Fu Heng heard Feng Shuanglin's words, revealing contempt, and suddenly became angry in his heart, and he was no longer enthusiastic, and said in a flat voice: "What did Brother Yongting say!" That is, they are classmates, they should support each other, Feng Jiu was bullied, and he was wronged enough for nothing, you are not comforted, but you are still in the well, you can move if you want, everything is up to you! ”

Feng Shuanglin glanced at him twice, sneered, looked lazy and reasonable, turned around and continued to read.

"You're ........!" Fu Heng couldn't stand indifference, gritted her teeth and wanted to theorize again, but she was dragged by Shun Yu by her sleeve and turned her head sideways, which was her face full of apologies.

When the words came to the mouth and swallowed back, he understood that he was resting, but he was aggrieved in his heart, and he went to pour a bowl of tea and drank it all, and suddenly heard someone calling him through the window lattice, and looked at it fixedly, it was Wang Gui, and asked him if he would go to Mutang to wash together?

Only then did he realize that his body was sweaty, so he got up and carried a bucket and basin, a big cotton towel, and a pancreas, and wanted to walk and stop, and asked Shun Yu: "Feng Jiu wants to go with me?" If it's too late, I'm afraid that there is not much hot water left. ”

Shun Yu shook the book "Shen Yuanyun Tablet" in his hand and chuckled at him: "Brother Yangming go first, I have to copy the 500 words punished by Mr., otherwise Ming'er will not be able to hand it over, but he will be beaten on the board." ”

Five hundred words! I'm afraid that I want to copy it tonight, but Feng Jiu can still laugh! This heart is big enough. Fu Heng couldn't help, shook his head and turned around.

Shun Yu walked to the table and sat down, put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a straight position, and took advantage of the file of grinding the ink strips, while flipping through the "Shen Yuanyun Tablet", and reading ten lines at a glance.

That is, the Shinto monument, which is naturally written as a hundred years of Shenmen. Who would have thought that Shen Zetang's ancestor was actually a military general and started with military merits, and the inscription is very detailed.

Shen Zetang's grandfather, Shen Shi, the word Qin, a native of Beijing, a first-class general in the former dynasty, has accumulated a lot of military exploits, although the years have changed, the dynasties have alternated, but Shen Men has been victorious.

In his father's generation, Shen Yuanyun, the lintel shines like a fire cooking oil, and flowers are brocade.

Shen Yuanyun is the founding father of our dynasty, the official title of hussar general, and the title of Song Guogong, and the wife he married is also not bad, and he is the daughter of the Marquis of Wuming, the general of Zhenwei.

Then gave birth to five sons, the eldest son Shen Zeyi attacked General Wuwei, and eight years ago when the chaos was leveled, died and barbaric land, Shen Zetang is the second son, bright and bright since childhood, read Confucius and Mencius to take the imperial examination, even the three yuan, the official worship department left Shilang, and last year by Xu Shoufu called him into the cabinet deliberations, the third son Shen Zeming ........

Shun Yu no longer looked at it, the ink in the inkstone has been ground, the shade is appropriate, and it has a faint luster, which is the best time to dip in ink and write.

Flattening the paper, not in a hurry to put down the pen, first Shen Zetang's penmanship carefully pondered, consciously grinded through, only to pick up the wolf's hair, in the black silk fence, the pen is hidden, the center of the pen, according to the pen pause, and then the round pen lightly, to the back of the peak to close the pen, a "Shen" word instantly jumped on the paper.

Can compare this word with the tablet, Shun Yu is a little funny, she writes really miserable, but she is not discouraged, practicing font is not an overnight thing, it is important to be diligent and patient.

The candle flame droplets condensed into a large pile of tears, which were about to burn out, and the light gradually dimmed, Shun Yu finished the last word at the right time, stretched his waist, his neck and shoulders were not only sore, but also sweaty and soaking his back.

A thick fog rose outside the window, and the moonlight was hazy, and it was already a child's hour.

She got up quietly, Feng Shuanglin wrapped her body tightly with a mattress, and curled up in silence.

Fu Heng stretched out his legs and spread out his hands, most of the mattress was overturned, and only a piece of belly was left, snoring heavily.

Shun Yu hesitated for a long time, quietly went to get the bucket and basin and other toiletries, tiptoed open the door, stepped out of the threshold, and then gently closed it.

...........

Houses 10 to 20 share a washroom.

Shun Yu a path straight to the end, through the No. 10 Zhai House to walk forward more than ten steps, is a corner door, open the latch, see a sandwich road, out of the sandwich road, there is a door and two houses.

I listened quietly to the sound by the door, and there was no abnormal sound, so I pushed the door and entered, and lit the candle.

In the left corner, there are two large pottery vats, one hot and one cold.

There are several bamboo frame beams neatly placed around, there are three layers of embedded hooks, a bucket on a layer, a pot on a pot, a soap pancreas, a hook can be a towel hanging, it is indeed a special place to wash.

In the room, there is a bamboo curtain to cover, she lifted half of the side with her hand, and there are two large vats in it, placing eight or nine wide wooden basins, which are wide and deep, which can accommodate a person to wash freely.

Shun Yu stared at the wooden basin enviously, and wanted to get rid of his cumbersome body, soak himself in the water to relax his muscles and bones, even for a moment, but ...... Still didn't dare, sighed helplessly, and lowered the curtain.

Suddenly, the shoes and socks under his feet were dripping with water, and they were cold, and when he looked down, he realized that the ground was damp, presumably the prisoners who had come here to wash before, carelessly splashed.

When I walked to the front of the tank and leaned in, I saw that the hot water had been used up, and the cold water was shallow and shallow to the bottom.

Put the bucket on the cat's waist, go to the bottom of the tank, and connect the half basin with water little by little, before straightening up the waist and ending it to the beam.

First untie the four square scarves, tie your hair with a hairpin, lean over and pick up the water with your hands, and splash it lightly on your cheeks, I can't help but shiver.

Although it was March spring, the water salvaged from this ancient well was still coldly piercing into the bones.

After cleaning the cheeks, and then carefully wash the ink marks between the fingers with pancreatic soap, I couldn't help but look at the chest for a long time, looked around, then gritted my teeth, carefully untied the placket, put my hand in, and slowly unrolled the long white cloth strip from the chest, but I didn't dare to take it all off.

What a trouble! has been so fiercely bound, and the red marks and stripes are already a little breathless, but it is still difficult to stop the cunning stupidity of this body.

frowned, bit his lip lightly, took out his other hand, soaked the cotton towel in the water, then clenched his fist and dried it, leaned into the placket of his clothes, left and right, and wiped it slowly.

The more I wiped it, the more it swelled, and I was so angry that I was stunned.

Suddenly, I heard the "squeak" door open, and the dull and rough sound instantly broke the silence of the long night.

Shun Yu was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing.

Looking at it in a panic, the person who came was young and burly, naked and strong, his hard chest rose with the depth of the breath, and a pair of white cloth pants tied with a navy blue belt, loosely supported on both sides of the hip bone, and it became more and more powerful to look at the large waist and abdomen.

Fortunately, the candle flame was dim, and the shadows were all empty and dark, which avoided Shun Yu's shame.

But seeing that he was holding a bronze sword in one hand and a bucket of water in the other, it was obvious that he was a martial arts supervisor, and he took advantage of the moonlit night to practice martial arts and come here to take a shower.

The man did not expect that there would be a prisoner washing at this time, and look at his placket half-hidden and half-open, with his neck and beautiful bones exposed in the open place, and his eyes were white and powdery.