Chapter 2 Unintentionally before the champion crossed the door
Xiao Yan smiled and didn't say anything, only called her little sister, and Sister Rong, who was playing alone, ran happily: "Brother, brother." ”
"Is there any sugar to sweeten my mouth?" He made a bitter face and teased.
Sister Rong untied the purse around her waist and really found an osmanthus candy.
"Who gave it to you?" He took it and took it in his mouth.
Sister Rong tilted her head and replied, "Master Shen gave it." ”
Xiao Yun shook his hand, flicked his fingers, and the sugar flew out of the coffin, but when he heard the sound of "sigh", Yan Indixia roared in the courtyard: "Xiao Rong!" ”
Sister Rong pulled her legs and was about to run downstairs, but was grabbed by Xiao Yuan, poked her in the head, and hated that iron could not become steel: "Silly girl, he told you to go?" Don't come to me if you cry! ”
Xiao Yun frowned gloomily: "This Yan Sheng is already so arrogant?" ”
Xiao Yuan sighed: "You are so resting and recuperating from your injuries." That is, he took Sister Rong downstairs.
The room was quiet, the yellowed bamboo curtains were blown by the wind, and the light penetrated through the cracks and sprinkled on the floor, swaying back and forth, flickering and dimming.
The bedding and pillows were soft and dry, Xiao Yan smelled the smell of the sun fragrant from the killing, the medicinal soup flowed warmly in his limbs, and the voices of the eldest sister and the younger sister were faintly heard in his ears.
In the midst of these reassuring sounds, he fell asleep.
In April, there were several rainy days, and the sun finally came out.
Xiao Tuan sat in front of the door, his hair dripping with broken threads, and the shaver wrapped a white cloth around his neck and tucked it into his clothes, taking a comb and a knife to carefully trim his hair.
The sun is shining on the face, and the voice of the morning cicada in the willow branch is still very tender.
For a while, the sonorous sound came from far and near, attracting pedestrians all over the street to watch, rubbing their backs shoulder to shoulder, and the water could not be drained.
Xiao Huang looked at it, several people held high the "quiet" and "avoid" vertical signs, the sound of high heads and big horses' hooves was audible, and they immediately took a golden saddle, and the three mounts, all wearing golden black gauze hats, wearing big red robes, were holding the "champion and first" flag, and holding the hand-picked edict, were parading the streets.
The gongs and drums were blowing loudly and shaking the eardrums, and they were hugged by the front and back to the Kuixing Hall of the Ministry of Officials to make incense, and the official media were also jumping up and down, looking at the daughters of high-ranking officials and nobles.
Precisely:
The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day.
"This is Xiao Ye? The ninth place in the top three is awarded the same jinshi! ”
Xiao Yan looked at him, he was a white and fat official matchmaker, wearing a bun and wiping his forehead, wearing a purple armor, holding a cool umbrella, and looking at him with a smile.
"What are you doing?!" Xiao Yan asked lazily.
The official matchmaker said that her surname was Zhang, and called her Mrs. Zhang, and said: "I have a good girl in my hand, very talented, just over time, spring eyebrows and cherry mouth, wicker swing waist, straight two long legs, more delicate than peony flowers." She was raised in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, her nickname is Sister Yue, and her family background is also deep, her father is Dong Jing, the left waiter of the third rank of the Xingbu of the dynasty, and he doesn't love the three Dingjia, but he looks at you differently. ”
"Really?!" Xiao Yuan heard these words, and she asked excitedly: "Is there a portrait of that young lady?" ”
Mrs. Zhang immediately laughed: "Yes, yes, but I didn't bring it, if you have any intentions, I will bring it to you early tomorrow morning." ”
Xiao Yuan nodded: "You can take a look." After Mrs. Zhang left, she said to Xiao Yan: "You are also at the age of marrying a wife, if there is a suitable one, you can't miss it." ”
Xiao Yun didn't hold out hope, he vaguely remembered this Dong Jing in his previous life, he was still the head of the Criminal Department at that time, a six-grade official, and he couldn't remember his appearance, but he was impressed by his long hands and feet like a big knife and mantis.
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