Lamp Flower Smile

Pity.

Lu Chen has heard many regretful poems.

Lu Rou told her that regret means regret, helplessness, and regret.

When Lu Chen was young, he felt that there were many such things. When he accidentally broke his favorite porcelain figurine, when he competed with the Liu Zide brothers for the last candy cake on the table, he missed the stage at the entrance of the temple because he was busy catching fish. During the last night show...

In her noisy life, she always felt regretful, helpless, and regretful.

But at that moment, she finally understood the true meaning of regret.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to say goodbye.

She thought about it countless times later, even if she left a letter to her parents or asked someone to send a message, why should she be so stupid and ignorant? If she had read more books like Lu Rou and Lu Qian, no matter how smart she was, A little, and maybe you can come up with another way.

Every time I think about it, the regret becomes deeper.

On the mountain, I comforted myself with the poem Lu Qian memorized: The best thing is to be away from many things, and the east and west are flowing, and they will eventually meet again.

Just wait until we get down the mountain, just wait until we meet again.

I thought the regret was temporary, but unknowingly, it has become forever.

She lost forever the chance to say goodbye to her family.

The night is long and windy, and there is only a drop of green light.

Lu Zhen heard his calm voice: "I left in a hurry and didn't have time."

This answer is somewhat perfunctory.

Pei Yunying stared at her thoughtfully: "So, you are called Shiqi because you are your master's seventeenth disciple?"

Lu Zhuo remained silent.

At that time, Su Nan's temple was ruined, and she forced Pei Yunying to write a "debt note" on the temple wall, signing it with the number seventeen - she didn't want to use her own name.

Seeing that she seemed to acquiesce, Pei Yunying licked her lips: "Your master's medical skills are very good, how can he not be famous? What kind of person is he?"

"Master Pei."

Lu Zhuo suddenly spoke, interrupting Pei Yunying: "In Huangmaogang hunting ground, the prince is in danger and the third prince is also assassinated. Who will be the murderer?"

Unexpectedly, she would ask this suddenly. Pei Yunying was startled for a moment, and then looked at her: "Who do you think it is?"

Lu Chen smiled: "Maybe not."

"When I was a kid, I always quarreled with the Liu brothers. Sometimes, in order to get revenge, I would secretly eat their sesame candy together, and then provoke them into thinking that they ate each other's candy. In fact, it was all my fault. "

The young man sitting opposite him moved slightly and looked at her with complicated eyes for a moment.

Lu Yan looked at him calmly: "Commander, you have your secrets, and I also have mines. We both know it very well, so we'll stop asking."

She was sitting at the table, her expression cold and distant, as deserted as the snow in the mountains.

Pei Yunying watched her quietly.

This girl is calm, indifferent, and rational. She can take a person's life without any expression, and she is so desperate that she is desperate for revenge.

The secret letter from Changwu County stated that Lu Min, the third girl from Lu, was arrogant, willful, lively and smart, and often caused headaches for the Lu family and his wife. Even during their brief encounter in a ruined temple in southern Jiangsu many years ago, he still remembered that she was a scared person. The girl who would be displeased and deliberately try to pull off his scarf has not completely lost her naughty and childish temperament.

He was not even remotely the same as the woman in front of him.

But in just five or six years, she experienced something else.

It was obvious that her attitude had softened just now, but why did she raise her body's spikes when she mentioned the master, refusing to allow others to approach her?

The gaze that fell on him was like a blazing sun, burning and dazzling. Lu Zhen paused for a while before speaking: "Where is the ring of the Commander-in-Chief?"

He was startled, then lowered his head and smiled, taking out a silver ring from his arms.

After too long, the ring has gradually turned black, and there is a dark and cold glow under the candlelight.

Lu Yan picked up the ring.

She said: "Back when the temple was in ruins in Southern Sunan, I stitched up the wounds of the palace commander. The palace commander promised me a favor."

“I made a promise back then, but I don’t know if I’ll keep it or not.”

Pei Yunying looked at her and raised the corners of her lips: "Of course."

"You saved me, I have to repay the favor."

He asked: "Do you want to kill Qi Yutai? I can help you."

Lu Zhuo looked at Pei Yunying.

The young man's tone was relaxed and his eyes were smiling, as if he was joking casually. His dark eyes were like stars, staring at her quietly and seriously.

It seemed that as long as she asked, he would agree.

After being silent for a long time, Lu Yan looked away and said, "Don't you have something to do?"

She raised her head and said, "How long do you have to lie dormant to kill him? Half a year, a year? Or longer?"

He frowned slightly: "Are you anxious?"

"Yes, very anxious."

I really don't want to waste another moment.

Pei Yunying lowered her head to think, then raised her eyes and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I would like to ask Mr. Pei for a favor."

"What's the deal?"

Lu Yan looked at him and spoke after a while.

"I would like to ask Mr. Pei to draw a picture for me."

…

The night is getting darker.

When Lu Yan left the Palace Commander's Mansion, Pei Yunying escorted her to the carriage, and Qing Feng escorted her back to the Medical Officer's Hospital.

