"Ji Xiaoming, how did you do it?"

——

Su Cardamom went out of Li's house and returned to Ji Shu and them with the feeling of being ridiculed by everyone.

I cried, and I couldn't tell what the flowers had become.

Su Cardamom walked out of the door and hid her face.

It is inconvenient to clean in Li's house, so it is necessary to get the nearest pond to clean it well.

It just so happened that Ji Shu and the others were waiting at the nearest pond.

Seeing her coming, A-Ning immediately greeted her with surprise in her eyes.

"Sister Su!"

"Ah Ning don't pay attention to me first!" Su Cardamom staggered A-Ning's enthusiasm, raised his feet and ran towards the water's edge.

"What's wrong?" A-Ning was puzzled, and retracted his hand holding a small bronze mirror depressedly, "Mirror ......"

Ji Shu: "I'm afraid I'm worried about my face makeup." Su Cardamom, you might as well take a self-portrait by the water! ”

Su Cardamom resisted in her heart, and muttered in her mouth: Anyway, it doesn't hurt to stand and talk. …… Anyway, it's even uglier if you're squatting at the water's edge!

Putting down the water that was stirred up, Su Cardamom stretched out his head and glanced at the water - Mom! Who's this?

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that an hour ago, Ji Zhenming dressed her as Lian'er, and Lian'er's face reflected in the water happened to be staring at her!

After washing his face with tears, there were no flowers on his face!

- "Ji Zhenming, how did you do it?" ”

Is it waterproof?

It was a surprise and a delight.

"It's not a difficult thing to do,—— I gave you a face towel, just wipe it lightly and you can remove your makeup." Ji Shu reminded.

Su Cardamom's face turned red: "Oh, I forgot." ”

A-Ning thought on the side: Sister Su only has Brother Shu in her eyes, and her eyes are warm.

Yu Qian'er banged the horsewhip on the side, pretending to complain: "Don't forget that there are two more people here." ”

Ji Shu coughed lightly and went to lead the horse.

Su Cardamom turned his back silently, took out the face towel in his arms to remove the makeup on his face, and washed his face with water, and then went ashore and walked with A-Ning's arm.

A Ning: "Sister Su, what do you think of Brother Shu?" ”

Cardamom Su: "Very good! ”

The tone was unhesitating.

Anin chuckled.

"Well, I also think Brother Shu is very good, handsome and capable, smart and tight!" A-Ning put his mouth close to Su Cardamom's ear and said in a low voice, "Brother Shu doesn't seem to have a favorite girl yet." Dad and Ah Niang have not yet proposed marriage for Brother Shu. ”

Only then did Su Cardamom realize that A-Ning's question had other meanings, no, it clearly meant something.

Thinking of this layer, Su Cardamom was a little embarrassed, and her cheeks flushed with a layer of ruddy.

"Okay Aning, thank you. Do you know what kind of girl Ji Zhenming likes? ”

After asking, I was expectant and nervous, and my breathing was light.

"I grew up with Brother Shu, and although he rarely mentions these things, it seems that at present, he probably prefers to be an independent, unbridled, affectionate and righteous woman! Forgive my brother for ...... you."

Cardamom opened her eyes wide and listened.

…… Suddenly, she didn't wait for A-Ning to continue, grabbed A-Ning's hand, and solemnly and eagerly interrupted: "A-Ning, don't say it!" ”

A-Ning was a little surprised, she looked at Su Cardamom's eyes, there was passionate longing in those eyes, and there were also tangled contradictions.

"Either way, I want to find out for myself."

Such a Su cardamom suddenly made A Ning feel a little distressed, and she nodded to Su Cardamom and said, "Okay." ”

The sky is high and the clouds are light.

Gyeongju.

For a few days, the prosperous royal capital was full of jubilation. From the top to the king, to the bottom to the people, they are all looking forward to the victorious return of Li Zhun, the general of the expedition to the northwest.

The good news came that the whole country was boiling.

It is said that the king has ordered the Ministry of Rites to prepare a grand suburban labor ceremony, just waiting for them to arrive in the suburbs of Jingzhou.

The victorious army belongs to the abyss.

The news of the victory will always grow wings to spread, the big wings have not yet flown to a farther place, and the fermented news will once again give birth to a variety of strange small wings, which will be transformed into a legendary story through the mouth of people, spreading in the streets and alleys of the royal capital, and becoming the talk of the people in the streets and alleys after tea and dinner.

The battle in the northwest was won, and the eager northwest wolf was pulled out of its claws, and had to flee with a whimper.

Some people even say that the general is an invincible god of war.

At this time, Li Zhun, the third prince of the remarkable Shangyuan general, was closing his eyes in the carriage on the way home. His face was tired and his brows were furrowed from overthinking.

There are still two days to go when we arrive in the suburbs of Jingzhou.

This time, the day of his return was the time to surrender his military power. Half of Shangyuan's military power has been in his hands for more than ten years, and it is time to hand it over. He is a prince and a nobleman. It is impossible to stay on the frontier for the rest of your life.

It is also impossible to hold military power for the rest of your life.

After the war, it will be handed over to the king.

Before he set out on the expedition, his father talked to him.

Junshang's health is not as good as before.

Even for the sake of Shangyuan, he must be relieved of his military power.

Or for the crown prince to ascend the throne smoothly.

The man who wields a heavy army is a sharp sword, and it is double-edged.

Politics needs conspiracy, and conspiracy comes from the hearts of the people.

