Young Master Liu looked at the bead curtains pattering under the eaves in a daze. The old man gave another order. The things that Liu Mansion should be busy with were finished. Young Master Liu's studies need to be on the right track. If it continues to be neglected like this, there is no telling if it will really happen this year.
failed.
After packing his luggage, Mr. Liu sighed: "Studying is good, but is this young master really that good?"
Ying'er arranged the young master's clothes and tied a ring to his belt: "Master, be careful on the road."
Qinglian, dressed in a smart outfit and holding a sword in her arms, stood aside and looked at the re-dressed Young Master Liu: "I didn't expect you to dress up so carefully and look like a dog? Why didn't you notice it before?"
"My young master looks more like a dog without clothes on. Do you want me to show you? If I don't look for trouble, you'll feel uncomfortable, right?"
Choked by Young Master Liu's words, Qinglian rolled her eyes and didn't bother to argue with him. In the past few days, she has come to understand Young Master Liu's poisonous tongue. He is really a master who chokes people to death. Whatever words come into his mouth will change.
After getting a taste, Qinglian obviously forgot one thing. If she hadn't flirted with her first, how could Liu Mingzhi have attacked her?
"Hey, I said Qing, you ate and stayed at my house, and now your injuries are healed. You can go and do whatever you want. What's the deal with staying in my house? Where did you come from?
No, I'm not used to having someone next to me every day, it's awkward."
Qinglian's face darkened, and she looked at Young Master Liu fiercely: "I have said this many times, my surname is Yu, not Qing."
"I don't care if you are windy, rainy or foggy. I can call you whatever you like. If you have the ability, don't show up in front of me. Even if your surname is Lei, I won't care about you. You can stay wherever it's cool."
Ying'er also glared at Qinglian fiercely: "Did you hear that? My young master doesn't welcome you, so you'd better leave quickly. My young master won't be happy to see you. He really regards this place as his own home. You can live here however you want."
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Hey, Qinglian was so angry. She couldn't speak against the vicious-tongued Young Master Liu, but she was still afraid that you, a little girl, would be a liar. Qinglian glanced sideways at Ying'er and said, "Hey, you're not big, but your tone is quite big. You really think of yourself as Liu."
I am the mistress of the house. Those who know you are a maid, but those who don’t know think you are the young lady. Do you care if I stay wherever I want?"
Ying'er looked at Qinglian angrily. It was obvious that she who had lived in the Liu Mansion since childhood was still a bit inferior to Qinglian who had been crawling around in the world: "Master, look at her."
Young Master Liu wanted to laugh when Ying'er pouted her lips and looked angry. Do you still need to ask? Of course she has to help her precious maid: "Qing, Ying'er is right, you can't really put the Liu family in the house."
Treat it as your own home, and do whatever you want. Ying'er is not the young lady of the Liu family, and neither are you. I'm not married yet. What does it look like to have a girl next to me all day long? What if I am misunderstood?
Now, you are responsible for my innocence."
"I am responsible for your grandma's legs. If you can't marry a wife, it means you are ugly. Why should I be responsible? You took advantage of me and I didn't hold on to you."
"Oh, let me go. I'm so mad. You fell out so quickly. Did you study accounting? You're so good at settling old scores. We agreed that I saved your life and we don't owe each other anything."
I never mentioned this matter, and why, I forgot about it in the blink of an eye.”
Qinglian was speechless for a while and wanted to kill Young Master Liu with a sword. If you hadn't put a sword against my neck to force me to agree to this matter, how could I have said the words to clear up the old grudges.
"I have no place to go. My sister is dead and the White Lotus Sect was wiped out by the imperial court. I can only stay in Liu Mansion."
"Hey, what's the matter with Young Master? If you don't tell me, Young Master has forgotten. Not only do you want to kill Young Master, but Young Master has also forgotten your identity as a traitor. By staying in Liu Mansion, is this not framing our Liu family as being complicit?
The place of death? Miss Qinglian, please do me a favor. What exactly do you like about Liu Mansion? Can I tell my servants to change it?"
Qinglian lowered her head quietly and looked at Liu Mingzhi for a while. After a long time, she said, "I know. Thank you Mr. Liu for your hospitality these days. Qinglian takes her leave."
