Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Before he knew it, Master Cheng Ye had been waiting in the main hall for two hours. When it was time to light the lamps, Fang Lai was busy ordering his servants to prepare dinner. After all, the meal for more than 500 people was worth the Lantern Festival, so he couldn't care less At this time, Master Cheng Ye, whose seven orifices were filled with tea and smoked, was now.

Master Cheng Ye and others pulled their beards and eyebrows, Zhao Xin saw that the teacup was empty, and poured tea into it again.

Master Cheng Ye was miserable, and he said angrily, "You want to force the old man to death?"

Zhao Xin retreated to the side angrily, but saw Master Cheng Ye walking towards the backyard, Zhao Xin was shocked and hurried to find Fang Lai.

Master Cheng Ye walked through the corridor, and then took a look at the rockery. Thanks to the large enough Simu Garden, he really didn't find a place for a while.

"Master, Master, you go back to the front yard to rest, the dinner will be in a while, and I specially welcome you." Fang Lai said respectfully with a smile all over his face.

Master Cheng Ye walked forward without hesitation, and was too lazy to talk to Fang Lai. Fang Lai wanted to do something bad, so he quickly raised his hand to pull Master Cheng Ye, but was blown away by a powerful force, and fell heavily to the ground. Blood spurted far away.

"Hey, old man, why are you beating someone!" Meng Tuo rushed over, helped Fang up, and shouted at Master Cheng Ye.

"Don't be rude, that's the young master's master." Fang Lai wiped the corner of his lips, and stopped Meng Tuo.

"I don't care who he is, it's wrong to hit someone!"

"Shut up!" Fang Lai was furious.

Meng Tuo snorted, called Zhao Xin, and ran away by himself.

Master Cheng Ye has long since disappeared.

"I've overestimated my strength, how can I stop such a tall man, take care, both young masters." Fang Lai said with a half smile, half crying.

As for the bedroom in the courtyard, Fang Ji rested his cheeks and stared at Mo Jin again and again, with mixed feelings in his heart. This day was a new beginning in his life.

"Ji'er! Get out of here, little bastard!" The deep voices came through the wall one after another, causing headaches like spells!

"My master is here!" Fang Ji was confused, rolled out of bed, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on indiscriminately.

Mo Jin curled up under the blanket and fell asleep.

Fang Ji came over to take a look, his heart trembled, so lethargic, his condition must have worsened, before Fang Ji could go out, Master Cheng Ye kicked open the door.

Fang Ji hurried forward to stop Master Cheng Ye, bowed to him, and said apologetically, "Master has been waiting for a long time, so I will go drink with master right now."

Master Cheng Ye stood on tiptoe to see who was on the bed, no matter how much he swayed left and right, he couldn't see anything, only a vague glimpse of the person on the bed with satin-like hair protruding from the quilt. to the countenance.

Master Cheng Ye stroked his beard, and said with deep meaning: "Little brat, you've started to hide your beauty in a golden house before you get married."

"Master, don't talk nonsense, that's...that's me..." Fang Ji was a little embarrassed, and pushed Master Cheng Ye out.

Master Cheng Ye looked at Fang Ji's embarrassing face, his eyes were bright, and he said mysteriously, "But you have kissed the girl who played with you ten years ago, so you should be responsible, good disciple." Son."

"Yeah." Fang Ji smiled shyly, and pulled Master Cheng Ye away without any explanation.

"Why are you dragging me!"

"Hey, good disciple, when will you get married?"

"I said, at your speed, I should be able to have a grandson by the end of the year!"

"Haha, very good, very good, even if it's been too long, young people can't indulge themselves..."

Fang Ji trembled all over, and his face turned red immediately.

This is disrespectful...

The dinner party was very lively, the hall in the front yard and even the doorway were brightly lit, and there were all people there. During the festival, everyone had no scruples, making noise, laughing and joking, and the fireworks were set off wave after wave.

