"Almost." Duanmu Heng emphasized helplessly, but it was obviously not convincing, and Feng Yan and Duanmu Heng's faces were still not very good-looking.

Feng Yan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he arched his hand casually and smiled: "I still have official business, so I will leave first." ”

He smiled brightly, like the sun, but in Duanmu's eyes, he felt as if he saw a leopard staring at some prey.

Fortunately, the person who was targeted this time should not be himself......

Duanmu silently shed tears of sympathy for the person he was targeting.

Feng Yan and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division and his party soon drifted away, Li Tingyou stared at Han Shirui's distant back for a long time before retracting his gaze, touching his chin with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I have to invite Ah Yan to drink at night." ”

After that incident, Li Tingyou held his breath in his heart, not for the position of commanding the affairs, but because he was scolded by his colleagues behind his back.

He has grown so big, except for last year's martial arts, which can be regarded as smooth sailing, it is the first time that he has planted such a big heel, which makes him feel aggrieved and unwilling, and he really can't swallow this breath.

This time thanks to his little cousin......

Li Tingyou turned his head to look at Duanmufei, his eyes softened a lot, and from another angle, in fact, his little cousin was also quite well-behaved and very likable.

Li Tingyou was thinking about how to praise her a few words tactfully, when he heard Duanmu Fei smile meaningfully: "Cousin You, don't worry...... I'm afraid this won't end so easily. She smiled smirked, her eyes narrowed into two slits.

But Duanmu Heng couldn't laugh soon, Duanmu Heng, who was interrupted by Feng Yan just now, was thinking about her again at this moment, and looked at her seriously, as if to say, don't think that he forgot that she was almost pushed because she watched the excitement before.

"Fourth sister, when you go back, you have to write a review letter, otherwise ......," Duanmu Heng said righteously, "Otherwise, I will go back and tell my grandfather." ”

Duanmu Heng is confident that in this matter, even his grandfather will not stand on the side of the fourth sister.

Thinking that Duanmu Xian might be like Duanmu Heng to lecture himself at length again, and even ask her to write a review, Duanmu Scarf's shoulders collapsed, and he responded with a wilted expression, and his mind had already begun to calculate, if he hid Duanmu Heng for half a month, could he just "go with the flow" and give this review to Lai......

Duanmu Heng took over Duanmu Fei, and Li Tingyou parted ways with his brother and sister and returned to Xiangyun Lane.

The streets of Huashang are still so lively and bustling, as if the brawl just now had never happened at all, and people are coming......

There is no secret in this capital at all, and on the same day, the news that Han Shirui, the newly appointed commander of the Shenshu Battalion, fought in the street and was taken away on the spot by the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, and soon spread in Beijing like wings.

Han Shirui has been in the Shenshu Camp for less than a year, but he has always been very good at being a man, and he has always been willing to pay out of his own pocket to give the soldiers extra meals; That's right, the gifts for the New Year's holidays and the errand of being able to run an errand diligently never falls, so when the people from the Zhongwu General's Mansion went to ask Han Shirui's superior, General Zhong Shen to help maneuver around, General Zhong Shen responded without saying a word, and personally went to the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to protect people, but was mercilessly rejected by Feng Yan.

"Commander Feng, this matter can be big or small, just raise your hand and let it go, and Commander Han and I will receive this affection from you. Be a man and leave a line, and see you in the future! "General Zhong's face is not very good-looking, almost soft and hard, good and ugly things have been said, I hope that Feng Yan will open the net.

"This conductor is dealing with it impartially, and if Zhong Shen has any objections, he will play it." Feng Yan had an attitude of not entering the oil and salt, and he looked indifferent, as if he was saying, if you want to sue the emperor, you can sue you, I am not afraid.

General Zhong Shen left the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division angrily and went straight to the palace, wanting to face the saint, but when he came to the palace gate, he calmed down, and remembered the things that happened not long ago between the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division and the Weiguo Mansion, Feng Yan didn't even pay attention to the Weiguo Mansion, and even the emperor was "biased" to Feng Yan, and he went to sue now, can it be done? !

If the complaint fails, it is you who will lose face, and maybe you will anger Shengyan, for the sake of Han Shirui, is it worth putting yourself in? !

The more General Zhong thought about it, the more frightened he became, turned around, and returned to the Shenshu camp in a gloomy manner.

