please sleep

The ten-mile long street was full of traffic, and the two masters and servants went around and went back to the capital.

"Cui Meiren~ Shall we go to the top now or stay in a hotel?"

"Go back to the west of the city."

"Didn't you say that brother Wenjun won't let you live?"

"I'm biased~"

In March of Yangchun, step on the homeland again and meet the world again.

"Eh-"

Pushing open the door of the residence in the west of the city, the spring light shines on the earth, Cui Mian went everywhere, nothing seemed to have changed, and it seemed as if he had gone through vicissitudes.

No, one place has changed.Cui Mian stood in front of the pots of tuberose in the corner of the courtyard.The tuberose was planted in a large-caliber ceramic pot. Obviously, one of the pots was removed, leaving only a black circle.

The pot of evening primrose that was removed was exactly what Cui Mian saw on Yuling Mountain.

After a while, Aunt Sun poked her head in and saw Cui Mian in red,

"Ah—ghost!"

"Ms. Sun, it's me."

"You, you, you, aren't you... dead?" Aunt Sun asked in a trembling tone.

"I'm not dead."

"Really, you really—" Aunt Sun looked at Cui Mian's shadow again, and then she believed that Cui Mian was not a ghost, "Little daughter-in-law, what's going on?"

"It's a long story, I won't say it, aunt, I'm hungry."

Aunt Sun still has many questions, such as where Cui Mian has been hiding for more than a year; for example, I heard that Mr. Wen Jun became a high official in the court, why Cui Mian didn't stay with him.But Cui Mian said so, so it's not easy for the aunt to ask again,

"Okay, I'll cook something delicious for you, you and Taoman will come over for dinner later."

One day, Cui Mian was flipping through the books in the study, and accidentally found an account book.

"The 11th year of Zhaode", that is the reign of the Southern Xia Emperor before King You ascended the throne,

On the ninth day of July, pay Taomanlou a ransom of 500 taels

On August 3000th, the land deed family land arrived at Taomanlou for a ransom of [-] taels

……

Zhaode 12 years

On the eighth day of March, I owed 50 taels to Su and 30 taels to Liu... I arrived at Taomanlou for a ransom of 100 taels

On the 200th day of May, owed 200 taels to the magistrate of Yao County, and paid [-] taels of ransom at Taomanlou

……

Zhaode 13 years

On June 20st, the portrait of Zuixianju received 20 taels, and [-] taels were returned

On June 30th, Wenxuan Pavilion received 30 taels of calligraphy and painting, and returned [-] taels to Liu

……

"The 11th year of Zhaode", "Peach Manlou", and "Redemption" seem to shine, and they firmly attracted Cui Mian.

In the 11th year of Zhaode, Cui Mian was 14 years old. It was the second year he came to the capital, and it was also the year he became the oiran of Taomanlou. At that time, even King Ye had not appeared.And looking at the book value, who else would Wenjun redeem if he wasn't?

It can be seen that the collision at Prince Ye's mansion was not the first time Wenjun saw him at all.Cui Mian recalled the look in Wen Jun's eyes when he saw him for the first time, and his heart was full of emotions.

It turned out that there was someone who wanted to redeem him earlier than King Ye, and it turned out that there was someone who loved him all the time in an unknown way.

What a fool, how could he ruin himself for someone who didn't even know he existed?Cui Mian suddenly felt a little breathless... This kind of fool really exists.

Cui Mian thought that maybe God finally felt guilty for the suffering he had given him before, so that this huge pie fell on his head.Only then did the place where the heart was as dead as ashes really bloom a flower.

To love and be loved, Cui Mian wanted it all from now on, and he wanted it without hesitation.

When Cui Mian and Tao Man returned to the capital, Wen Jun happened to return to Yao County.

Taking off his official uniform, but dressed as a plainclothes scholar, Wen Jun quietly went back to Yao County to visit the county magistrate.

This season, the peach blossoms in Yaoxian County are in full bloom, and the mountains and mountains are full of pink, with a gloomy vitality, which is really beautiful.

"Congratulations, Lord Censor."

The county magistrate knelt down and saluted. This person was no longer the young scholar who lived under him back then, but the censor in charge of the country today!

Wen Jun came here for personal matters, and the county magistrate, who was close to his sixties, knelt down for him and hurriedly helped him up.

The county magistrate and Wenjun's father were friends. After Wenjun's parents died, he took good care of Wenjun, especially after Wenjun sold his house and land, he took Wenjun in for a while.

"Master County Chief, you must not be like this. In terms of seniority, you are my elder. Just call me Wen Jun as before."

After speaking, Wen Jun bowed respectfully to the county magistrate.

"In terms of affection, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring. The kindness of the county magistrate Yu Wenjun, Wenjun will remember it in his heart."

Then the two discussed the local affairs of Yao County and their views on the affairs of the court.Wen Jun felt that it was quite beneficial to absorb some opinions from the county magistrate who had been an official all his life.

In the evening, my wife cooked a table of delicious dishes, all of which Wen Jun loved to eat in the past.Madam didn't know about the affairs of the court, nor Wenjun's current status. After the meal, she asked Wenjun to talk about family issues, and was complained by the county magistrate, but Wenjun listened with gusto.

As the saying goes, "There is no messy ears of strings and bamboos, and there is no hard work of copybooks", Wen Jun likes this kind of atmosphere very much.

But as the censor in charge of the country, he really couldn't stay too long. After a short rest, Wen Jun returned the 200 taels he had borrowed with interest. His private affairs were over, and he returned to Beijing immediately.

On this day, Cui Mian shook his folding fan lightly, wandering aimlessly.

I saw Xiao Yan coming out of Jia's mansion, dressed in green clothes, very flamboyant.Seeing him stuffing something into his sleeve again, he lowered his head and walked thoughtfully.

