"Young Master, will it be too dangerous to go out this big night!" Liu Yang looked out the window at the wind and rain, the wind whistling and slapping on the hexagonal rhombic wooden window, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

A gust of wind hung outside, and the dust flew into the air, and some of the dust fell, and the sky to the north saw dark clouds like ink.

There was another gust of wind, and the black clouds seemed to have darkened half of the sky. The heat on the ground was mixed with the cool breeze, mixed with the fishy dry soil, it seemed to be cold and hot, and another gust of wind passed, and the guise of the street, the stalls that had time to be taken away in the future, and the night walkers, as if they had been swept away by the wind, were all gone, and only the willow branches danced wildly with the wind.

The lightning failed to tear through the heavy clouds, and after the thunder rolled through the low clouds, the rain poured down from the darkened sky. It wasn't rain, but a loud and furious whirlwind of dark water that poured down from all directions.

The rain poured down and poured down, and the night, the dark and gloomy night, seemed to be the only ruler of the world.

The room was brightly lit, and a few wisps of green smoke slowly drifted out from the circular hollow incense burner, and the fist-sized night pearl shone brightly.

"I don't care, anyway, now that other people are in the house, I have become an outsider, don't you see that when I had dinner just now, my mother was so diligent, even my own son has not been treated like this" Wang Xifeng, who was standing in the house, changed into a robe, a hat on his head, and an umbrella in his hand, ready for anything.

"Young master, Miss Han is a guest" Liu Yang knew that the young master was angry for Miss Han's sudden arrival, and the unwarranted disaster he suffered at Lin Gongzi's place last time was not a good feeling.

But the eyes are pouring rain outside, and the night is as deep as ink, what if there is an accident, what is good, walking back and forth in the room and stomping lightly, so anxious that he scratches his ears and cheeks, and he doesn't know what to do.

"No, I don't care, so Young Master Ben is going to Lin Yan now to comfort my wounded heart" Wang Xifeng pointed to his chest, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and a pair of apricot eyes were soaked and moist like rain, and he began to complain about the heavy rain.

Outside the house, a thunderbolt sounded out of thin air, the rain became more and more fierce, the water on the eaves poured down like a waterfall, and the drainage path of Luoyang Street was constantly washed and washed.

"Young Master, Young Master Lin may have rested early in the middle of the night, why not tomorrow in the past" Liu Yang said bitterly, and it was useless to even say all the saliva.

Wang Xifeng was heartbroken after eating the scales, and Wang Ba fell in love with mung beans and admitted death.

"You don't understand Lin Yan, although this kid doesn't say it, I don't know how many dead ends have been turned in my heart, and it's been so long, and I don't know what to think of me in my heart now" Wang Xifeng pushed away Liu Yang, who was blocking the door, his tone was a little impatient, his eyes were determined, and he didn't even retreat in the face of this heavy rain.

Liu Yang obviously put down the arm that blocked him, and silently put on an extra set of clothes that he put aside at random: "........." couldn't help but sigh that it was really difficult to be a scholar.

The two of them originally planned to wait for the rain to slow down for half a minute this night, and they were not as surging as they were going out, but this person was not as good as the sky.

On this autumn night, the rain gradually turns into a hazy drizzle, the air is humid and fades a little, and the raindrops hang on the willow branches of the eaves.

"Rebel, where are you going?" the closed carved solid wood door was suddenly pushed open by an external force.

The old man Wang, who was dressed in black and gold robes, stepped in, and his shoulders were wet because he was in a hurry.

"Dad, why are you here" Wang Xifeng sat cross-legged on the couch, only swallowing the ground without sweeping the skin of melon seeds, and when he saw someone coming, he shouted weakly and weakly, but his eyes couldn't stop drifting out of the house.

The rain outside the house has stopped for most of the time, the rain is cold in autumn, and the wind is severe and refreshing.

"You want to go out and find that Lin Yan" Master Wang went straight into the house and sat down, Liu Yang immediately poured a cup of hot tea, served a small plate of osmanthus cake and lowered his head and retreated to the side.

"Dad, how do you know?" Wang Xifeng's face couldn't hide his surprise, the hand that grabbed the melon seeds trembled slightly, and sprinkled a piece, this matter is only known to Liu Yang, and it is difficult for a third party to do it.

Qingmin took a sip of jasmine tea with honey, calmed down, and looked back.

"Young Master" Liu Yang took the opportunity to pull Wang Xifeng to wear a robe, as long as he is a clear-eyed person, he can see what he wants to do in the middle of the night.

Seeing the small movements of the two of them, Master Wang frowned slightly, his eyebrows were depressed, the tea in the cup was drunk, and he buckled it heavily on the pineapple wooden table, and said in a deep voice: "What does it look like like this, don't hurry up and go to bed."

"Daddy".

"I don't want to say this a second time," the teacup swept to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

"Good" Wang Xifeng has been most afraid of since he was a child, what he is most afraid of is the appearance of Master Wang.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, so you can rest for a long time" Xu is saw that people were convinced, and his tone softened a little.

If it weren't for the housekeeper telling the young master to come to the treasury in the middle of the night to get two sets of robes, he must still be buried in the dark, maybe he could really succeed.

