Chapter 123: Parable
Jinghu's mood was very relaxed at the moment, and he didn't think deeply. A talented person like Ke Mingxu, in addition to his children's affection, there are many things that can be done in this world.
There will also be many people who have high hopes for him and want to push her forward.
What the worldly people in the world think is right is nothing more than starting a family and having children. It's a simple eight words, but in fact, every word takes a long time and hard work.
The goal of every civil official is probably to enter the cabinet and become the prime minister. Yan Liang was the youngest Zaifu, if she remembered correctly, she should be a Xie master from the Xie family in Huai'an.
Mr. Zheng, who taught her to read in the past, took him as an example, but when this Lord Xie entered the cabinet, he was about to reach the age of knowing the destiny of heaven.
No matter how amazing Ke Mingxu is, some things have to take time to accumulate.
Besides, if he is willing to settle and let the family choose a wife for him at will, he will not be alone until now.
Jinghu was suddenly a little unconfident, and he didn't know if he could win his love and become his wife in the future.
"What is the little county lord thinking?" From the moment he finished speaking, Jinghu had been looking at him quietly, looking neither happy nor unhappy, and he couldn't guess what she was thinking.
Jinghu came back to his senses, and he was a little embarrassed about his behavior of staring at him directly.
I had to stretch out my hand to show him, "Look, Lord Ke, my hand is already complete." Your ointment is good, I've only used half of it, and it's all right. ”
Hands that have never suffered are naturally as smooth and flawless as white jade. Naturally, there will not be a bottle of scar removal ointment in the palace of Yongning County, and sometimes he doesn't know whether she is coaxing her to be happy, or she is coaxing him to be happy.
Such a thing was a simple thing for him, but it was able to temporarily free him from the tedious and obligatory things to be done, and in exchange for her genuine pleasure, he felt that he had earned it.
The "mountain man" she liked, he later tried to mix it in his own way, mixing a little bit in the ointment. He was beside her, and he couldn't smell the usual pine and cypress aroma on his body, only Du Ruoxiang.
She is obviously a woman as bright as a peony flower, but he often feels that Du Ruo is more flattering to her. The people in the mountains are full of love, he has no intention of climbing, and it is good to appreciate it.
Ke Mingxu smiled, "As long as the little county lord's hand can be good, it is the best thing, no need to say thank you." ”
Jinghu withdrew his hand and unconsciously stroked his hair in a bun. The Song Jinxuan plum that Ke Mingxu gave her bloomed yesterday, and today she folded it off and let it bloom on her own bun.
On the festival, fold the orchid to give the sweetheart. She wasn't old yet, so she just wanted him to take a look at her.
Ke Mingxu's gaze quickly followed, and he also saw the orchid on her bun. Many years ago, there was also a woman who wore the Song Jinxuanmei he gave in her bun, and later she pinned someone else's Suhe crown on the placket and became that person's wife.
Is the same for today's little county lord in the future? Surrounded by the spring light of March, he inexplicably added some melancholy in his heart, just like back then. But he will bless her.
"The orchids on the small county lord's bun are very beautiful."
Just now, his gaze fell on her, and he didn't speak, and even seemed to be a little sad. Jinghu thought that he didn't like himself like this, so he broke off the orchid and wore it on his bun.
Hearing him speak at this time, Jinghu raised his face and looked at him, "Master Xiao Ke only praised himself, this is the pot of Song Jinxuan plum you gave me, which only bloomed yesterday." I thought that today was the Shangsi Festival, so I wore it out. ”
If it is the Shangsi Festival, any gold and jade jewelry is not as precious as the bluegrass given by the sweetheart. The sprig on her hair isn't counting yet, but she'll have it in the future.
She played tricks with him, "I was finally ungrounded by my mother, I can come out to play for a while, can Master Xiao Ke also praise me?" ”
Being looked at by her like this, even the hard-hearted mother and father will be soft-hearted, not to mention Ke Mingxu, who has always been very good to her and very patient. This is her strength and one of her few strengths.
In the past, he praised her appearance, "The appearance of the little county lord, I have seen it once, and it is difficult to forget it." "And then there was no more.
Ke Mingxu thought for a moment and said a word to her.
"As beautiful as the boundless white anemones of the steppe."
Jinghu heard Meng Heting say that on the grassland of Nawu, the water and grass are abundant in spring and summer every year, and the best flower is the white anemone, which is sandwiched between the lush greenery, and is the favorite flower of the Ele people.
She hadn't been to the grassland, the meadow between the Jianye forests, and it was probably not as good as the Wu grassland. But in her imagination, that scene must have been beautiful. She felt that Ke Mingxu had given her the best compliment.
Jinghu thought about it and praised him in the Ele language. She felt that he was like a rare white peony flower blooming on the grassland. Only few, lucky anemones can bloom around it.
They are also two different white flowers. Last year in Miyagi, he folded gardenias and gave them to her, and she gave them back with jasmine. Today, he compares her to an anemone on the grassland, which is boundless beauty.
And in her heart, he has always been the best.
"If I have the opportunity, I would like to go to the grassland to see it. Once upon a time, I had only heard from Tsurutei's grandmother about it. They were displaced to Yanliang, probably not because of the war, but because of other reasons, and they had conflicts with the clansmen. ”
But she still misses her homeland and the grassland. Heting came to Yanliang when he was very young, so his impression of that grassland was not very deep, otherwise, the little county lord could listen to him talk about life on the grassland. ”
Even if he remembered, he wouldn't be willing to gossip with her at length. "Since Master Xiao Ke knows, why don't you tell me."
It's still a long day, and she doesn't want to go back early. They are away from the crowd and can talk well.
Ke Mingxu didn't seem to have such interest and time, "It's a little late today, and after sending the teacher back to the academy, I have to go back to the house to talk to my grandfather." Next time. ”
He's always busy, unlike her, who spends her days thinking about how to meet him and talk to him. He had something to do, and Jinghu had no choice but to walk with him in the direction where the crowd was.
Halfway through, he suddenly asked her again, "Since the little county lord has lifted the grounding, do you know what happened to Bi Niang?" And Brother Kai. ”
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