Chapter 20: Lost Gentleman (9)

The window was slammed three times, and the nightingale screamed three times, and suddenly, a window in the dormitory was pushed open from the inside out.
A pair of white as jade, the girl's hands appeared in the darkness. The nightingale screamed on the laurel tree in front of the window. After listening, she shouted tentatively, "Brother?"
Suddenly, a young man in black hangs upside down from the tree, cold and pale, arms folded in both hands, smiling.
This person is the Ming Long Banquet. He said, "Yiyue, are you hungry?"
"Brother!" Yi Yue's red-brown eyes lightened, and he opened his arms and tried to hug him. Ming Changyan was afraid she would fall out of the house, and quickly turned over and jumped out of the laurel.
Entering the house through the window, Yi Yue lights up, and the house lights up suddenly.
Ming Changyan had not seen her for a year, so she took two steps back and looked up and down. Yiyue wore Dayue's unique veil and long black hair. She was like a girl in the painting.
Yi Yue sat at the table and poured a bowl of goat's milk. "Is my brother thirsty?"
Ming Changyan sat down and laughed, "You're a bit fat."
Yiyue said, "When I grow fatter, my brother will see how he is getting fatter."
The Ming banquet held up a bowl and drank it, and turned out a large amount of rouge gouache brought from the Central Plains from the package behind. These gadgets can be seen everywhere in Lin'an, which is not unusual, but Yiyue has never stepped out of the country of Dayue. The Ming Changyan is very precious to her no matter what she brings from the outside.
Yiyue unscrewed the lid, and she applied some rouge to her lips and put it on her lips: "My brother brought it to me last year, and I've run out of it. Is this the way to use it? This, the black paint, can it be wiped on the mouth on?"
Ming Chang feasted: "This is an eyebrow. You come here, I will teach you how to draw?"
Yiyue said: "Will you paint? This is something that the Central Plains girl plays with."
Ming Chang Yan raised an eyebrow: "Don't underestimate brother, what can I do!"
The two moved, Yi Yue was sitting in front of the mirror, Ming Changyan held Luo Zidai in her right hand, and gently applied to her eyebrows. In the mirror, the two look the same, they have the best talents, they are twins and they are difficult to distinguish between you and me.
Make up, Yi Yue said: "My brother's eyebrows are ugly."
Ming Yan feasted in her eyebrows: "Choose three, choose four, and next time ask me to paint, I won't paint anymore."
Yi Yue stood up, made a circle in front of the mirror, and four pairs of bells on the hands and feet jingled.
"Brother, when did you take me to the Central Plains? I said it the year before, and I said it the year before, you always lie."
The Ming banquet called injustice: "You have wronged me." He said: "Wait another year and I will be able to take you to the Central Plains. I remember that the monthly ceremony is about to begin. Are you familiar with dancing and dancing, in case it looks like again? When I was a kid, I skipped halfway and forgot, Abba would hang you up and fight. "
Yi Yue grinned and said, "It was my brother who was hoisted by Dad. You reversed right and wrong."
Ming Changyan also laughed: "I'm not beaten to help you, I have no conscience. You don't cry when you come to me to make trouble and jump by yourself. Can I pretend to jump up?"
Yi Yue said: "You and I look the same, who can recognize it." She thought about it, and said, "Only Ainiang can tell."
The Ming banquet ate two pieces of cakes: "Anyang has been away for many years. It doesn't make sense for us to stay in Dayue. I will pick you up to the Central Plains after the monthly ceremony this year."
Yi Yue looked at Yupe on his waist and asked, "What is this? It's strange."
Ming Changyan said: "Oh, what my little master gave me. Why, do you like it? Then take it."
Posture, he will untie. Yiyue shook her head: "I don't want to, until the Central Plains, my brother buys me a new one."
Ming Changyan said: "That's natural. I buy you as much as you want. By the way, there is also this." Ming Changyan took out two small wooden combs, the craft is very beautiful: "This is for the small bell, this For the little dice. Last year I promised them to bring them, you will give them when they wait for you to wake up tomorrow morning. Don't say I'm here. "
Yi Yue pushed one of the combs back to Ming Changyan: "One is enough. The little dice was killed by Abba."
A long feast for the Ming Dynasty.
"I don't like Dad. He's getting worse and worse, and he's going to kill everybody. Take me away, brother, will you go this year? Will you take a little bell with her? Now. "
Ming Changyan returned to God, rubbed her hair, and sighed: "This year will not work. I am not stable in the Central Plains and it will take another year to quietly take you away. I can't protect you if I take you away this year. Be thorough, wait until next year, next year I will be able to compete with Abba. "
Ming Changyan said so in his mouth, but knew in his heart that the situation of the Tianqing faction in Wulin, Central Plains was more severe than he said. Intuition tells him that this is not the best time to receive Yi Yue from the Central Plains.