Until the carriage disappeared at the entrance of the alley, Pei Yunying returned to the palace commander's house and asked Chi Jian to enter the house.

He handed the written letter to Chi Jian and said, "Pick a few people to go to Fengle Building and do as it says."

Red Arrow took the order and left.

Xiao Zhufeng came back at some point. He sat at the table and looked at him coldly: "You helped her out of sympathy before, but now it's out of kindness. What about in the future, out of feelings?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone's voice came from behind him: "Emotions? Who has feelings?"

Duan Xiaoyan poked his head out from behind the door with a surprised look on his face: "Who? Brother, you? Do you have feelings for Medical Officer Lu?"

Pei Yunying glanced at him: "Get out."

Duan Xiaoyan said "Oh", retracted his head angrily, and closed the door for the two of them.

"Do you know what is the name of a disease that cannot be cured in the world?"

Pei Yunying was helpless: "Xiao Er, when did you become like Duan Xiaoyan and have nothing else in your mind except romance?"

"I just don't understand."

"What if I say, I hope she will get revenge?"

Xiao Zhufeng looked at him.

Pei Yunying lowered her eyes and said calmly: "I hope she can succeed, sincerely."

…

The coolness of the summer night has dissipated, and when the sky lights up again, the sun becomes a bit hotter and hotter - it turns into dog days in a blink of an eye.

The sun is like a hot fire, and the sky is dazzling.

The Medical Officer's Hospital and the Imperial Pharmacy Hospital cooked a summer-relieving medicinal soup and distributed it to the various departments and courtyards to quench their thirst. During this three-month summer vacation, several other controversial things happened in the imperial city.

First, Pei Yunying, the commander of the front department, and Yan Xu, the commander of the Privy Council, had a private fight. Pei Yunying was beaten by Yan Xu until the corners of his mouth were bruised and swollen. When he passed by the east corridor, many palace people saw it.

The two people were incompatible with each other, but this was the first time they had such an unseemly fight. Everyone speculated about the reason and talked about it, and it became a topic of conversation after dinner.

Another thing that is kept secret and dare not be discussed is that the discord between the third prince and the prince became more and more acrimonious. The scenes in the court were ugly several times. Emperor Liang Ming's illness was not good, and now it became more serious than once a day. day.

However, these undercurrent lawsuits deep inside the palace gate have nothing to do with ordinary people in the final analysis. On the other hand, humerus, a veteran minister in the court, was often summoned by Emperor Liang Ming late at night these days, and the lights in Yangxin Hall were often lit until the fifth watch.

That night, it was almost midnight again, and the carriage stopped in front of the Grand Master's Mansion, and the old housekeeper helped Grand Master Qi Qing into the mansion.

It was hard to sleep on a summer night. Qi Qing was wearing a thin black Taoist robe and his hair was shining brightly. When he went down the steps, the breeze blew in the courtyard. Looking from a distance, he looked like an immortal with long eyebrows, and he had the spirit of immortality.

He put the handkerchief to his lips and coughed a few times.

The old housekeeper said: "I've been staying up late for days. Today, Cui Yuan envoy sent some summer-relieving decoction. It's just right to let it dry in the kitchen. It's better to drink a bowl of it to nourish your energy."

Qi Qing shook his head.

"When people get old, they always do. There's no need to put in any effort."

Emperor Liang Ming called him into the palace late at night for five consecutive days. He was an old man, but after staying like this for a few days, he felt chest tightness and discomfort. When he walked, he felt like a loose and dead tree, crumbling at any time.

The old housekeeper lowered his head and said in a softer voice: "The prince's residence has also sent several messages."

Qi Qing paused.

When the late emperor was still alive, he had made a rule: firstly, the first step is to establish the direct descendants, and then the second is to establish the elders and the virtuous ones.

The position of crown prince has fallen to the prince. However, over the years, Emperor Liang Ming neglected the prince. Instead, he doted on the third prince Yuan Yao and his mother, Concubine Chen Guifei. If the courtiers could see it, how could the prince not feel it?

Seeing the growing power of the third prince, the prince was naturally anxious. As the prince's biggest ally and strongest support, the Taishi Mansion was naturally regarded by Yuan Zhen as the last straw.

"I regret it now." Qi Qing said suddenly.

The quiet night was long, and there was a low hum of insects in the dense bushes. The housekeeper stood behind the old man with his head bowed, like a dark shadow, silently and loyally tracing the footsteps in front of him.

There was silence in the court.

After a while, the old man let out a long sigh.

This breath was so heavy in the quiet night that it was terrifying. He turned around, remembered something, and asked, "Has the young master fallen asleep?"

The housekeeper lowered his head and said, "The young master went out at dusk and has not come back yet."

Qi Qing closed his eyes.

"This evil obstacle."

…

Rouge Alley is lively.

