Jiang Qing

Recently, during the busy autumn, Mei Shao’s garrison system in Pingdu has achieved initial results. These days, he has been rushing in the barracks to write a report on the training of the garrison army.

The generals sent by Wudu Tongshen have been very effective in training the Shenyang Army. Mei Shao would visit them from time to time. He was so busy these two days that he almost slept outside.

The sound of soldiers training outside gradually died down, as if the team had dispersed, gathering in twos and threes for dinner.

"My lord?" Someone lifted the curtain from the outside and came in, "Your letter."

Mei Shao pressed her temple, without raising her head, she raised her chin towards the visitor, "Put it there."

The person who came was Wu Yu, the youngest son of Wu Ce, the old Marquis of Jinxi.

After Ling Che's death, when Mei Shao was ordered to go to the west of Shanxi to reorganize the army, he was unfamiliar with the place and suffered a lot. Later, it was Wu Yu who took the initiative to extend an olive branch and persuade the uncles of the Wu family to make the repatriation easy. few.Later, when he heard that Mei Shao joined the Nanyang Army and Jinxi Army as the Shenyang Army, he rushed over from Jinxi on his own initiative and asked for the position of Mei Shao's lieutenant general to practice in the army.

"My lord hasn't had a pillow for a few days, why don't you take a rest and write again." Wu Yu noticed that the dinner on Mei Shao's table was hanging there, without taking a bite, he took a bite of the food and said, "I'll go and warm it up for your lord again." hot."

"No need." Mei Shao finally raised his head, showing a tired face, he finished writing the last stroke, stretched his waist, and said: "I have already arranged things for the next two days. I will not come back."

"Ah?" Wu Yu was taken aback. Since he came to Pingdu, Mei Shao seldom stayed in the barracks. After all, he just took office, and he needed to be familiar with many military affairs in the court. Today, for the first time, he offered to take a rest. It's really rare.

"Are you stupid? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Mei Shao glanced at his astonished expression, and said with a smile, "That's right, you're not in Jinxi this year, and you even forgot about that."

Wu Yu slowly came to his senses, and said hesitantly, "Then my lord has worked so hard these few days to spare the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Mei Shao raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

Wu Yu lowered his head, seemed to think of something, and said to himself: "That's fine, military affairs can't be finished, Lord Bai has sent a list of military supplies that have been approved in recent days, and Lord Bai can just take a rest, and wait Let’s talk about it after Mid-Autumn Festival.”

Mei Shao was stunned for a moment, her eyes lingered on the letter just now, she got up and picked it up, "Master Bai sent it?"

Wu Yu clearly saw Mei Shao's eyes light up, and the corners of her mouth raised.

There was only a thin piece of paper in the envelope. Mei Shao looked at it over and over for a long while, but there was nothing else on it but written in black and white the military funds that had been approved.

Mei Shao didn't give up, picked up the envelope and shook it, but there was still nothing.

Such an action seemed a bit silly to Wu Yu, but soon Mei Shao realized it herself, and twitched the corners of her mouth in frustration.

He originally thought that today was so special that Bai Bingchen would at least send someone to ask if he would go back tonight.Even if Bai Bingchen was restrained and wouldn't send someone to ask directly, he could take advantage of his official business and put something in the envelope to discuss business, but there was nothing.

But thinking that if Bai Bingchen wrote him a whole letter full of love, Mei Shao felt that it was not his style.

Seeing his loss, Wu Yu couldn't help asking, "Is your lord looking for something?"

"It's nothing." Mei Shao put away the letter paper, habitually tore the envelope in half, and was about to throw it away in balls, to vent a little.

Mei Shao glanced casually, and found that there seemed to be writing on the inside of the envelope. He spread out the crumpled envelope again, and carefully identified it. It was indeed Bai Bingchen's handwriting.

It's not as neat as the letter paper, but the words slanted across the inside of the envelope seem to have been written on a whim, the strokes are connected, and from Zhong Meishao, you can even see that Bai Bingchen picked up the envelope to hide it, and wrote on it very quickly. It seems that as long as he is given one more second to think about it, he will immediately withdraw his pen, regretting doing such a thing secretly.

Even the sentences are short and incoherent.

The first sentence is condensed within an inch of the opening of the envelope: Yongfuzhai serves osmanthus mooncakes.

The "moon cake" is particularly floating, but the pen and ink are heavy, as if reminding something inadvertently.

The second sentence is lined up in the middle of the envelope, and it follows the previous sentence, as if it was a special addition: there is also your favorite rose bean paste.

Immediately next to the second sentence is a sentence without the preface: Your Majesty took a day off today to rest.

Mei Shao smiled lightly, how could someone write like that "I bought your favorite mooncakes for me, I will wait for you to come back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival today, will you come back?" Every word is affectionate.

Mei Shao stroked the rough envelope, and there was tenderness in his eyes that he didn't realize.

He slowly cut open the envelope, spread it flat, and was about to put it away, only to find that there was still a small sentence hidden in the innermost crack: Junyibuwai, ask the moon for me, there is no cloud tonight, and the light is clear Can it be rounded?

Secretly hiding in the most hidden place, in the most imperceptible cracks, Bai Bingchen wrote carefully.

How can the moon not be round on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, but if the person you want to see is not around, the moon is as round as a jade plate, but there is still a gap in your heart.

