Yuan Shaoren flipped through it, and saw a Xue Tao note pressed at the bottom, with a poem "Qingping Le" inscribed on it, and the words said:

"The dust is gone, and the orchid crumbs are in the dream. Showers knock on the window and mess with the night, and the sky is frosty and the moon is frosty in the north.

Jinling is full of smoke and haze, and Hugh mentions old things and breaks his soul. Laughing at me through the ages, I still hate the spring breeze. ”

The inscription is "Orchid Layman". The font is elegant and elegant, very juan and beautiful, the word also draws a half round of smoke and moon next to the word, draws an orchid and a bush of bamboos in the lower corner, a few strokes can see that the painting skills are profound and exquisite, and they contrast with each other.

Yuan Shaoren only felt that it was just the work of the children of the boudoir at first, but he felt a little different, the word was really full of joys and sorrows, different from "for the new word to say sorrow", read it again, the vicissitudes of life and loneliness came out of the paper.

At this time, Chu Dapeng came over and said, "Brother, what are you looking at when you are so engrossed?" ”

Yuan Shaoren flicked the letter paper and said with a smile: "Interesting, how old is Yingyang's cousin, and what 'past' and 'old things' have passed, but this painting is really good, I didn't expect it to be a talented girl." ”

Chu Dapeng said: "I don't have an idea to be able to stand up to Brother Lou's high vision, can you look down on her?" Seeing Yuan Shaoren looking at him with a smile, he smiled and slapped Yuan Shaoren and said, "Okay brother, don't pretend to be confused, how old are you and what else you don't understand." Can an ordinary 'cousin' make Lin Bawang smash the door of your house in the middle of the night and send troops out to look for someone. Didn't you see it, when you went to the temple and saw no one, Lin Bawang's face was green, and his eyes were about to pop out, as if he was going to eat people, and it was the first time I saw him like this, and it was weird to think about it. ”

Yuan Shaoren was stunned, and said with a smile: "There was a lot of uproar in Jinling before, looking for teenage girls everywhere, it turned out to be looking for her?" ”

Chu Dapeng said: "But isn't it, when you turn around, you have to let Ying Yang take her out so that everyone can see if it looks like the Nine Xuantian Lady has descended to the mortal world and can make Lin Bawang like this." ”

Yuan Shaoren shook his head with a smile. He has never been interested in Lin Jinlou's romance, but at the moment, although he is good at painting and writing good poetry, he is also not interested. He has always stayed away from such sentimental women who love to write poems and paint - it is true that they are talented, but the tone of the day is also depressing, and usually such women are thin, Li Qingzhao, Zhu Shuzhen, Tang Wan, Ban Jieyu, which is the appearance of high fortune and longevity.

Yuan Shaoren ordered someone to pack up all the things of Xianglan, put them in a box and carry them back to the forest house in Yangzhou. The door was very attentive and welcomed people in, Yuan Shaoren entered the courtyard only to know that Lin Jinlou was not there, and wanted to put down his things and leave, but he saw a person standing in the weeping flower door. He had excellent eyesight, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a woman, standing there with her head up, looking at a flower on the wall stupidly, with good appearance, black hair and cicada sideburns, horizontal eyes, eyebrows, extremely beautiful color, slender figure, wearing a light yellow apricot shirt, bright green skirt, standing under a peach tree, more beautiful and delicate than the peach blossom.

Yuan Shaoren was stunned, unconsciously stunned, as if he saw another person, and muttered: "Lotus...... Lotus Niang......"

Xianglan leaned over and picked up a fallen flower on the ground, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly saw a person standing outside the second gate, wearing brocade clothes, burly and tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a broad face and a straight nose, a dignified appearance, and a beard under her nose. Xianglan hurriedly hid to the side to avoid it, and said in her heart: "Why is there a man who is so decent, and he is so abrupt, look in the inner courtyard...... Looking at his appearance, majestic and imposing, he is not like an ordinary person, he must be a powerful court official. ”

For a while, Lingqing poked his head out of the window and called Xianglan into the house to drink tonic soup, Xianglan walked back, and couldn't help but look back again, only to see that the person was still standing outside the second gate and looking inside, so he hurriedly turned his head, lifted his skirt and quickly entered the house.

Yuan Shaoren saw Xianglan leave, Fang Chang took a long breath and slowly covered his face with his hands. This woman must be Lin Jinlou's "cousin", that body is like one of his old people - Shen Jialian, the granddaughter of Shen Wenhan, the first assistant of the first emperor's court, and then exiled with the family.

He stood still, and saw the empty courtyard, and the breeze blew through it, shaking the ground red.

Saying that Xianglan drank the soup, she felt bored, and wanted to read two books to relieve her boredom, so Lingqing went to the front study, flipped it over, and only brought two poems and two Buddhist scriptures.

When the meal was about to be served at noon, the wind suddenly rose, and in a moment the sky darkened, and the rain began to fall finely. Lingsu hurriedly closed the window and said, "It's raining well, and grandma has to add an extra piece of clothing." "While talking, Zhang Luo is setting up a meal.

The kitchen made four dishes and one soup, which had only just recovered from pandan disease, and there was nothing particularly fishy and greasy, just two or three delicate green vegetables, accompanied by white and tender tofu and a plate of delicate fruit snacks. Xianglan was eating, Lin Jinlou came back, his body was half wet, and said to Xianglan: "You eat yours." Gu took a towel to wipe his face, and when the maids saw it, they hurriedly opened the cage and took clean clothes.

Lin Jinlou came to Yangzhou in a hurry, he didn't bring a single piece of clothes, there were only two old clothes left in the Yangzhou house that he had worn here, and when he bought clothes for Xianglan a few days ago, he also added some, but in order to entertain the outside world.

Lin Jinlou scrubbed and changed his clothes, sat next to Xianglan, looked at the dishes on the table, and said, "Add two more dishes, I was out at noon, and I didn't eat much." ”

Fortunately, the kitchen had already prepared, and after a while, two small stir-fried dishes were served, which were bright but not a delicacy. Although Lin Jinlou pays attention to eating and drinking, because he has been in the army for a long time, he is not so picky, and he starts eating with chopsticks.

Xianglan had already finished eating, but because Lin Jinlou came back, it was not good to leave him alone, so she only left half a bowl of soup and sat beside him in a daze. Although she is no longer as afraid of Lin Jinlou as before, she is still a little uncomfortable when she is alone with her, and she can't tell what it feels like, so she can only be so awkward.

Lin Jinlou glanced at her twice and put a soft pastry in her chopsticks.

Pandan looked at him.

Lin Jinlou tried hard to swallow the food in his mouth, and said, "You eat more, you have been sick for the past two days, and you have eaten so little, and the meat that is easy to raise when you turn around is gone." ”

Xianglan said "um", looked at the pastries on the plate but couldn't eat them, took the chopsticks and plucked them twice, and poked a few holes up boringly. RS