Chapter 25

Because Lu Jingyun had a different mind, he couldn't help trembling when he saw this sentence, but when he read the poem titled "Remembering the Bamboo of Tianning Temple in Yangzhou", he secretly scolded himself for thinking too much. In a trance, Xu Jiangmian had already picked up the book and tightly closed it He said to him with a smile, "Quickly pack your things in, and I'll show you the painting."

Lu Jingyun replied, and went back to the front yard with the little eunuch to pack up his luggage and move in. In fact, he didn't have any belongings. His grandmother kept several valuables at home, but Xu Jiangmian asked the little eunuch to pass it on to him. He put those notes in the cloth bag and was reluctant to lose them.

So he put the cloth bag in his arms, picked up a few more clothes, rolled the books and carried them to the kang in the front room, and returned to the study. When he entered the room, his eyes lit up. Xu Jiangmian's desk had been emptied by Xu Jiangmian, and only a long scroll was laid. He changed into a crow-blue long gown, and rolled up his sleeves with one hand and a pen. He looked even more graceful and graceful. When he looked up at him, the corners of his lips curled up. Get up, "Yuan Zhao, come and see."

Lu Jingyun approached, leaning on the painting pole to take a look, only the left half was drawn on the paper, mostly gray blue and titanium white, rolling hills, vast vaults, and rivers hidden in the woods, this scene was all too familiar to him. It was the riverside where they rode on horseback at night, and the right half of the long scroll was still empty, with ochre and brown outlines already outlined. Only then did he realize that Xu Jiangmian was reflecting the rotation of the seasons from left to right, and his brushwork was solid but not Feeling free and easy, every piece of wood and stone seems to be able to come out of the painting, implicated in the beautiful memories of the night.

He has always been stupid, and he felt that Young Master Xu's talent was well-deserved. He wanted to praise a few words, but he didn't know how to say it. Xu Jiangmian saw that he was focused but contented, and smiled to himself, "Although it is a work by an idler, I wasted a lot of effort, we haven’t been to the northeast yet, we will go later and fill in the summer and autumn. After the completion of this painting, I will give it to you.” He originally wanted to say that if we separate in the future, we will see pictures like this. Then he felt sad again, so he silently stopped.

The two of them walked around the room again. Things that seemed familiar to me were a little dull, as if they were given a new lease of life because of Lu Jingyun's arrival. Xu Jiangmian was very excited. He also showed him the naive paintings, but when Lu Jingyun opened the cabinet next to the painting cabinet with a thick stack of handwriting, his face flushed a little, he rushed over and hurriedly closed it, wanting to push He goes elsewhere.

Lu Jingyun was extremely restrained and didn't want to go beyond the line, and didn't want to spy on other people's privacy, but he looked down and saw his eyes twinkle, his face was faintly flushed, it was really cute, and he was sure that his temper was not easy to get angry, and then he thought about it. Just now, he took the initiative to pull his hand, and he became more courageous. He deliberately wanted to get close to him, so he grabbed his wrist with one hand, and pretended to pull the cabinet with the other.

Xu Jiangmian's strength is not as strong as his, so he just smiled and struggled for a moment before giving in, "You can just read it if you want. It's just some book excerpts. I'm just afraid that my knowledge is shallow and I will make you laugh."

Lu Jingyun sighed that he was too modest, and closed the cabinet with a slight smile, "I'm just teasing you, I didn't want to see it."

"Okay you!" Xu Jiangmian laughed angrily, and planned to pretend to be angry to tease him, but he felt that his fingertips were still on his wrist. Going to pinch the opponent's armpit to take revenge, Lu Jingyun was actually very ticklish, he bent down with a groan, Xu Jiangmian chased after the victory, and scratched him for a while, Lu Jingyun could have used the force to restrain the opponent just like just now, but look at him Laughing happily, he endured it and let him press himself to the ground.

"Mian'er! What are you doing?" The two were laughing and panting. Master Xu had returned. He was surprised and suspicious at the scene in front of him. His son had never laughed like this since he was sensible. The children who went to the inner courtyard had such a good time? Although he had some uneasy premonitions in his heart, he also wanted to see his son happy. Goodbye, Lu Jingyun stood up and organized his clothes. He was calm and straight, and his temperament was several times stronger than that of ordinary servants. He only wanted to be close to him. normal.