On the same day, Han Shirui was fined 30 strokes in the name of street fighting.

This matter seemed to be over, however, the next morning, there were waves again in the Jinluan Palace.

The three imperial histories jointly wrote to the emperor and impassionedly impeached Han Shirui, the commander of the Shenshu Battalion:

"Your Majesty, Han Shirui is frivolous and arrogant, he doesn't know the severity, and in front of the public, he openly claims to the people that the lives of the people are like ants, and it is not a pity to die!"

"Your Majesty, the bandits have been increasing again recently, Han Shirui is so open-minded, if these words are circulated in the ears of the people, I am afraid it will affect the court's recruitment in the future......"

"Please ask the emperor to severely punish Han Shirui, so that he can set an example and appease the people."

After the words of the imperial history fell, there was silence in the Jinluan Palace, and all the officials bowed their heads.

The emperor on the golden lacquer throne stared at the imperial history below with a heavy face, and did not speak for a while.

For Han Shirui, the emperor has high hopes.

These days, Han Shirui's errand has been done very well, and he has swept up the people and bandits several times, all of which were neat and neat, and he returned with a big victory, but he didn't expect that this person had the ability to lead the troops, but he didn't know how to behave in the world, and he spoke so impertuously, it was really difficult to take on a big responsibility!

The emperor was a little disappointed in his heart, but he only said "Rong Zhen will consider making a decision again", and temporarily dismissed the imperial history.

However, although the emperor temporarily pressed the impeachment of the imperial history, Han Shirui was "forgotten" in the Wucheng Terracotta Division, and Feng Yan deliberately regarded it as not knowing, kept the person, and dragged him to serve in labor according to the law.

The disturbances in the court did not affect Duanmu's family at all, Duanmu Fei only counted the days at home every day and waited for this hot summer to pass quickly, and the weather at the end of August seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, so she couldn't help but pour cups of sour plum soup.

"Girl, the slave will go and get you some sour plum soup." Pothos saw that the sour plum soup in the pot was almost empty, and got up and exited the pavilion.

"Quack!"

The little starling on the side flapped his wings and screamed, flew briskly from the lotus canopy outside the pavilion, and landed in front of Duanmufei's cup of sour plum soup with only a small half left, and curiously leaned over his face to look into the cup.

"Sour plum soup." Duanmujun, who was sitting opposite Duanmufei, habitually taught the little starling to speak, with a smile on his bright face, that is, he subconsciously said it in passing.

"Beautiful ......" little starling jumped his foot and pecked at the white porcelain cup, making a "bang" sound, and then fluttered his wings again.

Duanmujun didn't notice what was going on at first, and was stunned, only then did he suddenly realize that it was the voice of the little starling just now.

"Hachi!" Duanmujun's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at his sister and said, "Zhenzhen, did you hear, Xiaoba said sour plum soup just now!" Zhen Zhen, my little eight can speak! Duanmujun was so happy that he was a little incoherent.

"Beautiful!" The little starling then took the end of Mu Jun's words, screamed again, and then pecked the white porcelain cup again.

"Our Hachiko is so smart!" Duanmu smiled even more happily, raised his hand and touched the top of the little starling's head, chin and back affectionately, and praised it fiercely.

The little starling proudly rubbed the palm of Duanmu's hand and screamed.

Duanmu Fei couldn't help but smile when he watched from the side, and said deliberately: "Sister, it's a shame that I didn't eat stinky tofu just now......

Duanmu Jun and Wisteria were both stunned, and then reacted, letting out a burst of laughter as crisp as silver bells.

Yes, if Duanmufei was eating stinky tofu just now, maybe he would have heard the little starling shouting "stinky" and "stinky" there every day these days......

The laughter drifted away with the wind, and the two teenagers heard the sound, and the two walked side by side in the direction of the pavilion, it was Duanmu Heng and Li Tingyou.

The friendship of the teenagers is all fought, and since the fight on Huashang Street on the day of the fight, the relationship between the two can be said to have grown by leaps and bounds.

In fact, Duanmufei and Duanmujun knew that Li Tingyou was coming today, so they specially waited for the two of them in the gazebo in the garden.

After the four of them met the ceremony, Li Tingyou and Duanmu Heng also sat down in the pavilion, and Li Tingyou asked casually: "I seem to have heard Cousin Scarlet talking about stinky tofu just now......"

