As soon as the upper side passes, the midspring comes, the willows are still around, the flowers are luxuriant, and the flowers in Chang'an are full of energy, which is a good time to concoct dyes. On this day, he was sick and got out of school, but he didn't see anyone in the court, Peng Zu was summoned by his uncle, the current general of the chariot and cavalry, Zhang Anshi, and several other classmates did not live near the court, so he felt very bored, so he went through a few alleys to the violent room, wanting to help Xu Bo work. To put it bluntly, this violent room is a place for washing and dyeing clothes in the harem, which is bitter and tiring, and the salary is low, and there are some people who have been fined and confiscated to use as miscellaneous labor, and even Xiaohuangmen can't see a few in a year, which is really an inferior errand. I have lived with Uncle Xu for so long, and I found that although he has a wooden appearance, he is honest and kind, and he is also quite knowledgeable, no wonder he could be a Lang official at a young age before, but he was killed by a traitor and was punished by the palace, and it is really embarrassing to do such a lowly thing.

On the contrary, he especially respects Guanghan's honesty, so he can talk to Guanghan very well, and Guanghan is the father of Pingjun, and the illness has more respect for him, and he often comes to the violent room to help him take care of some bookkeeping and other affairs, and even often helps the old and frail clothiers to fetch water to dry clothes, dye and wash the pulp, and the whole room has praised the disease.

As soon as he arrived at the violent room, he saw Guanghan in thin shirts and short clothes, leading a group of men and women to work. Although Guanghan is honest, he is well commanded when he does his work, and he can go into battle in person, up and down is busy but not chaotic, orderly, and there is talk and laughter, without the solemn atmosphere of the inner courtyard of the palace. I can't help but sigh when I am sick: honest people will always suffer. Looking at it again, the clothes washed and dried were all silk and satin, and there was no linen plain clothes, and the laundry man did not wear silk, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm sick, you're here, go quickly, just help me cure that crazy girl, and I'll listen to you!" When Guanghan saw that the illness had come, he immediately smiled.

As soon as the illness heard the spirit, it turned out that Pingjun was here today, and he already felt that there was a "Sanqiu" and he didn't see Pingjun. Chang'an fat powder is stacked, and the beauty is like a cloud, but his heart only belongs here.

"Where is she?" In front of Guanghan, the illness has pretended to be a casual question.

"Inside the gardenias." Guanghan pointed. It turns out that recently, several large carts of madder, gardenia, and indigo have been newly introduced into the storm room, or yellow, blue or green, respectively, which are thickly spread on the soil platform to dry, occupying a large area, like a sea of flowers, with a rich fragrance and intoxication. The illness has walked over quickly, only to see Pingjun with flowers as beds, flowers as quilts, only showing his head and hands, the whole person and flowers are integrated, it seems to be quietly asleep, and a ** butterfly fell on her white sleeves.

I was stunned by the illness, and I didn't speak for a long time. Pingjun smiled and said, "Have you seen enough, don't you pull Miss Ben up, her feet are numb!" As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and held it, and the sleeve slipped down, revealing a white, plump arm. It turned out that the flower was too deep, and Pingjun was about to struggle to get up inside, but he happened to hear that the illness had come, and he was afraid of being laughed at by him, so he deliberately pretended to sleep inside.

The illness has only now felt that he has lost his temper, and he is busy pulling Pingjun, Pingjun's hands are soft and delicate, and he is no longer intoxicated by the illness, and he can't use his strength in his hands, so he didn't pull it up all of a sudden.

Pingjun smiled: "Am I so heavy?" Get me out, this flower is too cold. ”

"Pick it up?" The illness was already beating suddenly, and he put his hand into the flower with a red face, and Pingjun hooked his neck with one hand, and the illness was already tense, although he had already felt Pingjun's breathing and temperature, he didn't dare to look down at her.

"Have you had enough?" Pingjun smiled.

The gardenia was scattered on the ground, and Pingjun stood on the broken flowers to help the sick easily brush off the petals on his body, just like a pair of jade people with two broken red bodies.

An old dyer said to Guanghan: "Gong Xu, you really picked a good son-in-law, they are like a fairy, and the best painter in the palace can't paint it." ”

Guanghan lives with the sick every day, and likes his talent and appearance, although the illness is just an ordinary person with a royal reputation, no wealth and no home, but he is just a eunuch, there is something to eat, just "the door is right", I can't wait to match them together, haha laughed: "I have been unlucky all my life, how can I have this blessing!" ”

Ping Jun said angrily: "Father, what are you talking nonsense! ”

"Meng Ke said: Men and women don't kiss, they are embarrassed to hug and embarrassed to be told by others." This is Jingshu's voice. I don't know when Jingshu and Peng Zu are at the door of the violent room. When Peng Zu saw the scene just now, he felt like he had been beaten with a stick, and he was reprimanded by his uncle, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable, but he still smiled and said: "I just looked for you and didn't see you, but I came here to spread the wilderness, it's not early, send Pingjun home quickly." We should also review what Mr. Today has taught. ”

Pingjun smiled: "This is really fresh from your mouth, the person who usually likes to fight and cause trouble the most, how can he suddenly be studious and progressive, I'm afraid that I will cause something and be scolded." ”

The illness had already seen that Peng Zu's face was sad, so he said to Pingjun: "I'll send you back now." Otherwise, my aunt will be worried. Guanghan also urged Pingjun to hurry back. Pingjun loves to be lively, and when he saw that there were so many people, he originally wanted to play a game of Liubo with everyone, but he had to give up.

Pingjun's house is not far from the court, but it still takes some time to walk, Pingjun usually doesn't come by himself before, but now he has a concern in his heart, so he went to the court office despite his mother's scolding.

The illness is already so big, Pingjun is petite and exquisite, and the two walk slowly side by side. The illness has a thousand words in my heart, but I don't know where to start when I turn it over and over again. Thinking of the "poems" he learned these days, he said: "Pingjun, I'll read a poem for you, guess what it means, okay?" Pingjun readily agreed. I was sick and read "Guan Ju" from beginning to end.

Ping Jun said: "This meaning is so simple, what is there to guess." But this poem is really well written, and I don't know who wrote it, he must have liked that girl very much! I'm sick, you often read poems to me in the future, I like to listen to it very much, and no one at home teaches me, who said that girls can only teach each other with husbands and children! ”

The illness has taken advantage of the situation and said: "If I can marry you, I will definitely not let you do what you don't like." ”

Ping Jun smiled shyly: "I can't see that you are so bad." As he spoke, he blushed and stamped his feet forward.

Sick already knew Pingjun's thoughts, and quickly chased after him and said, "I have something I want to say to you, if I don't say it, I'll suffocate to death." ”

Pingjun smiled: "Then don't say it, I'll see if you will be suffocated by a word." ”

Sick has said: "Don't you feel distressed when I die?" ”

Pingjun said: "I won't!" ”

The illness has a strong heartbeat, thinking, horizontal and vertical just a word, let it out, just about to open his mouth, suddenly a few high-headed horses somehow suddenly collided over, seeing that they were about to rub Pingjun, the disease has been fast, a handful of Pingjun over, homeopathic block under Pingjun, the two fell to the ground, the disease has become Pingjun's meat pad, the head "knock" on the ground, I don't know if there is anything.