Xie Jinci was apologetic, and he was afraid that the son of the Lu family would know that the matter was caused by her and look for her trouble.

She looked at the young man in red with a complicated expression, and quietly took a half step back.

The boy walked down the steps with a big grin, and immediately a little servant held an umbrella for him.

"It's a rainy ghost weather, and you can't play polo or kick a kemari, it's really boring...... Hey, anyway, I won't go back, even if I walk around Tianxiangfang three or five times, I won't go back! ”

The young man swaggered past Xie Jinci, his long and narrow phoenix eyes full of fierceness and nobility, and inadvertently cast a glance at her.

The little girl was so frightened that she hurriedly lowered the umbrella, lowered her head and did not dare to move.

……

Across the street from the Tongque Tower, the carved window on the second floor was pushed open by a fair-skinned and slender hand.

An elegant young man, dressed in an azure shirt, sat lazily on the elm dragon pattern arhat bed near the window.

He looked out the window, his eyebrows and eyes were warm and moist like spring water from the distant mountains, and in the pale tea mist that slowly rose, it seemed that Tu Dan's lips were curled:

"Today's big Sima, do you have relatives living in Jiangnan?"

The young man sitting cross-legged across from him also had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a dark blue embroidered feather crane was loosely draped over his shoulders, revealing a half-open moon-white middle coat inside.

As if he hadn't woken up, he frowned, held a thin cigarette gun wrapped in red gold and silk, took a lazy puff, and swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog leisurely.

"I said Changfeng, it's the right thing to get fame right now, it's good to be decent, what are you asking Da Sima to do?"

Shen Changfeng closed the tea lid, and the light white mist disappeared immediately.

He glanced at the young man opposite, and his gaze fell back to the window, "Listen to Han, I bought a maid." ”

"Just buy it, buy it, are there still few beautiful sisters in your Shen Mansion? Could it be that you can still tell me that the maidservant girl has something to do with today's Da Sima? ”

Fu Tinghan put down the cigarette gun, leaned on the tea table, closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

Shen Changfeng hooked his lips, and said lightly: "Not bad." ”

"Nice? What's good? ”

Fu Tinghan muttered a few words and sat up straight suddenly.

He was completely sleepy, and looked at Shen Changfeng in astonishment with round eyes, his face full of incredulity, "You, are you serious?" ”

Shen Changfeng didn't answer and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"No, I have to go to Beijing to inquire in person......

Fu Tinghan tidied up his middle coat with trembling hands, and was about to jump off the Luohan bed, when he turned his head and asked, "Where is the maid now?" What is the age? Have you ever revealed your identity? ”

Shen Changfeng bent one leg and sat more lazily.

He was always staring out the window somewhere, smiling warmly.

Fu Tinghan hooked the corners of his mouth obliquely, leaned out of the window, and followed Shen Changfeng's gaze.

On the long street where the rain is like a curtain, a bright light apricot red comes into view.

A little girl of seven or eight years old, white and cute, holding a blue-faced bamboo umbrella, is looking forward to it.

"Haha, it's a child? It looks like it's well-behaved. ”

Fu Tinghan's laughter was wanton, and he wrapped himself in the crane with great interest, and rushed downstairs with his legs.

"The sister in the Tongque Building is beautiful and beautiful, but I'm tired of it for a long time. I think this little girl is a little interesting, I'll go down! ”

The sound of stepping on the stairs was light and hurried, and in the rain, a dark blue figure swaggered towards the little girl holding a green umbrella.

The young man in Tsing Yi, who was sitting crookedly by the window, took a sip of tea with an expressionless face.

The cold wind, wrapped in the early winter drizzle, slanted on his palm.

He closed the window and got up unhurriedly and walked downstairs.

……

"You, don't come here......"

Xie Jinci stared at the strange boy who suddenly appeared vigilantly, and retreated again and again.

This young man was born handsome, and he looked about the same age as his little brother, but he was full of ruffians.

Obviously, they didn't know each other, but he looked like he knew each other well, and he frequently talked to her.

Fu Tinghan laughed twice, stepped forward directly, and put his hand on the little girl's shoulder as if no one else was around.

He bent down and squeezed under the umbrella, smiled and said, "Good sister, I just saw that you are cute, and I want to ask your name and surname, what are you afraid of me doing?" ”

The faint smell of tobacco on his face made Xie Jinci tense all over.

She threw away the bamboo umbrella in horror and pulled the hand off her shoulder, and the fawn's eyes quickly covered with a layer of mist.

The little girl was frightened and frightened in her heart, but she forcibly maintained her composure on her face, and said with a serious expression: "This son, please respect yourself!" ”

Fu Tinghan picked up the umbrella she had lost, and his shoulders trembled with laughter, "Hahaha...... Not very old, but the old god is there, you little girl, it's a little interesting! ”

Xie Jinci pursed his lips, feeling that he might have met a ruffian.

She quietly moved to the side, intending to sneak away while he wasn't looking.

However, the rascal approached her again, and even stretched out his hand to her!

At the last moment, a cyan figure crashed into view!

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, stepping on the rain!

Wen Runyu Yuyu's eyebrows are slightly raised, the two peach blossom eyes are affectionate, the skin is as white as beautiful jade, and the lips are red like a dot of vermilion.

Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

As first seen.

"Little brother!"

Xie Jinci pushed away the hand that was lying in front of him with all his strength, ran to the young man in green clothes, and grabbed his sleeve pitifully.

The little brother didn't leave her.

That's nice.

"Tsk, it's a little girl who recognizes the Lord, it really makes me sad."

Fu Tinghan took out a thin cigarette gun, took a deep breath, and said with a hippie smile: "Since it is Shen Si's person, then I will reluctantly cut my love and let it be good for you." ”

Xie Jinci, who was hiding behind Shen Changfeng and had half of his head popping out, was stunned.