Yi Yue lay on the table and fiddled with the tea cup. "I don't like the moon. It's big and boring."
Seeing her low expression at the Ming Banquet, Ming Chang changed her topic and said, "Guess who did I see when I came back from Wu'an today?
He made a mystery, and sure enough, Yiyue looked at him with a word of Wu'an.
Ming Changyan continued: "Guess who it is?"
Yiyue said: "Is it Buffon?"
Ming Chang bantered, "It's my brother-in-law."
Yi Yue flushed and murmured, "You tease me."
Ming Chang feasted: "Dare to dare, I really met Bu Feng today. He hunted a small deer and said he would take off the antlers and make it for you. Oh, there is this."
He took out a quill from his arms: "Bufto brought me to you. Is your pen broken? He said you haven't written to him for a long time."
Yi Yue put away her pen and replied, "My brother said to me. You have been in Central China for so long, why didn't you find me a puppet?"
Ming Changyan tilted his feet and laughed, "I didn't find my sister-in-law, but I raised a lot of cubs."
Yiyue aspires: "When I get to the Tianqing school, I will also learn martial arts. It ’s boring to dance. It ’s always the dance that dances every year. After so many years, my feet are broken.
The Ming feast of the Ming dynasty said: "The monthly ceremony is once a year, so you can't skip it. However, I will teach you martial arts later in the Central Plains."
Yi Yue picked up an ancient book from the bed with the five words "Goddess of Songs" on it. Seeing this book at the Long Banquet of Ming Dynasty is also very kind. When he was a boy, he and Iyue studied the big song book together. Because he was a man, Wu Zhu only asked him to recite the whole story, but Yiyue had to learn the sacrificial dance.
The Ming Changyan also wanted to tell Yi Yue some interesting facts about the Central Plains. His nose moved and he smelled a dark fragrance.
"Iyue, what's in your room, why is it fragrant?"
Yi Yue didn't say anything, Ming Changyan looked up, her vision blurred, he shouted, "Yi Yue?"
Ming Changyan rubbed his eyes and woke up.
Fuling wrung the parsley and wondered, "Less awake!"
Ming Changyan sat up and lost his hair. The subtle fragrance became richer, he asked, "Has Yui been here?"
Fuling handed him the papar: "The little country minister just left."
Ming Changyan sighed: "No wonder."
Fuling inspected and observed: "Young servant, can you feel uncomfortable?"
Ming Chang Yan waved his hand: "No, I had a dream, I dreamed about a period of time at home."
Fuling put on clothes for him: "It turned out to be homesick. The concubine in the palace also missed home much. After waiting for the little waitress to sleep, her status rose, and you can then collect the master and wife in the palace. day."
Ming Changyan had no intention of listening to her nonsense, and immersed himself in that dream. Not long after returning from Dayue to the Central Plains, Tianqing had a series of incidents. After being cleared by the six martial arts, he fell into the Yanbo River and escaped, but drowsily passed for two years. When he woke up, he suffered traumatic amnesia, part of which had disappeared from his mind.
Thinking of this, Ming Changyan sighed.
Next time? When is next time? He didn't return to Dayue for two years, and I don't know how Yiyue would blame him at this time. Now that he has become a waste, let alone bring Yiyue to the Central Plains to take care of her. He is a mud-bodhisattva who crosses the river. It is for this reason that the long feast of the Ming Dynasty is very urgent, and he must find out the truth two years ago as soon as possible. Who framed him? Who killed Wan Qianqiu?
When he was contemplating meditation, he was so cold that acupuncture came from the back of his neck. The Ming banquet took a breath and ran his hands on the back of his neck. A swollen packet was squirming up and down. Ten fingers are sore and painful, and it seems that something is coming out of the flesh.
"Poria! Give me a knife! Any knife is fine!"
Fuling was jumped by his suddenly raised voice, panicing: "Young servant, there is no knife in the palace."
Ming Chang feasted: "The sharpest thing is fine. Pull out the bun on your head and give it to me, and then find me a basin!"
Seeing his cold sweat on his head, Fuling turned pale and had no blood on his lips, so he didn't dare to delay for a moment, took off his bun, lifted the basin, and sat next to the Ming feast.
