Ni Xiaoye returned to the National Teacher's Mansion and counted with her fingers, what she had to do before setting off should be basically the same, change into night clothes, and now it is left to race against time to practice what Lu Jiuchu taught her. The itinerary is approaching, and the daily sleep time has been shortened from two hours to one hour, if it weren't for the internal strength cultivation method taught to her by the remnant burning, I'm afraid she really couldn't stay up, even so Ni Xiaoye has lost a lot of meat recently, comforting herself that she can have a good rest on the way to Northern Xinjiang anyway, and now no one is monitoring to practice as much as possible, all in order to save her life.

After five days like this, in the evening, the concierge received a message from Song Ze, wanting to invite her to go to Douyin Pavilion tonight to enjoy the music. Ni Xiaoye let out a sigh of relief, she was reluctant to delay even the time to eat now, and the time spent most of the night to go to the appointment, she struggled fiercely, thinking that she would not see Lord Song for at least two months, and finally changed her dress to go to the appointment.

Looking at a Daye Temple overalls in the mirror, I felt that every time I saw Song Ze, it seemed to be wearing this, and I was tired of seeing too much, so I changed my image to leave a different feeling before leaving, so I took a tea white one and put it on. But I always feel that this color is too plain to go to Douyin Pavilion, after all, it is an entertainment place with carved railings and jade bricks, and the lights are bright and green, and this white body looks out of place. Although there are a lot of dresses hanging in the wardrobe, I still frowned, too bright colors are not good, a little exposed is not good, too expensive is not good, the light cyan Jiang Li passed through the ...... closed the cabinet door and sighed: Xiao Ye Guoshi has no clothes to wear!

Without good-looking clothes and wearing a mask, Ni Xiaoye suddenly felt that he was not beautiful, and his heart was a little wilted. Although theoretically speaking, Song Ze came to pick her up and then the two went to Douyin Pavilion together to be considered a complete date, but Song Ze's house is relatively close to Douyin Pavilion, so it takes a lot of time to come and go, time is life, Ni Xiaoye has to save a little, so he directly pinched a little and went to Douyin Pavilion by himself.

After waiting at the door for a quarter of an hour, the inside was about to open, but I hadn't seen Song Ze's shadow yet, but it was raining again, and when Ni Xiaoye went out, the sky was still sunny, and I didn't expect it to rain as soon as the sun fell, so naturally I didn't bring an umbrella. Douyin Pavilion's business is so good now, it is necessary to enter with a ticket, but the ticket is in Song Ze's hands. I wanted to go in directly to find Tang E, but I was afraid that Song Ze would miss it, so I had to retreat under the eaves to make do with it for a while. Unfortunately, the eaves are too narrow, and there is equal to nothing. Looking at the darkening sky, the rain rustled like an encroachment, but in the alley there were only willow leaves blown down by the wind and rain, whirling in the air boringly, alas, I don't like to go out on a rainy day.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, a carriage finally turned into the alley, Ni Xiaoye saw from a distance that the mark was Song Ze's, and hurriedly walked out from under the eaves, but unexpectedly was thrown by the wheels and the light horse's hooves, which was particularly obvious on the tea-white dress, and when he looked down, the corners of the skirt were also soaked, and the edges were dripping with light mud-colored water stains.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Ni Xiaoye squeezed out a smile and retreated to the side. Song Ze got out of the car with an umbrella and saw Ni Xiaoye smile slightly.

The smoke and rain are like pine shadows, and the wind curls ink hair like freehand. Although they don't like rainy days, some people make rainy days picturesque and beautiful as soon as they appear. I've been to Gangnam, but I think even if you put all the beauty of Gangnam into a picture, it's not as good as you. The vast lake, even the blue sky, is not as good as you. The sound of the 23rd courtyard and the beautiful piano sound of the 18th lane are not as good as you.

