Yizhi stood under the porch outside the door of Banyuan Ju to feed the narcissus, and when he saw Yan Qi coming over with a crutch, he bowed his head with a smile, Yan Qi greeted him and asked, "What is the uncle playing in the house by himself?"

Yizhi's eyes moved slightly, and he replied softly, "Mrs. is here, and she is talking to the master in the room." ”

Yan Qi looked at his imperial crutch, and now he walked back, and he would come back in a while, it was also a little troublesome, and he was about to say that he would go to the nearby waves for a while, when he saw Yizhi stretch out his hand and make a gesture of please: "Miss Seven, you can go to the room first and wait." ”

Opposite to the study is Yan Zike's bedroom, a simple single black lacquered wooden bed, hanging a white background of the ink plum blossom gauze tent, the small kang near the window is made of emerald green aventurine stone, but to this clear and cold room to add a little color, the black lacquer small kang table placed a stoneware vase, a few pink and white daisies are inserted in the bottle.

Mr. Yan's girlish heart. Yan Qi estimated that these flowers were picked up from the garden when he came back, sat down and smelled them, and sure enough, there was still a residual smell of earth.

Four branches brought tea and a few plates of Yan Qi's favorite dried fruits up, and then withdrew from the room with a branch, the tea is the Ming Dynasty Longjing, the tea industry has a saying called "Ming Dynasty tea, more expensive than gold", like this Ming Dynasty Longjing is as high as half a pound of gold, Yan Qi cautiously and reverently took a sip, and then decided to go to her uncle every day to rub the tea and drink it during the recuperation period, until his cellar was drunk.

Drinking tea quietly in this room, the voice in the study came faintly, Yan Qi's ear power was good, and he could still hear it clearly through the two carved wooden doors and windows, not to mention that Mrs. Yan seemed to be emotionally unstable at the moment, and her voice was not low-

"Master, this family affair is the right one, and the old lady also agreed, since ancient times, the family affairs of children are the orders of their parents, and a child's family is shocked, where can he be the master of the marriage by himself?

Yan Zike's voice sounded unhurriedly: "The scientific expedition is imminent, this matter should not be mentioned for the time being, so as not to be distracted." ”

"It's okay not to tell him, it's up to his parents to decide, set it for him first, and then tell him the same after the exam. Mrs. Yan fought hard, and there was a trace of imperceptible ...... in her tone Grumpy, "Although the third lady of the Li family is a concubine, she is better than her good appearance, smooth temperament, and I have heard that she reads a lot, and she just adds fragrance to the red sleeves when she passes the door, and she can't ......match it anymore."

"Miss Li Jiasan," Yan Zike's slightly mocking voice faintly intercepted her words, "Although she looks good, she can't hear the sound in one ear, because she was slapped by her master mother when she was a child, and she was deaf in her ears; Fang Xin, although Jinglan is a concubine, she is not inferior to his brothers and sisters, it doesn't matter if the woman is a concubine or a concubine, what matters is that the two children can be in love and can live without relying on their parents. If you want to go to the official career in the future, it is inevitable to socialize, Miss Li Jiasan is not suitable to be his virtuous helper, if you want to explain this matter, you can list the list of candidates for me, and you don't have to tell the old lady, the old lady has always rarely interacted with the official circle, Miss Li San, she may not have seen it with her own eyes. ”

The implication is that the reason why the old lady allowed Miss Li San is that she only listened to the dictation of the eldest lady's artistic processing.

I didn't hear Mrs. Yan speak for a long time, Yan Qi speculated that she probably felt embarrassed now, just like the most typical housewife, she refused to find the best marriage for her concubine, she wanted to marry a virtuous wife, she really wanted to let her marry a virtuous wife to enter the door, and the most threatening was probably her (her own sons), of course she wouldn't like to see the concubine's life prosperous better than his son, because the concubine was born to her husband and another woman, this is a stinger that can never be eliminated, no woman will not care, will not feel pain, if you are really willing to do your best for the sake of the concubine, then you will really become a saint。

It's a pity, Yan Qi looked at the stoneware teacup in her hand, if the eldest lady knew that Aunt Yang was not Yan Zike's concubine, and the third young master and the sixth girl were not Yan Zike's children, what would she think?

