It's raining.

It's a light rain like cow's hair.

As soon as you open the door, you will see a fresh earthy smell, and this kind of weather makes people feel refreshed for no reason.

The First Emperor Yingzheng stood on the steps of Kunning Courtyard, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "There is still not much rain this year, it will be fine for a few days in a row." ”

Liang Chen accompanied him, stretched out his hand and tried it, indeed, the rain was too light. That is, the skin will be wet.

Ying Zheng took two steps into the courtyard, raised his head, closed his eyes, and let the rain fall lightly on his face, cool, with a little comfortable tingling, he smiled unconsciously.

In the past few days, he has thought it through. Xiao Han's shoes hanging from the tree did not offend him. It was already hanging there, and he was going to occupy her "lair" so that she had nowhere to go. And when she was about to come down from the tree, she really couldn't move, and if he found out about the shoes, it would be bad, it would be better to get barefoot. Maybe she thought that this matter would pass vaguely. Who would have thought that he would find out after all.

Hehe, in her heart, she still knows how to respect people.

It's a pity that he won't pretend to be confused.

"Liang Chen, let's take a walk around the Tibetan Academy!" In this kind of weather, something should really be done.

"Huh? Oh! Liang Chen went to prepare the hat and the robe. With that, he turned to leave.

"What hat and coat do you want!" Ying Zheng complained and walked out.

Liang Chen hesitated for a moment, but still went to take care of the little eunuch and sent the hat and the clothes to the Tibetan Academy for a while. It's raining lightly here, stay for a while. But I don't know. If the little cold girl is so angry that she turns around and leaves, and then catches up with the heavy rain, she may not be looking for someone to spread fire when she comes back.

Tibetan Academy, under the eaves of the library building.

Mrs. Zheng and Xiao Han chatted while standing and admiring the rain, and Shu Yi accompanied them.

Mrs. Zheng said: "There are too few flowers in this yard, let people plant some next year." ”

Xiao Han said: "There are some wild flowers growing in the backyard, as long as you take care of it a little." Xiao Han likes this yard very much, there are so many trees. Here, except for not being able to get out. Everything is fine. ”

Mrs. Zheng turned her head. Looking at her, there was a touch of sorrow on her calm and indifferent face that she might not have been aware of, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Lately, have you slept well?"

Xiao Han smiled faintly. Looking at the gray sky. Softly, "It's okay." When you are tired, you go to sleep and don't think about anything. ”

Mrs. Zheng didn't speak again, but just grabbed Xiao Han's wrist. Gently patted it.

"Madame, don't worry about me, I'm fine. But there is something to trouble Sister Shuyi. ”

Shu Yi listened, her eyes widened, and she didn't understand what could trouble her about her.

"That's right. Xiao Han made a poncho, and people couldn't go out, and they couldn't take it to the eldest prince to wear. In the autumn of Shangjun, it is windy and rainy, and this thing is isolated from the wind and the tide, so it can be used. He had made one before, and he gave it to General Meng Tian. By now, he could use it himself, but he didn't. After saying that, he smiled regretfully.

Shu Yi nodded, it turned out that she was asking her to send something. So, she glanced inquiringly at Madame.

Mrs. Zheng shook her head helplessly, grabbed her hand again, and rubbed it twice. She still has a deep affection for Fusu.

"Shu Yi, you send these clothes to Fusu Mansion and ask his family to send someone to deliver them. We don't have anything to give, and Fusu doesn't lack anything. ”

Shu Yi nodded.

"Madam, in fact, he still lacks something." Speaking of this, Xiao Han's face suddenly turned red.

Madame Zheng looked at her in surprise.

"Please ask Sister Shuyi to go to the store I run to find Sanchun, and say that Sister Xiaohan often takes the size of men's underwear and ask her to prepare a few more pairs, and no one in Shangjun prepares these for him."

Mrs. Zheng understood, and sighed again, her son lacks nothing in Shangjun, but he lacks a person who knows cold and hot.

Xiao Han said again: "Just say that Mrs. let me send it, don't mention Xiao Han." ”

Shu Yi was surprised by these words, but Mrs. Zheng understood what she meant, among women, it is always like this, and the matter of needles and threads will become a big deal. She shook her head helplessly and said, "Just say it, they always listen to my words." Let's prepare some things, anyway, to send a trip. ”

……

Ying Zheng entered the courtyard and habitually looked up at the tree, there was no one on the tree, but there were more things, the net pocket was still there, but there was a board on it.

Hehe, it's ghostly and spirity, she's scared!

The rain was not heavy, but after walking all the way, my hair was wet and my clothes were a little damp. Where are they?

