The water droplets on the edge of the pavilion splashed like a mist like smoke, and the grass was like grass outside, and a few birds fell under the eaves to grab food, and a few chirps came from time to time.

Qing Niang is dressed in purple sleeves, there is a piano in front of her, a pair of small bow shoes are neatly placed under the piano platform, only white socks are worn on the feet, sitting cross-legged on the bamboo, the wind outside the pavilion comes, gently brushing the hair in front of her forehead, the distant mountain eyebrows are faint, a pair of eyes are like clear water and autumn waves, and the fluttering clothes make the girl's posture appear more delicate and light, Yang Yiyi is not tied, her head is not combed, and she lies on her side on the bamboo tong idly, as if muttering to herself: "The mind is left to do nothing, and then the body and mind are comfortable, and the cool breeze can be refreshing and pleasant from nature." When the time comes, the grass is scattered, the wild birds forget the opportunity to be a companion, the scene and the heart will meet, the falling flowers are draped and sitting, and the white clouds are speechless and lingering. Blessed are the poor-hearted! ”

Qing Niang listened carefully, she was well-read, and naturally she had also read the columns. The story told in the chapter of the Yellow Emperor: According to legend, there is a very happy gulls and herons on the seaside, and they will go to the beach every morning to play, and the seagulls will fly to him in pairs every time, dancing and dancing. Later, his father said to him, "I have heard that seagulls like to play with you, so you can catch a few and let me play with them." The boy obeyed his father's command, and when he came to the seashore again, he tried to catch the seagull, but the seagull only circled high in the sky and never fell.

This side of the story is to warn people not to have scheming that they shouldn't have, and after listening to Yang Yi's words, Qing Niang had a deeper feeling, she realized it carefully, and said softly: "Brother Yang, I understand, you listen again, but like this?" ”

After speaking, her jade finger gently touched the strings, and a string of small and distant piano sounds sounded, the rhythm was as light as the breeze plucking the pages of a scripture, or the ripples of falling flowers falling on the water. It is the words of the stars like the sounds of heaven, and it is the boat that talks to the years in the bend of the river.

Qing Niang's eyes are slightly closed, just like a fairy sitting on the lotus platform, a touch of a pick, a sound of landscape green, the sound of the oars and the shadow of the oars pull out a river of time, the riverside pavilion green curtain is low, and the maple leaf swing in the courtyard is leisurely.

One tone and one rhyme, it is the breeze blowing from the bamboo repair, it is the hermit who wanders in the sparse fence to pick chrysanthemums, and looks up to see the South Mountain; The sound of the piano is like water, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky, and there is no concern for the sound of goodness like water, and the one who swims on the silk strings is full of flowing spiritual show; The sound of the piano is like air, and the embroidery is a picture of Xiaoxiang ink soaked in smoke and rain, and the fairy in the painting is blurred in the long years.

If the sound of the piano is empty, step on a wisp of idle clouds, and float freely on the North Sea, this heart is at ease, and you can go straight to the realm of Taixu with your hands hanging down your sleeves...... Qing Niang finished playing a song of elegant and indifferent "Gull and Heron Forgetting the Machine", Yang Yi lying on the bamboo bamboo had fallen asleep quietly, breathing thin and long, Qing Niang stepped on white socks and walked to him gently, covering his coat so as not to catch a cold; Looking closely, the complexion on Yang Yi's face is no longer as white as before, thinking about the scene of the sun in the long yellow sand, Qing Niang is a little distressed, she just looked at Yang Yi quietly, listening to his slender breathing, until a colorful butterfly inadvertently flew into the pavilion and landed lightly on her hairpin.

"Sure enough, it's the gulls and herons who forgot the machine, Qing Niang, your elegant piano sound not only attracted me, but even the butterflies ......"

Qing Niang looked back when she heard the voice, she couldn't care about the butterfly anymore, and hurriedly put her slender index finger to her little mouth, and said softly: "Sister Qing'er, Brother Yang is asleep!" ”

As soon as she moved, the butterfly fluttered up, circled half a circle in the pavilion, and then flew out, Qing Niang was a little reluctant, watching the butterfly fly away.

