Wrong song (1)

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In the thirty-second year of Jokhang, the winter solstice.

There is a small courtyard on Chaofang Street - Nanzhu Gate, which was once the house of the imperial merchant Wang Shi, and after the sale, the partition wall made a residence, and now the market has been changed to Nanzhu Gate. The West Office is an unnamed building, where two female dependents live, who were originally widows and widows, and the government lost money to live here after the death of her husband.

The winter frost is so fine and dense on the roof covered with a layer of white velvet, dotting the Nanzhu Gate, which is only two households.

The east office is a structure of three squares and one wall, and the upper and lower floors live like this, which is called Shangtang Building. The master is called Lu Yinxi, her ancestor Lu Yuan is a famous scribe, once worked as a mountain chief in the highest institution of learning, Minshan Academy, and her own people are also talented people who write and eat ink, and several people in the neighborhood call her "Three Girls".

It's the winter solstice, and I don't want to get up in the morning.

But I just want to eat a bowl of Zuixianglou's dumplings, yes, it's Zuixianglou's dumplings, preferably stuffed with pork and cabbage.

Lu Yinxi woke up with a smile, slowly got up and pushed open the window, and melted into the soft light of the morning.

There is a touch of orange in the door of the building, it is the orange skirt of the Hunan jacket, the fiery Shen Jin, her life is dull, and even the girl is plain and pure.

Shen Jin hesitated in front of the door for a moment, looking at her girl who was still unkempt, but with a smile on her face, she dared to ask: "Girl, are you awake?" I thought...... Don't be angry, I'll buy you dumplings, right? ”

Lu Yinxi remembered yesterday's incident and was displeased, so he took the dan flower pipa on the shelf, plucked the strings twice, and only responded: "Go ahead." ”

"Women, you should play the piano and find a good backer to live a stable life. I've already made a name for myself, so you don't have to work for anything. I also heard Mrs. Pei say that you like pipa, but that's not a coincidence, I happen to have a luodian pipa that is idle in the warehouse. ”

"The book is just a fiction. A woman's lack of talent is virtue, no matter how many books you read, can't you still only compete for a false name? Besides, what is the editing of the "Taiyang Canon", your Azu and your father died in this matter, why should you be obsessed? Those ancient books are lost, and some scribes will write them again for thousands of years. ”

Thinking of some of what Shen Ran said, she couldn't get angry.

Self-righteous and full of big words.

That's what she says about him.

The so-called lack of talent for women is virtue, it's bullshit! She has been influenced by Azu since she was a child, practicing pipa and reading poetry to cultivate herself, what is in the way of him Shen Ran? If it weren't for Mrs. Pei's bothering, she wouldn't have bothered to get to know him.

The calligraphy he said was handed over to the scholars of the Hanlin Academy every year to preside, and Si Le of the National History Academy was invited to select six girls together, and two of them were selected from the National History Academy, the Minshan Academy, and the palace.

If you do calligraphy, you are the best among the women in the capital. If you are outstanding, you will go to the palace to do music work, and the implementation of etiquette and discipline is a good thing to add luster to the family, even if it is a good way out to be in charge of music and rhythm in the National History Academy and Minshan Academy.

The women of the family are also proud.

Previously, the founding Empress Zhang lamented that women in the world were bound by their talents and had no way out, and then there was a book of advice, which set a precedent for female officials to edit and teach music and rhythm. Although it is said to be some inconsequential culture, but for these talented women, it can be regarded as a place to show.

The four major musical instrument national players are the six-pin calligraphy instrument Sheng Dizhu, pointing to the talent of a hundred buckets, and the song "Cloud Pian" has become a superb sound.

Yuxiu is a talented woman, she is Gu Shuying, a five-grade calligrapher, who compiles literature and history and is highly respected.

They are talented and ambitious, and they have never enjoyed the glory of "a certain lady", and they have not lived in the name of their husbands.

In the first battle of the Wolf River Slope that year, many ancient books were lost.

His father died in this incident, and Azu couldn't let go of the ancient books that he had found when he was dying. After some edification, Lu Yinxi knew that those ancient books were not trivial since he was a child, so how could he compete for the position of the book ceremony be for a false name?

Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what I want.

Lu Yinxi didn't think about it, and was a little stunned when he hugged the pipa. When the sun shines on the pavilion window, in winter, in the alley south of Shangtang Building, who is under the tree?

As if he was doing something he often did, a person came out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned around in a trance, he was under the locust tree.

Sideways, the figure has a gloomy silhouette; On the surface of the wind, he was dressed in Yin Yellow Beast Wen Iron Armor. Inadvertently falling leaves, accompanied by Huachen's not cold wind, the branches and leaves of the cap swirled upward.

The other party seemed to sense that his eyes were on him, so he stopped. Raising his eyebrows and raising his eyes, through the afterglow, he can faintly see the people in the attic. But his hand was clasped on the sword at his waist, and his thumb was against the sword, very defensive and vigilant.

Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows and smiled triumphantly.

This is indeed the case with the official family.

She thought.

The other party was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, and then he stopped tilting his head sideways and met her eyes directly.

But he wore the mask that the adults of the guard wore were all wearing.

One is a glimpse, silver beach water eyes;

One is the mirror flower and water moon, and the pipa is half faced.

Lu Yinxi gasped, although she didn't throb, but she panicked in her heart, and through the other half of her vision that was not covered by the pipa, she clearly saw that the man quickly lowered his head and smiled.

Lu Yinxi blushed, she "snapped" the window, and drove away the only trace of softness in winter.

She picked up the wooden comb on the table and straightened her hair.

It doesn't matter.

On hand was an invitation sent by Pei Guanzun. The book selection ceremony was presided over by Xiao Chen of the Hanlin Academy, and he sent this invitation to many officials and asked them to recommend people to take a look. Jingzhao Yin Pei Guanzun also got it, and thinking that he was Lu Yuan's protΓ©gΓ©, he sent someone to send it to her.

The seals on the top haven't dried yet, so Lu Yinxi naturally wants to go.

She pulled her hair in a bun, and her whole person was very refreshing. Disc sideburns, wearing many beaded flowers, with a step shake, beautiful and moving. The moire flying crane is her usual style, wearing a dark moire wide-sleeved collared jacket on the top, an ink-colored antique pleated skirt on the bottom, embroidered with red beads and black orchid jade, and a small embroidered crane with five winged Qixia black skirts and white jackets.

Lu Yinxi burned incense, spread out rice paper, and copied poems.

The drizzle is cold and there is no frost, and the leaves in front of the court are half green and yellow.

Xiaochun has not been there for many days, where the plum blossoms are fragrant.

Shen Jin came back from buying dumplings, and brought a jar of apricot vinegar, and said happily: "Girl, when I came back, Aunt Liu from Xisuo sent apricot vinegar, which is just right with this dumpling." ”

"Let's hurry up, we haven't picked up the congratulatory gift for Ah Rong yet." After copying a poem, the dumplings were tempting, and she had no intention of writing them again.

Yan Chaorong of the Wind Dart Bureau is Lu Yinxi's playmate. She has been back with Daddy Yan's dart for several days, and in order to celebrate her success this time, Yan Zhan insisted on holding a celebration banquet for her.

Yan Zhan is such a daughter, but she is raised like a boy, and she can do everything by playing horses, hanging, drinking, and swords.

Sometimes Mrs. Yan will sigh that Lao Yan is thinking about her son and going crazy, and she is trying to learn from her daughter!

But looking at Yan Chaorong smiling like a little sun, everyone will make fun of her, Ah Rong must be a female general in the future, right?