Spread your arms and let Qiaoyun dress herself, this Song Dynasty child's costume is much more complicated than that staged on TV, just one strap has to be tied with two layers, which is very cumbersome.

"Is your young lady a little sicker today?" Song Beiyun turned around and asked Qiaoyun to help him straighten his back and asked, "It's usually better." ”

"Miss just wants to be coquettish, she can be coquettish with you on weekdays." Qiao Yun swept Song Beiyun back and forth with a thread roller: "You just let her be a little, if you treat Miss better, she will gradually recover." ”

"yes, you think she's sick too." Song Beiyun put down his hand and picked up the hairpin from the table and handed it to Qiaoyun: "Forget it, don't care about her, let her make trouble." ”

Qiaoyun stood on the stage and began to comb Song Beiyun's hair, and laughed out loud when he heard this: "You, you don't value Miss much in your heart, you can't hide it from others." ”

"You're talking nonsense, I'm definitely good brothers with your young lady." Song Beiyun shook his head again and again: "I didn't think about anything else at all, if she had that idea, she should have been confined a long time ago." ”

"Babbling all day." Qiaoyun patted him and pressed his head: "Don't move, comb your hair." ”

"One day, Lao Tzu will ask everyone to change this stinky hair."

"Parents who have suffered from the body, you don't want to talk about it, you want to cause trouble." Qiao Yun pinched his waist: "Did you hear that?" ”

"I know, I know, how can I say it."

After combing his hair and putting it behind his head, Song Beiyun turned around in front of the bronze mirror, hehe Yile: "This dress is really good-looking, pretty and powerful." ”

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't let Miss deal with it alone, she can't handle it. When the time comes, you will take advantage of others, and you are afraid that you will cry. ”

"Taking advantage of her? When I saw it, the Wang family was going to cry, and finally an eldest grandson died in Luzhou so inexplicably. Song Beiyun picked up the oil-paper umbrella: "Let's go." ”

"Go early and come back early, I'll warm some sweet soup for you."

"Hmm."

Walking out of the alley, it happened that it was getting late, the autumn rain was hazy, and the bluestone slabs under the feet were accompanied by the sound of the dripping rain, which was quite a bit of the charm of the deep path in the chat, green bricks and green tiles, and a jasmine tree.

This is probably the so-called sense of the times, walking on such a path, involuntarily becoming a part of this era, it is difficult to break free from it.

In fact, to be honest, Song Beiyun has been working hard to resist his identity over the years, simply put, he does not agree with his identity, he has never had a sense of substitution, just like playing a large-scale open game, and he always has the kind of "Lao Tzu even dares to kill chickens in Skyrim Province, and he is afraid of your little emperor?" Inexplicable thinking.

But with the deeper and deeper intersection with this era, Song Beiyun thinks that he may really not be able to go back, and he is more and more accustomed to everything that this point in time brings him.

Maybe this is what people call the general trend irresistible, except for this, there is nothing else, as for what emperor, what imperial power, it is said that the king is a mountain, but look at which mountain is still there for thousands of years.

Walking out of the alley, Song Beiyun raised his head and looked at the sky, shook the water droplets on the umbrella, and got into the sedan chair that Beipo had already prepared for him. ”

The teenager who wants to fight against the times has finally begun to join the stream, probably the moment the sedan chair is raised, it means that he is completely cut off from the past.

The sedan chair creaked and came to the heavenly restaurant in Luzhou these days that suddenly became famous in the heavens and the earth, the biggest difference between here and the world's wine shop is probably to highlight a noble word, the same dish in the heavenly restaurant is twice as expensive as the world's wine shop, and the amount is less, but there is a nice name and a delicate plating.

For example, the roast pigeon in the human wine shop, here it is called the winged bird, and one has also been mentioned from one hanging money to three hanging money, such as a white meat button in the human wine shop, which has become a fat jade rouge buckle here, and the price has changed from half a hanging money to two hanging money.

According to normal people's thinking, the ghosts of the heavenly food shop will go, but when the accounts are settled for a month, the heavens and the earth are almost fifty-five, and sometimes the net profit of the heavenly food shop is two or three percent higher. Therefore, the happiness of the rich is not experienced by ordinary people at all.

took the umbrella and handed it to the little guy at the door, and the little guy smiled: "The owner ......"

“…… Why are you again, aren't you on the other side of the world? ”

"Hehe, the villain's performance has been particularly good in the past two months, and he was brought here by the big shopkeeper, and now the villain is already the foreman." The little guy pointed to the bamboo sign on his chest, and he couldn't do it proudly: "Hehe......"

"Hey, don't call me host."

"Order." The little guy nodded seriously: "Is the host here for a banquet or a banquet today?" ”

"Go to the banquet, Young Master of the Wang Family."

"The villain understands, the owner comes with me." The little guy turned around and handed the umbrella to a waiter, and then hung a mark on the umbrella and hung it on the shelf on the side: "The prince of the Wang family is on the third floor, and the villain will take you there." ”

"No need." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "You're busy with your going, it's in the Purple Bamboo Forest, right?" ”

"Hmm."

