"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate ......"

From the study next to the resting place of the masters in Nanxun Thatched Cottage, there was a male voice that was different from the voice change period, and the crisp and pleasant recitation sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ah Yao and Ying Niang follow the rhythm and rhyme, these days Ying Niang has almost recognized the words, after listening to them read the thousand characters of the hundred family names, and then draw red to practice the characters, the master who teaches will always take advantage of them to practice when they go out, but cover the door to leave a gap, and they will not come back until the end of class to check their homework.

Yingniang is smart, A-Yao has the experience of studying in her previous life, and she knows each other's tricks played by her master, and no one goes out.

In February, the sun is shining and the snow melts.

The snow is not cold in winter, how excited I was to see the snow at the beginning, and how much I hate it now, the melting of ice and snow in the north is the coldest time when the south is rejuvenated, the melting ice water is illuminated by the sun, refracting the fine light, the transpiring water vapor is everywhere, the wind carries the water vapor, and it is cold to the bone.

Ah Yao wears a cotton coat inside, a long jacket of safflower satin and clear water silk, a line skirt of Lianqing Hang Luo Yuehua, a green crepe inlaid pants under the skirt, and a Shenxiang-colored feather satin cloak is covered on the outside, and the copper duck hand stove is always carried on her body, and others seem to be extremely warm and dressed, but she is still shivering with cold, and she is reluctant to take off the cloak when she is baking charcoal in the house.

"We're going to go out for class later, can you do this?" Ying Niang looked at Ah Yao with a slight headache, Ah Yao's physique was too weak, the charcoal fire in the house was endless, and the arms in her arms were either soup pots or copper duck hand stoves, wearing thick clothes, and the arms under the long jacket looked like autumn lotus roots, section by section, white and tender.

"Yes. Ah Yao shivered, her jaw trembled as she spoke, "Come quickly in spring, I can't stand the cold." ”

"So we're going to go now, and we've got a long way to go. ”

She was answered by A-Yao's nod.

Today, the master asked them to go to the Huxin Pavilion on Jianhu Lake to go to class, and it was said that it was better to change places to enjoy the beautiful scenery and discuss with other students than two people in a room behind closed doors.

That is, on the Lake Center Pavilion, there will be male classmates.

Ah Yao didn't care, but Yingniang, there was still half an hour before class, so she urged her to hurry to the Huxin Pavilion.

The Huxin Pavilion is located in the center of Jianhu Lake, and you can walk in from the curved bridge of the Yangliu Embankment on the east bank. It is a single-eaves hexagonal pavilion, the pavilion can enjoy the four seasons of the grass hall in all directions, the spring flower corridor, the moonlight of the lotus pond in summer, the fish leaping lotus leaves, the moon in autumn, and the distant hill in the winter is hazy like ink.

When they arrived, there were already several students sitting on the beauty.

Yingniang was slightly stunned, A-Yao tugged at her sleeve and said, "There's still a place over there, let's go quickly." ”

Not only Yingniang was stunned, but several students in the Huxin Pavilion were also dumbfounded, very few girls came in the cottage, everyone looked at each other, and finally Pei Xingzhi came forward, on one side was A-Yao who Pei Shuo had brought home, and on the other side was Yingniang, the daughter of the mountain chief, he only thought for a moment, and then asked A-Yao: "A-Yao hasn't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to be here, did you and Yingniang come to Huxin Pavilion to enjoy the scenery?"

"No, we're here for class. Ah Yao completely ignored Pei Xingzhi's almost reminiscent opening and briefly explained their purpose.

"It just so happened that we were also in class. Pei Xingzhi snorted ha, Ah Yao nodded slightly, Pei Xingzhi had already branded an impression in her heart that she could not make deep friends and not talk to strangers, his impression of Pei Shuo was too great, Pei Shuo was influenced by him from time to time, and heard Pei Xingzhi's name from him or others several times.

It's hard to convince Ah Yao, some things have nothing to do with Pei Xingzhi, he is as innocent as a white lotus.

Therefore, she had no intention of talking to Pei Xingzhi more.

But Yingniang opened her mouth and asked: "Master Sun said that he will talk about 300 poems today, are you also talking about poems?"

"yes, it looks like we're still in the same class. ”

After a while, the servants of the cottage moved an interstitial screen of the winter picture of the cottage, which was between Ah Yao Yingniang and Pei Xingzhi, and divided the Huxin Pavilion into two places.

On one side are the two little girls A Yao Yingniang, and on the other side are the grass hall students led by Pei Xingzhi.

The students of the thatched cottage came one after another, in groups of threes and twos, and saw that the painting screen had split the hazy distant mountains in half, and the beauties were sitting against two girls, and on the other side of the painting screen were their classmates.

"How can there be two girls over there, where did they come from?"

"Have you come to class with us, what kind of system has become, there has never been such a thing before!"

There are many people, each holding different opinions, and under the chaotic voice, I don't know who proposed to make them quieter, but no one paid attention to it, and they were not afraid of Ah Yao at all that they would hear.

"Ignore them. Those who are not deaf can hear their words, A-Yao still trembles.

"Hmm. Yingniang replied in a low voice, twisting her fingers around the ribbon embroidered with verdant bamboo leaves, then biting her lip, pulling A-Yao to take advantage of the noise of the crowd, leaning into her ear and saying, "I'll tell you ......."

"Huh?" the voice was noisy, I didn't hear it clearly, Ah Yao said.

Yingniang's face suddenly turned red and pink, and she was shy and twisted, and told her again: "...... You are not allowed to tell anyone about it!"

Ah Yao nodded very slowly and deeply, Yingniang likes Pei Xingzhi, huh...... Yingniang originally liked Pei Xingzhi.

She was digesting the information.

But it is expected, Pei Xingzhi and Pei Shuo, the two cousins, are white and handsome, and their appearance is already superior, Pei Xingzhi plays the role of a humble gentleman every day, with a degree of advance and retreat, gentle and elegant, if she hadn't met Pei Shuo in front of her and was dazzled by his beauty, maybe she would have become a member of the crush on Pei Xingzhi like Yingniang.

But alas, there are no ifs in this world.

She got acquainted with Pei Shuo in the past, fate was entangled with him, and she also knew that Pei Shuo and Pei Xingzhi had a good relationship, but when Pei Shuo's reputation was ruined, where was Pei Xingzhi, not only did he disappear to maintain his good reputation, but he also had his figure behind the scenes.

Pei Shuo is still cuter.

"Pei Shuo, what are you doing?" Ying Niang's angry rebuke came from his ears, "I'll tell you, this is Nanxun Thatched Cottage, if you look like a prodigal son again, I'll let my father expel you from the academy!"

Ah Yao raised her eyes and saw Pei Shuo lying on the painting screen, waved her hand with a smile, and smiled when she spoke to Yingniang: "I know that you are a woman, my stepmother is also a woman, and my future wife is also a woman, I haven't seen a woman, it's not rare, just for the sake of classmates to see if you need help, I haven't said this yet, you blame and even slander for no reason, the mountain is long, do you have to apologize to me?"

The first half of the sentence caused the students to burst into laughter, and Ying Niang was so angry that her face turned red. (To be continued.) )