"Father." The smile on Xu Jiangmian's face faded, and he stepped forward to give a salute.

Mr. Xu called the little eunuch behind him and asked him about the young master's diet and daily life. The little eunuch was full of nonsense, hiding the fact that Xu Jiangmian didn't eat or sleep at night, and squinted at Lu Jingyun while lying.

Lu Jingyun knew that it was Mr. Xu's imprisoned incident that caused Xu Jiangmian's melancholy temperament. He was angry with him, and he didn't want to listen to him anymore. Lu Zi, listen, Qiu Li is old now, I see his brain is turning fast, he wants to put him in the account, and all these things will be yours from now on."

The little eunuch was a smart person. Although he was reluctant to bear the young master, he knew where he should go in the future, so the joy in his heart outweighed the disappointment.

What Lu Jingyun told the little eunuch before was actually the truth. He would rather serve animals than take care of people. Although the conditions in the stables were poor, his heart was pure. Inner courtyard. The big family has many rules. The towel used by the young master must be folded three times before falling on the shelf; the bedding should be cleaned and re-laid every day without any wrinkles; the water for making tea must be collected from the winter night plum petals from the cellar Snow water... The chopsticks are made of ivory jade, and the napkins used to wipe the mouth are made of high-quality Hang Si, which is almost the same as the old palace. Xu Jiangmian has an easy-going temperament and never makes too many demands on his servants. , but everyone knew that Mr. Xu was strict, and he still did not dare to neglect and be lazy.

Lu Jingyun had a strong temperament since he was a child. Some things he didn't want to do. If he wanted to do it, he must be patient and do his best. In addition, he could get along with Xu Jiangmian day and night in the inner courtyard, and he was more motivated. One mistake in the end.

This spring rain had been raining for a few days, and they were sticking together all day, so they didn't sneak out at night. The typhoon tree that Xu Jiangmian mentioned was nourished by the rain, and it became more and more prosperous. Live on the gravel road beside the grass. As soon as the sky clears, the flowers are full of clear flowers and the sun is shining, the birds on the branches are jumping, and they are even more beautiful than the paintings at that time. The sweet fragrance fills every corner of the garden. Take it back and insert it into your wife's room.

Lu Jingyun wanted to build this lawless lilac today, he pinched flowers for them, and when they left happily, he turned and asked Xu Jiangmian, "Are those wives also bored in their yard on weekdays? Don't you think? feel oppressed?"

Xu Jiangmian smiled and said, "I don't want to go out any more, but they would rather 'paint the ground as a prison'. My mother is gone, so I don't need to see them on a regular basis, but when they meet each other, they are always jealous, and they simply don't communicate with each other. My father is also happy. ——You don't usually go to the yard over there, those people are not easy to mess with."

Lu Jingyun nodded, "If I don't go, I usually turn around directly from the veranda west of the stone bridge."

Xu Jiangmian raised his head to look at the clear blue sky, only to feel that the person was beside him, and his body and mind felt infinitely at ease. He picked up the fallen flowers on the ground, and waved to Lu Jingyun, "Yuan Zhao, please help me move the qin under this tree, these things. It shouldn't rain any more."

Lu Jingyun's heart beat faster. In the past few days, Xu Jiangmian seemed to be unable to finish talking to him. The two sat at the table chatting for a while and playing a few games of chess. It was getting dark and he couldn't disturb him any more. He was about to go back to his room to go to sleep, so he had not seen Xu Jiangmian play the piano with his own eyes, even though he knew the melodies by heart.

The two moved to the small piano room at the back of the house, where the sandalwood-colored upright piano was placed. Each of them raised their heads and moved it to the yard. Lu Jingyun went to get the piano bench again. When he came back, Xu Jiangmian asked with a smile. , "Do you like piano music?"

"It's alright...I haven't heard much of it." How could Lu Jingyun talk about the embarrassment that he cried the first time he played, and answered vaguely, wanting to make it clear.

