After letting go of the pigeons, Huaiyu was really depressed for several days, and Panfu only said that she was homesick.

"Huaiyu, Madame has sent a letter."

Panfu hurried into the dormitory and handed a letter to Huaiyu, who was lying on the table and wandering out of the world.

The letter from the General's Mansion to Huaiyu has always been transmitted by the little guy in the house, Huaiyu cheered up, opened the envelope, and the letter was nothing more than nagging some words about diligent learning to pay attention to the body, Huaiyu read it at a glance, and then asked Panfu: "What about the little brother who sent the letter?" ”

"I'm still waiting outside the museum."

Huaiyu handed the letter she had written yesterday to Panfu: "Give this to him." ”

Panfu took it and hurriedly went out again.

As soon as Pan Fu left, a pleasant voice came from outside the door: "May I ask if Gu Huaiyu lives in this house?" ”

Huaiyu wondered, got up and went out, only to see a young sister in a hall uniform standing outside the door with a smile: "You are Gu Huaiyu, the mountain chief asked me to call you to Beiquanxuan." ”

Huaiyu knew that Beiquanxuan, that was where the mountain chief lived, and it was difficult for them students to see the mountain chief on weekdays, after all, the mountain chief only taught on the fifteenth day of each month, so far, she had only seen the mountain chief twice, and she still sat in the huge Donglin House with hundreds of people, and looked at it from a distance.

Therefore, even if she sees the mountain chief on the road now, she may not be able to recognize the other party.

Rengui is self-aware, and Huaiyu will never be so proud that she thinks that the mountain chief will know her.

But at this time, the mountain chief suddenly looked for himself?

Huaiyu had a question, thinking that this beautiful sister can't be a liar, right?

Seeing that Huaiyu was stunned, the young sister smiled and came over to pull her: "My surname is Su, even if you count it, I am still your direct senior sister, and I am now the head of the Zhai and Entertainment Department." ”

The seven things of Feihong Pavilion are the laws of the Lile Imperial Book, and each thing has a director, Huaiyu heard her say this, and her doubts disappeared a lot, she closed the door of the house, and said to Su Shichang: "I'll go now." ”

The two came to Beiquan Xuan, which is an open courtyard, pavilions and pavilions in the garden, rockeries and flowing water, green trees and red flowers, everything, but more elegant than other places in the school hall such as Qingjiatang and Liantao Hall for students to visit and rest in their time to study.

Huaiyu admired in his heart, sure enough, the mountain chief is different.

Su Shichang led Huaiyu along the crooked path to an open pavilion, called Junzi Pavilion, the pavilion is surrounded by pavilion lotus leaves that spread several acres, at this time the lotus flowering period has not arrived, the lotus leaves in the pond are like covers, a piece of green.

Huaiyu was surprised to find that Mr. Xie was sitting in the pavilion with an old man who was over the age of six, talking and laughing, and that old gentleman, he had really seen it, was actually the old gentleman who was standing next to Pei Sangongzi when Pei Sangongzi handed over Zhao Yan's gift to him last month.

Huaiyu secretly said that it was so skillful, and obediently followed Chief Su into the pavilion.

"Mountain Chief, the student brought Gu Huaiyu here."

The mountain chief looked at Huaiyu and the others with a smile: "Oh, Yanwu is here." ”

He looked at Huaiyu, who was bowing, and said, "Come here quickly, otherwise your master will blame me for punishing the student." ”

Huaiyu obediently stood behind Xie Lang, lowered his head and eyebrows, and said nothing.

Xie Lang turned his head: "I found out that you are a person, afraid of life!" ”

Huaiyu pouted, and quietly retorted in her heart, but she didn't speak.

The mountain chief smiled heartily: "The little girl was scared by me, and we have met before." He said to Huaiyu, "Don't worry, the old man is not a tiger, and he can't eat you." ”

Huaiyu said: "Then, I don't know if the mountain chief asked the students to come ......."

"Hahaha." The mountain chief and Xie Lang looked at each other and smiled, "I heard Xie Lang say, you shot my carrier pigeon?" ”

Huaiyu was really frightened now!

