Chapter 388 is a bit too old.
Zhou Ji is no longer the Zhou Ji he used to be. Even if he is really buried in the ground by Si Teng, it will not be as graceful as a cover and grow more Zhou Ji in the coming year.
Having said that, you should follow your heart.
Zhou Ji caressed tenderly, put aside the Northern Wilderness Tales that Nangong Pushe had thrown to him, took down the one that had just been put back on the bookshelf, lay down in front of Si Teng, and helped her open the title page.
"Tell me, does this look like we used to watch dramas together?"
Zhou Ji recalled the scene when they had just arrived in Sito's world, and the two crowded on the sofa to compete for the remote control. One wanted to watch fantasy fairy tales, and the other wanted to watch fashion cities. A bunch of useless cosmetics.
Tengsi touched the back of Zhou Ji's hand to signal him to turn the page, and Si Teng raised his head slightly, as if giving him a blank look.
Zhou Ji was bored, looked at Nangong Pu and said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, what are your plans?"
"Reading."
Nangong Pushe didn't look up, but he understood that Zhou Ji's words were for himself.
"Shou Sui is still studying?" Zhou Ji thought for a while, nodded with great approval, and said sadly: "It's true, isn't my New Year's Eve also coding?"
Nangong Pushe put down the scroll, raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ji, and typed one? .
Zhou Ji waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's nothing, just make fun of it."
Seeing that Zhou Ji stopped explaining, Nangong Pushe lowered his head and continued to read, and said in the usual tone: "Time is such a thing, you can't keep it."
Zhou Ji hesitated to speak, picked up the flowerpot and whispered in front of him. Si Teng was silent for a moment, as if sighing quietly, stretched out a wisp of vine silk to caress Zhou Ji's side face, and nodded slightly.
Nothing to say all night, and it's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.
The entire palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and Lingzhou City was already crowded with people before nightfall, and the lights of thousands of houses were as bright as day.
The <Huanghuang Beiliang Town Spiritual Song> came from afar.
Second sister Xu Fengnian wrote the lyrics, and Xu Fengnian composed the music. At the end of each year, Xu Xiao would order 30 musicians and 160 dancers to play music and dance in the city, which was very lively.
However, the noise outside has nothing to do with listening to Nangong Pushe in Chaoting Pavilion.
Dressed in white clothes, he was so cool, leaning against the bookshelf, quietly flipping through the introductory exercises in his hand, just like every day after coming to Tingchao Pavilion.
The door opened, and the noisy sound swept across Chaohu Lake, turning into a biting cold wind to blow the corner of her clothes.
As the gate closed, the amplified sound wave became blurred again, and the light sound of ceramic touches was very clear in the empty and quiet tide listening booth.
Nangong Pushe raised his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed through his black and white clear eyes, and he said softly, "Why are you here?"
"Xu Fengnian's second sister finally stayed at the house for the New Year, and it was inconvenient to call him, so I had to come by myself." Zhou Ji raised the two wine jars in his right hand, smiled slightly, looked left and right, and said, "Where's Mr. Wei?"
Nangong Pushe rolled up the book and pointed to the stairs, "Sleep on the second floor."
Zhou Ji just asked casually, and was about to call Wei Shuyang down to have a drink together, but saw a head suddenly retracted from the top of the stairs, followed by a faint snoring sound.
"Stop pretending, I've already seen you." Zhou Ji laughed dumbly, and greeted, "Mr. Wei, why don't you have a drink together for New Year's Eve?"
Wei Shuyang sat up and walked down the stairs with some helplessness. Zhou Ji glanced at the top of Wei Shuyang's head and said with a smile: "Why don't you bother Mr. Wei to call Mr. Li down too? It's lively outside and the whole family is happy. Although we are alone , but it can’t be too deserted, right?”
The sound is not loud, but it can pass through the layers of towers and reach Li Yishan's ears on the top floor very clearly.
Wei Shuyang was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't expect Xu Fengnian to even tell Zhou Ji about Li Yishan.
Under the gaze of Nangong servant, Zhou Ji looked around, walked to a window and opened it, raised his head to the tower and shouted, "Hey, that one-armed gentleman, he was blowing outside alone in the middle of the night. How boring is the cold wind? Come down and have a drink together."
Wei Shuyang's expression was even more horrified. Since the acquaintance, Zhou Ji has always been an unfathomable existence in his heart. Seeing Zhou Ji's actions, he didn't think that Zhou Ji was madly shouting into the air.
Zhou Ji ignored Wei Shuyang's horror at all, put the wine jars on the circular wooden platform, and took out several more jars of wine from his sleeve.
Nangong Pushe looked at Zhou Ji's pile of things, closed the scroll and walked towards him.