"Well, thank you, Dad" Wang Xifeng was already sullen when he heard this, his lowered head was hurriedly raised, and his apricot eyes shone brightly.

On the second day, the rain is clear, the autumn wind is cloudless, the creek is clear and level like a mirror, a leaf flies to the waves, the rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the scenery is chic to the autumn.

Early in the morning, the gate of the palace was lit up, hung with red lanterns, and replaced with joyful couplets.

The big red bronzing invitation of the palace has already flown all over the place a month ago, and the guests who came have rushed to the road, and the Luoyang School basically has a copy to show respect for the high-level institutions, and also expressed the intention of taking the opportunity to recruit young talents.

Wang Xifeng still did not change out of his favorite yellow silk clothes, a goose yellow robe with gold edges, embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns of snow-white piping, his hair was tied up with a simple and atmospheric white hosta, and his body had a wood fragrance different from that of blue musk.

The whole person is like a piece of flawless jade fused into a jade figure, even if he stands there quietly, he is also rich and beautiful, and his charm is unique, giving people a noble Tsinghua feeling, a feeling of transcendence from others.

A pair of light-colored apricot eyes do not contain any impurities, clear but bottomless. His complexion was as clear as jade, and his long dark black hair hung down on his shoulders, glowing with a faint light. The figure is quite handsome, standing there, indescribable, indifferent, distant and unreachable, but at this moment his eyes are restless floating outward, and he is constantly walking around in the house.

"Young master, don't walk around, it makes me dizzy" Liu Yang put down the breakfast he had just brought in and said loudly.

"Is Lin Yan here?" This is the third time he has asked this morning, and every once in a while Wang Xifeng will always look out the window anxiously, fiddling with his clothes and hairstyle, and ask uneasily.

A girl to be married with a yellow flower wants to see her sweetheart.

"Young Master, it's still early at the moment, Young Master Lin won't come too early" His lips touched up and down, the two thin lips closed one by one, and he said the words repeated several times again, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly tired, and he thought that he hadn't slept all night.

"Oh, then do you think I look good in this today" Wang Xifeng was worried that the light in the room was too dark, so he deliberately turned around in front of Liu Yang to show off his new clothes today.

"It's good-looking, Young Master Lin will like it when he sees it" And young master, what you are wearing today is no different from usual, the only difference is that the pattern of this dress has changed, but this Liu Yang didn't dare to say it, for fear of touching the young master's moldy head.

The sky was gray and bright, the sky had not yet been white, the green mist was swirling, and a few morning stars had not completely dimmed.

Lin Chaoge woke up early to relieve himself because he drank too much water last night, and since then he has not been sleepy, he casually put on a robe, lit an oil lamp, sat quietly at the desk, his eyes were focused, and he wrote and painted from time to time.

The paper was criss-crossed, the black ink handwriting was messy, and a few drops of ink stained the sleeve robe.

If you look closer, you will see that the blank piece of paper is full of complicated Russian numeric codes.

These are all recorded by Lin Chaoge according to the major events that happened in the book, and these numbers on them are incomprehensible to outsiders, but they are familiar to people who were born in modern times and grew up in modern times.

The day was completely bright, the sky was white, the watchman fell asleep, the night incense man finished collecting the last bucket, the rooster crowed and dawned, Lin Chaoge rubbed his sore eyes, turned around to wash.

"Buckle", there was a quick knock on the door.

"Young Master".

"Come in" In the room, Lin Chaoge had already changed his clothes, his hair was full of green silk, and he sat down at the desk again, the difference was that this time he had a blue book in his hand.

"Something?" Lin Chaoge's eyes were raised slightly, and he said softly.

"Oh, young master, I just remembered when you said this, today is Young Master Wang's birthday, what will we gain from the past?" Xi'er came in with a copper basin with a clean face and placed it on a triangular wooden frame.

"Birthday?" Lin Chaoge put down the book, took the wrung out towel to wipe her face and hands, and was a little puzzled, why didn't she know about this?

"Well, young master, look at this," Xi'er carefully took out a black gilded invitation from her bosom and handed it over.

Lin Chaoge stretched out his hand to take it, and saw that the date on it was clearly today, and it was difficult to choose whether to go or not.

"Actually, this invitation was delivered as early as a month ago, but at that time, I thought about it and waited to see it to you, for fear of disturbing the young master's study" Shuo came here, Xi'er was a little embarrassed to reach out and scratch the back of his neck, in fact, the main thing was that he forgot, and he only stumbled upon it when he helped clean up the bookshelf last night.

If you don't go, you will offend Wang Xifeng, this kid, if you go, it will be Wang Junshou who will be offended, in a dilemma, rubbing his eyebrows, only to feel that his temples suddenly sounded, and the pain was terrible.

"Young master, why are you still dressed so plainly, hurry up and change into festive clothes" Xi'er didn't see Lin Chaoge's entanglement at all, and happily pushed and pulled the person inside.

Lin Chaoge stood in the mist of the early autumn morning, watching the fallen flowers accumulate all over the courtyard, and remembered the sentence, who reads the west wind and is cool alone!