It was too cold in the Moon Palace, and sometimes she felt that he was also a little cold. It's not that he behaves in the world, in fact, he has always been very gentle with her, gentle like the spring breeze in March.

But she always felt that he was a little lonely. There are many people who like spring and snow, but not everyone can really appreciate it, his loneliness is this loneliness.

Jinghu has always been happy in front of him. She stopped thinking about these things, picked up a branch of osmanthus that he had broken off and gave her, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it.

Even though she has been tolerated by this fragrance for a long time, she has also smelled different fragrances on this osmanthus flower.

"I will also treasure this osmanthus in the world." She raised her face and looked at Ke Mingxu standing in front of her.

He opened his mouth and asked her, "What is the reason why the little county lord is looking for me today?" ”

Of course, he would have asked this question. Jinghu took out a light cloud-colored Xie Gongjian from his purse.

She took the piece of paper in her hand, only to find that she was wearing clothes of the same color as this note, and then looked at Ke Mingxu, he was actually wearing a direct embellishment of this color.

It's really just a coincidence.

Although she had just seen him, she hadn't seen him for a long time, and she was actually a little nervous, and she didn't notice what clothes he was wearing.

I don't know if he found out. If she found out, she would probably be a little embarrassed. However, at the same time, there was a faint joy that could not be suppressed.

His tone also became more and more cheerful, "Can Master Xiao Ke read the words written on this Xie Gong's note to me?" ”

Ke Mingxu took it, and it was given to her by him on her birthday. "Doesn't the little county lord also know the Eile script, why do you want to read it to you?"

He would write this to her, which was originally an accident.

He is just a mortal, and there are always times when he feels bored, but there are always some things to tell or write down in well-known words, which is always a little embarrassing.

That's why he wrote an edict to talk about his thoughts, and the ghost sent it into the brocade box and really sent it out.

He thought that the little county lord would not understand, and there were few people in Yanliang who knew the Eile script. If she wanted to know, she would have to come and ask him.

He didn't have to tell the truth, just explain it according to his mood at the time.

Who knew that she could understand, but he was a little embarrassed at this time.

Jinghu smiled, pushed his hand holding the note, and unconsciously brought a somewhat coquettish tone, "See for yourself how it will be the same as Lord Xiao Ke reading to me, I just want to hear you read it." ”

It's not hard to read this text, it's the meaning of it. He promised her to read it to her, and if she asked him to translate, he would test her in turn. ”

So he concentrated on the Xie Gong note and read the words on it for her.

Ke Ming read very carefully, and Jing Hu listened very seriously. She asked Mr. Zhou to translate this passage for her, and even at a young age, she could read the sorrow he hid in these words.

The worries of the world are endless, and there are also the loneliness of confidants at home who do not exist, and who are high and widowed.

While Mr. Zhou was translating, she took a note and wrote it down, and when she wrote it, she just felt sad.

She began to wonder why he would write such a letter to her, except for the first sentence to congratulate Fangchen, everything else was his own thoughts at the time.

But she quickly reacted. Qu is high and widowed, spring and snow, just like this edict text, there are a few people in Yanliang who can understand, and a few people are willing to learn.

He may just think that few people in Yan Liang can understand these words, so he allowed himself to be so presumptuous.

The letter was not long, and his voice was as clear as a spring under the moon, and he finished reading it quickly.

Jinghu still only stared at him.

Ke Mingxu smiled and asked her, "You probably understand what these words mean?" ”

She was waiting for him to ask. "I don't dare to boast in front of Lord Xiao Ke that I understand everything, and the Eilewen is obscure and difficult to understand, and it is not easier to understand than the ancient books of Yanliang."

"It's better for me to translate the contents of this letterhead to Lord Xiao Ke, and Lord Xiao Ke will point me out."

Seeing Ke Mingxu nodded, she took the Xie Gongjian note from him with a smile, and looked at it carefully for a while before starting to translate.

Read a sentence, translate a sentence. "The seventh birthday of the seventh month of July, Ankang." She added what she wanted to say, "I was very happy that day when I received a gift from Master Ke. ”

In fact, I don't know how many times she has read the translation she copied and wrote, and she deliberately translated it with some stumbling. After all, this is a matter of his heart, maybe she doesn't understand, so he can feel more relaxed.

"The seventh day of the first month is the Qixi Festival, and there are also starfall wonders. On that day, I should be in the suburbs of Yanjing with my teacher to look at the stars. ”

Jinghu stopped, "Master Ke, did you really go stargazing with your teacher that day?" What Starfall is like, I haven't seen it. ”

She was also genuinely curious. On her birthday, she just had dinner with Li Yi and Qingrou, and then worshiped the moon and threaded needles in the courtyard, pressed this Xie Gongjian under the pillow, and she went to bed early.

Unexpectedly, he went to see Starfall with his teacher.

Ke Mingxu had some memories on his face, "I was indeed with the teacher that day, but I didn't go to the outskirts of Yanjing. The number of starfalls observed in Yanjing City is small, but it is also very beautiful. ”

"Next time, if there is such a thing, I will definitely write to inform the little county lord in advance."

If there is such a thing next time, she will watch it with him, Jinghu thought to herself.

She continued to read the letter, "There are dancing girls dancing in the palace, and people are enjoying food and wine, but this year the Yellow River has flooded again, and countless people have been displaced. ”

She asked Ke Mingxu, "Does the Yellow River flood every year?" Doesn't anyone care? ”

Jinghu really didn't know about these things.

No one would tell her this, and the only time she had ever traveled far was the one she had been to Jiangnan last year, but her grandmother's house was also very good enough to keep all these things out of sight.

His expression faded, "Leaving it to someone who is incapable is the same as no one taking care of it." No, or even worse, the incompetent, but ambitious people sit in that position, and the harm to the people is endless. ”

Jinghu nodded thoughtfully.

When she went to Jiangnan, she saw a very thin old man carrying goods that were almost heavier than others on the dock, and the overseer had no mercy, and in the end she couldn't stand it and helped the old man.

She doesn't understand. Shouldn't they be at home in their old age and be supported by the children of the family?

At that time, Mama Gu, who accompanied her to her grandmother's house in Jiangnan, said that perhaps he fled to Yanjing because of the flooding of the Yellow River.

If you want to survive, you naturally have to do all the work. Jinghu felt very pitiful and rewarded him with a pair of earrings of his own.

It was made of red coral, and he took it out and sold it, and he didn't have to do this kind of work for a while.