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Wen Qian originally wanted to go to Yang Jin for advice, but he was nowhere to be seen for the whole day.
In the past, I didn't stay with him all the time, but I always found someone by asking others, and it was the first time that I disappeared out of thin air like this.
She spent most of the day playing the flute in her room, and it was not until night that she learned from a small flag in the Jinyi Wei:
"Master Yang? It seems that someone saw him in the wine shop at the head of Quehua Bridge."
Quehua Bridge is on the south bank of Daming Lake, facing the opposite Baihua Bridge across the water. Both bridges are good places for night tours. At night, when the lights on the street are turned on, it will add a bit of the taste of Jiangnan Water Town .
During the three seasons of spring, autumn and summer, you can often see painted boats parked on the waterside of the lake, but in winter it is too cold, and literati and refined scholars also need warmth, so the lake is much quieter, but the restaurants and teahouses at Qiaotou are overcrowded.
The small restaurant was newly built, and there was only one clerk. In order to greet the ever-increasing number of guests, he seemed a bit overwhelmed by running back and forth. He put down a jar of wine, and had to rush elsewhere to clean up the dishes, and his feet felt windy.
Yang Jin was sitting in the corner, with a pile of large and small wine jars scattered beside the table and under his feet. His whole body seemed to be fished out of the wine, and his whole body was full of sweet and sour.
Because of excessive drinking, he was a little confused. At the end of the drink, he would hold a mouthful of Xifeng in his mouth for a while, close his eyes and deeply frown for a while before he could swallow it.
He had just drank half of the new bottle of wine, and before he could drink any more, the previous clerk actually went back and brought a plate of pastries and hot and sour soup to sober up in front of him.
He hesitated for a moment, his mind not brightened by the spirits, before raising his head: "I didn't order this."
"My lord, the girl outside the door bought it for you." The clerk stepped aside, and when Yang Jin looked over as he said, he happened to see Wen Qian standing under the lamp with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.
The slight drunkenness made him stunned and slowed down for a moment, and his chaotic thoughts turned back and forth in his heart, and finally there were some blanks that fell into pieces.
But the guy couldn't wait, looked at Wenqian with a mournful face and fear, and begged him in a low voice: "Young master, you should drink this hangover soup quickly. The girl said that she is from Jinyiwei, if you don't drink it , we will send someone to dismantle the store.¡±
This is indeed her usual style.
Yang Jin withdrew his gaze, but did not move for a long while.
The store clerk was in a dilemma holding the soup bowl, "Young master, please help me, this is a terrible thing!" While speaking, seeing Wen Qian walking towards this side, he was so anxious that he wished he could directly take Yang Jin opened his mouth and poured it in.
Fortunately, the demon girl didn't eat people. Instead, she slapped the money for the wine on the table, hugged Yang Jin's arm, and squinted at him, "Okay, it's none of your business here, go ahead."
The latter hurriedly nodded his thanks, and withdrew quickly.
"I've been looking for you for a long timehuh? I drank so much wine."
Yang Jin let her pull him to stand up.
Wen Qian didn't care either, and dragged him out halfway, "Stop drinking, I have something important to discuss with you."
When they left the restaurant, the store owner and Xiao Er saw that she was still looking like an enemy, and nodded and bowed repeatedly. Wen Qian couldn't help laughing, and teased him while turning her head, "Your name of Jinyiwei is really useful, isn't it?" Doesn¡¯t it mean that you can not give money even when you eat? Tomorrow, if I run out of money in the capital, wouldn¡¯t it be possible to eat and wait to die if I give your name.¡±
"Oh." She calculated, "If I had known this, I should have used your waist card to play for enough money before paying back. What a mistake."
?He talked for a while, but before the usual serious reprimand and cynicism, Wen Qian felt inexplicably embarrassed and puzzled for a while.
She finally looked sideways at Yang Jin.
In the night, he was drooping his eyelids, his face was calm and expressionless Angry?
Really angry?
Wen Qian bit her lower lip in thought, and smiled subtly: "I was just joking with that guy, don't take it so seriously."
At that moment, Yang Jin's heart seemed to be stabbed by something suddenly, and he stopped in place for no reason, and the small resentment accumulated for a long time surged under the influence of the drink.
When Wen Qian turned his eyes, he suddenly asked in a low voice: "Are you playing around with anyone?"
Surrounded by the hustle and bustle of voices, when he spoke, it seemed that everything was silent.
"what about me?"
Wen Qian was startled slightly, and was raising her head, but her wrist tightened suddenly. Yang Jin dragged her against the wall, and asked paranoidly in her tone:
theIn the garden, turned onto the narrow alley, and soon stood in the west wing.
Wen Qian's residence is just opposite, and it is extremely warm by the sun, and even the steps are covered with dazzling gold.
What did I say yesterday?
Does she still remember?
Until he stood in front of this door, he actually didn't think about what he was going to say later. From getting up to walking all the way, these actions seemed to be done without thinking, and were all based on the instinct of the body.
Yang Jin took a deep breath on the spot, calmed down his restless chest with great difficulty, clutched a beating heart, pursed his lips and went to knock on the door.
There was a "squeak".
It was quite quiet all around, but after knocking, the door opened by itself. Yang Jin was stunned, and looked around the room, only to realize that she was not here.
His finger that knocked on the door was still bent, after a while he came back to his senses, and slowly put it down.
Thinking about it, I have slept for so long, how could she keep waiting for him with her personality
The countless possibilities that flashed through his mind before suddenly froze, Yang Jin shook his head consciously amused, and exited the room with a soft sigh.
I thought to myself, why don't I look for her after dinner.
The continuous ups and downs of the mood felt a little restless. When he was looking down, he suddenly saw a feathered arrow obliquely inserted in the corner of the door. The arrow was nailed to a thin piece of paper, and it still trembled in the wind.
Shicai is full of thoughts, so he actually only sees such an obvious thing now.
? Yang Jin hurriedly pulled up his robe and squatted down / pulled out / took out the arrow, and carefully unwrapped the note on it.
This is a huanhua paper that is not commonly used in Jinan. The ink is very new, and it is obviously just written on it.
There are only a few short lines on the paper, but they penetrate the back of the paper.
"One farewell for five years, the mountain is high and the road is far away."
"It's rare to meet again now, and the proximity to the hometown is timid, so I invite my younger siblings to visit. Don't blame me."
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