Zhou Xu touched his nose.
Hu Dali's movements startled the stall owner and his wife. Seeing that his good brother had a strange expression, the man hurriedly walked to him with a limp: "Dali, what's wrong with you..."
"I..." Hu Dali looked at his good brother, and then at the Jiedushi Master and his wife who were close at hand. His mind had not turned around yet: "Subordinate..."
Zhou Xu smiled and said: "Chief Hu, come over for dinner together."
Hu Dali had a bitter smile on his face. He wanted to sit but didn't dare. His good brother looked at the noble couple.
Xiao Luolan smiled softly and said: "Lang Jun and Wu Chang are colleagues. We met by chance and wanted to treat him to a meal."
The man looked at his good brother. Hu Dali was very excited, his face turned red, as if he had been stimulated by something, and he said in a heavy nasal voice: "It's a comrade!"
The man then went back to the stall with confidence and got some side dishes to send over.
"Master, Mistress, you are here too." Hu Dali sat awkwardly on the bench, his voice low.
Xiao Luolan nodded: "We have been going out to play recently when we have nothing to do."
Zhou Xuru said with a smile as if he were chatting about ordinary things: "Elder Hu Wu's family lives in Zheliu Town?"
Hu Dali hurriedly said: "I live not far in front. There were opera singers in the town. The noise made my ears hurt, so I came out to eat at my good brother's stall." At the end, he said coquettishly: "Jie Duzhi, you don't need to Call me corps commander, I...my official position is too small."
Wu Chang Hu felt very embarrassed. He could brag about his small official position among his good brothers. However, when he heard about his official position with Lord Jiedushi, he was a little ashamed to see others.
"No matter how small your official position is, you have earned it yourself." Zhou Xu said seriously: "Don't underestimate yourself."
Hu Dali's face turned redder when he heard Master Jiedushi's encouragement, and his whole body was filled with energy as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood: "Yes!"
When Xiao Luolan saw Sect Leader Zhou talking in a few words, Hu Dali became so excited that he seemed to be charging into battle and silently ate a wonton.
After eating, Zhou Xu took the shopping and strolled with his wife.
On the second floor of the teahouse.
Zhou Xu asked Lei Hu to send the two lanterns and some small things he bought to the ferry boat and wait for them. Lei Hu responded.
Xiao Luolan looked down from the window on the second floor. The stage was surrounded by water. People were everywhere under the stage. There were often cheers. Tsing Yi, who was wearing a red long sleeved gown, was singing a cappella, and Hua Dan was echoing her voice. The sound of the play is more subdued.
"I originally wanted to call a few opera troupes to the village to listen, but now it seems that we don't need it." Zhou Xu listened to a few words casually, but couldn't hear anything good or bad.
Xiao Luolan looked at Sect Leader Zhou with a smile: "It's not necessary at all, we can just listen here for a few words."
She sat down and ate a roll of jujube paste cake.
Zhou Xu watched his wife carefully eating the cakes, and felt that the willow-breaking trip was very suitable for him. If he asked the troupe musicians to come to the plum garden, he would lose some of the fun.
After Xiao Luolan finished listening to the opera, it was already dark.
Everyone in the audience had almost dispersed, and some who were far away even left together early.
Zhou Xu took his wife for another round of shopping and bought a plum blossom wooden hairpin. Before leaving, he found Hu Wu Zhang helping his good brother to close the stall. Hu Dali saw Master Jiedushi and his mistress, and saw that there were no followers around them. , I need to be escorted.
Zhou Xu let him go for a while and then sent him back, which was regarded as accepting his kindness.
The two of them had only one lantern for lighting, the moon was sparse, the path was winding, and the cold wind was stronger than in the afternoon.
There was no one on the way to the ferry.
Zhou Xu held the lantern and stopped.
Xiao Luolan looked at him doubtfully and saw Sect Leader Zhou suddenly squatting down in front of her.
Zhou Xu turned around and said, "Madam, come up, I'll carry you."
Xiao Luolan hesitated for a while, then gently lay on his back. Zhou Xu stood up, and Xiao Luolan held the lamp to illuminate Sect Master Zhou.
Zhou Xu carried his wife on his back, walking steadily, and was even in the mood to talk to her: "Madam, you must be tired."
