"Which handsome boy is that? Good temperament. "I haven't seen it, it's even a face. "It's a good thing to be able to make friends with this person. The readers talked a lot and politely stepped forward.

Xin Yi smiled back. She is accustomed to women's blessings, and now she wants to use the hand-waving ceremony between the princes, which is a little rusty, but it adds a different demeanor to her.

At this time, a young man finally walked up to the crowd of onlookers. When the others saw that it was him, they seemed to be in awe, and no one dared to steal the limelight, so they all stopped and quietly watched the man take the lead.

"This brother Tai, good demeanor, looks like an extraordinary person, I don't know how to call it? Courteous. The man leaned over and waved his hands, and the gentleman was humble.

Xin Yi's eyes flashed. Qinghe Cui's family, five surnames and seven hopes. Cui Yan's reputation as "extremely smart but fond of stealing treasures", she has also heard of it.

When I saw a real person today, I knew that it was not the appearance of the sharp-beaked monkey gills of the "gentleman on the beam". is clean, modest, and elegant, just an ordinary rich and noble scholar.

"Cui Gongzi is polite...... In the Lower Shing ...... Yi Xin ...... "Xin Yi almost leaked his mouth.

Cui Yan's eyes lit up slightly, and he took the tail of the folding fan and gestured in the palm of his hand: "The surname is Yi? Is it the descendant of the sage Yiyin, or the surname of the Hongyan Yiren?"

The last sentence made Xin Yi's heart chuckle. After looking around, the more lively she looked, she decisively dropped the sentence "Parents give surnames, how dare you discuss", turned around and left.

Although Wu Xiuyi allowed her to enter and leave the country, after all, as a civilian woman, it was too unprecedented. If it is stabbed out, everyone knows that the Confucian students outside the door of the Xin Mansion are afraid that they will directly slam the door and come in.

Seeing that Xin Yi didn't give the five surnames and seven faces at all, the onlookers were a little more surprised. Just as the school bell rang, the students entered the park one after another, and the excitement gradually dissipated.

Only Cui Yan's eyes swept through the essence of light, and he slipped the fan in his hand, and chased after him step by step.

Feeling the footsteps behind him, Xin Yi's face became more and more stiff. But no matter how fast she goes, Cui Yan is sticky like a dog skin plaster, no more, no less, just three steps away.

Finally, in front of a school, Xin Yi stopped, turned his head with a cold face and shouted: "Don't you have to go to school, what do you want to do with me?"

The corners of Cui Yan's lips hooked, and the folding fan pointed to the school behind Xin Yi: "This son is here to study." You followed me, why did I follow you? ”

Regardless of Xin Yi's black face, Cui Yan didn't squint, swaggered past her, and stepped into the school.

"Student Cui Yan has seen Liu Fuzi", and immediately, Cui Yan's voice of "humble gentleman" came from the hall, and he couldn't hear Fang Cai's "ruffian" appearance at all.

"It's a good country, and it's really a talent from all over the world, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. Xin Yi let out a sigh of anger and looked up at the plaque of "Guangye Hall" (Note 1) above the school, and found that an even more difficult problem lay ahead.

She didn't want to make too much of a show, so she couldn't sit in it in a grand manner.

Because the children of the powerful who went to school in the hall have been classmates for several years and know each other. I sat in the middle with a raw face, so as not to arouse curiosity and inquiry, and I could reveal my stuffing with just one mouth.

Xin Yi wandered at the door, and looked into the hall, Dr. Liu was talking about "Erya", and his face was not raw, he was one of the several Dr. Guozi who followed Wu Yu that day.

Dr. Liu naturally saw Xin Yi as well. He trembled his eyelids, and secretly said a few times, "Lord Sacrificial Wine said that it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter", so he didn't look over his head and pretended to be blind.

Only Cui Yan in the crack of the door curled his five fingers, knocked on his table, then opened and closed his lips, and silently signaled to Xin Yi "Yiluntang" (Note 2).

The sun is on the three poles, and the book is loud. Xin Yi was also embarrassed at the door alone, so he simply killed the horse as a live horse doctor, and went to Yiluntang according to Cui Yan's prompts.

In less than half a moment, Xin Yi found Yilun Hall. Seeing that it was the library of the Guozijian, the Confucian guards also secretly thought, "The Lord of the Wine Sacrifice said that it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter", and pretended to be blind to Xin Yi's entry and exit.