"Sorry, it's late." Song Ze propped the umbrella on top of Ni Xiaoye's head, raised his eyes to see his picturesque eyebrows and smiled lightly, and his mood brightened: "It's okay, I just arrived." ”

"Lord Song," the curtain was lifted by a thin white hand, and a string of smooth and round pink Dongzhu was worn on his wrist. Song Ze turned around, half of Ni Xiaoye's body was exposed in the rain, he didn't bring a small servant when he went out today, and he only had an umbrella in the car, and he looked back at Ni Xiaoye, a little embarrassed.

"I'll wait for you at the door first," Ni Xiaoye said and ran into the rain, rushed to the door of Douyin Pavilion in three steps and two steps, and looked back at the carriage. Song Ze stretched out his hand and helped the woman get out of the car, and the two came with an umbrella, half of Song Ze's arm was exposed, and his left shoulder was wet with a water stain. It is Zhang Minxin, the granddaughter of Zhang He, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy, and she was with Song Ze last time.

Ni Xiaoye looked around left and right, and didn't know where to look, a drop of water stains fell from the tip of his hair to the palm of his hand.

The three of them entered the Douyin Pavilion and sat down, the lights had dimmed, and they were about to start. "I'm sorry, I just went to pick up Minxin, so I was late." Song Ze said softly. Ni Xiaoye waved his hand: "It's okay." Zhang Minxin saluted Ni Xiaoye slightly: "Xiaoye Guoshi has heard of the name for a long time, and today I am finally fortunate to meet you, Lord Song often mentions you." Ni Xiaoye smiled at her and nodded. When this "Breaking the Array" was staged for the first time, my grandfather came to see it and praised it, I wanted to come for a long time, but unfortunately I never got a ticket. I just heard that Lord Song had a ticket and came with a shy face, you won't mind. ”

"Min Xin likes poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting on weekdays, and has studied music very deeply, and has always been very interested in this music, so I brought her here today." Song Ze explained.

"If you like it, it's open, let's watch the show." Ni Xiaoye squeezed out a smile and turned her head to look at the stage, she had seen this play, watched it a few times, and didn't want to watch it......

The performance was as exciting as ever, Zhang Minxin was very happy to see it, and applauded again and again after the end, and was rewarded with one hundred taels. Ni Xiaoye smiled, it's always good to have an extra hundred taels in the account. Zhang Min was elated and Song Ze tasted the words sentence by sentence, sighed at the songs, analyzed the tune, and talked about dance. Ni Xiaoye watched quietly from the side, his thoughts drifting away, counting one by one what he had missed when he went to Northern Xinjiang.

The evening performance finally ended, "I booked a room on the third floor, the new bamboo leaf spring apricot wine on the Douyin Pavilion is said to be very good, Xiao Ye Guoshi, let's go have a drink together, okay?" Drinking and chanting poetry on a rainy night is a lot of fun. Zhang Minxin said to Ni Xiaoye. Bard? Ni Xiaoye remembered that time she stayed in Song Ze's mansion for Jiang Li, and Song Ze also asked her to recite words in the middle of the night, and the two were really interesting. Shaking his head: "Go ahead, I still have some things to do, so I'll go back first." ”

"Then I'll send you." Song Zedao.

"No, it's not far." Ni Xiaoye declined.

"Then I'll take you to the door." Song Ze turned back to Zhang Minxin and said, "You go up first, I'll come in a while." ”

Ni Xiaoye nodded, and the two of them walked to the door of Douyin Pavilion one after the other. "Then I'll take my leave, thank you for inviting me to the show." Ni Xiaoye bowed slightly. "Wait," Song Ze reached out and grabbed the corner of her sleeve: "I have something for you," he said, he took out a brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to her, Ni Xiaoye opened it and took a look: a string of Dongzhu bracelets, pink, orange, white, and purple Dongzhu, round and round and connected together. Lowering his eyes, he sighed imperceptibly, covered the brocade box and handed it back to Song Ze: "I am a cultivator, it is not appropriate to bring such a valuable thing, I have a good intention, and I will leave." "Turned around and strode into the rain, flew directly around the corner of the alley, practiced, practiced, and hurried up.

Change into night clothes and go out, it is raining heavily tonight, and the sound of the rain isolates all noise, but it makes the sound of everything more subtle and difficult to discern, which is a good time to practice. When you break through the bamboo leaves, there is the interference of rain, so you can master more skills.