As soon as they heard "stinky tofu", the sisters couldn't help laughing again, and Duanmu Jun roughly told the little starling what he could talk about just now.

Li Tingyou looked at the little starling with some surprise, raised his hand and touched its chin, and said with a teasing smile: "Cousin Scarlet, it turns out that your little eight have finally learned to speak, it's been almost a year, and I thought it would never learn...... Oops! ”

The little starling seemed to understand that Li Tingyou was ridiculing him, and directly pecked him unceremoniously on the palm with his beak, and the sisters leaned forward and backwards with laughter.

Duanmu Fei sighed secretly in his heart: I really should let my second aunt see, Cousin You can't speak so much, how can he please his daughter-in-law!

After the little starling pecked Li Tingyou, he flapped his wings and flew away, screaming "beautiful" and "quacking" in his mouth for a while.

"Scarlet cousin, your starling has a pretty big temper!" Li Tingyou was also a little funny, and the corners of his mouth flew, "I look more temperamental than those imperial historians in the court......"

At first, he was joking, and as he spoke, his words revealed a bit of meaning.

Duanmu Fei didn't know what had happened earlier, and blinked suspiciously.

Li Tingyou had already hidden his words, and when he saw this, he said with a smile: "This morning, the three imperial historians impeached Han Shirui in the early dynasty......" Li Tingyou roughly said the matter of the early dynasty, and then said, "The emperor will not be in the middle for the time being." ”

Duanmu raised his right eyebrow slightly, he was not surprised by the emperor's response, Han Shirui is now the emperor's new upstart favorite, even if he commits a little crime, the emperor will always protect him.

Duanmu Fei groaned and asked, "Cousin You, do you know where Han Shirui is now?" ”

"Ah Yan asked him to go to labor, and he went to Xicheng to repair the city wall early in the morning!" Li Tingyou's eyes were full of smiles, "Before I came here, I went to take a look, he was picking soil and moving stones over there!" Ah Yan's trick is really amazing! "Han Shirui was born in a noble family, I'm afraid I have never suffered like this in my life.

Listening to Li Tingyou's words were full of admiration for Feng Yan, Duanmu Fei secretly shook his head in his heart, and said secretly: Her cousin, in some ways, is really lacking in heart and is hopeless!

It's all on other people's thief ships and he's so happy, I really can't expect him to be as discerning as himself...... Hey, I'm afraid that he will be sold by Feng Yan in the future, and he is still counting the silver for Feng Yan!

Li Tingyou was a little furious by Duanmu Fei's strange eyes, and looked down at his robe. His clothes today are made by his mother's needlework room, so there can't be a problem.

Li Tingyou subconsciously straightened his waist, and sighed with a little regret in his mouth: "I think it's still too cheap Han Shirui, and after the matter calms down in a few days, Han Shirui won't come back to be his commander......"

And those poor people were killed as bandits, and their families were ruined. Obviously, those people are also forced by officials to rebel, and they can persuade them to surrender, but Han Shirui killed them indiscriminately!

The corners of Li Tingyou's mouth tightened, and there was a hint of bitterness in his voice, "In the past month, Han Shirui has led his troops to suppress the 'bandits' several times. He has a body of martial arts, he doesn't take the enemy's sword, and he only attacks the people, which is really ......"

Li Tingyou was silent, his fists were clenched tightly on the stone table, Duanmu Heng and Duanmu Heng were also eyebrows tightened, their hearts were heavy, and the air in the pavilion was slightly frozen for a while.

While speaking, the green pothos had already returned with two pots of sour plum soup, and poured a cup of sour plum soup for each of the four people in the pavilion.

Duanmu Fei picked up the sour plum soup, took another sip with satisfaction, and then said slowly: "Of course it won't be so cheap for him, this matter is not over yet!" ”

Li Tingyou was stunned, and couldn't help but remember that Duanmufei seemed to have said something similar when he was on Huashang Street yesterday, and he laughed like a little fox.

"Scarlet cousin...... "What does she know that he doesn't know?"

Li Tingyou stared at Duanmu Fei with burning eyes, but Duanmu Fei was unmoved, took another sip of the sweet and sour plum soup, and shook the pot with a smile: "Cousin You, go and ask Gongzi Feng." ”

Duanmu Feijing continued to drink the sour plum soup, under the long and thick eyelashes, his big eyes flickered, and his mind flickered: Feng Yan's plan is very big, this opportunity is equivalent to Han Shirui's own delivery, Feng Yan will definitely take advantage of it.

