In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Sui was served by Cai Fu and Xin Yi, and as soon as he finished freshening up, he listened to Cai Fu's report: "The little lady will go to the Jingjing Garden first, and Cangsu sent someone to invite the little lady to come over, and she came over an hour ago." ”

An hour ago?

Zheng Sui was puzzled, "What's going on?"

The servant said that Lang Jun had copied the music score for a night, and he had not finished copying it at this time, so how could Cang Su persuade Lang Jun not to rest, and seeing that the sky was about to dawn, he sent the servant over and asked the little lady to come over and persuade him. ”

As soon as he heard this, Zheng Suiden became anxious, "Really, why didn't you wake me up earlier? Aya is so old, how can he stay up so late." With that, he turned and ran out.

The sky is gray, it is not yet bright, it is now the early winter, the cold air of the early morning is pressing, the dry grass outside, there is a thick frost, as if covered with layers of fine sand, Wuyi holds a cloak in his hand, and chases after him, Zheng Sui just went out, the cold wind blew, and he shivered firmly, and Cai Fu pulled her, so he stopped and asked Wuyi to tie the cloak to her.

"Where's the servant?"

Cai Fu replied, "I didn't let him into the garden, so I waited in the low house at the door." ”

Zheng Sui snorted, and couldn't help but ask: "Okay, why would Aya copy the music score?"

These words, Cai Fu and Wuyi could not answer.

It wasn't until he left the garden that the servant who followed him explained, "Last night, after the little lady and the two Xiaolang left, Lang Jun began to copy the music score, saying that since the music score was given to Deng Qilang by the hidden master, he would never be able to win people's love, but he really liked the music score, so he planned to copy a copy and still return the original volume to Deng Qilang." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zheng Sui only felt that it was not good to cry and laugh, and complained: "Uncle Cang doesn't persuade him." ”

Uncle Cang persuaded Lang Jun, but he didn't expect that Lang Jun was stubborn again, wanted to finish copying it earlier, and refused to fake his hand to others, so no matter how Uncle Cang persuaded him, Lang Jun refused to rest, and in the end, he drove Uncle Cang out, Uncle Cang couldn't do it, and seeing that the sky was about to dawn, he sent the little one over to invite the little lady over. ”

No wonder Uncle once complained in private that his father was half a madman.

When Zheng Sui arrived at the Shoujing Garden, the living room was brightly lit, Cangsuo stood at the door, as soon as he saw Zheng Sui, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his withered expression disappeared without a trace, and he ran to Zheng Sui and said softly: "The little lady is here." ”

Zheng Sui looked at the figure reflected through the window paper, "Aya is still copying?"

"Most of the music score has been copied, but it hasn't been copied, and Lang Jun won't stop. Cangsuo's haggard and tired face was full of helplessness.

"I'll go in and see. Zheng Sui walked to the door, just about to push the door, and whispered to Cangsuo, "Prepare some hot water for washing, and then let the kitchen get some food and bring it over, after staying up all night, you have to eat something." ”

"Don't worry, the little lady has boiled corn porridge in the kitchen, which is always hot, and it can be eaten when you bring it over. ”

Zheng Sui snorted, took off the cloak outside, handed it to the maid without clothes, and pushed the door in.

Just when he pushed the door, he just made a hoarse sound when he heard Aye's slightly hoarse voice coming from inside, "Lao Cang, I didn't let you in, get out quickly." ”

Zheng Sui came to the door, did not answer, and walked in.

When I got into the eye, I saw Aya kneeling in front of the desk, there were two glazed pottery bear lamps on the left and right on the desk, and he was writing hard, and he didn't even raise his head, until Zheng Sui approached, he raised his head, his brows were wrinkled, and he was about to scold, but he didn't expect it to come to Zheng Sui, and if he wanted to speak, he changed his life, "Xixi...... Why are you here?" the pen in his hand paused, frowned, and suddenly relaxed.

"Ayer. Zheng Sui walked to the couch and knelt down.

"Lao Cang called you over. Zheng Han's tone was firm, and he immediately scolded Lao Cang in his heart, and looked up at the window, the sky outside was gradually brightening, and he didn't expect this night to pass so quickly.

"How many more haven't you copied Aye?"

When Zheng Han heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then he sighed, "There are only more than thirty left, don't worry, Aya will be able to copy it soon." ”

Zheng Sui directly picked up the music sheet on the desk, bookmarked the page that Aya spread out, and closed the book, "Last time, the doctor also said that Aye's body should pay attention to maintenance, and you can't stay up late, Aya didn't sleep last night, and the remaining dozens of pages, I will copy it for Aya during the day today, Aya will wash up and eat something, sleep well during the day, and at night, I will copy the rest and bring it to Aye." ”

"Xixi, Aye, I'm in good spirits, the remaining thirty or so, Aya will be able to copy it soon, give me the scroll, you go back first." He was indeed in good spirits, and while copying in his hand and pondering the words and songs in his heart, he had only joy in his heart, and he did not feel tired at all, and he did not even yawn a night this night.

"Aye, if you don't listen to Xixi, I will take this music score, as well as most of the volume you copied, and burn it. ”

"Nonsense. Zheng Han hurriedly grabbed the desk, and he copied the music score for a night.

When I got into the eye, I saw Aya kneeling in front of the desk, there were two glazed pottery bear lamps on the left and right on the desk, and he was writing hard, and he didn't even raise his head, until Zheng Sui approached, he raised his head, his brows were wrinkled, and he was about to scold, but he didn't expect it to come to Zheng Sui, and if he wanted to speak, he changed his life, "Xixi...... Why are you here?" the pen in his hand paused, frowned, and suddenly relaxed.

"Ayer. Zheng Sui walked to the couch and knelt down.

"Lao Cang called you over. Zheng Han's tone was firm, and he immediately scolded Lao Cang in his heart, and looked up at the window, the sky outside was gradually brightening, and he didn't expect this night to pass so quickly.

"How many more haven't you copied Aye?"

When Zheng Han heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then he sighed, "There are only more than thirty left, don't worry, Aya will be able to copy it soon." ”

Zheng Sui directly picked up the music sheet on the desk, bookmarked the page that Aya spread out, and closed the book, "Last time, the doctor also said that Aye's body should pay attention to maintenance, and you can't stay up late, Aya didn't sleep last night, and the remaining dozens of pages, I will copy it for Aya during the day today, Aya will wash up and eat something, sleep well during the day, and at night, I will copy the rest and bring it to Aye." ”

"Xixi, Aye, I'm in good spirits, the remaining thirty or so, Aya will be able to copy it soon, give me the scroll, you go back first." He was indeed in good spirits, and while copying in his hand and pondering the words and songs in his heart, he had only joy in his heart, and he did not feel tired at all, and he did not even yawn a night this night. RS