Mei Shao's hand, which was smoothing the envelope, paused for two seconds, then folded the envelope and put it in his arms, picked up the cloak on the back of the chair, threw it over his shoulder, and walked out.

"My lord..." Before Wu Yu finished speaking, Mei Shao left the camp.

With a whistle, a snow-white horse came, Mei Shao got on the horse and headed towards the city.

A full moon slowly rose from behind him, and the autumn wind was left behind by him.

The full moon that Bai Bingchen wanted was rushing towards him.

When they reached the outer wall of the Bai Mansion, Mei Shao jumped onto the roof of Bai Bingchen's bedroom, and the bright moon could be seen when he looked up.

Bai Bingchen was playing the piano with his back to him, and there was still burning incense sticks in his hand. There was a small wooden table in front of the piano table, which was filled with all kinds of moon cakes and even two jugs of wine.

The sound of the piano is far away, lingering around the beam, but it is not as smooth as usual, and sometimes stagnates.

In just one cup of tea, Bai Bingchen had stopped three times and made two mistakes. In the end, he simply stopped playing and sat there motionless in a daze.

Mei Shao sighed softly, jumped down, and tiptoed to Bai Bingchen's back, but he still didn't notice.

"The moon said, he is very round tonight." Mei Shao gently kissed his ears, leaned over and pulled her into his arms, feeling his body stiffen in his arms, and then slowly softened.

"Why are you back? Aren't you very busy in the army these two days?" Bai Bingchen didn't look back, and unconsciously played a few out-of-tune notes with his hand on the strings, as if he wasn't waiting for Mei Shao in the courtyard.

"I want to eat rose bean paste mooncakes." Mei Shao caught a glimpse of the paired bowls, chopsticks, wine cups, and two stone benches on the small table, and pretended not to notice, twisting a piece of rose bean paste The moon cake took a bite.

He sipped a little rose bean paste with his fingers and sent it to Bai Bingchen's lips. Bai Bingchen frowned slightly and took a sip symbolically.

Mei Shao seemed to foresee that he would do this, and while he opened his mouth slightly, rolled all the bean paste on his fingertips.

Bai Bingchen didn't spit it out, but swallowed with a frown.

"You don't like sweet things so much, why buy so many sweet mooncakes?" Mei Shao pouted at the small table full of sweet mooncakes with more than a dozen different fillings, and asked narrowly.

Bai Bingchen realized that he was teasing himself and glared at him.

Mei Shao took out an oiled paper bag from her bosom, opened it layer by layer, held it in front of Bai Bingchen, leaned over and pecked his cheek, and sighed softly: "I'm not stupid, I won't buy some for myself. ? If I don't come, you will starve with this pile of sweet mooncakes?"

"I've had dinner..." After being overwhelmed, Bai Bingchen's voice of defense became smaller and smaller. He really didn't eat much for dinner, and he was a little hungry now.

When he went to Yongfuzhai to buy mooncakes, he thought about buying two of his favorite flavors, but he thought about it, if Mei Shao didn't come back, he wouldn't have the desire to eat mooncakes, so what would he do after buying them?If Mei Shao came back, it would not be so important whether to eat the flavor he likes or not.

With such hesitation, he just packed a copy of each mooncake with different sweet tastes in the store.

Bai Bingchen touched a handful of oiled paper bag, it was still warm, Mei Shao should have brought it back in his arms all the way.

He picked up a salted egg yolk mooncake and took a bite. The mouth was soft, fragrant but not greasy, mobilizing the already hungry taste buds.

Mei Shao saw that he was biting the food in small bites without saying a word, so she leaned over and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Bai Bingchen nodded, feeling that his eye sockets were hot, he lowered his head and took a big bite in a disguised manner.

"Shall I taste it?" Mei Shao suddenly leaned over and bit a piece from Bai Bingchen's lips.

The lips of the two touched lightly, and they parted instantly.

Bai Bingchen raised his head and met Shangmei Shao's smiling eyes. He licked the debris on his lips and said ambiguously, "It's okay."

Bai Bingchen chewed the mooncake in his mouth slowly, until the salty fragrance was finely broken, and then he swallowed it slowly. As the mooncake slipped down the esophagus, his restless heart that had been restless all night gradually settled down.

"Fishing you." Bai Bingchen swallowed his last mouthful and spoke clearly.

He repeated word by word what Mei Shao had just asked him, "I bought so many sweet mooncakes just to catch you."

Unlike the cryptic small words on the inside of the envelope, Bai Bingchen stared at Mei Shao, and said his heart most directly and clearly, "I just want you to come back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me, I just... miss you a little."

Mei Shao looked back at him with crooked eyebrows, the brilliance of the full moon was not comparable to the brilliance in his eyes, he grabbed Bai Bingchen's hand hanging on his knee, and put his chin in his palm docilely and obediently , "I'm hooked."

The weight of the palm pressed everything to the ground, Bai Bingchen's eyes moved slightly, he slowly stroked Mei Shao's cheek, blended with his nose, and offered a kiss almost reverently.

The moonlight rippling between their lips and teeth, the sweet and salty interplay finally turned into a blinding white light, they tasted the moon.

The author says:

Meimei: Aren't you afraid that I won't find your handwriting hidden in the envelope?

Bai Bai: You haven't changed your habit of tearing envelopes casually. After you see the words, you will definitely look for them more and more, and the words inside can be seen.

Meimei: What if?

Bai Bai: Without my letter, you wouldn't come back?

Meimei: Sure...will be back.