Cold moon, hot kang, fellow.

Tang Xiangxiang seems to be gentle, but in fact he is cowardly; Gu Yao is cheerful on the outside, but actually rejects interpersonal relationships. In their previous lives, they had never met, let alone imagined that one day, they would be so intimate in a strange space.

I don't know how long it took, but the two who said they were tired fell asleep next to each other. When I woke up, it was almost noon, you looked at me, I looked at you, and accidentally ate too much. Wrapped in a heavy winter coat and cloak, Tang Xiangxiang took Gu Yao and walked slowly in the back garden of the Meng family, which was full of snow, digesting food.

Tang Xiangxiang told Gu Yao from time to time how this summer was and how it was in that spring. Speaking of which, Gu Yao didn't react, Tang Xiangxiang thought that his expression was not in place, so he changed his rhetoric, saying that the scenery was like a fragrant mountain in autumn. Gu Yao said, "I haven't been to Xiangshan", and directly talked about the sky to death.

Aren't you from the imperial capital? Why haven't you been to Xiangshan?

Looking at Tang Xiangxiang's speechless and crazy appearance, Gu Yao laughed out loud without any image. The laughter alarmed the teenagers not far away, and Zheng Zhi was among them.

Zheng Zhi asked Shen Congjun on the side: "The short one, well, it's the one wearing a gray cloak, how can I look familiar?" ”

Shen Congjun followed his description, looked at it, and replied: "Liaodong is the commander of the servant, Gu Chi's granddaughter." Before, in Lingshan, the one who asked people to tie them to a tree and stun them. ”

Zheng Zhi suddenly, rubbing the corners of his sleeves, said: "It turns out that the stinky girl who rubbed my clothes with dirty hands, go!" ”

Next to the rockery, Tang Xiangxiang sighed: "How did I meet you?" ”

"How?"

"I'm almost home."

Tang Xiangxiang used the most concise language and a look of disgust to reveal that Meng Xian, the eldest master of the Meng family, wanted to accept himself as a small person, and said: "At most, I can bear the other half of the concubine, and I will never be small, so I agreed to my father's family affairs." In May at the latest, he returned to Suzhou to discuss marriage. ”

Daming's transportation ability is extremely poor, and Gu Yao, who is seven years old, has not returned to Taikang so far; Leaving his father, he has been separated for three years, and he has not seen a second time. I really said goodbye to Tang Xiangxiang, and I really don't know what year or month I will see you again. Gu Yao hurriedly asked her, "Then where is your mother-in-law's house?" Don't say it, someone's coming! ”

Ten zhang away, Zheng Zhi took his head, and there were six or seven teenagers behind him, ranging in age, and the tallest of them, Gu Yao recognized, was the young man with an excellent appearance and a little rustic atmosphere.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Gu Yao felt that his youthful temperament had changed a little, so he paid more attention. Just then, the young man raised his eyes and opened his eyes in the black mist, reflecting the ice and snow, as if the whole world was in his eyes, hooking people, and he couldn't do without those eyes.

Gu Yao didn't know if he was moved, but he knew that he wanted to keep looking at those eyes.

When Zheng Zhi saw it, he was not angry, and said to the young man: "Shen Congjun, you go to the back." ”

Shen Congjun said "yes" respectfully.

When Gu Yao heard it, he was angry. She has the heart to make friends with powerful people, but Zheng Zhi emptied himself for the first time when they met, so don't expect extravagance. If you don't have extravagant hopes, you naturally don't want to endure it. Getting along with the eldest master's family made her deeply realize that it is pure nonsense to convince people with virtue.

That being the case, if you make me unhappy, then don't be happy!

Gu Yao sneered and said with praise: "Zheng Sanye is still so magnificent!" Shen Gongzi has now entered the camp, not your little servant, calling around like this, okay? ”

"Stinky girl! Didn't you call me Brother Zheng back then? ”

"After hearing that Zheng Sanye saw death and couldn't save him, I realized that I had overstepped, so I changed my name."

The two of you talk back and forth, and others ask, "Which one is she?" ”

Zheng Zhi smiled strangely and said, "She, that's the one, she has ninety-nine longevity characters written in the line, and together they are Gu Wu in regular script!" ”

The people behind Zheng Zhi, except for Shen Congjun, the remaining five are all Meng Shan's grandsons.

Since Meng Shan's birthday in August last year, in the past six months, Meng Shan has strengthened the time for five people to study literature, forcing them to study for four hours a day. The five are naughty and active boys, sitting and doing for a long time, and they have a very bad time.

And all of this is thanks to Gu Yao.

Today, I saw the culprit, and the boys of the Meng family were all gearing up. Tang Xiangxiang quickly told Gu Yao the reason, and sighed: "It turns out that the person is you!" ”

Gu Yao looked at the group of boys, and said proudly: "If your skills are not as good as others, you have to admit defeat!" That's the book in my left hand, I'm in a hurry, and I'll write ninety-nine regular scripts with my right hand, and a big birthday in the synthesis of the book! ”

"Oh? That old man is going to open his eyes today! ”

Gu Yao looked at the old man who spoke, looked into his eyes, and then, coaxed.

She had seen many high-ranking officials in her previous life, and a third-grade official like her grandfather really didn't look like an official; As for her father, because he has a genius cousin to accompany him, he always lacks some self-confidence and has no official pretensions. Only the old man in front of her, a pair of calm and waveless eyes, seems to be very peaceful, but in fact they are full of sharpness, can she not be cowardly?

Gu Yao avoided Meng Shan's gaze because he was stunned, so he didn't notice Meng Shan's loss of consciousness for a moment. In fact, except for Gu Yao, others didn't have the idea of Meng Shan's loss of consciousness.

Meng Shan walked steadily and beckoned everyone: "Go and follow me to the outer study, and just let go of the little girl who writes in the right hand, well, it's you, come with me." ”

When he arrived in the study, Meng Shan personally spread out a large piece of paper, called Gu Yao forward, and said, "Come, you write." ”

asked Baoding Hou to personally serve the pen and ink, Gu Yao didn't feel honored, but felt that Mount Tai was overwhelming. After seeing that the teenagers below were more cowardly than themselves, especially Zheng Zhi, who had been sideways, he was suddenly in a good mood, and after saying "yes", he didn't take the pen, but stretched out his little hand and rubbed it on the paper.

Meng Shan's eyes were sharp, and he followed the position of her finger, and vaguely saw a book "Shou", and his heart was shocked.

But in a quarter of an hour, the little girl figured out the structure of the font, and could she calculate that it was just ninety-nine small birthdays? Knowing how many small lives she would use to complete it, Meng Shan was very calm.

He was so calm that others naturally didn't dare to speak out, including Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi left a book and ran away from home, the reason was to go north to find Meng Shan to apprentice, just because his father Wu Anhou admired Meng Shan very much. The people his father admired, how dare he disobey?

After another quarter of an hour, Gu Yao began to put pen to paper, first ticking on the white paper, no more, no less, ninety-nine whole. After counting the small points, Meng Shan smiled. Don't say how the word Gu Yao is, but the words formed by these points are the "longevity" of the book, and they can't be wrong.

Seeing that Gu Yao wrote little by little, Meng Shan held his breath, the faces of the other boys turned green, and Tang Xiangxiang was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

What falls on the paper is not the current printing italics, but the block letters that are similar to the machine-typed in later generations!

Ninety-nine small letters are written, which is just a big line of "longevity". Meng Shan held it up, looked at it carefully for a long time, and asked Gu Yao: "Little girl, won't you hold the pen for a few days?" How can the words be written so well? ”