Stepping into the bell tower, Luo Jinyan smelled a faint aroma of wine. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Some people drink, some people drink in the pure place of Buddhism!

Liao Yun sniffed, and he smelled it too.

"It's ...... What kind of wine? so fragrant?" he asked, for men could drink some wine more or less, and so did he, but this was the first time he had smelled it.

Luo Jinyan's eyes sank.

This is a jade pot white, tribute wine.

Unless it is given by the emperor, even if you are a prince, you can't drink it.

Some people drink wine on the bell tower of Guangji Temple, and they drink the priceless jade pot white.

Fang Cai's good mood on the chain bridge was gone, and Luo Jinyan didn't say a word.

The jade pot is white, and Zhao Ji often gives the jade pot white to his courtiers.

And so it is with her, that she is only a drinker, and it is not uncommon for her to be rewarded.

Luo Jinyan felt that he had become a snake.

Could it be that Zhao Ji is coming?

I thought it was a child from a family who took the family's imperial wine and ran here to drink.

Luo Jinyan breathed a sigh of relief, but he no longer had any interest in enjoying the beautiful scenery. She and Liao Yun left the bell tower and returned the way they came.

Later, Luo Jinyan knew that after she left the dormitory, Xia Zhi woke up, Xiao Han and Xiao Xue learned that the young lady ran out by herself, Xia Zhi did not make a noise, and quietly went out to find her, most of the incense in the temple were female dependents, Luo Jinyan let Fang Jinniu and Teng Bupo stay outside the temple, Xia Zhi became more and more worried, and met Liao Yun when he walked to the grove, Liao Yun saw that she was alone, so he guessed a few points, but he didn't expect him to find the chain bridge.

Back in Poplar Hutong, the Huo family in Fennel Hutong has come and has been waiting all afternoon.

Luo Shao was taken aback, if it was just to send a letter, put the letter down, there was no need to wait all the time, could it be that the teacher had something?

Luo Shao walked briskly into the door.

Liao Yun sent Liao Xue back, Li Qingyue sent Luo's father and daughter back, Luo Jinyan saluted Li Qingyue and said goodbye, and also entered the house.

She sent Xiaoxue to her father's side to see who the Huo family had sent.

After a long while, Xiaoxue came back: "Miss, it's the eldest young master of the Huo family who came, he brought a letter, and the master was very happy after reading the letter, so he left the eldest young master Huo to eat." ”

It doesn't seem to be a bad thing, Luo Jinyan is a little relieved. She didn't like the vegetarian food of Guangji Temple, and she didn't eat a few bites, she was already hungry at this time, so she wrote a menu and asked Xiaohan to send it to the stove, and she was about to eat a few pieces of dim sum to cushion her stomach, when she saw the heavy snow running in: "Miss, the distant mountains are coming, and the master invites you to come over." ”

Luo Jinyan did not slack off, and changed into a begonia red plain makeup gown worn by common customers at home, a moon-white threaded skirt, and a small beaded flower on each of the double snail buns.

The person who came was Huo Xing.

He was dressed in a snow-blue silk jacket, and seemed to have grown taller than the last time I saw him, and the thirteen-year-old boy stood there quietly with a calm face, not smiling.

After seeing the ceremony, Luo Shao said to Luo Jinyan: "Your brother Huo Shi is going to end next year, and my teacher wrote to me and asked me to guide his craftsmanship. From tomorrow onwards, I will let him move to our house for a while. There is also a cross-courtyard next to it, you can ask people to clean it up. ”

Luo Jinyan was a little surprised, but he also felt reasonable. I heard that in the countryside all these years, Mrs. Guo has not neglected the teaching of her children and grandchildren, Huo Xing and Huo Chen have both worked hard, Huo Xing is thirteen years old this year, and it is time to end.

After a few words of greeting, Luo Jinyan said goodbye and asked Chang Gui's daughter-in-law to take two rough maids to clean up Huo Xing's residence. This cross-courtyard is in the Sanjin courtyard, and across the courtyard is Luo Jinyan's small courtyard. Jiao Wei, Chen Zhen and Chief Lin lived in the wing room of the second entrance, the family population was simple, and there were many vacant houses, Luo Shao let Huo Xing live in a separate courtyard, obviously wanting him to study quietly.

Luo Jinyan asked people to instruct the tent room and give Huo Xing a monthly amount of silver. Her monthly routine is ten taels per month, and she set Huo Xing fifteen taels per month, and told the stove that if Huo Xing has guests, it will be according to her standard. After all the arrangements were made, she asked the needlewoman to make the clothes, shoes and socks for Huo Xing to wear at the moment, and when it was time to make winter clothes in August, she also made them for Huo Xing.

The next day, Luo Shao learned of Luo Jinyan's arrangement and was very satisfied, but he raised Huo Xing's standard for receiving guests, the same as himself.

Luo Jinyan secretly thought that his father attached great importance to Huo Xing, and he was completely treated as the eldest son in the family.

She really wanted to ask her father, if Huo Xing was admitted to Xiucai next year, would he continue to live here until he was admitted to the Juren and Jinshi?

However, when Huo Xing returns to Zhejiang to participate in the county test next year, the Huo family is afraid that he will have already moved out of Fennel Hutong, and he will no longer have to avoid anything at that time.

In a blink of an eye, it was early August, and Luo Jinyan received another letter from Zhang Guangshun.

Since this spring, when his uncle Li Yi came forward to ask the magistrate of Yangzhou for help, Zhang Guangshun's letter arrived in Yangzhou, Gao Ming sent the letter to the capital with an expedited 600 li that only officials can use.

In this way, it is a month faster than before.

Zhang Guangshun said in the letter that with the help of Shen Sanbai, they caught up with the eunuch supervisor who was responsible for purchasing pen and ink in the Ruiwang Mansion, and the daily pen, ink, paper and inkstone of the Rui Wangfu were all transported from Yangzhou by their pen and ink shop.

Luo Jinyan pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhao You, don't worry, I will approach you little by little.

In this life, I still have a lot of time, so you can wait slowly.

With Zhang Guangshun's letters, there are also letters from his uncle and Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingyue will return to Yangzhou next year to participate in the township test, and Li Yi invited Luo Jinyan to go to Yangzhou to play and live together.

Li Qingfeng's letter said that he would return to the capital in early August.

These two letters also made Luo Jinyan excited.

She not only wants to go to Yangzhou, but she also wants to go to Jinling, Suzhou, Hangzhou, and Putuo Mountain.

She took the letter to her father to read, and Luo Shao was silent when he saw it.

It's a pity that next year will be eleven years old, Li Qingyue will be sixteen years old, and the two should talk about kissing.

He didn't want his daughter to go to Yangzhou, but when he saw his daughter's excitement, he couldn't bear to refuse. His daughter is getting older and older, and she has few opportunities to go out, but he knows that her daughter likes to read all kinds of travelogues, and she can almost memorize the entire book of "Da Zhou Jingwuzhi".

He wanted to accompany his daughter, but now that his mentor has recovered, he doesn't know what will happen next year, let alone whether he can accompany his daughter to leave the capital. Moreover, if he arrives in Yangzhou and the Li family mentions his relationship with Li Qingyue again, he must give an answer.

If he hadn't gone, there would have been room for relent.

Luo Shao thought about it all night, tossing and turning, and the next day it was dark and green.

One by one, one by one

I'm sorry, I woke up in the morning and found that I was too sleepy last night, and I uploaded the manuscript to the draft box in a daze, and I didn't set up automatic upload.

(To be continued.) )