As he was talking, the little servant brought a plate from the side, and a hot towel was placed on the plate: "The owner wipes his hands." ”

Wiped his hands with this scented towel, Song Beiyun slowly climbed the stairs, and the staff wearing uniform work clothes walked around and served the dishes in an orderly manner, there was no noise in the ordinary wine shop and restaurant here, only a quiet place, the environment was also excellent, and there was a garden behind the small building, in which there were many beautiful birds and beasts, which really had an aura.

When I came to this purple bamboo forest, the gate was open, and there was a young man sitting in front of the gate, who was reading with a book in his hand, and beside him sat Zuo Rou, whose eyes were straight.

She no longer had the noon look, she sat there like a walking corpse, and when she heard the movement, she showed a formulaic smile on her face, and then continued to stare at a pair of chopsticks in front of her in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Song Beiyun walked in, Zuo Rou didn't look at him, but Beipo stood up for the first time: "Brother Xian is here?" “

Song Beiyun arched his hand at him, and Beipo said with a smile: "Brother Wang, this is this Xie Yuan." ”

The prince of the Wang family slowly put down the book, raised his eyes and looked at Song Beiyun a few times, and said unhurriedly: "Sure enough, he is a handsome young man, and he is a great talent. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, the little scholar doesn't dare to claim his talent in front of the world-famous Wensheng House."

Song Beiyun gave up, but when his voice came out, Zuo Rou, who was in a daze, suddenly shook up with a spirit, as if she had just changed the battery, and suddenly came back to life.

Song Beiyun glanced at her and continued: "The surname of the descendant is Song, and his name is Beiyun. I have admired Wang Gongzi's fame for a long time, and now I see that it is not as good as a hundred things, and Wang Gongzi looks like the dragon and phoenix in that person at a glance. ”

"No need to be polite." Wang Gongzi waved his hand lightly: "Please take a seat." ”

According to normal reason, this kind of banquet is a banquet for talented people, and generally there is no family member, but Wang Gongzi somehow suddenly wanted to bring his fiancée to have a long experience and take her to see the appearance of the world's talented people complimenting him.

Soon today's private banquet was all gathered, and the wine and food were also served one after another, Wang Gongzi first raised the wine to make a speech, and after saying a lot of nonsense, he began to introduce Zuo Rou to the talents present.

"This is the contemptible fiancée, but the daughter of the Duke of Dingguo, she has never seen such a scene since she was a child, if you are lazy, please don't blame the talented people."

Gentle and virtuous...... It's a neat word. Song Beiyun almost laughed, as soon as he looked up, he saw Zuo Rou's vicious eyes, he didn't see it, he just took the wine and saluted it in front of her, and deliberately said in an exaggerated tone: "Mrs. Sister-in-law is really a perfect match for Wang Gongzi, a match made in heaven, a pair of talented and beautiful women." ”

The small wine glass in Zuo Rou's hand was crushed by her with a click, she immediately shook the wine glass, and the young master of the Wang family, who heard the movement, turned his head and said softly: "What's wrong with Rou'er?" ”

Zuo Rou squinted at Song Beiyun, but said in a low voice: "The hand didn't hold it steady, and it fell." ”

"Oh, be careful, don't hurt your hands." Wang Gongzi gave him a very gentle advice, and then he raised his head and said to the waiter at the door: "Come on, change a wine glass." ”

Song Beiyun didn't speak, but quietly gestured with his hand a few times, Zuo Rou's eyes turned, turned his head sideways and said to the prince of the Wang family, "I'll go wash my hands." ”

"Well, go ahead."

And before she left, Song Beiyun got up and said to Beipo: "Brother Beipo, I'll go for convenience." ”

"Well, that's fine."

Not long after he left, Zuo Rou followed, and they entered the unoccupied box downstairs one after the other.

Song Beiyun looked around and found that there was no one, so he closed the door: "Wen Liang and virtuous." ”

Zuo Rou stretched out her hand and said pitifully: "Broken ......"

"Who told you to pinch it." Song Beiyun took out gauze and iodine wine from the small bag he carried: "You know that I brought this with me, on purpose." ”

"Dog thing......" When she was medicating Zuo Rou, she bit Song Beiyun's shoulder in pain: "It hurts......"

"Bear with me." Song Beiyun gently cleaned her wounds: "I think the young master of the Wang family is very good to you." ”

"What a fart." Zuo Rou snorted coldly: "It's just a bastard thing, wait for you to think of killing him." ”

"You don't want to live, don't bother me." After Song Beiyun cleaned her wounds, he leaned over to her neck and sniffed: "Have you used Jin Ling'er's essential oil?" ”

"If she uses mine, I naturally want to use her, if I beat her if I don't give it, she can't beat me." Zuo Rou said confidently, and then hit Song Beiyun: "Get me some more." ”

"Okay, okay, it's all for you." Song Beiyun sighed and said: "Don't worry about this, you will definitely not be able to get married." ”

"Jin Ling'er has an idea with me, if you are really useless, ask me to tell the official family that I have a secret knot."

"You can't listen to anyone!" Song Beiyun flicked her head: "She has nothing else but this trick, and this trick is easy for her to use, if you use it, it will be finished, and it will affect your father, but it won't work." ”

"Then I can't care about that much, if you don't do it well, just wait to pick up the broken shoes." Zuo Rou said confidently: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do, if you are cheap, you will be cheap." ”

"Your level of wording is really top-notch." Song Beiyun sighed and said, "It's the first time in my life that I've heard a woman call herself to break her shoes. ”