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Heart-abuse Novel: The Legend of Jiangnan (full text+Fanwai)

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In the thirty-sixth year of Chongyuan, Yangzhou Poetry Society.

A carriage stopped in front of Mingyue Restaurant, and the son who got off at the head, a girl with a peach blossom fan in her hand and a little cinnabar on her back, dressed in dark black brocade with a silver fox edge and a jade belt around her waist, followed two or three attendants, who were Lou Xiyue and his party. As soon as I entered the building, I saw a man dressed in apricot dark brocade, and said,

"Brother Xiyue is really a man of his word, but he took time out of his busy schedule to come. I heard that you were tied up by the contest arranged by your father to get married."

The familiar tone implies teasing. It is indeed Xu Zilan who got together in Beijing a month ago.

Lou Xiyue shook the peach blossom fan and said, "If not, I won't come."

Xu Zilan introduced Lou Xiyue and his party into a private room on the second floor, and said with a low smile, "Remember the Anjunzhu I told you about a month ago?"

Lou Xiyue raised half an interest and looked at him. She raised her eyebrows and said, "She?"

Xu Zilan said, "Well, it's the second elegant room from the left across the street, waiting for you to smell incense."

Lou Xiyue looked up at the opposite side through the layers of carved columns, only to see a man dressed in men's clothes sitting in the opposite room, but the graceful posture and the gesture of serving tea gave away the secret. Lou Xiyue raised his glass to the opposite side, drank it in one gulp, and then put a smile on his mouth. On the opposite side, there was the sound of tea lamps clattering and breaking.

Xu Zilan said, "Look, there is another grievance."

Lou Xiyue didn't say anything, but just poured himself out.

The little lady in the singing platform on the ground floor gently twirled the pipa and babbled, and Wu Nong, who was soaked in Yangzhou River, dripped softly in the restaurant. Xu Zilan squinted at the long and narrow phoenix eye with great interest, tapped the edge of the table with the tail of a fan, and said, "I specially invited rouge, a newly-promoted red man in Yixiangyuan, to entertain the poetry meeting. How is it compared with Fluttershy?"

Lou Xiyue lit up a new warm pepper wine: "Try listening to old songs, it's still like being drunk."

Xu Zilan said with a smile, "No wonder Miss Fluttershy is obsessed with you. When she got married that year, she watched you cross the willow embankment and turned around when she could no longer see you."

There was a sudden noise downstairs, and several guards pushed and shoved a man in the middle.

Xu Zilan stopped a page, rewarded him with a few taels of silver and asked, "What happened downstairs?"

The page sneered, "A scoundrel, who insisted on entering the building without a post."

Looking at a room full of curious people, Lou Xiyue mused, "He is a native of the East."

Xu Zilan asked curiously, "Oh? How do you know? "

Louxiyue tilted the pot to pour wine, and raised it to his lips, saying, "I have been to Dongtu many years ago, and the jade dagger hanging around that man's waist came from the Dongtu royal family."

After that, I got up and said, "My father will find this place soon, so I'd better go first."

Then, ignoring Xu Zilan's persistent retention, he called Ji Jiu behind him to leave.

It snowed for the first time this morning in Yangzhou in the middle of winter, and now the willows beside the bridge shake off a tree.

running water makes soup, and the boat paddles lightly.

it's time for everyone to turn on the lights.

Lou Xiyue left the restaurant, and the servant pulled the carriage.

"Lou Gongzi."

a call came from behind.

Lou Xiyue turned around and saw the man who was stopped at Mingyue Restaurant in the afternoon standing ten paces behind him.

after a while, the man said, "I'm a near-servant around the late Emperor. Three years ago, when Emperor Jun died, he was detained by Emperor Ji. " After a pause, he added, "My late emperor sent me to protect Xuanji, and I only obey his orders ..."

Lou Xiyue kept saying, "What's it to me?" With that, I got into the carriage and threw the voice behind me on the bluestone path.

Ji Jiu drew the curtain and said, "That scoundrel is still chasing after us."

"Let him." Louxiyue leans on the brocade couch.

Zhuo Shang intuitively knew that the driver in front was getting farther and farther away, so he simply stopped and shouted, "Xuanji told me to look for you three years ago!"

"Stop the car!"

Lou Xiyue approached Zhuo Shang, who kept panting. "You said Xuanji? Who is Dongtu Diji now? "

"Xuan Ji's younger sister, pity Ji."

In Yaowang Valley, heavy snow in the middle of winter covered the road into the valley, and one man and one horse slowly left a row of marks on the snow.

The white horse hung his head so tired that he only breathed into the snow.

The cold wind froze the gurgling stream, and the man looked out from under the hood of the white fur hat, only to see that the ten-mile bamboo forest with blue waves and dark waves was now only green and swaying in the bitter valley wind.

