Looking at the script on the table, Wan Jinyue quietly felt a little strange emotion in her heart.

Ye Lin really seems to like himself.

In Jinzhou in June, the weather was already very hot, and around the Zhizhi Hall, which was used as a school, ice cubes were placed to cool off the heat.

Ye Lin had an extra letter on his desk with beautiful handwriting:

"Yue has silk entanglement, silk is difficult to manage, or it takes more than a month, or it takes several months, the silk is smooth, and the silk needs a quick knife. Jincheng has a gong of joy, and the slightest break can be known. ”

Miss Wansan, is this asking herself not to send her any more things? Ye Lin looked as usual, silently accepted the letter, and sandwiched it in the book.

When I want to think clearly, my heart is shaking. Wavering is possible, isn't it?

Wan Jinyue really lived a very clean life in the next two decades, and there were no more ingenious gadgets on the table.

She returned to a simple life of going to school every day to practice martial arts and resting, and occasionally quarreled with Yun Yuan.

The crooked crescent moon fell heavily on the wall of the west courtyard of Shunhua Temple.

As soon as the evening came, the chirping of crickets accompanied by the smoke of the summer night reached everyone's ears.

The three sisters of the Wan family are gathering in the Shunhua Courtyard where the eldest girl of the Wan family lives at this time, begging for the moon.

In front of the three sisters lay a tray with countless embroidery needles and a roll of brocade thread of different colors.

The eldest girl's eldest girl, Yazhi, the second girl's eldest girl, Yin'an and Qinglan, as the referees of this time, lit the incense sticks together.

As soon as the sound began, the three girls took the thread in their left hand and the needle in their right hand, and got busy.

As expected, the winner was indeed a big girl who has been dealing with needlework every day recently.

Beggars to the moon, and threads needles under the moon. It is a Tanabata tradition that has been passed down from ancient times in the eastern kingdom of Kundong.

On this day, the girls who have not yet come out of the pavilion will beg the Weaver Girl to give them a pair of skillful hands in the moon, begging for a good marriage in the future.

A woman who has already been married will beg the Weaver Girl to bless her with a happy and smooth life after marriage.

Threading needles under the moon is a small competition between sisters, who wears more needles, it means who has the most skillful hands between sisters.

"What wish did the third sister make? Don't you pray that you can meet your lover soon. ”

Wan Jinyu's smile was teasing.

"What wish did the second sister make? I guess it's begging the Weaver Girl to let you and your righteous brother in the future, Qin Se and Ming? ”

Wan Jinyue's words were serious, her tone was a little childish, and her voice was particularly loud, which caused several maids to laugh lightly.

Wan Jinlan, who has always been introverted, had a smile on her face, silently watching her two sisters bickering.

"Ye Gongzi seems to like you very much. My father also likes Ye Gongzi. Wan Jinyu is not to be outdone.

"I only know that Zhang Gongzi likes the second sister very much, and he used to send the osmanthus cake of the old Wang family in Dongshi to the second sister every day."

came and went, no one refused to show weakness, and shook each other's daughter's hearts.

In the end, Wan Jinlan came out to play a round, so that the two girls who were not addicted to bickering would fight with her again later.

The hibiscus flowers in the yard can bloom just right, hurry up and blast these two ancestors back, they will not hold grudges when they fight, she will.

This is the flower she has worked so hard to plant, and it blooms once a year.

Wan Jinyue, who returned to Yutang Courtyard, inevitably remembered Ye Lin.

After thinking about it for more than 20 days, Ye Lin is indeed a good person, but he really has no feelings for him.

She also saw the heart he gave to himself.

Not touched at all, that's impossible. But that's only for moving.

"Hey, do you want to go outside of Jinzhou?"

"I can't ask for it! Do you want to wander the world with me and be chivalrous? ”

Since falling in love with reading scripts, Yun Yuan has had an infinite yearning for becoming a chivalrous woman.

"It's just going out for a walk, and I've got to come back."

"Then I'd love to."

Just after the Chinese Valentine's Day, Wan's father began to pack up, and it was time for the triennial debriefing in the capital.

Since the beginning of Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty, non-Beijing officials have been in the capital once every three years to report on their work, and officials from all over the country are required to come to Beijing before August 15.

Jinzhou is located in a remote area, and Wan's father wants to leave in advance, and there are also officials of Jinzhou who are above the seventh grade.

Except for Ye Shouchen, the governor of Jinzhou, who only took office this spring.

Wan Jinyue, who was determined to make it clear to Ye Lin, set her sights on Wan's father.

Rejecting others, and dangling in front of others every day, doesn't seem to be good.

went to Liyang Mansion and accompanied his father to report on his work, and a few months passed back and forth. That way, the other party will be much more receptive.

Wan Jinyue, who made up her mind, knocked on the door of her father's study.

"My daughter wants to accompany you to Liyang." Wan Jinyue's tone was flat.

Father Wan is not calm. "Nope."

"Father was worried about my face getting out." Wan Jinyue said, sat opposite Wan's father with an indifferent expression, picked up the purple clay pot, and made two cups of tea.

"My father doesn't want me to marry far away, so he takes a special fancy to the son of the Ye family." Father Wan held the teacup and sighed, his daughter had grown up.

"Yue'er, my father just hopes that you are safe."

"Yue'er understands, this time when she returned to the capital with her father, her daughter changed into men's clothes and became her father's sidekick, okay?"

"Why do you have to go to Liyang?"

"My daughter misses her mother."

Wan Zebin remembered the original partner Wan Yuan, who died early. They have known each other since childhood, childhood sweethearts, and have a deep relationship.

If it weren't for the fact that when Wan Ziyang was born, his wife injured her body, and it was difficult to give birth, he would not have taken Aunt Chen into the house at all.

In fact, he didn't care so much about his heirs, but Mrs. He hid her face and cried every day, forcing him to accept Aunt Chen.

After many years, Mrs. was finally pregnant with Yue'er again, and Wan Zebin now remembers the joy on Wan Yuan's face when he learned the news.

"Yue'er misses her mother?" Father Wan put the teacup on the tea table in front of him, and the depressed feeling in his heart was still difficult to relieve.

"Father, take Yue'er back to the capital, I want to go to the ancestral grave to pay tribute to my mother."

Wan Zebin, who had a rock in his heart, finally agreed to his daughter's request.

On the day Wan's father and his party left, it was drizzling in the sky in Jinzhou.

The summer is hot, and such a drizzle dispels some of the sun's heat.

In the streets and alleys, children play in groups in the rain, and the noise is peaceful.

The carriage went out of the East City Gate, and Wan Jinyue, who was dressed as a man, lifted the curtain covering the small window and looked at the pale blue sky.

Ye Lin should have received the letter at this time.

"The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small, when the swallows fly, the green water is around, the willow cotton on the branches blows less, and there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world."

It was a famous poem in the previous dynasty, and Ye Lin, who had the name of a talented man, would not know the meaning.

Ye Lin silently accepted the letter, this little girl, although she is young, she doesn't eat her own set, she is a transparent person.

He folded the letter and lit it with a fire fold along with the previous one.

The tongue of fire was beating, and Ye Lin watched the letter burn out.

The next day, a white dove flew in front of Ye Lin's study.

It seems that it is time to accompany Brother Chen to Jiangzhou to see Chen Shibo, who has not met for a long time.

I heard that the youngest daughter of the Wang family in Chu County, Jiangzhou, has not yet been allowed to be a family.