Chapter 260: It's always nice to recall

There is often a drinking party between the students and apprentices, in fact, it is to find a reason to gather everyone together, find an elegant and not boring place, drink wine, chant poetry, debate and play the piano, in short, the set of literary tricks of the reader, can be played.

If he didn't know that Yao Xi and Fushimi hadn't met, Xin Xiran would really suspect that Fushimi got rid of it. Although he was curious, since Yao Xian mentioned it, he asked, "Do you want to do it?"

Yao Yan spread his hands helplessly: "What should I do? ”

Xin Xiran immediately understood, and said with a smile: "It's simple, in my name, who do you want to invite?

Yao Shi saw that Qiu Ji had also gone away, and besides, he couldn't finish saying this for a while, so he said, "I'll write a rough outline in the afternoon and send it to the house for you." ”

Xin Xiran wanted her to run away, and said busily: "I'll come back tomorrow, and you can tell me again when the time comes." ”

Yao Xi didn't want to hide it from him, so he said helplessly: "Tomorrow, my father and my little brother are going back, I have to give them a ride, and I won't be free tomorrow." ”

Xin Xiran was stunned, "Ah? I'm just here for the first time, and my uncle and aunt are leaving? When will I leave? I'll also send it off." ”

"They're leaving early, so don't come here and get some sleep. I wrote it in the afternoon, let Lan Xin send it to your house, and in the afternoon I have to accompany my mother to pack my luggage, and I have to go to buy some things I need on the road. ”

Xin Xiran was very regretful, he originally wanted to leave a good impression on the second elder, and he didn't want to be ruined by Qiu Ji today, when will it be next time, he asked: "When will my uncle and aunt enter Beijing again next time?"

"I can't say, I'm afraid there won't be a next time. Yao Xian didn't want to continue on this issue, so he urged: "Hurry back, you leave a message for the doorman, don't be unable to enter the door at that time." She knew that there were more letters posted on the door of these aristocratic families on weekdays, and if anyone sent them to the house, it would have been piled up long ago.

"Rest assured. Xin Xiran repeatedly promised that he was reluctant to leave.

Lan Xin watched Xin Xiran leave, and then squeezed her eyes at Yao: "The girl is so blessed, I don't know where this young master is? ”

"It's just a classmate. Yao smiled and went to the kitchen.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks with Yan, Yao Xi went back to the house, Lan Xin saw her take out the pen and ink, so she consciously went over to grind, Yao Xi didn't let her do these jobs, but Lan Xin had to insist, she had no choice, so she had to let Lan Xin go.

Although she took out the pen, ink and paper, Yao Xi was not in a hurry to start writing, her eyes fell on the brocade bag given to her by Qiu Ji, what was it? She was curious, she wanted to open it, but she didn't want to open it, she was very contradictory.

It seems that as long as she has anything to do with Qiu Ji, things have become contradictory, and she has two little people in her heart, directing her left and right, making her unable to think normally.

Lan Xin couldn't wait, and couldn't help urging: "Girl, open it up and take a look, the things sent by Young Master Qiu must be good." ”

Yao Yan smiled: "Why are you more anxious than me." ”

"I'm not worried about the girl. Lan Xin grinned.

Yao Xi nodded slightly, then went to untie the rope of the brocade bag, and opened it to see that it was a scroll of paintings.

The person in the painting is wearing a bare-chested linen shirt, his hair is pulled up high, and between his eyebrows and eyes there is a bit of handsomeness and a bit of gentleness, neither like the man's rough and rough, nor the pretentiousness of the daughter's family, it is really ---- handsome, graceful, complementing each other, and has a unique charm.

Lan Xin leaned over to take a closer look, and said in confusion: "Girl, this is clearly your portrait, but this dressβ€”" She couldn't understand it, how could she dress like this?

Yao Xian, the woman in Beijing really didn't wear it like this, she was at home on weekdays to help with the fields, plus the body did not grow, her hair was tied up, she looked like a boy, she deliberately pretended to be a man that day, just to earn ten copper plates.

That was the first time she met Qiu Ji, Qiu Ji saw through her at a glance at that time, and then all kinds of things happened one after another, Yao Xi remembered it vividly, and now I think about it, although it was thrilling at that time, but it was very memorable.

She put the painting back into the brocade bag, took out a small wooden box from the cabinet, put the painting in, and there was a jade flute inside, the whole body was crystal clear, Yao Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, put the wooden box back into the cabinet, and then sat down and began to write.

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As soon as Qiu Ji walked into the east chamber, he heard the sound of things smashing on the ground from the upper room, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked straight into the courtyard.

The maid stepped back after serving refreshments, and Wei Za followed into the house, and then said, "Young master, why did the young master of the Xin family also go to Jinbuju?

Qiu Ji sat down at the desk, took a pen and paper, and said lightly: "Don't make trouble for her." ”

Wei Za's thoughts turned and he understood, if he let Xin Zhongqiao know about this, although Xin Xiran would not go to Jinbuju again in the short term, but it also brought trouble to Yao Shi, Xin Zhongqiao would definitely have to hold a grudge against Yao Shi.

He hurriedly admitted his mistake and said: "The little one is not thoughtful, the young master forgives the sin." ”

Qiu Ji didn't speak, only listened to the sound of the pen falling on the paper, and suddenly heard the fluttering of wings, accompanied by a pigeon's call, Wei Za walked to the window, took off the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet, waved the pigeon away, and then took a bamboo stick from the desk.

Poked out the note in the bamboo tube, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but say happily: "Young master, the refugees in Yuzhou have all gone to Wuzhou, and now there is a shortage of food in many places in Wuzhou, and they are all going to Youzhou." ”

This winter is particularly cold, with snow falling all winter in various places, but Yuzhou, which is in the north, is the most severely affected.

It snowed one after another, and in the past two months, hailstorms have fallen, and many houses have been smashed, not to mention many people. In particular, the Mianjiang River, which belongs to the north of Yuzhou, was the most seriously affected, and at least tens of thousands of people died of freezing and starvation in two months.

The prefect of Mianjiang handed over the disaster fold to Beijing a month ago, although the 800 miles were expedited, but the excerpt was still sent to Beijing more than half a month later, during which there was no solution, and the big households also had disaster relief, but in the end it was a drop in the bucket, so many villages began to take refuge in the south.

With the lead, there will be people to follow suit, Yuzhou is unable to stay, the cold winter is delayed, and such a bad weather, spring wheat has not been planted, more and more people flee south.

Qiu Ji hummed to indicate that he heard it, and said lightly: "Sooner or later, you will have to escape, if you don't find a solution, Yuzhou is only afraid that it will become a dead state." ”

He folded the written note, put it in an envelope, sealed it with wax oil, handed it to Wei Za, and said, "Send it to James's Mansion." ”

Wei Za sighed, carefully packed the envelope in the collar, said goodbye to Qiu Ji, and hurried out.