"Yo! Is it? She felt very strange that this unstoppable iron rooster was willing to spend money to buy her things, which was really a big anecdote.

Yi Lang took out a flower hairpin with a tassel from the box, held it with both hands and handed it to her. Guan Yao picked it up and took a look, "The style is not bad, take it back and give it to your wife." With that, he pushed the hairpin back to him.

"Don't you like it?" Yi Lang couldn't find a reason why she didn't like it, but he wouldn't refuse any Guan Yao he sent. "Shall I give you a different style?"

"No need, if you come to buy food in the future, I will say a few words to you, and if you come to chat, I will not accompany you." Guan Yao's expression was flat, without sadness or joy, as if he was talking about someone else's family.

Yi Lang was angry, "Are you trying to draw a line with me?" ”

She nodded nonchalantly, Yi Lang was angry, and scolded her a few more words before leaving.

Mo Qiantao watched from the sidelines, and was really shocked by Guan Yao's performance, "I knew that Brother Xiao should have appeared earlier, so that you would not have fallen into the mud." ”

"Don't make fun of me." She pursed her lips, and two pieces of colorful light flew on her face. After speaking, she had a straight face and revealed her heart to Mo Qiantao, "When you meet Brother Xiao, what is a real man, he is so majestic and magnanimous, there must be many women in the capital who are fascinated by him, I am not worthy of him, it is worth it to be able to guard his shadow for a lifetime." ”

Mo Qiantao showed an unfathomable smile, "I don't think so, maybe something good is coming." ”

"What's the explanation?" Wan Yao was anxious and chased after her and asked.

*

In the teahouse, the master and slave of Feng Rongxi sat in it, she looked at Mo Qiantao's delicate face, on the surface she was disdainful, but she was jealous in her heart, "The one who was arrested before was the village woman's father-in-law?" ”

Bi Yuan followed her line of sight and looked forward, "The slave maid occasionally hears the maid in the house talk about it, and it should be nine times out of ten that she can't be wrong." ”

"It is said that on the day of the wedding banquet, my uncle also chose the food in their shop as a souvenir, and now the duck meat in their shop is well-known in the capital." Bi Yuan also told the gossip that he had inquired about, but when Feng Rongxi heard this, he became more and more jealous in his heart.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Bi Yuan couldn't guess her thoughts, so she said, "Why don't you buy some for you to taste?" ”

Feng Rongxi's face sank, "You are not as good as Mingyan." ”

As soon as he heard this, Bi Yuan's whole face was praised, and he hurriedly knelt down to admit his mistake. Her kneeling became more and more eye-catching.

Back at the mansion, Feng Rongxi began to take the opportunity to repair Biyuan, she was obviously the big girl in front of her, but she didn't even live as well as the people who swept the hall every day.

She knew that she had offended Feng Rongxi, but she didn't plan to ask for forgiveness, maybe she was too careful, she felt that Feng Rongxi was such a hegemon, there would definitely be hardships in the future, it was better to get rid of the sea of suffering earlier to be pure, she was now counting on Feng Rongxi to send her back and replace her with a different maid.

Feng Rongxi didn't let her get her wish, but kept her by her side to be rude. turned her head to repair a book and went back to her parents' house, and arranged a personal maid for her.

*

On the day Xia Chunfeng first arrived in the capital, he encountered a snowfall. Finely chopped snowflakes melt like raindrops when they fall to the ground.

He followed the familiar willow leaf imprint and found the place where his master Yuan Shuren stayed, a simple portal, not much different from other people's homes. When he entered, there were two guards at the door, and after bowing his head to Xia Chunfeng, he pushed the door of the inner room open for him to enter.

"Subordinates, see the Pavilion Master." He saluted respectfully.

Yuan Shuren invited him to sit down.

The warm tea in front of him was floating with wisps of blue eyes, he was blinded, and he couldn't see anything in front of him.

After a long time, the room suddenly warmed up, and a servant girl put down the stove and left.

"Master, I'm still so cold."

Yuan Shuren warmed his hands, "None of the people who escaped under King Yao's knife were not afraid of the cold. ”

Xia Chunfeng heard about King Yao for the first time.

The conversation box opened, and he said, "Back then, the Xuanji Pavilion was originally owned by King Yao, and later King Yao had the heart to seize the heir, he used the disciples who did not know the Xuanji Pavilion, rushed to the palace to force the palace, and met King Qin halfway, that is, the current emperor, the two fought halfway, and a group of disciples of the Xuanji Pavilion only learned the truth at that time. ”

Correct path? What is the right path?

If King Yao succeeded in forcing the palace at the beginning, then the evil way would also become the right way.

Seeing that Xia Chunfeng lost his mind, Yuan Shuren said again, "I am just telling you this for the teacher just to let you know that things in the world are changing rapidly, today is the lord, tomorrow may be the servant, only seizing the opportunity in front of you is the most important." ”

Xia Chunfeng moved the teacup in front of him, but he didn't drink it after all.

"For the sake of the teacher, I know that you have the heart to retreat, but you are in the prime of life, and it is not a pity that you are struggling." Yuan Shuren's intention to keep him was quite obvious.

"If it's a pity, it's just to live up to Master's expectations." Xia Chunfeng expressed his heart in a few words.