When Xin Yi saw the table full of tables in the hall, he understood what Cui Yan meant.

"This kid is not annoying. Xin Yi smiled, decisively rolled up his sleeves, and boldly chose a set of table cases and moved out.

So, she was so in a hurry, and moved the table case to Guangyetang all the way.

Then, as soon as the table was placed, at the door, Xin Yi sat down as if no one was around, took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and scrolls from the book basket, and began to study with the sound of lectures coming from the half-open door.

This scene is really a rare rarity in the capital for a hundred years.

Outside the Guangye Hall, the locust tree is shady, a case and a stool are placed under the shade, the case is on the four treasures of the room, a white-clothed "scholar" is sitting at the door of the school, listening with relish, sketching notes from time to time, solemn and incomparable.

The green shadow is like a dome, soaking the "scholar" in a pool of jade, and the sunshine like a copper coin sprinkles down, plating her star-like eyes brighter and brighter, painting the ink fragrance by hand, and the face next to the book is like jade.

This scene is strange and strange, but it is picturesque. Although it is not a hand-me-down Danqing under a famous master, it can teach people to look away.

However, a muffled sound disturbed the picture.

Another table was placed next to Xin Yi, side by side, and a man sat down as if no one was around, indifferently putting on the scroll of pen and ink, and making a gesture to go to school.

Xin Yi didn't turn his head. Because of the agarwood that came to her nose, she was too familiar with the people. She just took a low sip and blushed: "Everyone in the school is watching, in broad daylight, the son is also embarrassed." ”

"Why are you embarrassed?" Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, and he was confident, "My son and his classmates went to school, but they just sat outside the door, and there were rows of people sitting in the door, and there was nothing wrong with that!"

Xin Yi choked. Suddenly remembered that he had made men's clothes, in the eyes of the outside world, Jiang Li was sitting and studying with a "man", although it was weird, but it would not teach people to think of anything else.

"Flim Flam. Xin Yi snorted in disgust, concentrated on writing, and pretended to ignore Jiang Li.

"Aren't you happy?" Jiang Li also frowned as he pretended to be dissatisfied, "Your father forbade me to enter the Xin Mansion, where can I see you? I heard that you have been gifted by Wu Xiuyi and come to the country to listen to and learn." This son immediately followed, you have such a cold face?"

Jiang Li was not really angry. Where did he get angry, talking angrily, but his eyes couldn't stop looking at Xin Yi, at the eyes of Chao Si Dusk, at the lips that were haunted by dreams, and at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

However, Xin Yi thought that Jiang Li was angry. She hurriedly stopped her pen, glanced around secretly, and saw that no one was paying attention, so she quietly stretched out her hand -

From under the table, the slender hand reached over and scratched the back of Jiang Li's hand.

"Don't be angry. I rejoiced, rejoiced. Xin Yi's voice was like a mosquito and a fly, and the last few words were spit out, and the autumn water rippled at the bottom of his eyes.

Jiang Li felt a little crispy on the back of his hand, and his whole heart softened in an instant.

Flip your palm. Jiang Li suddenly held the slender hand with his backhand, and the corner of his lips hooked: "Qingqing's men's clothes are very beautiful today." Ben Gongzi also looked at it a few times before he was convinced that it was you. ”

Xin Yi felt the temperature of the man's palm in her left hand, spreading upwards from her arm, all the way to her heart, she made a gesture to break free a few times, and then obediently let him hold it.

"Yo, this girl has changed her dress, others can't recognize it, and Childe still can't recognize it? Childe is the same as others treat Qingqing. ”

The woman's deliberately lowered tone came out of the cherry mouth, silky, soft and glutinous, and it made people lazy to listen.

Jiang Li's throat moved. There was a kitten scratching at the bottom of his heart.

exegesis

1. Guangye Hall: This is the structure of Nanjing Guozijian. The archaeological party should not be delved into. Nanjing Guozijian has five halls for teaching and management (Rope Hall, Doctor's Hall, Classics Hall, Book Hall and Palm Food Hall), and six halls (Frankness, Cultivation, Sincerity, Justice, Chongzhi and Guangye Hall).

2. Yilun Hall: Formerly known as Chongwen Pavilion, it was built in the Yuan Dynasty and was the place where Guozijian collected books, and later rebuilt during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty and renamed "Yilun Hall".