The wind shines brightly on the sun and the moon, and the phoenix falls in the mountains and forests. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A middle-aged man with a scar on his neck was walking on the path of the field, and glanced at the mud on the ground with some disgust, but a pair of tiger eyes were unusually bright and full of anticipation.

At the end of the path is a thatched hut with a simple fence in front of it, a small lotus pond on the left, and a slightly green forest on the other side of the pond.

After a short time, the man with the scar came to the outside of the fence courtyard, pushed the open courtyard door, threw the bag he was carrying on the ground, and couldn't wait to break into the thatched hut with the door open, and said loudly: "Little flute, why don't you come out and see what good things I have brought you." ”

The thatched hut has all the built-in furniture, mostly some ordinary things, and it looks like it is some years old, and in the middle there is an incense case, but it is made of fine mahogany, which looks out of place compared to the surroundings.

There are several rolls of bamboo slips on the incense table, placed neatly, at this time a little girl with a delicate peach blossom mark on her forehead, wearing a coarse cloth robe, about six or seven years old, sitting upright, holding a roll of bamboo slips is looking at it intently.

"I'm looking at this brain-draining thing again, isn't it boring?" The man with the scar seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the other party's ignorance, but when he said so, his voice unconsciously lowered a little.

After a while, the little girl seemed to have finished reading the above contents, so she began to roll the bamboo slips, rolling very slowly but carefully, and then gently placed it on the incense table, and then raised her head and said in surprise: "Little one, you are here!" ”

"Looks like it? I, a living man, have been standing here for a long time, and even the blind can see it. The scar man pulled his mouth wide, and said unhappily: "I've said it tens of thousands of times, don't call me a little son." ”

The little girl innocently opened a pair of big watery eyes, and her little face was full of solemnity: "Got it, little one." ”

The corners of the scar man's mouth twitched, every time he came here, he was always called a little one, and if he wanted to pass it back, his old face would be lost.

Well, but fortunately, General Ben's skin is thick and dark enough, what are you afraid of? If anyone who doesn't have a long brain dares to call it like this, I guarantee that he will experience the taste of coming and going in the water in the wind, the hateful secret thought in the heart of the scar man.

"Little one, what kind of god are you stunned about? As a general, don't you know that this is a big taboo? The little girl skillfully poured a cup of hot tea and brought it to him.

The man with the scar rolled his eyes, but this is called rolling his eyes, in addition to white in his eyes, he took the cup made of bamboo, and drank it all in one gulp, as if he wanted to drink it all into his stomach, but ......

I only heard the immature voice sound again: "Little one, it is said in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" that there is a thrift in eating. It's not right for you to binge drink like that. ”

The man with the scar was stunned for a moment, looking at the weak cup in his right hand in a daze, as if he couldn't understand what this had to do with overdrinking.

After a while, there was a helpless protest in the house: "My name is Chen Yi, not Xiao Yizi." ”

Immediately afterwards, a childish voice came out of the room with a hint of protest and a hint of satisfaction: "My name is Concubine (gui) Zhai (di), and I am not called Xiao Dizi." ”

At this moment, a woman of about thirty years of age, dressed in sackcloth and with a beautiful face, came from the pond carrying a bamboo basket, and when she heard this, she smiled and shook her head, obviously not surprised by this kind of thing.

"General Chen, do you want to help you wash your clothes today?" The woman was drying her clothes on the rope next to the house, and looked at the scarred man who came out of the hut and was as weak as a defeated rooster, and asked with concern.

As soon as Chen heard this, the ghost envoy glanced at the path in the distance, and those wonderful pictures that could not be looked back appeared in his mind, and his right hand subconsciously wanted to touch it back, but in the next moment, he came back to his senses, shook his hand embarrassedly, and said with a red face: "I said a long time ago that I asked someone to cultivate, but you just don't want to, and there are few people in this wilderness, why do you have to do this?" I'm fine, if you guys have a good one, then how can I deal with it? ”

The woman smiled and shook her head, she had heard this complaint countless times, and then she stopped talking.

Fei Zhai didn't pay attention to it, just looked at the package in the courtyard for a while.

She has been in this place with thatched huts and lotus ponds since she can remember, and since she was sensible, she knew that she was the son-in-law of Chen Guo, obviously the father who had never seen Wanqiu was far away, and he did not hide this matter.

Although she didn't know why the lord of a country couldn't even keep his children by his side, she didn't have a trace of hatred for that father, but sometimes she wanted to see him to see if he was a wise and powerful king, as the nurse said.

Her mother is said to have died a few years ago.

General Chen Yi in front of him was sent by his father to deliver daily needs, and he would only come twice a month, even if he couldn't get out of the body, he would send a confidant over, and this delivery would be several years.

At first, the woman and Chen Yi kept calling her Son-in-law, but she didn't understand what it meant, but later she learned that Son-in-law was originally a title.

She didn't like the title of son-in-law, and after many quarrels about it, the two never called it again.

However, in exchange, she could only turn the Uncle Chen in her mouth into Chen Yi.

"Oh, by the way, look what I brought you." Chen Yi looked at Fei Zhai who was leaning against the door in a daze, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he patted his head with a "snap", took out a small white cloth bag from his arms, and handed it to her like a treasure.

Fu Zhai retracted her gaze and didn't care about the small cloth bag, but asked, "Did you bring the bamboo slips you brought?" ”

Her reading and literacy were taught by her grandfather before, and she studied "Zhou Li" when she was very young, but her grandfather traveled and rarely came back, so the nurse took on the heavy responsibility.

However, she did not understand what it meant to be a woman who could read and explain the Emperor's Inner Canon.

"Bring it, let's see what this is first?" Chen Yi opened the white cloth bag, revealing a brocade inch wide, embroidered with various colored lines with the pattern of a hundred birds and a phoenix.

And in the middle of the brocade there is a crystal clear gem, this is not a gemstone in the ordinary sense, but made of the best mutton fat jade, tightly inlaid on it, just like natural, really exquisite.

Fei Zhai had never seen such a beautiful thing, and she was very happy: "What is this brocade used for?" ”

At this time, the woman who had finished drying the clothes was also attracted to her, and when she saw this woman, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes.

Chen Yi did not answer, but pretended to raise his hand mysteriously and pointed to his forehead.

Fei Zhai suddenly realized, and hurriedly picked up the brocade and handed it to the woman: "Nurse, help me put it on." ”

The woman took the brocade and held it carefully, as if she was holding her most beloved treasure, her phoenix eyes were full of memories, and after hearing a urging, she gently tied it on her forehead.