In contrast, Shang Xue's sleeves are much more plain and solemn, the lilac placket is often dressed, only the cuffs and neckline are trimmed, and the outer cover is covered with a very loose half-sleeved placket long shoulders, and you can vaguely see the slender waist grip, which seems to be invisible, more moving, and the head is loosely pulled into a bun and inserted a hosta - Song Zihuan didn't know the name of this bun, and thought in his heart: "I need to know more about it in the future." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Song Zihuan was born in a poor family, and when he arrived at the position of the prefect of Sucheng, he came through hard work step by step, Sucheng was rich, how many people stared at this lack back then and did not make up for it, but he became? Because he can be both an official and a man!

Song Zihuan recalled the play he watched on the first day, which seemed to be like a portrayal of himself, but it was not.

At least Niu's virtuous and beautiful, young and young.

But this at his house, as soon as he saw it, he spontaneously felt helpless when he looked back on the year.

He doesn't need to be greedy for ink in Sioux City, and his official reputation is very good. And for so many years, he didn't even take a concubine, and sometimes he dreamed back at midnight, in the quiet study—he had long since gone to Mrs. Song's room, and he pitied himself.

Until the beginning of this year, the old man Taishan was already old, and the news revealed in the same year in Beijing was that because of his ability to do political affairs in Suzhou City, the saint mentioned it several times, which was quite commendable, and it was very likely that he would be transferred to Beijing.

Seeing the play of Xinyin Club, his dream that has been suppressed by Mrs. Song and Lao Taishan for many years sprouted again, he is a scholar, who doesn't want to have a red face and red sleeves? The Su family has Chaoyun, and the Bai Jushi has Xiaoman, if you can pocket the Shuangshu of the Xinyin Society, it will also be a romantic and elegant thing!

Song Zihuan gently stroked his beard and looked at the two beauties sitting in front of him without shying away.

After three rounds of wine, Xiao Yutao seemed to be a little apprehensive, because after drinking some wine, her peach-colored face had a unique color, and a pair of deer-like eyes couldn't stop aiming at Shang Xue's face, and Shang Xue's sleeve had already been able to determine what Lord Song meant, but he became more and more calm.

Song Zihuan stretched out his hand and said, "Master Shang, why don't you drink?" Isn't the wine I prepared bad? ”

Shang Xuesleeve hurriedly stood up and said, "How dare you, it's just that I am a person who eats by my throat, and I have a chronic illness, so follow my master's instructions, don't say it's wine, and you can't even eat ordinary tea outside." ”

Song Zihuan said: "Just casually asked, why is the snow-sleeved girl nervous, please sit, please sit!" Seeing Shang Xuesleeve sit down again, Fang continued to ask, "What are the plans of the Snow Sleeve girl in the future?" ”

Shang Xuesleeve said respectfully: "Xiaoling's Xinyin Club plans to leave the day after tomorrow and continue to go north. In the past few days in Sioux City, it has been valued by Lord Song and has been rewarded many times, which is really a great blessing for Xinyin Society. ”

Song Zihuan waved his hand, let the servant change the tea and fresh fruits, and said: "I read the reply of the girl with snow sleeves, it is really a good hand, if you don't know your identity, you will definitely think that it is the handwriting of everyone in the boudoir - it is not a secret, the little girl's words are not as good as the girl's words." ”

Shang Xue sleeve said: "Lord Song is too modest, he has only studied for a few years. ”

"Since the girl with snow sleeves has learned calligraphy, she must also be an elegant character, I just got a few calligraphy and paintings, can you please comment on the girl?"

Shang Xuesleeve looked at the groggy little Yutao, and felt a little embarrassed, she didn't look at it, she didn't think that this girl drank like this, and listened to Song Zihuan say: "Give the little Yutao girl a bowl of sobering soup." I had to say: "Thank you, sir, I don't dare to comment, I am fortunate to have a long experience." ”

Song Zihuan was no longer polite, but actually reached over and grabbed Shang Xue's sleeve's hand.

To say that Shang Xue's sleeves were not startled, it was definitely fake, but she couldn't show it too obviously, she only secretly broke free of Song Zihuan's hand, but she couldn't show a smile on her face anymore, and said with a stiff face: "My lord, please." ”

Although Song Zihuan was freed by her, she was not angry at all, the little girl was thin-skinned, embarrassed, thinking of the cool touch just now, she smiled and said: "Not far in front of the study, the girl with snow sleeves comes with me." Then he got up and left.

Shang Xuesleeve glanced at the drowsy little jade peach, bit her lip, and followed behind Song Zihuan.

Song Zihuan was proud in his heart, he could see that Xiao Yutao was acting according to Shang Xue's sleeves, if he could accept Shang Xue's sleeves, then Xiao Yutao would definitely be no problem-these two women, one is like the autumn moon, and the other is like a little peach blooming, thinking of this can't help but make people happy.

Shang Xue sleeved into the study and deliberately left the door wide open.

Song Zihuan said in his heart, this garden is already his servants, even if the door is open, what is the difference between not opening the door? I was proudly seeing my figure in the mirror, although I was almost at the age of not being confused, but with good maintenance, I could still vaguely see the appearance of the handsome scholar in the past, and I couldn't help but feel a little more proud.

Shang Xuesleeve looked around, judging from the layout of this study, Song Zhifu is not a person who does not learn and does not know, there are a number of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and there are also a lot of Bogu shelves, presumably they are also appreciated from time to time, Song Zihuan looked at her in front of a picture of Hanmei on the wall, leaned over and said: "How old is the girl with snow sleeves?" Haven't you ever thought about finding a lover and getting out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible? ”

Shang Xuesleeve leaned over and said, "Why do adults think that singing is a sea of suffering?" Xiaoling enjoyed it and never felt that it was a hard thing. ”

Song Zihuan smiled and said: "Youth is short, you must always find a home for yourself in time." ”

Shang Xuesleeve looked at Song Zihuan, in fact, he was elegant and polite, and he was gentle and polite to others, looking at this Lord Song's eyes at this moment, as if to say: "I am an excellent destination!" I couldn't help but turn my head and continue to look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but there was a smile on the corner of my mouth - this Lord Song is always cuter than the old Li Dushou who would carry people away regardless of it.

The smile was faint, and when Song Zihuan saw it in his eyes, he secretly praised in his heart, "It's really stunning", and felt that since the beauty smiled, it must be intentional.

He raised his hand and was about to put it on Shang Xue's sleeve and shoulder, but Shang Xue's sleeve turned around, bowed down and said: "Thanks to the invitation of the adults' feast, and I have watched these many calligraphy and paintings, it is not early now, and there will be a play in Xinyin Club tomorrow, and Xiao Yutao and I will leave." ”

Song Zihuan felt that this was an excellent opportunity, how could she let her leave like this, and said, "Although it's late, but the girl with snow sleeves can't trust me, the security of Sioux City?" ”

Shang Xue sleeve said: "That's not the case, under the rule of my lord, it can be said that I don't leave anything behind and don't close my door at night, but the two of us were sent by my master, and he is now waiting outside your house, and many hours have passed, so it is not the way to respect my master for a long time." ”