It takes a lot of money to play collecting, but Qingniang is just a girl who doesn't know how to make a living, where does she get the money to buy collections?

At present, it is all up to Yang Yi to support her, and the family has no opinions now, but it is difficult to say in the future, after all, the funds used in the collection are not ten or eight, but a bottomless astronomical amount.

For the sake of family harmony, Yang Yi has long been thinking about helping her find a way to make money, Qing Niang Bingxue is smart, how can she not know that he deliberately attributed the secret recipe of wine brewing to himself, and Qing Niang is full of gratitude for his heart.

The evening sun shines on the top of the mulberry elm, and the scenery of the countryside is quiet and serene.

Under the rose frame in the small courtyard, Yang Daguan lay lazily on the small couch, his head rested on Qing Niang's **, smelling the faint fragrance of the girl, feeling very comfortable, he really wanted to completely forget the disputes between the court and the middle, and live this life leisurely.

"Hide in a small building and become a unity, and take care of his spring, summer, autumn and winter." Yang Daguan sighed casually.

Qing Niang immediately smiled and said, "Brother Yang hid in the Grange, I'm afraid he has other intentions, right?" ”

"No, Qingniang, don't guess, I'm a patient now, Qingniang, you have to take good care of me." He said as he put his arm around the girl's willow waist, feeling that the soft waist was so small, it was really unbearable to hold.

Qing Niang's body trembled slightly, a touch of light light crept up on her beautiful cheeks, she is fourteen years old this year, and the affairs of men and women have long been clear in her heart, when she is in Huanzhou, she can often hear the singing of Thirteen Niang or Ming'er at night, how can she not have a little hazy longing.

After listening to Yang Yi's words, she thought that Yang Yi wanted her to serve the pillow tonight, and she couldn't understand the thoughts of the children in her heart, there was both apprehension and some joy, and more indescribable shyness.

In fact, there is often physical contact between the two, and hugging and hugging is also common, on the carriage returning from Liao, Yang Yi often sleeps with her, but Qing Niang knows that those are different, and her eldest brother Yang used to treat her as a child.

After a while, Yang Yi noticed that she was hanging her head, and even the slender pink was red, and she couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Qingniang, are you okay?" ”

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......" Qing Niang bit her lower lip, her head lowered, her curved eyebrows glanced at him leisurely, and quickly dodged it, the girl's feelings are always poetry, she doesn't know how touching her every move at this time, a smile is.

Yang Yi seemed to realize something, but he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly shouted: "Ming'er, it's time to eat!" Hurry up, hungry! ”

At night, Yang Yi took a hot bath beautifully, and after returning to his bedroom, he took out a set of night clothes from the salute, prepared everything to go out in the middle of the night, and planned to go to bed and sleep first.

As soon as he got into bed, he felt a soft body, and he was so frightened that he sat up again; After lighting the lamp from the new, he found that Qing Niang was curled up in the bed like a little quail, and the exposed piece of powder was as red as blood, Yang Yi was stunned for a while, and then said: "Qing Niang, you are ......

There was a sound on the bed, and there was no sound, Yang Yi's mind was full of thoughts, and he roughly wanted to understand the key points; He sat down on the bed and carefully hugged Qing Niang's body, the girl's heart is the most sensitive, like a thin glass, which will be broken if you are not careful.

Since Qing Niang is ready to sacrifice everything, it is obviously unwise to let her leave directly, Yang Yi stroked her beautiful hair and said softly: "Qing Niang, come, lie down in Brother Yang's arms, it will be warmer." ”

Qing Niang still didn't make a sound, but the delicate body obediently got into his arms.

Since returning from Liao, Yang Yi has never slept with her, the girl's body has grown very fast, and now she is holding her in her arms, and she can already feel the beauty of the unevenness.

"Qing Niang, Brother Yang is a patient now, right?"

"Hmm!" Qing Niang's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and a pair of jade arms hugged his waist tightly.

"If it's a patient, you can't ...... Belch...... No...... Do you understand? ”

Qing Niang shook her head, and slowly lifted her beautiful face, her gentle eyes shining like stars; Lying in Yang Yi's arms again, she felt the warmth she had not seen for a long time, it was this warm embrace that gave her the most solid support, helped her block the ups and downs of the world, and helped her heal the wounds of her soul.

Thinking of this, Qing Niang's heart became less shy, she looked at Yang Yi softly and said: "Brother Yang, when people have grown up, Wang Chaoyun was younger than others when he was a scholar with Su!" ”

"This ...... Brother Yang, am I not sick? ”

"No, Brother Yang is fine!" Qing Niang pouted her ruddy little mouth, and the touching charm made Yang Yi almost can't help kissing it.

He secretly exhaled and said, "Qingniang, I just made a poem, do you want to listen to it?" ”

"Really, Brother Yang, read it and listen to it." At the mention of poetry, the girl really got carried away, her slender body lay in his arms, her eyes were full of anticipation, her long eyelashes fluttered from time to time, and her watery skin made her look like a porcelain doll.

This made Yang Daguan embarrassed, in fact, he didn't want to make poetry at all, and his mind became blank in his eagerness, and he chanted: "A ...... A monk carries water...... Which drink ......"

"Hmph, Brother Yang is lying again!"

