消息是从宴席的缝隙里漏进来的。
那是个寻常的午后,萧家正厅里坐着几位从外地来的远亲,说是叙旧,不过是找个由头吃一顿好饭。萧战坐在上首,笑容和煦,右手边的紫砂茶盏已续了三遍水,话题从春雨讲到秋收,从族中子弟的婚嫁讲到周边几城的往来生意,像一条不紧不慢的河,漫得四处都是,却没有什么要紧的落点。
萧炎坐在父亲下手,左边第一张椅子,姿态周正,偶尔搭上一两句话,刚好够礼数,又不显刻意。
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