Chapter Ninety-Three: The Lady

Jin Lu'an's father is a seven-grade petty official in Beijing, but she has a grandfather who is a doctor in the country, because she is the eldest daughter, and she is quiet and well-behaved, and the elders in the family are more pampered, last June, she just turned fourteen, because of her grandfather, fortunately she was inserted into the country to study, not to mention that it is good to marry after the mixed diploma comes out, and it is always good to have more friends and playmates.

Compared with ordinary little girls, Jin Lu'an, who has two younger brothers at home, is already very sensible, she doesn't care much about rouge powder, under the cultivation of her grandfather since childhood, her biggest interest is calligraphy, collecting all kinds of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and calligraphy samples, so she entered the academy without accident.

Teenagers and girls at this age always have a respectable mentality, or a highly respected character, or a young and vigorous talented woman, Jin Luan is no exception, her favorite is Ouyang Xun's words, copy it well, and have Yu Shinan's thirteen engraved copies, but the person she admires is neither Ouyang Xun nor Yu Shinan, but a young lady of the same age as her.

She still remembers the first time she saw the young lady's words, in the first month of school, in the rest room to help her grandfather sort out the homework handed in by students in previous years, she found a few handwriting that was properly collected by his old man, Jin Lu'an grew to fourteen, not to mention the well-read family, but the famous pen in Chang'an City, she was fortunate to have a glimpse, only such a delicate and mellow small character, but it was an unprecedented style, so that she liked it at a glance.

Seeing the name of the schoolwork, the little girl was very surprised, she had heard of the reputation of this young lady, whether it was from her grandfather, or from the gossip of others, both good and bad, before seeing this word, she only listened to the story, you can see this word, her heart suddenly itched, grandfather is very fond of these handwriting, she was obsessed with it for a long time before lending her a copy, the more you copy, the more you love, don't think about anything else.

At the beginning, I looked around for the gentlemen in the Guozi Prison to ask for the young lady's homework in previous years, from one to ten, not only the new style, not only the words but also the articles, and then I traced her old things - widely known as the legendary magic calligraphy competition, from the countryside to the bizarre life of the grandson of Huaiguo, the famous genius in the capital who was killed by the eldest grandson was her brother, and the young lady of the eldest grandson was at odds with the eldest grandson, and the prince of Wei, who was eager for Chang'an women, was blue-eyed to her. Even the poems at a princess's birthday banquet and the story of an officer and robber at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet are familiar to her.

Pile by pile, piece by piece, whether it is true or false, good or bad, she is looking for relish, consciously the more she knows, the more she likes this talented young lady, and in the end, she naturally has a longing heart, not to say too much, in her eyes, those sought-after characters in Guozijian, whether they are talented, even a word of that young lady can not be compared.

So, when the young lady returned to Beijing, she came out with a quick word at the reception banquet one after another, and the ceremony was angry to debunk the trick of the flower and herb critics of the Errong Poetry Society, and after the third lady added the flute, her reputation soared, and Jin Lu was relieved to respect and swell again, and she excitedly handed over the post to visit Lufu that month, but unfortunately she was told that the young lady did not live here, and she couldn't see it, and she went back that day and caught a cold, disappointed, and got sick, and his grandfather looked distressed, and he also knew that this grandson was thinking, so he comforted her and said that when she was well, he would help her to introduce.

Half a month has passed, and on the first day of the Fifth Academy Art Competition, as one of the candidates for the reference of the Academy of Books, he was holding a copy of "Qingxue Sticker" and waiting for the first piano art competition, when he suddenly heard someone call "Miss Lu Er", and heard a light suspicion behind him, he subconsciously turned his head, and was shocked by the dark gray skirt that turned around.

When she looked up, she saw a plain face like a picturesque face, her eyebrows were different, her eyes were warm, this girl was clearly about the same age as herself, but she stood there, she was a cut taller than everyone here, not a head, but a feeling, different from any of her previous assumptions, but she blushed with excitement for a moment, and she couldn't hold the calligraphy in her hand firmly.

"Miss Zhao," Yi Yu looked carefully at the girl who got up and called her in front of her, and only then did she recognize that it was Zhao Yao who was sitting behind her in the Bingchen Sect House back then, if she hadn't remembered the mistake, this Miss Zhao would later become the follower of Changsun Xian.

"Y-Are you here for reference?" Zhao Yao obviously didn't expect Yi Yu to remember her, her hands and feet stood stiffly in place, looking at Yu Yu and saying something stupid, the day before yesterday, Xuanlou listened to the lecture, who didn't know that the Academy invited Miss Lu back to participate.

Yi Yu noticed that the surroundings had quieted down, how many pairs of eyes swept over with curiosity and prying eyes, nodded to Zhao Yao, and said good-naturedly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, it's inconvenient right now, how about another day?" ”

Hao Yao was flattered, nodded hurriedly, and felt that he had answered too quickly, and he didn't have to be annoyed, Cheng Xiaofeng didn't wait to see the person who had befriended Changsun Xian, and spoke impatiently:

"Alright, let's go up."

As he spoke, he pulled the sleeves of Yi Yu's coat and walked out of the building, just took a step, and heard a "pop" sound, Yi Yu looked down and saw a thin book fall at his feet, grabbed Cheng Xiaofeng, who was almost stepping on it, bent down to pick it up, patted the leather page twice, swept to the name, his eyes lit up, and someone around him got up, she turned her head to a swollen red little face, and handed the book back, and smiled warmly:

"Do you like Mr. Lanhe's words, I also have this "Clear Snow Sticker".

