MTL - The Words of the Number One-Chapter 18 old friend

Song Changjun said that after Tai Shiling died of illness, he resigned from office and traveled to various countries to collect historical materials. During this period, various changes occurred in Qi State, and he was unable to return to Qi State during the war. When I went back last time, I only knew that most of my family members had passed away or were separated, so I didn't have much to worry about.

In the past, both Master Taishi Ling and Song Changjun had the desire to compile history books. Over the years, Song Changjun traveled around the world to find old events, recorded them in a book, and is currently compiling a complete history from Xia Yu's time to the present.

I listened to Song Changjun talk about the countries he went to, the historical materials he got, and the old people he visited over the years. He was in high spirits when he said these things. Over the years, he has changed a lot, but this has never changed. When talking about the history books he wants to compile, his eyes always shine.

Mo Lan was also very interested in these things Song Changjun said, and sat and listened with great interest. Song Changjun is also a smart person, telling his own story from the beginning to the end without revealing my identity, only saying that I am the little sister of the shop next door.

While we were chatting, we saw two sturdy men who looked like servants approaching not far away, and one of them said to Song Changjun rather impatiently: "It's time, it's time to go."

Song Changjun's expression changed, as if his good mood had been ruined. I looked at the arrogant servant behind him, then at him, and asked, "Brother Chang Jun, what's going on?"

Song Changjun smiled wryly and said, "I'm in trouble."

"Troublesome? It's your blessing that our young lady is willing to marry you, but you actually said it's troublesome! I don't know what to do!" the servant scolded.

I looked up and down those servants for a while, with such good clothes and such arrogant attitude, there is only one other family in Muyun City besides the Yang family.

"Are you Uncle Changyi's servants?"

"Exactly."

Sure enough, he was from Changyibo's family.

Uncle Chang Yi is the uncle of Wu Guoguo, and he married his daughter to the king of Zhao Guoguo, who single-handedly promoted the marriage between Wu and Zhao, and also promoted the war that jointly dispatched troops to Yuguo. Now that the Wu-Zhao coalition forces are winning steadily, Uncle Chang Yi is very popular in the court.

Before I could say anything, Mo Lan ignored those servants and asked Song Changjun, "How could you offend the Lu family?"

Song Changjun sighed for a long time and said with a wry smile, "It's a long story."

It's a simple story. He came to Muyun to visit Uncle Changyi's house to collect historical materials. He was seen by Uncle Changyi's younger sister Lu Shu. The lady fell in love with him and promised Feijun not to marry. Song Changjun was unwilling. Uncle Chang Yi felt that Song Changjun brushed his face, so he detained him and refused to let him go.

Mo Lan showed some sympathy in his eyes. Song Changjun was interrupted by Uncle Changyi's servant in the middle of his speech. Reject our adults."

"Brother Chang Jun was born in the Song Clan of Yuchuan, and his grandfather and father worshiped Shangqing in the state of Qi. What's wrong with his status?" I looked at the servant and asked.

The servant snorted coldly: "Where is Qi State? Qi State is long gone, so what kind of nobleman are you?"

Song Changjun's eyes darkened, and he patted my shoulder to signal me to leave it alone.

"I want to invite him to dinner, can I ask him to stay until after dinner?" I asked.

"Ha, what are you talking about here, you dare to intercept the guests of Uncle Chang Yi's house, and you don't know how you will die tomorrow."

Mo Lan was not happy at first, she patted the table and stood up, if it wasn't for the maid pulling her, she would have cursed. She shook off the maidservant's hand and protected me behind her, and said with a smile: "How dare you threaten my sister, a servant who is arrogant? Well, my sister can't control me, can my wife of the general's mansion care? Mr. Song and I hit it off right away. If you want to invite him to my house for a casual meal, do you also want to stop him from Changyibo's residence?"

The maid behind Mo Lan pulled her sleeves to pieces, but she was angry but refused to give in half a step. Uncle Chang Yi's servant didn't dare to say anything to General Yang's wife, Mo Lan asked her servant to take Song Changjun away as soon as Mo Lan gave an order. After leaving the teahouse, she was still furious, the maid said in a low voice that Uncle Changyi's mansion is not easy to mess with, Mo Lan glared at her and said: "What are you afraid of, they dare to kill me? Then ask Yang Ji to come back and collect the corpse with them! "

Song Changjun walked beside us, with a worried expression on his face, and was about to say something to Mo Lan, but Mo Lan turned to him and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll borrow your face from Chang Yi Bo's house to have a meal. There are, but I can't do too many."

Song Changjun may have never seen such a hot-tempered wife, so he was taken aback and immediately saluted to thank him. Looking at me worriedly, he asked, "Will you be implicated?"

Before I could answer, Mo Lan snapped back and said, "Who would dare? Mu Yun doesn't know that Mrs. Ye has a good relationship with me, and no one dares to touch my sister."

I smiled at Song Changjun, Song Changjun seemed a little helpless.

Mo Lan's mother Zhang once told me that Mo Lan didn't want to see her own people being wronged, and she also didn't want to see people with a good temper and good looks being bullied, because her husband Yang Ji had a good temper and was easily wronged when he was young.

I thanked Mo Lan. At this time, Mo Lan had calmed down most of his anger, and said: "You don't need to be so polite. Originally, no one from Changyi Bo's Mansion came out to disturb the situation. I just planned to invite Mr. Song to Yang's Mansion for dinner. Mr. Song will see you soon." I want to hear more about it.”