Xu Jiangmian had actually heard the little eunuch talk about Lu Jingyun's eavesdropping. He deliberately asked this question. Seeing that he didn't admit it, he thought he was cute, how could he bear to expose it, so he slowly sat down on the piano bench. For some reason, because Lu Jingyun kept watching He, Xu Jiangmian's heart was also beating fast, and the fingertips of the keys were trembling slightly. ."

Lu Jingyun saw that the tips of his ears were slightly red, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help laughing, "You can play whatever you want, and I'll repair the trees."

Only then did Xu Jiangmian abandon his distracting thoughts and concentrate on playing. This song is the lively and joyful "Spring Light", which fits the bright and cheerful environment here. Lu Jingyun looked at him from the crevice of the tree branches at a high place. Ruan Ji, Ji Kang's Wei and Jin style, and the slightly frowning eyebrows on weekdays slowly stretched out, and the habitual self-defeating feeling disappeared, replaced by a certain high-spiritedness and self-confidence. The wind picked up, and the birds jumped out of the tree and flew up and down around him, and the tiny golden pollen stamens were also blown down, covering the keys of the piano cover, as if the people playing the piano were too dazzling, and the emperor was ashamed to look directly at him. , threw him a layer of veil and covered it...

There is a fragrant fragrance in the nose, the beautiful voiceless voice in the ears, and the colorful falling flowers in front of him, Lu Jingyun stared at it blankly, he didn't know where he was, as if the sea of ​​​​worry was on the shore, and the thread of sorrow was broken. , How can it be clearly distinguished at this moment.

In a trance, he saw Xu Jiangmian looking up at him while he was playing the piano. He quickly averted his eyes and went to prune the branches. When he hurriedly retracted his hand, he was scratched by the sharp branches that had been cut. Tick ​​tock blood dripped, and he came down from the ladder.

Xu Jiangmian looked up and saw that he suddenly descended the ladder, clenching his fingers, he was startled, he quickly got up from the stool and ran over, "Yuanzhao, what's the matter? But his hand was cut?"

"It's fine, it's a little broken." Lu Jingyun covered his fingers and didn't tell him to look, but the blood beads rolled out from his fingers.

"Why are you so careless!" Xu Jiangmian's heart was sore and trembling, he broke his hand, and there was a blood-drenched cut on his finger. He lowered his head subconsciously and put his fingertips in his mouth. ——He has read in science books that human saliva can stop bleeding. There was a place for the blood to spread, and the rusty and salty taste immediately filled Xu Jiangmian's mouth. He felt it was indecent to spit it out, and he didn't want to show disgust—in fact, he didn't dislike it, so he swallowed it silently.

At this moment, Lu Jingyun was already terrified. His fingers were connected to his heart. The wound was throbbing with the pulse, but now it was wrapped by the soft and moist lips and tongue. He lowered his head, only to see slender and slightly daisy eyebrows, the front end of the long eyelashes of the ink fan protruding along the edge of the eyebrows, Lu Jingyun looked at it in surprise, he didn't dare to think about the touch of his fingertips, he felt that his brain was dizzy. Tinnitus, unable to react at all.

However, Xu Jiangmian had already let go of his fingers. The two of them looked down and saw that the wet and crystal fingertips had stopped bleeding. Xu Jiangmian breathed a sigh of relief, and when he thought of his subconscious behavior, he couldn't help feeling that it was too frivolous and abrupt. With a blushing face, he said to Lu Jingyun, "I'm really sorry for getting your fingers dirty. Go and wash it with some water."

Lu Jingyun wanted to say that the blood on his hand stained the young master's mouth, but he couldn't say it, so he just thanked him hastily, and walked to the well in the back of the porch. His injured fingers were still wet and caught in the wind. A chilly swipe...

At this moment, he had reached the edge of the well, surrounded by green plants, and there was no one there. Lu Jingyun looked at his fingers, and the fingertips were still beating without a trace. He remembered the appearance of Xu Jiangmian holding his finger just now, and he couldn't help but sigh. Extremely shameful thoughts... A strong sense of morality and that secret impulse fought and fought in his mind, and he finally couldn't help but obey his heart and lightly licked his fingertips. What landed in his mouth was not blood, but a small amount of blood. Sweet and dry body fluid, like the maltose I ate as a child.

Too ashamed to hide your face. . But the saliva is really sweet! Don't ask me how I know hahaha