Chapter 7: Freedom in the World

It is said that Kishu is far away in the north of Gyeonggi, is a border gate, and is also the ancestral home of Emperor Taizu, and since the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty for 300 years, Kishu has been guarding the north gate of the country.

Fuyi came all the way to the capital, first took the dry road and then changed the waterway, and finally it took two days for the carriage to arrive, that is, in the three days of the waterway, and Zhu Rong met by chance on the river.

At this moment, she was ready for the homework to be taught tomorrow, took the citron out of the study, stood under the eaves and waited for her to blow out the candle and oil lamp inside, the light around her became dimmer and dimmer, and the lantern outside the courtyard gate gradually brightened, and she saw Zhu Rong's figure.

On the way to Beijing, the Zhongguo Mansion sent someone to pick her up on the shore, and the first people who accompanied her were their own domestic servants.

In order to ask for a bowl of hot soup for the citon, Fu Yi walked on the deck alone in the early morning to find the boat lady, and the morning light that fell on her body was shining with the waves on the river, and there was an endless world of freedom, she was very happy.

Unexpectedly, there was someone behind her looking at her.

Fuyi has followed her father since she was a child, although she is an only daughter and has no brothers and sisters, but there are countless students in the family, she will not show timidity when she sees a man, and then she asked generously: "Such a good scenery, the son is also fascinated?" ”

I didn't expect ...... That person was Zhu Rong, and he didn't expect that they would see each other again.

Citron closed the door of the study, helped the young lady to the bedroom, and said with a smile: "It's okay to have a few more students, in case Miss Yunzhi doesn't come again, we won't be embarrassed, the others will always come......"

Fuyi looked outside the courtyard gate again, Zhu Rong was no longer there, she took her mind back, and responded softly: "I also think, it is not necessarily that the four girls will not come, but I will take them to read and write, and read a few lines of poetry, and it is not my talent, and I will not be idle in vain in the future." ”

The master and servant talked about the kung fu, Zhu Rong has arrived at the younger brother's house, Ping Jue (sound Tongjin) is born to his father's concubine, and is also the only son, the youngest of the brothers in the family, only eleven years old this year, frail and sick since childhood, and lovely.

When Zhu Rong came, his younger brother was already asleep, he touched Pingjue's forehead, and asked the nurse, "It's not burning anymore?" ”

The nurse responded: "The fever only subsided before sunset, and a few days ago I was led by the fourth prince of Xiyuan to ride a horse, and when the wind blew, he came back and fell ill, and the fourth prince was fine." ”

Zhu Rong folded the quilt for his younger brother and instructed: "Take care of it, if it is still not appropriate, wait for me to tell my grandmother to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look." ”

After this instruction, he left, and then passed the Qingqiu Pavilion, where the lights had been extinguished.

Zhu Rong didn't stop, and strode back to his grandmother's inner courtyard, he still had something very important to do tonight.

As for the first time of his kindness, it seems that he doesn't have to deliberately warn anything, it's a transparent and intelligent, very well-cultivated girl, if she is a girl from another family, take Yunzhi as an example, I'm afraid she will shout "We've seen it" earlier.

One more thing, it's better to have one less thing, Zhu Rong returned to the bedroom with a cold face, changed his clothes neatly, took advantage of people's inattention, quickly left the mansion, jumped on the horse that had been prepared at the back door, and galloped away.

That night was peaceful, and there was bright sunshine the next morning, illuminating the Qingqiu Pavilion.

Fuyi stood in the yard, watching the mother-in-law move the desk into the study, and it took a while to clean it up, and then when she had breakfast, in addition to Yunzhi, the three little sisters came together.

"Go to the old lady's courtyard and ask, when will the second lady come." Fu Yi sent Cuizhu away, and on this side, he asked a few little girls with a smile, "What books have my sisters read, what poems do you memorize, and how many years have you been writing?" ”

At this time, Zhu Yunzhi was still in his brother's house and didn't leave, the brother and sister were talking through the screen, Zhu Rong changed his official uniform and said with a smile: "You are still in class quite early, earlier than our yamen." ”

Yunzhi was very unhappy, and said resentfully: "It's that kind of support, what do you say that the plan of the day lies in the morning, and there are more hours of schoolwork in the morning than in the afternoon, what do you say she is capable of?" ”

Zhu Rong came out with a belt and patted his sister's head lovingly: "Hurry up, don't wait for your aunt to send someone to arrest you." ”

Yun Zhi hated: "I heard that yesterday Yan Fu Yi coaxed my mother to be happy, I'm really afraid that my mother will only listen to the surname Yan in the future, if she dares to sue me indiscriminately, I will not finish with her." ”

"Second Miss, someone from the study has urged ......" The voice of the nurse came from outside.

Yun Zhi was just about to have a seizure, but was pressed by Zhu Rong, and said: "With her, you have one more layer of protection, why can't you get along with her well?" Don't forget, your aunt wants you to move back to Dongyuan, and she has mentioned it several times, if you are late in the future, grandma will really not be able to protect you. ”