Before the hospital, Sanjustice played chess with a girl of seventeen or eighteen. The girl wore a blue cotton-padded coat, dressed as a man, and wore an animal skin felt hat.

Lou Xiyue felt that her voice was a little shaky. Maybe it was because the valley wind blew it away:

"Xiaoxiang?"

When Yunruo turned her head, she saw such a man, covered with a layer of snow, with long hair like ink hidden in the hood. Only a pair of dark eyes looked at her, and seemed to see the end of misty rain.

"Are you here to see a doctor? Master has gone to the back hill to collect medicine at the moment. Do you want me to show you the way? "

"master? He actually accepted an apprentice again. " He murmured.

Three Gong, who was staring at the chessboard, stopped him: "When did Xia Shen doctor make you an apprentice? You must wash the medicine pool in the spring! "

Then he stroked his beard, looked up and said, "It's the son of Lou Qi. What a coincidence."

Lou Xiyue nodded: "I'm here to see Xiaoxiang."

Despite Yunruo's pouting, Sangong reached out and dropped a son on the chessboard: "You have to ask Xia Shen."

When Xia Jingnan pushed the door and entered the room, Sanzheng clapped his head and shouted, "Hey-I lost again."

Lou Xiyue across the street lightly took a cup of hot tea and took a sip, saying, "Excuse me."

If Yun saw Xia Jingnan, he hurried to the door and changed his wet hemp fiber.

Lou Xiyue stood up and said, "Doctor Xia, I'm here to pick up Xiaoxiang."

Xia Jingnan was dressed in a plain clothes with an ebony hairpin on her head. After watching him for a while, she began to tidy up the herbs in her back. After a long interval, she said gently, "There seems to be no reason for her not to stay in the valley. If you want to take her away, give me a proof that she is willing. "

The two men were deadlocked for a while, until Sangong yawned and Yunruo picked up a plate of melon seeds and looked at them. Lou Xiyue sighed and said, "Where is Xiaoxiang's room?"

Xia Jingnan looked at Yunruo.

Yunruo jumped off the chair and said, "I'll take you there."

If Yunruo takes Lou Xiyue into the east room, Lou Xiyue sees the bedding neatly folded on the bed, with a set of porcelain tea set on the square table and a cup of cool tea in it.

"Now I live in Qixiang's room. Doctor Xia said that if someone lives there, it's always a little lively. If Qixiang wakes up one day, he won't complain that we didn't make full use of resources."

It seems to be a question of seeing Lou Xiyue, Yunruo said. And in front of Lou Xiyue was silent, a pair of eyes looked at the room carefully, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the strong wind shrinking in the corner and heating in Kyubi no Youko.

Gale heard voices, and looked at them with dark eyes. His paws moved on the ground, and suddenly his wings opened and shook. A cold wind blew on the ground, and then he closed it up. His side head stroked Kuroha with his beak and made a cooing sound.

Yun Ruo said shyly, "Sorry, Gale always thinks of himself as a chicken recently." After a pause, he added, "Hen."

Lou Xiyue noticed the wound on the left wing of the big eagle and asked, "What happened to its wing?"

Yunruo replied, "I went out half a month ago, perhaps delivering letters. When I came back, I was injured by an ice diamond falling from a tree."

When Kyubi no Youko saw Lou Xiyue, he jumped into his arms three or two times and licked his hand please.

On the second day of Lou Xiyue, Kyubi no Youko did not touch her arms, ignoring the strong wind that threw a resentful little eye at him, but Ting Yun added, "All the things of Qi Xiang are here."

if the cloud is placed on the table, it is a square wooden box, and the four corners have been ground.

Lou Xiyue lifted the lid of the box, which contained a bag of needle and thread, a few hairpins and two shadow puppets, one was a heavy-eyed military commander and the other was a gentle scholar.

He smiled, as if he remembered a girl who hung her head and twisted her skirt, picking and choosing the shadow puppeteer in a low voice, but turned to carefully tell her to put it away. My finger turned over at the bottom of the box, but I felt a little protrusion, but it was a secret interlayer. Lou Xiyue opened it, and there was a piece of stationery hidden inside, which was yellowed with years and had burrs. The handwriting on it was very familiar: "A girl said that she didn't cure her uncle, so she trusted me. I wonder if this is still true?"

after such a long time, the strong wind delivered this letter.

I've spent a long time, and I've thought hard about it. There are always tokens of time that travel thousands of miles, and there is little chance to recall the misty rain of that year.

It seems that something was split in my mind, and it took me a long time to find my voice: "When did the gale go out?"

Yun Ruo was about to go out. When he heard this, he stumbled and asked, "Half a month ago, why?"

However, no one answered her. The man who just asked questions has rushed out of the room like a whirlwind.

Yangzhou, Loufu.