"I, I, I, I like, like." Jin Lu'an would never talk like this on weekdays, but now his brain is in a mess, as if his throat is blocked in one breath, and the more anxious he is, the more he can't say everything.

Seeing that the round-faced girl didn't say a word, Yi Yu blushed and red-faced, just thinking that she was afraid of life, and she had the heart to chat a few words, so she gave up, handed her back the notebook, and left with Cheng Xiaofeng.

As soon as the two of them disappeared behind the door curtain, a noisy sound erupted from the head of the Lan Tower, which had been silent just now:

"Did you see it, did you see it, the one in the black shirt just now was Miss Lu"

"Do you think she really wants to participate in the art competition on behalf of our academy?"

"You guys have dull ears, I didn't hear her say it herself, haha, I'm still talking big as a gentleman, I didn't think people would really come."

"Then it's Miss Cheng who is with her, the two of them are really good."

In the eyes of this group of people, Yi Yu and Cheng Xiaofeng seem to have become rumored characters, far away from reality, these teenagers and girls used to hear stories and see them with their own eyes, and few were not excited.

In the endless stream of voices below, Jin Lu'an surrounded four or five people, all of whom were girlfriends and friends, because of her, she knew a lot about the deeds of Yu Yu, and respected them together, at this time, she was eager, chattering about Miss Lu, but Jin Lu'an didn't listen to half a sentence, holding the book "Qingxue Sticker" in her arms, her face was stunned, not only because she was excited to see me, but also because of the humiliating reaction in front of Yu Yu just now. Someone else suggested that after today's art competition, she would talk to Miss Lu, and she would feel better.

Yi Yu didn't know that a few little girls downstairs had already remembered her, and Cheng Xiaofeng went up to the bamboo building to sit down, more than half of the visitors around her, and she recognized Cheng Xiaofeng but didn't recognize her who showed her face in front of people, so no one came up to disturb her, Yi Yu was happy, so she got together with Cheng Xiaofeng and whispered, heard Zhong Ming, and saw that there was someone on the judging table on the upper floor of Mei on the opposite side, so she got up and planned to go over to see Jin Qide, and by the way, she eliminated the name of this Tianyi Bi-

The ruler is short and long, even if diligence can make up for the clumsiness, but what to do must also talk about some talent, the jade is born with a lack of tendons in the piano art, so far it will only play some monotonous tunes, no matter how complicated it is.

Looking for the memory from the back of the building around the circle touched the Mei Building, the long staircase to the middle of the hearing of the voice, climbed to the second floor, a glance swept the judgment seat, nine seats empty three, a never-seen foreign invitation judgment and the five doctors in the Guozi Prison are already seated, the Oriental Sacrifice Wine and two more foreign invitation judges have not arrived, and three or four students stand in front of the doctor of the academy to listen to the teaching, a few scholars kneeling in the corner, sorting out the disc book.

"Dr. Jin."

Jin Qide was arguing with Yan Heng, a doctor from the four gates, when he heard someone shouting, he turned his face and saw the remnant jade, looked up and down, suddenly laughed, and said slowly, "I still look at the spirit in the regular clothes of our academy, the old man hasn't seen you for two years, if it weren't for the fact that Yibi invited you over, I'm afraid you won't remember me, an old man." ”

Yi Yu saluted, and several other doctors who heard the sound came over, and said apologetically, "When I came back last month, I should have come to visit the door a long time ago, but it was a student who was rude." ”

Jin Qide was joking, seeing that she looked serious, he didn't want to go, when the person was driven away, he was powerless, this time he presumptively asked Yu Yu to come over to fight for the name of the academy, for selfishness, he didn't report much hope, and he was already happy to get Yu Yu's reply, how could he really complain about her, not to mention that in less than a month, the little girl in front of her would marry into the palace as a concubine, and her identity would rise, not that he could easily preach, so the conversation changed and asked her about the two years of cruising outside.

Yi Yu answered one by one, seeing that the time was approaching, so he asked to talk about the elimination of his name, Jin Qide was not surprised, and even quipped, "Why can't you talk about a song?" ”

Yi Yu shook his head embarrassedly and said, "I can play a few songs, but it's hard to be elegant, so I won't come out to offer ugliness." ”

"You are really," Jin Qide took the pen to tick her piano skills on the roster, and took care of some art competitions, until Zhong Ming went through the second time, "Okay, you go, if you have nothing to do, stay and watch the competition, this year's students' piano skills are good, and the music should be new." ”

"Well, the student went down first." Yi Yu saluted again, glanced at the Guanbi seat of the Lan Building opposite from a distance, and then turned around and walked towards the staircase.

Not compared to the other three buildings, the stairs of the Mei Building are a little narrow and steep, she touched the handrail, looked down at the steps, suddenly heard someone in the corridor talking softly, then raised her eyes to see, because the sky is cloudy, the closed corridor is dim and unknown, look at the following is just a few vague figures, the voices outside are noisy and do not hear the words clearly, seeing that the figure is approaching, then turn sideways to prepare to give way, how do you know that seven or eight steps away, the person at the head stopped, she hesitated slightly, was thinking about whether the other party let her pass first, and heard a gentle whisper in the ear nearby:

"Fourth brother, why don't you go up?"

(Thanks to cching's He's Bi, the new work of the fruit has been started, the situation is stable, and I will add more as appropriate when I have more free time, haha)