The wind, flowers, snow and moon are all mirrored, only awakening, and it seems to be prosperous

Liu Yanxin, who was gorgeously dressed, kept hanging, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info was still inexplicably nervous, sitting by the window and looking at the scenery outside in a daze. Seeing that Liu Yan and Qin Xu were low, Yu'er also tidied up the fire and withdrew. The days of winter are always short, and when night falls, the servants in the courtyard light up the lamp. Xiaoyu also came in to light the oil lamp in the room, glanced at Liu Yan and then retreated.

Let's say that Liu Yan is still hungry, and he doesn't know how long he has been sleeping, and he doesn't know if he has anything to eat for Liu Yan. When he was melancholy, Feng Jiang came in with a unique lunch box in ancient times, and put the food box on the table next to the bed with a gesture in front of Liu Yan, and took out another box of boxes. Liu Yan's saliva was dripping, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it immediately. But because of the etiquette and integrity of Fengjiang, he also sat quietly next to him and listened to Fengjiang's introduction one by one.

Sir, this is the chef's signature restaurant. This is sweet and sour short ribs, this is golden grilled chicken, this is pine nut yellow croaker, and this is crystal coo pork...... Wow said six or seven dishes. Finally, I took out a jar of wine and smelled it: this is Du Kang brewed by my father, only the guests drink it, and I drink it less.

Liu Yan smiled and waved his hands, I don't have much alcohol power. Feng Jiang laughed when he heard it: Sir, don't talk to him, how can we not drink it well, wouldn't it be sad. Don't be polite, sir, please.

Liu Yan was about to grab the chopsticks, but was interrupted by the closure of the territory. Sir, don't worry, this thing is Mr.'s thing, and it should be returned to Mr. now. Liu Yan saw that it was his pendant, hurriedly thanked Fengjiang, and carefully put it on his neck.

Then the two picked up chopsticks and ate them. said that it was two people, but in fact, they were both eaten by Liu Yan alone, and from time to time their mouths were stuffed with things for Fengjiang, you eat too, you eat too. Feng Jiang shook his head with a smile and took a drink with a wine glass. The wine has been passed three times, and the food has been tasteless. The atmosphere has also eased a lot, and Liu Yan is also familiar with Fengjiang a lot, but Fengjiang has been replying to Liu Yan in calligraphy, which makes Liu Yan feel unhappy.

Looking at Feng Jiang's intoxicated appearance with a wine glass on his nose, Liu Yan couldn't bear it, but still interrupted him: Feng Jiang, I have something to ask for, and I shouldn't talk about it.

Feng Jiang put down his wine glass: Sir, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it.

That, don't call me sir. Just call me Liu Yan, and don't you feel tired of speaking classical Chinese all the time?

No, you have to think of a sentence before you speak. My father taught me to change my knowledge and reason since I was a child, so I wouldn't be abrupt when I saw others talk like this.

You and I are about the same size, and there will be no outsiders talking like this in the future, just be casual, there is no need to be too restrained.

Haha, it's refreshing enough, I've made up my border with you, a friend. It's not too early, I'll tell Yu'er to come in and clean up, rest early, and take you to see my father tomorrow.

After speaking, he glanced at the wine twice, and was about to leave, but Liu Yan stopped him, stuffed the wine into his arms, and walked away. After a while, Yu'er came in, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and went out hastily. Liu Yan was full, drank again, and drowsiness came up. He put on his clothes, put the mink draped over his body, and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Yu'er came in to clean up the brazier, and carefully stirred the charcoal fire with a burning stick. But it woke up Liu Yan, Liu Yan looked at Yu'er who was concentrated, and after careful observation, he found that Yu'er looked like she was thirteen or fourteen years old, with a delicate little face and a fluttering face, an obvious beauty embryo.

Liu Yan couldn't help coughing dryly, so frightened that Yu'er threw down the burning stick and hurriedly knelt on the ground: Yue'er was stupid, woke up Mr., and Mr. atoned. Liu Yan looked at this beautiful person kneeling on the ground in horror, and his frightened eyes couldn't help but make Liu Yan feel pity. stepped forward and picked up Yu'er, let Yu'er sit on the bed, staring at Yue'er tightly, her face was no more than a finger apart.

Yu'er's face turned red and she lowered her head. Liu Yan gently raised Yu'er's head, stared at Yu'er's eyes and said: Don't do this in front of me in the future, these things are left to me to do, just talk to me when you come to my room, you know?

Yu'er struggled to break away from Liu Yan's hands, got up and ran to the middle of the house, buried her hands in her chest, lowered her head and blushed, and said: Mr. Xie, it's just that the young master ordered the slave maid to serve Mr., and the slave didn't dare to do this.

Hey, this feudal society has ruined a lot of good girls. It seems that we still have to think in the long run, and I can't change it all at once. When he was thinking about it, Feng Jiang came in: Yan, how did you sleep last night? My father said that I want to eat with you for breakfast today, so let's clean up and go.