Liu Mingzhi frowned when he saw the lonely figure carrying the sword and walking away: "Ying'er, Master, are you speaking too harshly? After all, she is a woman and homeless. Isn't it a bit too cruel for Master to drive her out like this?
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Ying'er also bit her lower lip and whispered: "A little bit!"
Qinglian stood outside Liu Mansion and looked at the rainy sky: "Sister, you were wrong from the beginning. A bandit is a bandit. Once he is a bandit, he will be a bandit for life. A good man can become a bandit, but it is difficult for a bandit to become a good man. This
Jianghu is Lian'er's final path, and there is no turning back."
"Master, let Xiao Song go with you to wait on you. Xiao Song is worried about you being alone." Liu Song looked anxious and kept circling Liu Mingzhi.
Liu Mingzhi slung the book basket on his shoulder and shook his head gently: "Xiao Song, go back. We will see you in the academy in a few days. The young master wants to be quiet." After saying this, he carried the book basket and held an oil-paper umbrella and left.
Door.
Looking at the young master disappearing in the rain, Liu Song scratched his head: "Jingjing? The girl in the misty rain pavilion? I've never heard of it."
The rain had been falling for nearly three hours, and it seemed that it would not stop in a short time. Liu Mingzhi rushed towards Dangyang Academy without caring about his shoes that were soaked by the water.
For the first time, there was no one to serve him. Liu Mingzhi, who went out alone, felt calm for a while. The misty rain in Jiangnan was really picturesque, so beautiful that it was fascinating and intoxicating.
For the first time, Liu Mingzhi wanted to ask himself, he was doing nothing in his previous life, and he seems to be living a carefree life in this life, but is this really the life he wants? He has no worries about food and clothing, countless gold and silver, and beautiful women by his side. Why do he always feel that there is something wrong with him?
A feeling of loneliness arises in your heart?
Maybe I have never integrated into this world, and there are no people in this world who understand me.
It’s rare to beg Lao Madam Jiang’s mother to let him go out to relax. The misty and rainy Jinling is not a good place to relax. However, when the weather is clear, he always plays the piano and composes to please the guests of Penglai Tower every day. The oiran is the scenery.
Infinite, but if she could be a beloved person, who would be willing to be a prostitute?
Su Weier sighed, holding an umbrella and looking at the scenery by the river. After the willow leaves were washed by the rain, the emerald green color was so dazzling that people couldn't help but see carp jumping out of the water from time to time, dotted with the empty streets.
Jinling.
On rainy days, the streets are rarely empty, and most people stay at home to rest. This city is deserted.
As if pulled by fate, Su Weier walked towards the bridge. It might be better to see the scenery from the bridge.
Climbing up the stairs and climbing up step by step, it turns out that besides the rain, there are also people running around in the wind and rain. Su Weier looked at the oncoming Young Master Liu. The distance gradually increased, and the rain curtain could no longer block the sight. It was peaceful and beautiful.
The beautiful lady stared blankly at Liu Mingzhi, who was walking calmly across from him. He didn't know whether it was the rain or tears that wet the beauty's cheeks.
Glancing at Su Weier, who was also on the road, Liu Mingzhi nodded lightly and said hello. Along the way, interpersonal relationships in the city were rare. It was indeed not easy to meet someone. Saying hello was the most basic courtesy.
The farthest distance is passing you by, but you don’t know that what I miss in my heart day and night is you!
Looking at Liu Mingzhi going away, Su Weier let the umbrella in her hand be swept away by the wind: "Brother Zhi, have you still forgotten me? I ask you how you know the pain of lovesickness, the lonely umbrella can only listen to the sound of falling rain."
Seemingly feeling something unexpectedly, Liu Mingzhi turned around and forgot to take a look at the beautiful woman standing in the wind and rain. As he walked, he murmured: "The mist and rain do not express sorrow, the beautiful shadow stands on the bridge. Three or two things in the world, all flow with the water. One drop is sorrow, two is sorrow."
Drops are also sorrows, which disturb the affairs of the world and turn heroes into skeletons. Only the love and intention in the world can make beauties turn gray."