Lin Yulan seemed to have entered a completely unfamiliar world, and there seemed to be a very friendly male voice in her ears, narrating her.

"Time goes back 500 years, during the Ming Zhengde period......

In the bustling capital, there is an inconspicuous small alley, and there is a very inconspicuous small courtyard. That's where Miaozhu was born, and she spent fifteen years of carefree there. Her father, Zheng Gangyu, is a small anthology of the Ministry of Officials, an official and a nine-pin. Although he is called a court official, he is actually responsible for copying and writing, plus making tea and pouring water. But he is an upright person, an official is also incorruptible, and he barely supports his family with three taels of silver per month.

Zheng Wenxuan's daughter Miaozhu has been smart since childhood. At the age of seven or eight, he was able to write and draw with a pen, and he could read poetry proficiently when he opened his mouth. At the age of ten, she began to train as a female worker, and she was also proficient in embroidery and knitting. ”

That voice told so much in one breath, and the picture in the story also appeared in front of Lin Yulan's eyes. It's as immersive as it is today, a hundred times more realistic than today's VR experiences.

"Miaozhu is me five hundred years ago? Why does the name sound like a nun's name? ”

Lin Yulan asked in the air.

"Yes. You have been reincarnated six times from Miaozhu's life to the present, but only Miaozhu has left unresolved bonds in this life. ”

The voice only answered the first sentence, and the latter question was not answered. Lin Yulan didn't ask that question, she wanted to continue to understand herself five hundred years ago like watching a movie.

"You mean...... Just because Don't Nian is still alive? ”

Lin Yulan changed the question.

"Hey! Bad fate, bad fate! It was when Miaozhu was fifteen years old......"

The voice sighed, then continued.

"One day when the spring sun was warm, a few distant guests came to Wenxuan Mansion. Liu Qiu, who was the Yin of Sichuan and Shaanxi Prefecture at the time, brought his wife and children to visit. The adults were discussing in the hall, and Liu Qiu's sixteen-year-old son ran to the backyard of the master's house to hang out......"

As the narrator's voice fell, Lin Yulan saw the wonderful plot again......

"Excuse me...... Who is Childe? Why did you come to my mansion? ”

Sitting on the swing leisurely holding a copy of the "Book of Songs", he raised his eyes to see a handsome young man, tall and thin, although his skin was slightly dark, but his facial features were also upright.

Miaozhu asked curiously.

The boy hesitated, but did not answer immediately. Because he was looking at this beautiful and lovely girl who was in her prime. In ancient times, men and women usually married early, and they could talk about marriage at the age of fifteen or sixteen. The so-called "twenty-eight beauties" may also have something to do with it. It seems that at that time, the "youth germination period" of boys and girls will come earlier.

"Liu Beinian, from Sichuan and Shaanxi, my father is Yin of Sichuan and Shaanxi."

The boy stepped closer and replied.

At that time, it was as if he had crashed into a fawn in his heart, and he couldn't help himself. Miaozhu was in a flat mood and did not make any waves.

"Hehe, Wunian? This name is similar to the Dharma name of the monks. ”

Miaozhu closed the book in her hand, and her body still gently swayed with the swing in the wind. The long embroidered brocade robe, the hem flutters up with the wind to reveal a pair of red embroidered shoes, and the three-inch golden lotus is also very cute. The young man stared at him with a lot of fantasies.

"Why is Childe hesitating?"

Miaozhu asked.

The laughter was as refreshing as a trickle of spring water, as graceful and crisp as a lark. At that moment, the young man seemed to be even more intoxicated, and it took a long time to stumble and reply: "Yes...... No, it's not...... Enlightenment, this is not the other enlightenment. ”

"Haha...... Childe speaks like this, how can he chew words more than the masters and scholars? Incomprehensible, really incomprehensible. ”

Miaozhu said and slowly stopped the swing, got up and prepared to go back to the boudoir, she didn't want to listen to a strange man chewing words here to shake off the sour smell of the scholar.

"Miss's figure is so graceful, it's really like a fairy floating in the world. It really makes Xiaosheng ......."

Seeing Miaozhu's graceful figure, Liu Beinian couldn't help but praise, and the sour breath seemed to ripple in his mouth. Miaozhu gave him a cold look and returned to the boudoir with a light gait.

A screen switch.

However, from that moment on, Miaozhu's shadow seemed to have been carved into Liu Beinian's heart.

The voice continued to narrate Lin Yulan.

"And then? So why did the family come to visit a small anthology? ”

Lin Yulan asked.

"Let's answer your second question first, because that Liu Qiufu Yin is already seventy-three years old, and the emperor at that time stipulated that Fu Yin could not be more than seventy years old, which means that he should have retired a long time ago. Three years ago, Liu Qiu went around making some money and used money to renew the 'work contract' for another three years. No, I heard that the person in charge of registering this kind of information that year was Zheng Gangyu Wenxuan, so I didn't come thousands of miles to visit. Later, Zheng Gangyu sternly refused such a bribe, and Liu Qiu returned to his hometown in Sichuan and Shaanxi...... But after a dozen days, he came back......"

The voice stopped at this point.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Yulan asked eagerly.

"This brings us to your second question, which is later. Later, the Liu family spared no expense to ask the Zheng family for a ......"

"Ahh No way? There is only one side, so recklessly come to propose? ”

Lin Yulan couldn't believe it, but the next picture that appeared in front of her made her have to believe it......