Chatting under the moon

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The breeze is bright and the moon is shining, the bamboo shadows are shining, the green leaves are gently disturbed by the wind, and a row of tough bamboos near the pond in Yu Mansion is straight and slender. The shadows passed by the moonlight fall on the two people below from time to time. These days, they come back from Luoxia Cave. Zhang Ling found two rocks and sat down either at the water pavilion or in front of the bamboo road. While reading a book, he chatted with the old man Gu Pinghou. The old man always mentioned the general, and Zhang Ling also He listened attentively, chatting about household chores from time to time. Wei Wei was heartbroken and said that the teapot was broken and he had no money to buy or repair it. Zhang Ling thought about giving him a few taels of silver to repair it. The old man said that the Ye family would give him ten thousand taels as a gift. When it came, he helped to collect it, so he could just go there and get it. Zhang Ling went to the warehouse to check and found that seven taels were missing. When he asked, he found out that he had secretly taken it to drink tea. Faced with such a result, it was really a bit embarrassing. It's hard to laugh or cry, I seemed to do the same thing when I was a kid.

Zhang Ling said while reading: "Senior, the one from Biluochun at Chencha Shop is only thirty cents and one tael, and the one from Chaosha Shop is slightly more expensive at thirty-two cents. The one I have left is eight taels less, that is. You make five pots every day, so you shouldn’t be so fancy these days, right?”

The old man smiled awkwardly: "Zhang Ling, you are really fussy. Hey, I live in the house, and I can eat for nothing if I don't give you money. It's really not easy to ask that boy Yu Chang for money. I thought you were practicing martial arts all day long. I don't know what's outside of me, but I ended up being so good at managing my family. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."

Zhang Ling picked up the teapot lying aside and poured a cup. He drank it in one sip and said with a smile: "There is still a fragrance in this teapot. I'm afraid I bought Yunjingui from Fengdan Shop. How many are still hidden? You are so reluctant to part with me." Try it?"

The old man laughed: "There are some. I will get them after I finish drinking this pot."

The old man and the young man took advantage of the moonlight to drink and talk. In the past, except for the father, son and daughter of the Yu family, the old man really couldn't talk to anyone in the house. The father and son of the Yu family were busy, so they could talk more with the girls of the Yu family. In the last few sentences, on weekdays, I can only spend a few pennies scraped together to drink bad tea, kill time, and end my remaining life.

Zhang Ling suddenly said: "Senior, he must be very lonely."

The old man was also a little sentimental, not because he was lamenting that he was not living well, but because Zhang Ling's words reminded him of the many people who died in battle in the past. Not only the generals, but also many people were forced to go to the military camp to protect their families. People with civilian backgrounds in Weiguo basically don't even think about getting military honors. Major military honors are basically snatched away by those children of aristocratic families. In the final analysis, they are still forced to recruit soldiers, or they are desperate and choose to work in the military camp. Eat, how could there be so much ambition and lofty sentiments in the beginning, just to survive, even if it is an enemy army, no one is more willing to fight with others unless they have no choice. When he was a support force, I saw with my own eyes that when the two armies fought to the last few, several soldiers covered each other in bloody robes, but they still killed the remaining enemy soldiers without mercy. It is only now that they have retired that they realize that cruelty is sharper than a knife.

The old man smiled lightly: "It will be a little bit, but I have long been used to it. Now, don't you talk to the old man? I can still drink such good tea. I should be satisfied. It's a pity that you will go to the academy soon. , then it will be the same as before.”

Zhang Ling twisted a leaf of book, stood in the middle, and said calmly: "I heard that the selection of candidates for the academy is more stringent than the imperial examination. With my little ability, it's hard to say whether I can get in. And I have other things to do in the capital, so I don't know. Then you can come to senior for tea often."

Gu Pinghou's old face tightened: "I'm sure you can pass. Even that boy Yu Chang praised your skills, and young people should have high aspirations if they have the ability. I hope you don't have to accompany me, an insignificant old guy, in the future. "

Suddenly Zhang Ling's ears and eyes moved, he turned the page of the book, turned his head to the other side and said: "No one is superfluous, don't you think so, Miss Yu?"

