Nightfall

In such a depressive atmosphere and quiet environment, his eyes seemed to have gained weight. With so many eyes in one place, the thin pen finally slowed down. The female professor Yu Lian glanced at Xiaokai on the paper, nodded her head, put the pen on the delicate Xiaoyantai, and then looked to the younger brothers and sisters who looked at themselves with hopeful expressions.

Sure enough, it was the third sister of the academy who was very applauded by the Confucius. She resolved the dispute between the brothers in the academy in one sentence and made a very direct judgment on the dispute between the two brothers.

"You are all wrong."

Yu Lin looked at Brother Master and Brother Two, and said calmly: "Whether it is a bookworm or that little maidservant, whether they are a good match or not, there is no answer, because the one word of match is about each other. How do you stick to your own views and how do you know Ning Que ’s feelings? "

Senior Brother II frowned slightly and said, "The younger brother is an orphan, with no father, mother or relatives. If the backyard of the academy is his home, his marriage will of course be decided by the teacher or our brothers and sisters."

Yu Lian smiled slightly and said, "So I said you were wrong."

"You don't know the younger brother, and I watched him go to the old bookstore, watch him vomit blood and faint mí, watch his silence and thinness day by day by the window, I know he is a kind of person, Do n’t say anything about marriage in the palace, and do n’t say who our brothers and sisters want him to marry. Even if the teacher returns and asks him to marry Haotian ’s daughter, if he does n’t want it, he still does n’t want it. Pointless."

She turned to look at the elder brother calmly and said: "The path of life always needs to go by yourself to know the taste, so in the end it depends on how he chooses himself, no matter how he chooses, the price he will pay for it belongs to him, he You must also learn to bear this price, and I believe the teacher will hold this view. "

After saying this, Sister Yu Yu, the third sister, packed the ink, ink, paper, and ink on the table, and left the small courtyard without saying hello to everyone. The wide courtyard dress that was set on her small body fluttered into the night with the wind. not see.

In the rare academy debates in history, what the master said was very obscure, and what the second brother said was also ambiguous. At this time, the words of the third sister were also philosophical, and I believe that the three of them are actually just themselves. I felt something vaguely, and the rest of them were completely incomprehensible.

The two brothers fell into silence, the brothers and sisters followed the steps of the three sisters and left quietly, and the seven sisters Muyou looked at the two sitting on the chair with a worry, filled the teapot on the table with hot water, and then came out. house.

The candlelight shook gently, and the sound of the waterfall entering the pool faintly came from behind the courtyard. I don't know how long it took. The master slowly stood up, and his clean eyebrows were full of tired expression.

Brother II stood up and performed a courtesy.

The elder brother said: "Since she said so, it seems that you and I are indeed wrong, but I still insist on my opinion, and I can't think of it, since he and the mountain are in love with each other, there is no reason why Will choose her. "

After thinking about the film, Brother II said, "Because he can't let go of Sang Sang."

The master suddenly thought of a possibility, frowned and said, "Will the younger brother have both?"

Second Brother Su Rong said: "This kind of greed will be condemned, and although the two little girls said that their birth status is very different, but they are definitely not such vulgar women in the world, how can they allow the young master to be so happy."

The brother looked at him quietly and suddenly asked, "Junmo, how much do you see?"

Brother II said after a moment of silence: "When Yan Se and Wei Guangming turned to gray, I saw the momentary movements, but I still couldn't see the truth. Brother, have you seen the future clearly?"

The elder brother smiled slightly and said: "I'm afraid even the teacher can't understand it, let alone you and me?"

Brother II frowned slightly and said, "I don't know if Yu Lian saw a little more."

"Her attention has always been on the younger brother, I am afraid that it is not as good as you and me."

After finishing this sentence, the elder brother did not know what he was thinking, and remained silent for a long time, then reached out and patted the second elder brother's shoulder gently, saying, "Junmo, maybe you are right, but I can't bear it.

The second brother was tall and tall. Seeing that the brother wanted to pat his shoulder, he was used to leaning forward slightly so that the brother could shoot more smoothly, and the ancient crown on his head almost hit the face of the master.

The two laughed at each other, and all the negative emotions brought about by the previous argument disappeared.

Only the word "intolerance" still keeps returning to dàng with the sound of the waterfall.

Ning Que did not know that Houshan of the Academy had a conference for his lifelong event, and he did not know that the two brothers who had not caused the dust in the world had a fierce conflict over this matter. In recent days, he Continue to take the mountains and mountains to play in the Chang'an City where the winter is fading, and go to various schools to taste the masterpieces of the predecessors.

For more than 20 years, he has never been in love, or even had close contact with strangers, so he does n’t know if he is in love with Shanshan because he was at the Red Wall that night. After Bai Xuejian said that she liked it, there seemed to be no change in the relationship between the two. It was still so peaceful and casual, even without touching her hand. The only difference was that the girl occasionally came out when the shoulders touched. Shame.

