The night wind whistles, and the moon hooks like a knife.

Luo Long grabbed the wine glass, wandered around the pond, and chanted loudly at the crescent moon in the sky: "When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with wine, I don't know what palace in the sky is now and what year it is..." As he chanted, his trembling lips could not control himself, and he danced towards the cold moon.

There is a moon in the sky, and two lonely shadows underground.

But seeing that he was raising his feet and looking up and leaning forward in a variety of ways, it was "Ribble Dance".

The cold moon blooms with the soul, the dancing shadows are scattered, the dancing person's hair is not as good as a flying swan, but rather like a ghost falling into the water. But he doesn't care at all. His face looks extremely righteous, waving his long sleeves, and he feels pity for the shadows. He suddenly looks downwardly at the moon, as if his heart is far away. At this moment, he seems to be isolated on the top of the mountain, drinking frost and snow in the morning and evening, and as if he is alone in a dry well, looking up at the moon in the mirror.

After a long time, after dancing, I sighed at the moon in the pond.

"What a wonderful thing!" said the black starling.

"What's the wonder?" Luo Long asked the bird with his head tilted.

The black star turned Hei Buliuqiu's eyes, waved his wings, and shouted loudly: "How might it be, how might it be!"

"I have nothing in my heart, and I'm just talking about it. No matter how much jerky you eat, my heart will not grow in my chest." Luo Long shook his head, sat down slowly, and threw a wine glass at Yingyue in the pond.

"thump……"

When the wine glass enters the pond, it breaks the moon in the pond.

The maid came from the corridor and glanced at the lonely soul by the pond. She looked at the mist in her eyes. She took the starling bird from the servant girl's hand and walked slowly to the side of the pond. Wanfu said, "My husband, everything is cleaned up, there is no gap."

Luo Long turned his head, stared at the maid under the moon, and sighed, "You are old, I am old."

The maid's shoulders trembled slightly, she sorted out the silk on the side of the horn of the texture, and smiled and said, "My maid is old, but the husband is not old. The husband has just passed and is in his prime."

"Ha ha……"

Luo Longtan's chest and abdomen were exposed, and he laughed wildly, smiling, his hands and feet trembled, and said loudly: "Time is like a cup of tea. When you open your eyes and close your eyes for a moment, you stand and stand, and stand for ten years. Your husband has been standing for more than ten years..."

The maid, who was nearly fifty years old, silently left her bird cage in the grass, reached out and clapped her hands, and a little maid presented her with a drink.

Luo Long looked at it, grabbed a cup of it casually, and drank it.

Perhaps because I was drinking anxiously, the white juice spread across my chest along the corner of my mouth, and I didn't wipe it. I looked at the moon reunited in the pond, smiled and walked towards the corridor.

The maid asked behind her, "When will you go?"

Luo Long stopped, looked back slowly, staring at the old maid with his head hanging down, and smiled: "It's coming soon, maybe a few days, or..." He paused here, pointed to the bird in the cage, and said in a low voice: "If it weren't for pulling out the hair of this bird, plant the hair under the tree, and put it in the belly of the dog!"

"yes……"

...

The spring rain drizzles, but it doesn’t make a string, but it looks like a blob.

Liu Nong stepped out of the room, looked at the drizzle, rubbed the pain in his eyebrows, and faced Gu Junxiao all night. Even though he was extremely intelligent, he was already dizzy and secretly felt like needles on both sides of the temples.

He let out a long breath and strides towards the rain.

"Langjun Liu, wait a moment..."

A maid came to the corner of the corridor, with a kind face. Gu Huiwei was close to him, holding a tung oil stirrup in his left hand and a food box in his right hand.

Liu Nong smiled and said, "You will take a car when you are discharged from the hospital, so why do you need to use stirrups again?"

The maid seemed to know that he would say this, and smiled and said, "The little lady said: Although a stirrup is only a three-foot square garden on the top, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain. It must not be abandoned easily."

Liu Nong smiled slightly, took the stirrups and food boxes from the maid's hand, opened the stapes, and strode into the wind and rain. As soon as he walked away, Gu Huiwei walked out of the corner of the corridor. He had a long talk with Gu Junxiao all night, and the beautiful little lady also turned into the tent, blinking her eyes for a moment, and she couldn't help but frown and said, "I'll run around all day, but I don't know how to cherish myself..."

