In the next few days, Mrs. Guan could often listen to a lot of "good news" from Brother Yi'er's mouth and through his childish words. For example, today, Brother Yi went out with Shizi, came back in the evening, and reported to her. "Uncle hugged my aunt and rode a horse. When I taught my aunt, I taught more than Brother Yi. The little guy pouted, and felt left out.

Mrs. Guan smiled, touched his head, and coaxed him softly, "Aunt is your uncle's subordinate official." She didn't learn how to ride a horse well, so your uncle naturally disciplined her more strictly. ”

So at dinner that night, Brother Yi sat opposite the seventh girl, watching her uncle clip her with several chopsticks and miserable green vegetables. Brother Yi held a small blue and white porcelain plate in front of him, and while sending the eight-treasure duck to his mouth, he stared at the seventh girl, feeling that if he was to be disciplined by his uncle like this, he would eat vegetables and not meat. The opportunity to learn to ride a horse during the day is better for my aunt.

After dinner, he took her back to the house, holding her hand all the way, walking slowly, frowning slightly on his handsome face. "Tomorrow put it aside for a day off?" In the past few days, she has taught her to ride a horse, she is not a squeamish character, but when she first adapts to it, she still feels that she has been bumpy on the horse for a long time, her feet have fallen to the ground, and people are still following the horse, upside down, and she has no appetite.

She clasped her fingers between his, squeezed his large, dry, warm hand, thought about it, and confirmed it again. "On the day of the spring hunt, you really just need to sit on the horse decently and walk a few steps slowly without running?"

Before that, she hadn't seen the so-called spring hunting, what it was like. He only said that the noble girl of the family only needed the royal horse to move forward slowly, just to be there to make a scene. The real hunting is still a few highnesses, and the children of various families in Yanjing compete for skills.

"However, could it be that Ah Yu still wants to ride and shoot?" He glanced at her, and she felt that his glance was clearly a joke that she was not doing enough.

"In this way, tomorrow will be the same as the adults mentioned, and it will rest for one day." She snorted twice with her little nose, deliberately not looking at the teasing in his eyes. Her head was tilted, and she secretly calculated in her heart that if she just sat on the horse and walked a few steps, it would not be so difficult to learn, and before the spring hunt, time should be enough.

Reflecting the dim light under the porch, he lowered his eyes, only to see the soft and quiet outline of her side face. Like her, thinking of the spring hunt a few days later, his eyes revealed a hint of imperative determination.

She turned her face away, missing the unfathomable, slightly closed phoenix eyes when he looked at her.

Early the next morning, he took her and Brother Yi out to the back mountain to find the joy of picking. At this time, the mountains are cold and cold, and you can pick up frozen mushrooms unique to the north. Because of the shade of grass and trees, even in the ice and snow, frozen mushrooms still grow tenaciously. In addition, the waterhole washed out of the mountain stream is frozen, and the ice surface can be chiseled open, and some fish and shrimp may be caught.

Such a rare play on weekdays, full of wild fun, the seven girls are full of interest, and Brother Yi is even more joyful from beginning to end.

When I went out, I only brought a convenient and delicate bamboo basket with me. At this time, the eyes were full of full and fresh game, and the seven girls were greedy, and they felt that they couldn't take it away with such a blank look, which was a pity. So while he was holding Brother Yi'er, he pointed out to Brother Yi to see the squirrels squatting and gnawing on the branches. With her hands and feet sharp, she unfastened her cloak and flipped it over her shoulders.

Only the outside side of the satin, which is very valuable at a glance, is encircled as a bib. Laughing behind him, he walked one end at a time, and bent down to pick out a big and good-looking frozen mushroom.

Hearing the sound of rustling behind him, he turned around, but when he saw her like this, he didn't see the lady's demeanor at all, the corners of his mouth moved, because of her little face flushed, and he was extremely happy, he paused for a moment, and finally let her go.

In the carriage on the way back, Brother Yi was tired of playing, and the child was already sleepy a lot, and he was already sleeping heavily under the quilt.

Today's harvest has been handed over to the waiter in front of the car. She was hugged in front of him, wrapped in his large, warm coat, and her little hands shook her mud-stained shirt and patted it away.

"It's not like it, and I'm not afraid of children's jokes." He took her around from behind him, and shook off her busy little hands. Take it and tidy it up for her.

The same thing, he does it meticulously and beautifully. Every time she watched his slender fingertips move flexibly, she always felt a pleasing beauty. He is not like her chaotic, he does things, no matter when, he is always methodical, calm and not procrastinating.

She shifted and sat sideways in his arms. Rubbing her cheek against his chest, affectionately expressing her gratitude.

Originally, it was just a simple flattery, but he was not her, so he gradually changed his taste. He raised his arm and wrapped her tightly in his arms by means of a robe, no longer afraid that Brother Yi would wake up suddenly and give a bad demonstration. Lean over and kiss, delicate and long.

When the carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard, the seventh girl took Chunying's arm and landed steadily. A small red face hid under the brim of his hat, afraid to see anyone. Brother Yi was still sleeping sweetly on his shoulder, just now he cured her, and suddenly made love, which was just a cloak stained with mud, because he abandoned it, he put it under her, and unknowingly, he kneaded out many folds. Now it was draped over her, the whole hem was wrinkled, and she carried it and stretched it, and her cheeks burned red.

