After dispersing, Shen Anyan paced back to Ronghua Pavilion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, a thin line of rain fell from the sky, hitting the person gently, softly.

"Miss, hold on to your umbrella. Yuxiang stepped forward, took an umbrella, held it for Shen Anyan, looked at the rain outside, and said, "Miss, look at how soft and beautiful this rain is, it has a bit of a feeling of water town Jiangnan." ”

Shen Anyan looked at the rain outside, such a familiar scene, how could she not remember the beginning of the nightmare in the capital. Whispered, "No, it's snow, Blizzard's foreplay." ”

"What, Miss, what did you say?" asked Yuxiang without hearing.

Shen Anyan smiled bitterly, "It's okay." Then he turned his head to look at Yuxiang, "Yuxiang, Jiangnan is your hometown, right?"

Yuxiang's eyes quickly slid a trace of sadness, and she was angry with hope, and said, "Yes, that's beautiful, I can't go back." But the Prime Minister's Mansion is also beautiful, delicate people, luxurious palaces, exquisite costumes, I have never seen it. ”

Shen Anyan looked at Yuxiang and touched her head, "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." ”

Shen Anyan remembered that in the previous life, Yuxiang told 9 that her hometown was in Jiangnan, where it was so beautiful and beautiful, and the rhythm of people's lives was slow, and she lived a comfortable life.

Unlike the capital, politics changes hands at any time, the situation is unpredictable, and the nobles of high-ranking officials and nobles watch the situation every day, change with the wind, and die in Huangquan if they are not very good.

People in Jiangnan like a comfortable life, while the capital likes luxury, gorgeous for the sake of being gorgeous, even if they are not comfortable.

"Then why did you come to the capital?" Once, Shen Anyan asked Yuxiang.

Yuxiang said that she was born in a wealthy landlord's family in the south of the Yangtze River, watched the lanterns during the Lantern Festival, and was abducted when she went out to play. Later, along with many little girls, she was transported to the capital and sold.

She couldn't remember where her home was, almost never remembered. She was just four years old during the Lantern Festival that year, because children are the best to sell, and those who buy lifelong slaves at high prices are aristocrats, and they will not buy a big child with a sense of autonomy. There is even a slang saying in the township that orphans can't be raised after the age of five.

So Yuxiang was still ignorant, living with the child bought by the Prime Minister's Mansion and raising her for two years, she knew that she had to work and serve the people who bought her. I've been brainwashed and educated since I was a child, and I almost forgot what to do.

It was Shen Anyan who mentioned it before she slowly remembered it.

When they arrived at Ronghua Pavilion, Yin Chenlang and Sheng Yu had already left, and they brought Wu out and told Shen Anyan that the lotus-shaped flying knife secret weapon had been given to Yin Chenlang and Sheng Yu, and they would ask as soon as possible.

Shen Anyan nodded, and after thanking her, she led Wu back to the ear room, continued to meditate, and Yingwen walked out of the ear room, "Fifth Miss, the clothes are tied! ”

Shen Anyan smiled, her room was really lively and warm, "Didn't you say don't call me Miss Five, but also added a preface, Five, it sounds really rusty." Yuxiang, help me put it away. ”

Yingwen took a few steps back, and Shen Anyan could be seen from the door of the ear room, and Shen Anyan walked to the side of the table, preparing to sort out the copied "Internal Training".

Then he handed the clothes to Yuxiang one by one and helped put them away.

Shen Anyan walked to the table and saw a piece of rice paper on the table, with vigorous and powerful words on the snow-white rice paper.

One stroke down, if the horse takes off the reins and comes to the dust, and like the dragon flying in the sky, it comes from nothingness, and returns to the void, and there is a universe inside.

Its color, its shape, its shade and dampness, its intermittent tossing and turning, the thickness and thickness of the dew are all variable, and the weather is thousands. Arrogant and domineering, unfettered at all, and even the whole line is down, like a fairy-like indulgence, coming and going without a trace.

There is still some resemblance to the person who writes, and sure enough, the words are like the person.

This kind of person who has the same words as a painting really makes Shen Anyan envious, this kind of word hides the edge slightly at the edge, and the edge is also subtle, profound, rigid and soft.

"Youzi said: 'Harmony is precious for the purpose of courtesy. The way of the first king, Siwei. Small and big reasons, some can't do it. Knowing and making peace, without etiquette, is not feasible. ’”

Shen Anyan looked at the painting, pondered for a moment, and turned around to look for a book on the shelf.

"Miss, what are you looking for?" Yuxiang and Yingwen were sorting out their clothes, and when they saw Shen Anyan suddenly turn her head and look anxiously in front of the bookshelf, she asked.

"No, you're busy, don't worry about me. Shen Anyan searched and searched, ah! found it, Shen Anyan took out a copy of "The Analects" and began to rummage through it.

Yin Chenlang's sentence, she remembered that it was on the "Analects", and when she looked at the annotations, she didn't remember it really.

The application of etiquette is precious, with harmony as the precious. The ancient monarch's method of governing the country is a valuable place. But no matter how big or small, just doing it in a harmonious way sometimes doesn't work. Harmony for the sake of harmony and harmony without courtesy is not feasible.

Shen Anyan looked at the Analects, leaning on the bookshelf, what does it mean?

A breeze blew, and the rice paper was blown up a corner, and Shen Anyan pressed the sleeper in front of her, and looked at the "Internal Training" that she had just copied.

Shen Anyan suddenly realized, it wouldn't be this.