So, she didn't bother to plan, she was tired and panicked.

She still has nothing to do at home, write, play chess well, and besides, there is a babbling little starling at home that she needs to worry about.

Li Tingyou stared at Duanmu Fei without blinking, with a hint of thoughtfulness on his face. His little fox cousin never has no purpose, since she said it, I think it has her reasons......

Duanmu Fei's scalp was numb when he stared at him, lest he remember that he would never finish asking questions, so he simply deliberately changed the topic and said, "Cousin You, didn't you go to the household department?" Are you still adapting to it? ”

Li Tingyou's complexion changed in an instant, and his handsome face became indescribable as if he had bitten Coptis chinensis.

It was as if some invisible valve had been opened all of a sudden, and he began to pour bitter water endlessly—

Speaking of the old pedants in the household department, they turned a blind eye to him and Feng Yan one by one, and took three ignorances, ignoring them;

Speaking of his recent efforts to reform the salt system, he read a bunch of books on the salt system in the previous and current dynasties and the account books of the household department, and learned that the salt money system of the original Dasheng Dynasty had such great drawbacks, and every year most of the salt money fell into the hands of the nobles of the clan and resold the salt merchants, so that the salt tax revenue fell every year, and last year's salt tax was less than one-fifth of that of the first emperor.

Speaking of which, he felt that the "salt introduction system" proposed by Duanmuxian would be of great benefit to the grain and grass collection of the border army, but those civil servants turned a blind eye to this, and this "salt introduction system" had to fall into detail, and I was afraid that it would encounter many setbacks, and this step of perfecting the "salt introduction system" alone would not be the work of a few days.

In short, the road is long, and the book is hated when it is used.

Li Tingyou said and sighed faintly, looking so tired that he was about to lose his strength.

As soon as Duanmu Fei heard it, he knew that Li Tingyou had begun to get a little started, and said casually with a smile: "Cousin You, do you want me to give you some ideas?" ”

Li Tingyou's eyes lit up, and his black eyes shone like gems, as if to say, cousin Scarlet, you also know how to make salt?

Duanmu raised her chin arrogantly, and that look seemed to say, of course!

Li Tingyou was able to bend and stretch, and immediately took the teapot and poured sour plum soup for his little cousin.

Duanmu took a sip of sour plum soup, which was regarded as drinking Li Tingyou's cup of "apprenticeship tea", and talked eloquently about some of her ideas for "salt introduction":

"Before trying out the 'salt introduction system', we must first calculate the relationship between the distance of the road and the amount of grain transported, not only to consider whether the grain and grass received by the border army is enough for military supplies, but also to calculate whether the merchants who send grain can make a profit. If this is unprofitable, which businessman will give you a day job?! ”

"Cousin You, in my opinion, this 'salt introduction' can be divided into three steps, reporting in the middle, guarding the branch, and changing the market, the so-called 'newspaper in the middle' ......"

"Moreover, not only military rations, but also tea, horses, cloth, copper and iron, etc., can also be exchanged for 'salt introduction', depending on what the defense army lacks here......"

Li Tingyou listened attentively, and later, he simply ordered the maid to serve with pen and ink, Duanmu Fei said, and he recorded it with a stroke of his pen.

Duanmu Jun smiled and peeled the grape skin for Duanmu Fei on the side, and from time to time sent the peeled grapes to Duanmu Fei's mouth, that pampered and proud look seemed to say that her sister is smart and knows everything.

Duanmu Heng looked at Duanmu Heng in a daze, and couldn't help but be attracted by her words, seriously thinking about the feasibility, and sighed in his heart: He, the fourth sister, surprised him again!

In fact, many students in their country have also discussed whether this "salt introduction system" is feasible, some people admire, some people shake their heads, after all, all parties in the court have been very obstructed, and some people have tried to improve the "salt introduction system", but they have not thought about it as well as his fourth sister, and the bits and pieces are quite unique.

The fourth sister doesn't go to boudoir school every day, is she thinking about this? Duanmu Heng's heart was a little complicated for a while, and he didn't know whether to praise her or train her for "not doing her job".