Passing by the second gate, she had already stepped into the threshold, and her eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure. When I turned around, I saw an old servant wearing a colored cotton jacket and a hat on his head, half-squatting, cleaning up an inconspicuous gold-edged bluegrass in the corner. At the feet of the old servant, there were also scissors, copper shovels, melon scoops and other objects for raising flowers and plants.

Her eyes flashed, and she felt how familiar this situation was, and she couldn't help but look at it twice.

"How?" Seeing her looking at the old servant, thoughtfully, he hugged Brother Yi and stood behind her and asked.

She seemed to wake up suddenly, oh in response, shook her head, and walked into the inner courtyard with Chunying as if it was nothing. Walking out of the boss along the porch, she turned to look at him, with a pair of apricot eyes, rippling with color.

"My lord, that is the famous advisor of the Guogong Mansion, Gongsun Yin, Mr. Gongsun?"

He took a deep look at her, she had never met Gongsun before, and it was too unexpected for him to be able to break the identity of Gongsun so lightly.

"How so?" He asked like this, but he acquiesced in what she said.

She showed a look of "sure enough", paused at her feet, waved Chun Ying away, and walked side by side with him. Because of her scruples about Brother Yi'er, she deliberately lowered her voice and spoke softly.

"Back then, the lower official blamed the lord for a piece of paper, and since he remembered the culprit, he had time to inquire around and get some anecdotes about that gentleman."

She was playful in her words, and she kept hating the events of the past, but in fact it was just a joke. If you are a strategist, if you are of noble character and have a bright breeze, you don't care about wisdom and strategy. She won't not understand such a simple truth.

"It is rumored that gentleman, who was born in a poor family, was favored by you for some reason. As a result, he has risen to prominence and fame. "If a scholar from a poor family wants to enter the office, if he has to get the help of nobles and take the road of recommendation, just being born at that threshold is enough to stop him from the door. A lifetime of ambition is unpaid, and there is nothing to do.

"Even if you have a discerning eye, you need that person to come out first and show his true ability before he can be convinced." Knowing the way, how to let your reputation reach the ears of nobles is also a hurdle. It's like a cloth coat, if you come to the door to ask for it, you will be stopped by a sergeant guarding the door and wearing a sword.

More than half of the world's virtuous people have obtained official positions by recommendation. It is conceivable that there are not a few people who want to serve in front of the Duke of Zhao Guogong all day long. To seek an opportunity among these many people is tantamount to sharpening one's head and squeezing forward.

"According to what the lower officials learned, there was a scholar in the former dynasty when King Xiang was born, and because of his humble background, no one was willing to sponsor him at the beginning. The man thought of a way to let go of his obsession with being a master for the time being, and turned to learn to cook. Two years later, the man's reputation for cooking meat soup and his loyalty and sincerity gradually spread. Later, he was recommended to enter the house by the guests of Anyang waiting for the account, and got the opportunity to get close to the main family. That person is the late Xiangwang Dynasty, the world-famous Zaifu, Prime Minister Huang Qian. ”

She laughed, tilted her head, the hairpin on her head swayed, and the bright brilliance on the orb could not match the clear look in her eyes.

"Xia Guan once had a relationship with Mr. Gongsun in Chunqiu Zhai. At that time, Mr. was also in your heavily gated yard, tending to flowers and plants. Nowadays, there are far more elaborate and delicate things than ordinary craftsmen under the feet, serving flowers and plants. The lower official guessed that the note of worship issued by the gentleman back then was probably the imitation of the thing. ”

This Mr. Gongsun is quite bold. The Great Zhou Dynasty destroyed Chu, he imitated the former dynasty Zaifu, and fortunately met Bole was him, otherwise, the good luck is unpredictable.

He saw that she was very straightforward, clear-cut, and historically factual at her fingertips. She had grown up slowly before he knew it, and her talent was enough to make him proud. He was ridiculous, and he had a feeling that he seemed to have a girl in my family who had just grown up.

He laughed to himself, it had been a long time since he had stroked the top of her hair like he coaxed Brother Yi. She dodged awkwardly, pouting at him.

This scene was seen by Mrs. Guan, who was holding the door not far away, and couldn't help but be stunned for a long time. It's been a long time, and I've never seen him so happy in the house.

Seeing that the two of them were very harmonious, getting along with a touch of warmth, Mrs. Guan turned around and entered the house, not wanting to disturb such a rare harmony. On the dignified and beautiful face, there was also a smile of relief.

It was day and night, Gongsun Yin from the mouth of the prince, and unexpectedly learned that his identity had been recognized by the seven girls. In astonishment, he thought about it for a long time, and finally rushed to the person sitting at the head of the seat, respectfully, and gave a blessing.

"In this way, the lower officials have no shame to dissuade what the adults want to do in the spring hunt."

Today, I came to the other courtyard with Gongsun, and several doormen who were also discussing in the study at the moment, looked at each other and weighed each other, and followed Gongsun to get up. Admired by the female official who was raised by the prince himself, she can be called smart and open-minded. Then they gave up their hands and seconded the proposal in unison.

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Xiao Qi's duck is actually just over three years old. As you recall, it wasn't easy. However, the "pair" mentioned above is not a duck. tobecontinued, tomorrow to reveal ha~~~