When Lu Yaoxue came, Old Wife Shi hugged the child to him, "Lu Gongzi is a wonderful person, so that the dog can also touch the joy of the child." ”

Yuan Lingjun pouted slightly, Lu Yaoxue had a lot of fragrance, what kind of fragrant Hui, I didn't see him much joyful. Sure enough, as soon as the doll came into his hands, his facial features were wrinkled, and he was about to cry.

"Stop smoking him, take the sachet away." A man loves the sachet so much, Yuan Lingjun poked the sachet on his waist, took the baby and held it in his arms.

"What's the matter, I don't need the strong fragrance for a long time." Lu Yaoxue still lowered her head and sorted out the sachet.

After shaking, the child slowly quieted down, nesting softly in swaddling clothes, and Yuan Ling couldn't help but think of his son Minxing. She was young, she was bumpy back and forth during the days when she was pregnant with him, she couldn't eat or sleep well, Min Xing was born, she had no milk to feed, and the child didn't rely on her, and now she was taken to Zhaotai Palace to raise, and she forgot about her after a few days. Mother and son are not connected, she can't help but be upset, the corners of her mouth are twitching downward, and her heart is sulking.

The lady of the Shi family next to her thought that she despised her younger brother, and she was immediately unhappy, "The baby who has just been born for a few days looks like this, why make a fuss." ”

With that, he slammed into Yuan Lingjun's arms, and took the baby aside with a slightly rude movement. Yuan Ling was dumbfounded.

At this moment, a burst of women's laughter entered the hall. Yuan Lingjun walked to the open lattice fan and looked at it a few times, then turned around and dragged Lu Yaoxue, "Eleven, accompany me to the garden to have a look." ”

Lu Yaoxue was pulled by Yuan Lingjun, and the placket of her clothes was slanted by half.

Shi Niangzi was unhappy again. Who is she, casually pulling with a man, that's all, but the other party is Lu Yaoxue, a native of the southern country...... It's, it's too shameless.

The shameless Yuan Lingjun and Lu Yaoxue pulled out of the house and walked into the courtyard. Dig a pond in Shifu Garden, plant bamboo and yellow plum by the pond, small bridges and flowing water, clear springs and lush trees, and birds chirp softly in the secluded forest, like a place where scholars live.

The layout of the mansion is not large, but it is better than the exquisite elegance of the building, the two of them walk through the pavilions and pavilions one wall to enjoy the view, and after a while they come to another courtyard, opposite them is an attic, and there are several young women standing in the upper floor. Seeing someone passing downstairs, they stopped and looked at the two curiously.

Lu Yaoxue was sick, and she couldn't walk when she saw a beauty. Yuan Lingke didn't come to see the beauty, she said to Lu Yaoxue, "You can watch here, I'll go." ”

Lu Yaoxue hurriedly caught up, followed step by step, and muttered in a low voice, "Your Majesty sees me as someone." ”

Isn't it just a womanizer who forgets his righteousness? Yuan Ling ignored him, and when he walked around the corridor, he saw an old man and a young man sitting under the gallery.

Seeing that the emperor was coming, the two of them immediately got up.

Qu Yi shook her hand, led the old man, and introduced: "Your Majesty, this is Mr. Shi who has revised the history of the previous dynasty, and he is the second brother of Shi Lao. ”

He and Shi Lao looked seven points alike, but they were obviously younger. Yuan Lingjun saluted: "Mr. Shi." ”

Shi Erlang hung his sleeves, "The minister doesn't know that His Majesty is coming to the cold house, and he is not welcomed." ”

"Sir, no need to be polite, please get up." She gave her a hand and stepped up to the top.

The servant brought two more seats, and a few people sat around.

Speaking of this Mr. Shi, others may not know, but if you mention Mr. Shi, who revised the history book, no one knows the ministers of the court, and the emperor praised him for writing the history of the previous dynasty, and he also gave a great reward after resigning.

