"December 17 of the 30th year of Hongwu, the year of the west, the zodiac chong ox, this day is the sunniest day of the month, the sun is sprinkled on the ground like gold, so that people are warm and warm. Here is surrounded by mountains and rivers, quiet and boundless nature; On the other side, there are murmuring waves, bamboo shadows, and elegant and boundless freshness. Yes! The water is as clear as a mirror, the green grass is like washing, the birds on the shore are pecking at the water's edge, the green mountains and green mountains in the distance are surrounded by all directions, a peaceful scene, as if the first love is poetic and picturesque, the so-called look up at the lake, bow your head and think of Meng Xuan, good poetry, good poetry! Recorded in the back mountain of Chengxu Academy - "Qing'er Ming Wear Diary", how is it? Isn't my classical Chinese great? Is it better than the Qushui Liuzhen written in "Lanting Collection Preface"? 'More than that'? Oops, oops! I'm about to become a writer with a lot of exports! ”

The lake is flat, and the girl sitting near the water idly lights the water with a blade of grass, pointing out a circle of shallow ripples. She was wearing a smoky crescent phoenix tail skirt, with layers of skirt pleats, a high collar, and a tight waist, depicting the beautiful silhouette of a girl. The cloud-like hair was pulled into a delicate and flying bun, and two strands of loose green silk hung from behind the ears to the chest. A delicate pale pink butterfly-shaped hair ornament flutters on the bun, and on either side of the bun are half-opened balls of blue camellias.

The girl's eyes were slightly closed, and her long and dense eyelashes were filled with a little crystal droplets, I don't know if it was tears, or the dew condensed by the water vapor in the lake. The tiny pink petals in the sky fell with the wind, blowing past her cicada temples and falling on her Luo skirt, and the red fragrance was scattered all over her body. Such as Si Fangfei's beautiful scenery, such as Si Shui's beauty, natural and flawless.

Suddenly, this stunning girl near the water opened her eyes, and under the faint shadow of the light flowing in her eyes, there were countless alienated and lonely temperaments. The girl said lightly: "Qing'er, don't sprinkle the petals, Mr. will scold later." ”

The blue-clothed girl who sprinkled flower petals on her next side smiled and asked, "Then tell me quickly, how about the "Chengxu Lakeside Fu" I just made?" ”

"So-so, it sounds like it's all vernacular, not Chinese, my nephew Shizhu can also write it, and there are illegal words in it - didn't we make an appointment not to mention Meng Xuan?" The stunning girl patted the petals on Luo's skirt and stood up and asked, "What is that 'nature' and 'little freshness'?" ”

"Just so-so? Xiaoyi, you really don't have an appreciative eye, if I take it to the primary school teacher for evaluation, it will definitely be 85 points excellent! "The girl in blue is about nineteen years old, wearing a pipa placket mid-length skirt, her facial features are delicate and pleasing, and her black eyes are like a bird that has just been released from the cage. Although her skin is whiter than snow, she is not a standard beauty, because her body is slightly plump.

"Elementary school teacher? Is it also something from your home before you 'crossed'? "The stunning girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a melon seed face, although her face is pale yellow, not crystal clear enough, but her eyebrows are like daisies, phoenix eyes are painted, Qiong's nose and cherry lips, coupled with a quiet temperament that is completely different from the girl in blue, I have to praise the autumn water as the god jade as the bone, and the cardamom year has begun to take on the color of the city.

Liao Qing'er, a crossing woman, nodded and said: "Yes, a kind of 'thing' from my family, a primary school teacher, alas, since I was a child, because the history teacher was not dedicated, he let us study and copy textbooks at every turn, so that I don't know the direction of the history of the Ming Dynasty at all, and I can't find a potential stock to marry." In other words, who will be the emperor after Zhu Yuanzhang dies? ”

He Angelica, a reborn woman, looked around in shock when she heard this, and found that all the gentlemen and students were drinking and writing poems by the stream in the distance, and there were only a few finches nearby that couldn't understand human words. Just at your posture of not holding the door, how can I tell you this, you will definitely say to your brother and sister-in-law when you turn around. ”

"No, no," Liao Qing'er waved her hand, "I swore not to talk to them, and I ignored them when they came to beg me, not to mention that they didn't even let out a fart the next day and went back to the capital." ”

He Angelica said resolutely: "That can't tell you, who in the world has no influence on the daughter of an ordinary official like us, the food is still eaten, and the business is still done, that's it, this topic is over, and I am not allowed to mention it again in the future, and I will tickle your flesh again!" ”

