At the end of the year, the cold wind is cold, and the silver makeup is wrapped in a piece of land. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe thirtieth birthday of Lord Minghui is approaching, and Yang Zhaohao is about to leave for Yanjing to celebrate his birthday and New Year.

There was a cry in Yang's mansion, and Old Lady Yang was already frightened by the magic sound, so she hid in Xie Mansion next door to drink tea and play chess with Master Xie, leaving only Yang Zhaohao at home to face Miss Xie's various soft and hard methods.

"Brother Zhaowu, if you go back to the capital to play, I will go too!" Facing the little beauty with red eyes and crying breathlessly, Yang Zhaowu was also very distressed.

"Sister Xin, I went back to the capital to celebrate my mother's birthday, not to play. Besides, I still have to study, I'll be back at the beginning of the year, and Brother Zhaowu will bring you a gift then, okay? ”

"Why can't I go back with Brother Zhaowu? Xinyi is very cute, and the county lord will definitely like Xinyi! The little beauty with red lips and white teeth muttered quietly.

Although Yang Zhaowu is okay in the academy, it is not easy to tell his sister: Mrs. Xie is gone, and it is inconvenient for the eldest daughter who lost her mother to go to celebrate her birthday without the company of her respected elders. So I had to whisper to Xie Yixin: "Sister Xin, don't cry, Brother Zhaowu will definitely bring you a lot of gifts, and you will definitely like it then." ”

Xie Yixin, who knew how to cry and had to be separated from Brother Zhaowu for a period of time, stopped crying, her red eyes like a little white rabbit were slightly swollen, her small mouth like a water chestnut pouted, and she took the opportunity to talk about the conditions: "Then Brother Zhaowu must help me bring gifts, and on March 3 next year, Brother Zhaowu will take me to Phoenix Mountain to play!" ”

"Okay, good, good, on March 3 next year, I will definitely accompany Miss Xie to Phoenix Mountain!" Yang Zhaowu made a series of gestures, which made Xie Yixin laugh. The little girl with a pink hibiscus flower placket on the top and a crimson eight-pleated skirt on the bottom smiled happily.

Yang Zhaohao was thirteen years old that year, and Xie Yixin was ten years old.

In the main hall of the Yang Mansion, Old Master Yang Tingwei sat on the chair of the first master with great swords, Master Xie Xuancheng sat on the first genuine tea, and Young Master Yang Zhaohao Yang sat in the lower seat a little nervously.

And Miss Xie Yixin, who was dressed in a pink and purple wide-sleeved double-wrapped skirt, was anxiously pacing around the door, stomping on white embroidered shoes embroidered with phalaenopsis from time to time, and playing with the palace silk hanging down from her waist with both hands.

kept muttering: "Why haven't you come back yet?" ”

Seeing that his daughter was so anxious, Master Xie exchanged glances with Mrs. Yang at the top.

Old lady Yang touched her beard, smiled loudly and said, "Pleasant! The time hasn't come yet, are you in such a hurry, are you worried that the stinky boy won't even be able to pass the show? ”

"What nonsense is Grandpa Yang talking about! How could Brother Zhaowu not even be able to pass the test with a little showman! I bet with Baoying that Brother Zhaowu will definitely take the case! The delicate girl stomped her feet, her face full of pride and pride in her glory, and retorted to Mrs. Yang in a coquettish voice.

Old lady Yang looked at her grandson, who was still sitting silent, and asked with interest: "What did Yixin bet on with Meng Yatou?" When the time comes, don't cry if you lose! ”

Hearing this, Xie Yi rushed to Mrs. Yang's side in a few steps, grabbed Mrs. Yang's hand and shook it vigorously.

"I won't lose! Brother Zhaowu is the most powerful person in the world! Not only to take the head of the case, but also to take the yuan, the yuan, the champion, and the three yuan and the first when the time comes! I also want to add another martial champion, four yuan and the first! ”

As soon as he heard this, not only did Old Lady Yang laugh out loud, but Old Master Xie couldn't help but almost spray tea, and even Yang Zhaowu, a young man who had been a little nervous, raised his hand to cover his mouth and laughed.