Master Cheng Ye is already 120 years old, and he has been under house arrest for another five or six years. In addition to the fatigue of driving and horses, he and Fang Ji just drank a few drinks before becoming dizzy. Fang Ji had no choice but to arrange for his servants to carry him to the East The courtyard bedroom rested.

Because he cared about Mo Jin in his heart, Fang Ji was in a slump, hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of food, and then ordered his people to move all Mo Jin's favorite food into the bedroom. The table was full of delicacies, but the person on the bed had no appetite.

Fang Ji closed the door, helped Mo Jin up, helped him put on his robes, and whispered, "Take you out for something to eat?"

Mo Jin frowned, looked at Fang Ji with some doubts, and asked suddenly: "Ten years ago, with which girl..."

Fang Ji was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Did you hear that?"

"Yeah." Mo Jin nodded lightly, and said, "If it's true what your master said, you will be responsible..."

Fang Ji stared blankly at Mo Jin, with a smile in his eyes, and said softly, "Of course I have to be responsible, so I want to marry her."

Mo Jin's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, and he was a little unspeakably disappointed. After struggling for a while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Which family is the girl from?"

"It's so far away, you're so close, fool." Fang Ji sneered, and raised his hand to scratch Mo Jin's nose.

"Your master has seen me before, and I have never worn baby girl clothes..." Mo Jin was stunned.

"My master is very old. Ordinary people at his age are afraid to enter the Paradise. He is also addicted to alcohol. It is inevitable that old eyesight will be dim under the moonlight. You forgot that we played that game." Fang Ji While talking, he took a cloak from the jade hook, wrapped it around Mo Jin's body, and then covered Mo Jin's head with only a thin lip exposed.

Mo Jin bowed his head and pondered for a long time, so it was so.Seeing that Fang Ji covered himself so tightly with the cloak, he was puzzled and asked, "What is this for?"

"I went out with you to watch the excitement, I knew you were thin-skinned, so I covered you tightly." Fang Ji took Mo Jin's hand and kissed it, and smiled.

"It's far away from the long street, just ask for a sedan chair."

Fang Ji pinched Mo Jin's thin cheeks, and said, "With your little flesh, let alone one, I can afford ten."

"I'll go by myself." Mo Jin flicked Fang Ji's hand away, and was about to get down, without paying attention, gritting his teeth in pain.

Fang Ji pulled that cold and stubborn hand hard on his back and went out. In order not to disturb the crowd, Fang Ji climbed over the wall with someone on his back, which made Mo Jin dumbfounded.

It was originally a bright moon in the sky, but for some reason it was covered by floating clouds, leaving only a small half of his face, the path in the forest leads to a secluded place, Fang Ji was a little confused about the road conditions, fearing that he might hurt Mo Jin, he walked very carefully and slowly, seven or eight It took an hour to walk the trails in the village.

When we got to the long street, the sky was not so beautiful, it started to drizzle, like fog and frost, hazy, and a little cold, Mo Jin stretched out his sleeves to cover Fang Ji's head.

Fang Ji looked up at the gradually dispersed crowd, and couldn't help cursing the damn God in his heart!

It was originally a brightly lit street, but it gradually became deserted at this moment. Vendors closed their stalls and went home one after another. People feel the atmosphere of Lantern Festival.

"Lanterns, lanterns! Come and have a look, it's closed, and it will be gone tomorrow!" A stall owner selling lanterns not far away shouted vigorously, and seemed to be very anxious. If the rain was heavier, these lanterns I'm afraid it will become a paste.

Fang Ji saw the seven-color glazed lamp at a glance, it was so bright and beautiful.

"How do you sell this?" Fang Ji freed his hand and pointed to the beautiful glazed lamp.

"Yo, the young master really knows the goods, but this one is reserved for my wife, so I don't sell it..." The boss rubbed his hands, let out a sigh of relief, and said very apologetically.