Ming Changyan was half-lying on the bed. When he held the crotch, he did not hesitate for a moment. He pricked his fingertips with great force and fierce hands. With ten fingers connected to his heart, Fuling alone saw him move, and then trembled, screamed, stepped back, fell to the ground, and shook his mouth. The long banquet of the Ming dynasty did not change. It seemed to be used to this matter.
After a short while, a basin of blood had accumulated in the basin: it was black and thick, and it looked like poisonous blood.
After the Ming banquet did all of this, he looked up at Fuling: "Today's thing, only you and I know, don't mention it to anyone, and it's not good for peony."
Poria swallowed and slowly got up from the ground: "Young waiter, why young waiter ..."
Ming Chang feasted: "Oh, it's not a big deal, it's old. I accidentally saw it today, remember to keep it secret for me."
Fuling nodded and said, "Young Master, I'll get you some medicine!"
She hurriedly took out the gauze and medicine powder for dressing. After the Ming banquet took over, she refused the help of Poria, and even pulled the medicine with her. She did not cleverly wrap a few ugly cloths.
The wound was too big, even if the Ming Changyan was wrapped around three or four times, the blood at the wound was still saturated with gauze. Fuling proposed: "Young waiter, I'll call the little country minister."
Ming Changyan bite the gauze and twisted it while dismantling, and said indistinctly, "What should I ask him to do?"
Fuling said: "These days, the young waiter was unconscious and waking up. All of them came from the small country to take care of him.
Ming Chang feasted and said with a smile: "Poria, I said it in the morning, and I will not commit river water with him in the future. He came to take care of me, Ben Shaoxia and Ben Shashi remembered in mind, there are gracious reports. It ’s impossible to find him! You also saw it. I said a few days ago and went to him. Is n’t it shameless?

Fuling mumbled, "Face is small, but physical is big."
Ming Chang feasted: "Nothing is impossible, in my case, the face is the biggest! Don't mention him."
During the speech, all ten fingers were bandaged, and the long feast of the Ming Dynasty glanced at the outside sky, and it was already dark, and then said, "Moreover, it's not gentlemanly to be so troublesome as it is so dark."
Fuling had to promise, he took the basin, went out and poured blood. As soon as he opened the door, Shaoyao waited at the door. When he saw Poria, he said, "Poria, who you are!"
A bent over his back with a smile on his face and said, "Is the young smoker in the house?"
Fuling said, "Where is it, father-in-law?"
The said: "Slaves are Li Xishan in the tribute room."
Poria and Paeoniao looked at each other and said joyfully, "It turned out to be Gong Li, please, my master is sitting inside."
Shaoyao shouted: "Young waiter! The courtroom is here!"
Ming Changyan is doing nothing, blowing his fingers, so that the blood stains dry faster, listening to the peony tone cheerfully, saying: "Come come, come, what are you so happy about?"
Li Xishan said: "The young servant will be happy after listening to the minions." He smiled and said, "The emperor turned your brand tonight."
The long feast of the Ming dynasty said: "The emperor? The emperor turned my brand? Poria, what does this mean, what brand of mine is with the emperor."
Li Xishan saw that the long banquet was very 'naive', and when he looked at the second daughter, he laughed and said, "Madam, the emperor turned your brand and told you to go to bed tonight."
Waiter's bed, Ming Chang Yan understood these two words.
He went down for about half a column, and then slowly said, "I'm sleeping?"
Li Xishan nodded. "The minion came to pick up his mother."
Ming Changyan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I see. I'll pack up and come right away."
After Li Xishan left, Fuling laughed: "Okay, great! Young waiter, what else do you have to pack, do you want to change clothes?"
Shaoyao smiled: "It doesn't matter if you change clothes or not, the emperor doesn't look at her clothes."
Ming Changyan stood up, came down from the bed, and said, "I'm going to the 99th Palace."
Fuling Yifu: "What do young servants go to the 99th Palace at this time?"
Ming Changyan: "What else can you do there! Find Huaiyu!"
Shaoyao said: "Young waiter, but you can sleep tonight, don't look for the emperor, what do you want to do with a small country ..."
Ming Chang feasted: "Just look for him. Leave me, don't follow me, remember that came to hold him, I will be back soon."
Fuling anxiously said, "Isn't the young waiter saying that it is not a river to be in good water with a small country? Isn't it shameless to go to him?"
Ming Changyan covered his face: "Face is small, but body is big!"
He wanted to open the door, but felt that it was inappropriate to go out this time. So turn back to the window, push the window to the left and right, and no one is there. Ming Changyan stepped out and Fuling cried, "Young servant! You want to jump out of the window!"
The long feast of the Ming Dynasty fluttered softly: "Wrong, it has already jumped out of the window."
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