"Let me think about it," Yourong said hesitantly, "This is a big deal. I have to think about it carefully."
Wuyan knew that this was a waste of time and was in no hurry to rush her. He whispered: "You make up your own mind. There must be a long-term solution."
That's pretty much it. Yourong said that he was a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap.
"Just go to the guest room at the back to rest. It's quiet inside and outside there, and you can't hear any loud noises." Wu Yan gave a narrow look.
Yourong's face turned red. The two stood up, with Yourong leading the way. Going out from the side door of the courtyard is a passage. Not far along the passage is a small door.
When I opened it, I saw a very small courtyard with three rooms. There was another door in the courtyard, but it was locked.
The female relatives of wealthy families come to offer incense and have a temporary rest. Guest rooms are provided in the nunneries of a slightly larger size. Ganlu Temple naturally has two such courtyards. Although the courtyards are small, they are elegantly decorated and very quiet.
"I won't go in." Wuyan said with a smile, "You can go alone. Just don't forget the time!"
Yourong nodded, but his heart was beating fast. Ever since Mrs. Shi set up a bridge and made good things happen here in Wuyan, the two of them had only met three or four times. It's just that she has endless aftertaste every time.
It is not true that she covets the love of men and women, but that Mr. Zhou in the past had little interest. Although he had a kind attitude and good treatment, he rarely talked to her and Yui on weekdays. Occasionally, he would say a few words in small talk. Crazy talk without understanding the reason. It's okay that Yui is illiterate. She is somewhat educated, but she can't explain it to him at all.
This uncle Pan is not only elegant, but also understands the little girl's mood. A few words and a movement can touch her heart. This kind of comfort and joy cannot be experienced by Mr. Zhou. ..
Push the door open and enter. I saw a flower bed in the courtyard with pear trees, which were now bare. The tile-paved floor is full of Jiangnan charm and is kept clean. Standing under the eaves of the corridor was the lover she had longed for day and night.
The two of them held hands and smiled at each other, their affection in silence.
Pan Cheng'an helped her lift the door curtain and led her into the main room. The house has a fire wall and the interior is as warm as spring. A pot of annual peonies is in full bloom. In the center is a square table for four people, with only two thin rattan armchairs. Twelve plates of fresh and dried fruits and various side dishes were placed on the table. Rice wine was simmering on the small red clay stove. The aroma of the wine was mixed with the fruity aroma of several large pots of bergamot, making people drunk without being drunk.
"This Wuyan is so enjoyable!" Yourong said with a smile.
"The enjoyment she enjoyed was something that even my family did not enjoy," Pan Cheng'an said with a smile. "There is a wonderful thing about the capital in winter. It is the fire wall and the fire kang. It makes the whole room feel like spring. If it is in the south of the Yangtze River, it will be damp and wet." It’s so cold that I can only shiver.”
"If it were me, I'd rather wear a silk jacket and shake." Yourong said with a smile.
Pan Chengan smiled. Although a man is not said to be able to conquer a city or conquer a country, this smile is enough to "throw fruit into a car". Just this smile made Yourong's heart beat fast.
"Take off your outer clothes and have a few drinks together to relieve the winter cold." Pan Cheng'an said.
He immediately took off his outer cotton robe and gown. They both poured and drank together.
Private gatherings between men and women have their own kind of romance, especially in this cold winter, when the snow is white outside and the north wind is howling. Inside, there is a red clay stove, making the room feel like spring, and there are lovers of wine by the side. It can be called the bliss on earth.
After a glass of wine, his cheeks were rosy, but Pan Chengan had an ulterior motive.
It has been three or four months since he got the chance to see Yourong through Granny Shi. This is the fourth time we have had a private meeting at Ganlu Temple. About one hundred taels of silver were spent during this period.
After spending so much money, it is natural to get excess returns. With her beautiful appearance, she could take it to Jiangnan and resell it for at least two hundred taels. But he spent a lot of money, and this little money couldn't satisfy his appetite.
Yourong is a concubine of a wealthy family and has a son. It stands to reason that there will be a lot of private houses and jewelry. If she can be persuaded to wrap up and elope, she can get all of them.
These days, he has learned almost everything about Yourong and the Zhou family. At present, the whereabouts of the owner are unknown, and his life and death are unknown. It is the time when the future is bleak and you are at a loss. It was the right time to persuade her to elope at this time.
good time
What's more, she just showed her homesickness.
Pretending to be a person from Jiangnan, he was originally just setting up an elegant and handsome persona, but now it was a mistake. In this way, "elopement" also carries the meaning of "returning home", and Yourong is no longer so conflicted.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Yourong ask, "Uncle Pan is from Jiangnan. I wonder where he is from?"
Yourong was born as a thin horse. Although he has little social experience, he is very shrewd. Pan Chengan knew that this sentence meant interrogating the details.
He was delighted because she had never asked this question in their past interactions.
If the other party sees you as a casual marriage, it's not a dream, so there is no need to come to the bottom of the story.
It seems that "lang" is affectionate, and concubine is also interested.