It's just that she did it too obviously this time, and she didn't even bother to hide her high-sounding cover-up, she seemed to be in a hurry, in a hurry to send her concubine, and the next one was her own son, then the youngest daughter, and then what? She probably didn't care about the rest of the concubines, what did she want to do in such a hurry? Maybe not why, but she had lost her patience, lost her patience, was easily irritable, and had no pursuit of her original life, and even seemed to have a deep love for her husband slowly withering...... This man is dying in her shell.

The footsteps of Mrs. Yan Da when she left sounded a little lost, Yan Qi looked out of the window and saw that the maid named "Liangduo" appeared out of nowhere, quietly followed behind her, and slowly disappeared from view.

The bedroom door rang, Yan Zike walked in, glanced at Yan Qi's face, then looked at her injured leg, and said, "Are you better?"

"It's much better, the medicine rewarded by the emperor really has a miraculous effect, and I guess I can go to school in early May. Seeing Yan Zike sitting down on the other side of the kang table, Yan Qi poured him tea.

Yan Zike drank the tea slowly for a while, and didn't speak for a long time, Yan Qi was also silent with him next to him, until a bright moon rose on the branches of purple magnolia flowers outside the window, and he seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, put the teacup with only the residual tea in his hand back on the kang table, and tilted his head to look at Yan Qi: "What are you looking for me?"

"A few days ago, I invited Ah Yue and Xiao Lotus to come to the house to chat," Yan Qi roughly told Yan Zike what the three of them said that day, and finally said, "I don't know if this can be regarded as a clue, although in the end we also feel a little ridiculous." ”

"Since I have doubts about this serial case, I have reviewed the files of all the murder cases that have occurred in Taiping City in the past twenty years," Yan Zike did not feel that the clues provided by Yan Qi were naïve nonsense, but seriously analyzed with her, "Most of the cases that have been found to be similar to the serial guided murder cases are concentrated in the past three years, some of which I have personally handled, and some of which have been handled by Xiaohua, and in many of the cases handled by Xiaohua, none of the three of you were present, so this clue cannot be fully established." ”

Xiaohua is Qiao Lezi's word, Yan Qi patted his chest when he heard this: "I'll rest assured, otherwise I really thought it was a side effect of the crossing." ”

Yan Zike seemed to be a little tired, took off his shoes and crossed his knees, put his chin on the kang table, and his eyes moved slightly: "However, one thing is right, during the time we were not in Saibei, there was indeed no similar case in Kyoto. ”

“…… I was relieved too early," Yan Qi put down his hand, "So it's still very likely that it has something to do with me?"

"It's still a little early to draw conclusions, and it's not impossible to say it's a coincidence," Yan Zi said, "Don't worry about this, if you encounter a banquet again, pay more attention to safety." ”

"Good. Yan Qi refilled his and his own cups with tea.

"You just said 'crossing'," Yan Zike's topic changed suddenly, "referring to the events of your past life?"

"Ah, in fact, for now, it should be considered the afterlife, probably a thousand years from now. Yan Qi said.

"A thousand years later......" Yan Zike propped his chin, and his eyes flowed with ripples in the light and shadow of the glass lamp, "What was the world like at that time?"

"The changes are unimaginable," Yan Qidao said, "For example, the houses we live in, most of the ones we live in now are one-story or two-storey, and after a thousand years, people live in buildings, and those buildings have 20, 30 or even nearly 100 floors, which is the real 'Guangsha'." ”

"Guangsha. Yan Zike was like a child listening to a fairy tale at the moment, his eyes were full of fantasy, "What else?"

"There are many, many more, too many to count," Yan Qi also raised his chin, "It will probably take several years to talk about it day and night, do you really want to listen?"