Xiao Luolan lay on Clan Master Zhou's shoulder and hummed. She was actually a little tired since arriving in the afternoon, but Lei Hu was there and it was still daytime. Xiao Luolan felt a little inappropriate for Lei Hu to see Clan Master Zhou carrying her on his back. .
It was dark now and there was no one on the road. Lei Hu was at the ferry, so Xiao Luolan had no psychological burden. After Zhou Zongzhu carried it for a while, Xiao Luolan said to him: "Zhou Lang, let me come down and take a walk. "It will take some time to get to the ferry, and Xiao Luolan is worried that he will be tired if he keeps carrying it.
Zhou Xu easily lifted his wife up, and Xiao Luolan was so frightened that she threw her arms around Sect Leader Zhou's neck.
"Madam, she is very light, so she is not tiring to carry." Zhou Xu tilted his head and smiled.
Xiao Luolan pursed her lips and completely relaxed herself on Zongzhu Zhou's back. She closed her eyes and smelled the reassuring scent of Zongzhu Zhou. Exhaustion came over her and she fell asleep.
The dim yellow lantern was held by the woman's snow-white hands. The candlelight inside was weak, but it was the only light on the path.
I don’t know when it started to snow.
Zhou Xu walked very smoothly. After walking for a while, he heard the gentle breathing of the person on his back. He couldn't help but laugh. The lantern was teetering on the lady's fingers. Zhou Xu took the lantern over and held the lady in his right hand. , walking as usual.
Zheliu Village.
A man set up his donkey cart, and the young woman and her two children were carrying cakes and preparing to go home. Suddenly, a light came on at the intersection, and the light gradually faded away.
The woman looked at them for a while and found that they were the two noble men she met in the afternoon.
The dignified middle-aged man looked gentle at the moment. He carried the woman on his back and walked into the darkness with a lamp in his hand.
Fine snow was flying and it fell on them.
Like love growing old.
Chapter 133
The snow is beginning to clear, and the sky is as green as blue.
The light leaking from the Xuan window sweeps the moth's eyebrows, and a small hair is gently placed on the red lips.
Xiao Luolan sat on the embroidery stool and couldn't help but look at a plum branch outside the window. This plum branch was in just the right position, right in front of the window. The sparse shadow of the plum blossoms was reflected on her dressing table. The plum blossoms were in full bloom. , you can seem to smell its fragrance through the window. It snowed a few days ago, and the plum petals under the thin snow were crystal clear and lovely.
She couldn't help but remember that when she had tea with Sect Master Zhou yesterday, she washed some plum blossoms. The pink and white plum blossoms floated in the light green and clear tea, which looked particularly beautiful, just like the peach blossoms on the branches in spring.
Zhou Xu was also sitting on the stool, drawing eyebrows for Madam. His sleeves were rolled up, and he was pinching Shi Dai with his thick-knuckled fingers. A ray of sunshine outside happened to shine on Madam's eyebrows, curved and slanted, so he I came up with the idea that instead of painting the distant mountain eyebrows for my wife today, I drew a mandarin duck eyebrow on a whim. After finishing the painting, I was not satisfied.
Xiao Luolan looked at the bronze mirror and was stunned for a moment. Her eyebrows on the left side were slightly upwards and the tail of the eyebrows was downward, forming a melancholy and melancholic figure. She looked at herself in the mirror with some novelty: " Zhou Lang, why did you draw this today?"
She reached out and touched her eyebrows, looked at Sect Leader Zhou, her eyes slightly curved: "It's quite interesting."
Zhou Xu looked at it for a while, but shook his head: "This mandarin duck eyebrow is not good, I will draw another one for my wife."
"Half of the drawing is already done. Besides, it's getting late, so why not just do this." Xiao Luolan said with a smile. Recently, Sect Master Zhou helped her draw her eyebrows. She hadn't drawn her eyebrows herself for several days. Besides, It's good to get a new eyebrow shape occasionally, she thinks it's very fresh.
"The mandarin duck eyebrows make Madam look very sad." Zhou Xu expressed his thoughts and frowned slightly: "I can't see Madam like this."
Xiao Luolan took a closer look at her eyebrows, and she actually thought they were fine.
"I'll do willow leaf eyebrows for Madam, it's better than Yuanyang eyebrows." Zhou Xudao.
