"Excuse me, is it the Lord of the Flower Blossom Courtyard family?"

A retainer of the Fujiwara family was waiting under the tree.

"I am."

"My lord, Ji Jun of the Qingyuan family, let me send you a letter."

Lin Zhengyang was a little surprised, how could Qingyuan Nuozi come at this time?

I heard that her family entrusted her with a relationship and sent her to be a female official with Prince Nei for a few years, but she didn't see her for some time. ’

Although the marriage contract was set, in fact, the number of times the two met was only a handful.

Whether it is Lin Zhengyang or her, there are always many things to do.

"In that case, then give me the letter."

"This ·····"

The retainer sputtered:

"I'm sorry, but ········ Can you prove your identity? ”

He bowed deeply.

"I beg your understanding, but you really can't give the wrong letter to others."

Lin Zhengyang appropriately showed his displeasure, but he still took out the talisman to show his identity.

It is a black jade talisman with a garden carved with cherry blossoms on the front and decorated with various delicate patterns.

The young retainer, blushing slightly, took the talisman with both hands.

After a brief glance at the family crest, he bent down, took out the letter in both hands, and held it high above his head along with the talisman.

"Please take a look!"

"Hmm."

The purple envelope has fire paint on it, and the front reads "Hideyoshi Kaikaiin Akiyoshi".

After checking it several times, there were no traces of toxins or curses, Lin Zhengyang opened the letter and read it on the spot.

There is nothing to do in the letter, but it is just a description of some trivial things that followed Prince Nai's side and studied at the shrine.

However, Qingyuan Noko's delicate writing and unique angle can always find a little bit of beauty from the same boring daily life.

The world is always "interesting" to her.

She always uses her own language to describe the ordinary things around her, and in this way, she shows her inner world little by little.

Just reading this letter, the girl in a skirt, in the courtyard covered with green vines, holding a fan, staring intently at a few waterfowl in the distance, as if it was right in front of her.

It was a girl who was extremely rich in spirit and could find beauty all the time.

Following her, it seems that the ordinary scenery in the past has a little more color.

Unconsciously, people become cheerful.

Lin Zhengyang unconsciously touched the heartstrings.

This kind of true expression is the most moving, far better than countless love words.

A thousand words, not a single love word, but Lin Zhengyang saw through the pen and ink the girl's shy desire to talk about it.

Isn't that interesting······ This girl.

"Didn't she arrive?"

After reading it, Lin Zhengyang put the letter away, smiled away, and asked lightly.

"No, it was transferred by Ji Jun of the Xixing Temple family."

The retainer replied.

"Thank you for me, Ji Jun of the Xixing Temple family."

casually took out a few yellow copper coins from his arms and rewarded him.

"It's for your errand money."

"Ah, thank you so much!"

The purchasing power of Datang copper coins is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and these copper coins are enough for a family of three for half a month's ration.

The retainer bowed deeply again, and the smile on his face became real.

Although he came out of the Fujiwara family, his new retainers were not high.

The reason why I deliberately took on this errand task was not to expect these adults to be rewarded with some money and goods.

"I really hope that one day, I can make a meritorious deed, be rewarded by the lord and be a samurai, and become a samurai for future generations·····."

The minister sighed silently in his heart.

Don't look at him now that he has entered the Fujiwara family, he seems to have status and wealth, but what about his next generation?

When he dies, whether the next generation can maintain this identity depends on whether the next generation of family heads can remember his children and grandchildren.

If not, then you will only be reduced to civilians.

If it is a hereditary knowledge and action, even if it is only a hundred stones, it is enough to pass it on.

According to the system, there was a hereditary fief, and the descendants were the samurai class, and they would routinely become retainers of the lord's family.

Gradually, he became a retainer of the genealogy and shared the power of the Fujiwara family.

This is a cut above his own "appearance" status.

Thinking about this, he led Lin Zhengyang and took off his shoes under a porch.

Then walk through the long corridor to a noisy courtyard.

A hundred steps away, I heard the sound of orchestral strings and bamboos.

He led Lin Zhengyang from behind the screen on the side and back to the prepared table.

There were many noble ministers with lead powder on their faces, holding bat fans in their hands, and they were talking to each other.

In front of the courtyard, singing and dancing, playing and singing, the atmosphere is strong.

"Hasn't Fujiwara arrived yet?"

After sitting down, Lin Zhengyang elegantly maintained a kneeling posture, and then he heard a childish voice beside him.

"Kamo glorious?"

He sat on the seat of the Flower Blossom Courtyard, and the adjacent area was full of onmyoji.

Feeling amused, he turned his head, and it just so happened that the young onmyoji also turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

"Very powerful eyes."

In a pair of dark eyes, clear and bright, as if there was light, flashed.

"It is rumored that He Mao Baoxian was born with the eye to communicate with ghosts and gods, but I didn't expect He Mao to inherit this talent."

That kind of brilliance is not something that mortals can have, Lin Zhengyang is convinced that he is not mistaken.

He Mao on the opposite side was slightly stunned, and then his face became strange.

This little boy who was about the same age as him, obviously not as sophisticated as his father's generation, saw a good-looking "woman" at close range, and his cheeks turned red when he rubbed it.

"Hey, how can there be a woman, isn't this the seat of the Flower Blossom Courtyard?"

He exclaimed quietly, but luckily the sound of singing and dancing was drowned out and didn't attract much attention.

"Glorious, you're wrong, this is a man!"

On the other side, the onmyoji of the Qingqiu courtyard family pulled his clothes.

"This is Hanakaiin Xiuyuan, it is said that he was born like his mother·····"

A few people pulled them aside and muttered, but unfortunately, with Lin Zhengyang's ears, they all heard it.

"Alas······ These people are still too young, even the later Great Onmyoji He Mao Guangrong had such a naïve time when he was young. ”

Lin Zhengyang couldn't help but think.

I feel like I'm real and hypocritical again, who doesn't have a young age?

"Even if it is a sage and hero, when he is young, he has made mistakes, and he is immature, and he has to go through many ups and downs in order to achieve great things, this is the law of natural development, how can there be so many demons in the world who are born to know?"

Thinking of this, the original little bit of jealousy suddenly disappeared, and since then, when I see famous figures in history, I only treat them with a normal heart.

The people of later generations, from the annals of history, have a few strokes to trace the heroes and heroes and the achievements of the year.

However, to him in the same era, he is just a familiar stranger.

There's not much of a singularity.

In the final analysis, getting along with each other on a daily basis is just an ordinary person.