But here in Yingxiu City, where every inch of land is at a premium, this woman is not only good-looking, but also has a strong family background.
Since it is modeled after the Little Sage Village, the fragrance of books is naturally inseparable. Li Luo still remembers the origin of the name Sesshu. The full name should actually be Diao Sesshou. It was a name given by a great sage in ancient times to his study for his own entertainment.
Blowing incense also has the same origin: the open window of the small pavilion is half closed, and I am falling asleep while reading a book. I am annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I blow the incense to break my dream.
This woman is also an elegant person.
Li Luo put the box in front of the courtyard gate, bowed his hands and was about to leave. Xue Zhou sighed and asked Chuixiang to stop him. Chuixiang is a child, and the unhappiness of not earning pocket money has long since disappeared. This will pull Li Luo
Luo refused to let him leave and insisted on taking the money before leaving, which made Li Luo laugh and cry.
While blowing the incense, he went into the house to get the money and trotted away. After saying goodbye without saying goodbye, Li Luo sat down on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard and stared at the river in a trance, not even seeing anyone approaching him.
aware.
"Is Miss Xue here? My Mr. Yulou wants to see you."
Li Luo was startled, and looked back. Not far from him stood a handsome and wealthy young man. He was also looking at him curiously. He didn't know why he was sitting in front of the snow boat building, but he hadn't seen him yet.
Own.
A voice of surprise came from behind the door, and Chuixiang shouted joyfully: "Miss, Mr. Xie is here."
"Blow the incense..." The beauty whispered harshly, and then a beautiful figure appeared in front of the courtyard gate. Her beautiful eyes were affectionate, soft but not charming, and she quietly looked at the tall young master standing at the foot of the steps.
"Master Xie, you are here, please come in." Chuixiang stuck his head out and waved with a smile. Xie Yulou politely raised his hand and saluted, glanced at Li Luo who stepped aside without leaving any trace, and picked up the
He went up the stairs, blew the incense, stuck out his tongue, and said with a smile, "Miss just came back from Nuanxiang Pavilion and hired a porter to move things." After that, he threw the scattered silver in his hand in front of Li Luo and waved his hand to indicate it.
He walked quickly to avoid making Mr. Xie unhappy. As for Xue Zhou, from the first moment she saw Xie Yulou, she forgot that there was a stranger outside her yard.
The four of them entered the courtyard, and the courtyard door closed with a clang. Li Luo smiled bitterly, and looked down at the broken silver that fell at his feet. There were about two or three coins, which was already a lot. Even in Zhuocheng, this amount
The trip is only a few copper coins at most.
I was given a lot of money for blowing incense, but in their eyes, I was probably not as good as Mr. Xie, so they threw the money over unceremoniously and let him go impatiently.
Li Luo left, and the money was placed in the corner of the threshold. Destiny comes and goes, and this is always the case.
The fragrance of Yingxiu City spreads all over the city, but no liquor is sold along the banks of the river, and there are very few restaurants. They are afraid that the fragrance of wine will be mixed with the scent of powder, which will ruin the reputation of the fragrant market. If you want to buy liquor, you have to go to the east of the city, where there are
There are about a dozen restaurants not far from the city gate, so even if there is the smell of alcohol, it can escape out of the city along the city gate and will not be contaminated by the aroma of rouge and gouache in Yingxiu City.
Li Luo still had some money with him. He didn't eat. He only drank wine, boring wine, bitter wine, murderous wine. This kind of wine is the most harmful to the body, the most hurtful, and the easiest to get drunk. The moon is already rising.
, the Xiangshi market at the other end was still lively, but the place in the east of the city seemed a bit deserted. Li Luo was drunk and staggered. He did not find an inn to stay, but just lay down under a tree and fell asleep. Fortunately, it was not sunny.
It's cold, so it won't freeze your bones.
I don’t know how long I had been sleeping. Maybe he had just fallen asleep, or maybe he had slept for a long time. He suddenly started twitching under the tree. It was a nightmare. In his sleep, the ordinary but wise middle-aged man kept repeating it.
In a word: Carve words on the stone! There is no river of blood, no corpses lying thousands of miles away, no wars in the sky, no corpses scattered in the fields, nothing but loneliness and endless despair, which makes people breathless.
Suffocating. Li Luo tried desperately to open his eyes and wake up from the nightmare, but he couldn't wake up. The middle-aged man in the dream disappeared. He was standing in an unknown realm, which was an empty space.
There was no vitality, no change, and the monotony was a colorless void. No one could be seen, no sound could be heard, but there was one line of words that appeared in his mind all the time.
Carve the words on the stone!
Li Luo roared angrily, but sadly found that he could not utter a single word from his throat. It was as if there was a huge boulder pressing down on his throat, which was heavy and stuffy, making his life worse than death.
Just when my consciousness was about to blur, I suddenly felt a chill all over my body, and I vaguely seemed to hear someone shouting: "Oh, someone fell into the river."
He was awakened by a burst of fragrance. When he opened his eyes, he saw a low bamboo couch covered with a layer of gauze and a light pink color, like a boudoir in his daughter's house. The bed underneath him was very hard and squeaky.
With back pain, Li Luo moved a little. He had a splitting headache. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. Suddenly, the tip of his nose smelled a strong aroma of wine. It seemed that he was a famous wine soldier in Dagan. He turned around and saw Lin.
There is a slender figure leaning against the window, one long slender leg hanging to the ground, the other leg raised and bent on the window sill, looking up as if there is no one else, raising his long white neck, holding a jar of wine and pouring it into his throat
, the posture is heroic and somewhat like Zhai Liaoyu.
Li Luo sat up. The man by the window looked back and said nothing. He turned his head away and continued drinking. Li Luo looked out the window and saw that his belly was white. It was still early, so drinking like this was rare.
Someone came in from outside the house. She was a little girl with two pigtails. She was about the age of cardamom, and she seemed to be that person's personal maid. After entering the house, she first glanced at the man who was drinking alcohol, and then at Li Luo, who had a blank look on his face, and said coquettishly:
"Miss, it's not yet dawn, you're drinking again, and your body is still weak." After saying that, without waiting for the man's reply, he jumped up to Li Luo, tilted his head and looked at him, "You're awake."
"Well, where is this?"
"This is a small building."
"Small building?"
The girl nodded and said with a smile: "My lady's boudoir."
Li Luo was startled, and when he lowered his head and looked down, he realized that the thin quilt covering him was carefully made, elegant and simple, and was indeed something used by women. He let out a low voice, and quickly got up and got out of bed, but he opened the quilt.
For a moment, his face stiffened again, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he glanced at the girl, touched the tip of his nose, and said in a panic: "This is..."
"Hehe, my lady's clothes are of a suitable size. When I fished you out of the river, your clothes were completely soaked. The lady said that you are prone to cold and illness, so she changed you into clean clothes."