If I heard it, he wrote words with poems and her, he was a talented person in the Kuang Dynasty, and she was also knowledgeable and ancient. If it weren't for that repeated dream, if there was no repeated torture of that adherence in memory, she and he would have lived a quiet life here.

The rain stopped, the thunder stopped, and a pair of footsteps came to the bed gently, a dry hand reached in from the waist, and slowly swam to Liu Rushi's chest, which was facing away from the bed. Liu Ru turned around and looked at the most familiar figure in the candlelight, perhaps because he was too excited and struggling during the banquet and when he had just gone upstairs, so that the strange short hair on his forehead broke free from the shackles of the bun and drooped down one by one, making the old soldier who had already begun to rise look very sluggish and funny.

Qian Qianyi, who had already shaved his green and changed into new clothes, went to Beijing to be a waiter in the Qing Dynasty's Ministry of Rites, because the Ming army led by Zhu Si was victorious on the battlefield, and fled from Beijing with great expectations, returned to Nanjing, and returned to his hometown Changshu after touching a nose of ash. The half of the short hair on his head still grows so slowly, but it will not affect Qian Qianyi's long-sleeved dancing at all.

The red paper, the green silk quilt, and the infinite ecstasy are arranged.

"Who is that guest you invited, and how can you see that you have such respect for him?" "Which one?" "It's the gentleman who has an extraordinary appearance." "Oh, you're talking about Wang Shiyuan, he'...... He has a bizarre background and a lot of backgrounds. "There is a lot of origin, how is it a Dafa?" "It's as big as a day."

Qian Qianyi fell into deep thought, but his thoughts were interrupted by the curious Liu Ru again. The crimson on Liu Ru's face receded slightly, and she raised her eyebrows and asked, "It's been ten months since he came to our house, don't you want to invite him to be Mr. Jiashu?" "No, no, no, he is a distinguished guest, and he has come to talk to me, so don't neglect him." "He's really good at Go, and every time you play against him, you're going to lose."

Qian Qianyi saw that the two had just fallen in love, but Liu Ruyi mentioned another man, and unconsciously quipped: "Hehe, yes, his chess skills have indeed been superb." Our Qin Huai Bayan's leader, could it be that he has become interested in Wang Shiyuan's chess skills? "What do you want? The cheap concubine is just a thin horse in Yangzhou, if it weren't for your Qian Muzhai's favor, she would still be leaning on the hook bar to laugh. What is the head of Qin Huai Bayan, it's not just a joke of your men? Qian Qianyi said with a smile: "What kind of man dares to make jokes about our Mrs. Hedong, you, the prime minister's concubine, are unattainable." ”

Liu Ru said angrily: "Qian Muzhai, what's wrong with you today, why are you mentioning those old things, and making fun of me and that Wang Shiyuan, isn't he your honored guest?" I am not a concubine of the prime minister now, but the step-room of Qian Qianyi, the dignified predecessor of the Ministry of Rites. Qian Qianyi hurriedly said softly: "Okay, my good lady, mentioning those men and women is just to cheer you up." As she spoke, Liu Ru already felt that Qian Qianyi, who was half-leaning on her, was starting to look strange again, so she said shyly: "Old pervert, endless shamelessness!" ”80

Qian Qianyi smiled and said: "I can leave poetry and books and officialdom, but I can't do without you." You studied with me, and you had a taste when you were with Zhou Zhuangyuan and Zhou Daxue. Qian Qianyi asked while rubbing her into his arms, and where could Liu Ru speak, she had fallen into the current sea of evil.

Wang Shiyuan has been very depressed these days, and Qian Qianyi has persuaded him many times to announce his life experience, but he has rejected them one by one. He was afraid that once his background was known to that person, that person would kill him. However, he is inseparable from Qian Qianyi's funding, and several years of wandering life have made this man who is not yet twenty years old look a little old, but that extraordinary temperament makes anyone respect him spontaneously.

A slightly haggard face, with blazing eyes, a tall posture that looks a little slender, and a kind of weakness caused by a long-term lack of nutrition. A pair of chapped hands, the fingers were full of dirt, but they couldn't hide his original slenderness and whiteness. A green shirt has almost been washed white, mended and mended, and even the shoes are full of patches, but there are no wrinkles, and they are not spotted.

For him, life is bitter, drifting in troubled times, without food and clothing, honest and fearful, like duckweed floating in the sea, just seeking a full meal but not getting. If someone accepts them, they stay as guests, and when they are thrown out of the door, they have to beg. Qian Qianyi took him in, gave him food and clothing, and every time he went to the banquet, he ate very politely, and even the clothes given to him were folded and put away by him. He cherishes the hard-won meals, and cherishes any item that can be discarded at will for others but is extremely rare for him, and for him, that is material hardship. Floating life is like a dream, but since you can't wake up, you must cherish every minute and every second in your dream. Who knows if they'll have nightmares in the next moment?

Red Bean Pavilion, a study room of Qian Qianyi, Wang Shiyuan has lived here since his arrival, and he has no worries about food and clothing. He even felt like 'Red Bean' was named for him. The red bean stalk is full of aroma, and the roots and leaves are extremely poisonous, which can kill people. Humanity is the most lovesick thing, so it is also known as Acacia, just like the memory in his thoughts.

A few days ago, the Qian Mansion was always full of people, but after that, it was quietly quiet, which gave Wang Shiyuan more time to recall and ponder. "Brother Wang, today is a beautiful day, how about going to my flower pavilion downstairs in Jiangyun to drink tea and listen to music?" Qian Qianyi seemed to be very refreshed, but when he looked at his face, the dark circles under his eyes were a little deeper than yesterday's. Thinking of the Yanyu Ying song that came out of the room after the thunderstorm last night, Wang Shiyuan couldn't help but praise Qian Qianyi's old and strong people, and suddenly felt a little funny. But he replied elegantly: "Since Brother Mu Zhai is so elegant, the younger brother should accompany him." "Good!" "Please!" "Please!"

"Today's dance is a bit boring! Stand down, step down! Qian Qianyi was very excited when he first came, but when he looked at it, he became interested again. Looking at the prostitutes who had dispersed, Wang Shiyuan said suspiciously: "It's not bad, Brother Mu Zhai, could it be that there is something on mind that disturbs Yaxing?" Qian Qianyi sighed and said, "Hi! I, Qian Muzhai, have been honest all my life, just to pursue truth and true knowledge. As everyone knows, the disciples who are deeply proud of their disciples and their friends who have been trusted for many years are actually those who sell Li Zhuan cores and eat death and are profit-seeking. ”

Wang Shiyuan said: "Oh, if there are really such people, why don't you interact with them again?" Qian Qianyi smiled bitterly: "Hmph, I'm afraid that I want to communicate with them, but they won't come to me!" Look at those scholars, how arrogant they were at that time, they dared to face the emperor in the palace examination and handed over the white papers, completely reckless. But once the killer really hurts now, they will scatter as birds and beasts. ”