"But you have too many taboo words, Meng Xuan can't mention it, Duan Xiaolou can't mention it, Old Man Zhu can't mention it, Old Man Zhu's successor still can't mention it......" Liao Qing'er folded her hands and counted four things, and then was interrupted by He Angelica, who came up to scratch her itch, and said as she ran, "Sister Xiaoyi spares her life, it's changed, this time it's really changed!" You are a person with martial arts, but you can't bully me, a weak woman who can't kill chickens! ”

"Don't you want to mention it? Five times a day is considered a small amount, how many times have I told you, I have nothing with these two people, how many times are you going to ask me to repeat it? He Angelica grabbed the other party's double chin angrily and pulled it down, "Are you intentional?" You said! ”

"Oops! Oh, it's really changed, Brother Xiaolou, where are you, help! Liao Qing'er regained her double chin with both hands, but He Angelica sneaked up on the itchy flesh on her stomach, causing her to let out a terrible ghost scream.

When the two girls were entangled, a young man dressed in a water-satin blue ink robe slowly approached the embankment of the lake where the two of them were, standing not far away, seeing that neither of them noticed him, so he reminded loudly: "Miss He, Miss Liao, Zong Qiao is polite." Saying that he was holding a folding fan in his hand, he was half-bowed, but his eyes looked at He Angelica's jade face without blinking.

The fight between the two girls stopped, Liao Qing'er escaped from the clutches, ran a few steps away from He Angelica, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Song Caizi, when the wine glass flowed in front of you with the water just now, the poem you read was so good, although I didn't understand it at all, but my sister nodded again and again." ”

Song Qiao was delighted when he heard this: "It turns out that Miss He also likes Song's "Yongzhu", in fact, this is a sixteen-word quatrain, I only made the first eight words, why don't Miss He help Xiaosheng make up the back eight words?" ”

He Danggui apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm not very proficient in poetry, so I really don't dare to take the axe of the class and pick up Song Gongzi's wonderful words." ”

Song Qiao heard Miss He talk to him for such a long time for the first time, and couldn't help but make another gesture, and invited: "Please also ask the seniors not to shirk, do not hesitate to teach, last time our men's hospital circulated a few articles of the women's hospital masterpieces brought by Mr. , although the predecessor of your share was placed at the bottom, but the song "Flower Cat Snatching Food" is concise and concise, and there is a sense of simplicity that washes away the lead and presents a plain posture, which is very different from the artificiality of other women's gorgeous rhetoric, which is refreshing and immediately attracted me. ”

Although Song Qiao is four or five years older than He Angelica, He Angelica has been studying in Chengxu for more than three years, and Song Qiao is a new student who entered the school in October this year, so it is not impossible to call He Angelica a "senior". But listening to him praising her poem "A cat has a fish head, a cat has a fish tail, if you ask where to find it in the middle, go straight to the west wall and ask the dog", He Angelica couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "I didn't expect my clumsy work to be taken to the men's hospital for circulation, it's really ashamed, after three years of teaching by several famous teachers, I can only hand over such homework, and it stains your eyes, son, you should not have read it." ”

He Angelica thought that her letter graffiti would definitely be thrown aside by Mr. Zheng and them, but what she didn't know was that in the past two years, the ladies in the women's academy have been lazier than before, except for Guan Zhan, Wu Yuying and other talented girls who want to show their talents, among the nearly 100 female students, there are no more than ten young ladies who hand in their holiday homework. Mr. Zheng was angry, so he took out the late-blooming "inspirational" homework of He Angelica - look, Miss He can't write poems and insists on squeezing out a few lines, you people who read poetry books and export chapters but are lazy to pick up the pen After reading it, don't you feel ashamed and moved?

"Nothing, everything!" Song Qiao maintained the posture of holding a fan, but the person took a few steps closer to He Angelica, and his voice turned lower, "I heard that Miss He didn't even know how to hold a brush when she entered school three years ago, but now she writes a beautiful hairpin flower Xiaokai, which shows that your talent is excellent, if you want to learn poetry and articles, Song is not talented, and is willing to start from the most entry-level mediocre and starting and turning, and teach you to compose poetry bit by bit." ”

Half a year ago, He Angelica's left hand was smashed to save people, so he had to use his right hand to write, although the writing was extremely poor and ugly, but he accidentally became the best calligrapher in the women's hospital, and also copied a lot of articles and resignations at the request of Mr. Zheng, which were pasted on the wall of each women's home for people to admire.

