"Farewell Branches" 49 / Lychee is very sweet The room is quiet, and the carved wooden door is pushed open, and there is a "squeak", which is particularly abrupt.Fu Mingsong's breath stagnated, and he grabbed a few pieces of condensing incense in his palms, and maintained a squatting posture at a loss.She tilted her face and stood up in panic, a redness that had not yet faded.Wen Shu raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the incense block in her hand: "What's wrong?"
”Fu Mingsong shook his head again and again, "The contemplative incense sent by the Internal Affairs Office was accidentally touched." ”After that, she walked out of the inner room sideways, but unexpectedly bumped into Shen Qiheng who was on the side.Shen Qiheng was also stunned, bowed his head and arched his hand: "Weichen has seen the queen mother, the queen mother Wan'an." ”At today's family banquet, Empress Dowager Shen invited the family of the Guogong Mansion, and Shen Qiheng was not surprised here.Fu Mingsong bowed slightly, and tried his best to pull out a smile, "Shen Shizi is polite." ”With that, she hurriedly lifted her feet and left the imperial study, as if there were jackals, tigers and leopards behind her.Shen Qiheng raised his eyebrows curiously, and his gaze fell on the gently swaying bead curtain in the inner room.Inside, Wen Shu bent down to pick up a piece of condensing incense left under the table, and when he got up, he happened to catch a glimpse of the incense burner on the corner of the table.Suddenly, the man's eyes darkened.The dust that was wiped off, the position that was moved, was obviously moved.He looked down at the incense block in his hand, and his eyes fell on the burned fire fold on the ground, and he suddenly understood.The corners of the man's mouth tightened, and his temples jumped suddenly, recalling the girl's expression, his intuition was not good.Yuan Lu opened the curtain and came in, "Your Majesty, the dinner has been set, it's time to set up the Tianqiao Building." ”The words fell, but no one answered.The corners of Yuan Lu's mouth paused, and he looked at Wen Shu's gaze, and found that the incense burner had been wiped by someone, and his heart skipped a beat, and he knelt down."
The slave is negligent, Xu is ignorant who just came, all, all the slaves did not give proper instructions, and asked the emperor to surrender!"
Yuan Lu knew the reason why the incense burner couldn't be moved, so the cleaning of this imperial study has never been faked to others.Wen Shu's eyebrows darkened slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's drive." ”Yuan Lu was stunned again, glanced up suspiciously, and then hurriedly got up and called Long Bao.
—The sky is a little dark, and the afterglow falls on the surface of Qinxin Lake, sparkling, only pleasing to the eye.Tianqiao Tower is located in the east of the lake, looking down from the attic, you can see it at a glance.At today's banquet, except for Shen Guogong's family, all the royal relatives who came were close, and the atmosphere was harmonious.Fu Mingsong and Wen Shu sat on the left and right of the Empress Dowager Shen respectively, and the girl was very thoughtful to add food and pour wine for the Empress Dowager Shen from time to time, and the light smile on her lips never let go of it all night.But he just didn't raise his eyes to look at him.Wen Shu held the wine cup with a blank face, his palm against the rim of the glass, turning back and forth, and secretly counting how many glasses of wine she drank in her heart.He couldn't hear what others were saying, and all he could think of was the appearance of the talented girl in the imperial study at a loss.After about an hour, Empress Dowager Shen had a headache after drinking, and the banquet was dispersed.Fu Mingsong helped her up and instructed Su Xin: "Tell the imperial dining room to make a bowl of sobering soup and send it to Yongfu Palace." ”"Yes, slave and maid will go."
Su Xin responded.Fu Mingsong stood in place for a while, and his head was a little dizzy after a few glasses of wine.She rubbed her temples, and as soon as she turned around, she bumped into the man's hard chest.She staggered two steps, and Wen Shu reached out to hold on to it, so that she could stand firmly."
Headache?"
He raised his hand and pressed it on the acupuncture point.She stiffened, tilted her head in response.As soon as he raised his foot to leave, he was shackled by his wrist."
After hiding from me all night, where do you want to hide?"
He lowered his eyes.Fu Mingsong raised his face, "Why did the concubine hide from the emperor?"
”"You moved my dark grid, don't you know it?"
When the words fell, Fu Mingsong was stunned for a while, and he was completely silent.The autumn breeze is blowing, and the coolness is gradual.The yellowing leaves shook down in a gust of wind, startling three or two birds, flapping their wings and flying high into the air.Wen Shu took the cloak from Sha Yue's hand and tied it to her, "Let's go, sober up." ”With that, he grabbed her wrist and walked to the gravel road ahead.The palace people who followed behind him followed a team, and the sedan chair stopped not far away, and when they saw this situation, they were stunned, and they only dared to follow the master from a distance.Fu Mingsong's heart went up and down, and when he walked halfway, he raised his eyes and said softly: "I didn't mean to move." ”Wen Shu pursed his lips, Xu had drunk wine, and his voice was a little muddy, "Her name is Song Song." ”Fu Mingsong was stunned, his footsteps stagnated, and he raised his face to look at him.Wen Shu stopped, lowered his head to meet the curious eyes, and smiled softly: "The kind of fox spirit that can hook people's souls in the long book of the same words, the first time I saw her, I asked her to hook her soul." ”The person in front of him frowned slightly, and replied with a slurred voice: "Oh." ”"You can chant poetry during the day, talk about the wind and moon at night, and sing a good Huai dialect, especially good at pipa.At a young age, the fame of a 'Fengqitai' jump moved north and south, and I thought that all the women in this world should be like her. ”He said softly.Fu Mingsong bit his lip, and from his mouth, he seemed to be able to imagine the appearance of that person.Smart, flamboyant, glamorous and incomprehensible.She couldn't help but say, "And then?
