At a street corner covered with grass, everyone got out of the car. Su Jin told Xiaozhu, Chao Chao and others to wait by the car. He, Yan Biyun Huanniang and others followed Xu Dongdong through a path overgrown with weeds, and then passed through another area.
The grove covered with fallen leaves came to a small courtyard.
The small courtyard was surrounded by a bamboo fence, and some yellow thatch was draped on the gatehouse, which looked extremely decadent. Opening the door, you were greeted by a small courtyard. The courtyard was not as dilapidated as Su Jin imagined, but was neat and orderly.
It just had a strange smell, which seemed to be the smell of boiled medicine, mixed with a hint of alcohol.
Under some gourd vines at the west end, there is a bamboo chair and a small table. There are a few dishes and a wine cup on the table. An old man wearing a black robe is lying on the chair with his head tilted and squinting.
The sun in the sky.
Xu Dongdong smiled apologetically and made a gesture of invitation. However, he came to the man first, packed the dishes and wine cups into a bamboo basket and put them aside. Then he gently called the old man and said, "Brother Qi Qing."
, there’s someone at home, wake up, I’m drinking again.”
The old man in black robe moved, but coughed violently again. Xu Dongdong quickly helped him sit up, and said to Su Jin and others: "Brother Qiqing is not in good health. He keeps coughing. I am neglecting you all. Please wait a moment."
After a while, I will go get a stool and make a pot of tea."
Su Jin smiled and said: "There's no need to be busy. I'm presumptuous enough to disturb you."
Xu Dongdong smiled, turned around and entered the room. Su Jin turned to look at Liu Yong, secretly disappointed in his heart. This was not the handsome Liu Sanbian that he had imagined, just an ordinary old man lying in bed.
He even looked more decadent than an ordinary old man. There were some white things in the corners of his eyes and mouth, which made people sick to look at.
Liu Yong was also looking at Su Jin. His eyes were not as decadent as his appearance, but clear and indifferent. The two looked at each other for two or three breaths, and Liu Yong said, "Who are you?"
Su Jin cupped his hands and said, "Student Su Jin, please meet Mr. Liu. This is my friend Mr. Yan."
"Su Jin? Do we know each other?" Liu Yong spoke coldly.
"I don't know him, but I admire Mr. Liu's talent and knowledge, so I begged Mr. Xu to bring me to visit him."
"You admire my talents? You came to see my Liu Yong's jokes." Liu Yong sneered.
Su Jin was speechless, Xu Dongdong took the stool and went out, scolding: "Brother Qi Qing, don't blame Mr. Su and Mr. Yan by mistake. They meant well and were in the hook just now. If it weren't for them, the Nu family would probably have
I was bullied to death.”
Liu Yong listened to Xu Dongdong's words, his expression softened slightly, and his eyes were full of guilt.
"These two young masters even rewarded me with a lot of money. For so many days, no one wanted to listen to the music of the slave family. The family is almost at a loss. If it weren't for them, the slave family wouldn't know what to do." Xu Dongdong's eyes were red.
Liu Yong's face was filled with embarrassment, with both shame and anger in his eyes. He coughed loudly in excitement. Xu Dongdong quickly wiped away his tears and stepped forward to help him beat his back. At the same time, he comforted softly: "Sir, don't be excited. It's the slave's fault.
, I shouldn’t tell you this.”
Su Jin and Yan Biyun looked at each other, and there was an unspeakable feeling in their hearts. If life is so miserable, does life still have meaning? What moved them even more was that Xu Dongdong and Liu Yong were just in love, and they were in the fireworks.
They met each other in the dust, but can be so affectionate and stay together forever. This is something that no chaste and martyr woman can do.
Sometimes things in the world are very strange. The more people think they are chaste and flawless, the more dissolute they become, which is unimaginable. And some people you think are hopelessly filthy, but in fact they are.
Be able to stick to yourself and never get lost.
"Brother Qi Qing, I know that you don't want to see outsiders, but you definitely want to see Mr. Su. Do you still remember the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" you read? That is Mr. Su's masterpiece, don't you?
Have you always wanted to meet this student Su? Isn’t your wish fulfilled now?”
"Is he the one who wrote the song "Shui Tiao"? Liu Yong stopped coughing, gasped and looked at Su Jin and then Xu Dongdong, his eyes full of disbelief.
"It's just Bu Cai's clumsy work. It makes you laugh." Su Jin cupped his hands and said.
"Really? You are only 16 or 17 years old, how can you come up with such good words?"
"I'm sixteen, but age doesn't mean anything, and my words can only be considered decent. When compared with the Fang family, it's ridiculous." Su Jin said modestly.
"Just make do? If that's called make do, then all the literati in the world can go jump into the river." Liu Yong smiled, and when he smiled, his face actually lit up, covering up all the dejection.
