There was a wind in the mountains, and it was a troubled wind that came from thousands of miles away and was wrapped in a fishy smell. In the past two years, the Qin State in the west, the Yan State in the northwest, and the nomadic tribes in the north will be divided into Liang, and the wind of partition from the Central Land has also disturbed the imperial courts of the eastern and southern countries.

Compared with the unrest around it, Tianguan County in Changshan is as quiet as a paradise. Returning to the old house from the mountain, Yuan Lingjun moved the brewed mountain eggplant wine to the back of the house, dug a big pit and buried it deep underground, and there happened to be a clump of green bamboo growing next to it.

The house where the master and apprentice lived had been vacant for many years, and the scenery in front of and behind the house was beautiful and unique, with deep green bamboos and beautiful trees, which showed that the original owner of the house was elegant and noble, cultivating the beautiful temperament of the mountains and forests, and the strong bookish atmosphere was different from that of the farmer.

The identity of the original owner is not low, he was a courtier of the emperor in the first imperial dynasty, and died of illness in Lin'an before Yuan Lingjun was born.

The courtyard of the old house welcomed an uninvited guest today.

"Big fat man, are you here?" After following her for so long, even if he couldn't name her, Yuan Lingjun still recognized it at a glance. Seeing that he is white and beardless, and he who speaks softly must be an inner servant.

The girl's inexplicable smile made the fire like a man's back, and she couldn't help but tremble in her shoulders, and hurriedly took out a mailbox and handed it over, explaining: "The villain is here to deliver the letter. ”

"Oh, well, let me see who else cares about my whereabouts. Hey, it's Master Wang?! ”

Huo Min was secretly wiping his sweat, and the Yuan Ling on the side had already opened the letter paper to read.

Zhen Chuanting said in the letter that her father asked her not to return to Changshan for the time being, and since she had a good attitude recently, she could ask for a reward appropriately.

Since my father has spoken, this reward must be carefully considered. Yuan Lingjun bit his lip and thought about it.

Zhen Chuanting's return to Baboon Village from Baling has reached the end of the third summer, just in time for the Yan family to marry their daughter, and the teacher and student were invited to the wedding banquet together. At the banquet, Yan Yuguan was depressed, took Yuan Lingjun's hand and kept asking: "Just tell me the truth, does Cui Guan hate me to death?" ”

After Zhong Yan's two families retreated, the eldest uncle of the Yuguan family met a family doing business in Baling, and the two families passed the birthday of the eight characters, Daji, and the auspicious date was set in the New Autumn after the three media were hired. The marriage became a fact, Yan Yuguan was detained in the boudoir to weave and embroider wedding clothes to be married, Zhong Cuiguan was also busy, his younger siblings had to rely on him to feed, and his parents had to rely on him to take care of them.

Here, Yuan Lingjun is just a mysterious passerby, coming in a hurry, and I don't know when he will leave in a hurry. Thinking of this, Yuan Lingjun was in a trance, unable to concentrate on doing things.

Physical and mental exhaustion should not have been at her age, but she did feel an invisible oppression that forced her to face things that she was running away from. Yuan Lingjun held his cheeks, his eyes fell on the window, and an ink flower quietly bloomed on the bamboo slip, Yuan Lingjun gasped, and raised his eyes to look at the Wang Shi who sat down.

Zhen Chuanting was busy collecting and compiling under the lamp, and the straw mat next to him was full of large and small volumes, which were used by the imperial court historical records, and the compilation was complicated and trivial, and almost no one was qualified for his job.

Yuan Lingjun secretly bit his lower lip, quickly smeared two strokes, and handed the finished bamboo slip to Zhen Chuanting, Zhen Chuanting read it roughly, felt not very satisfied, and asked to rewrite it again.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the neighbor's baby is hot, he opened his throat and howled, Yuan Ling didn't have the heart to learn words, stretched out his legs, sat down, and picked up Wang Shi's pu fan and shook it violently.

"To learn the word 'calm heart', the problem of impetuousness must be changed. Can you finish it by looking at it as a teacher? I can't finish writing, don't think about sleeping tonight. ”

Yuan Lingjun hurriedly dropped the pu fan, picked up the pen and continued, muttering in his mouth: "The farmer uses a plow and hoe for farming, and it is not a pen, why do you continue to practice calligraphy?" It's better to save money and buy food to fill your stomach. ”

"Oh, that's what you think."

"That's also self-reliance, and I still dare not forget what my father often taught me." Yuan Lingjun's movements on his hands did not stop at all.

Presenting the homework for inspection again, Zhen Chuanting shook his chin gently, nodded and shook his head: "It's unsatisfactory, let's get here first." ”

Yuan Lingjun got up and retreated a few steps as if she had been pardoned, bowed in the direction of the upper seat, and was about to retreat to the bedroom, but Zhen Chuanting suddenly called out to her at this time, "Don't be in a hurry to go, come and sit down, you have something to say for the teacher." He knocked on the wooden table and motioned to come forward.