Qing Niang was disgusted, her light body swam in his arms, and her warm little mouth kissed his lips, Yang Yi didn't expect this little girl to come to this hand, and she was instantly stunned.

Qing Niang's eyes were slightly closed, exhaling like an orchid, although her kiss was jerky, it was so serious and focused.

Yang Yi couldn't bear to push her away, put one hand around her slender waist, and gently stroked her pink back with the other, kissing her back wholeheartedly, until the two were about to suffocate, and their lips separated; Qing Niang gasped, like a water lotus swaying in the wind, she didn't dare to look at Yang Yi, her body went downstream, and soon hid in Yang Yi's arms, never daring to raise her head again.

"Qing Niang, let's sleep, Brother Yang will sleep with you tonight, don't think nonsense."

"Brother Yang is still a suspect, isn't he? It's fourteen years old. ”

"What? Twelve, do you see anyone who is married at the age of twelve? ”

"Ah, it's fourteen!"

"What? Eleven? Eleven, that's even worse! ”

Qing Niang pouted, stretched out her little hand, twisted it around his waist for the first time, Yang Yi grabbed her little hand and put it in her mouth and kissed it gently, and said softly: "Qing Niang, don't think about it too much, Brother Yang will never let go of you again in this life, come, let's pull Gougou, no one is allowed to leave anyone in this life, okay?" ”

Qing Niang raised up slowly, her eyes like water, quietly flowing on his face...... She slowly pulled out a little jade-like finger and said softly, "Evil! I want to know you well, a long life without endless decline, mountains without tombs, rivers are exhausted, thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer, heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with you. ”

Yang Yi finished hooking with her seriously, and finally put her to sleep, and at the third watch, he quietly got up, changed into a black night suit, and quietly climbed over the wall...... The next day, news came out in the capital that Fan Bailu, a scholar of Hallym University, was demoted.

In addition, there is also news that the proposal of Renduo Baozhong and Wei Ming Ah Wu to serve as the commanders of the newly formed cavalry was barely passed, and the two famous Western Xia generals are scheduled to officially take office in three days, which will definitely cause greater turmoil for the stormy Western Xia.

Hearing these news, Yang Yi just smiled faintly, at least on the surface, all this has nothing to do with him, he is still 'sick', so sick that he can only hide in the river to fish.

The old father-in-law Su Song was very supportive of his move, and he even wanted Yang Yi to fade out of the court for a year and a half.

Others thought that Yang Yi was angry, it is said that in the past, when Wang Anshi was unhappy, he often asked for sick leave, sometimes for a month, until Emperor Shenzong bowed his head to him, he was willing to go to the court.

Yang Yi doesn't care what others think of him, he just thinks that now that the wind and waves are high, instead of standing up and being the target of the public, it is better to hide in the grange and fish, as for how big a fish can be caught in the end, who knows?

The next day, Comrade Han Bier, the commercial executive president of the Yang family, rushed to the grange in a hurry, now no one in the Great Song Dynasty knows the method of wine making, and the wine on the market is very expensive.

"Yang Lang, can you harvest these hundreds of acres of grapes this year?" Han Bi'er leaned beside Yang Yi and asked with a serious face.

"Nope!"

Yang Yi leaned on the recliner, half-squinted, staring at the fish fat on the river, the fish fat was floating and sinking, obviously a fish was about to be hooked.

Han Bi'er saw that he was careless, he was really a eunuch who was not in a hurry to die; She simply grabbed the fishing rod and pulled it, regardless of whether she caught a fish or not, and said in a coquettish voice: "Yang Lang, the slave is talking to you about business!" Expecting a year to be wasted here, this is not good, Hedong is rich in grapes, the slave family will go to Hedong, choose a good place to build a workshop, and also, sugar must also be purchased in advance, otherwise when the time comes to buy so much sugar, I am afraid that other families will find out the door......"

Han Bi'er seemed to have seen the yellow and clear gold flowing towards her home, and she was full of energy!

Yang Yi rolled his eyes, took back the fishing rod and reloaded the bait, and said: "Look at your urgency, there are still a few months before the grapes are ripe, this wine is easy to make, just buy more large vats at that time, can you go to Zhang Luo in advance?" ”

Han Bi'er smiled proudly: "Yang Lang, you can't do this, we have to build the winery like other wineries, otherwise others can easily guess that wine doesn't need to be mixed with rice and koji to brew." ”

"Well, Bi'er is right, so let's go, you don't need to go, you send a trustworthy person to Anyi to have a look first, just buy a local winery directly, by the way, immediately send someone to select some good grape varieties to bring back, and graft them on the wild grapes here in the future."

"Slave slave, let's do it!"

Han Bi'er said that she would leave, and with a wisp of incense, she quickly got on the boat and returned to the city.

Yang Yi looked back at the slope, it was amazing, yesterday after a day of hard work, those old ladies not only did not get tired, but after receiving a large amount of wages, today it seems that they have really become eighteen; The waist is no longer bent, the legs are not painful, the hoe is wheeled like a sword dance by Aunt Gongsun, and although the open mouth is toothless, it swallows thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yang Yi shook his head, how could he expel Lao Du's masterpiece from his mind:

In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, a dance of the sword pneumatic Quartet, the viewer is depressed like a mountain, and the heaven and earth are low for a long time.

It is like shooting nine sunsets, and it is like a group of emperors and dragons.

(To be continued)