Mingyue looked at the dilapidated tomb infatuatedly, her body became colder, she lowered her head indifferently, tore off the two pieces of cotton cloth from the white trouser tube, flipped her fingers, and after a while, it was folded into a white flower, inserted in the small grave, and choked up: "Every woman is a unique flower in this world, and when she meets someone who loves flowers, she will overflow with fragrant grass; When you meet someone who folds flowers, you will lose your incense. May you meet someone who cherishes you and loves you in the next life. ”

Mingyue turned around silently, and although her steps were staggering, she couldn't hear the sound, as if she was not stained with dust.

Li Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stopped Mingyue, and muttered: "Miss Mingyue, the master has been protecting you from beginning to end, and punishing Aunt Hong is nothing more than that she wants to frame you, the master has never thought of harming you, and he can't help himself." ”

Mingyue didn't turn around, and said coolly: "If you frame me, Aunt Hong's ruthlessness is less than one-ten-thousandth of your master's, if Aunt Hong's crime deserves death, then why does your master hug her left and right and be happy?!" ”

If Mingyue's heart is torn apart by life, she will be ruthless for Aunt Hong's heart, for Li Fang's careless life, and even more unscrupulous means for this powerful person.

Mingyue walked back to Xiangyang Village, her mood was as dark as this reckless mountain forest, her hands and feet were as cold as this vast snow village, and when she followed the path to the entrance of the village, she saw a dexterous pigeon flying in front of her in a daze, and landed not far in front of her.

A figure rushed towards the pigeon, which was very nimble, and flew two steps forward to stand still, as if to seduce and tease the man who had captured it, and his eyes were as agile as if they were dyed with aura, and his mouth was arrogantly "cooing".

The first time the person who flew pounced, when he pounced on the pigeon, his strength was already old, and he pounced on nothing, and even his body fell into the snow, and the whole person was deeply immersed in it, and did not move for a long time.

Mingyue looked at the familiar figure curiously, and hesitantly walked closer, wanting to find out why the man didn't move, the man raised his head suddenly, his face was covered with a layer of snow, and only his two eyes were rolling like black grapes.

Mingyue's gloomy mood seemed to shoot into a ray of sunlight, dispelling a trace of gloom, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, but she pretended to be disgusted: "You are a dignified member of the court, how can you steal pigeons to eat by yourself, so that your subordinates and villagers look at the joke for no reason." ”

Wei Zhixing wiped the snow on his face, and said with a smile: "No, no, no, I don't ask if it's stealing, I spent money on it, I bought it, but I flew halfway." ”

Mingyue rolled her eyes and said sarcastically: "The limbs are not diligent, and the grains are not divided, so it's better to look at me." ”

Wei Zhixing stretched out his hand and grabbed Mingyue at once, wanting to stop it, but seeing that Mingyue's face finally showed a look, he turned to untie the big curtain on his body, and carefully dressed Mingyue, when Mingyue thought that the man was blocking her, the man encouraged: "Go!" I lost two, this is just one of them, and one flew in the direction of the ancestral hall, both of which I recovered! "That look, how can there be a trace of a woman who feels ashamed of catching pigeons.

After several days of fear and exhaustion, Mingyue felt that she was about to become a rotten wood that could not laugh, and when she got this opportunity, she was as happy as a horse that had taken off the reins, where to care about the embroidered shoes under her feet, using her hands and feet together, like a leopard like a wolf to the pigeon.

I don't know if the pigeon is not afraid of life, or lack of heart, always want to fly high, but always can't fly two steps away, teasing Mingyue pounced on her again and again, at first Mingyue wanted to catch it, and then it was like a tortoise and rabbit race, one person and one pigeon, you before and after me, one chase and one catch, until sunset, until exhaustion, Mingyue is still unfinished catching it.

When I arrived in front of the ancestral hall, I saw another pigeon standing not far from the door without fear, and when I saw Wei Zhixing, I even moved forward, and Mingyue only pounced and captured it alive.

After some running, Mingyue's little face had turned from miserable white to ruddy, panting and puffing, and she became more and more happy. It's just that I'm happy and sad, and my lower abdomen hurts faintly.

Wei Zhixing took the two wilting pigeons in Mingyue's hand, scratched the tip of Mingyue's little nose and said, "Little fool, you still run away when you are uncomfortable." Mingyue snorted lightly, obviously the other party asked her to catch pigeons to play, but she turned her face and didn't admit it after a while.

Before Mingyue could refute, the man had already turned around, turned his back to the girl, bowed his head, and said in a low voice: "Your embroidered shoes are not against the cold, and the snow will melt for a while, be careful to cool down, come up, if you don't dare, ......."

I thought that the girl would be reserved and didn't dare to come up, the man wanted to use the agitation method to excite it, which Cheng wanted to excite the method has not come in handy, the petite person has already struggled to jump on the man's wide back, draped in hairy body, like a hedgehog with thorns, soft and tender, very gentle.

The man was wandering in infinite warmth, and the girl's painting style changed suddenly, and she patted the man's shoulder arrogantly and said, "What are you talking about?" Why don't you go quickly!! ”

The man couldn't laugh or cry, and walked towards the village, fearing that the people in the village would gossip, so he deliberately walked around the forest.

The light at dusk is not strong, and when it passes through the woods, it is even more mottled, and there is a sense of silence and solemnity, which makes people panic for no reason.