After Gu came out, Lai Fu was dozing against the wall of the car. As soon as he walked to the front of the car, Lai Fu woke up immediately and opened a pair of flashing eyes. When he waited for the little husband in front of him to clear his eyes, he loosened his hand with his waist sword, and smiled and said, "Little husband, where are you going?"

"Go... Lu!"

Liu Nong responded in a deep voice and got into the car.

"Good oh..."

With a rooster crowing, the car left Lu's house, and saw Hua Rong again.

Standing under the straight and tall banyan tree, Liu Nong's eyes were plain, but his heart was ups and downs, and his fingers holding the tung oil stirrups turned white. Everyone knows about Lu Shuyao and him, but at this time Lu Wan had already entered Yuzhang. He had no idea whether Lu Ye, the great chief of Yangzhou, would see him. But since he wanted to kill two birds with one stone, he had to bite the bullet and wait here.

The slanting wind and drizzle moisten the corners of a robe.

He tightened the stirrup in his hand, looked up at the white rose at the edge of the stirrup corner, and felt a little warm in his heart, and said to himself: "Fortunately, there is this stirrup, otherwise...'

Old Lu quickly walked out, frowned and looked at Liu Nong, and said in a deep voice: "Little young man, are you really unwise?"

Liu Nong closed his head and said, "Old Lu, it's not that Liu Nong broke his promise, but it's because of a reason!" As he said that, something was created from his arms, and his argument looked like a green bamboo flute, but it was also seemingly true but not true, and more like a young child's flute playing toy.

When Mr. Lu saw this object, his eyes stagnated and asked in a deep voice: "Where does this object come from?"

Liu Nong lowered his eyes and gave the flute to him, and then created a simple letter without sealing. His handwriting was sloppy, which was written in a hurry in the car.

Old Lu looked at Liu Nong deeply, slowly took the letter, turned around and walked. Entering the village, the sleeping courtyard was about to wake up, and the maid who was getting up early kept silent. Old Lu called the ox cart and hurried to a courtyard, called a maid, and asked, "Can Xiaoqi Lang wake up?"

...

The copper lamp was still burning, and the room was filled with fragrance. Lu Ye, with a square face and straight eyebrows, sat behind the desk in a wide robe and slowly fur.

Mr. Lu bowed his head to the side of the case.

The flute was playing in Lu Ye's hand, and the prince-in-law's eyes were on playing the flute. The bamboo flute body was as smooth as jade. He pulled out the flute guts from the flute body and gently pinched it with his hand, slightly moistening. Obviously, this thing is often maintained by people and often explored.

After watching for a while, Lu Ye's eyes were filled with regret and sighed: "This thing was given to his fifth brother by Gu Rong when he was young. After Luoyang, he returned to Gu Rong's hand. Where did Mr. Lu get it?"

Mr. Lu said, "The son of Liu from Huating held it." As he said that, he wrote the simple letter with scattered handwriting and gently placed it on the corner of the desk.

"Huating Liu?"

Lu Ye hummed coldly, and without even looking at Jian Xin, subconsciously wanted to throw the flute back to Mr. Lu. Just as he was about to get out of his hand, he suddenly stopped and slowly placed the flute on the table, picked up a small bronze cup to shine on the flute, and watched it carefully.

My brows gradually frowned and relaxed, and my feelings were still hard to resolve.

Old Lu pressed his hands on his knees, without saying a word, and waited silently.

"See? Or may not see?" Lu Ye stared at the flute, murmured to himself, looked at Mr. Lu, and asked, "In the opinion of Mr. Lu, this flute appeared at this moment. I saw, or may not see?"

Mr. Lu respectfully said: "As the head of the family, Xiaoqi Langjun, whether he sees or does not see him, it is all about Xiaoqi Langjun's intention."

"Hey……"

Lu Ye sneered, picked up the flute and narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Mrs. Gu has always been determined to cultivate good things with me, Lu, but if I, Lu Ye, just like this... wouldn't it be that the people in the world who laughed at me, Lu, and didn't know the grudge?"

Mr. Lu was silent for a while and whispered: "In the past, Erlangjun fought against Liu Bei in Shu. He was defeated in the first battle and retreated step by step. The heroes of Jiangdong were all shocked and pointed at Erlangjun. Erlangjun was calm and did not argue with him, but he defeated Liu's army in front of the formation in one day. When the old servant was young, he heard Erlangjun say that the true hero should stand up on the mountain and speak by himself. Why do you need to explain to the ordinary man?

