"What? Don't want to leave the school? ”

"Of course not!" Wang Wei jumped to his feet, then frowned again, "Don't be as boring as that old master." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Well, this guy looks honest, but it's interesting for me to see him doing things and learning."

"That's good."

Wang Wei took a long breath, saw Wang Yan raise his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "They are all students, and they must all have to suffer some hardships, how can your old master make you so unbearable?" “

Wang Wei immediately made a strange look with a sad face, and said: "Sister doesn't know, he may indeed be knowledgeable, but he has a big belly and a small mouth, so he can't pour it out, and he can't speak clearly." He always said that we couldn't understand what he was saying, and we chattered vigorously, and listened to his lectures to death with sadness. “

"Is it because he can't speak well, or are you not listening well?" Wang Yan was skeptical.

"Sister! You don't believe me? Wang Wei suddenly felt angry.

"I believe it," Wang Yan smiled and comforted, "that master is old, and he may be a little incapable of teaching, which is understandable." I only teach you to be embarrassed in the middle. “

Wang Wei calmed down, nodded very seriously, and said: "Actually, I don't want to go out of the school, in the end, the old man has taught him to respect teachers and education, respect the old and love the young, and there are words like the master leading the door to practice in the individual." But if your husband is really good, it's better to decide that you want to learn from him. “

Wang Yan paused, and sighed in her heart that this seventh brother clearly didn't want to go to the school, so he didn't come to give her this part of the crepe, the villain. Ren smiled: "Okay, okay, I'll help you talk to Ye Niang." ”

Wang Wei bowed his head in satisfaction, and asked about the upcoming gentleman for a while before leaving.

Sending the little master away, Forsythia came back, only to see that Wang Yan was already trapped in bed.

Early the next morning, Wang Yan went to the kitchen to pack up the venison they had brought from the village two days before, and prepared a few portions of steamed and roasted ones. There are not many fresh dishes in the kitchen in winter, and the lord of Dongping is a foodie, and he is very careful about his meals, and would rather stew in white water than add those pickled things, saying that there is less natural taste, and the food is not food, just a fake taste.

It makes sense, Wang Yan immediately felt that as a diner, she was particularly unprofessional.

As the second daughter of Li Shou, the king of Huai'an, the lord of Dongping, left her parents since she was a child and settled in Chang'an with her son. Huai'an is rich, and the prince loves her sister very much, and she chooses the best food, clothing, housing and transportation, but I am afraid that the princesses in the palace do not have this treatment.

Dongping doesn't pay attention to anything else, so he pays attention to eating. She doesn't pay attention to eating, she just respects Confucius, doesn't Confucius have a saying that "you don't get tired of eating, and you don't get tired of being fine"? It's not that she likes to be exquisite, learning from those literati and writers to be elegant, she really yearns for Confucius's full, complete, and noble spiritual realm. As a woman, she is extremely rich in material, royal children, capable fathers and brothers, and she does not worry about everything, and she cannot interfere in the real affairs of worry. In this way, it is natural to want to pursue something spiritual.

Rigor with food is an attitude.

Not paying attention to things outside the body is also an attitude.

In this world, it is elegant to be serious about eating and drinking, and it is tacky to be serious about wearing and living.

It's not that you can't be serious, it's just that there are too many serious things, and people's energy is limited, so what should be serious will be neglected.

The snow stopped in this winter, and Wang Yan specially taught people not to clean the snow in the plum garden, just waiting for this elegant thing to do with the lord of Dongping County today.

Accompanying the beauty to enjoy the beautiful scenery and eat delicious food, Wang Yan felt that she was just a man, and this arrangement did not wait for the start, and today's slightly cold winter sun, I was a little drunk when I thought about it.

Thinking like this, I simply changed into my men's clothes and decorated them well, wearing a scarf and a cage crown, wearing a navy blue cloud pattern robe, and eight treasures of jade belt flowers, only missing the saber on his side, which is a pity.

Not to mention that her daughter can't pretend to be a child, she pretends to be a man, but she is very heroic, according to Mother Li, who is next to her mother, she said that "Erlang God accidentally cast the wrong fetus", and she was handsome and handsome.

At this time, I also received the news of the arrival of the county lord of Dongping.

I saw that the person who came had just gotten off the carriage, with a light goose yellow short shirt, a snow-colored tight long skirt, and a high skirt waist. turned around, her face was good, she could be broken, her eyes were bright, and she smiled when she met someone. Whenever I see it, Wang Yan will always think of winter bamboo shoots, which are sweet in taste, slightly cold in nature, white as jade, and pure in fragrance. Although the county lord of Dongping is loved by the people in the palace, he is actually a quiet character.

The county lord of Dongping looked at Wang Yan up and down, and couldn't help but joke: "What a handsome brother." ”

"How? Can the mind be taken by me? ”

"Never."

"Well, this makes me sad, and I wasted so much time in the morning to wipe my lips with grease powder."

Laughing, he brought the county lord of Dongping to the plum garden.

"Someone has already sent someone to make the steamed venison, and you will be brought to taste it later, and there is still a little bit of roasted meat, and the shelf has been set up......"

But he saw that Dongping had already picked up the wine jug, poured himself a glass, and took a few sips.

"How?"

"The taste is mellow and sweet, the color is clear, and there is a plum fragrance. I'll take how many more with me when I leave. ”

Wang Yan listened and said with a smile: "The wine fairy in Mengnu appreciates it so much, my family's wine can be sold well." ”

After chatting a few more words about today's events, Wang Yan hesitated, and her face unconsciously showed a little embarrassment.

Dongping guessed a few points in his heart, but he didn't ask.

So far, Wang Yan can't make up her mind. After hesitating a few times, I felt that I was like this, and I was a little humiliated by my friendship with Dongping. Although the situation changed later, and their correspondence became sparse until there was no more communication, Wang Yan still did not want to be the one who destroyed it. Although Dongping has a worry-free life, in the end, it is a proton, and some things are still inappropriate. And it is reasonable, this kind of thing is not easy to say, and it is difficult for outsiders to interfere.

After thinking about it, she finally decided to give up, but when she saw Dongping's clear smile, she whispered in her ear: "You don't believe me? ”

Wang Yan suddenly blushed a little, and said straightly: "How come?" ”

The county lord of Dongping rolled up his sleeves, roasted the venison, turned his face to look at Wang Yan, his face was calm, and said: "I know how long and short I have, if you believe me, I will help you; If you think I'm someone else, then I'll eat this meal in peace today, and I should go quietly from now on. “

Wang Yan listened and remembered that after the banquet in the princess's mansion in her previous life, she felt that she had no face to see people, and the county lord of Dongping came to the door several times, but she refused without hesitation. Thinking about it like this, I am even more ashamed in my heart.

The bishop of Dongping County arranged everything and dispersed, and there were only two people left in the half-enclosed pavilion.

Wang Yan bit her lip, made up her mind, and also picked up a string of venison and slowly roasted it on the fire, watching its color change little by little.

"I really regret not taking those things to heart......