"Of course, you need to use a knife to cook, how to cut vegetables without a knife." The black-faced boy replied to Song Lingyue's words.

"Oh, it turns out that women use knives to cook." Song Lingyue glanced at the black-faced boy meaningfully, "Can that woman hold a kitchen knife steadily?" ”

The black-faced boy found himself surrounded by Song Lingyue, his face was full of embarrassment, he glanced at his peers behind him, and said in a tough tone:

"You can pick up a kitchen knife, but you may not be able to hold a knife. Women are already delicate, weaving and laundry can be done, this dance knife and sword...... Hehe, I'm afraid I can't do it. ”

"Childe is so strange." Song Lingyue tilted her head, a pair of innocent big eyes blinked, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

Her eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on her eyelids, and the peach petals on the trees fell one after another, falling between her dark blue hair, and a piece fell impartially between her eyebrows, like flowers, lining her eyebrows and eyes.

The black-faced man in front of him was a little stunned for a while, and although his face was dark, he could still reveal shame.

"What's strange there?" The black-faced boy unconsciously softened his tone, and he only now saw clearly that the woman who had just argued with him was so beautiful.

Although she is dressed plainly, she still can't hide her beautiful beauty.

The black-faced boy had a momentary ape-like heart, and even his tone became soft.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Song Lingyue on the other side spoke, the sarcastic words made his already black face even more angry.

Song Lingyue pursed her lips and smiled, and said:

Childe admitted that the woman needed a knife to cook, and said that the woman couldn't even hold a kitchen knife steadily. I originally thought that Gongzi was a person who felt sorry for his mother and wife, and he should cook at home often, so as not to make the kitchen knife too heavy for his mother and wife to handle.

Just now, I heard Gongzi say that the gentleman is a chef, and the gentleman seems to be ...... Not a gentleman, huh?

And Childe's words are inconsistent, which is really incomprehensible. According to Childe, a woman can hold a kitchen knife but can't hold a saber, but Childe, you can't even hold a kitchen knife, isn't it even inferior to a woman?

It's just telling some stories to children, and Childe is aggressive here, unforgiving, and it's a loss of grace, right? ”

When the black-faced boy heard this, he suddenly became angry, and he only felt that although Song Lingyue was beautiful, her eyes were sharp, like a shrew, and all the good feelings he had before were gone:

"I just think that even the story should have some truth. This woman's enlistment in the army is originally a ridiculous thing. ”

"That can only be said to listen to Brother Yu, you are lonely and unheard."

I saw a young man wearing a jade crown coming out of that group of scholars.

Song Lingyue looked at the young man who spoke up.

I saw that the young man's inky green silk was all bundled up and tied with a jade crown, revealing a clear and clean face.

The teenager is slender and looks thinner than his peers.

He got out of the crowd and walked directly in front of Song Lingyue and stopped, his back was straight, but a pair of deep black eyes looked at the fierce black-faced boy in front of Song Lingyue.

"It turned out to be Lin Jinlan, didn't you say that you don't come to the lake to visit the spring if you have something at home?" The black-faced son, Wang Tingyu, glanced at Lin Jinlan, who was coming out for Song Lingyue. "I advise you to be nosy, this is not a lack of learning, there is no master to follow you."

"Jinlan has no intention of meddling in things, she just wants to tell Brother Yu that it is not uncommon for women to join the army, it has been known since ancient times, but Brother Yu is lonely and unheard." Lin Jinlan turned a deaf ear to Wang Tingyu's threat, and the corners of her thin lips still smiled lightly:

"A few days ago, Jinlan saw in "Shiwen": In the first year of Great Xia, the eldest princess was good at taking charge of the military seal, established the Qionghua Army, broke the Qiang Hu and chased the Tatars, and made great contributions to my Great Xia.

Although there are only a few descriptions of Qionghuajun in "Shiwen", I can also know that there was a precedent for women to join the army in Daxia.

Listening to Brother Yu, you may not have read "Shiwen", right? You and I are both people of the Great Xia Kingdom, but we can't even understand the history of the country, right? ”

As soon as Lin Jinlan's words fell, Wang Tingyu's already dark face became even more difficult to look at.

Song Lingyue covered her lips and smiled, this handsome young man was really interesting, he just said that he didn't want to help, but he was slapping Wang Tingyu's face inside and outside the words.

It's just that Wang Tingyu heard that Lin Jinglan had moved out "Shiwen", and this slap in the face was a bit thorough, and his face suddenly couldn't hang up.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to be tense, Wang Han, a scholar who looked a little older, came out of the crowd to be a peacemaker.

"Originally, we were on a spring tour of the lake and chanting poems, but why are you noisy?" Wang Han pulled Wang Tingyu, "Okay, people are telling stories here, and they don't want us to listen to them, what do you have to tell the girl's family?" ”

Wang Tingyu immediately wanted to refute unconvinced, but Wang Han seemed to have a lot of status in this group of people, his eyes widened, and Wang Tingyu's words were all swallowed into his throat.

