What a white-clothed lyricist writes all day long is so attractive? Xu Shu propped up the wooden table and took a copy of the words from the desk opposite Lord Ren and cleared his throat.

"In late autumn, a light rain sprinkled Tingxuan......"

Writing scenes, it is very common and common, Xu Cover grabbed a green jujube and took a bite, looking down over a few lines of words.

"Unnamed, Qimo Red Mansion, often postponed over the years......"

"The scenery of Dili is good, when the day is young, the twilight banquet is ......" After eating a date, I grabbed another one, clicking, "There are fox friends and strange couples, and when the song is a song to stay in the wine competition, it is ......"

Hmph, who can't write, Xu covered his eyes and spit out the jujube kernel into the dish, read the last sentence, and fell on the table with his legs and feet softened and knocked over the ink.

Lord Ren had already carried Shen Ciji to the side next to Lord Hao, the ink flowed along the corner of the table to the ground, Lord Ren snorted, "It's well written, especially the last sentence 'On the side of the idle window, stop the lights to dawn, and hold the shadow without sleep', the four of us can't compare with it." ”

It's okay, Xu Bao hurriedly wiped the ink, "If you don't be an official, you are at ease, I don't understand that we work hard for the official, what is not famous, it is simply that he has no ability to be named on the Dragon and Tiger list." ”

If you have the leisure to write words, it is better to concentrate on studying more, and no one will stop you when you become an official in the court.

A butterfly quietly bloomed in the shade of bluegrass on the high stool, and Lord Hao sighed, "Don't you hit me!" He tore off the cuffs that were being dragged in by Lord Ren, paced to the bluegrass, and poured the unfinished tea from last night into the water-deficient and cracked soil.

"Look, I've been in the capital for decades, and I can't change my Sichuan accent." Lord Ren shook his fingers and licked the next page.

The warmth of the room on duty in the Ministry of Rites makes people unintentional to work, and Master Shi is holding this Shen Ciji and half-lying in the circle chair and snoring, occasionally smashing his mouth and reciting words: "The gold list occasionally loses the dragon's head...... It's a pity ......."

The devil is stunned! Xu Cover shook his sleeves and got out of the duty room irritably, he checked it himself, and no one wanted to get a piece of the pie at that time!

……

Xu Yuan went to the front hall of the government as usual to order something, but was stopped by Chang Chang at the door.

"Futai is meeting guests, and the second son of Lao Xu is waiting outside."

"Brother Chang doesn't have to go to the streets?" Xu Yuan pulled up the hem of his robe and sat down beside Chang Changsui.

Two people sitting on a bench seemed a little crowded, and the long man moved slightly to the other side uncomfortably, "The New Year is coming, Xu Ergongzi has to worry about the official affairs of the government and concentrate on Wenshu, and the government is afraid that the future champion will be tired, so let me share the burden for Xu Ergongzi." ”

Xu Yuan arched his hand at him and said: "Then Brother Chang has to worry a lot, as soon as the spring is over, it doesn't matter whether he is in high school or not, I will invite Brother Chang to drink wine and eat meat...... But Brother Chang, who are the guests inside? ”

Want to cliché? The old god was hugging his hands proudly and humming an out-of-tune tune with his eyes closed.

The light and shadow in the front hall fell on the desk where He Fangnian usually worked, and the file of Lord Shen of Ruyang lay silently in the light and shadow of the dust.

He Fangnian buried his head in counting the Shen words scattered among the people over the years, and Bai Nishang stood without saying a word, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for the elders to admonish.

"How many dignitaries want to hold you in their hands to threaten Shen An to show up, and whether you are Shen Mingyuan or not, you can't rashly go to the club just by the name Bai Nisheng!"

"Let Uncle He bother, Ni Shang is ashamed."

Can you even give up the name given by your parents? He Fangnian looked at the white clothes with a cold face and no waves in his eyes, his heart was full of disappointment, his family revenge had not been avenged, and he could live with peace of mind as a child!

"From today onwards, you are still called Shen Mingyuan, you eat and live with Mingyue, and no one in the government dares to treat you as a person!" He Fangnian said firmly.

Bai Nishang, who had not moved, finally reacted, and knelt down slowly, "Please Uncle He take back his mind, the middle of the Nishang family is no longer the second sister of the Shen family in the past...... Neon Dress wants to live, in any capacity! ”

It's hard to live, but it's easier than anything, as long as you sacrifice the dignity of Rauschzi.

"Your father is under the spring......" sighed and blew away the dust on the file, rejoicing, He Fangnian raised his hand to pull out the paper with Bai Nishang's name and throw it into the charcoal basin.

From now on, there will be no such person as Shen Mingyuan in the world.

The person kneeling on the ground smiled with satisfaction and kowtowed to He Fangnian: "Thank you Lord He for your compassion." ”

"Go, Mingyue is still waiting for you to teach you piano skills, remember to add more clothes when it's cold, remember to eat when you're hungry, girls don't always think thin is ......beautiful," He Fangnian waved his hand.

Bai Nishang got up and left silently, her figure melting farther and farther between the blue-gray heaven and earth.

"The teacher should put everything down and go out for a walk."

Xu Yuan lifted his robe and walked in the door, his red face full of spirit.

……

As twilight rose, the people who walked through the city gates, regardless of whether they came or went, bowed their heads and talked loudly, raised their hands into crosses and let the soldiers feel and search them, and the two mouths did not stop from beginning to end.

"Have you heard, the daughter of the Futai family wronged Third Sister Ruan for stealing things......

"The mirror-like character of Lord Futai, how can the upbringing daughter frame people, it must be a mistake."

"You can't be wrong, Mr. Shan, the storyteller in the teahouse, knows no, the news came from there in the first place...... Think about it, all the words that pop out of Mr. Shan's mouth, which one is false? ”

The soldier frowned coldly and shouted: "I can't go over after the investigation!" ”

A few people pulled and pulled all the way to say, a maid carrying a delicate basket passed by them into the rouge shop, the owner of the rouge shop was chatting with a few gorgeously dressed ladies, suddenly saw a familiar figure, raised the voice to lead the ladies inside, "A few ladies take a look slowly, repeat customers will give you a discount!" ”

"Isn't this Miss Xing'er, I haven't been here for a few days, how is Sister He?" The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile and pushed down the stunned shopkeeper behind him.

Xing'er's bright eyes looked around, and the shopkeeper didn't know what was tinkering behind the shopkeeper and made a clanging sound, and the shopkeeper kept dangling in front of her, "Shopkeeper, are there any new products recently?" ”

"Ah, it's really unfortunate, the new goods were sold out yesterday...... the shopkeeper looked embarrassed, rubbed his hands and said: "I wanted to leave a box for Sister He, but it was unfortunate that the maid next to the third sister of the Ruan family asked the girl to come once, and she took it all." ”

The shopkeeper turned sideways, and Xing'er saw that the cabinet was still the same as the last time, which was really hateful! It's not enough for Ruan Sanjie to grab the first place in others in the Gathering Club, and she also has to be the first person to buy rouge.

"Forget it, I'll take a look elsewhere!"

Pedestrians hurriedly passed by, occasionally paused to look at Xing'er, and when Xing'er looked at him suspiciously, they shrank their necks sharply, turned their heads, and whispered Javanese to the people next to them, and their ears were red.

Everyone looked at her a few more times than usual, and the inexplicable Xing'er walked along the street with a basket, and the stall owner who sold steamed buns saw that she didn't say hello loudly, and the children playing on the street didn't rush up to ask her for candy......

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