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Take care of the heavens and the earth, and take care of yourself first.

"Wangjun Xiting sits alone, chrysanthemum is a thousand heavy, lonely a thousand heavy; Yijun Qinghu accompanies each other, the piano is solemn, and the joy is deep; Looking forward to the king's fall gardenia, Se Minghuan, heart Minghuan. ”

Xia Su turned around, stared, and saw that he read it out according to the note, and the goosebumps immediately disappeared.

She's timid, don't scare her with something disgusting.

"Liang Jun did me a favor before leaving, what does this word mean?" Zhao Qinghe continued to shake the note. Although I have amnesia, my brain should be better than before, but when I see the poems, I immediately feel very useless, and the sentences that can be written clearly have to be short and difficult to understand.

Xia Su didn't want to pay attention to it, but he was disdainful of what he read, his voice was rough, and he couldn't hide his disgust, "It's not a word, but it's just a love letter about a private meeting tomorrow night, so explicit, it's—"

held back for a long time, and couldn't scold the three words "shameless".

"Where?" Zhao Qinghe nodded again and again, very humble and taught.

"Probably a name or scene related to gardenias." After Xia Su finished speaking, he thought he could leave this time.

But when Zhao Qinghe asked, "When Liang Jun came, did he see any suspicious people?" ”

Xia Su's mind flashed over the two girls, and he replied to him without even thinking about it, "There is a girl from elsewhere who has come to talk to the little girl who may be the porter." I didn't see the face clearly, one tall and one short, and the tall one had a blue ornament tied around his waist. ”

"Thank you."

Zhao Qinghe's politeness also made Xia Su very unaccustomed, she opened her mouth, but she was dry and couldn't make a sound.

"Let me remind Liang Jun, Zhao Zishuo should have entered the garden at this time, you had better climb down from the window of the inner room, you may hit this door head-on." Zhao Qinghe was "kind" at this time.

Xia Su had an epiphany, "If I don't help you, you won't remind me?" ”

"To get, to give." Zhao Qinghe looked at the pair of eyes and began to roll around again, and forced a smile, "I just heard it from my sister-in-law today, I am now learning and selling, if I have a fate with you in the future, I can talk to you in detail." ”

Xia Su, who didn't know that he was being seen through, felt that Zhao Qinghe's brain was not only open, but also opened, and he made an appointment with a thief to say goodbye, and talked about it in detail.

Do you want to cook tea and wine and talk to thieves all night?

Thief.

Gentleman on the beam.

It turned out to be such a Liang Jun.

She sneered in her heart, but the other side couldn't help but trust him, jumped out of the window instead, and walked away from the back of the building.

Zhao Qinghe caught the whisper of Xia Su's departure, returned the paper to its place, leaned against the window again, and flicked a gap with his long finger, seeing that Zhao Zishuo had arrived in the inner garden.

He was not in a hurry, he walked under the carved lattice frame, squatted and tilted his head, infinitely close to the floor, and confirmed that Xia Su's footprints had been cleared, and the large women's shoe prints from the door to the desk were intact, before he straightened up and entered the inner room.

I faintly heard someone shouting that there was a light in the library, and the eyes of the frosty night were cold and unmoving, everything was in his calculations.

It's just that the crooked paintings, the silver-powdered table, and the faint smell of smoke and ink in the air.

Leave him a mess to clean up.

The level of copying is undoubtedly very high, but the level of crime is definitely to be adjusted.

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Recently, Xia Su found that the number of meetings with Zhao Qinghe was a bit frequent.

There are only a few people in the courtyard, and they all know that she sleeps a lot during the day, is in good spirits at night, and does not leave the house for nothing.

The advantage of the poor family is that the people's hearts are simple and unified, except for Zhao Qinghe, when she is a girl, Aunt Taibo and the big donkey both recognize her identity as a righteous daughter and half master, although it is taboo to call her Su Niang, but she will not be sent to work.

In the past, Zhao Qinghe picked this matter, Xia Su was grinning, and he couldn't bear it, so he scolded him with a gun and a stick.

The stupid head is as clever as her, and every time she loses the battle, she can live in peace for two or three months.

The reversal of day and night is so tenacious and cultivated.

Now, of course, she hasn't changed her habits, so when she meets, it's mostly at night, not at dusk, but in the middle of the night.

A few days ago, Xia Su was busy painting, and came out in the middle of the night to breathe and walk to find food, and when he met Zhao Qinghe, he didn't see it.

He wouldn't say hello, or practice martial arts in the courtyard, or drink tea in the hall, but more often than not, he stayed in the long-abandoned library.

Reading!

In the past two years, I have never seen him touch a book, let alone mention that he is allergic to the word reading, and he will become irritable when he hears it, even if his mother advises him to read.

On the day he sent a box of ancient paintings and calligraphy to the pawnshop, it was the day when Aunt Tai advised him to get closer to the bastards in the market and more with the young masters in the Zhao Mansion.

Aunt Tai persuaded her for a while, and when she said that she was going to study and test her fame, he turned into a demon, carried away a box, and the empty man came back, and said angrily that although he was eight hundred taels of silver, he gave it to his sweetheart, and saw who would mention reading with him in the future.

Aunt Tai was sad about this, she was seriously ill, and when she got better, she was silent when she looked at the young master who was born and raised.

However, Zhao Qinghe's current big change, the happiest is the old couple.

As for Xia Su, it's not that she cares about what he does, it's because he opens the windows and opens the doors to light the lights everywhere he goes, and the small yard can't avoid the sight, and it always falls in his eyes.

This night is.

Xia Su, who painted the most satisfactory work, stretched his waist and arms and went out of the house to forage for food, but saw that the study in the west corridor was bright and the window was wide open.

The man sat on a bookcase, with a book in one hand and a dictionary in the other, a mountain of books beside him, a stack of paper in front of him, and pen and ink waiting.

The eyebrows are green and the mountains are green, the eyes are deep and inky, and the expression of concentration is handsome and cold.

His facial features belong to the northerners, the thick edges are engraved, the carving is high and concave, and the distinction is clear, naturally not as modest and gentle as the southern man, but he has the courage of a man in heaven and earth, and his figure is tall and straight, which is another kind of arrogance and beauty.

was originally firmly sealed under the thick dirt of stupid melon seeds, but now even a face has been unearthed and released?

Xia Su looked at such a person, and suddenly realized the essence of the essence of the god over the form in the painting, it can be seen that the evil of the god is evil, and the handsome of the gods is the handsome, and the appearance can change with the change of the mind.

The night breeze blew the little warmth on her body, and she couldn't help but shiver when she was only wearing a coat, and she was shocked to see herself, so she quickly lowered her eyes to review herself, slowly shrunk her body into the invisible turtle shell, and moved to the kitchen.

This person really got the top prize, what does it have to do with her?

What's more, what kind of books he reads, it's just to deceive people who don't read much.

Bang ......

Seeing that he came out with a roll of mats and spread them under the old elm tree in the courtyard where the leaves were about to fall, she immediately stared at the pair of barefoot, such a cold day and clogs?

Bang ......

She held the chopsticks and bowls, and when the meal was hot, she was bored and glanced outside, and she didn't know what to move, but there were many cloud couch square tables on the mat.

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