.

This small shop has an ingenious idea. A stove was built directly at the door, and a few pheasants and hares were roasted.

Sure enough, the business of this shop is also the best. Others can barely take half of the tables, but his guests are almost full, eating, drinking and chatting, all kinds of voices are mixed, and the whole room is very lively.

Su Er felt that there were too many people, and wanted to persuade Le Zhiyu to change to a quiet place.

"No need."

Le Zhiyu raised his eyes to look at the wine cover above his head, without much hesitation, stepped over the threshold and walked in.

"The big hermit hides in the city, the more people there are, the less conspicuous we are."

Facts have proved that Le Zhiyu is right. Most of the people who come to this restaurant are foreigners, and they have all kinds of accents. They are not surprised by customers like Le Zhiyu who come in with veiled hats, and they only focus on eating at their own table. Drinking and chatting, no one paid attention to him.

Xiaoer quickly cleared the table, invited Le Zhiyu and the others to sit down with a smile on his face, and after ordering a few dishes from Le Zhiyu, he enthusiastically asked him to try the Dongting Spring wine in the store, saying that it was added Made from yellow mandarin oranges, the taste is excellent, and the guests who have tasted it all praise it.

What's in the cup, you can forget your worries.

Le Zhiyu happened to have the idea of ​​having a couple of drinks, so he let Xiaoer have a drink.

I don't know if it's because I haven't drank it for a long time, or if I really feel sad. Although this Dongtingchun is far inferior to the famous wines I drank in the past, Le Zhiyu still feels very tasty. But he drank several cups.

"Young master, drink less."

Su Yidao: "This kind of small shop in the countryside brews crude wine. It's nothing at first taste, but it has great aftertaste. Be careful that you'll get drunk later."

drunk?

Le Zhiyu didn't take it seriously, poured himself a cup again, lifted the veil from the veiled cap and stuck it to his lips, raised his head slightly and drank it down.

It's not bad to be drunk, maybe I can sleep well tonight.

On the street outside the restaurant, there were only a few scattered pedestrians walking, but suddenly there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes. Looking out of the open window, I saw several groups of young and strong men in military uniforms galloping past. He was in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.

When the guests saw this, they inevitably began to discuss.

"What's the matter? It looks like a government soldier. Could it be banditry?"

"Who knows, the world is not peaceful now, not to mention bandits, there are even military riots in the south, and Lingxi is also not peaceful. Even the imperial court has been alarmed, and they want to send imperial envoys to quell the chaos."

"The imperial envoys don't work either. I heard from a letter from my relatives in Yancheng that the imperial envoys went to Yancheng a few days ago to fight the thieves and quell the chaos. Qingdanhui and Lingxi teamed up to set up an ambush and was seriously injured, I'm afraid they won't live long."

Le Zhiyu's hand shook suddenly, and a lot of wine in the cup spilled out, spilling on the skirt of his clothes, leaving small wet spots.

The guests over there are still chatting in a hurry.

"Isn't Lingxi far away in the frontier? Why did you get mixed up with Qingdanhui?"

"I don't know, it seems to be for some jade seal. It is said that this imperial envoy is quite powerful, it is..."

Xiao Er stopped him loudly before he finished speaking, begging with a smile on his hands.

"Hey, guest officials, please forgive me, you can't talk too much about the affairs of the court and the government. The business of the small shop is meager. I'm really afraid of causing trouble. Please don't say a few words."

He was afraid of getting into trouble, and the others were naturally also afraid. After realizing it, they all shut up immediately, and just focused on eating, paying the bill and leaving.

When Le Zhiyu returned to the boat, probably because he drank too much wine, he was dizzy and had a severe headache, and he couldn't even stand upright.

Su Yi and Su Er wanted to help him into the room, but he pushed him out with his backhand, and closed the door after missing a word inarticulately.

"Leave me alone."

He said it was quiet, but his mind couldn't calm down at all, and he kept recalling the news he heard in the wine shop over and over again.

The imperial envoy was conspired against, was seriously injured, and would not live long.

Could it be Brother Qin?Brother Qin is the only imperial envoy in Yancheng, is he talking about the time when he was besieged at the inn?

But he is so high in martial arts, so smart, and has so many powerful feather guards under him, how did he get to the point where he was seriously injured?

This must be a rumor, it must be based on rumors, Brother Qin will be fine.

Le Zhiyu's heart was in a mess, and he touched the desk in a frivolous step, and pressed his hands on the stack of papers full of Qin characters, tears suddenly burst out, and fell down, tearing the paper and ink. All fainted.

Forget what, he can't forget it at all, even now, knowing that Qin Zhiyi may not like him at all, he still misses Qin Zhiyi very much, especially after hearing that something happened to him, he wants to see him immediately him.

If you don't live up to it, don't live up to it.

What's the use of pretending to be competitive? You can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself.

The more Le Zhiyu thought about it, the more sad he became, the tears blurred in front of his eyes, the feeling of alcohol welled up, his internal organs ached from the burning, his arms couldn't help but folded, and he hugged a thick stack of papers to cover his chest, feeling drunk Sobbing and muttering in a low voice.

"I just like him..."

Suddenly, a voice came from not far away, it was clear and light, but it was as sweet as cutting gold and jade.

"Who do you like?"