The weather is getting colder and colder, and the Chinese New Year's Eve is getting closer and closer, Shi Xiangyuan doesn't know what to think this year, she has to write Zhang Chunlian to the family, Shi's mother thinks that her daughter is now at the age of righteous relatives, and each family must move around each other during the New Year's Festival, and when the time comes, it will not seem too deliberate to quietly praise two sentences through the Spring Festival.

But the female master in the house has been dismissed, and her daughter's handwriting is really unsightly, and she doesn't want to sweep her heart at the moment, so after thinking about it, she proposed to let her go to Shen's house to learn from Shen Jiahe.

Shen Jiahe is a talented girl who is famous in the capital, and it should not be a problem to teach a little girl to write beautiful Spring Festival couplets. Besides, the two of them will be in-laws in the future, and it is good to cultivate a relationship from the beginning.

After Shi Xiangjie took Shi Xiangyuan to Shen Jiahe to explain his intentions, Shen Jiahe couldn't help laughing, she was fortunate to be able to write calligraphy, and this body may still have muscle memory, and later practiced diligently, which did not expose the reputation of the original owner's talented woman.

Seeing Shen Jiahe laughing, Shi Xiangyuan suddenly felt confident in his heart: "I was worried that you were too busy and didn't have time to teach me." ”

"It's just that it doesn't take much time to write the couplets, let's go, go to my yard." Shen Jiahe stepped forward and pulled Shi Xiangyuan to his yard.

Shi Xiangjie saw that the two of them went away hand in hand, so he went to Shen Jiahui's courtyard alone, his parents intended to do the marriage after the year, he wanted to ask Shen Jiahui what he cared about in the marriage, and they all did it together, and it would be much faster to handle it after the year.

Shen Jiahe thought that it should be extremely easy to teach a little girl to write a pair of Spring Festival couplets, and the noble girl here should have been trained to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and what is the difficulty of writing a few brush words, but she ignored that Shi Xiangyuan was from a general's mansion.

General Shi and his wife are no different from their sons in raising Shi Xiangyuan, that is, the children have grown up in recent years, and the Shi family has returned to the capital from the border.

But most of the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting require a long time of immersion to practice to the ultimate level, and Shi Xiangyuan himself doesn't like to learn these, and he doesn't take it seriously on weekdays, so this handwriting is really not eye-catching.

"Sit up straight, and hold the pen straight." Shen Jiahe stepped forward and straightened her shoulders.

"You don't need to use so much strength, this sheep is about to be pinched off by you." Looking at the poor sheep's hair, Shen Jiahe's flesh hurt, and he heard his brother say that this sheep's hair is not cheap.

"Your words are light and fluttery, so you don't need to use the pen hard, and the pen is strong." Shen Jiahe stood aside and read the words written, and after reading the words written, he cried and laughed and guided.

Shi Xiangyuan didn't even finish writing ten words before he threw out the sheep in his hand, and the ink crossed an arc in mid-air, and when it fell again, the red gold foil paper in front of him had become unrecognizable.

"It's more difficult than me practicing swords, and the female master of the family hasn't said so many requirements, I don't practice anymore, whoever likes to write will write!" Shi Xiangyuan snorted and sat aside.

Shen Jiahe smiled, her handwriting was written like this, and the female husband in the family had no opinion, thinking that she was not messing around, or she didn't dare to say more because she was afraid of Shi Xiangyuan's temper, but this was too irresponsible.

"Writing is like this, you have to be completely calm, you can't be impatient, I see that you are not practicing calligraphy now, but you have to learn how to meditate." Shen Jiahe smiled and analyzed with her.

Shi Xiangyuan pouted: "But when I shoot arrows, I can be distracted." ”

Shen Jiahe smiled dumbly, it seemed that she didn't like this, so she lowered her voice and coaxed her: "Otherwise, I'll take you to write." ”

Shi Xiangyuan heard Shen Jiahe's soft voice, and her face suddenly turned red, this is still in someone else's house, why did she lose her temper: "I'm sorry, I'm ...... I didn't mean to lose my temper, I just couldn't wait to learn this. ”

"It doesn't matter, you don't like this, naturally you don't have the patience to learn, if you let a delicate little girl follow you to practice the bow, I'm afraid it's embarrassing to lose your temper." If she is much older than Shi Xiangyuan according to her modern age, Shen Jiahe looked at her like the little sister of the junior high school student next door, so he coaxed her patiently, "I take your handwriting, you feel the process of moving the pen, if you really don't like it, don't force it." In my opinion, drawing a bow and archery is also excellent. ”

"But my mother always said that I was a girl, so I should learn from these ladies in Beijing, and ...... And always let me learn a little bit from you. Shi Xiangyuan sighed as he spoke.

Shen Jiahe thought that she was now the child of someone else's family in the legend, and couldn't help but be happy, pulled Shi Xiangyuan to stand in front of her, she held her hand and wrote it down one by one, and finally wrote out a decent Spring Festival couplet.

Shi Xiangyuan looked at the Spring Festival couplets written in front of her, and was very excited for a while, not minding that most of them were due to Shen Jiahe, and directly took the Spring Festival couplets to find her brother and go home together.

Shi Xiangjie and the Shi family couple, who didn't know the truth, praised Shi Xiangyuan's Spring Festival couplets one after another, and Shi's mother felt that her decision was really right: "This Shen Jiahe is really not simple, she is even more powerful than the female master in our house, and it is really good for her to practice like this afternoon." ”

Shi Xiangjie is more partial to his sister: "It's also because she has a good understanding, otherwise she wouldn't have learned so fast." ”

Shi Xiangyuan let the family praise flutteringly, and when she was reluctant to Chinese New Year's Eve, she took it out and posted it, and directly asked her subordinates to frame this Spring Festival couplet, which caused all the family members to laugh.