I can't help but chuckle out loud, knowing and harmonizing, without etiquette, and not feasible.

Sometimes, traditional feudal etiquette is not feasible.

I was copying "Internal Training" just now, Yin Chenlang should have thought that he wanted to "change his face" and learn some stereotypes, although Queen Xu's "Internal Training" is good, it is a model for women, and it is called "Female Analects", but it is still too restrained and modest, making people the same and losing their aura.

Just like what is written in "Internal Training", not jealous or jealous, helping her husband take a concubine, this kind of person, isn't it numb, how can it be true love.

Shen Anyan chuckled, the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty thought that the dogma of the "Internal Training" should be adhered to in half and half, and more than half of them believed that they should abide by the etiquette. The other half believes that women should have aura, the Great Zhou Dynasty is an enlightened dynasty, and gambling books and pouring tea fragrance is the standard of virtue and elegance. The so-called beauty should take flowers as the appearance, birds as the sound, the moon as the god, jade as the bone, ice and snow as the skin, autumn water as the posture, and poetry as the heart.

Each has its own opinions, turnip greens, each has its own love, likes those talented women, mostly young talents, good readers, eager for the other half of the gambling books to consume the fragrance of tea.

Da Zhou does not impose regulations, just take their own hobbies.

"Shen Anyan, what are you looking at?" Yingwen found that Shen Anyan had been standing still for a long time, holding the "Analects" and staring at the table, and couldn't help but take a closer look and ask.

As soon as Shen Anyan turned around, she saw Yingwen's big eyes looking at her, "It's really scared of me, you don't make a sound when you walk." ”

Yingwen stuck out his tongue and smiled, looked at the table, and seemed to find something, "Wow!"

Yingwen held up the rice paper and looked left and right, "Brother, do you see if this is His Highness's handwriting!"

Yinwu looked up at Yingwen, then at Shen Anyan's helpless expression, and said, "Don't mess around, come back quickly." ”

Yingwen acted as if he hadn't heard it, "Senior brother, what does this mean?

Yinwu sighed, turned his head and continued to meditate, "I don't know." ”

Seeing that Yingwen wanted to speak again, Yin Wu interrupted: "The Third Highness looked at it casually just now, and it seemed that he had written something. By the way, this set of exercises was brought to you by Uncle Sheng Yu. ”

When Yingwen heard it, he ran over to take the classics and looked through them.

"Sheng Yu is not much older than you, right? The seniority is actually a senior uncle?" Shen Anyan asked in surprise, she had a little intersection with Sheng Yu in her previous life, although she was assassinated by Sheng Yu, but Shen Anyan was still very curious about this future martial arts alliance leader.

Yinwu nodded, "Well, Senior Uncle Sheng Yu is seventeen this year, and the age gap is not big, just three years older than me." Sheng Yu's parents are both hall masters, and they are not low, Sheng Yu has been a disciple in the department since he was born, plus he is extremely talented, and he is hard-working, so he was admitted to the inner courtyard very early. ”

Yingwen raised his head from the classics, "I'm five years younger than my uncle! ”

Shen Anyan nodded, she had heard that Yinwu and Yingwen were both from the outer courtyard to practice children, unlike Sheng Yu.

"What about Sheng Yu's parents, why did Sheng Yu never say that?" Shen Anyan chatted and asked casually.

Yin Wu shook his head, "He was only a few months old, and the two hall masters went on a mission, and Sheng Yu didn't have any impression of his parents at all. ”

Shen Anyan was speechless in shock, she couldn't see that they were all difficult to tell a story, and their experiences were extraordinary.

Maybe it's because he grew up alone since he was a child, desireless and ruthless, that he achieved Sheng Yu so early, the youngest martial arts alliance leader!

Shen Anyan chatted with them for a few words and fell asleep very early.

The schemes of the world and the cities, the joys and happiness of the world, are like clear streams, mixed with each other in the wind. It gushes out like a spring, trying to stop it, but can't stop it.

At night in the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was as quiet as water, and everyone fell asleep one after another, with occasional two insect chirpings and occasional fireflies flying by, bringing a glimmer of light.

The sound of the drums is melodious, and after a few beats, it's a new day.

Shen Anyan got up early in the morning to dress up, because Shen Shenyin said that today she would ask the palace grandmother to teach etiquette, and she should not rub slowly as usual, but should tidy up her appearance and go upright.

After washing, Yuxiang helped Shen Anyan make up, looking at the sudden dazzling array of jewelry, it is estimated that Yin Chenlang brought not only clothes but also jewelry yesterday. Shen Anyan chuckled and really broke his bank.

The extra clothes, Shen Anyan only said that it was the reward of the Hundred Flowers Girl, how many pieces are in a box, who can say clearly, and Shen Anyan's wardrobe can only be opened by Yuxiang and Qin's mother at will.

Shen Anyan picked up a butterfly golden step shake, thought about it, but put it down, picked out the inconspicuous flying butterfly ink snow carved treasure bun flower cui hairpin from the box, diagonally inserted rhinestone camellia painted silver Huasheng, hibiscus dredging ink top emerald beads swaying, with purple gold inlaid peony white jade scratching head.

Pale pink palace dress, the corners of the skirt are embroidered with light blue butterflies with wings ready to fly, and a layer of white light veil is draped outside. The silky ink-colored hair is pulled into regular sideburns, most of the hair is like fine silk, scattered around the waist, and the figure lined by the clothes is slender, and the waist is weak, which is even more beautiful.