Tired of customers

There are still six days before King Miao lifts the ban.

Langyaju's service is not too complicated, but today is the new waiters who are getting up the next day. They still came early and prepared very well. They have been waiting here since the fourth watch, observing the time of getting up, together with Shi Yanwen. The people on the border also took the initiative to follow.

There were two maids waiting outside with clear water and hot tea, and they waited in turn. If the master did not order it to cool down, it was better to ask one of them to change the hot water and come back again.There were two more girls who were changing clothes, and they were wearing freshly made winter clothes, which were also covered with warm cloths.There are also two hairdressers who are also holding trays in their hands, but they don't have many things, because the two of them live at leisure, and it is relatively simple to wear them every day. Shi Yanwen is only a few dark pearls and belts. Gu Ming was a bit extravagant and complicated, and the sweeper also followed, standing at the bottom of the final steps.

The newly entered quotas form a pair, one is as blue as the blue sky, and the other is as dark as the sunset.

It didn't have to be so trivial, but Jingri Guming said that some of the maids were also ordered to come, and these few days of surveillance are indispensable, so Shi Yanwen had no choice but to let them go, and insisted on changing clothes by herself, it was hard to get used to it no matter what. There are people who serve to change clothes.

It should be the same this morning.

only……

A little late, a little lively, a little ambiguous.

"Jingri Guming!"

"Ok?"

"..."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, don't stare."

...In short, shouldn't they stay away?

"come in."

It seems that there is no need.

Pushing the door silently, the maid skillfully opened the clothes and served hot water. It was different from the warmth and hustle and bustle in the room just now. At this moment, the silence was like the battlefield after the gunpowder smoke filled the air. The sound of orderly washing and dressing sounded, and the maid watched quietly. Glancing at the figure in front of the screen, the tall and straight figure is turning around, pure and elegant in snow-white.

They all know this man, he is a celebrity who is famous in the nine worlds, a Confucian man at the pinnacle of martial arts, a protector of Taoism for the common people in the world, and a suave seven-foot man.This person has been the lifelong reverie of many boudoir girls, but now, they have actually seen this person with their own eyes, and feel that this person is more unforgettable than those distant legends.

It's a pity that they only have the qualifications to look up to. Such a person, who is not afraid of rumors and detached from the world, stands here upright, without any twitching. It's better, he is a real gentleman, a bloody man who is indomitable.

Shi Yanwen is such a person with outstanding appearance, one can regret it for a lifetime just by looking at it, such a person can only be worthy of a first-class romantic person with the same extraordinary appearance.

The maid took another sneak peek at the priest with a complicated identity. That person was just sitting casually, but his whole body was not inferior to that gentleman. .

"Pack up, let's go down."

Everyone leaned over and said yes softly.

Hearing this, Shi Yanwen glanced at them with azure blue eyes and nodded his thanks. Just as the maid walked to the door, she suddenly remembered that this man was also a handsome and talented son of a famous family, but he was better than any young man he had seen shaking a fan and reciting poems. It's too much to be outstanding, he is a famous family in this world, and those people are just sons above an inch of land.

She sighed, even if the sight was small enough to make people regret for a lifetime, it was enough to make people cherish it for a lifetime, they were already lucky.

Waiting for the people to retreat, Shi Yanwen glanced at the door and shook his head helplessly.

"how?"

"How about what?"

Jingri Guming held the teacup, the tea leaves spread out like flowers at the bottom of the cup, and the fragrance of the tea was lingering. He put down the teacup, came to Shi Yanwen's side, brushed his black hair on his chest, and teased softly, "Yanwen has long been admired by others. Get used to it."

Shi Yanwen looked at him, and slowly pushed his palm away, with beautiful sunlight in his eyes, blurred rosiness on the corners of his lips, and he retreated to the door with a chuckle, almost unbelievably proud, "Mr. "

Jingri Guming let out a low laugh, "Delicious? No, I'm just extremely proud, and also a little worried."

"Proud, worried." Shi Yanwen's eyes flashed, "Why?"

"Yanwen wins my heart with just one glance, but he has become my beloved. He is naturally proud, but he is too popular... Do you think that one day you will be attacked by people who are obsessed with Yanwen?"

