Xie and Zhang, who were at war with each other, suddenly discovered a third person on the corridor.
Song Muchuan, who had just said goodbye to Mrs. Gantang, happened to bump into this scene on his way out of Wangxuewu.
He was a little embarrassed and couldn't handle himself. He didn't know what happened to the two of them, but he clearly saw it. It didn't matter whether they could leave or not. With peace as the most important thing, Song Muchuan stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"You two, a gentleman speaks with words but never with hands..."
"What does it have to do with you?!" The two of them were surprisingly consistent.
Song Muchuan's last words were pushed back. He was a polite and well-educated man, but this was like a scholar meeting a soldier, and he was immediately speechless.
Zhang Yue angrily waved her sleeves and left. Xie Queshan also snorted coldly. Without giving any face, he didn't bother to say hello to Song Muchuan and left in the opposite direction.
Song Muchuan was completely baffled.
He didn't leave for a long time, but he was a little hesitant to go see Xie Queshan.
He actually had a hundred questions in his mind that he wanted to ask him. After rescuing Fu Diji, she told him that it was Xie Queshan who asked her to come to the Shipping Department to find him when the Yucheng army was in trouble. Why did he do this? This is clearly against Qi Ren's interests.
He wanted to ask clearly, but seeing Xie Queshan's domineering look now, he felt inexplicably angry.
"Thank you Chao'en." He actually called him slightly sternly.
Xie Queshan stopped and turned back suspiciously and gloomily.
Song Muchuan reprimanded him seriously: "You are so unreasonable."
Xie Queshan was speechless, his arrogance lowered, he was a little embarrassed, and his tone became much gentler: "...Why haven't you left yet?"
Normally, he would have thought it would be better if everyone in the world thought he was a rude and cruel person. But ever since he caught a wisp of upward light thread in the abyss, he also wanted to be more decent.
The two stood on the corridor, looking at each other from a distance. Xie Queshan felt a little funny. Song Muchuan was such a person who always wanted to maintain his bottom line. He took etiquette very seriously.
This sense of familiarity made Xie Queshan feel an inexplicable warm current flowing through his heart - discipline is a good thing, which shows that he still has expectations for him.
My thoughts suddenly went back to a long time ago. When he first arrived in Bianjing, he was still a warrior who had just taken off his armor. He had a very hot temper and was often ridiculed by the young masters in the capital for being a bastard abandoned by his family and a reckless man. He wants to save face, has a strong self-esteem, and often conflicts with others.
Song Muchuan was like a monk in Tang Dynasty, saying in his ear that a gentleman should restrain himself and restore etiquette, etiquette is used, harmony is the most valuable, a gentleman should not compete with the speed of speech, and should not show off his temporary abilities...
His ears were calloused. While he disliked him for being verbose, he also learned from him the manners of a scholar. However, the reason why he could become close friends with Song Muchuan was because he was not a corrupt scholar. Song Muchuan was an arrogant person who only hated those he liked. As for those he didn't like, he would politely watch them go astray without saying a word. He could understand him and knew the ambition in his heart, but he talked too much after getting to know him.
Xie Queshan was also proud of this, being able to stand side by side with Song Muchuan, each expressing his or her own opinions in articles, they were evenly matched, and they could also talk happily over wine and express their thoughts.
How long have you been deliberately not recalling these things? He seemed particularly sentimental tonight.
Song Muchuan was silent for a while, thinking in his mind, and finally gave up asking Xie Queshan. If he only showed kindness occasionally, and he asked like this, he exposed the secret of Xu Keyue's stay with him. He couldn't take the risk.
So I found a perfunctory excuse and said: "I'm lost."
Xie Queshan turned back, raised his hand to lead the way, and said naturally: "I'll see you off."
Song Muchuan did not refuse and walked forward side by side with him.
This familiar tacit understanding made Song Muchuan feel a little dazed. He still wanted to know impulsively, are those parts of him that belonged to Xie Chaoen still there?
