At the end of March, spring is bright and everything is luxuriant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The whole environment began to become noisy, inside and outside the city, there were many tourists, scholars in green shirts, girls in plackets, half-grown children, husbands and wives holding each other, old men on crutches, looking around, noisy, quite orderly.

Zhao Jue took Xiaolian out of Li's Mansion, and also walked on the streets and alleys in Huaning City, followed the bluestone slab road, looked at the bustling crowd, and slowly walked forward.

"Zhao Qi, let's go back", after walking a short distance, Xiaolian blushed, hung her head, and whispered shyly.

"Pay attention to your current identity, you are my maid, you can't go back, you don't need to worry about it, just follow me", Zhao said unhappily.

Xiaolian's status in Li's mansion is not low, but it is only because she and Li Nianxian have grown up since childhood, as Li Nianxian's personal maid, she herself does not have a document to take care of things, that is to say, her actual identity is still a maid.

Zhao Jue was promoted to a first-class steward and had the authority to use the maid, of course, first of all, he pretended to be public and private, and asked Xiaolian to accompany him shopping.

The two used to be more superiors to subordinates, or teachers to students, and the relationship was not so clear.

Young people, only in an unrestrained environment, when they are alone, can they show more lingering feelings.

Zhao Jue stretched out his hand to hug Xiaolian's waist, so frightened that the girl's face turned white, and she hurriedly jumped away, and said hurriedly: "Don't ...... like this."

Zhao Jue then took her hand instead, Xiaolian struggled twice, and when she saw that she couldn't break free, she didn't move.

The folk customs of the Great Song Dynasty are relatively open, and there is no Zhu Cheng Lixue, and there is no saying that the heavenly principle destroys people's desires, if it is not for the beautiful ladies and famous girls, and the girls of ordinary people, there is no extremely strict attention, although there are small words, but it is not strictly prohibited.

People came and went on the street, Zhao Qi and Xiaolian talked, told a few stories, and secretly instilled in her what is the standard of a good daughter-in-law.

The two walked forward with the crowd, enjoying the graceful and prosperous scene, but when they came to a bustling street, they suddenly heard an angry noise from a nearby restaurant.

“…… Oh, Brother Zhang Heng, don't think that if you have a little poetic talent, you can despise the entire Huaning talent! Liu Wenyuan, Zhao Shuliang, Qin Xun, ......, as far as I Du Xian know, there are at least a dozen peers who are better than you, and your brother Zhang's talent is only in the middle of the stream! ”。

"My Zhang Heng's literary talent, I know it myself, but Brother Du, since you put out other people, then I will also say one person, my friend Lin Ziyang, talented, handsome and romantic, far more than me ten times a hundred times, the year before last, last year, a Linjiang immortal, a water tune song head, are the first in the city will judge, if Brother Du says that I am not qualified, then my friend, what do you say!?".

Lin Ziyang...... It is true that poetry is good, but he seems to have drilled the tip of the horns, as far as I know, this person specializes in poetry, often painstakingly and painstakingly, often for a word and meditate for ten days and a half months, it can be seen that this person must not be big-minded, has been close to demons, that is, in the past few years to be able to get away with it, with his mental strength, it is not sustainable, it is said to be talented, in fact, he is a pedantic character in his bones."

There was a "bang", someone slapped the table hard, and the quarrel in the building became louder and louder, and finally even moved his hand.

However, Zhao Jue only listened to a few words, then shook his head and smiled, and walked forward with Xiaolian without care.

However, Xiaolian kept looking back at the restaurant, her eyes were shining, and she looked very admired.

"What are you looking at?" , Zhao Jue pulled Xiaolian's hand and asked with a smile.

Xiaolian turned her head, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously: "You probably don't know, the ones named Zhang Heng and Du Xian upstairs are all very famous talents in our Huaning City!" The few people they said in their mouths were even more amazing, and the poems they composed, one of them came out, and they had a great impact, and the daughters of various prefectures, the old men in the school, and the top brands in the green buildings, all rushed to ask for them, and they were all very learned scholars."