Clicking a glimpse of a snow-white cloak out of the corner of his eye, Zhou Ji raised his head and said with a smile, "How did Beimang celebrate the New Year?"
Nangong Pushe didn't answer, but stood quietly in front of Zhou Ji, looking at him quietly.
"What are you looking at me for?" Zhou Ji looked at Nangong Pushe's shining eyes, smiled, and explained, "Xu Fengnian and his family of three are reunited, and I stayed in the courtyard just to watch the year with Si Teng. I just thought that there are a few people who celebrate the New Year alone in Tingchao Pavilion, so I came here to make a scene."
While talking, Zhou Ji looked at Li Yishan who came down the stairs, Li Chungang who suddenly appeared, and Wei Shuyang who was a little embarrassed, couldn't help laughing, "It's just that there are too many old men."
Nangong Pushe remained silent, the ice and snow in the heart lake thawed, and ripples arose.
"Thanks."
"Are you the one who peeked at me last time?"
The sloppy, one-armed old man holding a pair of worn-out straw sandals, looked up and down curiously, circled around him, nodded and said, "It's interesting to hide your head and show your tail."
"Hey~ New Year's Eve, don't say such misleading words." Zhou Ji gave him a white look, and stretched out his hand to throw out a jar of apricot blossom wine.
Li Chungang took the wine jar, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to pat the Kaifeng mud and pour a big mouthful.
Wei Shuyang stepped forward to introduce Li Yishan and Zhou Ji Nangong Pushe, and learned that the man in front of him was Li Yishan, a former unparalleled national scholar, Nangong Pushe was quite surprised.
"Tsk~ good wine! It's just a little less." Li Chungang turned over the mouth of the altar and looked inside, raised his hand to take a new jar of wine, and sat beside him to savor it carefully.
Li Yishan laughed dumbly, did not explain his background, exchanged greetings with Zhou Ji and Nangong Pushe, and sat around the round platform to drink wine.
During the period, Li Chungang saw that Zhou Ji spilled half of the wine into the flower pot he carried with him, so he couldn't help but take another look.
However, there are countless spirit beasts and spirit plants in the world, maybe there are spirit plants that really need to be fed wine.
Noticing Li Chungang's gaze, Zhou Ji was complacent, picked up the flower pot to show off his wife, Li Chungang just thought he was talking nonsense after drinking, sneered, and turned his head to drink with the two old men next to him.
The three old men got together and talked about the past and the past, sighing.
Zhou Ji and Nangong Pushe got together, and when the wine was full, Nangong Pushe's eyes were sleepy, as if he saw a dignified, elegant and charming woman in a strange long dress sitting beside Zhou Ji, In the blink of an eye, he disappeared again.
Zhou Ji gently caressed the buds, and Si Teng stretched the vines to wrap around them, and gently nestled against Zhou Ji's fingertips, feeling the tenderness for a moment.
Nangong Pushe slowly withdrew his gaze, and his gaze fell on the side of Zhou Ji's side face, a doting and gentle smile appeared on his handsome and elegant face.
Nangong servant shook the half jar of apricot blossom wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
The candlelight flickered, the noise from the city gradually subsided, and the performance of "Huanghuang Beiliang Town Spiritual Song" came to an end.
Three old men, a man and a woman, although they have been talking about their own things, they finally brought some popularity to this deserted listening booth.
While joking, Nangong Pushe himself forgot how much wine he drank. He thought that from now on, he would only watch the New Year alone. Hearing the noise from the outside world, the sound of rituals and music, no matter how transparent he said, but in his heart, It will still feel a little lonely after all.
The cold and plain eyes followed the thawing of the heart lake, and she let go of her thick defenses, and she smiled brightly from the bottom of her heart.
Unknowingly, fell asleep.
During a half-dream and half-awake, a scent lingered in his nose, Nangong Pushe woke up suddenly, sat up, the cloak on his body slipped from his shoulders, looked around, only the empty altar was left, and the three old men who had just drunk had long since disappeared.
"Are you awake?"
The sound of the spoon touching the side of the bowl was heard. Nangong Pushe looked down. There was a steaming casserole on the table beside him. Zhou Ji picked up the rice porridge in his bowl and said with a smile: "Don't look for it!" , They left as soon as the wine was finished."
"Since you are awake, I will go back."
Zhou Ji put down the bowl and spoon, picked up the bunch of wilted vines, got up and said, "By the way, there is still some porridge in the pot, how about some to warm up?"
Nangong Pushe looked away from the casserole and looked down at the cloak on his body.
In the past, no matter how drunk she was, she would wake up on the spot as soon as someone approached her.
But now, the man in front of him puts a cloak on his body, but he still doesn't notice it. Is his martial arts so high that he can't even notice it, or does he let his guard down and think he is someone who can be trusted?
