Luo Xiu always wanted to find a chance to go back to that alley to see, but winter passed, spring came and went, and the begonia flowers bloomed and thanked, but he still didn't make it.

He has begun to regret his original decision, there are many ways to repay his kindness, why did he choose such a path of no return?

Chang Ke is this son, he is not very old, and he will never forget his grudges.

"I want to drink water."

"Bring the grapes."

"Go to the garden."

“……”

As the chief maid (pseudo) of Miss Chang (pseudo), Luo Xiu must not leave an inch. Not to mention the water to feed the grapes, he also has to go to the garden with the delicate flowers and weak willows, and in the past three years, his arm strength has greatly improved.

Blindly being beaten and not fighting back is naturally not Luo Xiu's style, so Chang Ke tortured his body, and he abused Chang Ke's soul.

……

This "Wang Zhen Agriculture" is good, included in the required reading list, this set of "Water Jing New Note" is very good, added to the scope of teaching and examination, this "Silver Bottle Plum", it seems to be of great benefit in the future......

Chang Ke wanted to flip the table, but unfortunately the well-made red acid branch bookcase was too heavy, so he had to give up.

Shouldn't his setting be a sick lady who can't carry his shoulders and can't lift his hands, and can't learn to be drunk and dream of death! Can anyone tell him why he is learning these things!

Eh, that "Silver Vase Plum" stayed.

……

In the garden, Luo Minghong's voice drifted faintly in the wind.

Chang Ke pointed with his hand: Go over there.

Luo Minghong was worried, he had been in the Ministry of Rites for ten years, and he had just been promoted to the host and guest Qing official Shilang when he encountered problems.

This dynasty has only been established for more than 30 years, and the relationship with the foreign neighboring states is still very tense, and few foreign envoys come, so this position is extremely leisurely.

And what Luo Minghong pursued was just to leave home with more money and less trouble, and it happened that this position was satisfied with all three points, but the fact that the Tata envoys came to conclude diplomatic relations broke all this.

Due to the emptiness of the treasury caused by the previous conquest, Emperor Huaixuan took the Huairou route after succeeding to the throne and devoted himself to establishing good relations with the surrounding tribes, so the arrival of the Tata envoys was taken more seriously than ever.

In order to make the Tata envoys feel at home again, some courtiers proposed to perform the dances of the two countries at the banquet to bring them closer.

In Luo Minghong's opinion, these proposals are completely rubbish, why don't you do it if it's so good!

In his position, Luo Minghong has no excuse to refuse.

Finally, I was almost ready, but there was an accident, and a dancer was injured and couldn't dance. There are a lot of dancers in the capital, but there are not many of them with this kind of high-nosed and deep-eyed alien blood, and it is exhaustive to be able to gather this team of Luo Minghong.

Seeing that the envoys were about to arrive in another half a month, Luo Minghong's anxious mouth was full of fire bubbles, so he also pulled his staff to borrow wine in the garden to drown his sorrows.

"Wenyuan, my life is so bitter......"

Luo Minghong, who was too drunk, began to sing.

Chen Wenyuan looked at his master with a constipated face, and a sense of remorse rose in his heart for looking away and following the wrong person.

Chang Ke looked at Luo Xiu carefully: "The time has come to reflect your value." ”

So, at the instigation of Chang Ke, Luo Xiu replaced the injured dancer.

Luo Xiu only had one request, he didn't live in Changfu for half a month, because with Chang Ke's urine sex, he would definitely force himself to jump to show him.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Luo Minghong readily agreed, and Chang Ke looked at the books stacked on the bookcase into a hill and secretly grinded his teeth.

This courtyard was chosen by Luo Xiu, and the location is next door to the Shu family. However, he passed by the back door of the Shu family every day, but he never saw the person he wanted to see again.

Soon, the envoys of the Tata tribe entered Beijing, and the people crowded the streets to watch the excitement, and these barbarians were not blue-faced fangs.

