"Send a letter? Send a letter?" Zhu Ming murmured, seeming to find some inspiration, and then said: "But I don't want her to know who I am."
Xie Fu asked again: "Is it far?"
Zhu Ming immediately said: "It's not far, it's very close."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "If it's not far away, I can do it for you."
Zhu Ming blurted out: "Okay." Suddenly he was worried about something and waved his hands: "No, no, how can I trouble you."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhu Ming smiled and said: "Thank you, Fu, is there any other way?"
Xie Fu said: "I'm a little confused. I don't know what you want to do. How can I find a solution for you?"
After Zhu Ming hesitated for a moment, he said, "I can tell you, but you have to keep it a secret for me and you can't make fun of me."
Xie Fu responded: "Okay."
Zhu Ming said while thinking: "It's like this, uh... I like someone, and I have a lot of things on my mind to say to her, uh... Her status is quite special, I can't get close to her, and I'm afraid she will look down on her.
I, I... I don’t want her to know who I am for the time being. I want to wait until one day when she truly understands me and knows how good I am, then I can tell her who I am.”
Zhu Ming's expression was not very clear, and he wanted to hide something, but after hearing the general idea, Xie Fu persuaded: "Zhu Ming, since you can't even get close to her, I hope you can think about it carefully, even if you
A true love may not necessarily lead to good results."
Good advice has always been unpleasant to the ears. When Zhu Ming heard this good advice, he felt as if Fu Xie was cursing him. He said displeasedly: "I asked you to think of a way, not to teach me a lesson. Just tell me if you have any way.
, you don’t need to worry about the rest.”
There is no use in persuading many things. Only after experiencing hardships will you give up. Xie Fu smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this?"
Zhu Ming said happily: "What can we do?"
Xie Fu said: "In ancient times, there were swan geese that conveyed messages, but now there are flying pigeons that convey love. You can buy a pigeon and train it and you'll be fine."
Zhu Ming suddenly realized: "Yes, pigeons can deliver letters without having to meet in person. Governments often use pigeons to deliver letters. Why didn't I think of such a simple method?"
Xie Fu smiled. Although it is simple, not everyone can think of it. This is the accumulation of life experience. How can you think of things that you have never thought about.
Zhu Ming suddenly added: "Buying pigeons is easy, but I don't know how to make pigeons deliver letters."
"The pigeon will return home. No matter how far it flies, it will eventually return to the nest. But if you want it to send the letter to the place where you want to send it, you need training. If you want to send the letter to place A, you just need to
If you feed the pigeons food in the first place, the pigeons will develop a habit over time..."
Xie Fu explained the training methods of homing pigeons in detail.
Zhu Ming frowned and said, "But how long will it take to train?"
Xie Fu knew Zhu Ming's thoughts and said with a smile: "If it's far away, it will take several months. If it's close, it will only take three or four days."
Zhu Ming was very happy when he heard this, "Thank you, Fu, thank you."
Zhu Ming immediately became energetic and left in a hurry, fearing that he had gone to buy pigeons.
When Xie Fu came to the river again, the familiar singing voice did not come as promised. He always came to Qinglian earlier than him. Maybe Qinglian would not come today, but Xie Fu still kept waiting until the time came. return.
Returning to a small courtyard in Yingyuan, a woman was lying lazily on a stone couch inside the pavilion.
She is wearing a moon-white gauze skirt, and her legs are faintly visible under the gauze.
Wearing a pale-colored double-breasted gown, the gown is only slightly closed at the slender waist, revealing a tunic embroidered with a wisteria pattern.
This outfit looks free and easy, but compared to the chest-length underskirts that are popular among aristocratic women in Chang'an, it has a bit more of the misty and tranquil mood unique to Jiangnan women.
She was lying on her side with her legs slightly bent, half of her arm used as a pillow to support her head, and the fingers of her other hand were holding a cattail leaf fan, but she was too lazy to move it.
A pair of autumn waves looked at the lotus pond next to the pavilion. The lotus flowers were in full bloom in the pond, and the gentle breeze carried the fragrance of lotus flowers.
Her delicate face is brighter than the lotus blooming in the pond at dawn. This beautiful and charming woman is none other than Lan Ning, the courtesan who returned to Yingyuan.
As the courtesan's wife, Lan Ning has exclusive access to a pavilion and a courtyard. The courtyard is not very big, and it has all the pavilions, pools, and pavilions. She is treated like a young lady.
On the Qili Shantang River, Lan Ning also has a painting boat of his own.
There is another property over there in Loumen, but it is far away, so I don’t live there often.
It's a rare cloudy day today, otherwise Lan Ning wouldn't still be in the yard if it wasn't early.
The little maid Juaner walked into the pavilion carrying a fruit plate and pastries, and placed the plate on the stone table. She thought Lan Ning had fallen asleep and did not make a sound. When she saw Lan Ning's eyes slightly half-closed, she asked aloud : "Miss, how about I go get you a pillow."
As he spoke, he stepped forward to pick up the long silk hanging from the ground, took the cattail leaf fan in Lan Ning's hand, and gently fanned her body.
Lan Ning said softly: "No, it's too hot. I have to go back to the house."
Until the cry of a dove broke the silence of the small courtyard, Lan Ning's long eyelashes moved slightly, but she did not open her eyes.
Juaner looked at the white pigeon that was pecking at the corner of the wall and said, "Why does this annoying pigeon come to disturb people's leisure every day? I will ask someone to catch it now and stew it for soup."
Lan Ning's lips moved slightly, "Let it go, it doesn't matter if it makes a little noise, at least it's a little angry."
Coo, coo, coo, the pigeons seemed not to be afraid of strangers. They pecked and approached the pavilion. Juaner scolded the pigeons: "You little beast, you are quite courageous. Why don't you be polite when you see my oiran?"
Lan Ning chuckled: "It's a beast, it would be nice if it could understand people's thoughts a little bit." After saying that, he sat up and looked at the white pigeon, "Juan'er, bring me a piece of cake."
Juaner thought the young lady wanted to eat, so she took a piece from the plate and handed it to Lan Ning. The young lady smiled and said, "Don't you want it to salute? I'll make it salute now."
Juan'er looked curious and saw the young lady breaking up the cake in her hand and throwing small pieces towards the pigeons. The pigeons pecked and moved in the direction of Lan Ning, as if they were kowtowing to the young lady. .
Juan'er couldn't help but laugh and said: "This little beast has a mean body. When he saw the lady, he couldn't stand up straight. He is just like those in the market..."
Lan Ning calmed down and interrupted: "Don't mention those people."
Juaner stuck out her tongue, knowing that the young lady was disgusted last time, so she didn't dare to say nonsense again.
This pigeon comes often, and it seems familiar but unfamiliar. It keeps getting close to Lan Ning, spreads its wings, flies lightly, and lands on Lan Ning's legs with its feet.
Juaner immediately scolded: "You are rude, you can easily desecrate the beautiful legs of the court lady."