Well, boast to praise, and train to be trained, lest this girl be fluttering and more unwilling to go to the boudoir to learn!

Duanmu Fei felt like a mang on his back as he spoke, and he felt that he was remembered by Duanmu Heng again, and said in his heart: Could it be that the eldest brother remembered the review book again?

After sending Li Tingyou away, Duanmu Fei shrank in the Zhanqing Courtyard like a little turtle, and every day if she could not go out, she would not go out, for several days, seeing that Duanmu Heng did not come to the door, she was relieved and felt that she had escaped again.

At the end of August, the maple leaves gradually dyed red, and in September, the maple was as red as blood, from Duanmu's family to the entire capital was looking forward to the next Double Ninth Festival, including Duanmu Scarlet.

During the Double Ninth Festival, she could see her grandmother, Mrs. Chu again.

Duanmufei was so excited that he didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night before, and early in the morning of the ninth day of the ninth month of September, he went out of Beijing with Duanmu Jun to Qianfeng Mountain to climb in autumn.

The area around Qianfeng Mountain is full of people who come to step on the autumn, and Duanmu Fei came to the halfway point of the mountain with Duanmu Jun.

As she expected, Mrs. Chu was sitting in the Wangjing Pavilion as usual, and to her surprise, there was a familiar snow-colored shadow beside Mrs. Chu, describing it as noble and bright, it was the eldest princess of Anping.

Today's Anping is wearing a snow-colored palace dress, except for the silver maple leaves embroidered at the corners of the skirt and the maple leaf silver hoops on the sideburns, there is no jewelry, and the plain dress sets off a trace of coldness on her beautiful face.

Duanmujun and Duanmufei glanced at each other, and the sisters' faces showed a hint of surprise.

An Ping and Mrs. Chu also saw Duanmu Jun and Duanmu Fei, the corners of An Ping's ruddy mouth hooked, his phoenix eyes were half-narrowed, and he beckoned to the sisters with a smile, signaling them to come over.

Duanmu Fei also hurriedly waved his hand, with a sweet smile on his cute little face.

Mrs. Chu looked at Duanmu Fei and An Ping back and forth, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked casually: "Your Highness, the old man sees that you have a good relationship with this little girl from the Duanmu family, don't you take a fancy to her?" ”

Mrs. Chu's words were originally just casually said in a mocking manner, who would have thought that An Ping's phoenix eyes were shining, and the corners of her mouth were curled higher, melting away the coldness on her face.

"Mrs. Chu," An Ping turned his head and whispered to Mrs. Chu with a soft expression: "Scarlet is really smart and well-behaved, no matter how intimate it is, the more I look at this palace, the more I like it, I can't wait to have such a daughter......"

Anyway, the daughter-in-law is half a daughter, and when Fei'er comes through the door in the future, she will treat her better than Ah Yan!

Mrs. Chu couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, and she also heard a little peace of mind.

Oh, yes! Ah Yan is fifteen years old today, and it is time to get married. However, the fourth girl of the Duanmu family is still young, and Ah Yan is afraid that he will have to wait for a few years......

Mrs. Chu raised her eyes to look at Duanmu Fei and Duanmu Jun, who were gradually approaching, looked at the endless, red maple forest behind them, looked at the junction of fiery red and blue sky, and sighed paradoxically: "This day is about to change." ”

The blue sky is cloudless, the sun is shining, and the flow of people who come and go makes this Qianfeng Mountain seem vibrant.

"Your Highness, Mrs. Chu."

After Duanmujun and Duanmufei sisters walked into the Wangjing Pavilion, they saluted Anping and Mrs. Chu in unison, the two little girls had just climbed the mountain for a while, their breath was a little disordered, and the two jade-like cheeks were dyed with a faint red glow, and they seemed to be radiant, and they were more delicate than flowers.

