【053】暗夜黑影

    春翠又满脸陶醉地道：<></span>公主<></span>驸马每夜为您吹奏笛曲<></span>奴婢听得真切<></span>可是<></span>您怎的不以琴声相和呢<></span>琴笛和鸣才最美呀<></span><></span>

    百里落的脸色陡然一僵<></span>毫无预兆地一巴掌扇了过去<></span>恶声道：<></span>贱婢<></span>多事<></span><></span>

    春翠惶惶然<></span>捂着红肿的脸颊跪倒在大红地毡上<></span>完全不知哪句话惹了百里落生气<></span>只顾着求饶：<></span>公主息怒<></span>春翠该死<></span><></span>

    百里落美目闪过杀意<></span>惯常含笑的唇角一丝笑意也无<></span>警告道：<></span>以后在晋阳王府<></span>看到了什么听到了什么<></span>半个字都不准出去<></span>你最好学会装聋作哑<></span>否则<></span>本宫就让你真的变成聋子哑巴……<></span>

    春翠这才知道害怕<></span>更加大力地磕头<></span>前额一下一下重重撞在地毡上：<></span>是<></span>春翠明白了<></span>再也不敢了<></span>再也不敢了<></span><></span>

    百里落斜身倚在软垫上<></span>没再瞧她<></span>语气轻蔑：<></span>起来吧<></span><></span>

    春翠仍旧跪在那里<></span>只是不敢再出声<></span>右脸颊处有五个鲜红的指印肿的老高<></span>若是个手无缚鸡之力的弱女子<></span>不可能有这般的力道和狠劲儿……

    春夜寂静<></span>夜色越深<></span>寒意越浓<></span>车轮轧过地面<></span>发出咕噜咕噜的声响<></span>马车渐渐接近晋阳王府<></span>远远听到一阵悦耳的笛声<></span>

    乐由心生<></span>这笛声清远悠扬<></span>足见吹笛之人心胸开阔<></span>满含豪情<></span>然而<></span>若仔细听去<></span>悠远的笛声之中却又夹杂着丝丝缕缕的愁绪<></span>百转千回无可化解<></span>无端将听者的心神吸引过去<></span>随着乐声高低起伏<></span>心境亦随之辗转<></span>

    又听到晋阳王府内的笛声<></span>不用肯定是驸马爷<></span>侍女春翠将头更低下去<></span>再不敢开口议论半句<></span>车厢内一时非常安静<></span>百里落的目光望向笛声传来的方向<></span>眉头越拧越紧<></span>手心揪着锦衣的袖口<></span>缠枝花的花纹被生生拧皱<></span>指尖亦扭曲得生疼生疼<></span>

    ……

    礼闱已经公布成绩<></span>此次脱颖而出者<></span>皆称<></span>贡士<></span><></span>十日之后便是殿试<></span>由景元帝亲自考察<></span>然而<></span>殿试也不过走个过场而已<></span>对这些<></span>贡士<></span>重新排个名<></span>却不会再有人落榜<></span>换言之<></span>只要中了贡士<></span>等于大小都有个官可做了<></span>那些寒门学子的心可以稍稍放下些了<></span>

    然而<></span>墨誉中了头名<></span>又因为老爹墨相的身份被捧得很高<></span>自然比那些寒门学子更有紧迫感<></span>哪怕他满腹文章<></span>也颇自信<></span>半夜却还勤奋地挑灯读书<></span>用心准备十日后的殿试<></span>

    夜渐深<></span>伴读的小厮们都撑不住去歇息了<></span>他的书桌前亮着灯<></span>灯火昏黄<></span>他瞧了几行诗文便再也读不下去了<></span>索性丢下诗书<></span>铺开宣纸<></span>蘸墨挥毫<></span>几行小字很快铺满纸面<></span>工整的楷体<></span>书写尽蓬勃朝气<></span>昭显着他耿直刚强的少年心性<></span>不过<></span>那纸上的内容却轻易泄露了他的心思——

    <></span>对满目、乱花狂絮<></span>直恐好风光<></span>尽随伊归去<></span>其奈风流端正外<></span>更别有、系人处<></span>一日不思量<></span>也攒眉千度<></span><></span>

    书写毕<></span>墨誉低头瞅着字迹上未干的墨<></span>长长叹了一声<></span>少年不识愁滋味<></span>为赋新词强愁<></span>平日里忧国忧民<></span>个个踌躇满志<></span>思量着中举之后如何报效朝廷<></span>从未将儿女情长放在心上<></span>如今这是怎么了<></span>若是叫书院里的那几个挚友看到他的这副字<></span>指不定怎么嘲笑他呢<></span>

    一日不思量<></span>也攒眉千度……

    <></span>嚓嚓嚓……<></span>

    屋子里安静<></span>轻微的响声也听得分明<... -->>
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