Pan Cheng'an is a chameleon who writes notes. His life and background are all made up in several sets. They are perfectly matched and will never reveal any flaws. He said: "My old home is in Jingjiang County, Changzhou Prefecture."
"Is there an old house or a new one?"
"Yes, the new house is in Wujin County. The old house is in the countryside, with a large area and a farm and tombs. I have to go there to take care of it from time to time. The elders thought the city was too noisy, so they mostly live there now."
"My uncle is from Changzhou, but his accent is not very similar..."
No matter how smart Pan Chengan is, he can't learn many dialects. Fortunately, he already had an excuse, saying: "My family is not aboriginal, but my ancestral home is Huguang. My grandfather was from a poor family. He went to Jiangnan to make a living and earn a family fortune. That's why he settled here. Up to now, the elders in the family, The old servants especially speak the Huguang dialect, and I can’t speak it at all, but I can’t even speak the Jingjiang Wujin dialect… Hahaha.”
"My master's Mandarin speaking is better than that of an official." Yourong praised, "Where can I find a high position, my master?"
"My grandfather originally wanted my father to be a scholar, but after studying for thirty years, he was just a scholar..." Pan Cheng'an sighed deliberately.
"A scholar is the root of a prime minister, so it is not easy."
"Although my father did not win the imperial examination, he has not given up the ancestral business in the family. Therefore, the family can still maintain a well-off situation."
"If my uncle's family is well-off, wouldn't this be a poor family?" Yourong said with a smile.
"There are many wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River. My family can only be regarded as relatively well-off."
"Yes, Jiangnan is such a nice place." Yourong sighed, quite melancholy.
Pan Cheng'an knew that she was feeling homesick, so he took the opportunity and asked, "Is the girl from Yangzhou?"
"That's not true. My family is just in Yangzhou. In fact, my family is in Xinghua County, Gaoyou Prefecture." Yourong nodded, "I haven't seen it for a few years, and I don't know if things are the same as before? Now the world is full of war and chaos..." After that, A worried look on his face.
"It's true that the war is in chaos, but the south of the Yangtze River is always a blessed land." Pan Cheng'an comforted, "Xinghua is not far from Changzhou Prefecture, just across the river. If you have any letters or items you want to take back, just leave them to me."
"Yes, you are going back to Jiangnan." Yourong looked a little disappointed, "When will you go back?"
"We'll leave as soon as the river freezes." Pan Cheng'an paid attention to her expression.
"Will you never come back again?"
"This...it's hard to say." Pan Cheng'an said hesitantly, "I came to Beijing originally to seek a career. If there is a chance, I will come in the future."
The meaning behind the words is that there is no chance to come back again.
Although they knew it was a romantic relationship, the two had been deeply in love over the past few months, and now on the eve of their separation, Yourong couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Pan Cheng'an said: "Speaking of which, I can't bear to part with you either... Sigh!" He sighed long and deliberately.
"What are you reluctant to give up?" Yourong asked knowingly. .
Pan Chengan whispered: "You really don't know?"
"I'm not a worm in your belly, how do you know?"
The man sighed slightly and seemed to be talking to himself: "Don't you know my heart yet?"
Yourong pretended not to hear, just lowered his head and sipped the wine lightly. After a long while, he asked again: "You have been away from home for a long time, so you probably miss your family."
. "
"Zhuo Jing is in poor health and has two children in the same family, so he is naturally concerned." Pan Cheng'an said calmly. With his age and life experience, it is impossible to say that he is still single. "Fortunately, I have my mother to take care of me at home, so I am still able to take care of myself." You can rest assured."
"For a family as big as yours, you don't have any concubines around you?"
"Concubines are naturally good, but they are both from the countryside and don't go out." Pan Cheng'an said, "I can only help with the housework. If anything happens, I have no idea."
Yourong didn't say anything. He thought for a long time and suddenly said: "I will go to Beijing to seek a future. Will it be done?"
"Of course it's done." Pan Cheng'an showed a proud expression, "Money can make all the difference. What's more, I just want to be an Imperial College student, so it doesn't take much trouble."
"Maybe let me take a look?"
"Why did I carry it with me when I was told by the Ministry of Rites? I kept it at Yun'er's place. You have to see and bring it back next time."
"I'm afraid there will be no next time..." Yourong murmured.
"What?" Pan Chengan showed a surprised expression.
Yourong immediately told Xu Yong's story: "Looking at what he meant, I'm afraid the master has already suspected it, but there is no evidence."
Pan Chengan looked nervous - he wasn't pretending, he had inquired about Yourong's family, and he was definitely someone he couldn't afford to offend. If the other party really catches him, his life will be at risk.
"If this is the case, it would be better to make plans early." He said involuntarily.
"What's wrong with Uncle Pan?" Yourong stared at Pan Cheng'an's face closely.
In the blink of an eye, Pan Cheng'an had already figured it out in his mind: the matter has come to this, and there is absolutely no reason to let go. At worst, he won't be able to "do business" in the capital in the past few years.
Now he looked at Yourong with firm eyes and said, "I have made up my mind. I wonder what the girl thinks?"