Lord Song has peach blossoms this year, and he has the same interests as Zhang Min, and he is the right person, which is very good. I'm going to go to Ryukyu after all, so don't play tricks and delay others, everything is too much, and it will be fate.

The rain was falling, and Ye Xiao fell.

Two days later, the sky will be clear, and tomorrow will be Qingming, and it will be the day to set off for northern Xinjiang. Leaving Beijing soon, Ni Xiaoye decided to go to Daye Temple to take a look at Jiang Teng, and he didn't know when Jiang Li's sister would wake up, she had been lying down for a long time.

Because tomorrow is the Qingming Festival, and it is rare to have good weather today, the women in the capital are the official ladies, the scholars and scholars all choose to go out today, and stay overnight in Daye Temple tomorrow to sweep the tomb, and the carriage of the trip is lined up in a long line outside the city gate from the early morning, and the Daye Temple also has a lot of reception work. It was rare that the remnants didn't have to get up early to discuss the scriptures, so they changed it to the afternoon, and went to Daye Temple with Jiang Li.

The distant mountains are covered with green clouds and mist, and people who travel in groups wander or sit in the mountains, and the silk and bamboo string music and poetry do not stop. It rained for a few days in spring, the flowers and trees all seemed to be full of water, the second luxuriant bloom for spring, the peach blossoms of Wutong Mountain, where the Daye Temple is located, bloomed to the extreme, dizzying, the fragrance was overflowing, and the robes and corners of the passers-by seemed to be dyed with sweet fragrance. The wind swept through the mountains, and the pink petals flew down from the trees like butterflies, which was called "the wind blows the butterfly dance" by the talents.

Ni Xiaoye rarely had a moment of leisure, standing on the tip of a huge sequoia tree on the side of the mountain to enjoy the spring scenery. The fog is like a veil, the mountains are like mountains, people and ants, and the magnificence of the mountains is added to the long atmosphere by the vibrant spring.

saw Song Ze again, together with the students of Guozijian, naturally Zhang Minxin was also by his side, and everyone was happy. Jumped off the redwood tree, went to the back mountain, Qingming, it was time to give Jiang Ming a glass of wine. sat on the ground, chattering and chattering about all the recent encounters with him, talking about Jiang Teng, talking about Jiang Li, and saying that she was the wife of the dead...... also knew that he couldn't hear it, the two had never met, but they just wanted a place to talk.

It was getting late, pushed the door into Jiang Teng's room, brought a chair and sat down, just looked at her quietly, I didn't know what to say, she couldn't hear it anyway. The person is still very good, his face is ruddy, and it is just like he is asleep. I peeled an orange for Jiang Teng and put it next to the pillow, thinking that she couldn't eat it, she took it and ate it herself, and felt a little sour when she ate it. Oranges are not cheap, don't waste them, all the rest is stuffed into your mouth, and the sour will pass after a while, but your eyes are a little moisturized by the smoke.

Raised his hand and touched Jiang Teng's face, gave her a whole hair, and pulled out the treasure Zhai golden hairpin on her head and inserted it for her: This is quite expensive, but you look good when you wear it. I wanted to touch Eto's face again, but I suddenly remembered that I peeled an orange and there was an orange smell on my hand, so I wiped it on my body, thought about it again, and sat back in the chair.

Suddenly, feeling like an illusion, Eto's eyelashes moved. Ni Xiaoye slowly stood up, held his breath, his eyelashes moved again, Ni Xiaoye took a step back, seeing that Jiang Teng seemed to be about to open his eyes, he hurriedly ran out of the house and ran away. My heart pounded, and I rushed all the way down the mountain. She doesn't want to see Eto, what if she does, what do you want to say? The death of Mrs. Tai, the death of Xu'er, and the death of the seventeen members of the Ji family?

"Why are you here alone?" A carriage came from behind Ni Xiaoye, lifted the curtain, Song Ze! "Is Jiang Junjun going back to the city? Let's do it together. ”

"Thank you." Jiang Li was a little shaken, and the ghost sent the god to get in.