Thirteen Niang couldn't help but be a little funny, she also took off her bow shoes, walked to the bamboo and sat down, in addition to wearing a looser dress, she still couldn't see that she was pregnant, but the delicate cheeks were more tender.

In fact, in terms of appearance alone, Thirteen Niang is more beautiful than Qing Niang, and Thirteen Niang also has the intellectual beauty infiltrated by poetry and books. But Qing Niang is better in a graceful and clear spirit; If the thirteen niang is compared to a neat Tang poem, Qing Niang is a fresh and graceful little order, Qing Niang gives people a feeling closer to nature, like a stream flowing spring sliding over the bluestone slab.

Thirteen Niang just pinched Qing Niang's little face, and before she could speak, she found that Yang Yi had already opened her eyes and was looking at them with a smile, she couldn't help but be stunned, Qing Niang was pinched by her little face, so she shook her head and called softly: "Ah! Sister Qing'er is old and twisted! ”

"Lady, you're bullying Qing Niang again, hehe!"

"Brother Yang, are you awake?"

"Well, wake up! In fact, I didn't fall asleep, I can only say that I was deeply intoxicated by the sound of Qing Niang's piano. ”

Qing Niang was a little embarrassed by his praise, and her pretty face was like a begonia dye, but she provoked Thirteen Niang to reach out and pinch her little face, and said with a smile while pinching it: "Just bully, who made this little person so pitiful!" The officials didn't see it, and even the butterflies were attracted by the flower-like appearance of our family's Qing Niang. ”

"Not really! Not really! The butterfly ......"

"Didn't you bring the butterfly?" Thirteen Niang smiled so much that her willow waist was bent, she hugged Qing Niang into her arms, and sniffed it in her hair, "Well, it's really fragrant!" No wonder! ”

"Sister Qing'er, you are fragrant! You are the beauty of the country. ”

"Hehe, is it over? If you want me to say, I am still the most fragrant, I don't believe you smell it. Yang Yi couldn't help but interject, causing Thirteen Niang to take a sip.

He lay back on the bamboo tusk, quietly looked at the sun shadow and clouds outside the pavilion, and after a long while, he said leisurely: "Did the lady come to ask about the eldest princess of Kang Guo?" ”

"I don't ask, the official's own business, the official himself can do it." Thirteen Niang replied casually, but it was impossible to say that she really didn't want to know at all, and Qing Niang's bright eyes next to her also flashed.

Yang Yi didn't mean to hide it from them, he took a long breath and said: "To be honest, the eldest princess of Kang Guo does have this meaning, and it is difficult for her to change her mind for a while, this matter is really a bit tricky!" ”

Thirteen Niang and Qing Niang quietly glanced at each other, and asked hesitantly, "That?" What are you thinking, official? ”

Yang Yi got up and hugged Thirteen Niang's waist and said, "Don't worry, lady, I will always be your official, and I have no intention of climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, besides, even if I have that heart, the world can't tolerate this kind of thing." ”

"It's hard to say, officials are not afraid of heaven and earth, they dare to do even the thing of forcing the palace, and if they marry a princess, they will be afraid of the people of the world talking nonsense?"

Yang Yi was stunned and didn't know what to say, it seems that his fierce style of acting is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

Thirteen Niang snorted, leaned her head on his arms and said: "It's good for the official to know the severity, the concubine is not against you and the princess, although she has always been in love, but her identity is special, this matter is impossible, unless the official takes the concubine away." ”

"What did the lady say, don't think nonsense, although I am not a good person, but the lady is too good to be good, and I will never do the matter of divorce from my wife."

In fact, Thirteen Niang didn't worry much about this, she was already pregnant, and she didn't commit seven rules, her father is the prime minister, aside from the feelings between the two, if Yang Yi really divorced his wife, he would be pointed out by a thousand husbands, and then I am afraid that he would not want to marry any princess.