Lu Ye closed his eyes and said, after a long time, he sighed, "It is not known to everyone when entering through the small door."

Shaoqing, Mr. Lu left the room, looked into Luoyang from afar, and sighed.

He hurried out of the village and saw Liu Nong standing alone under the banyan, with a handsome figure and a calm expression. Old Lu was stunned for a moment. At this time, Liu Nong was overlapping with a figure in his heart, making it difficult to distinguish you and me. He shook his head and thought to himself: 'How similar!' He quickly walked to Liu Nong, handed the flute in his hand back, and smiled and said, "Little young man, come with me!"

At the same time, in the far corner, someone saw Liu Nong and Lu Lao enter the Lu Manor from the small gate, fly into the rain, and go straight to Gu's...

...

After entering the hall, Liu Nong stood up in front of the door, bowed respectfully to Lu Ye and said, "Huating Liu Nong, I have met Lu Da Zhongzheng."

Lu Ye raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Liu Nong, and said in a low voice: "I know you, the beautiful husband of Huating, sit down." As he said that, he pointed to somewhere casually.

Hu Tang...

The Hu bench is not as tall as a ruler and not as wide as a ruler. It is placed empty in the corner of the house, which is extremely dazzling.

A gentleman does not fall on a bench, sit, or does not sit?

Liu Nong took a deep breath, smiled faintly, lifted up the corner of his robe and sat on the stool, pressing his hands on his knees, his expression remained unchanged, his eyebrows were straight and his expression was dangerous. Lu Ye's left eye jumped slightly, and he rolled the bamboo slips on the table, and said slowly: "Do you want to marry Shu Yao?"

Liu Nong bowed and said, "That's right!"

Lu Ye's left face wrinkled slightly and said in a low voice: "Shu Yao is the pride of Wujun, who are you?"

Liu Nong bowed and said, "Huating Liu Nong."

Lu Ye's index finger trembled gently and slowly raised his eyes to Liu Nong. Liu Nong did not avoid it, and his eyes were lightly placed under Lu Ye's nose, not a little higher or a little lower, and he would be fine.

Shao Qing, Lu Ye said, "Tell me, why did you come from?"

Liu Nong held his hand at the eyebrows, bowed deeply, and said loudly: "Come to save your friend..."

...

One hour later.

The drizzle gradually made curtains, supported the tung oil stirrups, stepped on the ebony clogs, and crossed the banyan tree.

The beautiful husband stood on the shaft of the car, looking back at the Lu Manor in the misty rain, with his sword-brow frowned.

Lai Fu asked, "Little Langjun, where are you going now?"

"Go to Gu!"

The ox cart turned around and went straight to the Gu gate. Liu Nong presented the flute to the armored soldiers. The armored soldiers rushed in and returned for a moment, asking, "Mr. I have something to say, if the affairs of Liu Langjun have not been completed, I will do it by myself. If the matter is done, I will follow me in."

"Liu Nong said goodbye!"

Liu Nong turned around and left, too hasty. Even though his tongue was full of lotus flowers and even though the matter was perfect, he could not make Lu Ye nod immediately.

Lai Fu asked, "Young man, where are you going?"

"Lou County!"

The beautiful husband dragged his tired body into the car, squinted his eyes and looked at the rain and fog outside the curtain. The timing was too great. Zu happened to hit the ground and the stern, and Liu Xun, Pei County, also happened to come. He had done his best. Now, he only said: The plan is for others, and the success is for heaven! However, no matter what, the beautiful husband wants to return to Lou County, not for anything else, but for Zu Sheng's eyes before leaving... In that eyes, there is only trust...

"Bang, moo..."

A shocked whip, the green cow mooed, the ox cart drilled into the rain and fog, walked around the city wall, walked out of the city gate, and headed straight to Lou County.

"Langjun Liu, wait a moment."

As he was about to leave the city gate, someone shouted loudly. Liu Nong picked up the curtain and looked back quickly. He saw a team of Gu Wuqu riding horses and running towards him.

"call……"

The beautiful husband smiled, looking at the drizzle all over the sky and laughed warmly and from the heart. Gu Junxiao was moved in his mind, and since the group was released, I believe that the prince-in-law Gu Zhong had a certainty in weighing the pros and cons! The hard work will be done...

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Chapter completed!