Chapter 132: The Past Is Like a Window
Xie Lingyun was yelled at like this, his face was red, and he couldn't think of what he should pay back to the little eunuch.
Luo Wushuang was too lazy to talk to Xie Lingyun because the little eunuch was idle.
"Hey Brother Luo, Brother Luo!"
Luo Wushuang turned his head and pretended to be embarrassed at first, but he didn't stop at all and disappeared into the corner of the corridor without mercy.
Xie Lingyun felt very guilty in his heart, and felt that he was still in this situation because of himself.
At this time, Wang Yuan hurriedly ran to find Xie Lingyun.
Wang Yuan ran out of breath, and immediately dragged Xie Ling outside.
"Brother Wang, what are you doing here?"
Xie Lingyun naturally knew where Wang Yuan was going to drag him, and when the emperor list came out, someone would come to pick up the champion.
Where is Xie Lingyun? The champion candidate in his mind has always been Luo Wushuang, and Luo Wushuang was also gorgeous in the palace examination that day.
He felt that no matter how brazen he was, he couldn't insult the integrity of a scholar, not to mention that he was not that brazen person in the first place.
So today he said that he would not accept the reward, Wang Yuan and the others wanted to break their heads, and they could only say that Xie Lingyun had contracted a vicious illness in the past few days.
But that is the emperor's holy decree, even if you are sick and lingering, you can still hold on to your last breath to accept the decree.
Xie Lingyun, a bull, didn't listen to anyone's advice, and everyone went to Luo Wushuang to persuade him.
He felt shameless to see Luo Wushuang and avoided it.
It wasn't until noon that Xie Lingyun finally made up his mind to come to Luo Wushuang.
"If you don't go! Not only can you not be the champion, but you also have to cause death for everyone. ”
Xie Lingyun broke free of Wang Yuan's hand. He bowed to the heavens and the earth, and said with a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude:
"If the emperor blames it, if it is to be punished, if it is to be punished. Lingyun also recognized it. ”
"But this champion, Lingyun can't be it!"
Wang Yuan now loves and hates Xie Lingyun, what he loves is that Xie Lingyun did not insult the backbone of the scholar, and what he hates is that he can't turn his head.
"I, Wang Yuan, respect Brother Xie's backbone, I don't want to be the backbone of this champion, but others have already secretly rejoiced in this pie that fell from the sky."
As soon as Wang Yuan's words fell, Xie Lingyun looked like he wanted to refute, and Wang Yuan hurriedly interrupted:
"But take 10,000 steps back. Even if Brother Xie is not stingy with his life, have you ever thought that his parents at home would be heartbroken? ”
"Brother Xie and I went out of the cold together, how can I live up to the expectations of my father and fellow villagers when I die like this?"
"Wang Yuan is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. If it was to help Brother Xie cover for the East Window incident, the big deal would be death. ”
Wang Yuan's heart was pierced by every sentence, and Xie Lingyun's heart had begun to loosen.
"Besides, the imperial list has been promulgated, and it is difficult for a gentleman to chase after him. What's more, that one is the Son of Heaven? ”
"Brother Wang's reasoning. Lingyun understands it, but hey."
"I know that Brother Xie is worried that Brother Luo won't be able to figure it out, after all, if Wang Yuan encounters such a thing himself, I'm afraid it will be inevitable to be free."
"But Brother Xie has already met Brother Luo, has Brother Luo ever felt a little lost and regretful?"
"Brother Luo is indeed a free and easy person, but in turn comforts Lingyun"
"Lingyun is more open-minded than his mind, and he really sighs to himself."
"Since Brother Luo doesn't care, what are you doing by yourself?"
Wang Yuan really felt that his blood was surging. For the first time, I persuaded people to persuade myself to die headlong.
Luo Wushuang remembered that the last time he entered the palace, it seemed to be as far away as his past life and this life.
She got into the sedan chair. The swaying sedan chair seemed to shake out the past, and the dust splashed made people cry.
Song Chenyan was bored, holding her chin and watching the fat gray pigeon jumping around outside the eaves.
