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    The sunshine in the autumn afternoon makes people lazy.  < After seeing them off outside the city, the two of them strolled leisurely by the West Lake.  The bustling place here is as prosperous as yesterday, or even more so. There is less of the scholarly spirit of scolding Fang Qiu to point out the country, and more of the colorful lyrics and folk music.  Maybe it's because of the decline of Dajin, or maybe it's because the Mongolians smell like sheep, which makes them think that the country here is eternal, and those people will never set foot in Jiangnan.  There are many boats moored on the edge of the West Lake, and the sounds of the brothel talents playing are heard from time to time. But there are also teahouses, with three cups and two cups, where several people sit and chat, enjoying themselves.  Yue Ziran didn't want to board the boat for tea, but after passing a boat moored on the shore, someone called him loudly from behind: "Master Yue? Master Yue, please stay." Yue Ziran heard the sound and turned around to look.  , it was Meng Gong whom I had not seen for some time.  After standing still, Meng Gong had already stepped forward before he could reply.  He cupped his hands and said to Yue Ziran, "It's indeed Mr. Yue. It's been a long time." Yue Ziran returned the greeting and said, "Long time no see. How is General Meng doing?" "Still the same as before." Meng Gong said modestly, "But this  Meng's stomach has suffered after not seeing his son-in-law for a year. Madam Ling's cooking skills are truly unforgettable." After saying that, Meng Gong turned around to say hello, but was startled when he saw Mu Nianci.  A flash of disappointment flashed through my heart.  "Mu Nianci has met the general." Mu Nianci bent down and carried his luggage.  Meng Gong hurriedly returned.  "I just returned to Lin'an Mansion today. My wife is tired, but I have disappointed General Meng." Yue Ziran chuckled, but did not introduce Mu Nianci's identity.  Meng Gong mistakenly thought that Mu Nianci was also Yue Ziran's concubine, and he could make it clear that he was no longer envious of Yue Ziran.  "It's okay. It's just a joke." Meng Gong smiled and waved his hand.  Inviting Yue Ziran: "Master Yue, if you have time, why don't you go on board the boat with Meng for a cup of tea?" "That's fine." Yue Ziran nodded and did not refuse.  So the two of them were led by Meng Gong.  After boarding the boat at the pier, the boatman untied the rope tied to the willow tree on the shore and pushed towards the center of the lake.  Meng Gong modestly said that his life was still the same, but Yue Ziran didn't think so.  At least according to Yue Ziran¡¯s information, Meng Gong¡¯s father, Meng Zongzheng, the famous anti-Jin general known as ¡°Grandpa Meng¡± to the Jin people, had just passed away in the spring.  The Zhongshun Army was an army formed by Meng Zongzheng to receive the internal refugees of the Jin people. After Meng Zongzheng's death, it was initially governed by Jiang Hai.  But because he could not be convinced, the army was in turmoil. In the end, the Jinghu Zhiji Division had no choice but to hand over the Zhongshun Army to the command of Meng Gong.  At this time, Meng Gong was in the period of observing filial piety, but he was directly promoted from the previous Guanghua County Lieutenant to the actual leader of the army. It would be an understatement to say that he was high-spirited.  The boat is divided into two floors. The first floor is probably the kitchen and the resting place for the servants. There are five or six sturdy soldiers standing there holding long guns.  Going up to the second floor, there are tea-making supplies in the center of the cabin, and tables and chairs are placed regularly on both sides.  Next to him was a maid wearing a thick green shirt, a long undershirt and a white gauze gown, waiting for her.  Covered by gauze around.  The breeze blows and flutters slightly. The figures inside and the scenery outside seem to be covered with a layer of fog. They cannot be seen clearly, but they can be seen roughly.  Opposite the first seat, there is an elegant room blocked by a bead curtain hanging from the floor. Sandalwood is placed outside the curtain and the smoke is lingering, creating an elegant and dusty atmosphere.  The figure inside the bead curtain swayed, Meng Gong clapped his hands, and a crisp sound of spring water splashing on the bluestone came to his face, making people immediately feel the freshness and cleanliness of the spring water.  "It's a good piece of piano to play." Yue Ziran couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised, "If you can listen to this piece of music and drink tea, it doesn't matter if the tea tastes not tasted after soaking in it. The refreshing taste of thirst quenching is already in your heart. General Meng sure enough  "You are elegant." But Meng Gong couldn't feel proud at all. He smiled and said: "Master Yue, please stop humiliating others. The sound of Su Su's piano is far inferior to that of Mu Qingzhu. Master Yue listens to Mu's solo every day, and his taste is already extraordinary.  , this kind of music did not dirty the ears of Mr. Yue, Meng is already very happy. " Yu Qiaogeng once said that it is indeed true. Meng Gong's sour writing is a set that ordinary people may not be able to resist.  .  "How did you know?" Yue Ziran asked.  "Haha, less than half an hour after everyone got off the carriage at your inn, the whole city of Hangzhou has already spread the news." Meng Gong said with a smile. At this time, the teapot on the stove was boiling. Meng Gong picked it up and personally served his son-in-law.  Ran poured tea with Mu Nianci, then made some for himself, and then said: "That day, I listened to Mu Qingzhu's farewell song by the Xihua Broken Bridge. I thought I would never see him again, but I didn't expect that the young master would appear again.  "After that, Meng Gong shook his head, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Could it be that this year, Mr. Yu went after everyone?"nbsp; Yue Ziran turned the tea cup and said with a smile: "General Meng, why do you ask questions knowingly?" Meng Gong smiled slightly and continued: "Everyone has a love for beauty, but don't be greedy or insufficient, so it will be ruined.  " Yue Ziran heard what he was saying and didn't argue. He just took a sip of tea and said, "The tea is good tea, but it's a pity that the water for soaking it is not good water. " "Why is the Longjing water above not good tea.  ?" Meng Gong asked with a smile, but Mu Nianci could already hear the tit-for-tat tone.  "Tea has a Zen feel. In it, you can probably taste a calm life, a life of relief, a life of smiling at the wind and light clouds." Yue Ziran shook his head gently and continued: "Tea is good.  Tea, but when you make the tea, its taste changes." Meng Gong stopped for a moment, laughed to cover it up, and changed the topic and said: "Miss Susu is the one who emerged after Miss Mu left West Lake.  She is a beautiful woman with excellent talents. She is also good at playing the piano. I wonder what the difference between Mr. Yue and Miss Mu is? " "Your sister." Yue Ziran cursed in his heart, feeling a little regretful for not bringing Miss Huang out.  Mu Nianci can be said to have a thorough understanding of these arty things - if he doesn't understand anything, what can he say?  The figure inside the bead curtain also bowed and spoke softly to Wu: "Please give me some advice, Master." "Yes." Yue Ziran pretended to be pretentious for a long time. Mu Nianci almost laughed as he watched beside him, and then he took a sip of tea.  Said: "I can't tell you what to say. Your piano skills are excellent, but compared with Mu Qingzhu, you still lack something." "What is it?" Meng Gong asked.  "Soul." Yue Ziran raised his index finger and said, pretending to be very proficient.  "Oh?" Meng Gong asked pretending to be interested: "Master, please tell me carefully." Yue Ziran didn't know anything about the piano, but he had a way of making nonsense.  He said: "Girl, have you ever heard the sound of the wind blowing through the reeds? Have you ever heard the sound of birds returning to their nests in the bamboo forest and the bamboo leaves falling one after another? Have you ever heard the drizzle pouring down on the city and selling apricot flowers in the deep alleys, and their footprints in the green  The sound of tolls on the stone slabs? "These are souls." "Like soldiers." Yue Ziran looked at Meng Gong and said lightly: "Are they loyal to decay and living in a corner? Or are they loyal to their ambitions and creating peace for all ages?"  The soul is different." Meng Gong was startled, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said with a chuckle: "This is just the master's prejudice. The so-called different ways are difficult to make plans. I'm afraid Mr. Yue will have to be considerate of this in the future.  " "To each other, each other." Yue Ziran smiled and toasted him with tea instead of wine. They talked and laughed happily amidst the sound of the piano again.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: Thank you for the monthly pass of Furukawa Nagisa 01 Children's Shoes, thank you for your support!
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