Duanmu Fei was a little surprised in her heart, she didn't expect to hear about Yongchang Bofu from Jin Se's mouth, and then remembered what happened at the birthday banquet that day, she couldn't help but sigh with embarrassment. *With* Dream *Small* said .lā If this ordinary family is looking for a concubine room for the prince in the house, it is also selected from the family children, but the Yongchang Bofu wants to buy a maid from outside to go back, and there are ** ulterior reasons behind this......

Duanmufei picked up the teacup again, and her eyes flashed.

This Liu Jinse is really pitiful, it doesn't hurt to be able to help, but listening to her words, there is a bit of neither humility nor arrogance, if it is not necessary, she is unwilling to call herself a slave, obviously her heart is a little high, according to what her grandmother Mrs. Chu once said, such a person is too heavy-minded, his loyalty is limited, and he is not suitable for personal service.

However, since Duanmu Fei decided to keep her that day, he had already expected this.

Let's use it first.

"Then you can serve me with pen and ink in the future." Duanmu Fei said as he walked to the bookcase.

Jin Se responded, and his half-hung heart finally let go, and immediately stepped forward to lay paper for Duanmu scarlet ink.

The faint scent of ink spread in the room, and the sunset outside completely fell unconsciously, and the sky gradually darkened.

In the night, the crescent moon is like a hook, faintly emitting a ghostly light, the moonlight is hazy, and the cicadas are chirping...... It was as if three nights had passed at once.

In the anticipation of the whole of Beijing, the third day of the seventh month has finally arrived.

The Dasheng Dynasty has been more than 100 years, and today, it has long been heavy on literature and light on martial arts, so it is also important to pay attention to "first to strategy, followed by martial arts", if the martial arts people who participate in the martial arts department are not qualified in the written test of answering the policy, they can not participate in the subsequent martial arts test.

Compared with the liberal arts examination to be in the examination room for three days and three nights to come out, the answer of the martial arts is obviously much easier, thousands of martial arts people enter the examination room in the morning of the same day, and they can come out in the afternoon, during this time, the outside of the examination room is surrounded by water, and the family members or slaves of those candidates are waiting everywhere.

The next day, that is, on the fifth day of the seventh month, the military department posted a yellow list, and 500 people on the list could participate in the martial arts test on the following July 13.

Mama Zhang took the two little maids to see the Yellow List early in the morning, and in a sea of people, she finally found Li Tingyou's name among the dozens of people in the Yellow List.

Mama Zhang hurriedly returned home to tell the two girls the good news, and said happily: "...... The martial arts of several uncles are all first-class, the tiger father has no dogs, and the martial arts of the young master of the third table must also be top-notch. ”

Duanmujun also echoed with a smile, but Duanmufei frowned, a little surprised by this result.

She had never seen Li Tingyou, but she remembered that her grandfather, Mrs. Chu, had repeatedly praised the children of the Li family for being both civil and military. Li Tingyou is only 14 years old this year, and it stands to reason that he is not in a hurry to take the test, since the Li family let him go alone to Beijing to catch the exam, he must have the confidence to take this subject.

That being the case, how could his literary test only pass the line?

Is it a malfunction, or is it ......

Duanmu's scarlet eyes flashed slightly, and then thinking that Li Tingyou had never been to Shangshu Mansion so far, he couldn't help but think about it.

The sword has no eyes, and it is inevitable that the army will be wounded when marching and fighting...... Could it be that Li Tingyou is not willing to come, but "can't come"?

"Sister," Duanmu said to Duanmu Jun with a smile, "I'll bring some gifts to Xiangyun Lane to congratulate Cousin You, right?" "My sister still cares a lot about the Li family, so let's go and see for herself.

Duanmujun was stunned, there was no Li family on the side of Xiangyun Lane, she was thirteen years old, it was not appropriate to visit her cousin without the accompaniment of her elders, and her sister was young, so it was okay.

Duanmu Jun rubbed the top of his sister's hair and said with a smile: "Zhenzhen, then you will congratulate my cousin on my behalf." ”

Duanmu crimson sound should fall.

After a stick of incense, a green canopy carriage left the house from the corner gate on the side of Duanmu Mansion, speeding all the way, driving through several lively streets, and then turning into a quiet alley.

There are no passers-by in the alley, and the road is as quiet as if it were a paradise with lush foliage sticking out from behind the walls, and the shade of the trees shielding it from the scorching sun.

The carriage didn't stop until the bottom of the alley, and Pothos went over and knocked on a corner door.

Hearing that it was the cousin of Duanmu Shangshu Mansion who was visiting, the porter hurriedly opened the door to welcome the carriage in, and sent his mother-in-law to report to Li Tingyou.

The mother-in-law panted and ran to the Qiubai Zhai in the outer courtyard, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the east room.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy sat on an arhat bed, his robe open, one shoulder exposed. The young man's hair is black, his complexion is slightly darker, his sword eyebrows are starry, and there is a sunny heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which is wanton and bright.

A young man dressed in a teal skit carefully bandaged the wound on his left shoulder.

"Third Young Master," the mother-in-law said breathlessly after she came in, "The fourth cousin girl from Duanmu Shangshu Mansion is here, saying that she wants to congratulate the third young master on passing the answer." ”

"Duanmu Fei?" When Li Tingyou heard this, he raised his head suddenly, this move was too violent, and it involved the injury, making him gasp in pain, and his handsome facial features were a little distorted.

Li Tingyou took a few deep breaths and returned to normal.

