Nightfall

Chapter 5 Seeing Wuyuesihuai

On the south side of Weicheng, there is a small ditch that ca n’t even be counted as a stream. There is a small earth **** beside the small ditch that ca n’t even be counted as a hill. The grass house in Shiping, the rain clouds scattered early in the night, and the extraordinarily bright starlight sprinkled on the ditch, the soil slope, and the grass house, immediately coated with a very beautiful silver halo.

Ning Quezhen walked slowly under the starlight with his shoes, looking at the straw house that had lived with Sang Sang for a long time, the speed couldn't help but become slower. But as long as you are walking, there will always be a day to reach your destination no matter how slow. He pushed away the fence that could only protect against dogs and people, walked to the oil lamp that leaked out of the door, raised his hand to block his lips, coughed twice, and said, "How about going to the capital?"

The door of the hut was pushed open, and the squeaky pricking pierced the quiet night of the border town.

The little maid Sang Sang squatted down at the door. The thin figure was extremely long pulled by the oil lamp. She pressed the wooden door with her finger and replied: "Don't you always want to go to Chang'an? By the way Ning Que, what are you doing? When did I go back and steal some oil from the firearm camp? This door has been ringing for several months. The sound is really unpleasant. "

"Who still uses those hard-to-use guns? If I just want oil, I will go to the camp tomorrow and ask ..." Ning Que subconsciously responded casually, and then suddenly wanted to understand one thing, "Hey! I want It doesn't seem to be the same thing as you said. If you really want to leave, what can you do with this broken door? "

Sang Sang stood up on her knees, and her thin body was particularly thin in the cool spring and night wind. She looked at Ning Que and said in a serious voice without any other emotions: "Even if we go, But there will still be people living in this house, and they will still open the door. "

After the two of them left, would anyone really want to come to live in this remote hut away from Fangshi? Ning Que thought silently, and somehow suddenly there was more emotion than he could. He sighed softly and squeezed past Sang Sang sideways, whispering, "Take up your luggage at night."

Sang Sang gathered his sideburns yellow hair at random, looked at his back and asked, "Ning Que, I have never understood why you are so interested in that thing."

"No one can refuse the temptation to make yourself stronger. And those things are really interesting to me."

Ning Que knew that the little maid had guessed her thoughts, looked up at Sang Sang ’s dark face, raised her eyebrows and said, "And the two of us can never stay in Weicheng for a lifetime. The world is so big, there are many countries besides the empire, we I have to check it out. Even when I was younger, to make more money and get promoted faster, I went to Chang'an much better than staying in Weicheng, so this time I must be admitted to the college. "

Sang Sang's face showed thoughtful emotions. Because of her young age, the little maid ’s eyebrows did not have long hair, and because of the wind and sand in the border town, the small face was dark and rough, and the yellowish hair caused by childhood malnutrition was really not good-looking, even beautiful. Not at all.

But she has a pair of eyes like willow leaves, long and slender, bright eyes like ice, plus few very obvious looks, so it is not like a miserable person who will be 11 or 12 years old Little maid, it seems like a mature woman who knows everything, and sees the world without affection. The extreme contrast between this real age appearance and her eyes makes her look extraordinarily cold.

Ning Que knew that these were all illusions. In his view, the young maid Sang Sang was a typical girl with a heartless eye. The two had been living together for so many years. Because she was used to thinking about things on her own, she became lazy to think about things because she was too lazy to think about them. Things, so she became more and more stupid, and in order to cover up the clumsy, she used fewer and fewer words in each sentence, so she became more silent and mature and strange.

"It's not stupid, it should be clumsy." He thought about something and corrected it silently in his heart.

Silenced for a long time, Sang Sang suddenly raised his head, bit his lip, revealing a rare fear, said: "I heard ... Changan is very big, there are many people."

"The capital city is prosperous. I heard that Tianqi had a population of more than one million in three years. The cost of living is very expensive. It is not easy to live in Chang'an ..."

Ning Que sighed, saw the little maid's nervous expression, smiled and comforted, "There is nothing to be afraid of when there are many people, you just think of Chang'an as a bigger Weicheng, then I will go to deal with outsiders, you Doing things at home as usual, I'm really afraid that you will go out less. "

"How much does it cost to buy meat, vegetables and rice in a month in the capital?"

Sang Sang Liu Ye's eyes were extremely round, two small hands clutched tightly at the hem of the sarong, and asked nervously: "Is it more than four or two silver? That's double that of Weicheng."

"If you really enter the college, you have to pull some good fabrics and make some clothes for you, plus you may come to the house with guests, such as your classmates, in case any gentleman is interested in your young master, I may come to do it. Do it, so at least you have to make a new set of clothes. I have roughly calculated it. I have to get twelve silver. "

Ning Que frowned and replied. In fact, he just talked very seriously. He was not very clear. For the students in the academy, the price of a random banquet in the large restaurant in the Tianxiang Square might be just — -Just like the famous joke in Hexi Road: the peasant women who are working in the fields are always thinking about the Donggong Niangniang is making meat patties, the Xigong Niangniang is peeling green onions, the meat patties are like the sea, and the green onions are like mountains.

