In the early morning, the birds on the branches of the courtyard were chirping, the sun had not yet come out, and the sky was blue like washed silk and satin. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hongshan was drying her clothes on a branch beside her. Zhuo Yijia practiced the piano in the courtyard.

At this time, autumn is deep, and there are still some sparse leaves on the trees, I don't know if it is because of the wind, or I heard the sound of the piano, and they fell one by two.

After Hongshan finished drying her clothes, she picked up the basin and poured the remaining water into the soil on the side, and then turned her head to look at Zhuo Yijia, who was practicing the piano. After leaving Qingling, Miss Daily got up on the fourth watch, not to practice the sword, but to practice the piano, and practice until the afternoon, and then to practice the sword again. There is no break in the day.

And Qingling has been gone for more than a year.

The young lady also passed her eighth birthday early.

The only difference from the previous life is that Zhuo Taijun dialed two more little maids for Miss. And Zhuo Yiyu often comes to the remote area to find Zhuo Yijia. However, the young lady still thought that they were an eyesore, so they were placed at the gate of the side courtyard to guard the door.

"Miss, it's too early. Hongshan looked at Zhuo Yijia who was caressing the qin and said.

Because he is a family of military generals, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with Zhuo Yijia practicing martial arts. And the piano, it is natural for women to practice the piano. It's just that Hongshan listens to the piano every day, and after a long time, she feels a little uncomfortable.

So usually in the morning, she sat under the eaves and watched the young lady from afar.

Zhuo Yijia glanced up at Hongshan, who was standing under the tree with a basin on the side, and then looked up at the sun that was about to rise, and replied softly, "Hmm." ”

Hongshan instructed the little maid standing at the gate of the courtyard to go to the kitchen and get breakfast.

Since the young lady participated in Zhuo Taijun's birthday, the second young master often came to the side courtyard, and the food given by the people in the kitchen was much better.

Zhuo Yijia had just used it early, and Hongshan walked in with a carrier pigeon.

"Qingling has a letter. As she walked, Hongshan took off the letter from the pigeon's lap and handed it to Zhuo Yijia.

After leaving Qingling, this pigeon came once a month.

Zhuo Yijia took the note and unfolded it. Hongshan stepped aside, took out a fire fold, and lit an oil lamp.

Zhuo Yijia finished reading, without any expression, got up and walked to the oil lamp to burn the note.

"Get ready, come outside with me in the afternoon. Zhuo Yijia said and walked out of the courtyard. At the beginning, she was trying to see if Qingling could be used, but now that she looks, Qingling is undoubtedly her person, and she has nothing to do with the other masters of the Zhuo family.

"Yes. Hongshan followed Zhuo Yijia out, looked at Zhuo Yijia's back and replied softly.

Zhuo Yijia walked to the courtyard, walked to the piano and was about to sit down, when he saw two little maids guarding the door at the gate of the courtyard not far away. I couldn't help frowning.

"Or I'll be obsessed with them. Hongshan behind her followed Zhuo Yijia's eyes, and then said.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijia glanced back at Hongshan and did not speak. After a pause, he sat down with his skirt in his hand.

Hongshan looked at Zhuo Yijia, who didn't speak, then looked back at the two little maids at the gate of the side courtyard and smiled slyly, turned around and entered the house.

"Jia'er!" Zhuo Yiyu's voice sounded at the gate of the side courtyard. shouted Zhuo Yijia while running.

Zhuo Yijia stopped stroking the qin and looked out into the distance. At this time, Zhuo Yiyu ran to Zhuo Yijia, followed by the two little maids who were originally guarding the gate of the courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Yiyu, who was panting next to him, his face softened, and he asked softly.

This second brother doesn't know what he likes about her. Since Zhuo Taijun's birthday, I always like to come to her. There are good things to eat and play, and they are always brought to her. After a long time, her attitude towards this Zhuo Yiyu has gradually changed a lot.

"There are a lot of people holding a party in the city on the autumn equinox today. I thought that you couldn't stay in this yard all the time, so I begged my grandmother to take you out with me. Grandmother answered, let me tell you myself. Zhuo Yiyu gasped, his face flushed slightly after the run, and said excitedly to Zhuo Yijia.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Yiyu, then turned around and stroked the piano gently, the sound of the piano was much better than that played in the morning, tactful and melodious, and soaked people's hearts.

