After a while. It's about the time when a sunset flower blooms. The wind moves the flowers. There is a lot of wind in the mountains. Tang Jingxuan heard the girl's voice and said, "Ah, miss, with flowers, no wonder the wind is blowing away." What a pity. ”

Tang Jingxuan finally couldn't help peeking among the branches and leaves, but saw a girl wearing a gardenia-colored embroidered narrow-sleeved shirt and a crab gold short hairpin with her beards, squatting among the falling flowers on the ground. Those rue flowers must have just been brought together to form words, and they were blown open, and they were gathered into strokes in a few places, but they were no longer in the shape of words, but they were as soft as the lines of her back at the turn of the arc.

Tang Jingxuan couldn't help but regret that she hadn't seen any words she had built earlier.

But she folded her hands and asked the girl, "Do you know what I built?" There was not a hint of unpleasantness in the tone.

The girl scratched her head and said, "It seems to be ...... Such as what...... It's like ...... electricity."

Ah, like dew and electricity, like a dream bubble.

Tang Jingxuan once visited the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and when he saw a monk who had placed an order, he clasped his palms together and muttered, turning over and over with only one sentence, and when others asked him which sentence he was reading, he also closed his eyes and did not answer. It was easy for others to hear clearly, but this was the sentence, and they advised him: There are other excellent things in the scriptures, why don't you read them all, why don't you get stuck in one sentence? It's too obsessive!

The monk's eyelids opened, and when he heard that his eyes were like electricity, he finally replied: "If you want to go to the shore, there is only one boat." If you don't go ashore, what's the use of rubbing 10,000 cables? ”

The monks touched their noses and retreated, telling the story as a joke. When Tang Jingxuan heard this, he was touched, and he wrote this word several times, and when he looked at it, he always felt that he was not happy, and he burned it again. Come on now. How wonderful it is for this pair of mustache girls to build flowers!

The double-bearded girl really said to the girl: "You don't know this sentence, what's the pity of blowing it?" You know this sentence, what's the point of blowing it away? ”

Tang Jingxuan raised his face with his eyes slightly closed, the light sifted out of the flowers and leaves, and the thin green swayed on his eyes. He shook his head slightly, as if he had drunk a cup of excellent tea, and he was almost drunk because of the suitability.

The girl still seemed to have something very bad buried in her heart, endured it and endured it, and asked, "Girl." How can you still laugh. ”

"Huh?" The double-bearded girl asked the same question as Tang Jingxuan. "Why can't I laugh?"

"Because everyone says that you are on the mountain, ...... with Tang Gongzi" The girl couldn't go on.

"Well, it was just right, the moon was there. He's in. I'm here too. Sister Fu is here, and the mountains and trees are all there. The bearded girl said nonchalantly, "So what? Why not? Just because I don't say it. It's like there's something. What if you just say it? I'm not dead, the wind is still there, the flowers are still there, I'm still here, can't I laugh? You—" the bearded girl suddenly asked, "Hey, who left Jane over there?" ”

Tang Jingxuan also looked over.

His mind was in turmoil.

This pair of mustache girls turned out to be Yun Hui. According to Xie Yunjian, she should have been deeply hurt by the rumors, and she almost wanted Miss Xie Qi Yunhui who was boring.

That rumor was really devastating. Otherwise, Tang Jingxuan would not have promised to make amends just by relying on Yun Jian's words. And Yun Hui's own attitude is actually like this, like this......

How?

Tang Jingxuan couldn't describe it. It's like he never described what the partner he wants to spend his life with should be. But Yun Hui's back quietly coincided with the illusory shadow in his heart.

Under the flower gallery, there are green plantains, and there are flower notes, fine pens and fragrant ink on the corridor pole.

The girl said, "Oh, it must be...... Written. ”

The voice was so soft that Tang Jingxuan couldn't hear which girl left it. But he heard Yun Hui's crisp and sweet voice read out the half-words on the tooth slip.

In fact, strictly speaking, Yun Hui's voice is not very in line with Tang Jingxuan's aesthetics. Tang Jingxuan's favorite voice will be a little lower, a little more soothing, like the sun shining slightly warm, like a soft silk like a stream, brushing in the ears, but leaving no tide. That's the ideal state.

But Yun Hui's voice was too sweet and too narrow.

I want to thank the greenery of the plantain, the blowing of the mountain breeze, the distance of the half-corridor separated by the light and shadow of the flowers and leaves, and the content she reads, all of which made her voice delight Tang Jingxuan's heart and ears, and did not touch his scales.

What she read was: "Whoever has a lot of things to do to plant plantains, they are also Xiaoxiao in the morning and Xiaoxiao in the evening." ”

Only half a que. It's beautiful, but it's unsustainable. In this summer summer cool green corridor, the hazy osmanthus fragrance is floating at the beginning, and the cloves bend their necks softly in the sun. It seems too contrived. But is it possible to continue the tone of rejoicing? It's too cheesy and hard.

Is it that the person who left the words should put down his pen and leave? Tang Jingxuan thought about it and felt sorry for her.

Yun Hui picked up the pen to continue, wrote, and laughed with the girl. That laughter made Tang Jingxuan also happy.

After she left with the girl, Tang Jingxuan walked forward and looked at the two words with very different handwriting on the narrow flower note.