"I will be angry with him sooner or later. I can't get a good kiss, and I don't know where to go!"

Lou Yufeng's voice made the hall tremble three times, and the servant shrank his neck and waited. Suddenly the housekeeper ran from the door:

"Sir, the Seventh Young Master is back."

"back? What are you doing back? Tell him not to come to see me. I don't want to hear his explanation. "

Actually, I didn't want to explain to him when I went upstairs to Xiyue. He put down his whip and went to the inner courtyard, grabbing a maid along the way and asking, "Did a big bird come here half a month ago?"

The maid was surprised by his rare embarrassment. She didn't speak for a moment. Ji Jiu, who chased her all the way, replied, "I once saw a black sculpture with several maids."

"where is it?"

"the west wall of the south yard."

When Ji Jiu arrived at the South Yard, what he saw was Lou Xiyue crouching in a pile of fallen leaves, holding something motionless in his hand. When he approached, he found that it was a piece of stationery, and the words on it were wet by dew, which scattered a little ink, but it was not difficult to find that it was two words: "Count."

She was just about to ask these mindless words: "Young Master?"

She didn't promise, so she turned to the front carefully: "Young Master, don't ... Master? What's wrong with you? "

Lou Xiyue didn't answer, just a few drops of water, which made the years-old ink faint.

in the thirty-ninth year of yuan worship, it was midsummer.

the mirror-ground river is like silk.

at dusk, a first-quarter moon hangs in the vast sky.

the boat paddled away from the riverside, and a rural water ballad echoed.

the evening breeze is fragrant.

Qingfeng teahouse.

"However, that arrow shot down the seven buildings of Emperor Ji of Dongtu, and it can be said that a hero is a teenager. At the age of three, I can be gifted, and at the age of seven, I am good at martial arts. A tune of Qiangdi has captured many girls' hearts in Wu, and they have been worshiped by the gods for ten times ... "

The storyteller shook his head and struck a tiger with a bamboo fan.

someone at the bottom laughed: "Mr. Wang didn't say that Qi Shao, who was a headache to the master of the building, married a living dead man a few years ago and lived as a widow for three years, but he didn't forget the joke of Wu Di Chilang?"

The storyteller couldn't argue, and his beard cocked up with anger. There was laughter at the bottom, and a woman shouted, "It's easy to ask for priceless treasures, but it's rare to have a lover."

the audience was filled with sighs again.

No one noticed that there were two men sitting in the corner near the lake. One was dressed in a crimson silk dress with a white jade on his waist. Cui Shi pointed his finger at the tea lamp and said with a smile, "Now the Lou family is enjoying the scenery again because of you. Do you remember Princess Xiao 'an? In order to marry you, I was willing to be small. "

The man sitting opposite him, wearing a blue bamboo stripe brocade, is Lou Xiyue.

"Brother Wu, don't make fun of me. I don't know who's been angry with my sister-in-law for half a month and won't return to Beijing."

Lou Junyan laughed: "Who told a woman to forget her husband when she had a son? How can a wife and son sleep for a month and let "xianggong" sleep in the study? "

"I heard that Fu Yi put on a stage in Yuewang Temple the other day, and my sister-in-law took her little nephew to listen to it for one night." Lou Xiyue shook his fan and said coolly.

Lou Jun paused and said seriously, "I think Yangzhou's cloth was just bought. It's time to go back to Beijing." Then he hurried to the carriage at the door.

Lou Xiyue shook her head and set off for home.

Loufu, when the lights are on.

Lou Yufeng was taking a sip of food when she caught a glimpse of Lou Xiyue entering the hall, looked behind him and asked, "Where is your fifth brother?"

Lou Xiyue replied, "Back to Beijing."

"When will you go back to Nanyang?" Lou he wiped his mouth slowly.

"I will take her back on the third day of this month." Then he walked to the inner court.

Ji Jiu, who followed him, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, won't you tell the young master?"

Lou Yufeng showed an old sharp and slippery smile: "Tell him to be angry with me all these years and scare him to death."

When Lou Xiyue entered the door, the window hole of the court was open, and a lotus fragrance was blown in. The plain blue gauze curtain in the room slowly raised, swaying a room with a slight smell of sandalwood smoke.

There was a man standing by the window, wearing an apricot tunic skirt with two or three strings of tassels hanging from his waist. A splash of ink moss scattered in the Xia Feng.

the silver word is in a strong tone, and the heart word is fragrant.

I would like to ask how time flies.

when we were young, we once met such a person, who was a stranger to teenagers. He caught a glimpse of him that year, and it was a lifetime at a glance.

Lou Xiyue stood still.

The lips of the opposite person are lightly lit up, which seems to be like Qian Shan's thousands of waters separated by this time, and the south of the Yangtze River is far away. She said:

"Xiyue, I had a long, long dream."

then, at this moment, the dust finally settled.