Epistle 21: Zimo Hongchen comes to see the rain 2

That's the wronged soul. Although it is not particularly powerful, it can't be underestimated if it can shine in such a night.

With the desire for a confidant and a curiosity about the ghost on the umbrella, Wei Tanyi took the initiative to approach such a prominent person for the first time in his life.

And accepted Song Jing's suggestion to open an antique shop in the capital, but it was a few months after the two met.

"This is really a coincidence. I have been in the sun for more than ten years, and I have noticed that I am different from others. You are the first one." Song Jing drank one cup after another with great interest.

Wei Tanyi sandwiched a piece of green vegetable leaf and said with a faint smile, "The true destiny of heaven is often different from ordinary people's experience. I know a little about the art of face-to-face and guess boldly. I didn't expect to really say what happened to Your Highness."

Song Jing's eyes turned red: "Do you think I'm the true destiny?"

Wei Tanyi smiled and did not answer, and he said to himself, "Fate is impermanent. I can drink and talk with you here today. Tomorrow I may die. Whether it's drunk to death, or if it's the assassination of the person who peeps at the throne, what's the difference?"

That night, Song Jing wrapped up the whole restaurant and was drunk alone. During the banquet, he opened his heart and said a lot about his own things, saying that he was resurrised at the age of six, that he was full of enthusiasm for the country and the people, that he was tired of fighting with his brothers, and so on. Wei Tanyi always smiled and answered from time to time, but he was thinking about his own affairs.

He wants revenge.

No matter ten or twenty years, he must take revenge, and in order to take revenge, he must have far more power than now.

"Tan Yi, if you don't drink, you must love tea. If you have time to come to Beijing in the future, I will definitely give you Yugong Dilu." When he was drunk, Song Jing promised.

Wei Tanyi bowed his hand and thanked: "Thank you, Your Highness. I just listened to what Your Highness said that the capital is a place of right and wrong. I just want to float out of the world. I'm afraid it's difficult to accept the gift.

"I don't ask you to get involved in those annoying struggles," Song Jing waved his hand impatiently. "With your eyes, I'm afraid it's a pity that those antique shops in the capital will be difficult to run and make the best use of them."

The prince came forward and said in his ear, "Your Highness, it's getting late. If you don't go back, Lord Qiu may be worried." Song Jing said in a daze and said, "Prepare a sedan." Yes."

At that time, he was so old that he didn't know that Wei Tanyi had lived in the deep mountains for a long time. Today, I suddenly felt that the front was open, and there was hope for revenge. He was very grateful to Song Jing. After respectfully sent him into the sedan chair, he rushed back to Yanzhu Mountain overnight.

When he left Yanzhu Mountain again, he seemed to see the power he had been chasing for many years, waving and calling in the small city.

***

This situation can be remembered, but it was already sad at that time.

Mr. Qin, you know that the slave family has been here and has been waiting for you for a thousand years.

On the shadow lake, the lotus boat draws boats, and there are many romantic talents, and you are always the only one I like.

Do you remember that in March, in the Octagonal Pavilion, you and I met like a legend.

I am a businesswoman. My family is rich, and my father and mother are kind. I am the lady of the stars who support the moon. One day, I traveled by the lake. It rains heavily and I was trapped in the pavilion. It was you who gave up your umbrella to me and refused to leave your name. It was the word Qin on the oil paper that told me your last name, which made me countless days and nights since then. At night, I can see things and think of people, and call you Mr. Qin.

The umbrella is given to you in the pavilion. You are elegant and talk freely. You don't see the obscenity of the people in the market at all. You generously give the umbrella, don't ask for anything in return, or even leave a name, which makes me feel that there is such a gentleman in the world. If you marry in this life, you will be Mr. Qin.

But why have you disappeared since then? My father asked all the rich and poor households in Weizhou, but never got your whereabouts. My mother also advised me to give up, but how can I forget the warmth between your words and smiles?

If the sky has eyes, I just want to see you again, return the umbrella to you, and tell you how I have missed you for thousands of years.

***

The Cang Pavilion in the East Palace.

The left and right concubines had already prepared tea, so that Wei Tanyi stepped into the threshold, and his eyes immediately lit up: "Chunqin Exercise."

"I really can't hide any tea from your nose," Song Jing greeted me with a smile. "My father thought the taste was too light, so I asked for some. Good or bad, I always asked you to taste it."