Yang Zhaowu looked at Xie Yixin, who was still coquettish beside Old Lady Yang, and quipped: "Sister Xin, you have so much confidence in Brother Zhaowu!" But you still tell your brother honestly, what are you gambling on, in case there is a day outside the day, there are people outside the person, and my sister loses, Brother Zhaowu can help you pay off your debts, so as not to pay the debt to your brother when the time comes, and cry your nose, and my brother can't resist it. ”

"Brother Zhaowu! How can you grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige! I'm not going to lose! If I lose, it's a big deal that I won't go to 'Splendid Pavilion' for a year to make clothes and buy jewelry! The little girl saw more and more delicate little faces, staring at round eyes, like two black grape beads.

Old lady Yang still wanted to tease Yixin a few words, and a loud announcement came from outside the hospital: "Good news!" Good news! Congratulations to the young master for winning the case! As he spoke, the little guy who was watching the list hurriedly ran in, congratulating with a happy face.

Xie Yixin rushed to Yang Zhaowu's side, tugged at Brother Zhaowu's sleeve, and shouted with a smile: "Brother Zhaowu, I knew that you were the most powerful person in the world!" At this time, Young Master Yang, who had begun to take on the demeanor of a young man, also had a confident smile on his handsome and handsome face.

Yang Zhaowu was fourteen years old that year, and Xie Yixin was eleven years old.

The summer is scorching, like a fire, and the four corners of the Mengfu house are full of ice, which can't stop the summer heat. Two petite girls spread out next to the concubine, enjoying the fans, while drinking the sour plum soup to quench thirst and quench fever.

Meng Baoying's eldest maid, Lu Ying, saw that the young ladies were listless, and said tentatively: "Miss, I heard that there were a lot of jewelry in the 'Splendid Pavilion' yesterday, why don't you and Miss Xie take a look?" ”

Xie Yixin shook his head, maybe it was still a little hot, and pulled the collar, some messy collars revealed pale yellow obscene clothes, and the milky white belly pocket was faintly visible. I saw that her neck was delicate and snow-white, and if it weren't for the thin gold chain in her belly pocket, she would almost have to blend in with her belly pocket.

Meng Baoying, who had a yellowish complexion, looked at Xie Yixin's exposed ice and snow skin, and was very envious, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her neck lightly, and obvious red marks immediately appeared, which made the skin even more crystal clear.

Miss Meng sighed: "Sister Yixin, do you want people to live, I want to have your white skin, and I don't need to wear makeup." On such a hot day, look at the powder on my face is hot and dry! ”

Xie Yixin's eldest maid An Qing hurriedly said: "Miss Meng, don't say that, who in Jinling City doesn't know that Miss Meng is a heroine among women, our young lady is grateful to have you as a friend, and I want you to protect me a lot!" ”

Speaking of protection, Meng Baoying approached Xie Yixin and whispered: "I heard that the bastard of the Zhou family who dared to tease you last time was repaired and his hands were discounted. ”

Xie Yixin turned over lazily and replied, "Then I don't know, I only know that their Zhou family's shop and business were swallowed by my father." Three days later, even his old house that week was returned to my family. ”

Meng Baoying smiled and said, "Your father really loves you, that bastard was beaten by us, and your father helped you get angry." I don't know if it's the hero who broke his arm? Could it be the Young Master Yang you read all day long? ”

Speaking of Young Master Yang, two blushes flew on Xie Yixin's face, and he covered his eyes and whispered: "Brother Zhaowu went to practice, and it will be half a year since he went, and if Grandpa Yang doesn't call his brother back, I will pull off his beard one by one." On such a hot day, Brother Zhaowu is eating and drinking outside, and when he comes back, I must make up for him. ”

At this time, Yang Zhaowu, who was traveling outside, was hurrying on the mountain, the wind blew the hill, and he sneezed several times in a row, and the people who followed him joked: "It must be Miss Xie who is talking about the young master again, I don't know the magic power of Miss Xie for half a year, and the young master has received more than a dozen letters, more than the old lady." ”

Yang Zhaowu was fifteen years old that year, and Xie Yixin was twelve years old.