Outside the courtyard wall, the drum beat the three watches, and Yushu tossed and turned, making it difficult to sleep. Ah Leopard slept sweetly, and I don't know what kind of dreams it had, smash it, smash it, smash it, and meow it twice.

A gluttonous cat is a gluttonous cat, and you can't forget to eat it in your dreams. Yushu pinched its soft little ears and couldn't help laughing.

The reason why Yushu couldn't sleep was all because of Rong Hao's song "Qiao". She learned from Zhang's mouth that "Qiao" was a ballad of Xichen. When Zhang and Lu Feng walked the rivers and lakes, they went to Xichen and learned there. In other words, Rong Hao is very likely to be the Xichen clan.

Maybe Rong Hao was abducted to Kyoto.

Yushu thought while smoothing the soft little meat pad of A Leopard.

Ah Leopard has always slept lightly, woke up in a daze, and looked at Yushu's bright and shiny eyes, startled it, immediately refreshed, yawned, hooked Yushu's hair scattered on the pillow with his little claws, and bit it violently.

This is the kitten's unique way of companionship.

Yushu accepted its love, pulling a strand of hair back and forth to tease, A leopard's big round eyes were shiny, shaking with the shaking of Yushu's hair, taking advantage of Yushu's unpreparedness, he suddenly poked out his little claws to grab.

One person and one cat had a lot of fun, but soon Ah Leopard got tired of playing, stretched his waist, jumped off the ground and ran to his house to eat and drink, and by the way, scratched the big dog to get angry.

Yushu hooked her fingers, took out the wolf hair from under the mattress, and rubbed it carefully.

The moonlight was not very bright tonight, and with a curtain hanging from it, I could barely see, but I couldn't see it really.

The strange thing is that Yushu can clearly see the dots of bamboo on the barrel of the pen, and can also see the traces left by every leopard's bite.

Huo Xunmei has always been the one that Yushu deliberately avoided and did not want to touch.

She met him in the middle of winter.

It's funny to say that he was once hung on a tree by a wild boar's lock like Lao Yi.

The world-famous Changqing Pavilion Master was thrown down on a tree, polite and elegant, all turned into two lines of bitter tears, crying poor people.

Zhao Jinmei saved the hero, so he got acquainted.

He took his children to live in Kyoto, and when he passed through Luming Mountain, he was very fond of painting and went into the mountains to sketch, but he wanted to be separated from the servants. He hurried to find the servant and stepped into the trap.

Yushu thought of the embarrassed Changqing, and snorted with joy, but tears came out of her eyes.

He said to her, "...... Changqing, call me Changqing. ”

"My wife died last year's ......"

“…… A son and a daughter. ”

"The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance. The name of the little women's singles is a surplus word. ”

That day, she talked with him about poetry and painting, drum music, beautiful scenery, and people's hearts. He sighed that Zhao Jin was well-read and strong, and Zhao Jin appreciated his open-mindedness.

The two have only been together for more than half an hour, but they seem to have been familiar with each other in their previous lives.

When they parted, Changqing gave each other a painting to thank her for saving her life.

Through the eagles with different postures, Zhao Jin saw Changqing's ambition to look down on the world.

However, she could only turn a blind eye.

Perhaps, Changqing would never have thought that Zhao Jin, who was talking eloquently in front of him, was extremely inferior. When the two looked at each other, Zhao Jin's palms were sweating involuntarily. But she pretended to be casual, and tried her best to be solemn and generous, with a thousand demeanors.

She was wearing a coarse linen dress that day, covered with a washed white cotton lotus canopy, covering all her crippled arms, like a thick shell, wrapping Zhao Jin's heart.

Looking back on myself at that time, it is really ridiculous and pathetic.

Changqing saw through her predicament and pretense, but she didn't poke her face.

Perhaps, what Yushu has always been unwilling to face is not Changqing, but the embarrassed self.

The once beautiful daughter lord of the county, the pearl of the first emperor, was dressed in shabby clothes, pretending to be elegant.

Thinking of this, Yushu felt embarrassed.