For a prince with heavy troops, a prince with military merits and prestige, it is a little difficult to say the pros and cons of heavy troops, and it is a little difficult to distinguish between good and bad.

For some people, he is like a sharp thorn in the throat that is difficult to swallow.

This time, it was really not easy for Shangyuan to win a difficult victory and win a big victory, he was not iron-clad, and he was tired.

If you don't give up, you have to give up.

I'm afraid he will be dormant when he returns to the royal capital.

But how do you hibern?

The sky over the royal capital is always turbulent and cloudy.

……

Intramuros.

Twin Lakes in West Beijing. The weather is sunny and windless.

The surface of the huge lake is as level as a mirror.

Twin lakes are named Twin Lakes because there are two small islands in the middle of the lake. The two islands are almost the same size, with a pontoon bridge connected to them. The difference is that one island has a pavilion and observation deck, and another island has daylilies and two acacias.

The pavilion on the island is called the Pavilion of the Qing Yuan; Daylilies and acacia probably take the meaning of "daylilies relieve worries, and acacia is angry".

In short, the twin lakes sound and look beautiful and friendly.

At this time, there was a handsome man dressed in white sitting in the Qing Pavilion, with the Yueming Sword on his left hand, and a small porcelain cup with jade snow in his right hand.

He looked into the distance, unaware of what he saw in the twilight, and then lifted the porcelain cup in his hand and took a sip.

"Bai Mei, when do you say Xiao Shu Aning and they will arrive?" The man in white spoke lightly.

Oh, yes, there was another person next to the handsome man in white, and this person was also quite handsome, but he sat in the faint shadow of the pavilion pillar, and he was not seen for a while.

The young man named Baimei snorted a few times, but he didn't know what to say.

The white-clothed boy looked puzzled, turned his head to look, and found that Bai Mei had fallen asleep against the pavilion pillar.

He shook his head, unable to understand that he could fall asleep like this.

However, after a while, Bai Yi actually smiled to himself. He suddenly remembered when his junior brother was a child.

In the past, they would pick up sesame seeds together on the stone bench in Dunmin Temple every summer afternoon, and Xiao Shu would occasionally doze off with his chin propped up. At first, he pretended to sit well, and after a while, his little head began to peck at rice like a chicken, and he lit it with rhythm one after another. Perhaps a little bit ruthless, he suddenly opened his confused eyes in fright, glanced at the sesame seeds in front of him, picked up a few in a daze, and then continued to peck at the rice. Yu Qian'er, who loves mischief, has the best energy at this time, he grabbed a few dogtail grass from the garden outside, stared at Xiao Shu's nose intently, took the grass and gently scratched the tip of his nose and nostrils, itching Xiao Shu wrinkled his nose, and after wrinkling his nose was still itchy, he rubbed it with his hands in a daze. After doing this three times, in the end, Xiao Shu really couldn't sleep, and began to play with Yu Qian'er in his spirits.

Sometimes he didn't bother to pay attention to those two guys, and just continued to pick up sesame seeds as if he had nothing to do, and sometimes he couldn't stand them anymore, so he put away the sesame seeds and went back to the study, out of sight. As soon as he left, the two guys stopped making trouble. Knowing that there is a big trouble, it is impossible for the senior brother to endure it......

Ji Mo, the handsome boy in white, took another sip of tea.

After the Shangyuan Festival, he left Jijiabao and came to Jingzhou, and it has been almost a year.

There is the business of the Ji family in Lin'an, and the same is true in Jingzhou.

The Ji family's disguise technique is the best in the world, and naturally they are also familiar with all kinds of folk mask making: adults, children, theater troupes, jugglers, excellent lings, Qinglou, etc., of course, there are also some customized top mask decorations. Masks are different, the use is different, for ordinary people to buy masks just for fun, the image of the mask is mostly the people in the customs of life like to see the characters or animals - fairies, ghosts, cows, horses, chickens, pigs, dogs...... Colorful; In special industries such as opera troupes, excellent performances, and Qinglou, masks are worn just to arouse the sensual interest of the rich and wealthy. To put it bluntly, it's just to survive.

Ordinary masks can be papier-mâché, cloth-covered, wood-carved, stone-carved, and beaten with iron; The high-end mask making process is much more complicated: pure gold or pure silver, gold and silver hollowed, gemstone glazed on top, beaded and jade, decorated with flower shells, glued with emerald feather silk; Comprehensive, half-faced, frontal...... The material comes in a variety of shapes. Some people are so interested that they even make a mask in the shape of a flower, a fox's tail, and an eye...... The beautiful, mild, ugly, and thriller often depend on the tastes and mood of the mask-maker.

In short, whether it's playing, collecting, self-use, or giving away, there's always a business about masks.

…… Of course, these are different from the mask making that Ji Mo, Ji Shu, and Yu Qian'er learned in Jijiabao.

One is more skillful, and the other is more impressive.

are all embodying the essence of the mask.

One can be bought and customized openly, but the other has to be discussed privately.

The Ji family's business in Jingzhou is to make (customize) all kinds of masks.

It's all open-faced business.

The young man who fell asleep, Bai Mei, was the son of Bai Jingshi, the big shopkeeper of the Ji family's "Thousand Faces Pavilion" in Jingzhou.

The white-eyed people are funny, shrewd, and good at arithmetic.

At this time, it was getting late, and the cold was everywhere, and Ji Mo put down the porcelain cup. Rise.

I received a letter from home yesterday, and the junior brothers who haven't seen me for many years are coming!