Liu Yan straightened his hair and asked Feng Jiang to see if he was dressed properly, and before Liu Yan cleaned up Feng Jiang, he couldn't help grabbing Liu Yan's wrist and walked out of the door, and laughed: It's no worse than that Zou Ji. Liu Yan knew Zou Ji, and he also laughed loudly, and the two went side by side to find their father in Fengjiang.

Out of the small courtyard where Liu Yan lives is a larger courtyard, 80% of the yard is a pool, and the various rockeries above the pool reflect each other. There was a huge stone bridge in the center, which seemed to allow seven or eight people to walk side by side. The servants also increased, and they hurried, including the maids who cleaned and the men who ran about. A lively scene.

Feng Jiang took Liu Yan onto the widest waterway, crossed the stone bridge, and saw a huge palace in front of him, and the shocked Liu Yan's mouth grew big. At this time, Fengjiang grabbed Liu Yan and settled in a whisper: My father is the chief of the left house, and he is the captain of the dynasty, and he is kind, but he cares about etiquette and posture, so don't annoy him. Let's bring Liu Yan into the court.

Entering the palace, I saw eight large pillars in the hall, the red carpet was spread in the middle of the road, there was a big table at the end, there was no sundries on the table, a bucket of arrows was mailed directly, a large red reclining chair behind the table, the chair was covered with tiger skin, and a golden sword was hung on the top of the chair. Standing next to the chair was a soldier, unarmoured, dressed in black civilian clothes, holding a meniscus knife in his right hand, his left hand drooping, his chest and head held high, straight like a green pine.

Feng Jiang stepped forward, and the soldier clasped his hands into fists, raised them to his chest, and bent over: Young Master.

Feng Jiang waved his hand: What about my father?

The soldier remained in his position; The adult was in the study, and ordered the young master to take Mr. forward, and after speaking, he waved at Liu Yan, and Liu Yan immediately learned from the soldier and returned the salute. Feng Jiang laughed loudly, the soldier didn't dare to laugh, he held his face, and his muscles twitched: My lord... My lord.. Need not... So.

Liu Yan's face turned red and made an expression of what's wrong with him and looked at Fengjiang, and the feudal stabilized his emotions and said: I will tell you in the future, go and see my father. After that, he took Liu Yan into the next room to the left of the chair.

Pushing open the door, the room was two sizes larger than the one where Liu Yan lived. There is a large window with a length and width of one and a half meters, but there is a small desk under the window, dry and quiet, nothing is placed, there is no calligraphy and painting in the room, two sides are walls, one side is a window, and one side is a bookshelf, full of large and small bamboo slips.

In the middle of the room there is a square table, on which are placed all kinds of pastries and rice porridge. There was an old man in his fifties standing at the table, his hair was casually raised, he had a Chinese face, he looked kind, he had a chin beard, and he was wearing a red Hanfu. Seeing Liu Yan come in, he came forward to greet him.

When he got to Liu Yan and bowed, Liu Yan hurriedly returned the salute. The old man helped Liu Yan down and said: If you miss the distance, Mr. Wang, don't be surprised. Liu Yan shook his head and said; Adults are polite, Xiaosheng should visit earlier, but he has just recovered from a serious illness and come to the house for the first time, only waiting for the feudal leader to come to worship, I hope that the adults will not miss it.

The old man bowed slightly: Sir, please eat. Old man, Fengjiang, Liu Yan sat down and said while eating.

Mr. Wuguan's face is like white jade, and his skin is delicate, but he was seriously injured because of this

Liu Yan put down his chopsticks and pretended to be very sad and said: I originally lived in Chu and Qin, but the war was torn out, my mother died in the chaotic arrows, and my father and I fled to Qin. I was confronted with my father, and my father died under the butcher's knife. Wu Xinzhi escaped, passed out at night, woke up, and was in Xianyang Prison, and was recruited into the army, but he was killed by a traitor and fell on the avenue.

The old man bowed his head again and said: I will be a university inquirer when I hear your mouth into a chapter

Liu Yan smiled: Adults are serious, I can only read essays at the age of three or four years.

The old man laughed: Okay, let's talk like this in the future. Don't be so unremarkable, listen to my son say that your name is Liu Yan? Yan, I have read above the sages since I was a child, and you must be an extraordinary person in your face, you and I are destined, so I decided to keep you in the house, and I have asked the household to add you to my family, are you willing?

When Liu Yan heard this, he suddenly ran to the old man's voice and knelt down: Lord Xie, I have nothing to reciprocate. But I hope that the adults will accept me as a righteous son, and I will do my best.

When the old man heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed: Hahaha, good, good one. How can I refuse a good son?

Liu Yan was overjoyed and knelt down and bowed, Lord Xie.

The old man is angry, and he is still called an adult? Liu Yan smiled: Father!