The envoys of the Tata tribe were royal families, and they were born with five great and three thick. He drank wine, looked at the beauty, and fell in love with Luo Xiu, who danced the best.

Luo Xiu: !!!!!

Fortunately, this matter was rejected by the second prince Xiao Rong, and Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaving the main hall, Luo Xiu dodged the guards and prepared to go shopping, after all, it was the first time to come, and he had to leave some marks, right?

Just when Luo Xiu was concentrating on carving his name on a white marble pillar, he saw Xiao Rong running wildly, blowing past him, and he didn't see the dignified appearance of the wind and drizzle before. A small man in black, with a dagger encrusted with gems, followed closely behind.

In the opinion of Luo Xiu, who has been trained for three years and is no longer the same as he was back then, the two are not chasing and fleeing, but playing eagle and chicken.

Luo Xiu stepped forward and quickly subdued the assassin, pulled down the mask and saw that the so-called assassin was just an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

That's right, fifteen-year-old Luo Xiu thinks that this kind of child can't be seen at all.

The little assassin was very dishonest, but his resistance and struggle were suppressed by Luo Xiu by force.

In a few moments, the little assassin was full of bags.

The ornate dagger was tucked into Luo Xiu's sleeve, and the little assassin's hands and feet were tied together by belts.

The little assassin with inferior skills said a lot of words in his mouth, although Luo Xiu couldn't understand it, but with his angry expression, he also guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

Xiao Rong was chased for most of the Imperial Garden, and at this time he was out of breath and stood aside to rest.

After relieving himself, Xiao Rong politely thanked him, hoping that Luo Xiu would not alarm the guards, and he would deal with this assassin himself.

Luo Xiu didn't want to meddle in things, but he only made a move for the sake of Xiao Rong to relieve himself. He just sneaked here, how could he ask for trouble.

Besides, those guards who don't know who will break them up will definitely not be able to get over for a while.

Luo Xiu thought so, but he didn't remind Xiao Rong that he grew up in this deep palace, and he should know more about it than himself.

Xiao Rong dragged the assassin as if he were dragging a pig to be slaughtered.

After shopping, and leaving a name, Luo Xiu simply went out of the palace. When he returned to the courtyard, he had not changed his clothes, and he fell asleep.

On the second day, Luo Xiu was woken up by the laughter next door.

Come out with a sense of getting up and take a look, hehe, it's spring again.

Luo Xiu sneered, and broke the kite string with a small pebble in his hand.

Watching the kite land on his tree and listening to the cry of a child over there, Luo Xiu smiled with satisfaction and prepared to go back to catch up on sleep.

Before he could take two steps, there was a rustling sound behind him. Luo Xiu looked back and saw that someone had invaded his territory, targeting the kite on the tree.

It's a pity that this little girl is small and her arms are not long enough, and she can barely reach a kite.

In this way, she still has time to turn around and comfort the people on the other side of the wall: "Whoever picked it up belongs to whom, but my sister will give it to you when she picks it up, okay?" ”

Luo Xiu pondered, these eyes, he had seen before.

It was easier to get distracted when talking, so the person grabbed the kite and fell from the tree together.

Luo Xiu didn't know what he was thinking, and when he reacted, the person was already in his arms.

Although I haven't seen her for three years, Luo Xiu is sure that she is the little girl back then, and he somehow doesn't want her to see her current dress. He covered her eyes with one hand, and quickly buttoned the mask he had used for the dance last night to his face with the other.

The mask only covered the upper half of his face, Luo Xiu removed his hand, looked down at the frightened little girl in his arms, and raised a smile, "Who picked it up and who left it?" Then you are mine. ”

Fortunately, the mask hangs around the waist and has not been removed......

Fortunately, his martial arts are strong and his skills are agile......

The young Luo Xiu is very narcissistic.

In the spring breeze in April, the begonia petals blowing in don't know whose eyes are lost.