"If you don't mind the trouble, just paint it." Xiao Luolan said helplessly when he saw Sect Leader Zhou insisting on such a trivial matter.
Zhou Xu smiled and painted the willow eyebrows on his wife again.
The curved willow eyebrows are slender, the black eyebrows are lightly curled, the starry eyes are full of gentleness, the cherry lips are full, like dewy flowers, the crow feathers on the temples are dotted with gold hairpins and jade cicadas, every smile and every frown is full of mature and beautiful charm. .
"Madam is so beautiful."
Xiao Luolan's face was slightly red. For some reason, Sect Master Zhou had dressed her up all over today. She felt that her bun was heavier than before. She thought for a while and asked, "Is there something wrong today?"
Now she is very grandly dressed, wearing a gorgeous dress, a layer of fragrant clouds and light gold gauze, a gemstone necklace under her neck, and a white fox fur coat.
Zhou Xu looked carefully at his wife, who looked like a wealthy flower in the world, and felt relieved.
"It's okay, I just want to see another look of Madam." Zhou Xu said with a smile. Madam likes to be modest, but Zhou Xu sometimes feels that those jewels and gorgeous clothes will be lost without even using them. Besides, he said that he wants to give Madam the best. It's not just talk.
He wants his wife to always be on top.
After hearing this, Xiao Luolan raised her eyes to look at the stunned and obsessed Master Zhou. After a while, she let out a soft cry.
The jade-white ears also turned reddish.
The pearl earrings dangled her shame.
Zhou Xu liked her so much that he picked her up and spun her around, kissed her hard, and then laughed heartily.
Time flows slowly past noon.
Meiyuan Study Room.
Xiao Luolan found a collection of poems written by Xiao Gong, which was signed by several of his disciples. The most famous ones were the Four Qinghe Heroes, who were very influential in the Qinghe, Huaihe and Jinling areas. Xiao Luolan read it very seriously. Turning the page with one hand, the other hand was held by Sect Master Zhou. She happened to finish reading a page, so she took the handle of the golden black whip on the desk and pressed it in the middle of the page.
He calculated in his mind how long it would take them to leave, and realized that many days had passed. He lowered his head and asked, "Mr. Zhou, it's been more than half a month since we went out to play. Shouldn't we go back?"
Zhou Xu rested on his wife's lap and played with her hands without acting serious. He closed his eyes and rested: "Don't worry, if something happens to Lang Ge, Shen Zhi will send someone to notify us. Let's play for two more days."
"Do you like Cuju, Madam? Lei Hu and I will play some Cuju games for Madam to watch."
"It's okay." Xiao Luolan didn't understand what was so valuable about a ball, but she saw that Sect Master Zhou liked it quite a bit.
Zhou Xu opened his eyes: "Really like it?"
"Don't hate it." Xiao Luolan chose a compromise word.
Zhou Xu smiled and said, "Then I'll go back after playing for a while." He kissed his wife's hand and said, "I'm enjoying myself so much that I don't miss Shu anymore."
Xiao Luolan pursed her lips and smiled.
Zhou Xu looked at her and couldn't help but hugged his wife and rolled on the carpet in the study room. He buried his head in her neck and said hoarsely: "My dear wife, don't seduce me anymore."
Xiao Luolan's face turned red. She felt that Sect Leader Zhou had wronged her, so she defended herself: "I didn't."
Zhou Xu put the palm of his right hand on the lady's neck to protect the back of her head. He heard the golden hairpins and tassels colliding with each other, making the sound of gold and jade breaking, and the layers of gorgeous clothes blossomed on the lady's body.
Zhou Xu approached his wife and sighed, "It's my heart that moves, not the flags."
Xiao Luolan was breathless after being kissed, and it took a while to realize that what Zhou Zongzhu said was a short story told in Xiao Gong's poetry collection.
Buddhism was prevalent in Dachu. A senior monk once heard two young novices arguing that when the wind blows and the flags move, is it the wind or the flags?
The eminent monk said: It's my heartbeat.
It has nothing to do with wind flags.
Xiao Luolan raised her head high, her face flushed, Zhou Xu kissed his wife, letting her feel his love, which was hot and unrelenting, as if he wanted to pull her into the abyss of love and desire and burn her to death.
Hot and crazy.
At dusk, the feeling of spring disappears again.
