Lin Rong drank two cups of that tea. How could he wake up so easily? Lu Shen held her hand, which was soft and boneless, with a bit of coolness. He rubbed it carefully for a while, then covered the hand and pressed it against the critical part. The ripples of the black-topped boat gradually grew larger. After an unknown amount of time, the man could be heard sighing with dismay.
Not long after, someone outside reported: "Your Majesty, we have arrived."
Lu Shen ordered: "Go find a pot of clean hot water."
The people outside the ship responded yes, but after a while, someone brought hot water and offered it at the door of the cabin: "Your Majesty, the hot water has arrived."
Lu Shen hummed, twisted the cotton towel, wiped Lin Rong clean one by one, and finally murmured in a low voice, not knowing who he was talking to: "How can you go back to Luoyang willingly if you don't use some means. You are like this If you hate me, then I will give you what you wish for once."
When Lin Rong woke up, it was already sunset, and the river was covered in sparkling orange. Lin Rong sat up with his hands in Lu Shen's arms, looking a little dazed. He frowned and leaned against the ship window, rubbing his temples for a while before he became more awake.
Lu Shen silently handed over the tea: "Moisten your throat!"
There was no figure of Ah Zhao in the boat. Lin Rong opened the curtain of the boat and saw that it was parked at a strange pier. He fully understood. He glanced sideways and asked coldly: "Where is Ah Zhao? What is this place?" Where did she go?"
Lu Shen retracted his hand, leaned back slightly while holding the tea, and silently drank half a cup of tea without answering.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Rong immediately stood up and got out of the boat. Just as he was opening the boat curtain, he suddenly heard Lu Shen reply: "This is Liu Ping'an, where Pei Linggong lived in seclusion."
After saying that, he raised his head slightly, his eyes as bright as a torch, as if he had penetrated into Lin Rong's heart, and asked, "I thought you would really like to take a look?"
Lin Rong's hand holding the curtain paused, and she was surprised and confused for a moment. Just thinking that Lu Shen knew something, he turned around and said, "You..."
Lu Shen took Lin Rong's hand, got out of the boat and went ashore, heading up the mountain. The mountain was just a path cut by weeds. You could neither ride a horse nor ride a car. Lu Shen was the one leading the way. By the time he arrived, his skirt and soft shoes were already half wet and stained with some unknown substances. famous grass seeds.
The two of them stood at the bluestone under the banyan tree. From a distance, they could see a row of mansions in the mountain col. It was already time to light up the lights. Lin Rong shook off Lu Shen's hand and stood there quietly for a while.
Not long after, someone came over with a lantern. As he got closer, he shouted in surprise. The voice sounded like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old: "Master, why are you here?"
The person who came was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing brown linen clothes, with his hair uncombed and mostly hanging on the back of his head. He ran up to Lu Shen excitedly and said, "Sir, why didn't you say anything about your coming? Sir, I'll be here tomorrow morning. I’m going out to visit friends, and if you come a little later, you won’t see them.”
Lu Shen scolded him with a straight face: "How can you behave with disheveled hair?"
The young man was extremely afraid of Lu Shen's appearance. After hearing this, he immediately lowered his head and stood aside: "I know." When he saw a woman standing next to Lu Shen, his eyes widened in shock: "Sir, this is..."
Lu Shen simply said: "This is Azhao's mother."
The young man lived deep in the mountains and rarely interacted with outsiders. He only knew who A Zhao was from the letter, and did not know anything about the Queen's death. He immediately bowed his hands to Lin Rong and saluted: "Mrs. Sister-in-law!"
Before Lin Rong could deny it, Lu Shen hummed and said, "Lead the way."
The young man said yes, held the lantern, and walked forward slowly. However, he was out of character. As he walked, he chatted with Lu Shen: "Sir, I have become more and more fond of wine recently. I sit quietly fishing every day, and I drink wine every day." Drink a bottle of wine..."
He was noisy all the way, and Lu Shen didn't even reply. He walked to the front of the courtyard, pushed open the door, and saw an old man with white beard and hair sitting under the pine tree in the courtyard. He pressed a white coin against the wind and saw Lu Shen coming. He only raised his head slightly, as if he had foreseen it. He smelled the smell of alcohol from a distance, and he was already tipsy: "You're here!"
Then he pointed to the chessboard: "How about we talk about a game with me?"
Lu Shen's serious face at this time showed a little smile. He walked over slowly, lifted up his robe and sat on the stone bench. He pressed a sunspot and asked, "Sir, why don't you go down the mountain?"
The old man shook his head: "How can a spiritual guardian who shuns the world return to the world again?"
Lin Rong stood there, not knowing what to do. A young woman walked down the corridor, holding a tray of clean clothes. She looked at the two people playing chess in the court and said to Lin Rong: "Every time the young master comes, he always talks to Mr. If you want to play chess all night, Madam, please come with me to take a bath, rest, and change your clothes."