"What kind of bullshit are they, there is no classic era, it's really a cat and a dog that has to jump out and pretend to be a writer", Zhao Chu said disdainfully.

"Ah, you whisper ......", Xiaolian hurriedly looked left and right nervously, and saw that no one was paying attention, so she put her mind at ease and said with a solemn expression: "This kind of words, you must not let people hear it, that is our talented man in Huaning City, everyone respects it, you are angry with the public, you will suffer."

Xiaolian walked a few steps, suddenly raised her head, looked at Zhao Di carefully, and said, "Zhao Zhu, why did you say that kind of thing just now?" Can you also compose poetry? ”。

Before Zhao Jue entered the Li Mansion, he was a scholar, but in the past few months of getting along, she had never seen Zhao Jie write poems and articles, she thought that maybe Zhao Jue was not good at this, and she never mentioned it.

However, at this time, from Zhao Jie's tone, it made Xiaolian feel a strange feeling, this kind of tone, only the master Hongru, who has experienced the peak of poetry and read countless classics, will express such emotion.

Seeing Xiaolian's inquiring eyes, Zhao Qi smiled and said: "Of course, Xianggong I am omnipotent, and the poems I make are more than enough to be selected into the thousand-year-old classics, but I am afraid that writing it will scare others, so after thinking about it, I don't want to write it, you know, Xianggong I like to be low-key, and I like to be in the limelight, so let's let it be given to others."

Xiaolian was suddenly deflated and said disappointedly: "You will brag, no, you won't, I don't understand anyway."

Zhao Jue laughed and didn't say anything.

On both sides of the street, lanterns have long been hung, purple and red flowers are planted on both sides of the street, and pine branches, bamboo branches, and plum branches are inserted at the door of every house, symbolizing the meaning of prosperity and outstanding style.

The city will be the yearning for the prosperity of the city, but also for the admiration of the literati, to the city on this day, the city of talented people and old people out of the old, gather to chant, if there is a good work, it will be a piece of luck and talent into thousands of households, in order to let the people in the city read and write, the title of the gold list and so on.

Probably everyone expects their children to become dragons and phoenixes, so everyone attaches great importance to this festival.

The street is full of lanterns, and countless vendors, shops, restaurants, etc. have gathered on both sides of the road, and the business is also extremely prosperous these days, almost not losing the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.

Walking in the crowd, Zhao Di's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw that there were vendors selling bracelets on the street, so he pulled Xiaolian over, picked up a bracelet made of small sandalwood, tied it between Xiaolian's wrists, and looked at it a few times.

"Childe is really good eyesight, this bracelet has a nice name, called the heart chain, is made of the core of the most central sandalwood of the millennium, the grass and trees have raised the soul for thousands of years, you can send your feelings, if the son brings this girl, she can sense your mind, the two are happy, no matter how far apart, they are like around."

"So godly?" , Zhao Jue smiled, he didn't care about these, this bracelet looks good on his wife's wrist, and this is enough.

The spring light is faint, and in the distance, you can see kites floating in the air in the suburbs, fluttering and dancing at the end of the long street.

The two looked up, and the kite was made into the shape of a pair of mandarin ducks, flying like wings in mid-air, flying intimately.

Zhao Yu looked at it for a while, retracted his gaze and looked at Xiaolian, the light in his eyes was faint, and he said softly: "Xiaolian, in a few days, it will be Qingming, I want to go back to my hometown to have a look, sweep the tomb of my parents and pay tribute, and when I come back, you will marry me, are you willing?" ”。

Xiaolian's whole body trembled, seeing Zhao Jue looking at her seriously, her heart was flustered, she felt the temperature of those eyes, instantly lost her resistance, lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "I, I still have to get the consent of Miss...... I do".