……

When Yan Qi got up the next morning, she opened the letter that Yuan Changtuo Yan Zike forwarded to her - she talked with her uncle until the middle of the night last night, and when she came back, she fell asleep, and only after grooming and eating breakfast did she sit on the rattan chair in the courtyard, and opened the letter while breathing in the fresh air of the spring morning, and a string of not-so-beautiful handwriting came into her eyes:

"How's the leg injury?" - even the title was omitted, and the text began straight to the point, "I have also been detained at home for a while, reading books and practicing martial arts every day. ”

Reading...... Is it a martial arts script? Yan Qi thought.

"—of course not a martial arts script. The writer seemed to know what this person would think, and immediately refuted it in the next sentence, "It is a book of war, a chronicle of geography, a chronicle of scenery, and various travelogues." Speaking of travelogues, "Journey to the East: Food" says that there is a restaurant in Yima County, on the eastern outskirts of the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, where it is a must to make silver wire stew, do you know how to do it? It is to hollow out all the bean sprouts, peel the skin and cut the bones of the fresh mandarin fish or sea bass, remove the bones and grind them finely, make fish paste, and then pour in the bean sprouts, and when frying, use chicken fat, put the stuffed bean sprouts in the pot and fry them over a high heat......

…… Ma Dan, is this deliberately to covet people? Yan Qi wanted to tear up the letter.

"Collect your saliva," the person who wrote the letter knew her foodie very well, "I sent someone to invite the master of the restaurant who specializes in silver silk stew, and Ming'er will be able to arrive in Beijing, so you can wait at home to eat." ”

The "Ming'er" in the letter is today, spanning two days and two places to feed.

"I've been practicing archery at home for the past few days, and I suddenly encountered a problem. This is followed by a few scholarly discussion threads, ending with the words, "Above, gone." The payment is "Yuan Tianchu".

Yan Qi walked back to the study from the courtyard, sharpened the ink and dipped the pen, spread out a piece of letter paper and wrote on it: "Letter received." "-also omitted the title, "The recovery state of the leg injury is gratifying, don't read it." The silver silk stew has not yet been eaten, and I will come back to review it after eating. Regarding the question you mentioned, do you know the bowstring gap positioning method and the face gap positioning method?" followed by a three-page archery discussion post, which ended with the words, "The above is gone. The inscription is "Yan An'an".

As soon as the letter was written, Xiao Shiyi came over to visit the door, staggering in, carrying a small bucket and shovel in his hand, and wanted to go outside with Yan Qi to play in the sand. Brought sand bricks and wood from outside, all piled up there, a few days ago was seen by the passing Xiao Eleven, immediately fell in love with the sand, it is estimated that it is because I have lived in the desert border city since I was a child, and I have a sense of intimacy when I see the sand.

I heard that Xiao Eleven likes to play with sand, the old lady immediately asked people to sift out a few stones of sand, not thick or fine, thick for fear of scratching him, thin for fear that he would accidentally suck into the lungs, and even let people wash the sand with water a few times, dried it and spread it on the outside of the bamboo forest in the summer residence, quietly, there is a lake not far away, and it is also eye-catching.

Xiao Shiyi played for a few days and was still interested, and today he came to ask Yan Qi again, and after blowing her legs, he took her out, followed by a group of nurses and bodyguards, and a group of people stood next to the sand pile and dutifully watched the sisters and brothers play with sand.

When it was time to eat at noon, Sizhi sent a food box, opened it and saw that it was a silver silk stew, Yan Qi didn't know how this thing was transferred to Sizhi's hand, after thinking about it, he still went back to the room and sealed the reply letter and handed it to Sizhi, Sizhi didn't ask much, took it and left.

In the evening, Yan Qi went to Banyuanju again - her uncle had already booked tonight's activities, and he wanted to continue to listen to her stories about the future, and after today's update, Yan Zike gave her another letter before leaving...... Yan Qi was also a little drunk, and classmate Yuan Tianchu really dared to treat her uncle as a courier brother.

