Southerners

52 Papaya 8

Meng Huan looked at her coldly, sat down beside her, and asked, "Do you know why Sa Lan disappeared?"

Duo'er replied softly, "I don't know."

Meng Huan said: "Because she colluded with outsiders and betrayed me."

Duoershi said: "Duoershi will never betray the young master in this life."

Meng Huan really admired her composure.

"Using Chuo Man as a weapon, you are quite courageous."

"Don't dare." Duo Ershi said.

"Let's talk about it, choose your own path, I can't keep a person like you who can tell the truth about the master in my house."

Duo'er lost her way: "When Mr. Song first came to Meng's Mansion, I thought he was really upright. I never thought that even a scholar like him could compete for favor with us girls in the inner house."

"It's just young master, if you spoil him for a while, will you spoil him forever?"

"Besides... the young master will marry a wife and have children after all. Mr. Song must know this better than anyone else. Do you think Mr. Song is sincere to you, or is he acting on the occasion?"

Meng Huan didn't seem to be angry, and said lightly: "If I were you, I would say some nice begging for mercy now, instead of trying to provoke me deliberately."

"Duo'er is not trying to provoke you, but just telling the truth."

"It's just the truth...it's worse than a lie."

It's not just ugly, it's heartbreaking.

After Meng Huan came out from Duoershi, he thought to himself, it's no wonder that Chuoman was persuaded by her, this woman is really good at speaking, hitting the nail on the head.

In the front hall, Meng Huan realized that Chuo Man hadn't left yet.

He has some headaches, but he can't do that to Duo'er.

At this moment, Song Zhi's room door was tightly closed.Lian'er stood at the door worriedly, wanted to knock but dared not, for fear of annoying Song Zhi instead.

Song Zhizheng stood motionless in front of the window, looking out of the window and asking herself.

Chuo Man's words were undoubtedly a great humiliation, but apart from the humiliation, it also made Song Zhi clearly realize that what he did now was wrong.

He once scolded the Mongols for disregarding ethics, but now it seems that he is the one who disregards ethics.

Facing Chuo Man's accusation, Song Zhi should have refuted it, but he didn't know how to refute it.

His father Song Xiuwen often taught him when he was young, to be a man, to look up to the sky, not to be ashamed of others, and to have a clear conscience, so no matter how rampant the rumors are, it has nothing to do with him.

But what if... have a guilty conscience?

After Chuo Man came to make a fuss once, he didn't come again, as if he was really persuaded by Meng Huan.

Song Zhi didn't want to ask what Meng Huan told her, nor did she want to ask why Duo Ershi suddenly disappeared from Meng's mansion.

Until Meng Huan said to him after a day of martial arts training: "My injury is almost healed. From tomorrow onwards, you can continue to teach me how to write."

Song Zhicai suddenly realized: By the way, he came to teach Meng Huan how to write, not to be romantic.

Song Zhi buried all her thoughts in her heart and never mentioned it to Meng Huan, but Song Zhi always felt that after Chuoman came that day, Song Zhi became a little depressed, and her enthusiasm for herself was not as good as before.

At the end of calligraphy practice, Meng Huan pressed the man on the desk and kissed him. Song Zhi struggled slightly, but found that she couldn't move, so she let him go.

After the kiss, Meng Huan whispered in his ear: "Zi Lan, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, can you stay in the Meng Manor and spend it with me?"

Mid-Autumn Festival?Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Meng Huan's shoulder, and said breathlessly: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is here so soon?"

Meng Huan said in a low voice, "Well, the day after tomorrow."

Song Zhi counted the days, indeed, today is thirteen.

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sixteenth is your birthday. I want to celebrate your birthday."

Song Zhi almost forgot that his birthday was approaching, and after sixteen, he would be full, and he would not be far away from Jiguan.

"Okay?" Meng Huan hugged Song Zhi's waist affectionately, pinching the soft flesh on his waist, "Don't go back to Xingshun alley."

Song Zhi didn't agree immediately, but asked, "Where are the young master's parents?"

Meng Huan said: "Brother Ai Chi is a foreign official, and he can't go back to Beijing unless called. A Ke is with Brother Ai Chi."

