Xiao Luan braved the wind and rain and ran for dozens of miles, just to find Zhang Xu for a copybook.

After arriving at Fan Chuan, her flower-like face was already purple from the cold, and her mount was constantly spewing hot air from her mouth, and she almost collapsed.

The eight entourages who followed Xiao Luan were also uncomfortable, and their hands and feet were almost frozen.

Huang Li, who was also a personal maid and bodyguard, trembled and said: "Lady, even if you find that Zhang Xu, he may not be willing to help the lady write a notebook." Which of these literati is not very high. ”

Another maid named Little Harrier said: "That is, if they don't like it, it's soft and hard and don't eat, it's useless to ask, and the lady doesn't know this Zhang Xu, what kind of script do you want him to write, I'm afraid it's difficult." ”

"Don't be verbose, go separately and inquire about Zhang Changshi's residence."

"Whoa!"

On both sides of Fanchuan, there are a large number of powerful and famous people's courtyards, some people even live in seclusion here for many years, so they will naturally need the supply of living materials, even if it is a large family, it is impossible to send people to run dozens of miles back to Chang'an to buy things, so the Fanchuan area naturally forms a bazaar.

In addition, like Princess Yuzhen, Wang Wei and others, most of them live in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain, and many scholars come to Zhongnan Mountain to visit these celebrities in order to become famous, so some restaurants and inns were born in the market.

Therefore, Xiao Luan and the others are not worried that there is no place to spend the night. She looked at the sky, even if everything went well, it would be too late to rush back to Chang'an tonight, so she stopped Huang Li and said, "Huang Li, you go and book a few rooms, if it is too late and there are no rooms, it will be troublesome." ”

"Yes, lady. We've been on the road for a long time, so I'll stop by to find food. ”

Xiao Luan originally thought that Zhang Xu's residence was difficult to inquire. I didn't want one of my subordinates to bring a man soon, and said to Xiao Luan: "Lady." He said he knew where Mr. Zhang lived. ”

The man's mouth was very slippery, patted his chest and said, "It's not me who is bragging. Don't talk about Zhang Changshi, let me tell you, this Zhongnan Mountain, which courtyard of the family, and what characters live, I don't know anything, otherwise I won't be able to eat this line of food. ”

Hey, Dare is still dedicated to leading the way, just like the tooth people in the city. What do you want to buy? They can all be matched and receive commissions from them. It's just that I didn't expect that in this Fanchuan market, there are people who specialize in leading the way.

Xiao Luan asked: "Take us to Zhang Xu and Zhang Changshi, how much money do you want?" ”

The man said, "This little lady, you see this heavy snow, freezing to death, why do you have to give ten cents, let me have a full meal." ”

"Alright. I'll give you ten pennies. ”

"Thank you, little lady!" The man couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Xiao Luan left Huang Li to book a room, and then gave her horse to the man who led the way, and the group walked along the bank of Fanchuan, where some exquisite courtyards could be seen in the wind and snow. From time to time, the sound of sheng songs is heard, which is the rich and noble family who came to the courtyard for the winter.

After walking two miles, the man who led the way pointed to an ordinary courtyard and said, "Little lady." That's Zhang Changshi's house, I'll take you here. ”

Xiao Luan asked his entourage to give the man who led the way ten cents. Then he went up and knocked on the door in person, "Excuse me." Is Zhang Changshi at home? As Xiao Luan slammed on the door, a large cloud of snow fell on the wall and fell on her hand, making her shiver, it was really cold and biting.

"Who?" There were voices in the courtyard, and soon, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came to open the door, he looked at Xiao Luan outside the door and asked, "You want to find my family Langjun?" ”

"Yes, may I ask where your parents are?" Xiao Luan was blessed.

"No, my family Langjun went to the banquet, you can come back tomorrow." After the boy finished speaking, he closed the door directly.

The little harrier persuaded: "Lady, why don't we go back to the inn first." Come back tomorrow. ”

"No, wait." Xiao Luan watched the snowflakes fall on Fan Chuan and said very firmly.

If you ask someone, you have to show some sincerity. She has already made up her mind to pay attention, since she is here, she must ask Zhang Xu to write a notebook, so that she can take it back and surprise Li Ang.

Along the way, she had already figured out how to get Zhang Xu to write a notebook.

Xiao Luan waited for nearly an hour, the wind and snow did not stop, the banks of Fan River were white, the bamboo behind the courtyard was crushed by the snow, and occasionally there was a snapping sound.

Although Xiao Luan and the others have martial arts, they still can't freeze after waiting in the wind and snow for so long. Xiao Luan tightened her cloak, clasped her hands in front of her mouth and breathed softly from time to time, and the breath she breathed out melted into the fog, making her bright eyes blurred. The maid Little Harrier stomped her feet slightly behind her, stretched out her head from time to time to look, and patted the falling snow falling on Xiao Luan from time to time, and stopped talking several times. On such a snowy night, the snow drifting silently, the faint sound of silk and bamboo, and the pedestrians hurrying home......

Finally, in the white wind and snow, there was the sound of cars and horses from far and near, and I saw an ordinary carriage coming towards the Zhang family's house and stopped in front of the door.

Xiao Luan's eyes lit up instantly, and he stumbled slightly, but the snow under his feet had already buried the instep of his feet, and he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "May I ask if Zhang Changshi is in the car?" The little woman Xiao Luan waited for a long time. ”

The coachman glanced at Xiao Luan and his party, and saw that it was a young girl who came up to ask questions, and her small nose was already red from the cold, and she was slightly surprised. "Who are you? Where did it come from? What's the matter with my husband? ”

"The little woman Xiao Luan, who came from Chang'an, wanted to ask Zhang Changshi for words."

