It was late autumn, and the weather was getting colder. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fortunately, Gu Xie Wu grew up in the bitter cold Liangzhou since he was a child, and this temperature is quite acceptable compared to Liangzhou.

On this day, there was no one around her, and she suddenly felt cold.

There is a faint pathos of displacement. If you don't see the beginning, it is difficult for a small family to become a climate. Even though the sun has been on the window, she still feels that there is no warmth between the world and the world, only that the autumn is cool and cool, and she is sparse.

The leaves of the loquat tree withered early, revealing a withered yellow.

The swaying is faint, the autumn frost on the leaves, and the mountains are sufficient. As far as the eye can see, add to the sadness.

This may be a woman's unique grievance that seeps into her bones, and then flows out of sight little by little.

She sat in the pavilion in the back garden of the Zhennan Palace, and stroked the piano like a crisp and bright piano sound, with a delicate, tactful and beautiful charm.

Only the garden is accompanied by chrysanthemums, black chrysanthemum, green chrysanthemum, purple chrysanthemum, golden chrysanthemum, white chrysanthemum, pink chrysanthemum, red chrysanthemum, marigold, mud gold nine rings, daisies, cosmos, cornflowers, dwarfs, white bachelors, and so on.

She suddenly remembered the poem about chrysanthemums: I would rather die with incense on the branches, how could it have blown down in the north wind.

The sound of the piano gradually smoothed, and she couldn't help but sing: "The injury is the most cold day at night, and the haggard people are unbearable."

Invite wine to destroy the intestines and get drunk three cups, and find the fragrance and dream five cold. The hairpin head and phoenix have tears, and I have no chance to spend it. Xiaolou is lonely and the new rainy moon is difficult to round like a hook. ”

Gu Xie Wu heard that King Qin's maternal grandmother, Mrs. Han, had died of illness yesterday, and he was fortunate to have time to see the old man for the last time.

After learning the news, Concubine Jin was heartbroken in the palace and cried to death, but due to the palace rules, she was not allowed to go home to mourn.

So King Qin did his filial piety on behalf of his mother, and now in the past two days, he is wearing linen and filial piety for his grandmother in Hanfu.

The prince of the royal family should not have been, but King Qin begged the emperor, and the emperor allowed it.

In the past, the officials impeached the king of Qin, and those who said that he was not good gradually shut up.

I heard that someone saw King Qin crying.

How sad is such a person to cry.

Gu Jiewu was very worried about him.

So today Yingge was not at home and went home to visit relatives.

When she finished reading, she suddenly heard someone clapping behind her.

She was startled, and turned abruptly, the tassel on her head swaying.

She sat in the middle of the pavilion, and the man stood outside the pavilion.

He is a noble son in a long robe.

It's just because the pavilion is higher, so Gu Xie Wu looked at him and looked down.

In fact, the man was a head taller than Gu Jiewu.

He stood there, dressed in a cyan brocade robe, covered with an azure cicada's wing veil, hazy as smoke.

makes his whole person look plain and elegant, like a scholar on a picture scroll.

The men who can enter the back house of the Qin Wangfu openly are naturally only the relatives of the Qin Wangfu.

In the novel, the young masters met the ladies in the backyard, and they were proficient in fiction.

Gu Xie Wu remembered what Yingge said yesterday, today the county lord of Yangping and the county horse, that is, Lu Shuangyu, the prince of the Wei Mansion, want to go back to the palace to pay respects to the prince and princess.

Gu Xie Wu squatted down and saluted, "I don't know which young master the son is?"

She can't just call her brother-in-law as soon as she goes up!

Don't say whether she's happy or not, I don't know if people are happy?

This is where the disadvantages of not being a slave are revealed.

If she takes the maidservant and he takes the servant, the subordinates on both sides will immediately ask, who are you!

It's not like I want to be there, my eyes are black.

And then......

Gu Xie Wu saw her brother-in-law's eyes, and showed great appreciation for her sister-in-law.

As a rule of thumb, it does not bode well for a man to appreciate a woman.

Lu Shuangyu returned the salute: "In the Lower Wei Mansion Lu Shuangyu, I don't know who Miss is?"

Lu Shuangyu guessed, the king of Zhennan doesn't like beauty, this one will naturally not be the prince's concubine, although the princess has raised a servant, but she is richly dressed and has an extraordinary temperament, so naturally she will not be such a pleasing person.

He thought it might be the aunt he had never met, but unfortunately the county lord never liked to mention his sister-in-law, so he wasn't sure.

Gu Xie Wu replied: "The little girl is the youngest daughter of the King of Zhennan. ”

Lu Shuangyu smiled calmly, no wonder the county lord didn't like to mention her, she didn't know that she was as rumored, beautiful, good-looking, and knowledgeable.

The county lord has been pampered by thousands of people since he was a child, and he may feel ashamed of himself in front of this sister-in-law.

Lu Shuangyu is very indulgent to his wife.

When he learned that he was going to marry a county lord in the future, his family warned him.

Although the county lord is his wife, he will be the county lord's county horse first.

What's more, the grandfather of this county lord is the Xue family, and his father is the king of Zhennan, which is different from the ordinary royal county lord.

Gu Xie Wu saluted again, and called out in a regular manner: "Hello brother-in-law!"

Lu Shuangyu said and asked where the poem just now came from.

Gu Xie Wu had no choice but to say that it was his own casual work: "The clumsy work is unbearable, which makes my brother-in-law laugh." ”

The so-called four sons of the capital are all extraordinary in literature, and it is a great honor for others to be praised by Lu Shuangyu.

It's just that Lu Shuangyu didn't expect that this aunt didn't seem to like to mention those poems.

Of course, Gu Xie Wu didn't think of using these verses to achieve the purpose of gilding himself, even if he had it before, he didn't want to it now.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that occasionally remembering a few words would make people feel how amazing she was.

But Gu Jiewu didn't know that the ancient poems that could be passed down were not simple, not to mention that the ones that could be written down by her were naturally the best among them.

It's not surprising that a casual sentence makes the world sigh.

Gu Xie Wu didn't want to talk too much to the husband of the stingy woman of the county lord of Yangping, and Lu Shuangyu's attitude made her uncomfortable.

Gu Xie Wu hugged his piano and said goodbye to Lu Shuangyu: "The scenery in the garden is very beautiful, brother-in-law, don't miss it, I'll leave first." ”

She didn't claim to be a dancer, because a girl's name can't be known casually.

It's just that it's not right to call yourself a little girl and a concubine in front of Lu Shuangyu, so she just said I'm fine.

Lu Shuangyu is not easy to keep, to be honest, he thinks this aunt is very interesting, and he wants to talk to her more, but unfortunately people don't seem to be willing to deal with him.

I had to give up!

It was in the garden that I walked up.

The garden of Zhennan Wangfu is really gorgeous, and the chrysanthemums that can be found in this world are basically here.

At the beginning of autumn, the flowers withered, and the back house of the Zhennan Wangfu family was still full of beauty.

It's just that in Lu Shuangyu's eyes, he can't see these colorful chrysanthemums, but from time to time he thinks of the glimpse just now, as well as the lingering and melodious sound of the piano, and that little poem.

Literati love words, and after lunch, Lu Shuangyu left his wife and went to Swallow Tower alone to find his friends.

He got a good poem and was busy sharing it with them. (To be continued.) )