August 15 is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and when Xiusun and her sisters went to school, it was already the eighth day of August, so they only went to school for five days this month.

After five days, Xiusun only felt that her muscles and bones were scattered, and she was lazy.

And the other girls seem to like going to school very much, even Xiuqian and Xiuyun, who like to whisper at the end of the school, have two red little faces all day long, as long as they are together, they can eat an extra bowl of rice.

The two of them were five years old and six years old, and seven-year-old Xiusun was about the same age as them, and often sat with them, but he was napping alone.

Among classmates, the most talented is Qiu Zhixian's daughter, Qiu Xuedai. Whether it is poetry or piano art, it is thorough at all, and this is not difficult to understand, Qiu Zhi County's literary style is also famous in this world. Therefore, several masters also looked at Qiu Xuedai differently.

The hardest, of course, is Xiusun's good fourth sister, Chu Xiuguan, most girls at this age love to play, after class are looking for pastime everywhere, only Xiuguan, either ask the teacher for homework, or hide in the house to practice, a few days down, actually quite beneficial.

Xiusun was the county lord in her previous life, and she is a concubine in this life, even if she has suffered and suffered, she can't understand the bitterness of Xiuguan as a concubine. This is the first time Xiuguan has received so much affirmation, when she was a child at home, her aunt would only lament how pitiful she was as a concubine all day long, the old lady and his wife turned a blind eye no matter how hard she tried to please her, and it was even more difficult for her father to see her, and when she arrived at the old house in Jiangpu, the elders would only praise the ugly and lazy Xiusun, no matter how amazing and brilliant she was, she couldn't make anyone pay attention to herself.

But in the boudoir school, it is different, she can answer the questions that others can't answer, and she can always get the pleasing eyes of Mr., and when she plays a good song, Mr. will always praise a few words. The daughters who love to talk to each other and love to sleep will be blamed by Mr. if they don't work. Here, I don't ask about my background, I just ask about my homework.

So she worked harder and harder, practicing day and night, and she couldn't even think of bullying the annoying Xiuzhi.

After all, all of Xiuzhi's homework was mediocre, and it didn't hinder her eyes in the slightest.

Xiusun didn't do all her homework, thanks to her previous life and Ruan's.

The etiquette rules taught by Mama Shen, I don't see how she listens attentively, but she can always do the slightest difference when she takes the school exam, although she is still small and her movements cannot be as standard as Chu Pei, but the meaning can always be done, and the movements are chic and free, and there is no sense of deliberateness, Mama Shen is amazed. Of course, she had to use it all the time in her last life for more than ten years.

Another outstanding feature is the Four Books of Women, no matter how Xiao asks questions, she can always answer them fluently, and she can also quote scriptures to explain in detail. This is the result of a thousand female commandments that were copied by the Nguyen clan.

These two courses are the most boring, and they have little to do with the fame, the little girls don't like it, because they see Xiusun, a round ugly girl, come out on top, and they don't feel too uncomfortable.

Five days later, the carriage carried the smug Xiuguan, the Xiuzhi who had no sense of zài, the lazy Xiusun and the reluctant Xiuqian left the old house in Jiangpu and went to the Foshou Lake Courtyard.

——I'm about to put on the dividing line of big things——

It's only been a few days, the autumn tiger has gone, the wind is getting bleak, the horse's hooves are rattling, the wheels are creaking, and the sound of falling wood is sometimes slight, sometimes crisp. Intertwined, but not lonely.

Xiusun casually lifted the curtain of brocade and looked out the window, and saw that the trees beside the road were dyed, some red, some golden, and some greener and deeper.

Another gust of wind rose, shaking the branches of the ginkgo trees beside the road, and the golden leaves like small fans rolled up with the wind like goose feathers and snow, and floated down in circles, some fell into the golden sea of layers on the side of the road, and some fluttered on the car wall.

A fallen leaf turned over flexibly, and it got into the car from the crack in the window that Xiusun lifted, Xiuqian was very rare, holding it with both hands and waiting for the small leaf to fall into her palm, but unfortunately she pounced.

The lotus-like little leaf playfully swept twice on Xiuqian's palm, and jumped into the gap between the cushion and the low table.

Xiuqian was curious, and she didn't care, her short chubby fingers picked up the cushion, pulled the golden little leaf out of the gap, carefully held it with both hands, tried not to damage the brittle leaf, and held it in front of her eyes rarely, "Seventh sister, what kind of tree leaf is this?" ”

Xiusun saw that she was cute and cute, so she put down the curtain and said with a smile, "This is called ginkgo biloba, also called ginkgo leaves, the fruit of this tree is a very good thing, go back and let Ren's mother make you sugar shredded ginkgo to eat, but you little gluttonous cat can't be greedy, this kind of fruit is very good to eat a little every day, and eating too much will be harmful to the body." ”

She lit the tip of Xiuqian's nose and said kindly, looking at Xiuqian's little face raised happily, and hearing that the food flashed with a layer of golden light.