"Is there anything else besides me and my second brother going together?"

"No. Zhuo Yiyu continued, "By the way, there is also Lin Yi, he should come." ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijia didn't speak, and continued to stroke the piano.

"You're so good. Zhuo Yiyu had long been accustomed to Zhuo Yijia's cold temperament, and he didn't think much when he saw that she didn't speak. It's just that Zhuo Yijia's piano sound surprised him a little. It's just a casual flick of the hand, like a flower growing at the fingertips, making people don't want to leave after listening to it.

So he simply sat on the ground next to Zhuo Yijia.

"Second young master, drink tea. Hongshan, who had already come out of the house, handed the tea to Zhuo Yiyu.

Zhuo Yiyu took the tea, blew it, took a sip, looked at Zhuo Yijia and said, "Your piano sound is comparable to that of the eldest sister." ”

Although he is not a master of the piano, he can still listen to the piano. You can tell if it's good or bad. Compared with the other ladies of the Zhuo family, who also have a good piano sound, Zhuo Yijia is still much better.

"You must know that the eldest sister is one of the three beauties of the Southern Shang Dynasty. Female workers in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of whom are one or two among women. If she can compare you to her, she is really complimenting you. Seeing that Zhuo Yijia didn't speak, Zhuo Yiyu thought that she rarely went out, and probably didn't know what it meant, so she explained casually.

"Then who are the other two beauties?" Hongshan on the side asked with a smile.

"There is also Zhao Yuexi, the county lord of Zhaoyang of Huairong Palace. Zhuo Yiyu didn't think it was wrong for Hongshan to ask as a subordinate. Said it casually. "It's not that she's beautiful, but I haven't seen her anyway. Instead, she followed the Huairong Mansion to live in Liaobei for a long time, the princess of Liaobei died early, and the prince guarded the border pass, so the heavy responsibility of managing Liaobei fell on this ten-year-old Zhao Yuexi. Although this Zhao Yuexi has put Liaobei Pass in order, over the years, I heard that there is no hunger in Liaobei, every household does not close its doors at night, and also runs a private school for the children of poor families. Therefore, the people of northern Liaobei say that Zhao Yuexi is a living bodhisattva, and beauty is in their hearts. ”

"There's another one here, who lives in a legend. Zhuo Yiyu took another sip of tea and sold Guanzi.

"Who is it?" Hongshan asked as she took Zhuo Yiyu's pass. Zhuo Yijia on the side didn't seem to hear the words of the two, and talked about the piano as if no one was around.

"There is another one, which is the princess Zhenhui, who was the emperor's favorite the most. Zhuo Yiyu put the tea on the ground on the side and said slowly: "But it's a pity that five years ago, this princess had died. At that time, I was still young, and I only remember that I saw her from afar when I followed my mother to the banquet in the palace, and I was really shocked, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am the color of the country. ”

Zhuo Yijia's hand was playing the piano, but there were a few wrong notes just now. There were no people in the courtyard who were proficient in the art of the piano, and no one heard it.

She woke up more than a year ago, but when she woke up, she had been dead for three years, and her mother had died the year after she died. Queen mother. Zhuo Yijia's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty.

"It's a shame. Hongshan, who was listening on the side, said with a little regret, and then asked Zhuo Yiyu curiously, "How did she die?"

"I heard from my mother that it was because she was sick. I don't know what it is. Zhuo Yiyu replied.

"This Zhuo family is still a family of military generals, and there are all kinds of open and secret battles under the big courtyard, not to mention the palace. Who can tell what kind of disease this princess Zhenhui has?" said Hongshan with a flat mouth.

Zhuo Yijia glanced up at Hongshan. When Hongshan saw her young lady looking at her, she thought she had said something wrong, so she hurriedly shrunk her neck and stuck out her tongue.

"But I think my young lady is not bad, she just doesn't go out to meet guests, or it should be the four beauties. Hongshan turned her head to look at Zhuo Yijia flatteringly and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yiyu also turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia. Although he is only eight or nine years old, his face with a little baby fat makes people want to pinch it.

"Yes, Jia'er may look better than them in the future!" Zhuo Yiyu nodded and said with a smile.