After yawning one hundred and eight, it was decided to go to her father to reason why she was not allowed to step out of the house.
Ever since he last rescued the maid Baojin, he has been recuperating from his injuries.
Helan Jingrui's stinky boy didn't know where he had gone, and he didn't even come to see her once.
She also left him fried chestnuts with sugar, although she couldn't finish eating, but she kept it anyway.
Song Chen straightened her dress and was about to break out of the door, but the door opened
She fell into a solid embrace, hitting Song Chenyan's nose and swollen face.
"Eh, you're going to murder your brother! This girl is getting more and more unruly. ”
That's right, it's her annoying third brother - Song Yi, Song Yi who deceived the heart of an ignorant girl by relying on her own good looks.
Song Chenyan crossed her arms and squinted at her third brother, meaning what kind of spring breeze blew you over as a mud bodhisattva.
"Tsk, what kind of eyes are you, I'm not interested in the Seventh Prince."
Song Yi slowly poured a cup of new tea and sat down, Song Chenyan's eyes narrowed.
Immediately, a palm slapped Song Yi's back, choking Song Yi to tears, and the image of a chic and elegant handsome boy was immediately broken.
Song Yi held his chest with one hand and pointed at Song Chenyan with the other.
Slurred two words: Wicked woman!
Song Chenyan made a gesture to help Song Yi smooth his breath, and Song Yi was so deep that Ling Bo passed it in a slight step, and moved to a safe position in a moment.
"You deserve to be unable to get out, I will definitely render your deeds of murdering my brother to my father, lock you up for a few years, and when you are old, you will go directly to the sedan chair and marry a blind bear."
"I also have something to tell my father, who told me that there is a big dog hole in the back garden, who taught me to dress as a man, who took me around the kiln to see the oiran!"
Song Yi suddenly became angry, okay, he admitted that the Diao woman in front of him was cultivated by him.
"I'm going out, you have to help me."
Song Yi held his forehead with a headache, indicating that this problem was very difficult.
Song Chenyan was determined to break the net, Song Yi frowned with a headache again, how could she think of coming to see this aunt, the sun is rising in the west today?
"Dad won't let you out, even if I intend to help you intercede, it's not okay, Dad entered the palace today."
After Song Chenyan listened, she let out a thoughtful sigh.
Song Yi was afraid that she would come up with some ideas to rectify herself, the last time she posted 'I am the turtle master' and walked around the flower building, a lewd man who picked his feet and secretly passed autumn waves with him, and it was really chilling to think of that picture again.
Hurriedly said: "It's not impossible to go out, but you have to let your mother help you out, your third brother will always be your internal response, and you can't surface." Song Yi nodded reverently with tears in his eyes, indicating that he was absolutely faithful.
"Third brother, stay here, I'll give you a big chicken leg when I come back."
After speaking, Song Chenyan walked away without looking back, but locked Song Yi in the house.
But Song Yi didn't debunk Song Chenyan's tricks, if his father asked, he would also have a reason to avoid punishment, although this little lock couldn't trap Song Yi.
"Mother, I'm so bored, I'll go to the street for a while, just for a while."
Song Chenyan pulled Mrs. Song's wide sleeves and said, Mrs. Song looked embarrassed, her husband said before going out that he couldn't let Song Chenyan go out to harm others and himself, but it was really uncomfortable to look at his daughter's pitiful appearance.
Mrs. Song thought for a while, then responded heartily, and was so happy that Song Chenyan circled around Mrs. Song's waist.
"But it's not going to the street, it's going to the palace, since you got sick, you haven't seen Sister Moran for a long time, right?" Mrs. Song coaxed Song Yan bitterly.
"Well, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I don't want to enter the palace, can I call Sister Mozhan to the palace to play?" Song Chenyan looked bitter.
"Ghost girl, thinking about where to go crazy again, your ink dyeing sister's father and mother entered the palace today to see your ink dyeing sister. How can you separate the father and daughter? ”
Song Chenyan looked bitter, thinking that it was really boring, so she entered the palace with Baojin. (To be continued.) )