A beautiful figure slowly walked out from the place where the moonlight did not shine. The steps were well-proportioned. Each step was about the same distance, showing her cultivation. Yu Wanqing stopped in front of the two people and saluted: "Grandpa Gu, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Ling looked at Gu Pinghou with a smile: "When people are alive, they will always miss someone or be remembered by others. Senior, please don't say such things again in the future."

Gu Pinghou glanced at Yu Wanqing, then looked at Zhang Ling meaningfully and said, "Then Zhang Ling, who are you thinking about?"

Zhang Ling just smiled at the old man's joke, as if he had realized something. He glanced at the old man and kept looking down. Only then did the two of them find an old man and a young man sitting on a stone by the roadside talking to a girl. It was really a bit weird, so the old man put away the tea sets and the three of them walked into the water pavilion.

Gu Pinghou got up to make tea and borrowed a lantern when he came back. Zhang Ling asked, "Miss Yu, do you have anything to do with Senior Gu?"

Yu Wanqing took out a key, handed it to Zhang Ling, and said with a chuckle: "This is the key to the box containing ten thousand taels sent by the Ye family. I asked someone to carry the box to the warehouse, but when I ordered it, I found that it was missing seven taels. , I wonder if it’s a mistake? If it’s missing, the Yu family will compensate.”

Before the Ye family sent the money, Zhang Ling entrusted the Yu family to receive it. Only because the Yu family and his son were busy, Yu Wanqing did it. Zhang Ling thought it was Gu Pinghou who received it, but who would have expected that this old guy would not follow up after taking the money. The members of the Yu family expressed their sincere admiration for the old guy's unlocking skills. Zhang Ling glanced at Gu Pinghou. The old man just drank tea as if nothing had happened, and did not forget to pour a cup for the two young people.

Zhang Ling took the key, looked at Yu Wanqing, smiled calmly and said: "It's okay, maybe the mouse was greedy and used it. Just pay more attention to cleaning it in the future."

The old man put the cup down to his mouth and said hurriedly: "This mouse is also a picker of the land. It will not go where there is no food. Those old brothers and I were really eager for a mouse to come to the door, so this mouse is a good omen. Don’t clean it up too much.”

Yu Wanqing frowned and asked confusedly: "Can this mouse still open locks?"

Zhang Ling took a sip of tea and chuckled: "Yes, how about I open the lock and save him trouble."

The old man really couldn't stand the insinuations of the two people and said frankly: "Hey, you two really don't know how to respect the elderly and be humble. I took it. Okay, okay. It just so happens that there are two people drinking tea with me today, so don't talk about anything." It’s a rat, it’s embarrassing for the old man.”

Only then did Yu Wanqing react, she smiled, and then said to Zhang Ling: "There will be a lantern festival tomorrow. Mr. Zhang, if you have free time, can we go and see it together?"

Zhang Ling looked at Gu Pinghou and said, "Senior, are you going?"

The old man smiled and said: "I will not get involved in the affairs of you young people."

Zhang Ling looked at Yu Wanqing again: "I will definitely go if I have time."

The three of them were reflected in the pond. The dim light and the moonlight were just right. The three of them were chatting, but they were all insignificant things. This is not surprising. It is not strange for people who are not close to each other to talk. It can only be like this. There is no need to know the details if there is no interest relationship. From the beginning, Yu Wanqing asked Zhang Ling's household registration and family members to his preferences. Zhang Ling also answered truthfully that his family was engaged in business. There were only three uncles and nephews in the family. During this period, he passed by Liufeng City and walked with Song Linjie. Even with such an answer, Zhang Ling also thought about whether there was a loophole that would reveal something, and there was no such thing. However, after all, the predecessors reminded him to act with caution when he arrived in the capital. Whether Yu Chang asked before or now, Zhang Ling did not say anything. The names of Zhang Jingqian and Zong Chentian came out, and they only knew that Zong Chentian's name was asked when chatting with Gu Pinghou. It turned out to be the Chen King personally appointed by the first emperor of Chen Guo. This also made Zhang Ling feel a little incredible. He didn't expect that the one at home Coffin Face is actually a member of the royal family.