After Shen Jiahe waited for her to leave, she could only smile dumbly when she looked at the messy bookcase, and was about to call Bai Ying to bring someone over to clean up, but saw Pei Yuan walking in from outside.

"What's going on?" He asked, taking a look.

Shen Jiahe had no choice but to tell Shi Xiangyuan about coming over to learn to write Spring Festival couplets: "I saw that she was really impatient, so I could only teach her to write a pair by hand, but the table was too messy, and I was about to call someone to clean it up." ”

After Bai Ying took the little maid to tidy up the bookcase, Pei Yuan took Shen Jiahe to the bookcase: "Then you can also teach me to write a pair, and on the thirtieth day, I can let Gonggong Fu stick it on the gate of the palace." ”

Shen Jiahe waved his hand again and again and refused: "Where do you need me to teach you, a dignified prince, and besides, the font of our girl's house is not suitable for pasting on the main door, so it doesn't make people laugh." ”

Pei Yuan encircled the person in his arms from behind Shen Jiahe, he leaned forward and put his chin on her shoulder, took a wolf stained with full ink in his hand, his lips skimmed over her cheek, and a deep voice sounded in her ears: "Let's start now." ”

Shen Jiahe felt that her face must be very red now, if she was placed in such an intimate posture in modern times, she must feel nothing, but after all, this is in a feudal dynasty, she is always worried that her family will suddenly appear, so she twisted in his arms: "Aren't you busy today?" ”

Pei Yuan tightened the hand around her waist a little: "I won't be busy before I do." ”

The hot breath he exhaled went straight to his neck, making her want to end this numbing 'torture' as soon as possible, so she immediately raised her hand and put it on Pei Yuan's hand to hold the wolf hair together, but where did he really need to teach himself, it was just his own hand wandering around with him.

Soon after that day, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and on this day, both the court officials and the imperial relatives were going to the palace to have a banquet, but in order to allow these people to go back to have a reunion dinner with their families, this banquet was just an early passing scene and let them go home.

But Pei Yuan and their princes are going to continue to stay in the palace, and now that the Queen Mother is still alive, just like the people, these princes and grandsons also want to accompany the Queen Mother to have a reunion dinner.

When Shen Xiang came back from the palace, the Xiangfu really began to be lively, Shen Jiahe was the first time to spend Chinese New Year's Eve in the Xiangfu, but in the lively and joyful scenes, there was suddenly a trace of loneliness.

I don't know how the parents and family of another time and space spent Chinese New Year's Eve this year? She was upset but could not show it, so she made up her mind to get herself drunk so that she would not be immersed in such a depressed emotion.

The amount of alcohol of this original owner is really poor, it is really not difficult to get drunk himself, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is only halfway through, and Shen Jiahe staggered and couldn't hold the cup.

Shen's mother hurriedly instructed Bai Ying to take someone to send Shen Jiahe back to the room, Shen Jiahe was dizzy, and Bai Ying settled on the bed after washing herself, she was very drunk, but she fell asleep after a while.

When the Chinese New Year's Eve meal in the palace was finished, the emperor took everyone to the theater, Pei Yuan casually found an excuse to leave, and the emperor and the empress dowager nodded in agreement.

If it weren't for the rules, the Queen Mother would never want to see Pei Yuan, seeing him was like seeing his mother, and she would only remind herself of those unbearable pasts and their powerlessness now.

As for Pei Yuan, he was even more impatient to be with them, he was kind on the surface and disgusting in his heart, and now he was able to go out of the palace, standing at the gate of the palace and exhaling a long breath of turbidity, and the whole person felt comfortable physically and mentally.

And Pei Shu and Pei Hao are going to keep the New Year for the Queen Mother in the palace, and they can only watch Pei Yuan come and go freely with jealousy, and they can only resign themselves to staring at the palace lights here for a night.

After Pei Yuan left the palace, he went directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he thought very well on the way, he wanted to accompany Shen Jiahe to keep the New Year together, and if they were bored, they could also play chess.

But when he hurriedly slipped into Shen Jiahe's room, he saw that she was already asleep, he lowered his head closer, smelled a little wine, and couldn't help laughing.

I wanted to wake people up, but I was reluctant to raise my hand a few times, so I had to sit beside her and keep her all night.

Shen Jiahe slept early, woke up before dawn the next day, and was startled when he saw a figure sitting beside him, but the next moment he realized who this person was, and it was not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

"Why haven't you slept all night?" Shen Jiahe's voice was still a little drunken and hoarse.

Pei Yuan attached himself and kissed the corner of her lips: "Vigil, naturally I have to keep a vigil all night." ”

He took out a gilded red envelope from his arms: "New Year's money for you!" ”

Shen Jiahe only felt that his eyes were sour, as if he had returned to his childhood at this moment, and received the red envelope with blessings from his parents on the first day of the Lunar New Year every year.

Pei Yuan looked funny, raised his hand and pinched her exposed fingers: "That's why I was moved like this, if you get married and the entire Xianwang Mansion is handed over to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to cry and get out of bed." ”

Shen Jiahe raised his hand and gently hammered him: "Nonsense." ”

Pei Yuan held his hand, put it to his lips and rubbed it for a while, before reluctantly letting go: "Okay, I should go back too, you can sleep for a while." ”

When Pei Shu came out of the palace, he happened to see the side door of King Xian's Mansion open, and Pei Yuan was walking in wearing the clothes he had entered the palace yesterday, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Yesterday, he excused himself to leave, he just thought he didn't want to be with them, and now it seems that he should have slipped away to the Prime Minister's Mansion to accompany Shen Jiahe last night.

As long as he thought that the two of them were in the same room, and maybe even had done something, Pei Shu couldn't help but tremble, did he really have no chance?