Baolan took out Kangxi's holy will, walked from the side to the other side of Kangxi, and said coquettishly: "Long live the lord, this is close to the concubine's bedroom, and the concubine has a ready-made ......"

Without waiting for Baolan to finish speaking, Kangxi interrupted her words and reprimanded in a low voice: "I will teach the prince a lesson in the future, don't talk too much!" Haven't you heard of the former godson! With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Concubine Yu grabbed Kangxi's sleeve and glanced at Baolan sideways, hurriedly followed, and said softly and gently: "Long live the princess go to the palace of the concubine, the concubine stewed wild pigeon soup, and deliberately put the money mushroom that the lord loves to eat." ”

Kangxi didn't speak, and was helped away by Concubine Yu.

Baolan stood in place and watched the backs of Kangxi and Concubine Yu gradually walking away, and stomped her feet angrily, "Hmph! Kitsune! Look at my aunt and grandmother who will seize the opportunity to tear off your fox tail as a scarf to wear! ”。

Huai sleeve came out of Songhe Zhai, bypassed the back wall of Taiye Palace, walked to the lake along the way, and walked slowly along the lake.

The wind in the early autumn morning has been wrapped in a slight chill, looking into the lake, there are already withered yellow lotus leaves, thin lotus leaf stalks stand among the wide leaves that are still green, it seems shocking and sad, autumn is coming, this Chengde Pavilion is located in the shade, and the day of returning to the palace should be approaching.

Not far away, a few eunuchs on a light raft were salvaging the dried lotus leaves, looking at the piles of dry lotus that had been scooped up, and remembered Li Shangyin's two sentences: The autumn shade does not disperse, the frost flies late, and the dry lotus is left to listen to the sound of the rain.

Overhead, there were several light chirping sounds, and a few swallows happily flew towards Nan, watching the swallows gradually reduce into a few black spots in the sky, and muttered unconsciously: "After a while, the nest of swallows in the rain tower will probably move south and fly to the south...... I don't know if Ama and Eniang, who are far away in Saibei, are okay......"

When she returned to the rain viewing building with her sleeves, Jian Yue had already set up a few long shelves in the courtyard with a few girls and Fuquan according to her instructions yesterday, and spread a lot of thick linoleum on the ground.

Huai Sleeve approached and shook the shelf with his hand, it was very strong, and Jian Yue walked over: "It's all done according to the girl's instructions, and the weather is very good today." ”

Huai Sleeve nodded, walked to his room, Jian Yue asked, "Girl, can you have breakfast?" I'm ready to go. ”

"No need, Aunt Su Ma has left me to use it, you can go by yourself." Jian Yue nodded when she heard this.

He returned to his room and carried out the bundles of books that had been divided yesterday, and spread them out on the shelves.

These books are left by Kangxi when he originally set up the imperial study here, and he often extracted and read when he had nothing to do at night, and saw that many of them were mottled with mildew, and some even eroded the handwriting, and Huai Sleeve felt deeply sorry, so he took advantage of the good weather these days and decided to take out the books to dry.

A few girls also came to help after eating, and Huai Sleeve was not confined to these girls, allowing them to chat and be funny while doing things, and the yard was not lively for a while.

The crescent moon got up just now at this time, heard the laughter in the courtyard, and her curiosity was aroused, urging the palace maid to finish grooming, and when she came out of the room, she saw that the courtyard was full of all kinds of books, thick, thin, large, small, full of dazzling.

"Did Master take these books out to dry?" Crescent Moon walked up to Huai Sleeve and saw that Huai Sleeve was turning out the moldy pages of a book and placing it on the shelf.

Huai sleeve smiled: "Idle is also idle, the weather is fine these days, I saw that most of the books in the house were damp, so I thought about taking them out to dry." ”

The crescent moon smiled and teased: "Master will really live a life, which man will marry home in the future and enjoy happiness!" ”

Huai Sleeve smiled and glanced at the crescent moon and said, "I didn't have to say this to a big daughter like you, and my face was not red!" ”

The crescent moon argued: "What I said is true, now this is an example, my imperial uncle has a lot of silver, he doesn't care about these books, if they are broken, they will not be finished if they are bought again, who knows that when I meet such a delicate woman as the master, I will save him a lot of silver, and I will help you ask my imperial uncle for rewards another day!" ”

Huai Sleeve laughed when he heard this, and when he saw that it was almost all sun, he patted the dust and crescent moon on his hands and walked to the pear tree, and there was a palace maid next to him who put two futons on the ground.

Sitting on the ground with sleeves and crescent moons, watching the books in a yard being blown by the wind and turning the pages around, mixed with the sound of the wind blowing the leaves on the treetops, like an ensemble, the sound of books and leaves resonating together, but also harmonious and natural.

Huai Sleeve said: "I once read a story in a book, about a well-educated man named Hao Long, on the day of July 7, when the sun was blazing at noon, he was lying on his back in the courtyard, and the people passing by looked at him rarely, so they asked this Master Hao, what is this doing, what do you guess this Master Hao replied?" He asked, looking sideways at the crescent moon.

The crescent moon tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "Look for death!" ”

Huai Sleeve laughed when he heard this, pointed to the crescent moon and said, "You can figure it out!" ”

The crescent moon also smiled, but said with a reason: "Originally, on the seventh day of July, it was just noon, and the sun was poisonous like fire. ”

Huai Sleeve listened, nodded with a smile and said, "What you said also makes sense, but if he answers like this, it will be too prosaic, and naturally he will not be able to enter the book." ”

The crescent moon asked, "Then what did this Master Hao answer?" ”

Huai Sleeve said: "When others asked, this bachelor actually replied, 'I publish books'." ”

The crescent moon was puzzled: "What kind of book is this?" It's actually dried meat. ”

Huai sleeve smiled: "I didn't understand it at the time, but then I thought about it carefully, this Master Hao must be in a pretending to be in an amazing state, so as to attract passers-by to ask the reason, and then he said that amazing words 'I dry books'." If others are familiar with it and don't look at it, then this Bachelor Hao has patted the dust on his body a long time ago, and this Bachelor means to boast to his peers that his stomach is full of books. ”

After hearing this, the crescent moon reprimanded: "These pedantic literati will play tricks, to be honest, I don't like those Hanchens, and they pop up when they have nothing to do, all for the sake of showing off their knowledge, and the Taifu who taught me before is like this." ”

The crescent moon said, imitating a picture of a drooping old man, with his chin twisted in his hands, and his face squeezed out full of wrinkles, but it was somewhat similar. He leaned forward and closed his back with a smile.

The two were chatting lively, and a palace maid next to them came over, holding a food box in her hand, walked closer, bowed down and saluted: "The slave maid greets the crescent princess!" ”

The crescent moon was exempted, and when she saw the little palace maid, she asked, "Which palace are you from?" ”