She hurriedly said: "If you go back to the mountain, the student did shoot a pigeon by accident, but ...... The student doesn't know that it's your carrier pigeon. ”

"I heard that after you let the pigeons go, you were depressed for a long time?" The mountain chief asked again.

Huaiyu smiled shyly.

The mountain chief beckoned to Su Yanwu, who brought a birdcage from somewhere, and the cage was the carrier pigeon with green in the gray.

Huaiyu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said excitedly: "Ah, it's you little guy who holds a grudge!" ”

The other three all laughed, and Su Yanwu said to Huaiyu: "Little sister, you have made a lot of money, the old man of the mountain has decided to give you this carrier pigeon, which is the pigeon he has raised for five years." ”

Huaiyu's eyes widened, and he waved his hand again and again: "How can I accept such a valuable thing?" ”

"Don't listen to Yanwu's nonsense, the domesticated pigeons in Sufu are not thousands but hundreds, not worse than you."

Xie Lang smiled and lifted the birdcage in Su Yanwu's hand, handed it to Huaiyu, and smiled at her: "Now, don't play chess with me with a bitter face." ”

Seeing that he handed over his pigeon to Huaiyu like this, the mountain chief looked helpless: "Xie Jialang, you are really ......" He stroked his slender beard, "Yes, who told me to invite a big Buddha, you master and apprentice hurry up and take the pigeon and go, so as not to regret it later." ”

Xie Lang hugged his fist at him, and Huaiyu hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you, Mountain Chief." ”

After she finished speaking, she promised again and again: "I will feed it well!" ”

Seeing that she looked afraid that she would regret it, the mountain chief couldn't cry or laugh: "Go, go, go." ”

"Master, what's going on?" Huaiyu carried the birdcage and walked all the way with Xie Lang.

"Some people sigh and sigh all day long, and they don't play Go well, and they don't practice martial arts seriously, and I, as a master, really can't stand it."

Huaiyu Lala Xie Lang's robe: "How do you know that the pigeon is the head of the mountain?" ”

Xie Lang lowered his head and pointed to Huaiyu's head with a smile.

Huaiyu knew that he was alluding to his stupidity, but she didn't care, and said, "That Sister Su is the granddaughter of the mountain chief?" ”

Xie Lang nodded.

Huaiyu looked incredulous: "Listen to Sister Yuanxi, she is proficient in almost all musical instruments, flute, qin, xun sheng and drum...... Is it true that everything can be done and everything is refined? ”

"It's true, as true as you know almost all weapons."

Huaiyu said: "Weapons, it will be the same and it will be the same, but it is just a change of tricks." She was very envious, "Sister Su is too powerful!" ”

Xie Lang stopped, and Huaiyu also stopped.

Xie Lang squatted down: "It's the same with musical instruments, one is all over, if you are interested, I can teach you." ”

"I don't!" Huaiyu shook his head vigorously, carried the birdcage, stepped forward, and shouted.

"That thing is not for me!"

Xie Lang laughed and got up to catch up with her: "Hey, the Dragon Boat Festival of Feihong Pavilion is going to hold a Qushui Liuyu party, and when the time comes, it will be a 'literary crepe' program, and you will have to perform musical instruments, if you don't study hard now, you will lose the face of the teacher when the time comes." ”

Huaiyu frowned, Xie Lang didn't say it, she really forgot about the Qushui Liuyu meeting.

On the day of the conference, not only students who are still studying in the Feihong Pavilion, but also many alumni who have long since left the school, and even some scholars and celebrities who are not students of the Fei Hung Pavilion are allowed to enter the museum to participate in this annual conference.

At that time, there will be a number of seats on the banks of the Sungai River, and the chief of the mountain will put the wine glass full of fine wine into the stream, and whoever stops the wine glass will perform a show on the spot, whether it is a poem or a painting, or a piano or a shaw.

When Huai Yuguang thought about it, he felt that his head was big.

"I'll just find a place to hide when the time comes, so I don't want to join in the fun."

Xie Lang nodded: "That's right, I don't like that Qushui Liuyu meeting either, and I will find a place to hide when the time comes." ”

The master and apprentice discussed it like this, and walked briskly towards Yiyong Hall.