Cui Mian walked unhurriedly, bumping into Xiao Yan on purpose when she rubbed shoulders with Xiao Yan.

"You don't have eyes, can you see the road?"

"You don't have eyes?" Xiao Yan retorted.

"I'm blind."

When Xiao Yan looked at him, it was Cui Mian!

Cui Mian deliberately looked at other places with her eyes, pretending not to see,

"I didn't expect to run into Miss Xiao once I got back to the capital. Fate, fate, wouldn't Beauty Xiao invite my old friend to sit?"

"Cui Meiren's kind invitation, how can Xiao Yan refuse. Do you want to listen to the music or watch the dance?"

"Hey, why go to those places and let Beauty Xiao spend money? Just sit in Beauty Xiao's humble house."

Cui Mian saw Xiao Yan's embarrassed expression,

"I, how can I have my own family in this business? I live under others."

"Oh, I don't know which gold master did Beauty Xiao live with recently?"

"Pei Shilang, Mr. Pei."

Cui Mian was disdainful, it can be seen that if he couldn't see it, he would be deceived by Xiao Yan.I'm afraid he lied on purpose because he was afraid that he would laugh at him for having an affair with the old man of Jia's mansion.

"You're talking nonsense, I clearly saw you coming out of Jia's mansion just now!"

"I... Hey, can you see it?"

"You don't care if I can see it, say, what's hidden in the sleeve?"

"A silver ticket, my labor income."

Cui Mian looked up at the gold-plated Jia Mansion,

"Okay, Xiao Yan, you are on two boats! Chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere!"

"A gentleman loves money, and a gentleman loves money."

Being a gentleman, Cui Mian rolled her eyes.Is he rich, so he took Xiao Yan to wander around the commercial streets of the capital all day long, emptying Xiao Yan's wallet.

Xiao Yan's teeth itch with hatred, and he didn't want to lose face in front of Cui Mian, so he could only give up his money to accompany the beauty.

After Wen Jun came back, he heard the news of Cui Mian's return to Beijing, so he went to the west of the city.

When he walked into the courtyard, he saw Cui Mian sitting on a stone table drinking scented tea.

Cui Mian repeats his old tricks and becomes blind.But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the person coming. Compared with the previous scholar Wenjun in his memory, he couldn't help feeling that the calmness of the body from the inside out, not just people relying on clothes.

"Xiao Mian."

"Thank you, Mr. Yushi, for taking the time to visit my old friend."

"I……"

"Master Yushi is probably going to let me go again, I will pack up and go."

Wen Jun didn't know how to explain to Cui Mian, and was silent again.

"My lord, I have something important to report."

"Ok?"

Cui Mian sipped tea slowly, and said slowly:

"Master Yushi, you are an official university, and the bed job is good. I, Cui Meili, like you. If you don't dislike me, then accept me."

Cui Mian watched Wen Jun secretly, her face was not red, her ears were not red, her face did not change...Could it be that Wen Jun doesn't like him anymore...

"Young Master Cui, you respect yourself."

You are self-respecting!Who secretly asked Wen Hao to heal his eyes; who secretly moved Ye Laixiang to stay with him in Fuyun Temple; who collected dew for him and gave him an umbrella; who brought the coffin of Concubine Zhen to walk for him ;Who is going to carry him up to Yuling Mountain!

Cui Mian was about to have a seizure when he heard Wen Jun say,

"If your eyes are good, don't overwork yourself. You should look farther away, see more greenery, and pay more attention to rest... um... if there is anything missing, let Taoman come to Yushifu to find me. Also, I have already bought it here. How long do you want to live?"

Wenjun left after speaking, leaving Cui Mian alone in shock.Back then he pretended to be blind on Yuling Mountain for a few months, Taoman was careless and didn’t notice it, even the genius doctor Wen Hao didn’t notice it, but Wen Jun just took a look...

From the moment he turned his back on Cui Mian, Wenjun's ears and cheeks were reddened for a long time.

Even the coachman waiting outside was amazed, what happened to such a good thing,

"My lord, are you alright?"

Wenjun couldn't help but cold his ears with his hands, "It's okay, it's just hot, let's go."

"Oh." The coachman muttered as he drove the carriage, "It's obviously not hot."

The carriage gradually left the west of the city, and Wen Jun watched the scenery outside the window, transitioning from a low bungalow to a glazed tile roof, from a landscape field to a bustling city.Recalling Cui Mian's words, the vulgarity and blatantness made his heart move.

However, he still can't get too close to him now.

Back then, he was a virtuous minister, he wanted to be famous, he wanted all the officials to obey him, and he wanted to gain a foothold in the court so that he could serve King You; today, he was a treacherous minister, he wanted to be on the side of the emperor and make enemies everywhere, he couldn't have weaknesses.

Xiao Mian, wait a little longer, wait until the Southern Xia Dynasty is revived, and when the country is stable, I will definitely return your scholar Wenjun.

"Look, it's so lively there."

"Anybody contest?"

"Yes, yes. Let's go and see, too."

When the word "competition" reached Taoman's ears, he immediately became excited.Without even looking at the two big words "recruitment" in front of the door, he ran into the arena in a hurry.

Tao Man rushed onto the ring and became the focus of the audience by accident.Because the one who will fight next is the famous strongman in the Jianghu——Long Zhentian, who is rumored to be able to lift a golden tripod with one hand.

The people who were supposed to compete with Hercules hurriedly ran back from the hut where the audience auditioned for admission.

"My lord, has the contest between me and Long Zhentian started?"

"Huh? Is this a competition between you and Long Zhentian?"

"Then who is he?"

The two were about to look up the stage,

"Kangdang——" One person fell to the ground, kicking up dust on the ground.