Huai Sleeve and Rong Ruo chatted freely until dawn that day before returning home. But because she didn't know where she was late at night, the house was already boiling.

Seeing that Huai Sleeve had returned safely, Zhu Hetana was overjoyed and angry, and was reluctant to blame her heavily, so she banned her feet for a month as a punishment.

Although his sleeves have been stuffy in the house all month long, he is extremely bored, but every time he thinks about chatting with Rong Ruo that night, he feels very happy.

He was both drunk that night, and at first he only talked about the Lu family, and then he chatted about the sea and the north, ancient and modern scriptures and history, and poetry and rhetoric.

Rong Ruo's erudition really made Huai Sleeve admire, since the teacher Wu Hancha returned to Ningguta, Huai Sleeve has not met such a full of learning people for a long time, that day back to the city, Rong Ruo sent her to the door of the house, said goodbye with a smile, and the previous grievances were exhausted, so that Huai Sleeve had a sense of regret.

On this day, the period of confinement with sleeves expired, so I couldn't wait to change my clothes, took the snow geese out of the house, and found a quiet place in the Zifeng Building early to sit down. Huai Sleeve has already asked the little people in the house to inquire, and she has been singing the Peking Opera "Zhaojun Out of the Plug" these days, which is her favorite bridge.

The opening gongs and drums were noisy, and the actor who played Zhaojun was actually a male dan, but his singing voice was soft and hearty, and it was very tasteful. As soon as the play started, a few people came in from outside the door. Huai Sleeve saw at a glance that one of them was Nalan Rongruo, and he was quite excited in his heart.

Rong Ruo walked behind, and walking in front was a young man, this man was dressed in a stone blue robe, embroidered with a pattern of Jiangya sea water in the gold thread palace, and a bright edge in the middle of the mille-feuille sandals. An emerald jade pendant hangs from his waist, and on the other side hangs a purse with delicate embroidery, holding a sandalwood fan. Although this person has a pleasant face, his eyes are calm and awe-inspiring, which is completely different from Rong Ruo's modest temperament.

Xiao Anzi followed the other, and the attendant whose lips were so clean that he didn't even have stubble followed last, the attendant had a saber hanging from his waist, and the hilt of the knife in his hand, and his expression was serious and alert.

Nalan also saw Huai Sleeve, and saw that there was an empty seat next to her, so he led the man over. The four of them sat down, looked at each other with their sleeves and smiled, which was regarded as a greeting.

Everyone watched the play separately, and the opera garden was originally a noisy place with many people, during which some people sang to each other from time to time, and the words of the play were full of words.

The singing section is approaching**, Zhaojun evened out the exquisite makeup, and when he saw Emperor Han Yuan, although Emperor Han Yuan was reluctant, he had no choice but to send the beautiful Zhaojun to the car for a long journey......

The elegant singing voice renders the sad and tragic parting sorrow vividly, and the emotions of the audience are also involved in the long past.

At this time, suddenly a scholar couldn't hold back, stood up excitedly and praised with emotion: "The women in the world should have such a strong temperament as Zhaojun!" As soon as these words came out, most of the male guests echoed them.

Huai Sleeve is contemptuous and pro-behavior, every time I read this history, for the weak and incompetent Han Yuan Emperor, I hate it, and I have no sense of pity. Suddenly hearing this cowardly remark, he couldn't control his emotions for a while, and stood up suddenly, and Xue Yan exclaimed: "Childe, you ......"

Facing the scholar who was still sighing with emotion, he shouted: "Thanks to you, a scholar, a gentleman's integrity, and a husband's Lang Lang feelings standing up to the sky, can you read it to pay tribute to the Wudao Temple?" ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the side, and Rong Ruo and the man at the adjacent table also looked at him.

