Night.

The small snowflakes fall between the pavilions and pavilions on the verandah of Longyin Pavilion, the lanterns at the corners of the eaves exude a dim light, a few literati ladies who have not entered the attic, chatting under the maple trees with dead leaves, and the noisy sound of cars and horses on the street comes, which makes it seem even more quiet outside the attic.

Under the windows of the towering high-rise buildings, the corners of the courtyard walls facing the street.

Song Yufu, who was dressed in a fluffy skirt, leaned against the corner of the wall, put her hands on her chest, she was not short, but the man who blocked her in the corner was so tall that she could only look up with a small face, and there was a little nervousness in her apricot eyes, but it was more of a 'I'm not wrong' unconvinced.

Xu Buling had a few points of flying snow on the fox fur on his body, and his handsome face was a little annoyed:

"Something wrong with you? Did I provoke you? ”

Xu Buling was naturally angry, he followed Mrs. Lu's instructions, came over to 'buy poems and defile himself', racked his brains to bring out Li Qingzhao's poems, but was stirred up by Song Yufu, can you not be angry?

Judging from the current situation, most of the people in the building feel that he wrote for Mrs. Lu, 'The wind and dust are gone, and he is speechless, and he can't explain it.

Tomorrow morning there may be some gossip out of the mouthpiece.

And his reputation as a 'friend of women' is probably confirmed.

Where can a gentle genius who knows his daughter's mind so well find a second one?

This matter will reach Mrs. Lu's ears tomorrow, and Xu Buling can already imagine the end - mourn its misfortune, hate it, and even pretend to be a tender genius, what use do you have?

But Song Yufu obviously doesn't know this, as a woman from a scholarly family, she has always regarded reputation as more important than her name, yes, yes, her head should not and she will not bow her head, this is called literati style.

Song Yufu faced Xu Buling, who had a cold face, and was not afraid at all, but said seriously:

"Xu Shizi, why are you murdering me? has real talent and learning, but is unwilling to explain to those people. As the saying goes, 'accumulate and destroy the bones, and everyone will make money', if you don't explain, the more time passes, it will become true. I'll help you correct your name, you should thank me for ......"

"Huh—thanks?" Xu Buling raised his hand and was about to fight.

Song Yufu shrunk her face into her furry collar, turned her face slightly, and still spoke sharply:

"You are a gentleman, and beating a woman has the style of betraying a gentleman, so you won't beat me, just scare me, I have already seen it......"

“……”

This is not clear 'I am weak, I am reasonable'?

Xu Buling nodded, broke a branch from the bushes next to him, and walked in front of Song Yufu:

"Hold your hand out."

Song Yufu hurriedly hid her hand in her back waist and leaned against the corner of the wall very stubbornly:

"You can't hit me, the ruler is to correct mistakes, I'm not wrong, you can't hit people for no reason...... Even if you want to beat me, you have to tell me what is wrong first, otherwise I won't change, and I will dare to ...... next time."

With Song Yufu's literati temper, it is estimated that he can really promote that he is a talented man everywhere in order to 'correct his name'.

Xu Buling's eyes were slightly cold: "My business, you won't interfere in the future." ”

"One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, if you call my father sir, I have to take care of it...... It's also for my dad's honor......"

Song Yufu leaned against the corner of the wall, but she didn't bow her head.

Xu Buling frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said coldly:

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it, do you understand this truth?"

Song Yufu nodded.

"I am the eldest son of Yan Wangyan, with twelve states in fiefdom, 200,000 iron horses, and I have been gifted with martial arts since I was a child.

Song Yufu thought about it, slowly came back to her senses, and her eyes lit up:

"Xu Shizi is trying to hide it?"

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief and put on a straight face: "Now you know if you are wrong?" ”

Song Yufu nodded weakly, but soon frowned again, and muttered:

"How can you be clumsy, buying poems is self-staining, the focus is on buying poems, you write a poem yourself and pretend to be ......"

"I didn't write it."