"No... um!" Seeing that Song Zhi wanted to refuse, Meng Huan lowered his head and blocked his lips, preventing Song Zhi from finishing what she said next.

"Hmm..." Song Zhi couldn't breathe from being kissed, tried her best to push the person away, and got a chance to finish speaking, "...Young master who can't do it."

"Xiuniang is waiting for me at home. If I don't go back, Xiuniang will be sad."

"If you go back, I will be sad too." Meng Huan said softly, "Just once, okay?"

Song Zhi turned her head away from him, and said in a low voice, "Xiu Niang is lonely and alone, I have to go back to accompany her."

"What about me?" Meng Huan asked.

"Master..." Song Zhi raised her eyes and glanced at him, "If you want someone to accompany you, Master, there are plenty of people who are willing."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

Meng Huan curled his lips: "That's fine, you go back for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I must celebrate your birthday for you."

"Master!" Song Zhi protested.

"The protest is invalid. If you refuse again, I will take you here right now." Meng Huan threatened.

Song Zhi didn't dare to speak for a while, because Meng Huan's hand touched his waist, which seemed to have the tendency to reach in through the skirt.

Song Zhi swallowed her saliva, and whispered, "Young master, don't be impulsive..."

"I didn't rush..."

Before Meng Huan finished speaking, Song Zhi suddenly had the courage to lean over and kiss him.

Although it was just scratching the surface, this was the first time Song Zhi took the initiative to kiss him.

Meng Huan smacked his lips, feeling that he hadn't tasted anything.

Song Zhi observed Meng Huan's reaction, and seemed to be in a better mood than before, so she dared to continue protesting:

"Master, Xiuniang celebrates my birthday every year. If I don't go back, I can't explain it to Xiuniang."

"Just tell her that your customer is inhumane, and you won't give me a fake."

Song Zhi couldn't hold back her joy, and said, "Then what if she asks me to quit this job?"

Meng Huan: "This is not acceptable!"

"Master..." Song Zhi wondered.

"Unless you kiss me again." Meng Huan said.

Song Zhi raised her eyes and glanced at him, then her gaze fell to Meng Huan's lips. Meng Huan's lips were light in color, thin, and looked cool, but they were scorching hot when kissed.

Song Zhi hesitated a little, looked at Meng Huan's pretendingly indifferent eyes even though he wanted to laugh, said "oh", hooked Meng Huan's neck, and kissed her.

However, it was just a simple touch, with lips pressed together, Song Zhi looked into Meng Huan's close eyes, and understood what he meant, clearly wanting to take the initiative.

It seems that this level is not so easy.

Song Zhi didn't have such experience, so she could only recall in her mind how Meng Huan kissed him every time. Like Meng Huan, she stuck out her tongue like a kitten and licked Meng Huan's lips, but cautiously kissed him. Trying to pry open Meng Huan's teeth and poke into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Meng Huan deliberately teased him, and he clenched his teeth tightly, completely unmoved.

Song Zhi raised her eyes and saw that there was a hint of teasing in Meng Huan's eyes, her face blushed to the point of bleeding, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, and was about to back away.

Just when the lips of the two were about to part, Meng Huan suddenly let out a low laugh from his throat, Song Zhi was even more ashamed, her brows were already furrowed, but Meng Huan pushed her to the case, Suppressed to death.

Said softly: "It's not so easy to let you go." She leaned over and kissed her.

Paying the price of being kissed so close to suffocation and her lips bitten, Song Zhi finally won the right to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival and birthday.

On August [-]th, a kumiss ceremony was held in Shangdu, and at the same time the emperor began to prepare for his return to Dadu.

On the fifteenth day, most of the left-behind officials from Zhongshu Province, the Privy Council, and Yushitai went to Xishan for a tour, and had dinner at Zhenguo Temple and other places when they returned.

Although Meng Huan was allowed two months to recuperate from his wounds, he pretended to wrap his hands up and showed his face to the Privy Council as if he was seriously injured, and then went to Xishan with everyone.

The weather on the fifteenth day is very good. At night, the full moon flies through the mirror, and Yinhan silently turns the jade plate, which is just right for admiring the moon.

Bai Man'er didn't dare to go out, but under Xiu Niang's persuasion, she still went out with the three of them to watch the moon by the Taiye Pool.

