The deacon saw that Shang Xuesleeve finally walked out of the gate of the opera garden, his spirit was shocked, he was not very good at staring at Shang Xuesleeve all the time, but after looking at Mama Song next to him a few times, he was a little surprised. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Mama Song doesn't look like an ordinary mother-in-law.

Every move, the posture of walking, and the posture of holding Shang Xue's sleeves are all elegant and dignified, and sometimes they are even a few points better than Shang Xue's sleeves.

The deacon didn't say much, and said that the coachman should be more stable, so he also turned over and rode away with his fists at the palace boss.

Kuang Mingzhu was still waiting in the aisle yesterday, and Shang Xuesleeve could see a smile on his face from a distance, which seemed to show that as long as he could see Shang Xuesleeve's face like a county lord, it was enough to make him satisfied.

Shang Xuesleeve walked closer, sighed more and more secretly, bowed to give a salute, and then said, "I've seen my lord." ”

Mama Song also saluted, Kuang Mingzhu only waved her hand, focused her eyes on Shang Xue's sleeve, and stretched out her hand and said, "Please follow me." ”

Shang Xuesleeve looked at his slender hand like white jade with some astonishment, and after only a moment, Kuang Mingzhu withdrew his hand and said, "Master Shang, I was rude." Almost took you for ......"

He turned around, Shang Xue sleeves didn't say anything, so he followed him, the room was still yesterday's room, but the Bogu shelf was tidied up, and the things that were originally placed on it were more compact, and they were about half empty, and they put a lot of books.

Kuang Mingzhu's face was a little nervous, and said, "I know that the business class master will not rehearse tonight, but if you want to go back to watch the scene, I will send you back at that time." ”

Shang Xuesleeve didn't want to stay in the county guard mansion for a long time, but seeing that he looked attentive and had Mama Song by his side, he had to nod, but he thought in his heart, but it was noon in about an hour, and he would just say goodbye when the time came.

Kuang Mingzhu said: "To be honest, I don't know much about Ming opera. He explained anxiously: "It's not because Ming Opera is a foreign drama, even if it's the local Nanjun dialect, I haven't had much contact with it." ”

Shang Xuesleeve showed a smile and said: "Presumably, Master Kuang has a lot of things to learn since he was a child, and his family education is strict, which is right, the children of good families are afraid of playthings and lose their minds." ”

Kuang Mingzhu said again: "Invite the master of the merchant class to come over, but I can't talk to you about some speculative things, I'm afraid that you will feel restrained and boring to me, so I asked people to pick out some books from the old study room in the house that may be related to music, opera, and scripts, and put them on this shelf, if you are bored, you can take a look." ”

Shang Xuesleeve couldn't help but glance at Mama Song.

She understands that Kuang Mingzhu misses the dead Mingyu County Lord, but she doesn't understand Kuang Mingzhu's current behavior at all, did she invite her over so that she could read in the study?

But she thinks it's very good, at least she doesn't have to go out of her way to talk to Kuang Mingzhu, this "Nanjun Pearl" who has only seen two sides really doesn't know what her temperament is, for fear that she will say something wrong and offend people.

In the end, she is still in Nanjun, if it is an inconsequential matter, just bow your head and obey orders, thinking of this, Shang Xuesleeve bowed and said: "Lord Kuang is thoughtful, in fact, I came to Nanjun, and I also wanted to learn about the local opera of Nanjun, and I was really lucky to be able to see the collection of books in the county guard's mansion." ”

Kuang Mingzhu's face turned slightly red, and he smiled, and said, "That's really good—I don't have many books like this at home, and I only find about a dozen of them...... The business class owner is free to do as you like, and there is pen and paper on the bookcase, which can be used as much as possible. After speaking, he stood up and said with some pretense of ease: "Don't worry about me, I ...... I also have things to do. ”

With that, he hurried to the side behind the screen.

Mama Song quietly walked to Shang Xue's side and said, "This ......" How rich her experience is, this county guard is not only out of shape, but also rude!

Shang Xuesleeve raised his finger and pouted on his lips, shook his head again, and compared it with a lip shape, then walked to the Bogu shelf with a light lotus step, and looked at the books carefully, and couldn't take his eyes off it when he saw it.

In fact, since she came to Nangun, she has not paid much attention to bookstores, but it is indeed difficult to find books that are useful to her. If someone really has rare books, and whether they are exchanged or not, she will have no way to find them! So when he saw the book in front of him that was quite old and full of a strong historical atmosphere, how could Shang Xuesleeve not be moved?

There is no such book even from the sixth master!

She first picked up a copy of "Miscellaneous Examinations of Performing Arts", thought about it, put it down again, and picked up the thicker "The Source of Southern Opera" next to her.

At first, Mama Song was still staring at the back of the screen without blinking—although she couldn't see anything, but after a long time, it was only quiet, and only occasionally the sound of Shang Xue's sleeves turning the pages of the book could be heard.

Shang Xuesleeve had already moved to the bookcase, and the four treasures of the study room were really very intimately prepared, and after a while, the pages had been copied two or three pages.

Kwong Mingzhu was behind that screen.

If Shang Xuesleeve looks up, she can see that behind the screen is where Kuang Mingzhu really handles government affairs, if she looks up, she can also see that Kuang Mingzhu is not concentrating on things, almost every once in a while, she will turn her head to look at her, her eyes are gentle and satisfied.

Although it was still rainy yesterday, today was a sunny day, and the sunlight slanted in, illuminating Shang Xue's face.

Her whole posture was reflected in Kuang Mingzhu's eyes.

The fallen ponytail she combs today seems to be the same yesterday, loosely held on the side of her head, and there are few ornaments, but it is just a beaded grate that can hold her hair, and the beads are also very ordinary, not expensive jewelry.

She seemed to cherish the book very much, and her slender white fingers touched the edge of the page, and gently turned it over, neither folding the book nor holding the yellowed page with her fingers, even if the movement of the hand must have been gentle.

Perhaps she loved the book, so when she thought about it, she would put it down, and for fear of forgetting where she saw, she would insert a blank piece of paper in the folder and make a mark, and her hand would be clenched into a small fist, supporting her little chin, and looking sideways out of the window.

When she writes, she must not be completely copied, I am afraid that she writes while thinking, if she encounters difficulties in writing, she stops her wrist, gently puts the pen on the pen stand, and calmly looks at the paper in front of her.

She doesn't look like it.

Mingyu doesn't care about books at all, a book, whether it's a rare book or not, is always turned over, and some pages will be torn apart by her careless movements.

Mingyu is the most impatient to write, and when it is difficult to put pen to paper, he often gives up halfway, and says "don't write" angrily, but he will say to him: "Brother, you write for me?" "I will also polish the ink diligently. (To be continued.) )