Guanzhong, Xue Fu

"Miss, why don't you look so good?" Feng He looked at his young lady with a worried face

"It's okay, it's just that Sun Xiucai is really pestering, and it's a headache. He is also a classmate of the second brother, he is ruthless, and he is afraid of hurting his feelings, and he is the son of the county order, and the two families often move around, so it is impossible to avoid it, alas! Xue Yin shook his head helplessly

Fenghe didn't know what to do, so he could only quietly retreat and stand at the door, with the same bitter face as the young lady

"Kaedehe, I said why are you sighing like this?"

"Hey! Tong Yue, why do you walk silently! It scared the hell out of me. As he spoke, Kaede's hand slammed into Tong Yue's body, and Tong Yue hurriedly ducked to the side

Tong Yue saw that Feng He's hands were crossed on his waist, his eyes widened, and he was immediately defeated. "I, I won't tell you, it's Gongzi who recently got a Duan inkstone, thinking that your young lady likes it, so he asked me to send it. Well, that's it."

Fenghe took it with both hands, turned around and lifted the curtain to enter, Tong Yue smiled and shook his head, and went back to his son-in-law to return to his life

"What? You're bullying Tong Yue again," Xue Yin looked up from his desk

"No, miss" Kaede stomped her foot lightly and turned her head to the side, ignoring her own miss. "Okay, let me see what the second brother has sent over again" Xue Yin got up, stroked Fenghe's back with one hand, and took the brocade box with the other

Xue Yin took out the inkstone, gently placed it on the table, and then took the inkstone in his hand and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, Xue Yin brought his small mouth close to the inkstone, and took a light breath, and a layer of water vapor quickly rose on the surface of the inkstone. It is the so-called "heqi grinding", which is the magic of Duan inkstone.

Xue Yin carefully rubbed and depicted the lines on the inkstone with his hands, and Xue Yin knew at a glance that this was the handwriting of the second brother

Xue Yin lowered his head, and his tone of voice was also low: "Fenghe, I'm not too young, I always have to marry out of this family" Saying that, Xue Yin already cried a little: "The Lang Jun I will marry in the future will not love me as much as my father, mother and several brothers, I can't bear them"

Xue Yin said that, and suddenly laughed out loud, she knew that among the several brothers, the second brother loved her the most. The Xue family is a military general, and only the second brother is a scholar who takes the road of the imperial examination. The second brother is delicate and understands her best, and the gifts he gives can always be sent to her heart

"By the way, Fenghe, send my new lake pen that day to my second brother. My brother practices calligraphy on weekdays, and this lake pen is very suitable," Xue Yin said, getting up and rummaging through the bookshelves in the back

"That's right, miss, I heard that Tong Yue said that there was an urn behind the second son's bed, only containing the bald pen, and now it is almost full" Feng He said, covering his mouth with one hand and laughing

Xue Yin handed the wooden box containing the lake pen to Feng He, and said, "You will send it to the second brother, and tell him, 'Tomorrow I will go with my mother to the county lady's guest, and invite the second brother to go with me."