As soon as Xiao Luan finished speaking, the curtain of the car was lifted, and he saw a middle-aged scribe in his forties sitting in the car, his eyes were drunk and hazy, he squinted at Xiao Luan, and saw that there were deep footprints in the place where Xiao Luan was standing, and he knew that she had been waiting for a long time.

A woman, in order to ask for words, waited outside the door for so long on this snowy day, and it was moving to look at it.

Xiao Luan bowed from afar and said: "Dare to ask the nobles in the car, but Zhang Changshi, the little woman Xiao Luan is polite." ”

"You're looking for an old man, just to ask for words?" The middle-aged man in the car asked as he struggled to open his drunken eyes.

"Exactly, Zhang Changshi is on top, please accept the little girl's worship."

The middle-aged man in the car lightly clenched his left hand into a fist and put it in front of his mouth and coughed lightly, pressed his temple lightly with his right hand, and said slowly: "Please go back, the old man is in a bad mood today and is too lazy to write." ”

Xiao Luan was willing to leave, and she begged again: "Zhang Changshi." Please. The little woman has a friend who likes Zhang Changshi's calligraphy very, very much. Occasionally get a post, treat it as a treasure. It's a pity that his family accidentally knocked over the ink and stained the copybook, so he was depressed all day long;

The youngest daughter happened to hear that Zhang Changshi was living in seclusion in Fanchuan, so she hurried over, only begging Zhang Changshi for mercy and giving him a word. The little girl heard that Zhang Changshi likes to watch sword dance, I know a little about it, and I hope that the dance will make Zhang Changshi smile. ”

Xiao Luan bowed after speaking, regardless of whether Zhang Xutong disagreed. Immediately draw your sword and dance in the snow. In an instant, she moved with the sword, like a frightening dragon, or dancing in the wind and snow, or a thousand stars flying, and the wind and snow in the sky were spiritual, flying with her figure. One after another, the picture is so beautiful that people suspect that they are not in the world.

Zhang Xu saw that the wine was a little sober, and he applauded!

He had the good fortune to see Gongsun Lady dancing with a sword weapon, which formed his calligraphy style. For the sword dance, he can be said to have never forgotten.

Xiao Luan's sword dance, or because of the wind and snow, has a stronger sense of picture. It's just as moving.

"Good! Good! ”

In Zhang Xu's applause, Xiao Luan danced. Collecting the sword Yingying bowed and said: "The little woman is not talented, Bo Zhang Changshi smiled." ”

"Hahaha....... old man hasn't seen such a wonderful sword dance for many years. Joyfully! It's a pleasure! Please come in with me. ”

"Thank you Zhang Changshi."

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Li Ang was indeed very annoyed by soiling Zhang Xu's calligraphy, first, he urgently needed to copy the calligraphy, in this era, calligraphy has been regarded as an important part of personal cultural skills, and it is very important to write well.

If a test paper is written too ugly, no matter how good the content is, it may be thrown aside by the examiner. No matter what the occasion, as long as you write a good hand, you can immediately win the admiration of everyone.

On the other hand, the calligraphy is the grass saint Zhang Xu's, which has extremely high artistic value, and can be used as a family heirloom for generations, and it is a pity that it was ruined like this.

When Li Ang went to the front hall to have dinner with Tang Yu and a few others, Liu Feiru was alone in the study, studying the ink, while studying the calligraphy that was half dyed with ink, and then chose a good pen, laid out the paper, and was meticulous.

Her already quite delicate face, at this moment, because of her focused expression, added a bit of elegant intellectual beauty, which was quite moving.

At this time, Liu Jiuniang shouted outside the door: "Lady, dinner is ready, go and eat." ”

Liu Feixu replied without raising his head: "Nineteen Niang, you eat first, I'll go over later." ”

"Lady ......" Nineteen Niang was still waiting to call again, but saw that Liu Feixu had already dipped the pen in ink, and began to move the pen on the rice paper, with a focused look that was not disturbed by the outside world at all.

After a while, Liu Feixu straightened up, breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen and looked at what he had written again.

"Lady, are you okay? On such a cold day, it's time for a meal. ”

Liu Feixu said with satisfaction: "Okay." After she finished speaking, she gently closed the door of the study, and then said to Nineteen Niang: "Nineteen Niang, how many times have I told you, don't call me Niangzi in the future, let others listen, it is inevitable that you will have a tongue." ”

Liu Jiuniang took her hand and said lovingly: "What do I call your lady?" You were originally my lady, and you will be for the rest of your life. ”

Speaking of emotion, the two are relatively silent, they were originally a healthy and prosperous home, but suddenly a catastrophe led to the destruction of the family, and now only the master and servant rely on each other. The former daughter of the official eunuch has now become a slave of another family.

Thankfully, we finally have a place to live. Liu Jiuniang sighed and said: "Lang Jun is a good person, in the future, you will follow Lang Jun, and learn more to please Lang Jun......"

Liu Feixu said in a coquettish voice: "Nineteen Niang, you are here again!" ”

Liu Jiuniang took her hand and said in a low voice: "Lady, listen to me, you are the life of the lady, the family is unfortunate, you are a maid, you can't be a slave forever, otherwise I am afraid that in the future I will be sold like a livestock, which is miserable, you should have palpitations;

Lang Jun is talented and generous, and it is a great fortune for you and me to meet a good person like Lang Jun. You have to seize the opportunity, if you can get Lang Jun's favor and give birth to a boy and half a girl, you will have a chance to be good in the future. Remember, you may want to be proactive when you have the chance. ”

Liu Jiuniang's words, although explicit, are every word. She is now just a slave, the property of the master, the master wants your body, can you still refuse?

Besides, if Liu Feixu really wants to marry a subordinate and give birth to children who will be slaves for generations, she would rather not marry.

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(To be continued.) )