Returned to his room in Xia Ju, sat under the lamp to open the letter, and saw that it was still the handwriting of punches and kicks, and the three big characters "Yan An'an" at the beginning were written, and it looked like he was beaten: "The letter was received." I tried it the way you said, and it worked. I just flipped through the "Journey to the East: Jingbu", and saw a passage that I don't know whether it is a legend or a real experience, it is very interesting, saying that there is a Longquan Mountain in the east, whenever the smoke and rain are obscure in spring and summer, you can see that there are one or two magic lamps on the mountain, and suddenly turn into tens of millions of lamps, burning mountains and valleys, and disappear after a few hours - what do you say is the reason for this? By the way, I sneaked to Beijing this afternoon, and saw that they were all equipped with newly-made swallow flying bows, I tried it, and it was very different from the traditional bow. Why did you do it like that? What are the advantages of Yu Shiji? What is the basis? Yuan Tianchu. ”

Yan Qi wrote a reply the next day, but it was not good to trouble the courier brother Mr. Yan to send a message, so he pressed the letter first, but when he went to Banyuanju to update the future story in the evening, Yan Zike took the initiative to ask her: "There is no reply to Yuan Chang?"

"Uh...... I can't bother you anymore. ”

"Lend you six branches to deliver the message. Swallow said.

“…… "This still renews a branch every once in a while?"

"Liuzhi is the shopkeeper in the Hengtang Pavilion. Swallow said.

"What is the Hengtang Pavilion?"

"A small teahouse in the most prosperous area of Beijing, where ordinary people come in and out every day. Yan Zi Ke said, "That teahouse is my private property, don't tell anyone." ”

"...... used to earn money here, "Okay." ”

"The civilian teahouse is the place where the world's news is distributed. Yan Zike added.

Yan Qi understands this, the most prosperous area in Beijing, the teahouse that is the easiest to hear the world's gossip news, put his own person there to be the shopkeeper, whether it is news in Beijing or outside Beijing, he can always hear some more or less here, no wonder this comrade does what the emperor can only do with brocade guards, only with good ears and eyes can he seize the opportunity in everything.

So Yan Qi gave the letter to Liuzhi, and Yuanchang's people went to Hengtang Hall to find Liuzhi to take it, this world is open, and letters between men and women on weekdays are not allowed to be given privately as long as there are adults in the family who know about it.

There are letters coming and going every day, in addition to Yuan Chang and Wu Yue, who are almost one a day, and Lu Rong and Cui Xi come from time to time, and even occasionally carry Wu Ting's letter and the letter written to her by her teammates of the comprehensive martial arts team, the content is nothing more than forcing her to quickly heal her injury, and if she can't return to the team in May, she simply breaks her leg, and she can't play for this team, what use do you want this iron rod to do!

Therefore, Yan Qi's days of recuperation are not boring, he sits at the desk every day as if the emperor was in the court, and opens the imperial review one by one, Wu Yue's letter is basically a gossip channel, Lu Lotus is a small and fresh literary fan, Cui Xi's is an essay, Yuan Chang's ...... There are basically three things to discuss with her: food, beautiful scenery, and archery.

When Yan Qi's leg injury was almost enough to go to school, it was already mid-May, and the day before returning to school, he sorted out all the letters he received, looked at the large stack of letter papers belonging to Yuan Chang, and suddenly realized something...... Yuan Chang's goods have really grown a lot, and this scheming is actually playing quietly...... Food, beautiful scenery and archery are her favorite topics, and his letters have always revolved around these three topics, he knows that she will never neglect archery, she will definitely discuss with him seriously, so every letter he asks questions about archery, ask her to answer, and she naturally corresponds with him in this way, and the estrangement and embarrassment that had been rejected in Saibei seem to have been slowly diluted by this chatty letter.

But he always knew that his master was sent to other provinces, and he was reused in the open, but in fact he was decentralized, and now Yan Zichen's reputation is as good as the sky, and in the minds of the subjects of Kyoto, it is no less than the existence of the arrow god, he ...... What would you think? 166 Reading Network