Shi Yanwen laughed suddenly, "Sir, you really... have no taboos when you speak, so you won't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue."

"Don't be afraid," Jingri Guming approached, led him out, and said presumptuously, "If you really flash your tongue, let Yanwen lick it."

Shi Yanwen was startled when he heard this, and then blushed suddenly. Thinking of the scene of getting up in the morning, he couldn't help shouting, "Mr. Jingri! There are so many people here, it's better to speak carefully."

"Okay, everything Yanwen said is good."

Jingri Guming turned his head, the sun made his face hot, he smiled lightly under the eaves of the porch, talking while walking, word by word, as brisk as a young man in his prime.

He was so relaxed, as if all the burden on his back had been thrown away, without any pressure lingering, Shi Yanwen suddenly realized——

Jingri Guming just indulged himself just like him.

There was no conspiracy, no use, Shi Yanwen forgot Shi Yanwen, Jingri Guming forgot Jingri Guming, they exiled themselves by coincidence, to enjoy the last nine days before parting.

Just, can it really be done?

"...Sir, when will you go to the wine cellar today?"

"Oh? In such a hurry, didn't Yanwen stop me drinking when I woke up in the morning?"

"So I said, go 'look' at the wine cellar."

"Just looking at it, it's too boring, why not..."

"Sir, Yanwen is still drunk, so forget it."

"Oh, that's such a pity..."

……

"I thought the wine cellar in the palace was different." Shi Yanwen stepped on the silver needle net under her feet, avoided the hidden arrows, and was carried by Jingri Guming to jump over the eight steps. She was a little disappointed and surprised, "So it's just It’s just bigger, but these institutions are more interesting.”

Jingri Guming put the man down, and said, "What does Yanwen think the wine cellar of the palace should look like?"

"En..." Shi Yanwen paused, and looked around holding a candle, "Big is big, it should be uniform, at least not so mixed, and there should be some made nanmu frames, rare flowers, magnificent carvings, absolutely beautiful. Don't you always like wine tasting vessels like this?"

Jingri Guming smiled slightly, this wine cellar is indeed ordinary, but the wine here is strong in everything, "It doesn't matter how well it is in a dark place."

Shi Yanwen paused, "That's right...but it's been a long time, and there is no sign to find, so the taste has naturally changed a lot. Can you tell the difference between alcohol and alcohol?"

"Forget about it."

Shi Yanwen turned to look at him.

Jingri Guming said helplessly, "Wine is not a book. The content of the book remains unchanged for a long time, but the wine is brewing and settling all the time. Naturally, some people don't recognize it. Don't overestimate me in Yanwen."

"But I'm afraid I'll underestimate it too much, otherwise I'll get drunk again... I'll definitely be the one who suffers."

"This time it's obviously a disadvantage..."

"...I don't understand what sir is talking about."

The wine cellar is gloomy and depressing. It has not been opened for three years, and the air is cloudy. It is indeed not a place to stay for a long time.Therefore, Jing Shi and the two just took a look and went out. Before leaving, Shi Yanwen took a bright red wine bottle, which should be good wine, but he took it out but did not open it, but put it in Jingri Guming The room was decorated.

Jingri Guming didn't ask any more questions, and it's unknown how many days later he will use it. Shi Junzi will never use it for nothing.

However, an interesting incident happened during the afternoon leisure time. The person who came to check the pulse of the Miao doctor was originally an old and prudent old official, but this time it was a slippery new official who came here. Gu Ming cried bitterly and expressed his loyalty, wishing he could die on the spot to prove that he was forced to enter the Miao medical family rather than actively, let alone greedy for the meager monthly salary of 30 to [-] hu, please enshrine your lord Mingcha and the like...

It was okay at first, there was no major problem, Shi Yanwen just sat on the side and listened quietly, watching Jingri Guming's words and teasing, and then he became more and more unable to sit still, what can be learned from my loyalty to my master, why should I invite you? Shi Junzi had a lot of good words around the priest, and a lot of lies in the officialdom, which made the two of them dumbfounded. It was Shi Yanwen who helped him out, so Jingri Guming took advantage of the situation and asked him to take Shi Yanwen's pulse, and then kicked him out.

Really kicked out.