Xu Buling raised the small branch in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I'm not a widow, how can I write such words?" ”

Song Yufu 'oh~', squinting slightly: "It turned out that it was really written for Mrs. Lu, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has a seven-trick exquisite heart......"

Xu Buling's eyes were cold, he raised his hand and grabbed Song Yufu's sleeve, pulled her out a little, and the small branch in his hand was pumped on his buttocks:

"I'll let you die...... Underdraw, don't you......"

Song Yufu exclaimed, it doesn't hurt to wear a thick dress in winter, but her daughter's family has the reason to be spanked by a man, she is sixteen.

Song Yufu had a little shame in her eyes, but she didn't dare to fight back, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand:

"It doesn't work there...... Beat...... Thug ......"

Xu Buling twitched her little hand with a small branch, and the force was not very strong.

Song Yufu frowned and didn't hide, obviously she was often beaten by adults when she was a child, and she was used to it.

Xu Buling gave a symbolic two blows, and then threw the small branch aside:

"It's good to know your mistakes, don't go around preaching that I'm a gentleman and a talented man in the future, let me hear the slightest rumor, I have a way to clean you up."

Song Yufu retracted her hand into her sleeve, her face was a little red, and her little hand muttered:

"You can say no to my dad......"

"Nope."

"Then the entire Chang'an City, isn't it only me who knows, you are a 'civil and military, the city government is very deep, young and old, ......"

As Song Yufu spoke, she found that Xu Buling's eyes were getting colder, she quickly shut up and thought about it:

"I'll keep it a secret for you."

Xu Buling squinted and looked up and down, not sure if the girl would turn around and sell him, so he raised his hand and pulled the hairpin off her head just in case.

The hairpin is white jade texture, without too much carving, only engraved with the eight characters of 'bright moon shines on pine, hibiscus is like jade', and the handwriting is like a gold hook and iron stroke, which is definitely from the hand of a famous artist.

Song Yufu was startled, and hurriedly raised her hand to grab it: "Xu Shizi, you give me back my hairpin, this is the hairpin left to me by my mother." ”

Xu Buling's palm turned slightly, and the hosta fell into his sleeve: "When I leave Beijing, I will pay you back, if you go out and talk nonsense...... Hum. ”

Song Yufu was a little anxious, raised her hand and wanted to take the hairpin back, but she didn't dare to put her hand into the man's clothes and touch it, so she hurriedly put her toes on the spot:

"No, the hairpin of my daughter's family can't be given to people...... I promise not to talk nonsense......"

Xu Buling snorted lightly: "It's good to know that you're in a hurry, I don't miss a hairpin, keep my mouth shut, and I'll pay you back." ”

Song Yufu had no choice, so she had to give up the plan to snatch it back, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"I promise not to talk nonsense, don't lose the hairpin......"

"Also, the poem was seen from a lone book of poems in the palace, not written by me."

Song Yufu nodded hurriedly and made a look of understanding:

"I understand!"

Xu Buling made a very fierce appearance: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." Get me in trouble again, strip you naked and hang you up and beat me. ”

Song Yufu's face turned red, and she pursed her lips: "Xu Shizi, you are the son of a prince and a daughter, how can you say this kind of language that only a disciple can say...... I'm not going to get you in trouble......"

As he spoke, a commotion suddenly sounded from the street in the distance:

"There are assassins!"

"It's the one last time, catch her-"

The sound of the official knife unsheathed came and went, and on the building near the Dragon Yin Pavilion, dozens of wolf guards appeared in an instant, chasing them in the southeast direction.

Song Yufu was shocked, she knew the news that Zhang Xiang was assassinated last time under the command of the Investigation Department, but she didn't expect this assassin to appear again.

Song Yufu hurriedly turned around, wanting to pull Xu Buling to quickly hide in front of the guard, but saw clearly in a blink of an eye, but saw that there were only two shallow footprints left on the snow by the wall, and there was no one for a long time.

"Huh? What about people......"