On the Taiye Pool, aristocratic families put up lanterns and festoons on the cruise ships on the terraces, and the full moon is reflected in the cold pool water, rippling with the water waves.Song Zhi was by the pool, and heard the sound of the sheng and flute in the distance.

In the night market, pomegranates, pears, dates, chestnuts and other seasonal fruits and vegetables are constantly being sold.

Song Zhi bought a few pomegranates, and they ate them while admiring the moon. Of course, they also bought a bag of lion candies.

Since her face was injured, although most of the scars have disappeared, only one left on her forehead, Bai Man'er still feels that she is ugly and refuses to see outsiders, and keeps her head down all the way, not very interested, but she can't see clearly at night , along the way, all the stalls and hawkers always have to boast, "The little girl is so cute!"

Bai Man'er raised his head gradually, with a smile on his face, and he started talking more, chattering non-stop.

Seeing that Bai Man'er was finally refreshed, Xiu Niang was overjoyed, and bought her a lot of food along the way, but Bai Man'er couldn't hold it in both hands, so she stuffed some of it and asked Song Zhi to help carry it.

Song Zhi thought while eating the lion candy, wonder if Meng Huan is also admiring the moon on the Taiye Pond now?

What kind of people will accompany him by his side?

……

The next day, August [-]th, was Song Zhi's birthday.Xiuniang heard that there was an opera performer in Chongguo Temple, so she took some broken silver and dragged her family to Chongguo Temple to watch an opera, which was equivalent to celebrating Song Zhi's birthday.

Chongguo Temple is next to Faxiangfang, only one street away from Taipingfang.

The place where the opera is performed in the temple is called the terrace. In the early years, it was open-air, but now there are pillars on all sides, a roof, and a back wall. It can only be seen from three sides.

The auditorium was made of wooden boards and sat in layers. Song Zhi and Xiu Niang came early and sat in the front.

What I'm singing today is "The Eunuch's Discipline Standing Upside Down". There are only fourteen Nanxi operas, which were compiled by a talented person in Lin'an in the Song Dynasty. The famous artist Wang Jinbang met and fell in love, but was beaten by his father because of the difference in status.

However, Wanyan Shouma disdained fame and career, disobeyed his father's order, followed the opera troupe to "go to the state and hit the house", and finally made his father agree to the marriage, and the lovers finally became married.

Bai Man'er is a passionate young girl who is just beginning to fall in love. When she saw the climax, she couldn't help but shed tears and scolded: "This is too much, Mr. Tongzhi, for beating mandarin ducks!"

At this time, a man next to him said: "This is a young lady, but do you have any dissatisfaction with us?"

Bai Man'er raised her head with tears in her eyes ignorantly, crying so much that it was raining like pear blossoms, I felt pity for it.

After seeing clearly that there was a strange man in front of him, Bai Maner flinched and hid behind Bai Azhu.

Bai Azhu hurriedly made amends with a smile: "My lord, don't blame me. The little girl is young and ignorant. She offended you. Please forgive me."

Tong knew: "Young? I don't think I'm too young!"

The notice stroked his beard, bent down and asked, "How old is the young lady?"

Bai Man'er looked at him timidly. The man's disgusting face made her involuntarily think of Yu Shilang and his wife, and her body trembled unconsciously.

Tong Zhi saw that she was pretty and lovely, and her trembling appearance was even more adorable, so she reached out and wanted to touch Bai Man'er's face.

"My lord!" Bai Azhu put up his smiling face, stood in front of Bai Man'er, and said, "My lord is merciful, but the little girl is only fourteen, and she hasn't reached the age of Ji yet."

"Fourteen, that's not too young," Tongzhi said with a smile.

"My lord." Song Zhi suddenly took a step forward, bowed politely, and interjected, "The student has met your lord, how dare you ask him where he is?"

The author has something to say:

Note: ⑴ Regarding eating moon cakes, don’t complain about Lanlan eating pomegranates to enjoy the moon. Moon cakes were not popular among the people until the Ming Dynasty.

⑵ See Baidu for "The Eunuch's Disciples Stand Up Wrongly".

([-]) Cairen. At that time, most of the opera creators were literati with humble family status and no position. They were called talented people, and the small groups of talented people were called Shuhui.