Lu Xiangge hugged his knees and sat on the hillside, watching the lively official road at the bottom of the mountain.

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

On the south side is a larger and wider courtyard. There is a bluestone road at the entrance. On both sides of the road are flower beds with newly planted green plants. On the left is a large playground. There is no plastic track, and some are just compacted ones.

There is a large public toilet in the corner of the playground. There is also an equally large public toilet in the opposite southeast corner.

There is also a small square on the right. Although it is small, it is well-equipped with single and parallel bars, climbing rocks, and ropeways connected by hemp ropes.

Behind them are four rows of neat and bright teaching buildings, with wide window sills separated by the most expensive glass pieces. In the teaching buildings, there are rows of brand-new tables and chairs.

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

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

She had planned everything except herself.

She couldn't figure it out for a moment, what did she want?

Is it for the development of the Shang Dynasty? Or is it for nostalgia, for that peaceful, beautiful and worry-free era.

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

"drink wine?"

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

Lu Sheige sighed: "I've never seen it before. The farthest place I've ever been is the capital. Before leaving Jiangjiaba for the capital, the farthest road I walked was the road from Jiangjiaba to Dongyang County."

Now, she has money and leisure, but the carriage and horse are too slow and the journey is long.

"because……"

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

Lu Sheige reached out and took the wine bottle, shaking it gently in his hand.

As for her previous life, when she left the orphanage, the road to school was the farthest road she had ever walked.

It's just a palm-long silver flask, delicate and small, with complicated patterns carved on it.

It was a very cute and lively baby. Because of him, Lu Xiangge stayed in the capital for more than half a year. It was not until the elementary education center and Qi Academy here were built that she came back on the pretext of paying homage to her parents during the Qingming Festival.

To Dongyang County.

Lu Sheige continued to shake his head.

Zhou Yang spoke slowly and talked about the places he had been.

I want to take a very slow carriage, slowly walk through the loess road, walk through the wasteland, walk through the fields with tangled branches and leaves, and see the scenery that I had no time to see under the lonely red and sunset.

Everything is so familiar and yet so strange.

Lu Shege shook his head.

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

Zhou Yang's eyes quickly passed over the armholes of the girl's wide pink dress, and he stretched out his hand to pinch a pear petal that fell from the dress.

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

astringent……

"Actually, I lied. That's not what I wanted to say. In fact..."

It is now the eighth year of the Great Shang Dynasty, Lu Hebei has been on the throne for more than a year, and there is also a young prince in the harem, born from the belly of Empress Gongsun, named Chen Luxing.

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

"drink."

Lu Sheige looked sideways at the foot of the mountain, thinking, what does she want to do now?

Zhou Yang walked slowly up the mountain. When the wind blew, the white pear petals wrapped around his robe and fluttered down the mountain.

bitter……

She suddenly had an impulse to see the world described by Zhou Yang.

Lu Sheige drank the last sip of wine from the wine flask and stuffed the small silver flask into his sleeve. It seemed that he did not intend to return it.

Otherwise, it is easy to be mistaken for someone with evil intentions.

This is probably another relic left by his mother!

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

It's the green plum wine from the third shop in front of the Meng Xue Museum. It tastes pretty good. The proprietress brewed it herself. The portion isn't too much. Lu Shege has drunk it twice and quite likes it.

During her four years in college, she was busy studying at school and looking for part-time jobs to support herself. She had no time, no money, and no interest in traveling to see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

"Say it."

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

"Have you ever seen the lonely smoke in the desert and the sun setting over the long river?"

Lu Sheige blew the mountain wind carrying the fragrance of pear blossoms while sipping the wine in the flask.

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

Wherever there is an oasis, wherever there is a desert, and wherever you reach the end of the mountain road, you will find another village with dark willows and bright flowers, as if you have arrived in a peach blossom garden.

Not to mention in this era, even in the modern era she lived in, boys could not just ask girls to drink as long as they were not in a bar.

Zhou Yang easily folded a wicker, touched Lu Sheige's arm lightly, and asked, "Do you want a drink?"

Lu Sheige raised his head and looked at the young man standing an arm's length away, "What are you drinking?"

"Then have you ever seen the vast sky and vast fields, where the wind blows the grass and you can see the cattle and sheep?"

If what Lu Sheige drew was just a blueprint, then Zhou Yang was the immortal who could summon skilled craftsmen to perfectly display everything she wanted to express before her eyes.

When the wind blows, the petals fall like rain.

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

"I just bought it in the shop." Zhou Yang raised the small wine bottle in his hand.

"Then have you ever seen the white egret island separated by two rivers outside the blue sky and three mountains?"

Zhou Yang, who was still talking just now, was still thinking about what he said about the sunset setting over the mountains. He didn't notice that Lu Xiangge suddenly spoke, and it took him a moment to react.

Zhou Yang chuckled lightly and spit out the petals in his mouth. Since they were bitter and astringent, why would he eat them?

"Because the great revenge 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 this was meaningless. Even if the great revenge was avenged,

No matter what the retribution is, we will never be able to go back to the past, and my mother will not be resurrected."

The wine should be something he sells casually, but the wine flask is definitely not.

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

Zhou Yang lifted up his robe and sat down next to Lu Xiangge, shaking the willow branch in his hand, "I have been to many places. During those years at the border, my uncle did not allow me to go to the battlefield because I was young. He asked me to go out and see more.

, maybe I can let go of the hatred in my heart and gain some enlightenment, so I went to many places."

Lu Xiangge didn't say a word. He followed Zhou Yang's example and picked up a petal from his skirt, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.

Maybe she drank wine, and the aroma of the wine diluted the aroma of the flowers, making her unable to tell whether the wine or the flowers were more fragrant.

Zhou Yang suddenly sat up straight and looked at the girl who was lowering her head and smelling the petals.

"Actually, the truth I want to say is... do you want to see the snow? I know that if we rush north now, we can still catch the last snow."
Chapter completed!