The east side of the city is not as prosperous and expensive as the south side of the city, with its soft red mist, which is specially designed for wealthy guests. It is also not as dirty and muddy as the west side of the city, with rows of houses and people walking around carrying hoes. It is located in Located to the east of Shengjing, not far from the Tanqiao River, there is a row of Shenfang alleys.

It is a decent place, but not too expensive. Rich businessmen in the city often hang out here, and it is very lively at night.

At night, the river breeze blows head-on along both sides of the river. Facing the river, there is a row of exquisite wooden pavilions. The entire restaurant is made of stacked wood and is hidden among the green bamboos. It is really interesting and cute.

Shen Fengying yawned as he walked past a row of houses near the river and stopped in front of a vendor pushed by a wooden cart.

A small plum red lantern with gold threads hangs in front of the stall. The lantern shines brightly on a large jar with the lid lifted above, which contains some fried tongs, lamb sausage, spicy feet and other delicacies.

Rouge Hutong is different from Qinghe Street in the south of the city. There are restaurants and restaurants everywhere, and most of them are teahouses in houses facing the river. Except for the expensive wine and silver in Fengle House, the snacks in the teahouses are exquisite, but they are a bit lacking in taste.

Therefore, in summer, many vendors with carts come to sell hot and cold miscellaneous food near the river. People who have fun in teahouses and pavilions often send girls' maids here to buy a lot of food and take it back to their houses. Listening to the wind, admiring flowers and having a late-night snack. Although it is not as rich and majestic as the Yuxian Tower, it has its own fun.

but……

It's convenient for customers, but it's really troublesome for the shopkeepers in the shophouse.

Shen Fengying glanced at the stove fire burning next to the front of the car - vendors often cooked and fried here. He knocked on the front of the car and shouted loudly: "Who told you to light a fire here? I never heard that you are not allowed to build a fire here. ?"

Every winter and summer solstice, the patrolmen have more work to do than usual. This month alone, the fire watchtower has received six or seven fire reports. The city's anti-theft and fire prevention are under the jurisdiction of the military training shop. If the number of fires exceeds a certain limit, the patrolmen will be fined!

He took out a small booklet from his arms in a bad mood: "It is against the order to light a fire here, and you will be fined one hundred coins!"

The vendors pushing the cart were a middle-aged couple. The husband only responded in a stammer, but the woman hurried forward to flatter him, scooped out a bag of pork skin and meat from the jar and stuffed it into Shen Fengying's arms, and said with a smile: "It's really a waste of time, sir. We are outsiders. We are new here and don't know the rules. Now we know we are wrong."

"We are all small businesses, one hundred coins... We have earned less than one hundred coins today! We have old people and children to take care of, and we are still waiting for copper coins to buy rice to cook!"

The woman begged: "Sir, please forgive us this time. It's not hard to patrol in such a hot day. Is it bitter?" He stuffed a cup of sugar, mung bean, licorice and ice water into his hand, "Drink some ice water to moisten your throat, we will leave immediately." The cool touch on his hand instantly dissipated the summer heat. Shen Fengying looked down at the bamboo cup in his hand, then looked at the woman's flattering face, and finally sighed, and pointed with the hand holding the pork skin and meat bag——"Do you see the Fengle Building?" He said: "It's all made of wood. It looks good, but if you set the spark on it, the building will burn down. Let alone a hundred dollars, even if you sell it, your whole family can't afford to pay for it!" "Hurry up and leave." He waved his hand, out of sight, out of mind, and didn't mention the fine again. The couple hurriedly pushed the cart away. Shen Fengying held the pork skin bag in one hand and the ice water in the other. He lowered his head and took a sip. The mung bean water was cold and sweet, very refreshing. He walked slowly forward in the river breeze. When he came to the wooden pavilion not far ahead, Fengle Pavilion, he saw a carriage parked in front of the building. The carriage looked ordinary and spacious, not gorgeous, but the two horses pulling the carriage were particularly eye-catching. The two horses were tall and majestic, and they were known to be of extraordinary quality at a glance. The horses were equipped with golden saddles and silver bridles, and the bridles were inlaid with small pearls, which sparkled in the lantern light in front of the pavilion. It was obviously the mount of a rich man. I'm afraid there are more than just rich men. To be able to tie such a large amount of gold and silver in front of the door without worrying about being stolen, he must be at least a sixth-rank official. Shen Fengying lowered his head and looked at his leather belt that had fallen off. Sometimes, it is not necessary to talk about people, but people and animals, as if there is a huge gap between them.

He spat.

Why did you come to Fengle Building when you are so rich? Why not go to Qinghe Street in the south of the city? You are hurting people for no reason! Hateful.

He was jealous and stood under Fengle Building. He sipped the ice cold water several times to vent his anger until he could not suck out a drop, and then threw the empty bamboo tube into the waste frame at the door.

Forget it, such a lot of money is probably ill-gotten gains, so it is better not to make this money.

He comforted himself for a while, felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and then turned and left.

Xiao Er: There is a disease in the world that cannot be cured.

Xiao Pei: Lovesickness?

Xiao Er: Love brain [rolling eyes]