The upper que is mellow and gentle, and the lower que is charming and charming, and said: "It's because the gentleman's heart is too boring, he planted a plantain, and he complained about the plantain." ”

"Wonderful!" Tang Jingxuan couldn't help but smack.

When he said goodbye, he thought that it was time to call the family to propose marriage. Presumably, the elders will be very happy to hear that he is finally willing to get married!

…… In fact, when the elders heard that it was a concubine, they were inevitably stunned. Fortunately, the Xie family has a good family and a good style, and Yunzi's generation is also competitive. If Tang Jingxuan insisted on it again—well, he must have persisted—then Tang Taishou and the other elders would probably have allowed it.

If it weren't for a hawker, there would be another spoiler.

The peddler carried a load and rested on the side of the road. The burdens are clean, and the peddlers are cleanly dressed. The burden was marked with "Ahanda", but it was covered with a white homespun handkerchief. This recognition is already slightly famous in Jincheng. Everyone knows: you can definitely rest assured when you buy something from Ahanda.

Of course, even if this mark is exposed, Tang Changsun doesn't recognize it. Of course, the reputation of the hawker has not yet reached the ears of Tang Changsun.

Tang Changsun is pampered, why buy this kind of thing?

But the peddler had a pair of white geese by his side.

The goose is an animal that is quite elegant among waterfowl. It is said that the sage of calligraphy Wang Xizhi comprehended the true meaning of calligraphy in the goose viewing, and people with connoisseurship like Tang Changsun will of course take a look at it more.

Then he saw that the peddler's burden contained a bamboo tube filled with water, with a smoky skin and a snow-white face, freshly made, and a fresh bamboo leaf. This is also very elegant, and Tang Changsun inevitably took another look.

The vendors asked them if they wanted to buy water.

Of course, Tang Changsun's entourage brought water. But Tang Jingxuan still bought a tube with great mercy. The hawkers were able to sell books. It is said that it is a new kind of article from the north.

The entourage of the Tang family laughed at him as a peddler, what kind of article do you know?

The peddler said: There was a man who said that he would copy it by himself, and he and his friend copied two copies, and the other one was bought by someone else with a lot of money.

As he spoke, the peddler opened the book and proved that it was a good thing.

Tang Changsun saw a very familiar verse: Who is the troublesome plantain......

He was stunned.

The peddler relayed the complaint of the minister: The buyer has no vision! His words are so chic, but his friends' words are too charming, like a boudoir girl, without a good boy's style. As a result, the buyer also asked his friend to write a few more words and buy it with a lot of money! I can't figure it out......

Tang Changsun seemed to have figured out something.

After figuring it out, he felt like he had swallowed a fly.

The peddler wanted to continue, but an old farmer caught up from the other end of the mountain road, looked at the situation, hurriedly held down the book, nodded his head, and said to the masters: It's not for sale! Mistaken. Books are not for sale!

Tang Jingxuan didn't want to ask any more. He asked his retinue to lift his palanquin. Let's go!

Propose marriage or something, of course, the flag will be silenced, and the discussion will be stopped. Tang Jingxuan, and in this life, he is not willing to step into the Xie Mansion again. Yun Hui is still young, so she may not be able to do so much. Who is behind the manipulation? He was afraid of tarnishing his state of mind when he thought about it.

Yun Hui was looking forward to mentioning her relatives, but she didn't set foot on the door. The culprit of Miss Lin's diarrhea again was found: the little girl Piao'er, because she was suffering from constipation, took the intestinal medicine herself, which is said to have not been kept well, and was sprinkled into the soup that Miss Lin drank.

Aunt Ying and Mama Qiu were so angry that they pulled Piao'er into the wing room to be disciplined. Piao'er has no rules, and is looking for death and life. It happened that the girl Luo Yue passed by outside, because she and Piao'er had served Miss Xie Liu together in the past, and they could be regarded as having an old friendship, so they went to comfort Piao'er. After a while, Piao Er stopped crying. Luo Yue took a small piece of paper and handed it to Mingzhu.

Mingzhu saw that it was a small piece of torn paper, and only half of the two words remained on it, which could be "Ru Xu" or something else. The strokes seem to be quite somber.

Mingzhu's face changed at that time, and she asked Luo Yue the ins and outs.

Luo Yue said very simply, very little. Speaking of this piece of paper, I only respect the words and paper, and I dare not throw it away, and it is most appropriate to hand it over to Grandma Mingzhu for disposal.

Mingzhu closed her eyes, opened them again, and said, "People say that you are simple, but I can't think of you to be sensible." ”

Luo Yue rarely received such praise, and she lowered her head in fear, and almost confided in the inside story that Aunt Ying told her: Actually, it's not that I'm sensible, it's all taught by others......

But Yinggu still has a sentence: Do you want to avenge your girl in the spirit of heaven?

Luo Yue didn't know what the six girls were wrong, but she always felt that this matter was not over. For this sentence, she bowed her head, she lied, and she endured!

Piao Er was thrown out, and the traces were cleaned as if they had never appeared. Luo Yue was promoted by Mingzhu and took Piao'er's place.

The old lady asked, "I heard that girl is not smart?" ”

Mingzhu said: "The old lady is Mingjian." Not a smart person, but loyal and honest, willing to work. If you want such a person, I'm afraid you can be quieter. ”

The old lady didn't ask again. (To be continued......)