Thirteen Niang thought for a while and said: "If the eldest princess of Kang Guo can't change her mind, I don't know how many troubles she will cause in the future." What a thing! Official, you better wait for Bi'er to come back in the evening, and then discuss countermeasures with her, our family has a lot of ghost ideas for her. ”

Yang Yi saw that she didn't mean to delve into it, so he gratefully lowered his head and hugged her and said, "Lady, I'm sorry, this time I made you worry again, you can rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter well, and I will never let our family be affected." ”

"Where does the official say, how can the concubine be worthy." As far as Thirteen Niang knows, this is the first time Yang Yi has opened her mouth to apologize to others, she didn't care about Qing Niang's presence, turned around and hugged Yang Yi and said, "I'm just worried that you will be impeached again, and now that the official is not in Beijing, it is difficult for others to slander the official, and it is difficult to justify the royal face, in case Your Majesty is angry with the official, how can this be good?" ”

Yang Yi stroked her cheek and said with a smile: "Don't worry, lady!" His Majesty has a resolute personality, he can't be easily swayed, and he is particularly able to forbear, he has been suppressed for nine years, and once he is in power, His Majesty can endure it for several months, which is by no means something ordinary people can do. ”

"But now it's a matter between you and the eldest princess of the country, how can Your Majesty have so many concerns."

"Lady, there has never been a separate case in the court." In order not to worry his family, Yang Yi simply pointed out all the words, "Official, I am a sign erected by the New Party in the military, and the victory of Mengyun Valley and Mizhi City has determined that it is impossible for the New Party to abandon me at this time, otherwise the New Party will smash its own brand." The New Party needs continuous military victories to suppress the domestic opposition to the New Deal, so even if His Majesty listens to the slander and wants to clean up the officials and me, Zhang Xianggong will never let this happen, and this will inevitably turn into a wrestle between the old and new parties. Your Majesty is an extremely forgiving person, even if you are dissatisfied with me in your heart, you will take the overall situation into account. In a word, as long as you follow the emperor's policy program, even if you make some small mistakes, you will be forgiven in the end. ”

"Hmph, when the official listens to this, he looks like a villain who tends to be inflammatory."

"Hahaha! Lady, you're right, I've never been a gentleman, I've never been a gentleman, I'm a real villain! ”

Thirteen Niang put her mind at ease, didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and suddenly asked Qing Niang with a smile: "Qing Niang, what do you mean?" ”

"Me?" Qing Niang is embarrassed, what opinion can she express on such a thing? Thirteen Niang is obviously teasing her.

Looking at Qing Niang's appearance, Yang Yi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Qing Niang, we are a family, no matter what, you can put forward your opinion, really, as long as you are right, I will definitely accept it." ”

"Brother Yang, I'...... I'm okay with that! ”

"Hee-hee!" Thirteen Niang smiled like a flower, I don't know when she started, she liked to tease Qing Niang more and more, only at this time, did she reveal her naughty and eccentric side.

On this day, Yang Yi didn't do anything, just lying in the pavilion to listen to Qingniang playing the piano and chatting with Thirteen Niang.

The war between Song and Xia calmed down for the time being;

Su Dongpo, a war-torn citizen in Huanzhou, is taking a few Cao officials to resettle; Under his persuasion, the eldest princess of Kang was escorted back to Beijing by Li Yizhong; With the first batch of weapons promised by Yang Yi, Chang Zhidi went north out of the Jiashan Mountains of the Liao Kingdom and returned to the Mobei grassland.

Maybe retaking a rice fat city can also temporarily offset Zhao Xu's anger! I only hope that Princess Kang will be obedient and don't add fuel to the fire after returning to Beijing.

As for Yin Ce, the fucking guy, taking advantage of Lao Tzu's absence, he actually came to point fingers, causing Huanzhou to lose a good general like Liang Dingxin, and he will slowly settle accounts with him in the future.

As for Kyori, this matter will inevitably cause a series of disturbances, so let it go! Even if we are dismissed, we will admit it! It's a big deal to take Qingniang back to the West Lake to go boating.

There is no obstacle to self-leisure.

(To be continued)