It's a small courtyard with large sycamore leaves that shade the dappled dapples of the sun's rays. The breeze whispers through the bamboo, the stone steps are moss, and the woman moves the lotus step lightly.

Mengniang is still so beautiful.

"You're still so beautiful, you can still find such a good place." Shen Yuan laughed at herself, "Look at me? It's this step. ”

"What is this?!" Mengniang shook her head, "It's just that I'm afraid of a hard life." We...... The things you want are different. ”

Mengniang shook her head, she was so good, she didn't want to be sad. According to her own words, if she also makes a sad appearance, I am afraid that she will not be able to cry in tears on the two major water tanks.

Mengniang has the freedom of Mengniang.

"Come on in, I have two jars of good wine hidden in the trunk under my bed." Meng Niang smiled, "I guess you also drink." ”

Shen Yuan stood under the plane tree and stopped.

She can't bother Mengniang anymore. This woman, who has carefully managed her own small life all her life, has only pursued to live a better life and take better care of herself. Now, what do you want to do? Risking your life to take her in?

Shen Yuan felt that she couldn't bear this love now.

Mengniang also smiled at the moment, thinking that she understood what Shen Yuan thought. wrapped his hands around his still plump and soft breasts, and said with a slight smug and a little self-deprecating coldness, "Either you get in for me, or you leave." As long as you turn around and take a step outside, I will shout that Shen Yuan is here! Now in Anyang, who doesn't know that Shen Yuan's two names alone are worth a thousand gold. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try! ”

After speaking, he was obviously quite proud of his domineering.

"I really don't know how you made your master fall in love with you." Shen Yuan walked past her into the courtyard.

A sad parting came to his face. Shen Yuan's heart was sour.

It's not her mood.

Shen Yuan looked around the courtyard.

In front of the window of Xiaoxuan, the roses are entwined with withered vines, and the four corners of the white jade platform stand tall.

A blue wind chime hangs in the corner of the pavilion.

The wind blew, and the wind was gentle, but it did not make a sound.

Shen Yuan looked closely, and it turned out that Lingzhong was empty.

"Childe's surname, why is this here?"

"In Xia Bingli, the ...... of the Sun family, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites"

Shen Yuan was stunned.

Auditory hallucinations.

"Come in, what are you doing in the cold, it's cold outside."

It's winter again.

Shen Yuan calculated, he came to this life, and this was already the seventh winter.

Further inside, the courtyard suddenly opened up a lot. It turned out that Mengniang brought her in was naturally a side door.

There are a lot of maids and mothers-in-law.

Oh, this is the house of Sun Shuzaki, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Sun Shuqi she had never seen, for some unknown reason, not long after moving the capital to Anyang, Sun Shuqi wrote to ask for resignation. Because he was really old, Quan Wentian didn't say anything at that time.

When the first emperor died and Shen Yuan was dealing with political affairs, he would naturally not see Sun Shuqi, who had already resigned from the old government.

It stands to reason that the old man will return to his hometown, and he will return to his hometown. After the resignation, few people remained in the capital, and most of them would ask for a fallen leaf to return to their hometown.

Now Shen Yuan knows that the Sun family is originally from, which is actually Anyang.

Shen Yuan was taken to a room by Mengniang to rest.

"You can live here in peace, no one will care." Mengniang said.

"This can't work, you're tired of living a good life!" Shen Yuan refused.

After receiving a roll of the eyes from Mengniang, she heard Mengniang say, "Don't worry, wash up and rest first, and wait for me to tell you slowly." ”

Half a moment later, the one who appeared in front of Mengniang again was a handsome son.

"I haven't seen each other for two years, but my aunt and grandmother are more and more open, and they are so beautiful." Mengniang couldn't help but praise.

In fact, she is not a few years older than Shen Yuan, but she blindly likes to pretend to be big, and she is sophisticated when she raises her hands and feet everywhere.

"My lord may still want to see you, so you can live here with peace of mind, it's not that I'm a dreamer, or I'm impatient, it's that my lord is really good, and my second master is good to me, you will know when you see it."

Meng Niang's words were vague, but she finally kept the people.

It is more convenient to pretend to be a man than to act like an old woman. At least you can go faster and not be suspicious.

It was night, and Shen Yuan stayed in that small remote courtyard.

There is also a time when spring is in full bloom in this courtyard, and the small courtyard trees are sprouting new buds, and the roses under the trees are blooming pink. The girl in white on the swing under the tree against the background also had a pink face.

"Sun Bingli, do you like me?"

As soon as the girl stretched out her feet and kicked the ground, the swing swayed, and then rippled together, as well as her affectionate eye waves like autumn water.

To whom is this?

To whom is so gentle as water?

Who is this talking to?

Shen Yuan followed the girl's eyes and looked over, but suddenly there was a fog. I had to vaguely see a man looming behind the fog, but I couldn't see his face clearly.

Shen Yuan unconsciously stepped forward, anxious to see who was behind the fog.

Who knew that when the fog cleared with one step, there was a cliff of the sea of ink behind it. Shen Yuan stepped into the air and fell quickly from the cliff.

Steeply scared out of a cold sweat.

It turned out to be a dream.

When I opened my eyes, I found that it was already three poles the next day.

There was a girl waiting outside the door with a smile and saying that if the son woke up, he could go to the front yard, the master, the second master and Mrs. Meng were all there.

