Big businessman and little fisherman

Chapter 308 Drinking
Lu Yange sat on the hillside with his knees tucked up, watching the bustling official road below.

The official road leads directly to the west gate of Dongyang County, and the north side is close to the Lu family's ancestral hall. Under the shade of green trees are green bricks and black tiles, and two rows of teaching houses are built in a sea of ​​flowers.

On the south side, there is a larger and wider courtyard. The entrance is a bluestone road. On both sides of the road are flower beds with newly planted green plants.On the left is a large playground, without a plastic runway, but with compacted loess soil.There is a large public toilet in the corner of the playground, and there is another public toilet of the same size in the opposite southeast corner.

On the right side is also a small square, although it is small, it has all internal organs, including horizontal and parallel bars, climbing rocks, and a ropeway connected by hemp ropes.

Behind them are four rows of orderly and bright teaching dormitories, with large window sills separated by the most expensive glass pieces.In the teaching dormitory, there are rows of brand new desks and chairs.

This is what the orphanage looked like in Lu Xingge's memory, and the predecessor of the orphanage was an abandoned elementary school.

Lu Yange knew why he wanted to open such a school, and why he dragged families from all over the world into it.

She calculated everything, but forgot herself.

She couldn't figure it out for a moment, what did she want?
Is it for the development of the Great Shang Dynasty?Or to miss, to miss that peaceful and beautiful life without worry.

The wind blows from the bottom of the mountain, swaying and rolling, in the rolled wind, there are white, and the falling are snow-white pear blossom petals.

Lu Yange looked up at the young man sitting one arm away, "What kind of wine are you drinking?"

However, it was a palm-length silver jug, exquisite and small, with complicated patterns carved on it.

Lu Yange drank the last sip of wine from the wine jug, and stuffed the small silver jug ​​into the sleeve, as if he didn't intend to return it.

It is now the eighth year of the Great Shang Dynasty, and it has been more than a year since Lu Hebei ascended the throne, and there is also a little prince in the harem, born from the belly of Queen Gongsun, named Chen Luxing.

If it is said that what Lu Yangge draws is just a blueprint, then Zhou Yang is the god who can summon skilled craftsmen to perfectly display everything she wants to express in front of her eyes.

"Go ahead."

She suddenly had an urge to see the world Zhou Yang talked about.

For four years in college, she was busy studying at school and finding a part-time job to support herself. She had no time, money, or interest to travel to visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Zhou Yang looked up at the blue sky, stuffed the petals in his hand into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

As for her previous life, she left the orphanage, and the road to school was the farthest she had traveled.

Zhou Yang's eyes flicked over the armhole of the girl's wide pink dress very quickly, and he reached out to pinch a pear petal that fell from the robe.

"Then have you ever seen three mountains half fall into the blue sky, and two waters divide Bailuzhou?"

"Zhou Yang, why don't you go back to work?"

"Have you ever seen the lonely smoke in the desert and the sunset in the long river?"

Where there is an oasis, where there is a desert, where you go to the end of the mountain road, there is another village with dark willows and flowers, as if you have arrived at a peach blossom garden.

This is probably another relic left by his mother!

When the wind blows, the petals fall like rain.

The wine should be sold by him, but the jug is definitely not.

Not to mention in this era, even in the modern age she lived in, as long as it is not in a bar, boys can't ask girls to drink casually.

Zhou Yang walked up from the bottom of the mountain slowly, when the wind blew, white pear blossom petals wrapped around his robe, and floated down the mountain one after another.

Zhou Yang lifted his robe and sat down next to Lu Yangge, shaking the willow branch in his hand, "I have been to many places, during those years at the border, because I was young, my uncle did not allow me to go to the battlefield, he asked me to go out and see more , Maybe I can let go of the hatred in my heart, and I will go to many places when I realize something."

bitter……

"I just bought it in a shop by chance." Zhou Yang raised the small flagon in his hand.

It was a very cute and lively baby, because of him, Lu Yange stayed in the capital for more than half a year.It wasn't until the Mentorship Hall and Qi Academy were built here that she returned to Dongyang County under the pretext of offering sacrifices to her parents during the Qingming Festival.

Lu Yange continued to shake his head.

Zhou Yang talked slowly, talking about the places he had been to.

Zhou Yang broke a willow stick, touched Lu Yangge's arm lightly, and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

Lu Yange sighed: "I have never seen it before. The farthest place I have been to is the capital. Before leaving Jiangjiaba to the capital, the farthest road I have traveled is the road from Jiangjiaba to Dongyang County."

"Because the great hatred was avenged, life suddenly lost its meaning. My mother died, and seeing Zhou Zongyi and his two children still struggling for life, I suddenly felt that all of this was meaningless. Even if the great hatred was So what about retribution, everyone will never go back to the past, and mother will not be resurrected."

Lu Yangge reached out to take the jug, and shook it gently in his hand.

It is green plum wine from the third shop at the gate of Mengxue Hall. It tastes pretty good. The proprietress brews it herself.

Zhou Yang chuckled, and spat out the petals in his mouth with a bah, since it was bitter and astringent, what would he do with it?

Once upon a time... Cars, horses, and mail were slow, and there was only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

"because……"

Zhou Yang, who was still talking just now, was still thinking about what he said about the setting sun on the mountains, so he didn't guard against Lu Yangge's sudden opening, and he was half a beat late to react.

The accumulation of these two flavors dilutes the sweetness of the petals themselves.

"Why do you think of buying me a drink?"

Lu Yangge sat up straight, the small silver jug ​​in her hand tilted slightly, and she took a sip of wine from the spout of the jug.

"Actually, I lied. That's not what I want to say, actually..."

Everything is so familiar, but also so strange.

I want to take a very slow carriage, walk slowly through the loess road, through the wasteland, through the fields entwined with branches and leaves, under the lonely hong and sunset, to see the scenery that I didn't have time to see.

Lu Yange blew the mountain breeze with the fragrance of pear blossoms, and sipped the wine in the flagon in small sips.

After the imperial mausoleum was built last year, Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to go back to work, but took over the construction of Qi Academy.

astringent……

But now, she has money and leisure, but the car is too slow and the journey is long.

Zhou Yang hesitated and asked, "Can I tell the truth?"

"I think you should go out and have a look."

"drink wine?"

The mountain breeze and the aroma of the wine reminded her of Mr. Mu Xin's poem "Once Upon a Time".

Otherwise, it is easy to be mistaken for conspiracy.

"drink."

"Then have you ever seen the sky is vast and wild, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep?"

Lu Yange shook his head.

Lu Yange looked sideways at the foot of the mountain, thinking in his heart, what does she want to do now?

Lu Yangge didn't say a word, imitating Zhou Yang, twisting a petal from the hem of the skirt, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.

After Xu Shi drank the wine, the aroma of the wine diluted the fragrance of the flowers, so she couldn't tell whether the wine was more fragrant or the flowers were more fragrant.

Zhou Yang sat up straight suddenly, and looked at the girl who lowered her head and smelled the petals.

"Actually, the truth I want to say is... Do you want to see the snow? I know that if we head north now, we can still catch the last snow."

(End of this chapter)