Nangong Pushe looked at the silhouette of Zhou Ji passing by with a complicated expression, and had no answer in his heart.
"Thanks."
Zhou Ji waved his hand indifferently, and said with a smile, "If I buy you a drink, I must be responsible to you, no need to thank you."
Walking to the door, Zhou Ji paused, pointed to the casserole and said, "Remember to drink the porridge while it's hot."
These days when the New Year is approaching, Xu Fengnian has been staying with his second sister. A few days before learning that Xu Weixiong will stay for the New Year, both he and Xu Xiao are very happy.
However, as time went by, the original joy gradually faded and turned into pain that dared not speak out.
As soon as the honeymoon period is over, the Beiliang Palace once again recalls the fear of being dominated by Xu Weixiong.
Xu Fengnian has complained to Zhou Ji about his second sister more than once, but seeing the unstoppable smile on his lips, it is obvious that his words are insincere.
Really waiting for the day when Xu Weixiong returned to Shangyin Academy, Xu Fengnian felt reluctant again, and sent him all the way to Shili Pavilion outside the city, only to say goodbye, and promised that he would take his second sister home in the future.
After the first month, it was time for Xu Fengnian to leave the mansion. This time, Prince Beiliang's trip was very noisy, and he was accompanied by cavalry from the Fengzi Battalion. The news spread to Lingzhou City on the day of departure.
Zhou Ji learned from Xu Fengnian that his big fanfare this time is to attract the attention of all parties.
After he left, Xu Xiao would also go to Liyang Capital in a few days to obtain the qualification of a hereditary replacement for him.
One person goes to the rivers and lakes, and the other person goes to the court, to win the stability of Beiliang.
When leaving the palace, Zhou Ji saw that Xu Xiao still had something to explain to Xu Fengnian, so he took a step ahead and came to the carriage.
Blue Bird, who usually wears a plain tulle skirt, has changed into a capable dark short robe. After her hair is tied up, her temperament is more different than when she saw it in the house.
"Young Master Zhou." Blue Bird clasped his fists in salute, Zhou Ji nodded slightly, greeted her with a smile on his face, and looked into the carriage.
A familiar figure half-lyed in the carriage, noticing Zhou Ji's gaze, Li Chungang glanced at him, stretched out his finger and pinched his nose.
Zhou Ji shook his head and looked at the other carriage beside him. He didn't expect that Lin Tanhua and the 'Miss Fan' who had met once before were also accompanying him on the road.
'Miss Fan' had already inquired about Zhou Ji, and although she didn't find out any useful information, at least she was sure that he was a good friend of the eldest son Xu Fengnian, so she cupped her fists respectfully at Zhou Ji and said, "Shu shame met Mr. Zhou. "
Zhou Ji has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he can see through this woman wearing countless masks at a glance. He glances at Lin Tanhua who is sitting in the driver's seat. Lin Tanhua must have fallen into his calculations long ago.
On the other side, Xu Xiao took Xu Fengnian down the steps and introduced the people who accompanied him along the way. There was a burst of brisk footsteps above the steps. Jiang Ni smiled happily and carried the package on her back, full of expectations, "Which carriage should I take?"
Xu Xiao pointed to the carriage where the blue bird was, and motioned, "This way~"
Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, looked at Jiang Ni who was trotting and giggling, and turned to look at Xu Xiao, "You arranged it?"
"Yes." Xu Xiao generously admitted.
"What's the use of **** mud when I walk in the rivers and lakes?" Xu Fengnian said dissatisfied.
"You have to be taken care of by someone along the way, right?" Xu Xiao caught a glimpse of Jiang Ni standing outside the carriage and dared not go in, so he patted Xu Fengnian on the shoulder and walked towards the carriage.
"Fengnian's trip, please take care of me."
Xu Fengnian turned around and followed, saw Xu Xiao cupping his hands in salute, and when he got closer, he found that an old man with a broken arm was already sitting in the carriage.
Gray-haired, sloppy, wanting to wipe the car curtain after buttoning his nose.
Xu Fengnian became anxious on the spot and scolded, "Hey~! Don't wipe my car."
Li Chungang pouted, wiped his clothes, and sat back in his original position.
"Who is this person?" Xu Fengnian glared at Xu Xiao dissatisfied.
Xu Xiao lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "The big devil under the listening tide pavilion."
Seeing Zhou Ji approaching while talking, Xu Xiao smiled kindly, exchanged a few words with him, and thanked him again for agreeing to go with Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, quietly pulled Zhou Ji aside, glanced at the carriage, and whispered, "He seems to be the person you mentioned last time, how is it? Can you beat him?"
Zhou Ji smiled lightly, and said indifferently, "I let him beat me with both hands."
(end of this chapter)