"Chao En, the Cold Food Festival is coming soon." He whispered.
"I won't go." Before he could finish speaking, Xie Queshan refused. He knew him so well that he knew what he was going to say as soon as he opened his mouth.
Invite him to worship the dead souls? He doesn't have this face.
Song Muchuan didn't force it anymore and smiled: "Then if I die, will you come to worship me during the Cold Food Festival next year?"
Xie Queshan replied coldly: "If you die, you will die. What's the use of worshiping? Just live if you have the ability."
Xie Queshan's attitude suddenly sobered Song Muchuan - what was he expecting? What's the use of mentioning these useless friendships when we are obviously on opposite sides? He sighed deeply.
"Just send it here."
We have bypassed the screen wall and arrived at the gate. Song Muchuan took a step back, calmly distanced himself, and said goodbye.
Xie Queshan watched Song Muchuan take a step away from him. But he stood there without moving, feeling a little sad.
Leng Buding said: "I buried Zi Xu in a plum forest in Hukou Mountain. When there was heavy snow last year, the flowers were just blooming."
Song Muchuan once said that a gentleman is like a plum blossom, he should have the integrity not to flatter the secular world and stand proudly in the cold snow.
All three of them remembered.
Song Muchuan looked up in astonishment, with tears filling his eyes.
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It was raining heavily outside, and the yard was so quiet that the only sound was the sound of rain.
Nan Yi couldn't stand or sit in the room. His whole body was feeling weak. He wanted to pour some water for himself who was thirsty and his hands were shaking badly. She thought it was cold, so she closed the door tightly, turned on the latch, drew down the curtains, and lit the candle as if she was guilty.
The room suddenly became so bright that it felt like there was nowhere to hide, and she quickly put out the fire.
Only then did he see a box on the table, which Zhang Yuehui seemed to have put down when he came in just now.
She opened the box and saw that there was a bracelet inside. The broken part was covered with gold. She forcibly put the broken bracelet back together into a perfect circle, and then it lay quietly in the box. Showing some determination.
The things seemed to be hot to the touch, so Nan Yi covered the box back with a snap and put it back in its place.
Are these two people crazy?
Nan Yi fell down on the bed and buried himself under the quilt. After holding his breath for a long time, he suddenly started beating the bed like crazy, twisting around on the bed like an insect.
……
The next day, Nan Yi got up. After much thought, he was afraid that he would meet Xie Queshan when he went out for breakfast. He was very hungry, so he lied about feeling unwell and had the meal brought to the house.
While eating, a half-grown boy led his sister into her room.
"Mother." Xie Qin saluted with a sweet voice.
Nan Yi was so frightened that she dropped her spoon into the bowl. For a long time, she didn't understand why she had grown so big.
"Mother." The girl with breasts like dumplings also shouted after her brother.
The daughter is also hers? ? ?
Nan Yi and the two little kids stared at each other, feeling that the world was about to collapse.
Mrs. Gantang's smiling voice came from outside the door: "Nanyi, I must have scared you."
After all, they were their own mothers. Xie Fu and Xie Qin immediately threw themselves into the arms of Mrs. Gan Tang. She sat down with her two children in her arms and told Nan Yi the whole story.
Although the two children were registered in Dafang's name, Mrs. Gantang was still responsible for their upbringing on weekdays. Xie Qin could not afford to fall behind in his studies, so she invited Song Muchuan to be his tutor. Song Muchuan was busy with the affairs of the Shipping Department on weekdays and could only teach when he was taking a bath. Mrs. Gantang said that she couldn't get away from the family affairs, and hoped that Nan Yi would personally send Xie Qin to school in the future.
Nan Yi immediately understood that Mrs. Gantang was looking for a reasonable excuse for her to meet Song Muchuan so that she could receive the news in time.
She was relieved. Firstly, she wanted to go out to see Xu Keyue. Secondly, there was another reason... She was a little restless in Wangxuewu. She originally wanted to stay here to check on Xie Queshan. She was so upright and had no distracting thoughts. But when Xie Queshan acted like this, she didn't know what to do... Xie Queshan couldn't have deliberately used this method to treat her. It's a beauty trick, right?