He stood up, pulled up the front of his robe, and said nonchalantly, "Let someone bring her here." "Since all the people have come, he cannot fail to see them.

Li Tingyou made a gesture, and the little guy in Tsing Yi retreated with the medicine box.

He sat down on the Luohan bed again, and ordered another servant to light incense in the room, and the incense mixed with a faint lotus incense soon spread around, washing away the original smell of medicine.

After a while, I heard the sound of saluting and footsteps outside, followed by the sound of curtains being raised, and the mother-in-law who had just come to report the news led a little girl of about nine years old in.

She was wearing a pink origami floral carved silk gown, with a rose-red embroidered dress underneath, pink and tender, like a small flower bone, with a bit of rich fragrance rushing to her face.

Li Tingyou raised his eyes and looked Duanmu Fei up and down, his eyes flashed, and he recalled some past events in his mind.

When the Li family left Mozhou to go to Minzhou, Li Tingyou was only six years old, and he only vaguely remembered that the little cousin of the Duanmu family was a little baby with big eyes, and there was a pair of cute pear vortices when he smiled.

Duanmu Fei stepped forward and looked around quietly.

Although the Li family's house has been empty for more than ten years, judging from the furnishings in the house, it is obviously well maintained.

Duanmufei's nose moved, walked closer, and saluted Li Tingyoufu: "Cousin You." ”

Duanmu looked at him with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, cute and innocent.

"You're a scarlet cousin, right? Sit down and talk. Li Tingyou hooked his lips and smiled, his slightly raised chin revealing the unique arrogance of a young man.

Duanmu sat down on the circle chair beside her, and a girl in Tsing Yi came over to serve her hot tea, and the fragrance of tea lingered, adding a fragrance to the complicated smelling room.

Duanmu Fei picked up the hot tea, and a faint orchid fragrance came to his nose, which was the best Tieguanyin.

After taking a few sips of hot tea, Duanmu Fei only felt that the mouth was mellow and sweet, and the sweetness was long, and she hooked her lips and smiled with satisfaction.

After putting down the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, Duanmu said with a smile: "I heard early in the morning that Cousin You has passed the answer, so I came to congratulate my cousin." As she spoke, the green pothos on the side lifted the food box in her hand and handed it to the girl in Tsing Yi who served tea.

Li Tingyou replied with a smile: "Thank you cousin." ”

"Cousin should thank me." Duanmu Fei nodded solemnly, and did not spare the circle, and said directly, "If I didn't come, I wouldn't know that my cousin was so badly injured." ”

Hearing this, Li Tingyou's eyes widened in surprise, and he blurted out, "How do you know?" ”

Duanmu Fei looked at him and said: ""Zhou Li, Heavenly Official" has a cloud: Whenever you heal your wounds, attack them with five poisons. ”

She was sure that the smell emanating from Li Tingyou's body contained the five poisons, namely stone gall, dansha, realgar, qishi and cishi. Just as she guessed, Li Tingyou was indeed injured in Jiangcheng.

Duanmu Fei said bluntly: "Cousin, do you still want to participate in the martial arts test in a few days?" "The answer that just ended is the literary test, and you only need to pick up the pen and write, just like that, because of the injury that affected his performance, it is conceivable that this injury must not be light. The next martial arts test is a direct real sword, and with his current situation, victory or defeat is not suspense at all.

Without waiting for him to answer, Duanmu Fei continued to say, "...... He even didn't hesitate to use 'ghost sorrow'. ”

Although this "ghost sees sorrow" can temporarily paralyze the pain and cure the external injury, but the medicine is too violent, hurting the internal organs and damaging the essence and blood, and it is classified as a great poison in the medical book.

Even "ghosts and sorrows" know? Li Yanyou's whole person froze, and the hand on his knee couldn't help but clench into a fist.

"Cousin." Duanmu Fei said helplessly, "The martial arts test is once every three years, so why rush for a while." ”

Li Tingyou's dark and clear eyes were opposite Duanmu Fei's eyes, and he paused for a moment before he said lightly: "This matter has nothing to do with you!" ”

If it weren't for the encounter with that guy Jiang Bandit, Jinke wouldn't be a problem at all, it was obviously a matter of nine out of ten, but he wanted him to give up, how could this be possible!

As he spoke, he reached out and wanted to take the tea cup on the desk to serve tea to the guests, but found that there was no tea at hand, his face turned blue, and he called angrily: "Where's the tea?!" ”

"Slave...... The slave and maid went to pour tea. The girl in Tsing Yi on the side responded crampedly and hurriedly entered the blue yarn cupboard.

Li Tingyou's face was a little embarrassed, and he added in a stiff tone: "You are a little girl, just take care of yourself." ”

The atmosphere in the room was slightly congealing.

The other party obviously plans to serve tea to the guests, Duanmu Fei is not an uninteresting person, she glanced at Tieguanyin with nostalgia and a small half cup left, stood up, stroked her skirt, and said with a blessing: "Cousin Yu is unwell, then I won't bother much, I hope my cousin is good to think about it, is it to get the martial arts champion to earn the scenery at this time, or to change the hidden injuries of the body, in the future, I can't lift the knife, I can't pull the bow, and I won't be able to fight on the battlefield from now on?!" ”

Li Tingyou's pupils shrank as if he had been stabbed by an arrow, and his thin lips pursed.

And Duanmu Fei smiled as if he hadn't seen it: "Cousin Yu is recuperating for a long time, so you don't have to send it off!" ”

Duanmu Fei turned around and left directly with the pothos, ignoring Li Tingyou's complicated and turbulent eyes.

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