These lines of words are round and straight, smooth and thin, but the strength of the pen is a little weak, which makes it hard to believe that a little girl can write it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Yi couldn't help asking, "This is your girl's handwriting?"

Ling Yan nodded with great certainty.

Xia Yi's words are studied under his father, Taichang Siqing Xia Yun is a rare young talent, at the age of thirteen, he was in high school to explore the flowers, his words are praised even by the saints, so Xia Yi is also deeply aware of his father's true biography in this regard, because as long as he made a mistake in his childhood, his father would lock him in a small study and let him transcribe the book, and he realized the essence of it when he wrote more.

Xia Yi pushed aside Fang Ziyu's head, slowly folded the prescription and put it in his sleeve, and said to Ling Yan: "Tell you girl, I received her apology, but remember that she still owes me a favor."

Ling Yan bowed and said yes, and then retreated in small steps.

Fang Ziyu kept watching Ling Yan disappear without a trace, and then raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Yi, "Cousin, which girl is her? I haven't looked at you for a while, you just get a little girl out, this is okay, I want to repair the book to my grandfather."

Xia Yi glanced at Fang Ziyu and said, "Have you been itchy lately, and you dare to inquire about my affairs."

Fang Ziyu looked at Xia Yi's eyes, and immediately retracted his thoughts to find out, for what Xia Yi wanted to do, he always just followed, firstly, because of his grandfather's orders, and secondly, he also knew that Xia Yi was far from being like he showed and only knew nonsense.

It's just that I don't know what the difference is about this girl who gave the five-color drink.

Xia Yi also didn't understand, there were many things about him that Fang Ziyu didn't know, but he never hid anything inconsequential.

Thinking of his guess just now, he secretly said in his heart, maybe because that person might be in Fengyang, he was more cautious about the people and things in Fengyang.

In the evening of this day, there was a lot of noise in the Mu Mansion, and many local officials in Fengyang came to visit Mrs. Mu uninvited, the purpose was very simple, in order to ask for a chance to show his face in front of the three princes.

The second wife, Chen, was busy with her feet and did not touch the ground, the arrival of the third prince was too abrupt, and there was no preparation in the mansion at all, but fortunately, the servants in the mansion were well-trained, and they had seen a lot of such big scenes on weekdays, so they would not be disorganized.

It's just that a lot of things have to be rearranged, a lot of things have to be re-purchased, and it's a bit hectic for a while.

In the end, it was the third wife, Rong, who recruited her mother's family to help with the banquet in a famous restaurant in Fengyang, and Chen had some respite, and then heard about what happened in Fangxie Courtyard.

The Chen family's housekeeper has been in place for several years, and she must be indispensable in this mansion, so she knows what is going on in the mansion faster than others.

Chen thought for a moment, and felt that he should talk to the old lady about this matter.

Xia Yi is a special existence for Mu Fu, after all, he has a marriage contract with Mu Zhiyan, and his identity is also more precious, and this matter has to be considered by Mrs. Mu.

So he went to Fangxi Courtyard without rest and non-stop, at this time the men of the Mu family were all outside to deal with the guests and the three princes and others, and the inner courtyard was much cleaner.

Chen did not stop and went straight to the main house where Mrs. Mu lived, but when she was at the door, she was told by the girl guarding the door that the old lady had not gotten up for a nap.

After all, Mrs. Mu is old, and she is very tired from entertaining the third prince today, and she has slept for almost two hours.

Chen hesitated outside for a while, thinking that this was not a very important matter, and simply went back to his yard to rest.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the outer courtyard of the Mu Mansion is far less clean than that in the inner courtyard, although many people come to perform in front of the three princes, but when they really face the three princes, they can't help but look a little restrained.

Xia Yi felt that today's dinner was very boring, so he was not interested at all, just poured himself a drink there, and suddenly remembered the five-color drink he tasted during the day.

Listening to the name is more tempting, but it tastes like no characteristics, on the contrary, the taste is a little bitter, but the taste of each color is different, I really don't know that the little girl has to give Mu Zhiyan the same treasure as a few flavors.

Mu Zhiyan, his former fiancée, the marriage contract between the two is like child's play, and the drunken jokes of the two adults actually combined the two strangely.

But fortunately, Mu Zhiyan has his own ideas, otherwise he would have to bother him to do it himself, although it also has the effect of fueling the troubles, but he still has to thank her for being able to make it happen.

After all, if he withdraws from the marriage, it will always have some impact on Mu Zhiyan's reputation.

Well, but now, Mu Zhiyan's reputation also has an impact on her reputation.

That's it, anyway, she took herself out, who made Mu Zhiyan more impulsive than herself, she did it herself one step earlier, and the Mu family would not let her reputation and future be ruined.

Xia Yi felt a lot relieved when he thought about it like this, and in a trance, he picked up the wine glass and put it to his mouth, only to find that the glass was empty.

Sighing lightly, he put down his wine glass, and looked at the three princes sitting on the chief and an official of Fengyang Mansion who was trembling and talking to the three princes below.

I really don't know what these officials think, I don't have two brushes to force myself to the third prince.

The banquet in the front yard did not disperse until the silver hook was hung high, and the three princes were vigorously respecting the old lady Mu today, which was longer than the birthday banquet of the old lady of Japan and South Korea.

All the guests also kept their eyes on it, thinking that they would go further in this matter of coming to the Mu family, maybe the two masters in Beijing were about to be promoted again, and they were more humble when they heard the sound of the strings and knew the elegance of the Mu family.

After the three princes left, the Mu family's dinner was over, and everyone said goodbye one by one.

The moon was setting in the west, and the noisy night finally fell silent.

In the Fang Xi courtyard, Mu Zhiyue listened to Ling Yan's reply in vain, this Xia Yi is a calculating person, she didn't mention others but refused to let go.

Fortunately, he is not the person who does not want to repay his kindness, and he did not let Ling Yan mention the words of thanks today because he was afraid that Xia Yi would think that he was insincere in apologizing, but now it is like this, very good.

So I ignored it and went to sleep peacefully, because of my brother's affairs, this sleep was extraordinarily sweet.

When I said hello early the next morning, the people of the Mu family obviously did not have the spirit of the past, and they were nervous for a day yesterday, and they did not recover after a night.

But the course of the primary school can not be delayed, and a few sisters went to the school with a lack of interest, but fortunately, today's course is to learn big characters, which is the favorite course of several little girls.

Because the teacher was a lazy man, he usually arranged several articles and assigned fonts for them to copy, and then sat behind the curtain and fell asleep.

This gentleman is an elderly man, it is said that he studied under the famous calligraphy master Yan Lanqing in the capital, and it was only because the children of the family offended a nobleman in Beijing that the family moved to Fengyang.

Mu Zhiyue knew that this gentleman said that he was Yan Lanqing's disciple, but he must also be the last among the disciples, she had seen Yan Lanqing's manuscript in Beijing, and the font was handsome and elegant, far from being comparable to this gentleman.

And when she was idle in Beijing for six years, she only had one way to pass the time, and her font was far from being comparable to these little girls in Mufu, but because she was not strong enough at her age, her writing was a little weak.