As soon as I was at the gate of the courtyard, I saw the car of Wutong Courtyard and knew that Mrs. Zheng came by car today. She is diligent, and she comes every few days.

So what to run with a big belly, maybe it's only a few days. Just as willful as when you were younger!

As he walked inside, he complained and heard the babbling laughter of several women coming from the room.

"He moved again, moved again, you sing again, he likes this." It was Mrs. Zheng's voice.

"Jingle bell, ding bells, jingle bells, how happy we ski we sit on the sled......" is Xiao Han's voice, clear and cheerful, like a stream.

"He's moving again, he's moving again!" Mrs. Zheng laughed haha.

"Miss Xiaohan, you sing the song of driving the car again, let's see how he reacts this time?" Probably Shu Yi was talking, as if she was curious.

"Okay, let's sing that. Ice and snow covered the Volga River, and there were three sets of cars running on the glacier, and someone was singing a song of hesitation, singing about the person who drove the car......"

The song is somber and sad, with a sorrow that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved. The First Emperor couldn't help frowning, is this what Xiao Han sang, why do you think the voice has become weird.

"Look, he's not moving, he doesn't like this!" It was Mrs. Zheng's voice.

"Then let's change another one and try him again. Have a cheerful one. Shu Yi was very excited.

"Okay, let's have a backgammon. "......There are no lyrics this time, only tunes, casual and relaxed." It sounds like it's jumping, and you can't help but want to move.

"Move, move, he likes this!" Mrs. Zheng shouted happily.

Several women laughed along.

The First Emperor glanced at Liang Chen behind him and walked into the house.

Liang Chen was also obedient, knowing that the emperor wouldn't let him say hello. said hello, and didn't kneel when he should have knelt, but he couldn't get off the stage.

"What are you playing, so happy!"

Mrs. Zheng was stunned for a moment and wanted to get off the kang. Shu Yi hurriedly put her shoes on.

Xiao Han was already sitting on the side of the kang. At this moment, she put away her smile, bent her legs slightly, and shouted, "Your Majesty." ”

"Alright. Don't come down. Big belly. If you still run around, you just don't obey! He ignored Xiao Han, but said to Mrs. Zheng softly.

Mrs. Zheng smiled. Still put on his shoes and bent down slightly. "The weather is comfortable today, so I want to go out for a walk, won't the emperor be able to stay here?"

The emperor shook his head and did not continue to talk about it.

"You keep playing, Lian just walk around." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked around, as if he was walking casually.

However, when the emperor comes, how can he still play? Everyone can't let go.

"That-, Your Majesty, Mrs. Zheng, you sit down, Xiao Han goes out to see how the chicken is stewed?" After speaking, she walked out quickly, and when she was embarrassed, she had to find something to do, and everyone was the same.

The room next to it is counted as a room. Chun Tao is looking at the fire. In the summer, I usually cook in the yard, but today it rains, so I have to cook it in the house, but this stove is not used for a long time, so it becomes not very easy to use, which makes her face soot.

Lift the lid of the pot and the heat "rises" up, covering the eyes. While chasing the heat with her hand, she poked it with her chopsticks, and felt that it was almost there, so she scooped it up.

In the other room, a few people were still bored.

The emperor asked, "Were you playing with your belly just now?" ”

Mrs. Zheng nodded with a smile and said, "He can hear it, he also has preferences!" ”

"Hmm." Well, it's over, and the emperor will be speechless again.

Mrs. Zheng looked at the emperor's face and didn't know whether to leave or not.

Why don't you go?

"Your Majesty, Shaoqiu should go back."

"What are you going to do, where are you staying?" When she's gone, he can't stay any longer. Come to think of it, you know what that woman's look is.

Mrs. Zheng had no choice but to say "oh" and sit down again.

"Come on, madam, Sister Shuyi, this chicken is so big, let's dismantle it. Aunt Chuntao, quickly take a basin and let Madame wash her hands. ”

As soon as Xiao Han said this, the awkward atmosphere was diluted.

Several women are dismantling chickens. They only spoke occasionally, but they seemed serene.

The First Emperor turned around boredly, found a few bamboo slips placed under the case, reached out to take them, and went to the bright place at the door to see. He can't write well, but he reads a lot of things every day, and he has become an expert in words. These lines should have been written by Xiao Han, very beautiful and fresh, but the content made him frown.

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.

He couldn't help but glance at Xiao Han, who was concentrating on dismantling the chickens. How could she write such a vicissitudes of life?

Who can really not care about "success or failure", and who can tolerate "turning their heads empty"? Who can be open-minded to "how many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking"?

He couldn't.

I'm afraid that only the immortals who stay out of the matter can do it!

……

Lunch was eaten together.