"I need this lamp very much. The boss offered a price, and I bought as much as I could." Fang Ji hugged Mo Jin tightly.

The boss is also a person with sharp eyesight. Looking at Fang Ji's brocade clothes, which are unspeakably expensive, and seeing the person on Fang Ji's back like jewels, he immediately understood.

"My lord, if you guess my lantern riddle correctly, I will sell this lantern to you." The boss said with a smile on his face.

"Boss please."

"Play together during the day, sleep together at night, stay together forever, a good marriage in this world."

"Mandarin duck." Mo Jin blurted out.

The boss's face changed when he asked, and he froze on the spot.

Why is it a man, could it be that I have misunderstood it?

"Is that right?" Seeing the boss's expression, Fang Ji understood a little bit.

"Yes, yes, yes...but..." The boss was a little crazy, what was going on.

Fang Ji picked up the glazed lamp and handed it to Mo Jin, took out a bank note from his pocket and threw it on the stall, said "Thank you" coldly, and strode away.

The boss picked up the banknote, looked at it carefully, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "500 taels..."

Immediately, he almost knelt down towards Fang Ji's back.

"Are you hungry?" Fang Jiwen asked.

The glazed lamp in Mo Jin's hand shone on Fang Ji's handsome face, giving him warmth.

"Not hungry." Mo Jin replied absent-mindedly, tilting his head to watch.

"Then let's go for a walk by the river and get something to eat when we get back." Fang Ji touched Mo Jin's cold hand with his backhand, and tightened the cloak again.

Usually, at this time, there should be a dense crowd of people by the river, but for some reason this year, the drizzle fell, and the crowd suddenly decreased by half, but even so, there were still many people setting up lanterns by the river, mostly lovers in twos and threes .

Fang Ji found a piece of bluestone, put down Mo Jin, took off his robe and folded it on the bluestone, and then pulled people to sit on it.

"I'll get two lanterns and put them on, wait for me." After saying that, Fang Ji ran towards the river not far away.

Holding the handle of the glazed lantern, Mo Jin was fascinated by watching the lanterns on the river one after another. The cool breeze blew the lanterns gently, flickering.

Occasionally, a few children came over, covered their heads and squatted beside the glazed lamp, watching and watching, and after a while, they were taken away by adults with smiles on their faces.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Jin saw Fang Ji running back panting, with empty hands.

"Is it sold out?"

"Well, it's gone." Fang Ji held Mo Jin's hand and stroked it lightly: "Come again next year."

The bluestone was not big enough, and when Fang Ji sat up, it was crowded. Mo Jin took a long breath, Fang Ji hugged him nervously and sat on his lap, and said softly, "How?"

"Mm." Mo Jin leaned on Fang Ji's shoulder, both of them were silent, just staring at the river lantern in a trance.

"Mom, what kind of lamp is that? It's so big!"

"Look! The nine-story lantern!"

"Husband, look, that river lantern is so beautiful!"

"..."

Mo Jin followed the sound and looked towards the other side of the river, and saw a gigantic lantern slowly approaching. It looked like a boat, and the lights were bright and dazzling.

This gigantic lantern successfully attracted everyone by the river, and everyone gave out admiration.

Mo Jin looked at the lantern, there were nine floors in total, and each floor was filled with two familiar people, from immature children to handsome teenagers, from meeting, following, looking for, meeting, cherishing, acquaintance, and love , Embracing each other, until the topmost Chinese clothes and happy clothes, they stay together forever.

The picture is vivid, as if it was yesterday, and it is deeply touching and profound.

"Ah Jin, happy birthday."

The clouds dissipated, the moon was clear and the wind was clear, and ripples appeared on the river.

The two hugged each other tightly, smiled and kissed passionately, attracting envious eyes and bursts of cheers.

The author has something to say:

I got off track,

but,

happy.

The most important thing in life is to be happy.

I wish you all a happy day every day.