Then he gently put the dice on the table, and arched his hand: "The young master is indeed a rare good luck, Yi someone is unlucky today, so he will not accompany him." Tomorrow, the people here will naturally send the gambling money to the young master's mansion. ”

Yu Qiao got up and arched his hand: "Thank you, Mr. Yi, for agreeing." ”

The little guy handed over the account book in his hand, Mr. Yi signed his own hand, and then the little guy stamped a seal on it.

Yu Qiao glanced at it, the seal was wonderful, it was just a pattern that couldn't see any animals.

Mr. Yi took his leave. The little guy asked, "How many more games do you have to play with people?" ”

Today's luck is simply ......

Watson's hand gently pressed her shoulder again, and he whispered, "Young Master's luck is really good today, but all good luck should not be used up at one time." ”

It's telling her to stop in moderation......

She got up and said with a big grin: "Don't play, Young Master Ben doesn't care about winning a few more money, it's purely for fun." ”

Is the old paper so happy that he wants to......

Who doesn't like money......

She kind of understood the satisfaction of a gambler who fell from the sky.

The little guy asked again: "May I ask which mansion is the young master in?" Ming'er will send you the silver taels. ”

How is that good......

How can you tell the people in the house about 5,000 taels of silver for no reason?

said that he had become a gambler......

Watson said: "Don't bother, I'll take it myself tomorrow." ”

Nima doesn't even have a bank card......

It's a lot of five thousand taels, and it's not easy to hide......

Coming out of Silver Thread Alley, Yu Qiao couldn't hold back anymore, jumped in place more than a dozen times, and turned around more than a dozen times.

Enough madness before moving the lady's small steps.

Watson couldn't help but smile and said, "Ming'er, I will find a way to transport the silver back to the mansion and hide it in the young lady's treasury, it will always be useful in the future." ”

She sighed: "What if I want to gamble every day?" ”

Watson smiled again: "This time your reputation is out, and naturally there will be many people who want to gamble with you in the future, including Wu Wentai." ”

yes, that's the right thing......

The two of them walked on the streets of Chang'an, and the early summer night was always a different kind of comfort.

Yu Qiao stopped and looked at Watson.

His face is even more three-dimensional in the night, and every line is delicately and sharply depicted.

He also looked at her, then squatted down, and Yu Qiao immediately lay on his back.

Neither of them spoke, but they already understood each other's intentions from each other's eyes and even subtle mannerisms.

After walking a long way like this, Yu Qiao asked softly, "Are you tired?" ”

He replied, "Not tired." ”

Her hands around his neck tightened, leaning her face against the back of his neck.

I fell asleep like that.

When he arrived at the door of the house, he shook her gently, shook her awake, and then let her down.

He whispered, "It's fifteen today, and you have to go to the eldest lady to read and write." ”

Yes, I almost forgot the agreement with my aunt.

I went back to the house to change my clothes, and then went to the warehouse to pick up some gifts, and I planned to go to Mingqingyuan.

Cui'er puffed up angrily and glared at Watson with her eyes: "You have accompanied Miss for half a day today, don't follow me now." ”

Watson looked at her and didn't speak.

Yu Qiao smiled dumbly: "What kind of vinegar are you eating?" You're a girl's house, and there are some places that are not suitable for you to go to. ”

Cui'er retorted: "Isn't Miss a girl?" Besides, I can also dress as a man. ”

Yu Qiao said as he walked outside: "Okay, okay, you will follow in the future." ”

The three of them walked to the Garden of Affection.

Even though it's early summer, it's still cool. In the yard, several pots of lotus flowers are blooming just right, and some fine wildflowers are also in full bloom.

Every time you come here, it calms your heart.

Even the steps should be taken lightly.

The difference is that this time Song Mingqing was not in the house, but sat under the tree and read a book.

There was a candle on the stone table in front of her, and the light was quiet, reflecting her snow-like cheeks.

The black hair that is scattered is clearly contrasted with the white face. More and more detached from the world.

Yu Qiao walked over lightly and said softly, "Auntie should light a few more lights, so as not to hurt her eyes." ”

Song Mingqing raised his eyes, and there was more warmth in his cold and misty eyes.

Yu Qiao smiled: "Auntie, don't forget, it's fifteen today, and I'm here to read from my aunt." ”

Song Mingqing tilted his head slightly and whispered, "No wonder the moon is round." ”

Yu Qiao sat down, Cui'er handed the things in her hand to Zhu'er, and the two of them sat down on the other side to eat snacks.

Song Mingqing raised his eyes and looked at Watson for a while, and said, "You can sit too." ”

Watson walked alone to the other half and sat down on the stone bench.

Zhu'er has been following the fame for a long time, and her temperament is also light, but she is also empathetic. He got up, brought Watson a stack of pastries, and poured a cup of tea.

The courtyard was quiet again.

Strangely, such silence is extraordinarily comfortable.

Seemingly, everything was still. The moonlight is clear, the flowers are silent, and time is not alarmed.

The book that Song Mingqing held in his hand was a collection of poems.

She handed the book to Yu Qiao: "I'll teach you to read it from the first page." ”

Yu Qiao naturally knows all these words.

However, Song Mingqing read a sentence, and she read it along.

Every sentence, read out of Song Mingqing's mouth, has a special meaning.

Accompany Fangtang and join hands on the eagle voyage.

The boat moves and divides the waves, and the wind scatters the fragrance.

The warbler has no definite song, and there is chaos in the frightening.

The sound of lotus is broken, and the water is wide and long.

The habitat is also dense, and the flood is returned to the chapter.

Song Mingqing said: "This is the poem written by the emperor today, in the poems of Taizong, often grow and coexist with brilliance, such as the poem "Jing Po Xue Ju Battlefield" written in the fourth year of Zhenguan, saying that "in the past years, with a strong spirit, Tige the first battle festival." The heart is high with the sun, and the ambition is clean with the autumn frost". Strong and heroic, Taizong is a monarch who loves literature and art. ”

Song Qiao in the twentieth century was a person who loved to watch historical dramas, and he admired Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.

So he nodded frequently and said, "He is indeed a rare man in the world." ”

Song Mingqing said: "I have had a wish since I was a child, if I could see him, how good it would be." ”

Yu Qiao said: "Yes, yes, I often think like that. ”

Song Mingqing smiled and said, "Women in the world are no exception. ”

Yu Qiao blinked her big eyes: "A talented woman like my aunt must be extremely fond of a man with the same talent." It's just that I don't know who can be worthy of my aunt. ”

Song Mingqing's eyes dimmed instantly, and he said quietly: "Talented people mostly suffer from themselves. A woman's lack of talent is virtue, and this is not false. ”

Yu Qiao said: "Talented people are always emotional, delicate, full of sincerity and unstained dust, once they make a mistake, it will be difficult to heal for life." But this is the fault of talent, but there are too few people who can cherish talent. ”