Everyone watched, and the scholar saw that Huai Sleeve openly refuted him, and his words were sharp, and his face immediately couldn't hang up, and he also refuted: "Since ancient times, women have been like fierce women, is what I said wrong?" ”

Huai Sleeve snorted coldly: "This is naturally good, but as a big husband, wealth can only be taken directly, not in the bend, I think it is the foundation of all the learned people!" ”

When the man heard this, he looked sideways at his sleeve, and his lips couldn't help but smile playfully.

"Hah! It's really a strange talk, according to what you say, it is still a big mistake for Zhaojun to marry far away! Not to be outdone, the scholar asked rhetorically, his tone quite ironic.

Huai Sleeve was also very calm, and asked rhetorically: "It's like if you fight with someone, if you can't beat someone, why don't you pay your wife to someone else?" ”

When the people around heard Huai Sleeve's words, they all laughed, and some even slapped their palms and cheered. The scholar blushed.

Rong Ruo saw the people next to him coaxing, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The last time I fought here, this time I argued with others, this little girl is really a troublemaker! I don't know what happened this time?

The scholar was in a hurry for a while, and couldn't find a suitable reason to refute it, so he simply moved out the eight-strand text and said: "The ancients said: With thousands of years of civilization in China, the people are the first earth, and they are inevitably close to beasts, who is ashamed? Ran said: The rise and fall of the world, the cheapness of the husband. If the sages are still like this, can't a woman make this sacrifice for the country? ”

When Huai Sleeve heard this, he knew that this was a pedantic scholar, and he should be taught to open his mind. Slightly curled his apricot eyes, looked directly at the scholar, and said without giving an inch: "Unless those sages in your mouth also admit that since ancient times, men's rivers and mountains have been indispensable to women's contributions, but it's a pity that generations of kings are men, and they are ashamed to admit this!" ”

Rong Ruo heard her say this, frowned, looked sideways at the man next to him, and saw that he was always smiling gently, and couldn't help but be secretly anxious in her heart: This girl is simply open-mouthed, she dares to say anything, how can she talk about the words of "king" casually, and if you don't get it right, it will lead to suspicion and cause trouble.

When the people around heard Huai Sleeve's assertion, they all quietly silenced. But I still applaud her superb theory in my heart, but the word "king" is taboo.

When the scholar heard this, he came to his senses, as if he had grasped the handle and could be ashamed, and pointed to his nose and screamed: "You are talking about the fallacy of the monarch, you should let the government take you!" ”

Huai Sleeve only knew that he was exhausted, so he moved out of the official mansion to oppress people. He didn't pay attention to it, but only squinted at the scholar with a smug face.

Rong Ruo was afraid that the scholar would be angry and make things bigger, and seeing that Huai Sleeve didn't seem to know the seriousness of the matter, he suddenly got up and shouted: "What are you talking nonsense, sit down and listen to the play!" ”

Huai Sleeve still looked proud, his chin was slightly raised, and he looked at Rong Ruo and said, "What?" Am I wrong? ”

Rong Ruo saw that she looked like she didn't know the height of the sky, she was completely annoyed, she sank her face, and reprimanded loudly: "I'll let you sit down, you ......" Rong Ruo said halfway, only to see the man sitting next to him waving his hand gently, Rong Ruo hurriedly closed his mouth, the man looked at his sleeve with a light smile, and asked in a harmonious voice: "In your opinion, what do you think is the right thing to repay this Wang Zhaojun?" ”

Huai Sleeve smiled slightly, and recited in his mouth: "In the history of the Han family, the clumsy plan is to be friendly. The community is based on the Lord, and the safety is entrusted to the woman. How can you look jade, and you will be able to clean the sand and dust, and the bones of the ground for thousands of years, who will be the assistant minister. ”

"Well said!" When the man heard this, he couldn't help but get up and cheer.

Seeing him holding his own field, Huai Sleeve arched his hand at the man with a smile, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Rong Ruo standing next to him with a slight anger on his face, staring at her with a wrinkled face.

