She looked up with tears in her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. I saw that his mouth was open, and he waited for a long time but did not speak.

She sniffled and asked him, "Didn't you say you wanted to sing?" ”

The little gentleman in Zhu Yi paused, and his cheeks turned red because he didn't know whether he was blown by the wind or because he was shy. He said, "I suddenly don't know what to sing? ”

She suddenly cried again: "I know that you are not sincere." ”

The little gentleman saw her crying again, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, it's not like this, it's because, well, because ......." He didn't come because of a long time, and finally he sang in a low voice She raised her head with tears in her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. I saw that his mouth was open, and he waited for a long time but did not speak.

She sniffled and asked him, "Didn't you say you wanted to sing?" ”

The little gentleman in Zhu Yi paused, and his cheeks turned red because he didn't know whether he was blown by the wind or because he was shy. He said, "I suddenly don't know what to sing? ”

She suddenly cried again: "I know that you are not sincere." ”

The little gentleman saw her crying again, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, it's not like this, it's because, well, because ......." He didn't come out for a long time, and finally he sang in a low voice. The boy's voice was clear, and he sang slowly, which was very pleasant.

After singing it again, she didn't understand a word.

Holding back her tears, she asked, "What are you singing?" ”

The little gentleman in Zhu Yi's face seemed to be red again, and said, "My mother often sings, and I don't understand it, but I sing a lot, so I will write it down." ”

"You sing it again."

The little gentleman in Zhu Yi looked around, and no one seemed to be coming this way, so he hesitated, but still agreed: "Okay then." ”

So he sang it again.

"Again."

After hesitating for a longer time, the little gentleman in Zhu Yi sang again. After singing, he looked at her eyes, the corners of his eyes seemed to jump, and he asked helplessly: "How many times do you want me to sing?" ”

She didn't know why she was so hypocritical that night, she was only immersed in her own sadness, and made an unreasonable request: "Sing until I don't want to cry." ”

The little gentleman in Zhu Yi was silent for a long time, as if he was very entangled in his heart, and finally lost on her expression of wanting to cry or not, and lowered his shoulders: "Okay." ”

On that day, Mingyun couldn't remember how many times he listened to it, but he remembered that under the corridor, two people squatted in the snow, one singing, one listening. It wasn't until a palace maid heard the voice and came to look for someone that the little gentleman in Zhu Yi ran away in a hurry, and when he left, he didn't forget to instruct: "Don't tell anyone." ”

It wasn't until the little gentleman left that she realized that she had forgotten to ask someone's name. A few days after the palace banquet ended, she followed her parents back to Quwo, the fiefdom, and there was no chance to inquire. When I went to the royal capital again in the New Year, I asked a few words secretly, but the palace people had long forgotten it. On that day, there was a big banquet in the palace, and the royal families, families, doctors, and envoys of other countries, so many people, who would pay special attention to a little gentleman who ran out.

Returning to reality, Mingyun held his cheeks and sighed slightly, only feeling some regrets. However, sometimes I also think that this is not necessarily a good thing, times change, people's hearts are changeable, maybe the little gentleman has now become like many laymen. If that's the case, it's okay if she doesn't see it, in her heart, the little gentleman in Zhu Yi can always be the little gentleman in Zhu Yi.

This night, Mingyun didn't feel sleepy at all. In the second half of the night, she was lying in bed with her eyes closed, thinking about a lot of things.

In the dead of night, there was a clear snoring sound from the hall downstairs, and if you listened carefully, there was also the sound of someone talking, faintly, and I couldn't hear what was being said. Listening to the voice, it should be that General Xia and his own soldiers are talking about something.

Mingyun closed his eyes and put his thoughts on this General Xia again. General Xia, he should have known his mother, he must have known him. She deeply remembered the way her mother looked at her at the palace banquet. That glance seemed to contain too many indescribable emotions, and she couldn't understand it at the time. Now, she already knew where the night hibiscus and Jiuyoulan were mentioned in Luo Ying's interrupted words that day. The incense that burned in the mother's tent that day came from Sijon. That precious flower was only for the king's tent.

incense in the tent of the king of Sijon.

The great general Xia Qian who had just returned from the victory of Xijon.

Mother is in Samcheon-eup.

General Xia also appeared in Samcheon-eup.

Mingyun opened his eyes and looked at the top of the black hole. I feel that my idea is simply rebellious, but once this idea comes to the fore, it is like a weed, and I can't stop it.

She forced herself to close her eyes, and she closed them, her mind still spinning.

And so it was the night. The next day, as soon as the morning dawned, Mingyun sat up, his face a little ugly.

Cicada Yue said: "The master didn't sleep well, and his subordinates didn't sleep all night, so I went into the city today to find a better place." You have a good rest. ”

Mingyun pursed his lips and said after a moment of silence: "After General Xia and the others downstairs leave, we will enter the city immediately." ”

It didn't take long for there to be movement downstairs, and they simply ate their meal and left. As soon as the other party left, Mingyun's side was also ready to continue to set off.

Everyone didn't seem to have slept well last night, and their faces were a little tired.

Chang Fei is in charge of checkout, and Cicada Yue is in charge of sorting things.