”"And then?"
Wen Shu hooked the corners of his mouth, "I took her into the palace, thinking it was a good fate." ”He pursed his lips and smiled to the fullest, "Until a secret letter came out of the imperial study, what kind of poem is Fengyue, it's just a scheme." ”Fu Mingsong was stunned when she heard this, her apricot eyes widened, her heart shrank suddenly, and her breathing was sluggish: "Then, what about her?"
”"Dead."
With a "bang", Fu Mingsong could almost feel that her eardrums were knocked hard, and for a moment, she muttered, "How, how did you die?"
”The man lowered his eyes, stared at the face in front of him, and was silent for a while, before he said in a dumb voice: "Suicide." ”The girl was stunned for a moment, as if she had not expected this result, opened her mouth, and closed it tightly.Wen Shu kneaded her chin with one hand, as if she was playing with an object, and said with a smile: "I'd rather die than stay by my side, she really doesn't have me in her heart." ”Fu Mingsong's heart sank, and he looked at him with dull eyes.Wen Shu's expression changed, "Seeing that painting today, does it make you feel wronged?"
”No woman should want to be a substitute for another woman.Even if it's her all along.Fu Mingsong pursed the corners of his mouth in a daze, and shook his head at him in a half-loud voice.He gave her enough, if it weren't for him, maybe today, she would really ask the old lady to be a concubine for a big family.Fu Mingsong clenched his palms, what else is there to be wronged about?
Wen Shu lowered his eyes and looked at her fixedly.He could probably see what she was thinking, and couldn't help pinching her chin and saying, "You can be wronged, I allow you to be wronged." ”He originally thought that if he had the opportunity to see her again, he would definitely get back the old accounts one by one.But in the face of such a pair of eyes that have forgotten the past, they can't do anything.Not only can't I do it, but I also want to coax it.He couldn't even figure out why it had to be her.Roughly, this is called planting.He raised his hand and rubbed her head, kissed the tightly pursed mouth, followed the posture, simply hugged her around his waist, and walked to the sedan chair not far away."
If you have been wronged enough, it's time to go back to the palace."
Fu Mingsong startled him, "The emperor, the emperor ......" - "Dead." ”"Kill yourself.""
In her heart, there is really no me."
At night, Fu Mingsong tossed and turned, and these words flashed in his mind repeatedly.I don't know why, my heart is panicked.She has been cautious in the Fu family since she was a child, and she just wants to live, in what kind of situation will she have the idea of committing suicide?
Xu was frightened by this story, and when it was about to dawn, she had the same dream again.Porcelain white bottle body, red water lotus pattern.The pain was piercing, and she curled up in pain.As soon as I opened my eyes, the sky was bright, and there was no one around me.She breathed a few breaths of relief, lifted the curtain of the bed and called the moon to serve and wash, until she heard that there were palace people walking in the dormitory, and her heart settled down a little.
—A few days have passed, autumn is getting stronger, and the flowers that bloom in midsummer are falling to the ground one by one, adding a touch of gloom.Shen Qiheng looked at these reports carefully, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "In just over half a month, the big problems that have been accumulated by the Ministry of Industry over the years and cannot be solved have been dealt with. ”Song Changjue, in addition to his strange temper, his face turned colder, and he was full of talents.Wen Shu has always been a person who cherishes talents, and it is rare that he has not refuted Shen Qiheng's words.He lightly clasped his index finger on the table twice: "In another half a month, find an opportunity to promote him to the Ministry of Works." ”Shen Qiheng paused, and was promoted from the sixth grade to the fifth grade, but he was directly promoted by two levels.If you continue to take care of it like this, this kid will be promoted to a squire sooner or later.Song Changjue's temperament is quite unruly, and now it is not easy to do, and I am afraid that it will be even more tricky when the time comes, so I have to find a way to learn from each other.Thinking of this, after Shen Qiheng left the palace, he rode a horse to the Song Mansion.said that it was a Song house, but in fact it was just a simple house, and his appointment was sudden, and the court seemed to have not had time to settle a house for him.Before the courtyard door was closed, Shen Qiheng knocked lightly twice, but no one answered, so he pushed the door directly and went in.When I saw it, I saw that the thin young man had his back to the courtyard gate, holding a pen and not knowing what he was writing, and he didn't even know that someone was visiting.Shen Qiheng frowned, and when he got closer, he saw that he was painting.However, the next moment, Shen Qiheng couldn't laugh anymore.The person in this painting is really familiar, who is not the queen?
Almost at the same time, Song Changjue heard the movement behind him, raised his hand and covered a pile of rice paper on it, looked back at Shen Qiheng, and was surprised, full of vigilance: "Lord Shen is here, what are you doing?"
”Only then did Shen Qiheng take his gaze back from the rice paper, glanced at him meaningfully, and handed him the post in his hand."
The emperor heard that Lord Song is good at archery, and this time he hunted in autumn, and specially invited Lord Song to go with him."
Song Changjue quickly stretched out his hand to take it, and said mockingly: "There is Lao Shen Shizi who personally sent it to the door." ”Shen Qiheng put on a solemn face and looked back at the locked courtyard door.Privately painting the portrait of the queen, he is really bold. ...