The door of Mo's seventeenth courtyard was not locked, and Tong Fu stretched out his hand and gently pushed, and the door opened with a babble.

In the corner of the yard, there was a sound of horses clattering, and she walked over, and the little brown horse obediently circled around her, and then avoided the darkness.

Turning the door, she saw that the window of the wing room was ajar, and the light was shining. A moment later, a mass of something was thrown out of there, gurgling and rolling at her feet.

She bent down and picked it up, it was a crumpled paper ball, with crooked handwriting in it, vaguely written, "There is no one in the sand field, you can't stay for a long time......

The first time it was still recognizable, the second time it was crooked and almost unformed. She was stunned, Seventeen couldn't read or write, which seemed to be the handwriting of two people.

"Seventeen...... Don't be in a hurry, ......"Don't be in a hurry," Sun Dingyuan's voice came from the room, "If you don't want to write today, just ......"

Kiri Fu quietly hid in front of the door and looked through the crack in the door. Mo Seventeen sat in front of the desk, looking indifferent. Sun Dingyuan was bent down and picked up the paper that had been thrown on the ground, torn or crumpled into balls.

Mo Seventeen stood up suddenly, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and slashed wildly at the ink inkstone on the case. Sun Dingyuan staggered, grabbed her arm with one hand, pinched the back of her neck with the other and faced himself, "Look at me!" You'll understand what I'm talking about.

If you continue to mess around like this, what good will it do you except make the enemy happy and painful?

Learn! You have to learn to write! Write down what you see, and I can find him, do you understand?! ”

Mo Seventeen was like a trapped beast in prison, his breathing was short, his eyes were red, but he didn't seem to be looking at him. Her gaze was fixed on a certain place, where it was a hideous place in the turbulence of the undercurrent, a whirlpool that should be avoided, but she seemed to lean into it in the next moment......

Kiri Fu was shocked to see it, but he couldn't understand the meaning of that gaze at all.

Sun Dingyuan had already removed the dagger from her hand, and pressed her back to the front of the case, "Continue writing." ”

Tong Fu silently withdrew from the courtyard, and was just about to turn around and leave, when he heard a scolding behind him, "Who is spying on the private house?!" ”

She sounded familiar, and when she turned her head, she saw that it was indeed an acquaintance.

"Is that you?" Bian Jingzhao seemed to have seen a ghost, "Aren't you in prison?" Slipped out on your own? You're very capable......"

"If you call for someone to arrest me, I'm afraid it's useless." She pointed to the river not far away.

He snorted: "Have you done anything wrong, you know in your heart, who can be spared by heaven?" I can't shout. ”

"You're here to see Seventeen?" Tong Fu listened to Jin Youzi's two sentences, and the benevolent brother in front of him has been thinking about it since he had feelings for Seventeen......

Bian Jingzhao stabilized the scrolls under his armpit, his face was cramped, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I am passing by, passing by ......"

Tong Fu looked at those painting scrolls, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why, a person who teaches writing." And someone who came to teach painting? ”

Bian Jingzhao suddenly became angry, "Tell me, the one surnamed Sun forced her to write all day long." She didn't have the mind in the first place, how could she learn it? It only made her more irritable. In the end, it came out of the army, and I don't know if I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade......"

Tong Fu smiled, "So Bian Gongzi plans to teach Seventeen to draw and draw those pasts?" ”

"Exactly, it is not difficult to draw, it is much easier than learning word by word......

"She likes to paint?"

"She likes to watch me draw, and she paints herself, as if she were ...... Not very happy. ”

"Then how do you know that she won't be annoyed when she learns? What are you, pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? ”

Bian Jingzhao was embarrassed, "It's easier than that to write...... It's just that I'm afraid I don't have time to teach her for a while. ”

"What is the Academy doing now?" Tong Fu saw that he was suddenly preoccupied.

"Do you know that the king of Zhou, who was in Kaifeng, recently entered the Beijing Division?"

"When the vassal king came to the dynasty, what does it have to do with the painting academy?"

Bian Jingzhao sighed: "Originally, it didn't matter much, but this prince was compiling a book, and he wanted to compile edible wildflowers and weeds into a book in preparation for saving ......the famine."

"Famine? Isn't that a good thing? ”

"It is indeed a good thing, that prince has dug up his palace, built a vegetable garden, and planted weeds all over it. It is said that more than 400 kinds have been found, and they should be included in the book one by one, and the painters will be called to draw them.

Now that I have arrived in Beijing, I summoned Brother Xie Huan, Brother Ni Duan, and me, saying that I wanted to borrow a few painters. ”

Seeing that Tong Fu was still at a loss, he hurriedly said: "If you really want to go to Kaifeng, I ...... She ......" He turned his head to stare at the courtyard door, unable to speak for a moment.

Tong Fu was suddenly surprised, and he didn't know how to be relieved, so he could only say: "Seventeen is like this now, it will take some time to recover." Moreover, she and Sun Dingyuan ......"

"What about her and others, I can't control so much, as long as she is unmarried, I am willing to guard, what can you do with me? And persuade me in another way. ”

Seeing that he was cheating, she smiled bitterly, "Even if you are willing, I can't say anything." And you think so, if you really go to the palace of the king of Zhou and make the booklet of saving the famine, it is a good deed and a great virtue. Come back and tell her those customs and customs, and she may not be happy in her heart......"

Bian Jingzhao looked at the courtyard door for a while, and he didn't know if he heard it, and muttered, "Although she was unconscious, she was so relaxed and happy." I don't care about resentment, I don't know how to worry about pain. Just because of the brown horse's forehead makeup, you can be so happy......

In this situation, I'd rather she hadn't woken up......"

The words that followed, in small pieces, were submerged into a void in the depths of the alleyway.

Someone held her hand, and Tong Fu suddenly came back to his senses, and looked up to see the expression on his face, which was very much like a Ming book.

Kirifu's heart slowed down, almost calling out.

"Who do you see?" Jin Youzi's eyebrows relaxed, and he returned to his usual appearance.

"What's the ...... At night, it will scare people to death if it comes out in the cold. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is not far from my official residence, I have something to say to you." He dragged her away and didn't allow her to hesitate.

"There's nothing you can't say here, and if it's not anybody......," she muttered as she followed, but she couldn't break free.

He didn't say anything more, just walked on. She looked at the back, and her mind was in a trance. For a while, I couldn't tell where I was, who I was following, and where I was going......

The courtyard door was pushed open and closed, and when she reached the bottom of the porch, Jin Youzi stopped and dragged her in front of her, "Before, I didn't finish my words, there is something ......"

The bell in the ear flickered, the clear sound was endless, the tong breeze followed the prestige, and the one hanging under the eaves was the nine bells. At this moment, there is no wind, but the bell is swaying, and the sound is like a golden emblem and jade in a hurry, and there are still people singing and sighing in their ears......

"The white Tibetan qi is twilight, and the Xuanying preface is ...... The clouds are in the shade, and the evening scene enters the ...... The wind is coming, and the frost is wet...... Zile is more than shengqi, and would rather eliminate the sorrow ......"

"What is this......" Before she finished speaking, her eyes darkened, and the whole person had fallen into his arms.

Listen to him in my ear, "No matter what you see, don't make a sound, I'm here." ”

What she saw just now was inexplicable, this sentence was for no reason, and she didn't know why, she wanted to break free, but she was helplessly held by him and couldn't get out.

She smothered in his arms, "That's what you want to say in every possible way?" ”

He let go of her suddenly, but one hand was still holding hers tightly, "Of course not." ”

She poked her head out of his arms, and she couldn't say "what's that?" before she could say another word.

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