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Chapter 228 The past of the archway (226) Don't listen to the sound of the flute in Quxiang

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    Ding Erkang put his hands behind his back, and said to Du Heng in a leisurely manner: "Brother Zimei, can you let the people of the Jiao family avoid it for a while, so we two brothers can talk privately?"

    Du Heng also calmed down at this time, he first said "oh", then walked in front of Ding Erkang, he looked Ding Erkang up and down, and then said: "You can't hide at last, we two brothers  It¡¯s time to talk about the past!¡±

    Then clapped his hands to the door and shouted: "Man, serve a pot of 'Xinghuacun' wine."

    Ding Erkang trembled involuntarily when he heard the words "Xinghuacun" wine, he resisted not speaking, and just watched Du Heng's actions quietly.

    The old man of the Jiao family knew that this was not the place for him to stay, so he glanced at Ding Erkang with worried eyes, and said softly: "Mr.  Say, don't be impulsive!"

    Ding Erkang patted the old man of the Jiao family on the shoulder, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'm sensible!"

    The old man of the Jiao family turned around and walked out, leaving only Du Heng and Ding Erkang in the room.

    Neither of them spoke, they just stood quietly facing each other, staring at each other's eyes without blinking.

    The clerk came in with a bottle of Xinghuacun wine, and saw two people who looked like clay sculptures, both with calm faces, and the air was so cold that it seemed like a cold day, so he couldn't help shivering.

    The man didn't dare to stay longer, put down his drink and slipped out immediately, the sound of closing the door before leaving was very loud.

    "Boom", seemed to wake them up.

    Du Heng spoke first, and said, "Erkang, you have a lot of white hair!"

    Ding Erkang replied: "Brother Zimei, you also have a lot of wrinkles around your eyes. It must be very hard for you to smile every day when you greet and send off!"

    Du Heng stroked the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and said: "I really let Erkang talk. I am a seventh-rank official, and there are many hats on my head that are bigger than mine. Naturally, I have to please them all the time. I am afraid that there will be one who is not polite.  It will cause unnecessary trouble, and it is really tiring!"

    Ding Erkang said: "Brother Zimei, isn't this the road you have been longing for and pursuing, why are you unhappy instead?"

    Du Heng didn't answer directly, he smiled and said: "Erkang, you are a scholar who is free and easy, why do you have white hair all over the place, don't you also look happy?"

    Ding Erkang asked back: "How do you know that my unhappy face and white hair prove that I am unhappy in life?"

    Du Heng curled his lips meaninglessly, and he greeted Ding Erkang: "Stop standing there, let's chat while drinking, and talk about yourself."

    After speaking, he sat down first, and each of them poured a full glass of wine. He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then held the empty glass in his hand and said to Ding Erkang: "I still remember that we drink with Ruan.  Philosophically, at that time you were a "three cups down", and you must pour three cups before you finish talking."

    Ding Erkang stared at the wine glass in Du Heng's hand, and his eyes drifted. He said leisurely: "Ruan Zhe said, "How can a man live without alcohol?" The first class in the academy was to drink, and it was the first time I got drunk.  It's there too."

    Du Heng turned the wine glass in his hand and said: "When talking about drinking, I have to think of Ruan Zhelai. He is really a fairy-like figure. It would be refreshing to see him, let alone being his disciple. At that time  It¡¯s so good, reading, drinking, playing the piano, and farming are like the days of gods, but it¡¯s a pity that I can¡¯t go back!¡±

    Ding Erkang said: "Yes, the dead are like a husband, and they will never give up day and night! Nothing can go back!"

    Du Heng said: "Erkang, have you ever thought about going back to the "Bamboo Forest Academy" when you and I are old, listening to the wind singing and playing the piano to the moon every day, how wonderful it is!"

    Ding Erkang stared at Du Heng and said, "Are you sure you want this?"

    Du Heng nodded and said: "I definitely want to be like this." Then he changed the subject and said: "It's a pity, people can't help themselves in the Jianghu, unlike you, you can be free and unrestrained, but you can be as chic and happy as you want."

    Ding Erkang listened to Du Heng's words silently, and the flame in his heart went out little by little.

    "I was almost instigated and fooled by Du Heng." Ding Erkang said to himself.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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