This rascal, do you know the little brother?

Shen Changfeng rubbed the little girl's rain-soaked buds, and said softly: "Xiao Zi'er doesn't have to pay attention to him, he is just a scoundrel." If you see it next time, take a detour. ”

Xie Jinci felt that what the little brother said was very reasonable for the first time, and nodded obediently.

Fu Tinghan, who was smoking a cigarette, suddenly choked and coughed a few times!

He looked at Shen Changfeng with some grievances: "Fourth Brother Shen, you didn't say that in bed just now!" ”

Xie Jinci was stunned again, and raised his eyes to look at the young man in Tsing Yi suspiciously.

Shen Changfeng's face did not change, and his bony hand stretched forward, "Bring it." ”

Fu Tinghan reluctantly handed over the umbrella.

Xie Jinci saw that he was deflated in front of his little brother, and his heart suddenly felt confident.

She walked out from behind the young man slowly, but the ruffian young man suddenly squatted in front of her, letting the inky blue embroidered feather crane on his shoulder spread on the waterlogged bluestone bricks.

"You ......"

"My name is Fu Tinghan, listen to the singing and dancing silver candles, and the cold of the crane shadow in the cold pond."

The young man looked at her seriously, and his peach blossom eyes were clear and clear.

Xie Jinci nervously clutched Shen Changfeng's sleeve, a little unclear.

Fu Tinghan said again: "What about you? What is your name? ”

"I ......"

The little girl opened her pure round eyes, hesitated slightly, and whispered, "Just call me words." ”

It's not that she didn't see the sincerity in the boy's eyes.

However, she was reluctant to reveal her identity.

The concubine of the dignified Pingxuan Earl's Mansion was regarded as a thorn in the side by her relatives, and she was here to be a maid.

And disgraceful, what can we say?

Winter rains linger.

Shen Changfeng quietly caught the gloom in the girl's eyes.

He bent over, took her little cold hand, and smiled:

"Splashing skin and chanting two lines of poetry, it is still splashing skin, my sister should not talk to him more, beware of being in the same stream. Now that we've eaten, it's time for us to go home. ”

Under his reminder, Xie Jinci remembered Fang Cai Fu Tinghan's overstepping behavior, and his face suddenly became defensive.

She raised her little face and gently shook Shen Changfeng's hand, "Little brother, let's go back." ”

Fu Tinghan pinched his eyebrows, and when his hand hung down, he put on a ruffian smile again.

He took a puff of his cigarette, stood up unhurriedly, and looked at Shen Changfeng.

"No matter what, what Fourth Brother Shen says, that's what it is. It's just that I'm not interested in this kind of little girl, and I'm still the sister of Tongquelou, beautiful and coquettish, convex and backward. ”

Shen Changfeng also looked at his eyes, "The flower building in the land of Lin'an is not enough to worry about. I heard that in the Fengyue place in Beijing, the dancing girl is comparable to the concubine in the palace. ”

Fu Tinghan nodded, "Fourth Brother Shen is right, going to Beijing is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the girls there must be more flavorful." Tomorrow I will leave for Beijing, and when I return, I will have a long talk with my brother all night long, and drink and talk happily! ”

"Very good, remember to call a few fair girls then."

Between the words, both of them had deep eyes, and every sentence meant something.

Xie Jinci naturally couldn't understand the meaning of their words, and only regarded the little brother and Fu Tinghan as the same kind of people.

She angrily withdrew her little hand from the young man in Tsing Yi, snorted, turned her head and left.

Shen Changfeng didn't linger anymore, and followed her as if he was walking with a bamboo umbrella.

Fu Tinghan looked at the backs of the two of them leaving one after the other, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said softly:

"If she were really a relative of that one, she would be a most useful pawn in the future...... Changfeng, the sky is helping you, you must take advantage of ......"

……

Xie Jinci walked extremely fast.

But she was young and had short legs, and she was caught up by Shen Changfeng after a while.

"Tsk, sister, this is full of food, strolling in the rain to eat. Hehe, it's really full. ”

The elegant young man smiled and raised the green umbrella over the little girl's wet head.

Xie Jinci was half-wet when he threw the umbrella, and now there is no place on his body that is not embarrassed.

She was already angry, and when she heard Shen Changfeng's yin and yang strange words, she was even more angry.

"What is the difference between the virtue of the little brother and the splashing skin? Even if he wins the lift in the future, he is a hypocrite! ”

Not far away was the Jiming Bridge, and after she finished speaking angrily, she pulled her legs and ran onto the stone bridge.

In the rain, the girl's small figure looked very aggrieved, but she was also very stubborn.

The young man smiled and shook his head, the peach blossom eyes reflected the rain scene of the river, and the fog was layered, and it was bottomless.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is so gentle all year round.

It's just that it's cold in October, and whoever gets drenched won't feel good.

Back in Ling Heng Courtyard, Xie Jinci felt a little feverish, and she ignored Shen Changfeng talking to her, and only buried her head in the small kitchen to boil water.

After taking a shower and changing her clothes, she went to the study alone.

On the tea table on the second floor, the "Shang Song" she read yesterday is still there.

The little brother said that this book was boring and rigid, but it was not.

The content of "Shang Song" shows the virtue of the prosperous era, and has the momentum of "only the sky is above, and there are no mountains and Qi".

Although some of the words and sentences are obscure and difficult to understand, she is still young and cannot comprehend that realm, but after reading the book a hundred times, the meaning is self-evident, and it is obvious that there is no disadvantage in reading more books.

And, reading a book can be a distraction.

Angry all the time...... Very tired.