The girl clinged to the man's back, hugged the man's neck, and whispered weakly in the man's ear: "Kazuo, I want to go home." ”

The man let out a soft "um" and repeated the girl's words, "Let's go home." ”

The girl's orchid-like breath blew slightly on the man's ears, causing the man's earlobes to be faintly pink, and the woman said again unwillingly: "Yifu, I want to go home, here, it's not good at all, and I will be bullied at every turn." ”

The man asked suspiciously, "Huh?" If you don't like this family, then go back to my house, and the mother-in-law, handyman, and nursing home will all listen to you. ”

The girl shook her head in annoyance and said, "It's not good, the home in my mind is very small, and it can only accommodate two masters, and there is no place to accommodate so many hostesses." If it's too much, I won't be able to breathe, and if I can't breathe, I'll be depressed, and if I'm depressed, I'll be hysterical, and I'll go crazy and vent, and I'm a life-sparing person, and I'm likely to become like Aunt Hong, I'm afraid ......"

The man listened like a fog, but the general meaning was understood, and he nodded firmly: "Okay, you are too crowded, there are only you and me in the family." My name is 'Yifu', and naturally I do what I say, but I am only your husband. ”

The girl blinked her eyes and thought for a long time before realizing that the man was confessing to herself in disguise? Why is the tone so flat, not at all excited? It's like an old husband and wife are talking about firewood, rice, oil and salt, and they don't seem to know anything about each other.

The girl pursed her lips and said in an unkind tone: "It takes strength to support a family, 'Yifu', how many grades do you have?" ”

The man ...... was stunned, hesitating whether he was a third-grade or a fourth-grade, if it was a fourth-grade, but he was an official of the third-grade, and if it was a third-grade, he seemed to have refused again.

Seeing the man's eyes flickering, Mingyue thought that the man's occupation was difficult to speak, and it was not difficult for the man to ask: "Yifu, how much are you worth?" ”

The ......man hesitated again, and his mind quickly calculated, his young income was not much, only a few dozen stones of grain and more than a hundred taels of silver, but with the emperor's reward, the queen's reward, and the filial piety of salt and iron from all over the country...... It doesn't seem like it's really easy to calculate......

Seeing that the man is like this again, the girl is a little bottomless, she can't say her official position, she can't say it, and she is worried about her future.

The girl pouted and asked again: "Yifu, you only have one relative, where is your sister now?" Where to live? ”

"......" Don't say it, Wei Zhixing feels that he is too much, but if he says it, my sister is the current queen, my brother-in-law is the current saint, and my nephew is the prince of the court...... "If you are so straightforward, will it scare the little girl who was born as a peasant girl away?!"

The man peeked at the girl behind him with a worried face, only to see the girl's side face, no wind and no waves, no happiness, no unhappiness, but made the man's heart even more bottomless, and his heartbeat increased inexplicably, for fear that the little girl would no longer pay attention to him.

Where did Mingyue know the man's thoughts, seeing the worry on the man's face, he only thought that Wei Zhixing's sister was not doing well recently, in this ancient period, being a concubine or being a man filling the house would be considered an unspeakable thing, judging from Wei Zhixing's reflection, his status as the future eldest sister was worrying.

Mingyue sighed lightly, patted Wei Zhixing's shoulder with sympathy, and said: "Yifu, it doesn't matter if the official position is not decent, the social division of labor is different, whether you are studying ink for the emperor or copying scriptures in the Hanlin Academy, I don't care; It doesn't matter how much this money is, but you can't be an old man, don't be extravagant and waste in the future; If my sister is not doing well in her husband's house, it is not necessary to return to her mother, don't be too sad, just figure it out, men are dispensable guys, if the husband is a wolf-hearted dog, I will help her punish him for being angry, and ensure that he cries so much that he can't find the North ...... when he goes home."

Wei Zhixing couldn't cry or laugh, he thought that Mingyue would accuse him of concealing something, but how did he know that the kind little girl wanted to be crooked, what was it talking about!

Because he was bookish and could read and paint, he thought about his official position in the Hanlin Academy;

Because of his daily extravagance and waste, he thought that he didn't have much money, and it was the ancestral immortal Fuyin who squandered it all.

Because he was embarrassed about his sister's identity, he thought that his sister was living pitifully in her husband's family, and she was even disgusted by her husband's family, and she couldn't talk about it......

Wei Zhixing couldn't help but lift the little girl's head to his back, and said angrily: "Little girl, where do I look like a little girl?" Where is it like my sister enduring her anger at her husband's house? Where is it like a servant who polishes ink and incense and copies scriptures? ”

Mingyue snorted lightly, pouted and retorted: "What's wrong with grinding ink and adding incense, copying scriptures?" Big and small are also a secretary general! If you get it right, you can make it a powerful minister! Yan Song and Hu Guang are so powerful! ”

After speaking, I realized that Wei Zhixing only had one thing in common with the two of the two people he was talking about, that is, the calligraphy and poetry were excellent, and the rest really didn't find anything in common, and the other reviews in history were not very good.

The girl smiled and closed her mouth, peeping at the man's expression, obviously the man didn't know who Yan Song and Hu Guang were, stuck out her little tongue and stopped talking, pretending to be asleep, and snuggled tightly on the man's back.

Note: Yan Song, the first assistant of the cabinet during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, the secretary of the Ministry of Shangshu, was edited by the Hanlin Academy at the beginning, and controlled the government for many years.

Hu Guang, the first assistant of the cabinet during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, was first revised by the Hanlin Academy, and was deeply loved by Zhu Di. However, his calligraphy is a must, known as "a thousand words of gold", and the emperor's important edicts are all written by this person.