He Angelica said: "Thank you Song Gongzi for your kindness, I am very content when I recognize two words, and it is useless to learn more, but Gongzi you want to participate in next year's autumn exam, how precious is the time to study, I dare not delay you." ”

Liao Qing'er looked at He Angelica over here and replied unhurriedly, and Song Qiao over there moved two steps forward, and she was about to walk to He Angelica's side, so she couldn't help but go up and pull He Angelica away, and said: "The water is not over yet, let's go, let's also go play two, the wine glass stops in front of the two of us, I am responsible for drinking, you are responsible for composing poems, let's combine our two swords, strong combination, it will definitely be popular in the audience!" ”

Liao Qing'er dragged He Angelica away as she spoke, and walked straight to the stream with the most people, Song Qiao was left alone in place, first stunned, then took out an envelope from his sleeve, walked two steps quickly to catch up, and said in one breath: "Don't be afraid, the two young ladies have no malicious intentions, they just want to make friends with Miss He, Miss He, here is a letter from me, and there is a ...... in it" Speaking of this, he stopped talking, just because Guan Zhan and Wu Yuying were walking from the opposite side, Song Qiao finally added in a whisper, "I hope Miss He will read carefully." He handed the envelope to He Angelica with both hands, and made a respectful gesture with a slight bend of his waist.

He Angelica refused to answer, and said slowly: "I don't know much about reading, so if the son has anything to say, I'll listen to it." But Liao Qing'er's eyes lit up when she saw the letter, and she grabbed it with one hand and smiled: "It's okay, I am illiterate, I'll help you read it!" Without waiting for Song Qiao to say anything more, Guan Zhan and Wu Yuying had already approached, and there were wide roads on the left and right, but the two of them went straight to their side.

He Angelica and Liao Qing'er glanced at each other, then looked at Guan Wu and the others together, and said at the same time in their hearts, the annoying person is here again.

Since Guan Yun left the academy last year and went to the capital to learn tea art, Guan Zhan and Wu Yuying are as good as zongzi candy glued together, and He Angelica and Liao Qinger are another one-on-one Zongzi candy that hit it off, although Liao Qinger still lives in Guan Mansion now, but Guan Yun, Guan Bai and Guan Mo are her authentic cousins, Guan Zhan is a concubine, and her personality is described in Liao Qinger's words as "two-faced, three-edged honey-belly sword at a glance I know that she is the daughter of a calculating concubine". In addition, Wu Yuying has always scoffed at He Angelica's life experience, so Liao Qing'er He Angelica and Guan Zhan Wu Yuying's two sets of zongzi candy are the kind of relationship that will detour when they see it from afar. If Guan Wu and the others came to them specifically, they would definitely be here to find fault.

"Song Gongzi, it's not good who you gave the letter to, but you actually gave it to her," Wu Yuying's graceful voice was sneering, "You first came to Chengxu, so I don't know, in our place, even if the sons hand over the letter to the daughter of a master in our women's courtyard and the daughter of a rice merchant, no one will deliver the letter to her, I advise you to get the letter back first, inquire carefully, and then decide whether your letter should be torn or burned." ”

Song Qiao was stunned for a moment when she heard this, looked down at He Angelica, and found that she was also looking at herself, so she hurriedly waved her hand and said: "I've heard about Lingtang's remarriage and your stay at your grandfather's house, I don't mind, you can understand it when you look at the letter, I wrote it clearly in the letter." ”

He Angelica glanced at the letter in Liao Qing'er's hand with a smile, shook his head and said, "I also persuade Gongzi to take the letter back, I have no plans to do that for the time being." ”

Liao Qing'er secretly said in his heart, the ancient people showed love so implicitly, the living beauty stood in front of him, he didn't say anything, just repeatedly emphasized that the family read the letter, I really wanted to see what was written in it...... Thinking like this, her boss reluctantly handed the letter back to Song Qiao at He Angelica's suggestion, but Song Qiao resolutely refused to take it back. The scene froze for a moment, Guan Zhan and Wu Yuying sneered and watched, their eyes flashing with malicious light.

Two years ago, Duan Xiaolou failed to persuade Bai Yangbai to enter the court as an official, and when there was a big case in the capital, Duan Xiaolou was urgently summoned to turn around, so Duan Xiaolou took Ling Miaoyi, who had been away from home for a long time, back to Beijing. When Ling Miaoyi arrived at the Jinyiwei stronghold in Yinma Town, Baisha Villa, she resolutely refused to go any further, and Duan Xiaolou had no choice but to hand her over to Liao Zhiyuan, who was in charge of the villa.