It was this shame that made up for Ning Que ’s regret for his love imagination. When he took the mountains and walked through the streets of Chang’an City, he often remembered that he was leaning against his fire on the north side of the fire The maidservant, thinking of Situ Ylang, who walked with her on the shore of Yanbei Lake, realized that a response was the source of joy.

This kind of feeling is really good, even if there is no intimate physical contact, there is no sweet words, oaths, so Ning Que is willing to continue walking with the mountains, only when passing through the narrow alleys of winter trees As he stepped through the pine and snow that gradually melted by the lake, he occasionally felt that somewhere in his heart became a little empty.

In the evening, the two walked to Lin 47 Lane. Standing under the tree in the alley, Ning Que once again sent an invitation to Moshan Mountain: "Come in and sit down, the food is definitely enough."

Mo Shanshan looked at the door of Lao Bi Zhai not far away and whispered, "No need."

Ning Que could not help asking: "Why?"

Mo Shanshan looked at the tip of the shoe protruding from the skirt and whispered, "I am very happy to walk side by side with you in Chang'an City. I am also very happy to comment on the paintings and calligraphy with you. You said I liked me that night. Very happy. "

Then she raised her head and looked at the inconspicuous small nest on Ning Que's cheek, her eyelashes blinked slightly, and suddenly raised her hand to poke gently with her fingertips, smiling and said: "But only like is not enough."

Returning to Lao Bi Zhai, Ning Que is still thinking about the meaning of Mo Shanshan's sentence. If he is asked to solve mathematics problems or to practice enlightenment, it is probably much easier than understanding what the girls are thinking, so Some sleepy.

"Master, have dinner."

Sang Sang made two bowls of chicken broth from the small urn, and then asked, "Do you want to sprinkle some green onions?"

Ning Que said: "The chicken broth you boil is the best in the world, so you should drink the original flavor and not add onions.

If it is usual and praised by Ning Que, Sang Sang will generally be happier. Although it does n’t seem to laugh, she always uses a rice spoon in the bowl to force him when adding rice, but today she does n’t seem to listen at all. When he arrived, he quietly fed Ning Que, and then sat silently on the other side of the table, and took up the chopsticks silently.

Ning Que looked at her, and suddenly thought that she did have some whereabouts these days, and smiled and explained: "I told you that night, those shameless brothers and sisters in the back hill of the academy threw me into Chang'an City as a fightman. Torii, so these days have been prepared for someone to come to challenge. "

Sang Sang murmured softly, then held the rice bowl to continue eating.

Ning Que finished the chicken soup, poured two scoops on the white rice in the big bowl in front of him, and then flicked the rice like a cloud.

There was silence at the table.

Ning Que suddenly raised his head and looked at Sang Sang across the table and asked, "Since you were very young, we have been discussing what kind of sister-in-law you should find."

Sang Sang put the rice bowl gently on the table and looked at him and said, "It's grandma."

"That's the name that changed only after leaving Weicheng."

Ning Que thought of taking Sang Sang to pick the girl in the red sleeves at that time, he could not help laughing, and then he finally understood why there are always places in his heart that are empty these days, because he has not heard Someone's opinion or that he has not reported to someone or he wants to hear something he wants to hear.

He looked at Sang Sang very seriously and said, "What do you think of Moshan Mountain?"

Sang Sang looked at his eyes very seriously, and after a long time he picked up his rice bowl again and said, "Very good."

Ning Que looked at the little girl who was about to bury her face in her rice bowl and asked slightly: "Is it good?"

Sang Sang ’s small face protruded from the rice bowl and looked at him and said, “It ’s good.”

Ning Que looked at her clear eyes like Koike, yellow hair like grass after the snow, looked at her little black face, and looked at the rice sticking on her face, silent for a long time, no The words smiled.

"Nothing, just ask casually."

He reached out and picked off the rice sticking to Sang Sang's face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He threw it into his mouth very skillfully, and then continued to bow his head to eat, somehow his mood became a little low, and he thought about his Sang Sanguoran is still a child.

After dinner, Sang Sang went to boil water and wash dishes as usual, but Ning Que started to write notes. When tired and sleepy, he would write a few signatures to adjust his spirit. When it was late at night, he would burn his feet and prepare to sleep.

Although midwinter is about to pass, spring has not really arrived yet, and Chang'an City under the night is still a bit cold. The two still sleep on the kang built in last winter, as head to foot as in previous years.

Sang Sang's little feet were clean and washed, and Ning Que was hugged in his arms. He felt very comfortable and at ease with the pair of smooth āonèn white feet as white as jade. , And then closed his eyes and entered a wonderful dream.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that Ning Que and Sang Sang have repeated the nights of the past fifteen years, and it is just an unusual night, but Sang Sang has not fallen asleep at all.

With her bright eyes open, she quietly looked at the roof with the abandoned rune paper, as if looking at the rock walls of the Minshan cave and the earthen walls of the Weicheng small courtyard where she lived in the past years. ! .