"I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. What a wonderful sentence. The person who can write such a sentence, not to mention his literary talent, must have a noble and innocent character. Brother Su can write it when he is only sixteen
This shocking word has an unlimited future."
"Sir, sir, you are making ridiculous compliments. I am just expressing my feelings. When it comes to composing lyrics, everyone in this world must be you, sir. I am just trying to do something in my class." Su Jin really meant what he said. If it wasn't for piracy, Su Jin would probably have continued.
I can't even write lyrics that will attract people's attention for the first time, let alone be sung by others.
Liu Yong sighed and picked up the teapot to pour tea for Su Jin. Xu Dongdong quickly took it and filled Su Jin with tea. He said apologetically: "Mr. Su, you guys talk first. The slave family has to tidy up the house. It's a rare good sun.
You need to take out your clothes and mattresses to dry them."
Su Jin nodded and told her to help herself. Xu Dongdong and Yifu stood up and left. Liu Yong looked at her back with a sad look in his eyes and said softly: "I, Liu Qi, am already waiting to die, so why talk about the current world?"
As everyone said, Mr. Su, I know all the words in the world, Liu Yong was no longer alive back then, and Liu Yong now is just a half-dead person."
Su Jin said: "The most important thing for a person is the spirit. As long as the spirit is immortal, what will happen when you grow old and die? The poems you left behind will definitely be greatly admired by future generations. Your talent and academic skills need to be proven to anyone."
Liu Yong's eyes lit up and he looked at Su Jin and said: "If you can say such a thing, I believe it was you who made the words. People in the world say that I, Liu Yong, have fallen into poverty and am reduced to relying on women to support me, but I, Liu Yong, see it that way.
It is true that I, Liu Yong, did a lot of ridiculous things and said a lot of ridiculous things when I was young, but for Xu Dongdong, Chen Shishi, and other women who have a good relationship with me, Liu Yong, Liu Yong's questions are purely out of true feelings; because of this, they will treat Xu Dongdong, Chen Shishi, and other women who have a good relationship with me.
I'm so good."
Liu Yong sighed, squinted his eyes and looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and said: "I am seriously ill now and have nothing to grow up with. It is indeed unseemly to rely on them to support me, but the world does not know the relationship between us. They raised me
Me, listen to my lyrics and sing them with music. That is the joy of their lives. Everyone has what they want in their hearts. I can give them what they want. This is why we can be together.
.”
"Giving what others cannot give is the capital that I, Liu Yong, am proud of in my life. Some people can give me ten thousand taels of gold, and they can give me good food and clothing, but not everyone can give me the nourishment in a person's heart.
I, Liu Yongneng, can give it to you, and that’s the truth.”
Liu Yong breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of tea and looked at Su Jin and said: "Actually, you also have such ability, but you and I have different circumstances and different personalities. In fact, I have suffered from this dissoluteness in my life.
, but I don’t regret it.”
Su Jin looked at Liu Yong's face. Hidden behind the traces left by the wind and dust was an uninhibited and unrestrained heart, a heart that longed for you. Suddenly Su Jin felt that what he said seemed to make sense, and she seemed to be in his
It was as if I found my own shadow on my body.
On the gold list, I occasionally missed the lead.
How to pay homage to the virtuous people who were temporarily left behind in the Ming Dynasty?
Even if the attempt fails, the wind and cloud will fall, and the struggle will be in vain?
There is no need to discuss gains and losses.
A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white clothes.
Fireworks in the alleys, and a beautiful barrier according to the agreement.
All at the same rate.
Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine lightly and sang in a low voice.
A song "Crane Soaring to the Sky" slowly appeared in Su Jin's mind. This poem should be the most important poem in Liu Yong's life. Just because of that last sentence, Liu Yong's life took a big turn.
In the spring months of Pinghu, Liu Yong is surfing the dangerous shoals. Liu Yong is a true-hearted person. Perhaps Liu Yong simply enjoys this dissolute life. He is just the "White Prime Minister" in his mind. The world laughs at his downfall.
But he stands in the weeds and laughs at the fact that the world is trapped in a cage and cannot extricate itself.
Looking at Liu Yong smiling in the sunshine, Su Jin stood up gently, made a gesture, and left quietly with Yan Biyun and others.
Looking back, Xu Dongdong stood at the door of the courtyard and waved gently. Although she was dressed in plain clothes and had no trace of the prosperity of the past, in the eyes of Yan Biyun and Su Jin, she was the most beautiful woman in the world, the most satisfied.
A woman.
(ps: Regarding these two chapters, I guess many book friends will not like to read them. In fact, I originally planned to write more, but I really can’t help it. Wen Qing’s disease has broken out, but I think there can be several chapters in a book.
Chapters like this are harmless. But I guarantee that there won’t be many chapters like this in the future. The high-level part of the third volume is coming soon, and I have to do some preparation beforehand. Please be patient and read on. In fact, these chapters introduce some of the Song Dynasty.