Wei Tanyi also smiled: "Your Highness killed me this time. At the beginning, the only spring piano exercise in Weizhou was the best that the empress dowager had to drink, but it was really a waste to be rewarded by Your Highness."

Song Jing was angry: "What you said is wrong. Maofeng is the place where you and I meet. It's perfect to entertain you with this spring piano."

The two of them had nothing to do at all. As in the past, they sat down to taste tea and talk about poetry. Song Jing still talked a lot. Talking about what kind of posts the candidates of Jiangnan Academy handed to the adults in Beijing, what kind of gorgeous words did those heavenly students write, and then talking about the shadow lake in the year they met, there were quite a lot of emotions.

"Since then, I have never gone to Maofeng, but I miss the days when I enjoyed the mountains and rivers on the boating lake." Wei Tanyi held the cup and said leisurely.

"I'm not. Maofeng has good mountains and rivers, and there is a beautiful legend of talented women. Several people don't love it."

Hearing his words, Wei Tanyi's heart moved. Maofeng is only a hundred miles away from Yanzhu Mountain. If Song Jing can be transferred to the shell, he can rest assured, but as a prince, he has a lot of chores, and I'm afraid he can't get away.

Song Jing looked at him and said nothing. He thought that he had something on his mind, so he patted his arm: "A few days ago, I thought about going out of the palace. Although I was trusted by my father and supervised the country for many years, I still didn't know much about the people's feelings. I planned to go to the south of the Yangtze River before the New Year, so I would enjoy the winter shadow lake. How about you? Would you like to go with me?"

"If so, thank Your Highness first!" He promised first, and then he couldn't force him to go or not. He always asked Guisi to go to Yanzhu Mountain. With Song Jing all the way, he could stay in Maofeng. Please go to Pingshui Town, Shanbei, and transfer the shells to the disciples in the palace.

Song Jing didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing his promise, he was very happy. A few months ago, he was annoyed by Han Ruqi's disappearance. Although he knew his mistake, it was inconvenient to apologize because of his face. He was indifferent for a few days and sent someone to invite him. If he was willing to come, he naturally didn't mind, but if he refused...

Uncle Song Zhen's secret hiding of the wizard can't escape his eyes. If he wants to fight with him to the end, he must not be weak.

Tan Yi, Tan Yi, if you are willing to work for Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang will treat him as a confidant. In the future, you will definitely benefit from ascending the throne; but if you refuse to make a statement for a long time, don't blame Xiao Wang for being cruel.

The two people who were pregnant drank a few more cups of tea. It was not until the young teacher came to urge them that Song Jing reluctantly sent away Wei Tanyi and continued to worry about those memorials.

This is the way he chose. He can't do it if he wants him to succumb to others and continue to live a life of snorting. A person who has died once, or sees through the world, or is indifferent to fame and fortune. If neither of them is true, he is extremely stubborn. What he can't get in the past is to get. If it's not his own, then grab it!

***

"Your Highness the Prince? Master, you have made me look at you again. The quenching exaggerated and made a fuss. No wonder the answer is in Yanzhu Mountain thousands of miles away. The enemy may also be there, but she can't go. She has been sitting there for many days. Suddenly, she heard Wei Tanyi say that Song Jing would send her to Pingshui Town. How could she not be surprised?

Wei Tanyi smiled bitterly: "Don't be sarcastic about me. I still know what the man is thinking. If I don't give him an answer, I'm afraid I won't come back."

"What's the answer?" Han Ruqi was very unlucky to arrive at the door at this time and asked casually.

"There is a prominent big man who wants to accept the master to be a small one. The master is frowned upon." Si Si said on purpose.

Han Ruqi twitched the corners of his mouth and looked up and down at the Wei Tanyi wrapped in the big red fox coat without any sympathy: "It's really pitiful. I thought he had to at least marry the main room, but it's a pity."

It's okay if he doesn't sarcasm. As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Tanyi immediately sneered: "I was born in poverty, but naturally I can only be small. Lord Han has a high position, and I have to be a wife of the main room anyway. Let's wait and see."

The quail and clams competed with each other, and the fisherman made a profit. He smiled so much that he couldn't straighten his waist. He even said, "I'm going to make a wedding dress for Lord Han." Han Ruqi's hands holding the handle of the knife were trembling.