Shi Yanwen didn't feel relieved until the waiter replied that the man had passed the border of the Miao army. At that time, Jingri Guming was sketching the appearance of the pond in the water. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't help chuckling. Smaller, at least he is a big or small official, and his medical skills are considered superb, so he won't be squeezed out.

Shi Yanwen thought for a while, thinking that he had heard some rumors outside, was afraid in his heart, and asked for an order to come here, thinking that his trip was in vain.

Afterwards, he took a small brush from Jingri Guming's writing desk. Jingri Guming painted a large area and painted lotus leaves, but only one lotus flower bloomed. Shi Yanwen smiled, dipped in the colored ink, and Start tracing on that paper.

On the side of the lotus in full bloom, there is a flower bone that has not yet matured. It is shy and timid, hiding behind the lotus leaf, quite like holding a pipa and half covering its face.

That painting was put away by Jingri Guming. He wanted to have someone mount it, but Shi Yanwen insisted on rejecting it because the printed poem was too straightforward——

The flower is floating and the water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness, and two sorrows.

This situation can be eliminated, only to brow, but to the heart.

Below is the northern dragon and white clouds.

"Actually, I like the one in Mr.'s study better than this one."

"The scroll?"

"En." Shi Yanwen rolled up the painting, "That painting...has a better meaning."

Jingri Guming couldn't help biting his little finger again, and couldn't help laughing, still the old saying, "Yanwen really knows my heart well, if there is a chance, Yanwen should also draw a picture for me."

Shi Yanwen was able to quickly withdraw her hand calmly now, and then said modestly, "Sir, whatever you want, don't dislike my poor drawing skills."

"Too modest," Jingri Guming asked again, "Then this painting is really not hanging anymore?"

"...Let's talk about it when Yanwen's old eyesight gets dizzy."

"Okay." Jingri Guming became more and more happy, "I can afford to wait."

There is no need to hang up the painting, but in exchange for this time, Shi Yanwen will still stay in Jingri Guming's room tonight, and the servants are whispering again.Not only that, even when he got up the next morning, Shi Yanwen could still feel the probing eyes shining behind his back, as if he wanted to find something special in him.

Or they have already found it, and they are just exploring how it was made.

The folk customs in Miaojiang are aggressive, and women are also members of the people. Apart from being lively and generous, they also have the delicate thoughts that belong to women.

Three people become tigers, and things that never happened have happened.

Shi Yanwen stared helplessly at the water surface in a daze. The place where he was sitting was the same as the one he saw the day the Tibetan Mirror Man came, except that he was the only one at this time, obviously avoiding it on purpose.

Touching the corner of his mouth angrily, Shi Yanwen couldn't help twitching, there was a slight wound there, but now the wound has enlarged "for no reason".

Shi Yanwen's face was slightly red, and she felt a bit awkward, and she couldn't help but sigh again - the habit of competing for the sun and singing alone is very dangerous, very dangerous.

A little hint, a little sign.

Jingri Guming seems to like to have the upper hand in these matters, and there is no room for negotiation.

"Yanwen makes it easy for me to find."

……

Shi Yanwen raised his head, Jingri Guming stood behind him at some point, leaned over to look at him, Shi Yanwen pushed his hands back, he carefully observed those dark red eyes, with slender eyebrows, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth , with hair hanging down from the side of the ears, he looks like a very gentle person, but some of his temperaments are a bit harsh.

"Mr.'s hand is almost in good shape, isn't it?"

"There are still a few scars, which are so ugly, would Yanwen dislike them?"

"I said I hate it, will you change the skin, sir?"

"So what if you don't like it?" Jingri Guming covered his eyes, feeling the touch of a hand so weak that it can be ignored, "Yanwen doesn't hate this feeling."

Shi Yanwen blinked her eyes and sneered, "Big words are shameless."

"In a word."

"..."

"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing." Jingri Guming pulled him up, "Let's go, don't stay here, the ground is so damp, how can you bear it."

"where to?"

"The study, it's warm there."

In the study room, a maid was already studying ink and serving tea. The window was opened, and sunlight passed through the hollow of the railing, reflecting a landscape on the ground. Seeing the two people coming in, the maid bowed to say hello, and Jingri Guming waved to let them go. She stepped back and looked at Shi Yanwen.