However, even this obviously shrunken wrong answer is far beyond the psychological limit of the little maid. She frowned and looked at him seriously, suggesting: "It's too expensive ... Ning Que, let's not go to Chang'an, and you don't want to take the exam Is the college a good one? "

"Things that I didn't know." Ning Que reprimanded: "I will definitely be an official when I come out of the academy. By then, you and I will spend twelve silver a month. I can't make a profit of seven or eighty two silver in a month. What ’s wrong with Chang’an again, Chen Jinji ’s rouge gouache should n’t be too much. ”

The word rouge gouache seemed to be the key point of the little maid. She squeezed her lips tightly and was obviously caught in a violent psychological struggle. After a long time she replied in a mosquito-like voice: "But what do you do in your college in those years?" ? My female is fair, Changan people must have high eyelids, and may not be able to sell them. "

"This is really troublesome. I heard that there is no hunting around Chang'an City. Those mountain forests are all emperors' masters ... how much money do we have?"

The master and servant glanced at each other, and then walked to the two large elm boxes with great tacit understanding, opened the box, and from the deepest inside, found a very tightly wrapped wooden box.

The wooden box is full of scattered pieces of silver, and the silver horns that are the size of nails have obvious scratches on the hinges. There is only a large silver knot in the middle. At first glance, it is known that it is made of bits and pieces. many.

Looking at the scattered silver in the wooden box, neither of them counted, Sang Sang whispered: "The old rules count once every five days, just counted the night before, seventy-six two or three money four cents."

"It seems that after going to Chang'an, I must try to make more money." Ning Que said seriously.

"Well, I will try to raise my female red level a little bit more." Sang Sang answered seriously.

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In the night, Sang Sang knelt on the kang to organize the bedding, his thin knees moved quickly, his movements were quick and quick, and the small palm pressed the middle of the pillow out of an arc, which was the most comfortable arc for Ning Xie to sleep. Then she picked up her bedding and jumped out of the cold kang, walked to the corner of the two big elm boxes and started to make her bed.

When the light went out, Ning Que put the water bowl on the window sill, drilled into the quilt by the starlight, put his hands on the quilt, yawned greatly, then gave a very satisfied sigh, closed his eyes, and waited for a while. Hear the sound from the corner of the house after listening to the sounds of Xi Xiu for several years.

This is a night that seems to be no different from the past years. They will fall asleep with the starlight of the fortress of the empire. However, the reality is that neither the master nor the servant in the hut today is asleep, or because it is about to step on The excitement of entering a new world, or because of the prosperity and faint wealth of Chang'an, the capital, and the balsam gouache with a fascinating taste, the two breathing sounds in the corner of the window have failed to calm down.

I do n’t know how long it took. Ning Que opened her eyes, looked at the faint silver halo on the window paper, and said: "I heard ... The girls in Chang'an City are not too cold, the clothes are very thin, the neckline is open It ’s very big, it ’s very white, and I do n’t know if it ’s true ... At that time, I was too young to remember. ”

He turned over and looked at the dark corner of the room. UU reading www.uukanshu.com asked: "Sangsang, have you been sick recently? Will it be cold?"

In the darkness, the little maid seemed to shake her head, vaguely seeing her clenched her horns tightly, her eyes closed, but with a rare smile on her lips, she murmured and replied: "I heard that the girl in Chang'an City The children are indeed quite white. They use such good gouache every day. Can they not be white? "

Ning Que smiled and looked at her and said, "Relax, wait for Master Young to have money later, you can buy Chen Jinji's rouge gouache whatever you want."

Sang Sanghuo Ran opened his eyes, his eyes slender like a willow leaf reflected a bright starlight, and said seriously: "Ning Que, this is what you promised."

"As I said just now, after going to Chang'an, you must remember to call me Master, so that you look respectful."

At that time, Ning Que rolled out the cold little mulberry from the dead heap beside the road, and then came to Weicheng for seven or eight years. Although Sang Sang was a maidservant in the household registration and did the maidservant's business, he never called his young master. This does not mean anything else, only a habit.

Today, the little maid Sang Sang was forced to throw away this habit.

"Ning Que ... Master ... You must remember to promise to buy Chen Jinji for me."

Ning Que answered his voice, and his eyes fell on the frost-like starlight on the kang side of the ground, and his heart was tight for no reason. Many years ago, the feeling of emptyness struck again, and he looked back at the dark blue night sky outside the window. Eyes full of stars, and then began to miss his hometown and muttered: "There is still no moon today ..."

Sang Sang on the elm cabinet in the black lacquered corner, curled up like a little mouse in the cool bedding. She stretched her hand to the waist and pulled it, blocking the cool breath outside, and letting the gap between the two cabinets Seemingly not so humorous, listening to the whispers from the window, I thought Ning Que ... the young master started talking nonsense again.