Then, Ling Miaoyi learned about He Angelica's life experience from Liao Zhiyuan, knew that He Angelica was a daughter that his uncle He Jingxian did not want, and knew that He Angelica's mother had a loss, and later married again. Later, these news were transmitted back to Yangzhou and spread like a stroke in Chengxu Academy, and Luo Baiqiong corroborated it from the side, and this hurricane of "the criticism of the first golden branch's life experience" blew for two months before stopping, making He Angelica a celebrity unknown to everyone in Chengxu.

In the first year of admission, even He Angelica was nominated, and in the end, I don't know how those sons voted, so that He Angelica, who fled with Liao Qinger at the time, and He Angelica, who was not at the scene at all, inexplicably made a "first golden branch", and then there was a steady stream of letters from the students of the men's college to patronize her desk, piano table, chessboard and other places, and once it was stuffed to the coachman who was waiting to pick her up from school.

In the second year, the disgraceful life experience was exposed, and the "good canvasser" and her loyal supporter Peng gradually also returned to Beijing with his brother, and finally let He Angelica successfully lose the election, she was glad that she no longer had to deal with the love letters that popped up from time to time, but she didn't expect that in the whole year of the second year, she saved eleven love letters, far more than the record of five letters received by Han Xinxin, the "first golden branch" of this year.

Two months ago, in the third year of the Golden Branch Selection, Han Xinxin went home to get married, and Wu Yuying passed with a high vote, but now nearly two months have passed, Wu Yuying has not received a love letter from herself, but Wu Yuying has seen with her own eyes that Song Qiao is already the third person to hand over a love letter to He Angelica. So, Wu Yuying, who was sour in her heart, decided to come to find trouble with He Angelica, and poked her sore spot again in front of her admirers. But what Wu Yuying doesn't know is that He Angelica's sore spot is not here, "concubines, abandoned daughters, mothers lose festivals" and the like have long been painful to listen to too much, and what He Angelica doesn't want to hear the most is the two illegal words that she agreed with Liao Qinger not to say: Meng Xuan and Duan Xiaolou.

"You guys!" Mr. Zheng ran over and pointed at their small group of people, and reprimanded, "Originally, there were fewer people coming this time, and you didn't actively participate, didn't you see that there was a cold scene over there?" Sit down by the stream! ”

Because it will be the New Year in half a month, and the weather is cold and wet, this time the blind date will be a lot depressed, and the female students will not be able to perform their talents, because the ladies complain that their fingers are frozen and they can't play the piano. There is nothing to see in the male students' martial arts competition, because there is General Meng Xiao's flower and flying leaf stunt in front of him the year before last, and what kung fu others have performed in the past two years can't help but make people feel that the sea has been difficult to water.

Under Mr. Zheng's interruption, the five of them immediately went their separate ways, Song Qiao whispered again to ask He Angelica to think about his letter, and then hurriedly returned to the male students on the other side of the stream, and He Angelica and Liao Qing'er no longer bothered with Guan Wu and the two, chose a dry streamside stone platform to sit on, and began to drink a pot of hot aged fragrant plum wine issued by the academy.

In the past three years, Bai Yangbai, Meng Xuan, Duan Xiaolou, and the Peng brothers have all left the academy one after another, and now looking at the unfamiliar faces on the other side of the stream, He Angelica can't help but feel some sadness, and drank three glasses of plum wine one after another, wanting to dilute such a senseless lonely mood. Now, she has her best friend Qing'er who is a confidant, and she has opened Quanjitang and Yihong Courtyard with Qing'er, and she has a lot of silver tickets and land deeds in her hands, what else is she sad about, she doesn't lack anything now.

Liao Qing'er snatched her cup and said disapprovingly: "You drink the wrong wine, sad and hurt your body, happy wine to nourish your body, let's play guess the villain, whoever loses will drink!" "It's too cost-effective to be sad for a man, I didn't expect that Xiaoyi, who has always been smart, also made a fool of himself, and he was dumped by Gao Jue, and he didn't continue to be poor and happy without heart, looking at the money, and making money!

So, in a lively and noisy environment, two girls with their own hearts coincidentally played the game of "guess the villain" together in silence, drinking the gradually cooling plum wine, and killing the leisure time of this winter afternoon.