It was already late May, almost June, and it was the hottest time. I was sweating all the way up the mountain. I was hungry, tired, and extremely embarrassed. I nodded immediately and said, "I'm sorry to bother you." !”
The girl smiled and shook her head, leading Lin Rong to the back room of the corridor: "Madam, this is the friendship between landlords."
There were no servants in the yard. The little girl looked weak, but she was very strong. While Lin Rong was undressing her hair, she had already brought in three or four buckets of hot water. Seeing that Lin Rong was slightly surprised, he was quite shy and said, "The cloth I knitted myself and the newly made clothes have not been worn yet. Madam, please don't dislike it."
Lin Rong nodded: "How can I dislike it?" While scrubbing behind the bamboo screen, he talked to the girl outside: "Pei Linggong lived here in the past, didn't he?"
The little girl was making the bed. When she heard this, she asked: "Pei Linggong? I don't know about this, but there used to be an old man named Pei. He was quite old." After thinking for a while, he said, "Same as Mr. , also likes to sit under the pine tree and play chess, but he doesn’t drink and doesn’t like to talk. He always comes alone. He is my husband’s teacher, but he doesn’t even pay much attention to my husband. I was still young at that time , always sneaking to the front yard with my brother, and occasionally chatting with us..."
For some reason, Lin Rong suddenly burst into tears after hearing this. He buried his face in the water for a while before he surfaced.
The little girl was changing the bed curtains and talking energetically when she suddenly heard there was no sound inside. She was startled and hurriedly walked around the screen and saw Lin Rong lying on the bathtub, staring blankly at a painting on the wall.
The little girl was startled: "I thought something happened to you?"
Lin Rong smiled apologetically, took a cotton towel and put it on his shoulders, saying, "I'm fine. By the way, what's your name?"
The little girl said: "My name is Lin Lin."
Lin Rong was silent and asked, "Did Mr. Pei give you the name?"
The little girl's eyebrows were crooked: "How did Madam know? Even the young master didn't know?" She said again, "It must have been my brother who said it. There is nothing he wouldn't say out loud with his mouth."
Lin Rong stopped talking and sat dully by the bed. The little girl knew what was going on and stopped disturbing her. After a while, she came in with a bowl of noodles: "Madam, the young master just said that you haven't eaten much all day. The old lady in the kitchen I’m going back today, my cooking skills are not good, madam, please don’t laugh at me.”
Lin Rong felt depressed and had no appetite at all, but after all, he hadn't eaten for a day. As soon as the bowl of plain noodles came in, he felt a burning sensation of hunger in his stomach. After all, he had eaten most of it.
The little girl smiled, and then brought in many more books, all of which were written by Pei Linggong during his lifetime, or some collections of classics and history with annotations. Further to the back, there were some Buddhist scriptures for sustenance.
Lin Rong cried silently while watching. At some point, he fell asleep with his book on his pillow.
However, she didn't sleep very well, and suddenly woke up and saw Lu Shen sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch the tears on her face: "Are you crying?"
Lin Rong sat up, and with a slight nasal sound, he hummed slightly, and said after a while: "Thank you for bringing me here."
Lu Shen just said: "I don't want your thanks."
Lin Rong looked at him, as if time could really smooth everything out. She looked at him, and suddenly she couldn't remember the extent of her anger and melancholy in the past. She was silent, and suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Shen on the bed curtain. The shadow said: "No thanks, what do you want? My heart?"
She gave a bitter smile: "Don't you think it's a bit ridiculous to talk about this kind of thing between us? When I was in Yongzhou, I had such expectations for you. The tenderness between the bed can indeed confuse people. Human. But, if you really love someone, why do you turn a blind eye to her pain? "
She sighed slightly: "Life, death, honor and disgrace are all tied to the hands of one person. This feeling is very bad."
Lu Shen just sat silently. If he had just seen her face full of tears and was still hesitating, then he had already made up his mind.
Chapter 104
Lu Shen paused and refuted in a low voice: "The relationship between husband and wife is all the same. Even ordinary wives need to be gentle and respectful. What's more, if you don't practice this way, why did I say anything to you? As for the life and death of honor and disgrace, it depends on one person. Zhishou, after hearing your words, those ministers don’t know what to say anymore?”
Lu Shen's original intention was just to make Lin Rong understand that his treatment of her had gone beyond the ordinary way of a husband and wife. Unfortunately, he did not realize that Lin Rong hated hearing such words.
Lin Rong was thinking about his senior brother tonight, feeling depressed and exhausted. After hearing these words, he was so angry that he became more energetic. He looked at Lu Shen and said coldly: "You are right, no one can Why should I make an exception? Even if you don’t marry and go to Yongzhou, your life and death, honor and disgrace will still depend on your husband’s face. If you say this, I can’t refute it. It’s just..."