Lu Yaoxue was very shocked when she heard this, and said: "The history book I have seen since I was a child was actually revised by Mr., and Yaoxue is disrespectful. He grabbed his sleeve and saluted.

People say that most of the people who write books are very pedantic and old-fashioned, but Shi Erlang is casual and informal, but laughs out loud, "It's the old decay and disrespect." Lu Gongzi read history when he was young, and found that there was an inappropriate place in the book and immediately proposed to correct it, but unfortunately the old man left office at that time, not in the court, or the elder brother told him about it, at that time I thought that the son was different from other people, and others found that the mistake may not be proposed to modify, but the son can face this problem, the old man must find an opportunity to visit, thank him in person, and let the servants go to the house to hand over the name of the stabbing post, but the son has been out of the pavilion with His Majesty, and has not had the opportunity to see. ”

Lu Yaoxue is a beautiful person and a wise person, this is a well-known fact in Jin, but he is unwilling to work hard in court affairs, and pounces on the rouge powder wholeheartedly, which makes people feel sorry for a while.

Qu Yi stroked the teacup and smiled, "Fate will eventually meet, sir, this is not the case." But I didn't expect that Mr. and Lu Shaofu still have this relationship. ”

Both of them laughed and said nothing, and it would be hypocritical to say anything more admirable. The servant refilled the chrysanthemum tea, and the mist rising from the teacup swirled around everyone's face.

"Mr. Shi once revised the history of the previous dynasty, can Mr. Shi go back to the book to write the Jin book again?" After Yuan Lingjun asked, he turned his head to look at Qu Yi.

Shi Erlang shook his hand, "The minister is not good, the old eyes are dizzy and useless, and it is good to devote yourself to major events such as writing the history book, the old man is not meticulous in his work, and he does not say anything about mistakes, and it will affect the cognition of future generations." ”

"That's right." But he was right, and that's why she chose young people to enter the registry. Yuan Lingjun felt pity and stroked his knees, unable to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

Seeing that Yuan Lingjun was disappointed, Shi Erlang thought for a while and said: "Juxian does not avoid relatives, and the old minister recommends one person to His Majesty, she is Hong Yu, the niece of Humble Jing. This woman is a good candidate for the history of books, the present and the ancient, and has unique insights into historical evaluation. ”

Yuan Lingjun was very interested, but then Shi Erlang briefly mentioned Hong Yu to her, as if to avoid suspicion. She was looking for a large number of historical cultivators, wanting to see the Hong family, but Shi Erlang said that Hong Yu was working in Lin'an Le Mansion, and Changmingli was far from here, so she couldn't see it now.

If you can't see the Hong family, you have to set off for the palace.

The palace is at the foot of Beigong Mountain, close to Baipingdu, surrounded by lake embankment, the scenery is pleasant, it is the largest and most magnificent palace in all the palaces, there have been several emperors in the Jin Kingdom to take refuge in the summer.

When standing at the foot of the mountain, Yuan Lingjun was full of feelings. Fifteen years of time, finally not in the dream and Beigong Mountain to meet, but to really touch it, look up at its majestic beauty, step on its fragrance of the soil, watch the pine between the clouds, the mountain mist. Even if you can't make it to the top of the mountain, you can get your wish.

In the daytime, there are folk women rafting and picking lings, the song floats on the white pingdu, at night, from the apse to look at the top of the opposite mountain, the fragrance of the leaves emanating from the forest comes to the nose, it is not hot at all, the bursts of coolness make people's hearts calm like orchids, and the heart is quiet and change the mood.

Yuan Lingjun was half lying on the reed mat under the corridor reading a book, and Tianbao was burning a tea pan beside him. This was originally Huo Min's errand, but Huo Min and Beigong Mountain were incompatible, and his legs hurt so much that he couldn't walk when he first arrived here. He suffers from severe rheumatism and cannot stand the dampness and cold.

Yuan Lingjun couldn't see his expression of being so painful that he had to forcibly endure it, so he didn't let him go straight, and at the same time, he also took Fan Jiang's gaze away. (To be continued.) )