At this time, a strange feeling came to her heart, she lifted the curtain again and looked out, this time it was a little open, and her mother gently covered the curtain, "Miss, be careful, it's not good for people to see it." ”

Xiusun didn't care, just muttered, "Mother Ren, the road we walked when we came, is there a white fruit tree on the side of the road?" ”

From Foshou Lake Courtyard to Jiangpu County, they took the main road, which was also the fastest and smoothest road recently. The road could accommodate two carriages in parallel, and now the road is so narrow that it can only accommodate one carriage. And although Ginkgo biloba is widely planted in Pukou, there are only two or three trees scattered on the side of the road.

What's going on?

Xiusun suddenly thought of the killing of Mrs. Wu and her party, could it be that there was really a stream of bandits in Pukou? Mrs. Wu and her group of thirteen people were all killed, so complete, and still in the depths of the dense forest, it is very likely that there is an internal response, maybe it is the situation they are encountering now.

Her heart sank.

She looked at Ren's mother, and Ren's mother also looked worried, so she lifted the curtain and asked the mother-in-law who was following the car outside to check the first carriage. They were in the second carriage, and on the first carriage sat a couple of maids and maids who were waiting with them.

The woman was ordered to hurry to the first carriage, which was not moving fast, and could catch up with it in a few steps.

But before the woman returned, the first carriage stopped, and the carriage in which Xiusun was riding also stopped.

Is it too late? Xiusun quietly groped between the hairpins, and was so sad that she found that there was no hairpin, alas, less hair is really not a good thing, she has to work harder to take care of her hair.

While lamenting, she slowly stretched out her little hand to the tea tray on the low table, the tea tray was copper, she calculated, with her current situation, if the opponent was an ordinary thief, holding this tea tray in her hand could barely take one move, and fighting for her life might be able to take two moves. She glanced at Xiuqian, who was sitting on the inside of the car, and Xiuqian couldn't escape within two moves, this game, she would definitely die, so it was better to surrender, maybe these thieves would be merciful and sell their two little girls to a better place.

Before she could hold the West Lake Yanyu purple copper tea tray in her hand, the mother-in-law who asked about the car in front of her had already returned, she didn't see too much panic, and bowed her head and stood next to the curtain to reply.

"Back to Miss Seven, there is a woman in white blocking the way in front of me, begging to see Miss Chu." The woman's voice sounded a little resentful and disgusted.

Xiusun's mind was still galloping in the direction of the bandits, and she thought that it would not be better to get a weak woman to block the road and make people lose their vigilance, and then ambush the bandits in the dense forest and then rush up.

But she listened carefully, and there was no one in the ginkgo forest.

Just when she was hesitating whether to turn around and leave, a figure with a bib suddenly skipped by the car window, Xiusun couldn't help but look at it, the edge of the bib revealed a sand-green skirt corner, sand green, the lady wearing sand green today is, Chu Xiuguan.

Xiuguan and Xiuzhi's carriage was behind Xiusun's carriage, and when the mother-in-law replied, the carriage behind could be faintly heard, but why did her sister put on her hat and jump off the car?

Xiusun raised her eyebrows, and she instructed Ren's mother, "Mom went to see what was going on, and by the way, she told the guards to be vigilant." ”

Ren's mother also saw Xiuguan's figure walking forward at the same time as Xiusun, she wanted to reach out to stop Xiuguan on the spot, but she didn't pull it, and then she heard Xiusun's order, so she quickly got out of the car and rushed forward.

Xiusun once again confirmed that no one was ambushing in the forest, but relaxed a little, this team of guards were all sent by her uncle just a few days ago, she was very confident in her uncle's ability to recognize people, at least there would be no problem with the leader.

And the interesting point is that the woman who blocked the road knew that this was the carriage of the Chu family, and named her name to find Miss Chu, how did she know that at this time and place, there would be a carriage of the Chu family here? Even she, the master of the Chu family, didn't know.

She rested her head against the brocade-clad wall of the car and listened quietly to the sound of a group of women a foot away.

Among them, there is a strange female voice that has been mourning and crying, and her voice is clear and tactful, sometimes urgent, and charming.

Xiusun read history in her previous life, and the famous Mrs. Qi "cried day and night, wanting to set up her son to be the crown prince", so Han Gaozu really seriously thought about the possibility of abolishing the prince and establishing Ruyi.

She used to be puzzled, and Princess Anding, who often played with her, cried like the wild duck, and if she were not a princess, Xiusun would definitely pick up something and wipe her snot into her mouth. There was also that year when Wu Ke's calculation Ke Jia failed, he knelt in the hall of the Liangguo Mansion and beat his chest, crying and grabbing the ground, which made people want to kill themselves, and they wanted her to stop crying with a life with both hands.

Why, then, would anyone be seduced by the woman's cry?

Answer, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry. Neither of the above is qualified.

People who have the ability to cry so much that people are haunted by their dreams, their hearts are fascinated, and they can't wait to go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, they should be saving zài, but they haven't encountered it.

She once suspected that the palace had accommodated a lot of such talents, but all the palace concubines had a peaceful and friendly attitude in front of them, and there was not much room for them to play in public. And on the occasion when her good uncle, His Majesty the Emperor, could enjoy this kind of crying performance, Xiusun loved to listen to the corner, but she loved her life even more.

It's only now that I've seen an example, yes, this woman's crying skill is so shocking to cry ghosts and gods, people see people obedient, and ghosts see ghosts grinding.