summer day, winter night

But it was only for a moment, and at most he sighed secretly, it is indeed rare to see a woman with such gorgeous and flamboyant facial features.When I came back to my senses and was about to order, I heard King Cang introduce with a smile: "Yunchan, the boss here."

Yunchan bowed slightly, "Master Su, I have admired your name for a long time."

"Hello, Boss Yun." Su Wuxi nodded, and then said the tea he wanted to order just now, "Yuqian Longjing."

When dealing with King Cang, Yunchan was much more casual, "My lord, is it still the same?"

Su Wuzhan glanced at King Cang, and then turned his attention back to Yunchan, only to see that she smiled slightly when King Cang nodded, and when she turned around, the rippling hem of her clothes brought a little fragrance.

Su Wuxi withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes to listen to the book.

For some reason, he didn't want to see King Cang's reaction.

-

As the sun sets, there is a light rain falling, and there is a breeze from time to time, and the fragrance of tea, wood, and fruit permeates the room, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.King Cang tilted his head to look at the sky outside, then beckoned to Yunchan: "Do you still have umbrellas in your store?"

Yunchan nodded, "I have an umbrella, my lord...do you want to leave now?"

"It's time to go home at sunset." King Cang smiled.

When they reached the fork, when it was time for the two to separate, after bowing to each other, the King of Cang called Su Wuzhe to stop him, "Young Master Su, you don't talk so much today, do you have any worries?"

Su Wuxie's lips trembled invisibly, and the fist in his sleeve unconsciously tightened and loosened. He forced a faint smile, and replied: "It's still a matter of resigning from office, thinking about the ambition in my heart, and my heart is very serious." It's uncomfortable."

Regarding his answer, King Cang didn't say whether he believed it or not, but said: "This king knows that Mr. Su has always been free and easy."

Is it... because of being free and easy, so I won't be entangled in this matter that has already been decided?

Or... just a word of consolation?

As long as he thought of the possibility that King Cang could see his thoughts, he couldn't help but panic.

"If the lord has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first." After bidding farewell, Su Wuzhen almost fled in despair.

King Cang looked at Su Wuzhen's hurried back, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes. Su Wuzhen's figure was getting further and further away, and the smile on King Cang's lips became bigger and bigger.

When Su Wuxie's figure completely disappeared around a corner, a red umbrella was slowly removed from the dark place, and the woman's delicate laughter sounded like a ring, "Master, are you satisfied now?"

"Go back, just present the results of your actions to the palace." Cang Wang didn't even turn around to look at Yunchan, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards Cang Wang's mansion.

Yunchan stared at the man's back, raised her pretty eyebrows, "Master is really ruthless, he wastes Yunchan on a show, and doesn't even give him a vacation!"

"When Mr. Su becomes the mistress, I will allow you to rest for three days!"

Yunchan's breath was stuck in her throat, her white teeth were biting secretly, how long would she wait for such a three-day vacation!

-

Regardless of the meaning of King Cang's words, Su Wuxi's displeasure was indeed because Yun Chan was the first woman he saw with his own eyes who had a better relationship with King Cang, especially this woman, who was so beautiful and special. .

Now, such unhappiness, after an afternoon of brewing, has already fermented to the point that it is full of heart and lungs.The discomfort at the beginning can still be ignored, but the current emotion clamors for its existence so strongly.

When Su Wuxi arrived home, he sat in front of the desk, raised his hand, and touched his cheek with extreme uncertainty. He didn't feel wrong, it was warm, even a little hot. The temperature touched, simply, was Dig out all the panic and anger hidden deep in his heart.

There is no solution to the personal relationship for the time being, but the official business must be dealt with as soon as possible.

He took a copy from the backlog of many blank memorials, polished the ink, and wrote stroke by stroke. His words were extremely respectful and his literary talent was the same as before, but the sincerity inside was not as real as before.

Without Bole's appreciation, Maxima can only suppress his enthusiasm and earn a living, so how can he sincerely serve the people who raise him?

It took only a year and a half for him to show his ambition to despair.

Officials have always had ups and downs in their careers, from being complimented by everyone to being spurned by the people, it is hard not to overwhelm their desire for power and wealth.

But now that I think about it, those so-called people who climbed to high positions by following the trend are not without emotion.

It is expected that there must be people who would rather hope that those who really care about the people can use unscrupulous means.

It's a bit uncomfortable and depressed, but Su Wuxi believes that no matter how twists and turns his life is, one day he will be able to contribute his part to the New Deal, so that the New Deal will truly benefit the people.

People on the road don't care about the distance and ups and downs of the journey, they only care about their feet, knowing that "a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

Just, thinking about the emotions that I was clearly aware of when I came back.He knew that there were still some matters to be settled, and there was still one person who had to tell him his thoughts before leaving the capital.

This is his sincerity, and that person deserves to offer it with both hands.

-

However, things are impermanent, and when he had decided to give up his official career in the capital, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and a bad news fell from the sky.

What delivered it was a letter that had been staggering between post stations for nearly a month. The envelope was worn and crumpled, but the seal of the letter was printed with dazzling red very clearly. This was the letter between his mother and him. Agreed password.

He opened it in a panic, trembling hands and flickering lights, it took him a long time to recognize the contents of the letter word by word.

The words in the letter were tactful enough, but since his mother, such a sensible woman, had already clearly told him to worry about Ding, he knew that his mother was seriously ill, and there was almost no cure for it. He wrote a letter, and when he rushed back at this time, most of the people he saw would be half buried in the ground, and then...

The letter fluttered to the ground along the hanging hand, tears poured out uncontrollably, and he collapsed to the ground in embarrassment.

He lost his father when he was young, and his mother lost her husband when she was young, but she is still as strong and brave as ever.Back then, she walked through the most difficult time alone with a young child. From childhood to adulthood, he heard the people in the village calling each other "Little Mengmu", Knowing how great it is for a woman to be so respected by the world, he scored three times in a row during the scientific examination, which is the greatest measure he has given to his mother.

He always thought that when his official position was stabilized enough to shelter his mother, he would take his mother in so that she could enjoy peace and happiness in her old age. Suddenly swallowed the most important vivid color in his life.

The son wants to support, but the relative does not wait.

That night, he lay upright on the bed and opened his eyes until dawn.

There was the faint sound of cock crowing outside, and the creaking sound of the door opening, it was Liu Zang who came in.

The windows in the house were left open all night, and the candles were lit all night. Tears from the candles filled the entire candlestick. Tablets and memorials on the desk were piled crookedly and randomly, and even the bed curtain was only half drawn...

Following the son for so many years, Liu Zang has never seen such a messy study room, he couldn't help but catch his breath, and a strong sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.