Yuan Lingjun walked over quickly, sat down cross-legged on the straw mat, lowered his hands and listened quietly, but his mind flew to the clouds.

Zhen Chuanting slowly spoke: "Before Ling Yan went to Beisai, he had sent someone to send the lyre over. ”

The phoenix baoqin is the reward that Yuan Lingjun asked for from his father, and the qin was originally a relic left to her by her mother, but to this day, she can't forgive her mother and the third sister for conspiring, and the phoenix baoqin has always been with Ling Yan.

Ling Yan has been guarding the southwest border all the year round, how could he go to the dangerous Beisai?

"Master Wang, what is she going to do there?" Thinking about it, at the end of the world, where Ling Yan is going has nothing to do with him for a long time, what is his anxiety and worry about now, is it showing that he is still concerned about the mother and daughter?

Zhen Chuanting took the pu fan and shook it, and glanced at Yuan Lingjun: "You always have nothing to do with yourself, I'm afraid you don't know the real situation until now." The fan was stunned, and slowly shook again, and then said, "I have been fighting with the Yue clan for several months, and recently the Yue clan has been violent, and has captured several cities in the north of Jin, and my dynasty is not unable to win, but the general is contained by all forces and cannot be transferred...... It is said that the city of Guiwu, where the female grandson is stationed, belongs to the northern county of Jin, which can make it go north to meet the enemy, but the imperial court abandons the 'near water' female grandson and uses the 'far water' to make the banquet to fight the fire, and its intention and behavior are really strange. ”

"If I had known the reason, I would not have wanted my father's reward." Yuan Ling didn't hear the doubts in Master Wang's words.

"Mingyu is also worried about Ling Yan, right? The era of freedom is long over, and you should also understand the causes of war as soon as possible to avoid being at a loss when the tragedy occurs. ”

Yuan Lingjun avoided Wang Shi's inquiring gaze. She lives in the peaceful Baling, has never heard the sound of war, and disdains to participate in the war to seek military merits, Fan Jiang often advises her, that will not be the answer she wants to know.

"There are too many wars and disputes, and there will definitely be affairs, and if you don't see it, you won't know it." As long as he was distracted from doing one thing, he felt that his energy was low, and Yuan Lingjun was used to an idle life.

"Master Wang, Hugh is going to meddle in my affairs again." She said softly.

Such a person is born at odds with politics, disgusted with war, hated the restraint of power, but is born full of power struggles and conspiracies. is this kind of worldly different character, she and her sister Ling Yan have never been close, not like sisters of the same mother, more like enemies in the past and present lives.

"Housework is difficult to break, and I can't manage your housework, being a teacher is a little selfish, and I hope that your sister's estrangement will disappear soon." Zhen Chuanting nodded and looked at her hand on her knee, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt anymore, and it's getting better faster than before. Look, Mr. Wang. Yuan Lingjun excitedly turned his palm over to show him, and several scars in his palm of different shades began to scab.

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The mountains are cool and pleasant to escape the heat, but the weather has become hotter and hotter recently, and the smell of the mountains has become hot and dry.

Huo Min withstood the most poisonous heat, endured the scorching heat and went up the mountain, and no one fell in the morning and dusk, and he was very diligent. When he stood in front of Yuan Lingjun panting, the front and back of the caftan brown were all soaked.

"Was it a snack that my mother asked me to deliver? If not, you're miserable. Yuan Lingjun glanced at the bamboo collision he brought, and continued to look at the sky, his upturned toes swayed, kicking the white clouds in the sky, very leisurely.

Huo Min sighed twice, put the bamboo crash down, and said very weakly: "The villain is to deliver the decoction on behalf of the nanny, and the villain will send it in the future." ”

Is it a frieze that doesn't work? She froze, and a hazel leaf happened to fall on her face, covering her eyes.

Yuan Lingjun brushed away the fallen leaves, thinking nonchalantly, whoever will deliver the medicine is the same.

Huo Min put the decoction in the bowl, Yuan Lingjun took the medicine bowl, crossed his legs under his hips, looked at the mountains in the distance and hummed a song "July". Listening to the girl's clear voice, Huo Min wiped away the sweat oozing from his forehead and neck, took out a lotus leaf from the bamboo bump, and fanned the lord unhurriedly.

"It's windy, use a little force. Yes, that's right. ”

"Oops, slap me in the face."

"Look, you see, the insects have been brought to the soup, do you want anyone to drink it?"

Where is it difficult for her to serve, it is clear that she has nothing to find fault with.

Zhong Cui came back from hunting and saw Yuan Lingjun commanding a strange man to shake a lotus leaf fan.

"Zhong Jialang, how is the harvest? Okay fatty, don't fan anymore. Yuan Lingjun put down the medicine bowl and turned his head to stop the fire that was about to die.

"Hunted a big wild boar, we all shared, Zhen Aweng also shared, Zhao Dalang in our village entered the school, the Zhao family is grateful for his recommendation, and will definitely invite your grandfather and grandson to a banquet." Zhong Cui put away the hunting gear, walked to the water tank, scooped out a full scoop of water, and drank it with a bang.