Song Changjun laughed. He has been well-educated since he was a child, gentle and amiable, and there are very few people who don't like him.

For this meal, Mo Lan simply invited Ji Yu, and the four of us had dinner together in Yang's Mansion. During the meeting, Ji Yu didn't say much. Song Changjun told Mo Lan's request a lot about what he had seen on the road, and we also discussed how to help him out of trouble, but there was no good way.

"Miss Lu is gentle, beautiful, well educated, and she is from a famous family, why doesn't Mr. Song want to get married?" Mo Lan asked.

Song Changjun sighed, and smiled helplessly: "This is not Miss Lu's problem, it's my problem. I am determined to travel to various countries to complete history books. Miss Lu's golden branches and jade leaves, if I get married with Uncle Changyi, I can only live in Muyun, and I can't travel anymore. You can’t write history anymore.”

Mo Lan frowned and said, "Uncle Changyi is always domineering and dotes on Yaomei very much, this matter is really difficult for you."

Now Ms. Lu Shu doesn't want to force Song Changjun, saying that if Song Changjun really doesn't want to, he can only have no fate, but Uncle Changyi couldn't bear to see Yaomei sad, so he forcibly detained Song Changjun and refused to let her go. After the meal, Changyibo Mansion sent someone to ask for Song Changjun, this time it was an old and stable servant, which was considered polite. Song Changjun was afraid that Mo Lan would have another conflict with them, so he said goodbye to us and went back to Changyibo Mansion.

Ji Yu and I went back to Ye's house together, we walked through the busiest market in the city side by side, the servants followed at a distance. He walked slowly with his hands behind his back and asked me, "Are you surprised?"

He really knew that Song Changjun was here.

"Next time there is such an arrangement, remember to tell me in advance."

"The reunion of old friends, if we knew in advance how much joy would be lost. Are you unhappy?" Ji Yu blinked.

I looked at him and shook my head helplessly.

"When did you start preparing?"

"One month before I came to Muyun, during the layout, I found out that Song Changjun was detained in Changyibo's mansion. Changyibo loves Yaomei the most, Song Changjun is a good fire starter, and General Yang's wife Mo Lan is also a hot-tempered person who is righteous."

So it turned out that Ji Yu still lacked a thread to connect them, so he brought me to Mu Yun.

He looked down at me slightly, lit the lights in his eyes, and said, "So this time, what do you think I'm going to do?"

I thought for a while and replied: "Bo Changyi's daughter is married to Zhao Guolian. He himself is a strong supporter of the Wu-Zhao alliance between the court and China, and General Yang is the most important general on the Wu-Zhao front. Mo Lan said that the two of them The family does not have a deep friendship, but they are tied together because of interests at this time, do you want to drive them apart?"

"General Yang is a military commander, and Uncle Chang Yi is a powerful minister. The struggle between the government and the opposition is like this. Without deep friendship, it means subtle conflicts and mutual defense." Ji Yu smiled and said: "Every time I am right, I have Sometimes I really want to see you guess wrong once."

I was silent for a moment, and when I was about to say something, he snatched my words: "Don't pretend to guess wrong, I can see it."

He was smiling when he said this, and my blurry image was reflected in those light-colored eyes, and then he turned his head to watch the people coming and going in the street, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Nine nine."

"Ok?"

"You are a terrible person."

"…Ok?"

He smiled lightly without explaining, and slowed down with his hands behind his back, walking slowly beside me. I have always been very slow in doing things, but he moved very quickly. When I was his handmaid, I tried to catch up with him. Now that I play his wife, he's always waiting for me.

Walking is also eating, learn how I am slow. He is always so comfortable, how can such a person be afraid of others, let alone me.

As I thought about it, I was surprised to see many young men and women chatting and laughing on the white stone bridge at the end of the market, and a few men carrying women on their backs up the steps. Ji Yu also saw it, and said with a chuckle: "This bridge is called the Couple Bridge. It is said that a long time ago, a craftsman built this bridge for his wife's travel convenience. It took fourteen years, so there are fourteen steps on the bridge. Fourteen steps. This is a famous place in Muyun City to seek marriage. Men and women meet here to make an agreement. In Muyun City, all the sedan chairs of rich families holding wedding banquets must pass on the couple bridge. Legend has it that if the couple is a man Walk across this bridge with a woman on your back, and you can grow old together.”

As he spoke, we approached the bridge. I looked at the carvings on the railings on the bridge. They were engraved with lovebirds with branches connected forever. Very attentive and happy.

After watching for a while, I heard Ji Yu say, "I remember you never believed in legends."

I turned to look at him and nodded.

He smiled and held out his hand to me.

"Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

I stared at his smiling eyes for a moment before realizing what he was talking about. I lowered my eyes to look at the pair of slender white hands in front of me, and then put my own in it.

"There is Lao Yelang."

Ji Yu leaned down, and I lay on his broad back, and I heard the exclamation of the servants behind me, followed by envious whispers.

If there is such a person as Ye Sichen in the world, his wife is the most important thing for him. He will take his wife with him when he goes out to do business, and he will go home to eat with her every day, and buy desirable things. Superstitious people can stay together forever legend. Then his wife is really enviable.

If Ji Yu is Ye Sichen, if I really believe in his tenderness, maybe I will go through fire and water for him, just like all the girls who fell in love with him.

Unfortunately, there is no Ye Sichen in this world.