Lady Dream...... Shen Yuan didn't say much, if she had any questions, she could naturally ask Mengniang directly, huh...... Mrs. Dreams.

Just thinking about it, Meng Niang came in from the outside.

The old man and the second master went outside to meet the guests. You can rest assured that you will see you tomorrow.

Seeing Shen Yuan's expression, he added, "Trustworthy." ”

Shen Yuan said, "It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I'm afraid that it will affect you." ”

Mengniang sat down and said with a smile, not bothered. I didn't expect my aunt to have such a fate. I only told the second master that you are my long-lost brother in my mother's family.

Shen Yuan squirted out a mouthful of tea.

"What are you excited about, I see that you are pretending to be a man very well, just when the second master and the master talked about it, the private school at home happened to be on leave for a few days, let me ask you how many days you might teach on your behalf. I've already answered. ”

Shen Yuan squirted out another sip of tea, and choked again and again.

"This kind of misleading thing, how can you agree casually. Besides, who do private schools teach? ”

Mengniang poured her tea again, and said, "Don't worry, listen to me tell you slowly." ”

At this time, the lord called in the house is Sun Shuqi.

Sun Shuqi has a total of two sons and one daughter, and Mengniang is the second master in his mouth, which is Sun Shuqi's youngest son Sun Bingcheng, who has an idle position in the court. The first time I saw Mengniang in the capital, I had a deep love for Mengniang, and despite the opposition of my family, I insisted on taking Mengniang into the house.

Later, the second master's wife died of illness, and because of some things that happened in the house, the old man looked at this dream girl differently, so he ordered Sun Bingcheng to correct the dream girl.

Mengniang refused because of her identity.

However, the position of the wife of the second room has been vacant for Mengniang, and most of the affairs in the house are handled by Mengniang and the wife of the big house. Everyone in the house called her Mrs. Dream.

Mrs. Obo is also said to be a beauty. But the relationship with the uncle is not good. The uncle's name is Sun Bingli, but he is a martial arts capital, and now he is guarding the Baohe River.

Wait a minute......

Shen Yuan interrupted Mengniang and asked, "What's his name?" ”

Mengniang: "Who?" ”

Shen Yuan: "Uncle, what do you say your uncle's name is?" ”

Mengniang: "Sun Xian, Zi Bingli." I said he was a general. ”

……

"Childe's surname, why is this here?"

"In Xia Bingli, the ...... of the Sun family, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites"

"Sun Bingli, do you like me?"

Mengniang: "What's wrong?" ”

Shen Yuan shook his head lightly, it was just a dream, Xu is a coincidence, Xu is the name Sun Bingli where she accidentally saw it when she criticized it in the past.

Of the three children that Shen Yuan wanted to teach, two were left by Mengniang's husband's deceased wife, and because the uncle Sun Bingli had no children, these two boys became the lifeblood of the mansion.

I can rest assured that I will teach Mengniang to discipline, which can be regarded as a creation of Mengniang.

The other one is a girl. It was sent by Sun Shuqi's daughter.

Sun Shuqi's daughter Sun Bingxian's husband, this Sun Bingxian had a concubine when she didn't pass the door, and later died of illness, leaving only this one daughter.

Now Sun Bingxian and his wife are in other places due to the transfer of official positions, and the family has followed, but the former concubines are all children, and they are pinned on Sun Shuqi.

The little girl was very smart, although she was much younger than the two children, but she was very competitive in reading.

Read books for two hours a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

The cannibal mouth is short, and Shen Yuan really went to teach for Mr. Sun Jiadu. Fortunately, all three children of seven or eight years old are very well-behaved.

The only thing that worries Shen Yuan is that Ziliang secretly hid the dead rat on the platform of her teaching capital, and Ziyu secretly poured chili water into her teapot.

Shen Yuan taught wholeheartedly. It's rare to be idle.

On this day, because he wanted to teach a lesson in the Great Classic of Mountains and Seas, Shen Yuan did not learn this part well, because all the masters at that time felt that as an emperor, this Classic of Mountains and Seas could be passed, so now it is less hated when the book is used.

It just so happens that there is a study room in the place where Shen Yuan lives, and there is a lot of books in it. So in the afternoon of this day, Shen Yuan wanted to go in and look for it. The Book of Mountains and Seas is not a book of importance, but it is not available here.

The study room has been unused for a long time, and the bookshelves are covered with layers of dust. Shen Yuan looked over row by row, and suddenly stepped on something under his feet, and looked down at it, it was a booklet called "Lianghua Ci".

I couldn't help but pick it up curiously, and reached for it, a small note.

The big dream is empty, and the lonely shadow shines in the sky.

The white horse passed through a dream, and met in a dream.

Shen Yuan reached out to pick it up, and his fingers touched the Du Na paper, with a faint fragrance of Du Rose flowers.

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty was not a certain dynasty in Shen Yuan's cognition, the people at that time also paid attention to the neatness of the battle when composing poems. Like this, it's chic.

Looking at the handwriting, it is impossible to tell whether it is from a man or a woman.

It's just that it's a little too sad.

And sad, and strong.

The word tragic, if it is pressed on a woman, is really a bit miserable.

For some reason, Shen Yuan suddenly thought of the woman in white in her dream.

When I opened the booklet again, I saw the same handwriting in the corner, writing a person's signature: Susu.