Yuan Shuren sighed, "You are my most proud disciple, and I still remember when I first saw you, your father was just a timid petty official, but you are tenacious, which is very different from your father." ”

"My father was a cautious man and did not have much wisdom, but he also kept the family safe." He didn't have any displeasure and had a different opinion from Yuan Shuren.

"Since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you as a teacher, but now that the Xuanji Pavilion is hanging by a thread, can you really abandon it?" He stroked his beard, a little heavy.

Xia Chunfeng raised his head suddenly, "What do you mean by this?" ”

He looked solemn and took a sip of tea......

Today's emperor has an extremely favored concubine: Concubine Rong, Concubine Rong has a name under her knees: Hanlin, the seventh in line. The emperor originally intended to make Concubine Rong the queen, but over the years, seeing the seven princes of Hanlin look more and more different from him, coupled with the sudden gossip in the palace, the emperor who originally had no sense of trust in others became more and more suspicious, and he suspected that Hanlin was not his biological son. Therefore, he wanted to send the disciples of Xuanji Pavilion into the palace to investigate.

After hearing this, Xia Chunfeng immediately frowned.

This matter is related to the face of the heavenly family, whether it is groundless or not, the dignity of the heavenly family cannot be blasphemed, but anyone who knows about this matter is afraid that there is no one alive.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yuan Shuren could guess what he was thinking, and he said earnestly, "The matter is big and the implications are widespread, and other people who are teachers can't be trusted, but you may be able to find a glimmer of life for Xuanji Pavilion." ”

This sudden burden made Xia Chunfeng stunned, and now he is in a dilemma, not accepting the loss of his teacher, and accepting him will be a loss to his relatives.

"There is no other way to be a teacher, please agree, after this matter, I will definitely give you a free body." Yuan Shuren swore by it, in fact, the two of them knew in their hearts that after this matter, it was difficult to say whether there would be a future, and from then on, the sun that they looked up at every day was a luxury.

"When will you enter the palace gate?" Xia Chunfeng always couldn't refuse.

"After Chinese New Year's Eve, when the palace comes in and out of the family, it will be easy to be confused when you arrange a new identity." Yuan Shuren had obviously already calculated it.

Out of the small mansion, Xia Chunfeng felt a sense of relief, at this moment, he wished that he had grown a pair of wings, and he could fly to Mo Qiantao's side immediately.

*

Qunan County, Wu Fu.

"Madam, my uncle said that it was snowing, and I will bring you ginseng chicken soup to warm you up." The new big girl came in with a bowl and a sweet smile on her lips, and she looked like a festive person.

As soon as he heard this, Feng Rongxi put down the embroidery frame in his hand, his eyes overflowing with anticipation, "He can come back tonight." ”

Huan Xi smiled, approached her and said, "Uncle takes care of Madame like this, if you are free, you will definitely come back to accompany you." ”

The smile on her face was even worse, and she glanced at Huan Ying with disgust, "It's just your sweet mouth." ”

"The slave is just telling the truth. Madame, drink it while it's hot. With that, she reached out and lifted the lid of the bowl.

Seeing that the new servant and the old master were getting along harmoniously, Bi Yuan, who was standing on the side, was calm and expressionless.

As soon as Feng Rongxi finished drinking the soup, Wu Muyun stepped on the light snow and came in. A cold wind blew, Feng Rongxi smelled the faint smell of braised duck on his body, and his heart immediately sank a little.

"Is the soup delicious?"

She wiped the oil on her lips and nodded with a smile, "Xianggong is so attentive, it's delicious." After that, he glanced at Wu Muyun carefully, and asked without giving up, "Xianggong has had lunch?" ”

Wu Muyun nodded, picked up the embroidery stand on the table and took a look, and began to praise her embroidery.

"If Xianggong likes this style, I will embroider some on your clothes tomorrow." Hearing a few words of praise, her heart was sweeter than eating honey.

"Madame must be very lonely in the house, and I often have no time to accompany me, so I feel guilty for thinking about it." As he spoke, his eyes were full of shame.

Feng Rongxi thought he had heard something, smiled, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, my mother's family used to live like this, and after a long time, everything was familiar, and it was alleviated." ”

Then the topic was turned elsewhere, Feng Rongxi thought that this matter was over, but he didn't expect that the next day, Wu Muyun was in the study, shaking hands with a woman to write and paint.

When the servant told her, she thought she had misheard, and led a group of people to the study, where there was a faint sound of pleasant singing, and she steadied herself and slowly pushed the door open.

"Xiang Gong is very interested." Her eyes fell on the woman who was singing, and saw that her eyebrows were delicate, and she looked like a small jasper, and she didn't feel the slightest threat.

The woman was startled and hurriedly saluted her.

"Why is Madame here?" Wu Muyun looked stunned, and then invited her to sit down and listen to the music.

"It's good that I didn't bother to beat Xianggong and this girl." Feng Rongxi always had a smile on her face, she turned her head to look at the woman, and said, "I don't know the girl's surname." ”

"Folk girl Tan Cuihong, I don't know what song Madame wants to hear?" She gave a generous salute, without the slightest fear, but I think she was used to seeing these scenes.

Feng Rongxi thought for a while and walked towards Wu Muyun, "I love to listen to everything that Xianggong likes to hear." ”

Wu Muyun casually pointed out the repertoire.