Duanmu smiled and lifted a few boxes of dim sum in his hand, and said complacently: "Mrs. Chu, I bought the Chongyang cake of Jinshiji again this morning...... Your Highness, let's eat together! ”

Mrs. Chu responded with a smile, and then instructed Mama Yu to pour chrysanthemum tea for everyone, the fragrance of flower tea soon lingered in the pavilion, An Ping held the flower tea and said with a smile: "It is still a blessing in this palace, come empty-handed, there is food and drink." ”

Duanmu Fei ate a piece of pastry and drank half a cup of chrysanthemum tea, his breathing gradually stabilized, his body was a lot more relaxed, and he said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't you think there is something missing in this rare Double Ninth Festival?" ”

An Ping was stunned and blurted out: "Chongyang should drink Chongyang wine." ”

I really have a tacit understanding with Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. Duanmu smiled, revealing a pair of lovely smiles on his cheeks, shaking his head and saying: "Xijing Miscellaneous Records" contains: chrysanthemums are comfortable, and pick stems and leaves, miscellaneous millet is brewed, and it will be drunk on September 9 of the next year, so it is called 'chrysanthemum wine'. "This chrysanthemum wine is also weighed as yang wine.

Duanmu Fei blinked cutely, and said meaningfully: "Your Highness, Mrs. Chu, after you two return home, don't forget to drink a glass of Chongyang wine!" Early this morning, she sent someone to send the chrysanthemum wine that had been brewed for a full year to several familiar mansions, presumably now the wine has been delivered.

An Ping naturally understood, turned his head to Mrs. Chu and smiled: "Mrs. Chu, it seems that this palace is really a blessed one." She blinked with a smile, as if to say, this future daughter-in-law of this palace is good, right?

"Your Highness is naturally blessed." Mrs. Chu smiled gently, "Ling Lang is so filial. As she spoke, her gaze looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and Duanmu Fei subconsciously followed her gaze as well.

A few feet away, on a winding stone staircase, a young man with a long body and a snow-colored robe walked briskly down the stairs and strode towards the Wangjing Pavilion.

The mountain breeze is blowing, the young man's robe is blown by the wind and flutters wantonly, and the hunting sound makes him seem to the jade tree in the wind, and there is quite a kind of free and uninhibited young chivalrous man in the poem.

Feng Yan also saw Duanmu Fei sitting in the gazebo, his eyes burning, but he was not surprised. Others don't know, but he knows that since Ah Ci's parents passed away, Ah Ci will come to this Wangjing Pavilion with Mrs. Chu every year during the Double Ninth Festival......

Thinking about it, Feng Yan's heart was slightly filled with pain, and he felt heartache for his Zhen Zhen.

He settled down, walked to the pavilion casually, saluted everyone, and his eyes stayed on Duanmu Fei for another moment, making An Ping, Mrs. Chu and Duanmu Jun all smile.

The three of them accidentally glanced at each other, and for some reason, the three of them all understood something.

"Mother," Feng Yan said to An Ping unconsciously, "...... It's ready. ”

The ninth day of September is the death day of Anping's imperial brother Emperor Chongming, every year, Anping will come here to worship the imperial brother, and today is no exception.

At the same time as Feng Yan's words fell, the air around him suddenly froze a little, and An Ping was still smiling slightly, but there was a faint sadness on his body.

An Ping stood up unhurriedly, stroked his skirt, and said to Duanmu Jun and Duanmu Fei with a smile: "Jun'er, Fei'er, you wait here for the palace, and the palace will come down to go to the market with you in a while." ”

"Your Highness, my sister and I are waiting for you here." Duanmufei nodded without hesitation, and couldn't help but think of the market with Anping last year, Anping's vision is unique, and it couldn't be more fun to go shopping with her, unlike her cousin......

Duanmufei couldn't help but dislike Li Tingyou again in his heart.

Duanmu Fei and Duanmu Jun got up and watched An Ping and Feng Yan climb the stone steps along the mountain......

"......

The mountain wind was constantly blowing, stirring the countless maple forests and swaying, like a flame burning all over the mountain.

Duanmu stared at the two snow-colored figures in the crimson, his eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes gradually became trance-like.

Duanmu Fei knew what their mother and son were going to do, and the palace change fifteen years ago, although few people mention it now, she had heard a lot from her grandfather, Mrs. Chu.

On this day fifteen years ago, it was the day of the palace today, the puppet emperor killed himself, and the mansion of the eldest princess of Anping was no longer glorious, and the entire Dasheng Dynasty was turned upside down in that short day and night.

Duanmu Fei looked at Anping's back and drifted away, and her heart was also infected with her melancholy, when the most important relatives encountered a life and death crisis, she also understood the feeling that she was powerless......

A layer of water faintly appeared in Duanmu's big dark eyes, she casually picked a leaf from the flowers next to the pavilion, wiped it with a handkerchief, raised her hand and put the green leaf between the pink cherry lips, and blew the leaf flute.