As she spoke, she pondered: "It's just...it's just that I really don't like you, and you are no longer my husband."
Lu Shen could naturally hear the truth. He sat on the edge of the bed and remained silent, neither talking to Lin Rong nor having any intention of going out.
Seeing that it was still dark outside, Lin Rong turned around to look at the dripper in the corner. Seeing that it was just Chou Shi, it was still very early before dawn, so he covered the curtain and said: "Go out, it's late at night, I don't have the energy to quarrel with you!"
Lu Shen said in a low voice: "There are only a few rooms, where do you want me to go?"
Lin Rong turned over and lay down, too lazy to pay attention to him: "You can go out and stand all night."
Lu Shen sighed, went behind the screen, got some cold water, washed up a bit, turned around, opened the bed curtain, and saw that Lin Rong was already fast asleep, so he gently took off his shirt and lay half on the outside on the edge of the bed.
The next day, when Lin Rong woke up, it was the rooster's crow time. There was still some warmth on the other side of the bed, and Lu Shen's belt was hanging on the bedside. He couldn't help but snorted coldly. The little girl who called Lin Lin stood at the door and called: "Madam, are you awake? I brought hot water for you to wash up."
Lin Rong hurriedly put on her clothes and stood up, opening the door to welcome her in: "Why do you get up so early? You are still growing at your age, so you need to sleep more."
The little girl smiled: "I have stopped growing taller for a long time, but my brother has grown a little this year. What's more, we farmers, when the rooster crows, we sweep the courtyard, and we also follow the instructions of the husband to take care of the flowers and plants in the medicine valley. .”
She is not afraid of life. Lin Rong asked and started talking. Suddenly, Lin Rong opened a pastel plum and magpie pattern porcelain box. Inside was a clear green paste, which was carefully applied on the white jade-like wrist. She was dumbfounded. He said blankly: "It smells so good!"
Lin Rong smiled and smeared the ointment on the back of her hand: "I prepared it myself. I'll teach you another day." Hear what she said about the medicine valley: "What is there in the medicine valley? Can you take me to see it? "
The little girl couldn't put it down for the ointment that moisturized her hands, and nodded: "The medicine valley usually does not allow outsiders to come in and out. Only my brother and I take care of it. I have to ask the husband first, but you are the one brought by the master, and the husband will definitely agree. of."
After saying that, he ran out of the door like a whirlwind, but came back after a while: "Sir, I was not very willing. It happened that the young master had finished his sword practice in the morning and was drinking tea at your place, so I agreed. I will go to the valley later." Just dig some herbs and come back, let's go together." He asked Lin Rong what he likes to eat, but then scratched his head: "But I'm not good at it, my husband and brother often say that my cooking tastes bad."
For such a little girl, Lin Rong was embarrassed to ask her to wait on him. He followed her to the kitchen and saw that she was in a hurry. Seeing Lin Rong looking at her, he smiled sheepishly: "I'm usually more agile, but Madam looked at me like this. I forgot about it."
Lin Rong smiled and scooped rice from the vat: "Let's have porridge in the morning! It's best to use mung beans in summer and millet in winter." He taught her: "When cooking porridge, you can't even see the rice. When you see the water, the water and the rice blend together, so the porridge tastes delicious."
The little girl smiled and felt that what she said was very nice. She followed the instructions step by step. At the end, she scooped out half a spoonful and scratched her head: "I'm used to eating rough food, so I don't think it's any different."
Such frankness made Lin Rong laugh. After half a bowl, he saw the young man who had gone out to greet him last night running from a distance and standing in front of the window. He said in a panic: "I just made the tea for you, but I made the wrong one for you. The Hundred Flowers Immortal Tea that my husband made at random was given to the young master to drink. I remember that my husband once said that some medicinal materials can relieve some of the pain. Sister, do you still remember?"
The little girl stood up with a bowl of porridge: "How can I remember it? Go and ask sir?"
The young man also scratched his head: "Sir, after having some snacks, he went out to eat. I looked outside for a long time, but I didn't see him."
Lin Rong then said: "Take me there and have a look!" As he walked, he asked: "What's wrong with him? Where is he feeling uncomfortable? What's wrong with the tea?"
The young man was actually not very clear about the three questions in a row: "The medicinal ingredients were originally brewed with wine, but I asked my husband to drink up all the wine. When he was drunk, he said it couldn't be wasted, so he added a lot of miscellaneous ingredients and mixed it with tea. My husband drank it once and was ill for three days, and told me not to use it again. What I threw away must have been picked up by Grandma Lai and put in the box."
Why did Lin Rong feel so unreliable? He followed the young man to the door. Before he could open the door, he heard Lu Shen's hoarse voice: "Stand back and bring in the well water."
The young man was always afraid of him. After hearing this, he immediately turned around and ran away: "Madam, I'm going to fetch water."