Mingyun came to the stable early and fed her red horse some forage.

The red horse gulped down the hay.

"Eat more, you worked hard yesterday." Mingyun gently ran his fingers along its mane.

Not long after, Cicada Yue came over and said, "Master, we can go." ”

Mingyun touched the red horse and responded, "Well, let's go." ”

Fan Di

After Fan Ming sulked, he decided to go to Zhuangzi to find her sister, but he just wanted to run out of the door, but he didn't succeed.

Approaching the end of the year, everyone in the house is getting busier. The adults are busy, and so are the children. There is a tradition that has lasted for many years in Fan's sect, which is a big examination at the end of the year. The content of the examination covers the six major categories of Lile Archery Imperial Books, and the examination lasts for three days, when the elders of the clan will personally attend to accept the results of the practice of the descendants of the clan for a year.

Fan Ming has always neglected the school, and he doesn't like to read the most. He can still deal with these two types of shooting and royalty, but he can't handle the others at all. The night before the school exam, his mother gave him a small test in advance, and asked a few questions in each homework, but none of Fan Ming's answers could satisfy her, so she was angry and slapped Fan Ming several times.

Mrs. Fan's name is Wen Rui, and she was born in the land of Yuedi Shuize. It is said that the Jin girl is dignified, the Yan girl is bright and hearty, and the Qin woman is heroic. The Yue Nu is known for its gentleness and grace, the more rain it gets, most of the girls are petite and delicate, and the water is smart, but Mrs. Fan, who is also a Yue Nu, is a little different, and she is born with a hot temper.

Every time Mrs. Fan goes to Fan Ming, she has to bring a small stick with her. The little stick was made of willow branches, about half an arm's length, and it was full of toughness, and it was very refreshing to make a crackling sound. In order not to take off his hand when fighting, the handle of the small stick was wrapped with vermilion kudzu cloth, and a slightly rougher dark brown braided rope was added. Probably because Fan Ming was stout, Mrs. Fan was very reluctant to let go when she beat him, twisting Fan Ming's ears, and while scolding loudly, she took a small stick and pumped it hard on his thick fleshy ass.

"Mother, it hurts, it hurts, my ears are going to be pulled out by you, it hurts!" Fan Ming has thick flesh and is not afraid of being beaten, but he can't stand it when he twists his ears.

"Now I know it hurts! When you don't study well with your husband, why can't you remember that it hurts? Look at the way you read it, I asked you to memorize "Song of Zhou", and asked you three articles in a row, you can't even memorize a complete one, "Zaiyun" is a bit long, but you can't even memorize "Siwen"! Mrs. Fan said angrily.

"I, I, I, I used to carry it, but today I suddenly can't remember it." Fan Ming quibbled.

"Really? Then you give me what to think about now. Mrs. Fan said.

"Si, Siwen Houji, and the other day. Uh——, set up my people, Mo bandits, Mo bandits, Mo bandits——。 Fan Ming stumbled again, what was this next sentence, his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of it at all.

Mrs. Fan's hand twisting her ears increased, and Fan Ming, who was in pain, screamed in pain. The eldest lady was tired, let go of Fan Ming's ears, sat on the stool, and drank a sip of loquat honey water handed by Aunt Jing to moisten her throat.

Fan Ming touched his reddened ears painfully, lowered his head, and looked aggrieved.

After the eldest lady moistened her throat, she slammed the cup on the table, intending to continue. Fan Ming obediently immediately knelt down, still with his head down, looking pitiful. The eldest lady has always aimed to train her son to become the heir of the Fan family, and she can't see Fan Ming showing such a posture, and the anger that has just disappeared has surged up again. In the first half of the year, she kept an eye on it, and Fan Ming's homework was still sloppy, but in the past few months, since Mingyun came over, Fan Ming's mind has flown away, and the two of them are messing around all day long, and they can't control it.

"I see that you are becoming more and more wild-minded, what is there about Miaoyuan that attracts you, ah? Seeing you messing around with that Mingyun all day long, I think you've almost forgotten who you are! I saw that she took you into the wild, otherwise, why did you remember "Siwen" before, but now you can't memorize it. "Mrs. Fan is even more angry.

Fan Ming is still very righteous. Seeing that her mother mentioned Sister Yun, she couldn't help but go back to the Tao, "That's all for me to play with Sister Yun, it's none of her business." ”

"You're still taking it on yourself, it's really good." The eldest lady tapped Fan Ming's head heavily with her index finger, and said, "Why don't you open your mind, you will inherit the Fan family in the future, you have to serve the king and hundreds of officials, and you have to serve the family and the courtiers, with such a heavy burden on you, how can you play around like her?" She is a girl, when she is old, she will find a good family to marry out, and she can naturally play whatever she wants when she is a daughter at home. You're different from her, you know? You don't go to play with her in the future. ”

"Oh." Fan Ming responded perfunctorily, but he secretly pouted in his heart, quite unconcerned.

"You heard what I said, Mingyun, you don't go there, it's better not to go." The eldest lady asked.

Fan Ming recalled that his mother always asked him to play with Mingyun more in the past, but how has it changed today, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Mother, have you been having an awkward relationship with your aunt recently?" ”