A beautiful and tactful sound of leaf flute sounded leisurely from the pavilion, drifting away with the mountain wind, faintly with a trace of sadness, a trace of comfort, a trace of gentle bondage......

The sound of the leaf flute is perfectly blended with the surrounding wind and birds, like a piece of music played by nature, ethereal and dreamy, as if it is near and far away.

Of course, An Ping and Feng Yan, who were walking on the mountain road, also heard the sound of the leaf flute, and both mother and son subconsciously stopped.

Feng Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly in the wind, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise lightly, and he blurted out: "It's Zhen Zhen......"

Anping had already turned around, and sure enough, he saw a girl in a crimson dress standing in the gazebo, the girl had half-closed eyes, and a green flute between her lips, which seemed to be warm and quiet, and a little lively and playful, indescribably beautiful and moving.

The little girl was obviously not yet eleven years old, and at this moment, Anping felt as if she had seen a girl standing up, like a bright moon and a delicate flower.

An Ping quickly retracted his gaze and looked at Feng Yan beside him, poor her stupid son was about to turn into a wife stone.

The corners of Anping's lips curled slightly, and she continued to walk up the mountain, her originally heavy mood suddenly became lighter, and she still had to think about how to help Ah Yan marry a daughter-in-law as soon as possible......

"Whoa......

Another gust of mountain wind blew violently, and the swaying of the branches and leaves on both sides of the mountain road seemed to respond to something.

By the time Anping and Feng Yan came back, it was already the beginning of their lives, Mrs. Chu and Mama Yu had already left, and only Duanmujun and Duanmufei sisters were left in the pavilion, and there was an extra pot of wild chrysanthemums beside them, and the wisps of pink petals trembled slightly in the wind, looking at the full flower shape and charming posture.

As soon as An Ping and Feng Yan entered the pavilion, there was a faint smell of incense and candles wafting in the wind.

Anping looked at the pot of chrysanthemums and raised his eyebrows slightly, Duanmu Fei explained with a smile: "Just now, there was a little sister who wanted to eat Chongyang cake, and her family took a dogwood sac to exchange it with me, and later someone exchanged a pot of chrysanthemum wine for a dogwood sac......"

Duanmu Fei counted his fingers and said, and after saying five or six things in a row, he said that a girl who dug chrysanthemums exchanged this pot of chrysanthemums for a paper kite, and she couldn't help but smile in a few words.

The pavilion was overflowing with Anping's laughter, and the old lady beside her had already seen it, and now, no one in the princess's mansion knew that in addition to the master, there was another Duanmu girl.

Duanmu cleared his throat, took out a string of delicate dogwoods from the side, handed it to Feng Yan and said, "Feng Gongzi, today is your birthday, just a small courtesy, not a respect." ”

Duanmu Fei didn't think of sending Feng Yan's birthday gift, but just now the little girl who was crying and asking for Chongyang cake to eat cried and said that today was her birthday, she just wanted to eat Jinshiji's Chongyang cake, Duanmu Fei suddenly thought of whether he should take advantage of Feng Yan's birthday to express his expression and curry favor with Feng Yan.

There is a saying that Chongyang planted dogwood, so she made a string of dogwood temporarily.

"Thank you, Fourth Duanmu." Feng Yan took it with a smile, pinched it in his hand and was stunned, only to realize that this was not a real dogwood at all, the green leaves were made of silk cloth, and the red dogwood was replaced by red coral beads, at first glance, it was vivid.

Feng Yan's gaze fell on the red coral beads that were bright red like blood, and he felt an inexplicable familiarity. He immediately thought of something, and looked at the double snail bun on Duanmu's scarlet head.

Sure enough, the pair of red coral beads she originally wore in her hair were missing one at the moment, and it was obvious that the string of dogwoods in his hand was made of her beads......

Bang bang bang!

Feng Yan's heart beat faster, his heart was beating like a drum, and he was indescribably happy, as if suddenly he and Zhen Zhen shared the same thing, and it seemed that there was a little secret between them that no one else knew.

Duanmu Fei was a little upset by Feng Yan's straight gaze, his breathing was slightly suffocated, and he said in his heart: Could it be that Feng Yan felt that his gift was too perfunctory?

