The tender green willow leaves shook gently, swinging one after another, and the meteor sat on the small pestle under the porch, looking at the willow leaves attentively, as if he could hear the willow leaves turning into bells, tinkling in the wind.

Leng Buding heard Cui's mother speak behind her, and Meteor was startled, "Call a few little girls with quick hands and feet to move all the girl's flowers to the flower room." ”

"Mother Cui, why is this?" Meteor looked at the blue sky, her braid was not tightly combed today, and a silly strand of hair slipped out.

Cui's mother stretched out her hand to help her straighten it out, "What a stupid girl, you don't look at your feet." ”

Meteor looked down and saw a line of small ants preparing to go home in an orderly manner on the edge of the madder-colored embroidered shoes.

Meteor cautiously stepped over, and hurriedly went to call Cha Yun and Cha Xiang to move the flowers into the flower room.

When the last pot of hosta flowers entered the flower room, the heavy rain poured down, and not even a single muffled thunder sounded. If the people who are walking on the street now are really like they didn't say hello, they were splashed with a basin of water on their heads and faces.

Moon by month closed the window, wiped the rain splashed on his body with a handkerchief, and quickly lit all the candles in the house.

"Don't order so much, extinguish two." The thin white fingers held a sandalwood-colored medicine sac, sent it to the small nose and sniffed it, and a light and good smell of medicine made Song Zhi wake up.

"Miss, are you ready?" Month by month walked over, and took a closer look at the delicate medicine bag, the sandalwood satin was embroidered with the same color but slightly lighter silk thread, and the texture of the wood grain was embroidered. If you don't look closely, others won't be able to see this thought.

"Miss learns things so fast, it's only been a few months since she learned from Mama Cheng." Moon by month praised heartily, and leaned down again, "I don't know how much better than the eldest lady and the second miss." ”

Song Zhi glanced at her, "When did you speak like a meteor?" ”

Moon stuck out her tongue, "Now it's only Miss!" Otherwise, I wouldn't have talked about it. ”

It was raining heavily, and Song Zhi had nowhere to go, so he teased a pair of little parrots in the house.

The two little parrots are a female and a male, or young birds, with black faces, red beaks, and yellow-green bodies, which look a little silly, but they are also quite cute.

The two birds were a little timid when they first arrived, huddled together in the corner of the cage, and did not call.

This was brought to her by Song Ling when she came back from Bijing, saying that it would be good to get familiar with the environment in two days, and she would be lively.

Song Ling also gave Song Zhi a small clay figure, saying that Shen Baiyan looked funny and felt that it looked like Song Zhi, so he bought it.

That little clay figure is short, white and fat, and there are two big red dots on his cheeks, where is it like! Song Zhi thought dissatisfied, but still put it on the edge of his makeup drawer.

Every time he looked at this little clay figure, Song Zhi would think of Shen Baiyan.

In his previous life, after the death of Emperor Shun'an, Shen Baiyan fought almost all outside.

Song Zhi still remembered that he had a rare time to go out, just when Shen Baiyan returned from a victory, the crowd was very crowded, and there were many pretty women in the crowd, and everyone invariably reserved a place for him in the middle of the road.

Shen Baiyan was dressed in silver armor and rode a black horse. His face was cold but sharp, his horse's pace was steady and leisurely, and the light reflected by the sun on his armor was dazzling, making it impossible to look directly, as if the god of war had returned to the world.

When Shen Baiyan's gaze was about to sweep to Song Zhi's side, she suddenly lowered her body inexplicably, unwilling to let him see her. Song Zhi was always puzzled when he thought of this scene, what was he thinking at that time?

……

The heavy rain of the summer afternoon comes and goes quickly, like a naughty child. When he accidentally fell, he sat on the ground and cried, and when he saw that no one paid attention to him after crying for a while, he got up with a grunt and continued to play.

"Young Master," Xile poked his head out of the study door, "Third Miss has come to see you." ”

"Let the young lady in." Song Ling hurriedly said, it had just rained heavily, and the humidity outside was still very heavy.

I saw Song Zhi walking in with a handful of tender green lotus canopies, and the whole person was about to bury the lotus canopy in it.

"It's raining so hard, you actually stole the lotus pod?" Song Ling stretched out his hand and took the lotus canopy, revealing Song Zhi's pink and pretty face.

"After the rain stopped just now, there was a lotus seller outside the corner gate calling, and the meteor went out to take a look, saying that they were all freshly picked and crisp, so I bought them all and sent them to my mother and father." Song Zhi followed Song Ling into the study, "I want to pick lotus flowers, when will my brother be free?" Can you take me? If it drags on for a few more days, I'm afraid it's going to be a lotus root. ”

"There is a lotus pond in the house, which is just right, and you can row a light boat to float in it. I'll go back to him and see when I'll take you out for fun. Song Ling held the plump lotus pod and gently broke it, and a few tender raw lotus seeds fell on the wenge wood table with a few clicks.

Song Zhi picked one up, and gently scratched it on the epidermis with his fingernails, cutting through its tender green coat to reveal the white lotus seeds inside. Song Zhi's hands, even if they don't have long nails, are as slender as jade shoots.