"When we come to spring today, didn't Master Zhang tell each of us to make a poem with the theme of spring? Let's go to the Lake Pavilion over there, the scenery is better, wouldn't it be beautiful to enjoy the scenery and compose poems together. ”

Wang Han grabbed Lin Jinlan again, and took the two of them to the Huxin Pavilion by the river embankment.

The other scholars also followed the three of them, and as they walked, there were constantly people discussing the story that Song Lingyue had just told me, and whether what Lin Jinlan said about the princess being good at leading troops to fight was true or false.

"These showmen are all noisy, one or two, which will only spoil the interest of others." When the group of talents had walked away, Xiangling waved her small fist at the backs of those people indignantly.

"That's it! My sister told us stories, and those people listened in vain, and they had to say that my sister told stories that were deceitful. Song Yanzhi had already heard it, and he wanted to help Song Lingyue, but Song Lingyue kept making eye contact with him and asked him to protect Xiangling, so he didn't say anything.

"However, Sister Lingyue is so good! That Xiucai's face was so ugly when Sister Xiangling said it! Xiangling clapped her hands, looking at what it meant, she couldn't wait to applaud Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue just smiled slightly, and couldn't help but turn her gaze to the group of scholars.

The pavilion in the middle of the lake is not far from the river embankment, half of it is built near the water, and the crescent moon mountain is on the opposite side of the river.

Song Lingyue heard that watching the sunset in the Huxin Pavilion was extremely beautiful. The afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the surface of the river, shining with the light of broken gold, and the crescent moon mountain in the distance, the mountains are stacked, and the clouds and mountains are surrounded by mist, just like a fairyland on earth.

Song Lingyue originally wanted to stay here until the sun set, so she went to the Huxin Pavilion to see the beautiful sunset, is it as rumored.

Who would have thought that without waiting for Song Lingyue to wait for the sunset, this group of shows would occupy the Huxin Pavilion.

The group of showmen took out their pen, ink, paper, and inkstones to write poems and paintings on the pavilion in the center of the lake, and from time to time they had to gather around to comment on their heads, for fear that others would not know that they were a group of showmen, who were chanting poems against the beautiful scenery here.

Song Lingyue frowned, this river was originally breezy and the sun was warmly sprinkled on the people who were very comfortable, but their ears were full of the voices of the previous group of scholars, which was too disturbing.

"Sister, why don't we go back? Why did this group of people make such a big disturbance when they wrote poems! Song Yanzhi pulled the hem of Song Lingyue's clothes, but one hand blocked his ears.

"Sister Lingyue, let's go home, there's nothing fun here." Even Xiangling looked bored.

"When Brother Qi Mo and Brother Liu Liang were at home before, I didn't see them chanting poems and writing poems at every turn, sad and sad like this group of talents." Song Yanzhi frowned with a good-looking brow, and his tone was old-fashioned, like a little adult, which amused Song Lingyue.

"Then let's go back, it's not too early. When I get back to the city, I'm afraid the sun will set. Song Lingyue looked at the sun and estimated that it should be two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Pack up your things, let's go back." Song Lingyue began to clean up, and Song Yanzhi and Xiangling were also busy collecting the food boxes and cups they had eaten before with Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue was just about to carry the food box and teacup to the carriage when she heard a panicked voice not far away-

"Oh no! Someone fell into the river! ”

"Oh no! Oh no! Someone fell into the river! ”

"Come on! Fell into the water! Save people! ”

Song Lingyue threw away the food box and teacup in her hand, and immediately ran in the direction of the sound.

It's the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake!

The group of talents who were still chanting poetry just now were all panicked at this time, and many of them were leaning on the fence and leaning over to look at the river.

Song Lingyue looked at the white figure floating on the river, still struggling.

The place where the person fell was not particularly far from the location of the Huxin Pavilion, as long as the group of Xiu was willing, he should be able to pull it up by stretching out his hand.

"Why are you all stunned? Hurry up and pull him up! Song Lingyue shouted at the group of Xiucai while rushing towards the location of the Huxin Pavilion.

Song Lingyue's shout can be regarded as waking up this group of talented people who had an accident but didn't know how to react.

However, it was too late, and the river suddenly became turbulent, and the figures on the river had been pushed away.

Damn it!

Song Lingyue cursed in a low voice, this group of shows is really a waste! Obviously, the location where the person fell into the water was more than a meter away from the Huxin Pavilion, and they could pull the person up hand in hand by taking a personal ladder.

One by one, they only know how to shout people on the top of the pavilion, and they don't even know how to think about it!

Song Lingyue rushed into the Huxin Pavilion, pushed away a few Xiucai who were looking at the railing, and turned her head to those humanitarians:

"You'd better get into the water and just do him! If he struggles like this, he should drown! ”

"This, this!" Wang Han had a pale face, looked at his peers who were struggling in the river, and said helplessly to Song Lingyue:

"We—none of us know how to water!"

"You don't know how to run to the moat and play something!" Song Lingyue's voice instantly raised an octave.

"We didn't expect him to fall suddenly!" Wang Han touched the sweat on his forehead.

"What a bunch of useless guys!" Song Lingyue saw that the river was getting more and more turbulent, and the person on the river had choked several mouthfuls of water, and even gradually struggled to move.