Lin Rong pushed the door open and went in. There was no one inside. He turned back and saw Lu Shen soaking in the bathtub behind the bamboo screen. Water traces ran down his temples. Everywhere he could see the skin was crimson. He closed his eyes. Eyes, hands clenched on the edge of the bucket, muscles bulging, looking like they were trying their best to endure. Hearing the footsteps, he did not open his eyes, but solemnly commanded: "Put down the water and get out."
Lin Rong walked closer and discovered that there were already large red spots and wheals on his wrist, which were typical symptoms of allergies. He rolled up his sleeves, held his wrist, felt his pulse and asked, "Does it itch? "
Lu Shen then opened his eyes and saw the snowy wrist that was like milk curd. His blood surged more and more, and his breathing became rapid. He turned his head and gritted his teeth to endure it. After a while, he could barely speak: "You Get out first!”
Lin Rong snorted, suspecting that he was directing and acting, and stood up immediately: "Of course I want to go out." After that, he stood up immediately, no longer asked, wiped his hands and walked outside. The young man happened to come in with water from the well. Lin Rong stopped him and asked, "What kind of tea is that? What kind of medicinal materials is it made from? Bring it to me."
The young man was careless and had done something wrong. He was also very afraid and immediately ran to get it and handed it to Lin Rong. Lin Rong carefully compared the tea residues according to the list. It was unclear which medicinal materials were used. However, in the wine cup called Baihua Xianjiu, there were still many ingredients that could strengthen the body and strengthen the body. Ginseng, deer antlers, Curculigo. Lin Rong's mouth twitched when he saw it, and he secretly complained in his heart: "This old gentleman is really old-hearted, how dare he use such medicinal materials?"
While writing a prescription for clearing the mind and reducing desire, he said: "Go and pick up the medicinal materials, boil two bowls and bring them up." This is a medicine valley, so there is naturally no shortage of medicinal materials. The young man nodded and worried: "Master, are you okay? "
Lin Rong didn't know why, but he was in a good mood: "If I die, I won't die. If it's anything else, I can't say for sure."
The young man didn't understand, so he let out a confused sound, and hurriedly ran to make medicine.
Here, Lin Rong finally brought the well water in, and saw that Lu Shen had stood up from the bathtub, put on a loose coat, and sat on the couch in front of the window, still with his eyes closed, as if calling for the morning. The mountain fog stirred up, and I felt a little more comfortable.
Lin Rong slowly walked in, bringing with him a faint fragrance, which was like the fragrance of gardenias and lilies. It lingered on the tip of Lu Shen's nose, making him more and more intolerable. He gritted his teeth and exhaled for a long time. His tone was rather pleading: "Get out first!"
Lin Rong glanced at him and saw that the green stem on his neck was bulging out, and a large red mass appeared on the side. The green and red color was quite scary. He finally sat down and took out the small porcelain bottle he carried with him from his sleeve. It was sticky. The paste, which was as thick as lotus root powder, was applied to the fingertips and was gently rubbed towards the red mass on the neck.
Although he couldn't bear to leave it alone, he said coldly: "You ate lotus seeds this morning. Don't you know that you are allergic to red spots when you touch lotus seeds?"
Lu Shen was silent for a while, and gently pressed his fingertips on his neck. It felt cool at first, but then it became hotter and hotter. He felt that the cold fingertips were not applying medicine to him, but torturing himself, and he was filled with lust. The swelling is almost unbearable.
Suddenly, Lu Shen opened his eyes, and his blood was very obvious. His chest heaved, and he grabbed a pair of catkins that were applying medicine to his neck. Before he could speak, he heard the heavy breathing: "How do you know, I Can’t eat lotus seeds?”
Lin Rong went to pry his hand off, but it was like a soldering iron, and it couldn't be broken at all. He immediately regretted it. He really couldn't have any compassion for people like Lu Shen, so what did he do? Stand up and kick him hard: "Relax, don't pretend here. No matter how powerful the medicinal materials are, if they are used to make tea, their efficacy will be limited. They will never make people lose their minds."
Lu Shen stood up, held Lin Rong's hand, and pressed her against the wall. His hot breath spurted into Lin Rong's ears: "It can be seen that you are not as careless as you said. If you are really careless, so what? Will you remember that I can’t eat lotus seeds?”
He grabbed Lin Rong's hand, placed it on her chest, and asked word by word: "Ask yourself, is it really unintentional?"
Lin Rong asked him to stop for a moment and said: "Ah Zhao can't eat lotus seeds, so you can't eat them either?"
Lu Shen just laughed: "You are wrong, Azhao is up to you."
Lin Rong was quite confused. She couldn't remember who told her, or she saw him eating it before. But when exactly it was, she had no memory at all. She only remembered that Lu Shen couldn't eat it.