He also said that he liked her. He clearly said that men's love for women is cheap!
Bah, bah, bah, it seems like something dirty has entered my brain.
When she thinks of him now, her mind is very confused. She wants to find a place outside the house where she can calm down and think about what to do.
Before that, she didn't want to see Xie Queshan.
But whatever I'm afraid of will come.
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There are fewer and fewer people in Wangxuewu. In order to save resources, since Mrs. Gantang arrived, each hospital has withdrawn its small kitchen, and all three meals are served together.
Xie Queshan did not eat with the female members of his family. He knew that everyone would be trembling and unsatisfied when he came, so he simply stopped showing up.
Nan Yi wanted to continue complaining about illness, but when he heard that Xie Queshan was not coming, he felt relieved and came to eat with his mouth open. Unexpectedly, today, when everyone was sitting down and preparing to eat, he came unexpectedly.
He even changed out of his usual dark clothes and wore a crescent white robe with a round collar and narrow sleeves. He looked a bit like a handsome young man, as if he was deliberately trying to make himself look more approachable.
Everyone tremblingly wanted to stand up and salute, but Xie Queshan raised his hand to stop them.
"No need to be too polite, just do it as usual."
He sat down opposite Nan Yi and glanced at Nan Yi's face quietly. Nan Yi held her neck and pretended not to be familiar with him. But this time, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and her face turned red. Behind my ears, I never dared to look at him again.
While Nan Yi was cursing in his mind that he was worthless and was thrown into disarray by his opponent before he even made a move, Nan Yi buried his head in the bowl and acted like a turtle.
Seeing that the atmosphere at the table was extremely cold, Mrs. Gantang struck up a conversation and asked Xie Queshan, "Why are you here today?"
Xie Queshan smiled and said, "Second sister, do you still need a reason to go home for dinner?"
Even Mrs. Gantang found it difficult to accept this. She smiled awkwardly and replied: "Well, okay, the family still has to eat together."
So the topic ended there, and for a while there was only the sound of chewing and picking chopsticks.
However, Nan Yi had mixed feelings and complicated thoughts - he didn't come here usually, but he came today, couldn't he come for her?
But she felt that she was being sentimental. This scheming Xie Queshan might be harboring something evil!
This meal no longer tastes good. She was so anxious that she couldn't help but start shaking her legs.
Suddenly she felt her foot being kicked. She was frightened. She stopped her movements and raised her head suddenly, looking at Xie Queshan blankly.
Xie Queshan didn't look at her, but calmly lowered his eyes at Xie Qin who was sitting next to him, and said, "Brother Qin, don't shake your legs, it will ruin your wealth."
Xie Qin looked at Xie Queshan in surprise - he didn't shake his legs.
But he was a little gentleman who always checked himself. He immediately reflected that he must have disturbed his third uncle by some action, and quickly apologized: "Qin'er took note of it. Thank you third uncle for your teaching."
Xie Queshan smiled kindly: "Keep eating."
God knows how scary his "kindness" is.
After the interlude, everyone continued to eat quietly with their heads down.
Before Nan Yi had time to look away, he glanced at Nan Yi blatantly, with an unmoving expression on his face, and he naturally raised his chin towards the bamboo forest outside the window.
Across the table, Nan Yi clearly received his message - this was an invitation.
Her mind exploded - How dare he do this in public?
Nan Yi buried her face in the bowl, not daring to look up at all.
As if nothing had happened, Xie Queshan put down his chopsticks freely, said he was full, stood up, said goodbye, and left without hesitation.
As soon as he left, everyone felt relieved, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. The women chatted about family affairs, and the dinner table became lively again.
But Nan Yi's meal was extremely long and tasteless. She was stalling for time, wondering if she should go.
This kind of evasion is not a solution and will delay the business. Nan Yi decided to go all out and make it clear to Xie Queshan!