"Does Yanwen know what I want to do now?"

Shi Yanwen walked towards the desk, turned around, and smiled slyly, "Didn't Mr. say that Yanwen knows your heart well, could it be that he was joking?"

Jingri Guming rubbed his chest pretending to be sad, "I never thought that Yanwen still has doubts about Zaixia, it's really heartbreaking."

Shi Yanwen really wanted to imitate his younger brother, but he couldn't do it with his temperament, so he walked slowly to sit down in front of the case, "I haven't touched Danqing for a long time, sir, don't blame Yanwen for being a stranger."

"How come? Shi Xianren should not be too humble."

"Ha, it's just, sir, don't talk too fast...it's better not to talk too slowly, otherwise you won't be able to finish painting this day."

"Don't worry about Yanwen, Jingri Guming has not been to many places."

"... Well, let's start with the concubine mother."

Jingri Guming smiled knowingly, looked at Shi Yanwen, and slowly recalled the past.

"She is a brave and intelligent woman. She is very good-looking, and she behaves like everyone. She understands righteousness, is quiet and alert. I always think about it in my mind. She often draws her eyebrows in the room. She draws her eyebrows meticulously, and her eyes are like stars. , looking forward again and again, disappointed again and again..."

He spoke slowly, but Shi Yanwen didn't want to interrupt.

He also painted very slowly, smearing the brush and ink, as gentle as Jingri Guming's posture in the water pavilion yesterday.He calmed down and listened carefully to his past, but couldn't bear to just listen to his past. Those vague words, hazy descriptions, heavy and relaxed tone of opposites mixed together, a charming boudoir beauty gradually appeared on the paper Outlined, a graceful and elegant back, and a calm temperament similar to Jingri Guming...

Jingri Guming didn't talk much, as he said, he didn't go to many places.

He talked about the majestic Miao Palace, about the family and country banquet that was half true and false, about the quiet and beautiful palace garden, about the Mid-Autumn Festival party full of laughter, and about the relatives and friends of the younger generation that he owed, He also talked about the wars that took lives, and the unforgettable betrayal...

All of them have forbearance, almost all of them are forbearance.

For the first time, Shi Yanwen faced his absurd attachment for nearly 30 years intuitively, and was shocked to understand the heartbreak of seeing through the attachment at that moment, and the sadness of suddenly looking back only to find that the true feelings accumulated during the long journey have gone away...

No wonder Jingri Guming is always so direct to him, not as tactful as rumors say, he is good at waiting, but waiting is always exhausting, he must be very tired.Just like when I left Zhengqi Villa, I was very tired, extremely tired, too tired to bear, so I thought of letting go.

It turned out to be the case.

I see.

That painting was originally painted by Shi Yanwen as a gift to Jingri Guming, but he asked for it back before Jingri Guming took over. For such a thing, the pain is greater than the joy, and he really can't give it away.

Talking about forgetting one's own identity, in fact, no one can completely do it.

Jingri Guming walked over, Shi Yanwen turned around, he looked at him, intending to comfort him, but the man stood in the world, he did something, made a mistake, regretted it, and he must not escape the responsibility he should bear.Jingri Guming's gaze was very calm, with a hint of nostalgia and regret, but he never escaped, so he just silently put away the scroll, what he needed was not comfort, but support and understanding.

"There are very few mountains and rivers in Miaojiang, and the painting skills are not good." Shi Yanwen said with a smile, "If there is a chance in the future, I will wait for Mr. to travel around the famous mountains and rivers, and Yanwen will re-paint a painting and give it to Mr. ?”

Jingri Guming sighed in disappointment, but his eyes were piercing, "Won't that take a long time?"

"Sir, if you find it troublesome..." Shi Yanwen blinked.

Jingri Guming slowly shook his head, "How could it be? I'm afraid the time is not long enough."

"No, it will be a long time."

The long scroll in his hand was like a shackle that locked him around Jingri Guming, he couldn't let it go, he couldn't let it go, he couldn't bear it, and he had no choice but to compromise.

Jingri Guming must be very satisfied.

He successfully tied up Shi Yanwen.

Shi Yanwen finally compromised completely with him.