"You," Song Ling saw that Song Zhi didn't remove the lotus heart and ate it, after chewing it, there was no abnormality on his face, and he reached out to take one, "Isn't it bitter?" ”

Song Zhi was stunned by his question, only to realize that there was a faint bitter residue in her mouth, she was not in good health in her previous life, and the doctor said that eating lotus seeds can not eliminate the lotus heart, it can help her body a little, and it becomes natural.

"Bitter." Song Zhi replied, "I forgot. ”

Song Ling smiled and shook his head, he used a skewer to remove the lotus heart and put it on a small wooden plate depicting the jade rabbit worshipping the moon.

"How many years will my brother be in the martial arts?" The Tianyan Martial Arts Field was set up by the royal family and used to cultivate the pillars of the society, so it was full of children of royal relatives and nobles, and occasionally there were teenagers from very good civilian backgrounds.

"I still have another year, but I don't have to go again after this year, his martial arts are already excellent, and going to the martial arts field is just a point." Shen Baiyan is one year older than Song Ling, and kung fu has always been taught by a master.

"Then what will Brother Shen do in the future?" Seeing that Song Ling had been peeling lotus seeds, Song Zhi fed him one.

"A certain official and a half-job, after all, wants to help the emperor do things." Song Ling chewed the lotus seed and said casually.

"What about my brother?" Song Zhi divided the lotus seed into two, and looked at the dark yellow bitter juice left behind after the lotus heart was removed.

"Me? I guess I went to the army. Song Ling's answer was all Song Zhi's expectations. The world is so chaotic, although the western realm is guarded by his father, but the barbarians are still ready to move. Pirates are rampant in Fujian and Zhejiang, and the Wu tribe in the southwest is disobedient to discipline and frequently causes trouble, and there are not many people in the army. ”

Song Zhi didn't speak, Song Ling looked at her dejected appearance, and quipped, "What? I haven't left yet, and I miss my brother? ”

Song Zhi didn't have the heart to joke, "I just think it's dangerous to march and fight, and I want my brother to be careful." ”

Seeing that his sister was young but full of worries, how did she look at it and feel awkward. Song Ling stretched out his hand and rubbed it a few times, until the expression on Song Zhi's face changed from worry to anger, he let go of his hand with satisfaction, and said with a straight face: "Brother knows, he will definitely take care of himself for the sake of Zhi'er." ”

This topic was a bit heavy, Song Ling deliberately changed the topic, so she asked, "Did you take your father and mother to the Lin Mansion to see your grandfather a few days ago?" Why is it so powerful? ”

As soon as he talked about this, Song Zhi couldn't cry or laugh.

……

"To see my grandfather?" Lin repeated Song Zhicai's words suspiciously.

"Yes, I already told my grandfather yesterday, and my grandfather is off today, and he promised to have lunch with me at the house." Song Zhi jumped in place for a moment, unable to hide his expectation, "Do you want to go with your mother and father?" ”

"Ugh." Lin hesitated to look at Song Ling, who was practicing calligraphy in front of the bookcase, just such a little distance, Song Ling must have heard clearly.

Song Ling put down his pen and leaned back on the circle chair, he looked at Song Zhi's smiling face, paused for a moment, and said, "I've been back for so many days, I should also go and take a look." ”

"Aren't you afraid of calling him an old man to blow you out again?" Seeing that Song Ling agreed, Lin was mixed in his heart.

Song Ling pointed at Song Zhi and joked: "This girl wants us to go, if she is blasted out, she will beat this girl's ass in public, and his old man will always be soft-hearted!" ”

"Daddy!" Song Zhi blushed when he heard this, and rushed over to beat Song Ling. What strength can her little pink fist have? It's just time to tickle Song Ling.

Although Song Ling agreed, Song Zhi, like the Lin family, had no bottom in his heart.

After all, Song Ling and Song Zhi's maternal grandfather Lin Song and Lin Youcheng have always been at odds, and they have had several unpleasant times before, the most serious one, Song Ling was driven out by Lin Song with a stick, and he was beaten his back, and the bruises could not be dispersed for several days.

Speaking of the last time we met, it was at Lin Qingyan's fortieth birthday banquet, and it had been almost two years.

When I entered the Lin Mansion, some young and unbearable little girls saw Song Ling coming, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Song Ling is wearing an easy-going dress today, a smoky gray rhombic robe embroidered with blue bamboo, and a pair of dark official boots.

But he has a lot of power, and the killing aura on his perennial campaign is too strong, and when the subordinates of the Lin Mansion look at him, they still don't dare to look at him, as if they will be asked for their lives when they stare at Song Ling's eyes.

Song Zhi didn't like Song Ling to be looked at as the king of Hades, so he took a few quick steps and grabbed Song Ling's hand, only to feel as if he was holding an extremely rough piece of wood.

Song Zhi drilled her little hand into Song Ling's palm, and it wasn't until Song Ling clenched it that she was satisfied, and she walked unconsciously lighter.

Song Ling held his little daughter's tender little hand, only feeling like pinching a crispy egg, afraid of falling if it was light, and afraid of breaking it if it was heavy, it was even more terrifying than slashing people with a sword.