Mrs. Zheng thought it would be such an embarrassing scene, but she didn't expect that the emperor and Xiao Han were very calm.

For Xiao Han, the person sitting on the kang is Fusu's parents, and having a meal with his in-laws is nothing. When I first came to Daqin, I felt like I had seen a celebrity when I saw Zhao Gao, but now that I think about it, aren't everyone made of meat? Isn't this one sitting across from him also a man who drops his face at every turn to show others?

The rice is pocket bread, and the soup is millet soup and chicken broth.

Xiao Han said that the chicken soup is too oily, and pregnant women should not eat anything too oily at this stage, and the millet soup is specially boiled for Mrs. Zheng.

The emperor also asked for millet soup, and he also thought that the chicken soup was too oily.

Xiao Han simply took the chicken soup out for Liang Chen and Shu Yi to drink. She is something that everyone can take care of.

Xiao Han explained to Mrs. Zheng how to make the cake into a pocket, and at the same time filled it with shredded chicken mixed with sauce and finely chopped green onions.

Mrs. Zheng took a bite and said it was delicious.

Xiao Han said that if there is sugar in the sauce, it is not so salty, but it plays a role in improving freshness.

Mrs. Zheng took another bite of the cold salad gourd, and also said that it was delicious.

Xiao Han said that the peppercorns have been fried in oil, and the cold dishes are very fragrant.

Speaking of peppercorns, the First Emperor glanced up at her and filled a pocket cake with his own hands. Now, there is no need for everyone to taboo peppercorns, she is a god, and God can eat whatever he wants. Eating with God is a matter of pleasure to the Lord.

The meal was eaten quietly, and Mrs. Zheng said something about Fusu when she was a child from time to time, adjusting the atmosphere, and it seemed that this topic was the safest.

Xiao Han likes to listen to it very much, and from time to time he covers his mouth and laughs, saying that he is now putting on the score of the eldest son at every turn.

The emperor just ate with his head bored and ate very attentively. Once again, he felt that Fusu was very blessed.

On such a rainy day, sitting on a warm kang, eating delicious meals, listening to the chatter of the women and the sound of rain outside the house, hehe, it is also a comfortable day.

The rain in Xianyang is light, but the skin is different. The camp in the upper county was blistered.

Fusu commanded people to dredge the ditch, although he was wearing a coat and a hat, his whole body was still soaked, and only his chest was still a little dry.

Ding Man was also dressed and standing next to him, he persuaded Fusu to go back and take a break and drink hot water, Fusu waved his hand and refused.

Ding Man said: "Childe, this rain is too big, and it won't do much if it is dredged, the land is already full, and it can't seep if it flows in." Right now, there's water everywhere. ”

Fusu ignored him. If you don't dig the ditch deeper today, there will be no people living in the tent. How can so many sergeants be placed?

"Childe, listen to a word of advice, you are tired enough!"

Fusu frowned, waved his hand, and said, "Ding Man, you go to eat first." He knew that Ding Man was not a person who didn't know how to measure, and just now, that tone was indeed because he was too anxious.

He was also close to him. He has to cherish those who are good to him.

Meng Tian went to inspect the project of the straight road, he has been walking for many days, he is in charge of the camp here, of course he has to take care of this house.

Ding Man glanced at the eldest prince helplessly, and sighed in his heart. Since the last time they came to report the letter, the eldest prince has been even more silent. I didn't say a word when I didn't have to say anything, and I wanted to get angry when I looked at him a few times, but it seemed that I was vented again as soon as I mentioned it. He didn't even bother to make a fire, it seemed that he had no strength in his heart.

He squatted on the edge of the pit for a long time, saying only one sentence: "I forgot to build a dam by the pit." I don't blame her, it's that I didn't think it through. When the weather is dry, let's dig again, and this time the bottom of the pit will be made into rammed earth. ”

Of course, Ding Man knows who this "she" refers to. But who can help him and her with this kind of thing?

Someone shouted: "General Meng is back!" ”

Ding Man turned his head to look, and sure enough, Meng Tian came back on horseback, followed by his own soldiers and deputy general.

The eldest prince turned around, wiped the rain from his forehead, and stepped on the water to meet him.

Meng Tian reined in the horse, cheated his legs, and jumped off the horse. When you jump, you make a splash.

"It's raining, I'm afraid it won't be sunny tomorrow!" As he spoke, he looked at the sky and wrapped himself in a poncho.

The buttons made by Tian Huangshi were stained with water, and they usually only felt moist and heavy, but at this time, they actually showed some sultry charm. Fusu's eyes seemed to be stabbed, and he said with a forced smile: "It's been hard all the way." (To be continued.) )