Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Historical Era

Seeing that January is approaching, this year's New Year is a little early.

Geng Yue was waiting to celebrate the New Year with Han Feng, she couldn't help eating the big persimmons in winter, and the juice condensed into juice on her wrist, falling to the ground drop by drop.

Her feet were cocked, and she didn't want to stain the boots that the Silk Road team had brought back.

The appearance of the boots is slightly different, the tip is slightly pouted, and at first glance it does not look like the pattern of national shoes, embroidered with green vines and large purple grapes.

When Geng Yue just saw these shoes in the reward of the concubine, she couldn't put it down for a long time.

Wei Lin also felt fresh, followed her to see, and said to her after reading it: "I haven't seen the appearance of these shoes, but you don't always hold them." ”

Geng Yue looked at the shoes inside and out, the boots were the fur of an unknown animal, they looked yellow and white, and they were warm and soft to the touch.

"I think it's a blessing in my life to be able to see the shoes of this place, and it's an opportunity that many people don't get."

Wei Lin smiled slightly, watching Geng Yue's every move behind him, he became more and more strange Geng Yue, a pair of shoes can also be compared to happiness, and Geng Yue once said that her ancestor had opened many shops.

If it is a large store, you will not see such an "exaggerated" description of a pair of shoes.

Since Geng Yue changed into these boots, in Weilin's opinion, she can't wait to walk and float.

Whenever you take a few steps, you must lower your head, look left and right.

Her clothes were also changed into neat and decent clothes, and His Majesty rewarded them with a lot of clothes and coins, as for the big reward, Ma Shan revealed that it was to wait for Han Feng to come back.

Geng Yue's upper body was a light purple large-sleeved Confucian shirt, and the lower body was a lilac long skirt, with sparse upper and lower levels, and her waist was very thin.

Because of the slave's skillful hands on the head, it looks much more pleasing to the eye, and the bangs have also grown, and the long fine bangs are sparsely scattered on her forehead, no girl has such a hairstyle, and even if there is, the hair is coiled into a ring and falls slightly on the forehead.

It is followed by the hairpin of white jade auspicious clouds, and a few jade hairpins.

Dressed up simply, Geng Yue is very much like a lady in the boudoir, or the kind of eldest lady who looks at the account book at home and can sit on the seat and manage the hundred-and-ten-year-old treacherous and cunning minions.

Han Feng didn't come back, Wei Lin accompanied Geng Yue day by day, trying his best to pour strange food for Geng Yue, Geng Yue was afraid of being fat, and at the same time ate pastries for Wei Lin to buy goodbye.

She knew that Wei Lin was rewarded with a lot of gold by His Majesty, so she didn't feel distressed about the money that Wei Lin spent, and she secretly converted that gold into modern money, feeling that it was enough for this life and even to have a son.

Geng Yue is getting better and better day by day, and the vulgar actions in the past are becoming more and more rare.

She was originally a boudoir woman, and her grandmother educated her well, so those etiquettes were engraved in the bones of the original owner, and the better Geng Yue integrated with her body, those etiquettes were gradually revealed.

And Geng Yue's temper has gradually changed, becoming more and more peaceful, she is the kind of eldest lady from a rich family, who doesn't care about anything and doesn't panic.

In order to understand the world, she went to read a lot of books, and the books in the left and right Hetai mansions were enough for her to flip through, from bamboo slips to wood carvings to paper.

Geng Yue is more and more proficient, even if it is crooked and twisted on the side, it really doesn't look like a modern word, but she only needs to read it a few more times to become familiar with it, and she can still smooth out the sentences.

When Geng Yue learned that this world also has history, she was a little dumbfounded.

She had thought that if it was a place without history, it could be fake, or it could be her imagination, and even she could do whatever she wanted in this place without history.

Because a world with culture has no history, and such a place is not right.

But it does, Geng Yue feels that it shouldn't be, and it almost feels weird.

So during the days when she was reading, she often looked at a tree.

Wei Lin thought she might have discovered something new, such as a hibernating snake.

When she got closer, she found that Geng Yue was really observing a tree, so she felt that she was stupid for reading a book, and said bluntly: "Are you stupid, what do you always look at the tree?" ”

Geng Yue put her finger in front of her mouth and sighed: "Shhh, I'm observing the mysteries of life." ”

Wei Lin heard the new word again, so he asked, "What is the mystery of life?" You're looking at a tree, you're looking at a tree. ”

"No, what a tree." Wei Lin thrust his waist and said, "Come into the house and warm up, you have wrapped me in." ”

Geng Yue waved her hand and said, "I wanted to observe people, but no one asked me to observe." ”

Then she pursed her lips and said to Wei Lin in a matter-of-fact and risky manner: "I'm afraid that they will be nervous by my observation." ”

After looking up and down, when Wei Lin didn't talk to her about love and affection, she could say nothing to Wei Lin, so she asked, "Are you willing to let me observe?" ”

Wei Lin felt that he was being teased this time, his hands were protected on his chest, he frowned and looked Geng Yue up and down suspiciously: "Teasing me, you!" ”

"Well, I knew it was the result." Geng Yue said, and said to the tree: "I'm lonely." ”

Wei Lin grinned and shook his head, feeling that Geng Yue was simply unreasonable, seeing that Geng Yue was wearing a cloak, he handed the soup woman in his hand to Geng Yue, Geng Yue's head was dropped on his hair by the snow on the tree, and the black hair and white snow were very eye-catching.

"Are you okay with your hat on, you're already reading a book and looking stupid, and you're freezing stupid."

Geng Yue took the soup woman, took herself and Weilin's soup woman into her arms, and the warm in her arms, she said: "Your navy blue clothes match you very well, you look very good in it." ”

Weilin's pleated sleeves are very wide, and the pants on the lower body are also very large, all of which are navy blue bottoms, embroidered with a little wavy pattern, except for the collar cuffs inlaid with a circle of white fox fur, a silver jewelry in the middle of the belt, and a small crown on the head, which is very heroic.

But no matter how good the clothes are, they are not out of tune at all when they are worn on Wei Lin's body, because he is a natural ruffian.

Geng Yue thought about it for a long time and figured it out, Wei Lin belongs to the kind of talented Hanger Langdang, and he is not next to the domineering, because Wei Lin is obviously more noble, and he probably disdains to be first-class with others.

"Thank you for the compliment." Wei Lin said, "But if you're not stupid, I'll be happier to tell me this." ”