In the days that followed, Xue Ya seemed to have a dull day, she walked a few streets every morning to the little agent to take care of the sick kittens, and walked back in the afternoon when the sun was about to set. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Every time she passed by a street corner, she had to subconsciously stop for a while, looking at the emperor list that was constantly being replaced with new content but not changing. It is not accurate to say that the content remains completely unchanged, the amount of the reward is getting higher and higher, and even half of the Great Qi has been written, but no one has unveiled the list.

"The emperor should be very sad now." Because winter is coming, Xue Ya stood in the cold wind and rubbed his hands incessantly: "With the emperor's character, how can he do such an ignorant thing?" He should really love Yunyang. ”

"I didn't expect the emperor to have such a chaotic time." I don't know why, Xue Ya was indifferent to Zhao Yuan's ruthlessness before, but today she felt Zhao Yuan's anxiety through the imperial list, and she was inexplicably a little sad.

But this is not out of jealousy, but some unexplained envy. Xueya understands that not all people can get such a heart, and what a wonderful feeling it is to be cared for by those who care!

She subconsciously glanced to the side, it was empty, and Xie Tangchen, who was standing in front of the emperor and sighing that day, seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and never appeared again.

Pedestrians on the street come and go, and no one cares about Xueya's loneliness and loneliness. Sometimes she walked to the door of the inn, and she would turn around and walk the road just now, hoping that in some unexpected place, Xie Tangchen would suddenly appear in front of her as before. But she didn't wait for such an opportunity.

It's getting dark earlier and earlier, but Xueya is coming back late, and the proprietress can't rest assured, and often waits for Xueya at the door of the inn. In this way, there is no chance for Xueya to come back and turn back.

"Since Gongzi Xie is Yueyang's general judge, after so long, what he should do should be done, and he may have returned to Yueyang a long time ago. I don't know what I'm doing this every day? Thinking like this, Xue Ya was relieved a lot.

The proprietress didn't know what Xueya was in a depressed mood these days, but she saw that it was okay for her to come back every day and be bored in the house, so she asked Xueya to help her write a board with a menu in the inn.

Xue Ya also felt that she couldn't finish her time every day, as long as she was free, she would think of Xie Tangchen, and she would be upset for no reason. So she not only helped the proprietress write the menu every day, but even had to rewrite the account book once.

Her regular script is quite skillful, and when she was in Hanyang Palace, she was praised by Yunyang. Now that she has copied the recipe with this word, the guests in the inn have been greatly amazed, and even the number of people who come down to eat every day has increased.

The proprietress was overjoyed to see that the menu written by Xueya still had such a function, so she simply enlarged the board on which the menu was written several times, and hung it at the door of the inn every day, specially recruiting those scholars who entered Luoyang City to take the exam to stay and eat in the inn.

Gradually, this large board for writing daily menus was used by some literati and writers to become a place for inscriptions and messages. Some people don't go into the inn at all, they just like to see the words on the big board, and the poems inscribed by other people.

The proprietress is quite generous to this kind of behavior of only looking at the menu and not ordering dishes, not only did she not stop it, but also deliberately changed to a larger board with tung oil to facilitate cleaning of ink.

"Some of these scholars have no money, and some of them don't have time to come in for dinner, but since they have noticed my little inn, they will come in sooner or later to spend this money. They write as much as they like, and although I didn't make money right away, I did earn popularity. "The proprietress always said this about other people's doubts.

Xue Ya was listening, and secretly sighed that although this proprietress didn't recognize a few words, she was a very generous person. Sooner or later, such a person will be able to succeed, and the road will become wider and wider. Stay here by yourself and don't have to worry about some trivial things.

On this day, the night was already deep, the sky began to fall with light snow, and the store was about to close. The proprietress beckoned Xue Ya to the door and took back the big wooden board for writing.

Xue Ya answered and walked out of the door, the door was empty, but there was a smell of déjà vu in the air, she couldn't say what it was, but her chest tightened, and she immediately looked around the corner. Sure enough, around the corner, a tall and straight figure flashed away.

Xue Ya's breath became short, and she chased after her quickly, regardless of whether she was still thinly dressed. But when she ran to the corner of the street and looked around, there was no one, only the whistling north wind and the broken snow fell on her face.

She stood at the crossroads in a daze, wondering if she should continue to chase into the darkness. What if he's not there? Even if you find him, what should you say? Xie Tangchen has nothing to do with himself, and sending himself back to the inn that day is already considered benevolent and righteous, what else do you want to hope for?

Just when Xue Ya was standing helplessly in front of the dark street, the proprietress ran over with a cotton jacket: "My little aunt, what are you doing here in this big night?" If I am abducted by the bad guys, how can I be good? How can you be worthy of your dead relatives, isn't it a sin? ”

Xue Ya turned her head to look at the proprietress with a concerned face, and suddenly realized that Xie Tangchen would not appear in his life, he was like a migratory bird about to leave Luoyang when the time came, and the distance between himself and him was more than 108,000 miles?

Seeing that Xue Ya didn't say a word, she obediently put on a padded jacket, and the proprietress was a little confused. She looked around and said, "Did you run out to find someone?" ”

Xue Ya lowered her eyelids and didn't make a sound, just held the hand of the proprietress and walked slowly towards the inn. This road is not long, but the proprietress is very nervous. She felt that Xue Ya was holding her hand, not like an attachment, but like a young lady being helped by a maid. This state Xue Ya has never shown, only at this time, when she is most unwilling, she forgot to cover it up, and revealed it so easily.

"Miss Xie is definitely not from an ordinary rich businessman's family." The proprietress pondered in her heart.

Xue Ya's heart was turning over at this time. She had been missing the person for many days, and suddenly it flashed in front of her like the wind, making her heart seem to suddenly fly up to the nine heavens, and then fall violently and rapidly.

She only cares about coping with the sudden surge of feelings, where does she notice that she has to behave like an ordinary daughter?

When she arrived at the door of the inn, Xue Ya sighed, like facing the steps in Zenglan Palace, she always stretched out her hand gently, Qiluo would support her in time, and then the master and servant would help each other to go inside.

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