Outside the courtyard wall, the drum beats the four watches.

Ah Leopard scratched the big dog for a while before he jumped on the bed satisfied, Yushu took it into his arms, and one person and one cat fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Poria saw that Yushu's eyes were blue, and the curtain was halfway lifted and put down, and said distressedly: "Little lady, let's sleep for a while to make up for sleep." ”

Yushu rubbed her sore eyes and sat up straight, "I can't sleep, I still have to go to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion to visit, didn't I hand over the prayer post yesterday?" It's rude to go late. ”

For this meeting, Yushu has been looking forward to it for a long time. In order not to be so abrupt, she sent a prayer post a day in advance. The gift should not be too heavy, otherwise it would be suspected of bribery, and it should not be too light, it would not be atmospheric enough, which really made her nerve-wracking.

Poria sighed, "Before the New Year, the little lady was busy with her feet not touching the ground." I entered the palace yesterday, and I went to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion today, and I didn't have time to teach us to read and write. ”

"How about I invite a gentleman back tomorrow?" Yushu said and lifted the quilt, stretched out her legs, and Poria hurriedly squatted down to put on her shoes, "The little lady is going to break the maid." How can we afford it? ”

After putting on her shoes, Yushu stood up, "The maids in other people's houses can't afford it, but the maids in my Xie Mansion can afford it." You don't care about this, I told Lao Yi to do it. In the future, when you return to the East Valley with me, you must not let the servants in the palace compare, you all study hard for me, learn by heart, you know? ”

Poria nodded heavily, "Yes!" Remember, slave! ”

Yushu had breakfast with Zhang, explained all the miscellaneous matters in the house to Lao Yi to deal with, and did not forget to tell him to invite a female gentleman back. After all the assignments were made, he rushed to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion with Liantong Ciye.

The Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is located in the southeast corner of Changle Fang, which can be reached by horse-drawn carriage for about three minutes.

Wei Baohu received the greeting post yesterday and ordered the house to prepare, from the decoration in the hall to the tea and meals, and strive to be exquisite. He didn't want to slap Xie Yushu, but he didn't want to be despised by Xie Yushu.

The vision of the children of the family is higher than that of others.

Wei Baohu mainly wanted the two brothers to learn more from Xie Jiulang's strengths. Wei Wei knew his grandfather's thoughts, so he shirked and said that Feng Qianchun's father, Feng Kang, and Feng Siye invited him to come over to the house.

moved out of the country, and Wei Baohu was not easy to stop, and repeatedly told him to eat less and talk more about learning before letting him out.

Wei Yan had a solid eye, pushed away the Qi Bi Fierce dinner, and obediently stayed in the mansion to entertain Xie Jiulang.

In the past life and this life, this is the first time that Yushu has come to the Weihu Mansion as a guest. As soon as he got out of the carriage, he saw a young man dressed in regular clothes approaching him.

The boy walked towards her, his steps steady and heroic.

Although when he was in Liangzhou City, he could see it from a distance and couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, but Yushu still recognized him at a glance, he was the young general wearing a phoenix winged hood, the eldest grandson of Wei Baohu, Wei Yao.

"A certain Wei Yao, who has admired Xie Langjun's name for a long time, is indeed worthy of his reputation today." Wei Yan said polite words, but he was a little sympathetic to Xie Yushu in his heart.

The rumors can't be believed, but the legend that Xie Jiulang is weak and can't help but be true is true. Look at how thin he is, the wind will blow it down. With this small body, it's okay to stay in the house and talk about Zen in winter.

"Wei Langjun, disrespectful, disrespectful." Yushu handed the sleeve stove to Liantong and threw her fist at Wei Yao. Because her right hand is crippled, it doesn't look strange to give it up.

"Are you still used to coming to Kyoto?" Wei Yao walked side by side with Yushu and led her to the flower hall in the front yard.

"Habit, habit." Yushu smiled slightly. She was two heads shorter than Wei Yao, and when she spoke, Yushu looked up at him, no more, no less, a little difficult.

(. = )