Seeing his expression, Huai Sleeve tilted his chin more and more proudly, turned back to Xue Yan and said, "After the play is over, we should go back too." The words fell, and he was about to leave, when the man asked again: "I don't know which young man of the house your nobleman is?" ”

Huai sleeve said casually: "I am a distant cousin of the military department Shangshu Malhan, fortunately!" After speaking, he gave a slight salute and took Xue Yan away.

The man looked at the back of his sleeves and whispered to Rong Ruo: "Although this little boy is young, he has a bit of a celebrity in his temperament, you called his name just now, do you know him?" ”

Rong Ruo hurriedly replied: "It's considered an acquaintance, because I always play chess with Master Ma on weekdays, so I've met a few times." Rong Ruo pondered repeatedly in his heart whether to tell him whether to disguise himself as a woman with sleeves. But thinking about it the other way, Huai Sleeve just replied like that, it was already a bully, so he simply made a mistake!

"What's his name?" The man asked again.

"Back to the third master, this person's name is Huai Sleeve."

The man smiled and nodded slightly. praised: "I really didn't expect that there would be such a character in the Malhan family." After that, he smiled and said, "Let's go, it's not too early, we should go back, today's play is a bit interesting." ”

★★★

The weather these days is also strange, every afternoon there is always a burst of rain, lingering until the evening. Every day, like a rule. I woke up from a nap with my sleeves, and my sleepy eyes floated to the sky through the bead curtain, and I saw the clouds in the distance piling up layer by layer.

Su Er and Xue Yan, who were sitting at the door chatting and doing embroidery work, saw that Huai Sleeve woke up and got up to serve.

Xue Yan handed over the tea, sat on the edge of the bed with her sleeves in her arms and ate a few bites. Su'er brought the washing water and soaked the towel to wash her sleeves.

Huai Sleeve took the towel and wiped his face, feeling much clearer, got up and walked to the desk to prepare to read and practice.

Xue Yan used a drip pot to add water to the stone inkstone and began to grind the ink. The room was suddenly filled with the elegant fragrance of Hui ink.

"That day in Zifeng Tower, I can be regarded as having seen our little Gege's knowledge, and now that I think about it, I feel very proud!" When Xue Yan was grinding, she recalled that day in Zifeng Tower, and she was extremely excited about the wonderful debate with the scholar in her arms.

Su'er was adding new tea, and when she heard Xue Yan say this, she couldn't help but be curious: "What did you do outside when you went out all day?" I listened to it all earth-shattering, the last time I used my fists and feet, this time it was a debate, tell me about it, I was bored in the house all day, and I couldn't see anything new. ”

Huai Sleeve flipped through the book in his hand, and his mind gradually entered the book, and he only said casually: "It's nothing, it's just idle to play with a sour Confucian scholar." ”

Su'er begged Xue Yan again, Xue Yan was very interested, and said excitedly: "Su'er, you haven't seen it, that day's formation, Zifeng Lou was full of people, at that time, everyone was listening to "Zhaojun Out of the Plug", a poor sour show stood up, and inexplicably expressed a lot of eight sour texts, which was refuted by our little Gege on the spot, and our little Gege's wonderful statement was immediately applauded by the audience, and there was a very handsome son, stand up and applaud our little Gege!" ”

"Snow Swallow!" Huai Sleeve listened to her mouth foaming, felt funny, glanced at her, and quipped: "I see, going to Zifeng Tower to listen to books has trained you, and in a few days, you can also go there to tell stories!" ”

When Su'er and Snow Goose heard this, they both giggled.

Xue Yan continued, "Gege, what I said was true. To be honest, I used to think that Su'er always told me on weekdays how much Gege had read and how hard he had studied, and I only thought it was a boast of Gege, but that day, I really saw it! Then, he said to Su'er: "I dare to pack the ticket, if our Gege is a man with eyebrows, we would have beaten Ma Yujie a long time ago, and we would have gone as the champion!" ”

"Who is going to be the champion?" Xue Yan's voice fell, and she could only hear a woman asking softly outside the window.