Zhou Ziyu went to General Han's Mansion to deliver a letter to Master Li Jing and Li, turned his horse's head, and went straight to the Xinglin Pavilion.

There are regulations in Chang'an City that all vehicles in the streets and alleys of Lifang must slow down and do not run horses. Therefore, as soon as Zhou Ziyu turned into the alley in front of the Xinglin Pavilion, he jumped off the horse, threw the reins to Luo Huai, and strode forward excitedly.

The entire road in front of the Apricot Forest Pavilion was cleaned, and the snow swept up to the side of the city wall had not yet melted, only the red lanterns hanging in front of the door were gently swaying in the cold wind.

Luo Huai led the horse and followed unhurriedly behind, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone road, making a crisp sound.

Zhou Ziyu arrived in front of the Xinglin Pavilion, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Zhuying ran out, opened the door, recognized it as Zhou Ziyu, bowed his hand, and hurriedly let in: "General Zhou, please inside!" ”

Zhou Ziyu also returned the salute and asked with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhuying, is Aunt Zhang here?" Is Jin'er there? ”

Zhuying turned around and said, "Jin'er and Aunt Zhang are in the backyard, General Zhou, you go to the private room to sit for a while, and I will call them." ”

Aunt Zhang and Jin'er were walking up the second floor from the other side of the stairs at this time.

They went to the silk shop in Dongshi early in the morning, customized new clothes and yarn crowns for Jin'er, and under the persuasion of the female shopkeeper, they bought two new exotic skirts.

Then I went to the jewelry store to buy some popular new jewelry and rouge gouache in Chang'an City, and Aunt Zhang also deliberately looked at the pictures of the most popular hairstyles and makeup, and remembered them all in her mind before leaving.

Back at the Xinglin Pavilion, Aunt Zhang began to dress up Jin'er, those latest makeup styles, I had never seen them before, and I had to practice my hands.

Aunt Zhang's clothes for Jin'er were a red cotton short-sleeved shirt with small sleeves, a cyan floor-length skirt underneath, a brocade half-arm shirt with cyan gold weaving, a belt inlaid with sapphires and coral at the waist, and a three-strand twisted gold bracelet on her wrist. The head is combed with an ingots, and two newly bought iris hairpins are inserted. The forehead is yellow, and the cheeks are thinly powdered.

There is both the charm of a woman and the simplicity and heroism of a man.

Aunt Zhang couldn't help but praise: "Jin'er, it's so beautiful!" ”

Jin'er pouted: "It's that the clothes are good-looking, and the jewelry is beautiful." ”

Aunt Zhang said: "My brocade is beautiful, and these clothes and jewelry just set off you more beautifully." ”

Zhang Jinwen also had to admit that she was beautiful when she was dressed beautifully, but she was not used to it.

Originally, standing and sitting were very casual, but now you must always remember your words and deeds, and even your smile must be measured. The etiquette I learned before is not enough now.

"Jin'er, when you dress up as a man, you can laugh casually. Wearing women's clothes now, it's not enough to just remember those rules of etiquette, let's go, let's go to the front private room, let Zhuqing and them pretend to be guests, you give it a try. Aunt Zhang simply took Jin'er to the private room and practiced etiquette on the spot.

As soon as they reached the courtyard, they heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and thought that a guest had sent a servant to order a meal.

Usually, Zhuying or Zhuqing will receive the list of banquet reservations in the outer hall, and those little maids or maids will not follow in.

Aunt Zhang and Zhang Jinwen didn't think about avoiding it, and continued to walk upstairs.

Zhang Jinwen grabbed a fan with one hand, lifted the corner of her skirt, lowered her head and carefully controlled the sound of clogs, and finally moved to the corridor in front of the private room, looked up and asked with a smile: "Bamboo Shadow ......" Her eyes touched the tall figure behind Bamboo Shadow, and her smile and words froze.

Zhou Ziyu stood behind the bamboo shadow, looking at the delicate Jin'er, showing a surprised expression.

Zhang Jinwen stopped stupidly, helpless.

She has fantasized about seeing Zhou Ziyu again many times, in Zhongnan Mountain, in Ambergris Pond, in Taiping Peak, and even in Xinglin Pavilion.

Now it's in the Apricot Forest Pavilion, but that's not what she wants.

It's the first time she's dressed so fancy and she's wearing such bells and whistles, she's painting colorful on her face for the first time, and she's not ready to meet people yet.

Zhang Jinwen subconsciously raised a fan to cover her face, revealing only her two eyes.

Aunt Zhang was startled, and when she saw that it was Zhou Ziyu, she immediately turned her fright into joy and greeted happily: "General Zhou, you're back!" ”

Zhou Ziyu also smiled: "Aunt Zhang, I'm here to eat your cooking again." ”

Aunt Zhang smiled even more happily: "Okay, General Zhou, you sit, I'll go cook," Aunt Zhang pushed Zhang Jinwen forward: "Jin'er, you talk to General Zhou, I'm going to get busy." ”

Jin'er was dressed up so beautifully, so that General Zhou would take a few more looks and be greedy. Aunt Zhang went to the kitchen half satisfied and half regretful.

Zhou Ziyu looked at Jin'er and smiled slightly: "Jin'er, are you okay?" ”

Zhang Jinwen blushed and nodded, shyly smiling: "I'm fine." Brother Yu, is your injury healed? Both hands were still nervously grasping the fan and holding it to her heart, as if this would hold her thumping little heart in her arms and not jump out.

Zhou Ziyu clenched his fist and pounded his right shoulder: "Okay, look! ”

Zhang Jinwen pursed her lips: "I'm still worried that I won't be able to help you." ”

Zhou Ziyu smiled: "If there is no Jin'er, I don't know when my injury will heal." ”

In one sentence, Zhang Jinwen laughed, and all the restraints were swept away.

Zhu Qing brought the charcoal stove and kettle over: "Jin'er, what kind of tea do you want to brew?" ”

Zhang Jinwen smiled: "Brother Yu, go in and sit, I'll make you tea, it's tea you haven't drunk." ”

Zhou Ziyu nodded vigorously: "Okay, Jin'er's holy hand tea soup is definitely not available elsewhere." ”

Zhang Jinwen glanced at Zhou Ziyu, lowered her head and smiled.

Brother Yu is still so understanding, and every sentence and word makes people feel excited.

Zhang Jinwen cleaned her hands, took out the fried sesame peanuts and soybeans, crushed them carefully with a mortar, picked them into the teacup in proportion, and added a few grains of fine salt. Finally, I took two sun-dried perilla leaves, crushed them, picked a little and put them in a teacup, and the kettle on the charcoal stove was just right to boil.

Zhang Jinwen carried the boiling kettle, and the steaming boiling water sprayed down from the spout, washing away the powder in the teacup, like the steaming Tianhe water.

Zhou Ziyu stared at Zhang Jinwen with a good eye, and sighed with admiration: "Jin'er, as long as I look at your action of making tea, I feel that this tea soup is very fragrant." ”

Zhang Jinwen pushed the teacup over: "Brother Yu, you can taste it." ”

Zhou Ziyu took a sip gently, the unique smell of perilla was his favorite, the tea soup was salty and delicious, and the sesame peanuts were fragrant, and he couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect the salty tea soup to be so fragrant, I only drank sweet before." Jin'er, how did you come up with the idea of making salty tea? ”

Zhang Jinwen tilted her head and said playfully: "Uncle Yuqing said that your mouth is sweet, I'm afraid that the sweet tea I brew can't compare to you." ”