In the next moment, I saw Feng Yan casually put the string of dogwoods in his hand on his ears, and the red and bright "dogwood" lined the young man's eyebrows picturesquely, and his complexion was compelling.

Duanmu Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and Anping knew that Feng Yan was afraid that he would be too happy to find the north, so he proposed casually: "Let's go down the mountain to the market, this time is the most lively time for the market, just go and join in the fun." ”

Although Duanmu Fei used to accompany Mrs. Chu to come here every year, it was just that Chu Qingci's health was not good, so the grandparents and grandchildren generally did not go to crowded places, and last year was the first time she visited the market here.

Duanmu smiled and agreed, and talked to Duanmu Jun about what she saw and heard in the market during the Double Ninth Festival last year, including the silk flowers she bought back at the market at that time.

“…… Sister, the 'Xiangshan Phoenix' silk flower I gave you last year was still picked by His Royal Highness for me. Duanmu Fei said with great interest, "I don't know if that stall is still ...... this year."

Duanmujun listened while secretly observing An Ping and Feng Yan, and felt that this mother and son were good...... However, she still has to take a closer look.

Thinking about it, Duanmujun also has a sense of mission with a heavy responsibility.

The four of them talked and laughed and came down from a certain mountain path to the southwest side of Qianfeng Mountain, however, the scene in front of them made Duanmu Fei and An Ping subconsciously stop their steps.

Obviously it is still the same place last year, obviously it is still the same market, this year's stalls are at least half less, and the stalls are empty between the stalls, which seems to be very depressed.

Although I didn't know what was going on, Duanmufei and his party thought that it would be difficult to come out to play, so they still strolled around casually.

The things sold in the market are almost the same as in previous years, all of which are chrysanthemum bonsai, paper kites, dogwood sacs, chrysanthemum wine, chongyang cakes and so on.

After visiting most of the market, I didn't see the silk flower stall, Duanmu Fei felt a little sorry in his heart, but An Ping and Feng Yan's interest was obviously very high, and after a while, the mother and son bought a lot of things, and Benxiao's body was full of cloth bags and baskets, and the original heroic and vigorous was gone.

Duanmu Fei looked at Ben Xiao with a sympathetic face, poor Ben Xiao just met such a master, in the future, he will definitely be very good to Feipin. She looked at Ben Xiao sincerely, trying to express her determination with her eyes.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a stall selling silk flowers in front of her, and her eyes lit up, and she pointed there and said, "Your Highness, sister, let's go see the silk flowers." ”

Women like beautiful jewelry, so the three of them walked towards the stall with great interest, and directly forgot about Feng Yan in place.

"Madam, two girls, please pick and choose at will." The stall owner was a young woman, in her twenties, with sallow skin and a somewhat haggard expression.

Duanmu Fei casually picked up a silk flower of "Pink Peach", and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became, so he asked casually: "Shop, did your family also come here to sell silk flowers last year?" ”

The young woman was stunned, then smiled and said, "Yes, we come here every year to sell silk flowers...... But in previous years, it was my man who came. Although the young woman was still smiling, there was a touch of bitterness in this smile.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, Duanmu Fei didn't ask much, and twisted up a big red silk flower, and was about to ask An Ping and Duanmu Jun's opinions, when he heard a sharp old female voice from behind the young woman piercing Duanmu Fei's ears:

"You money-loser, who let you eat Chongyang cake! Losing money is losing money, and you know that you waste your family's rations......"

Duanmu Fei looked up and saw an old woman in a blue dress with gray hair rudely wringing the ears of a five or six-year-old girl.

"Grandmother ......" The petite and thin girl sobbed and choked, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"Mother, don't scold Niuniu, I gave her food...... The young woman hurriedly rushed to the girl's side, grabbed the child, and said in a sluggling voice, with a hint of cowardice in her tone.

The old woman was even more angry when she heard this, pointing at their mother and daughter and scolding: "What to eat! I haven't sold a few silk flowers today, and my family is running out of food, so I still eat! ”

"Mother, Niuniu is still young, and when she still grows her body, ......"

"So you're going to starve me? Starved me to death, are you going to remarry?! The old woman cursed incessantly, describing it as hideous.

The young woman hugged her daughter tightly, her body shrinking uneasily.

Since the imperial court issued a conscription order, her sky has fallen!

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There were three shifts yesterday, and the monthly pass needs to be charged ~