Yi Yu's hesitant attitude was seen by Li Tai and Lu Zhi. It's more like she has some secret she can't tell with the person who passed the note.

Lu Zhi received the look of Yi Yu's request for help, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, with doubts in his eyes, pretending to have just seen the note, pointing to the note in Li Tai's hand, and asking Yu Yu, "Xiao Yu, what is this?" ”

"Uh... The classmates in the school house wrote with me. After thinking about it, she decided not to "confess" Du He.

Listening to her answer, Li Taiqing's blue pupils flashed slightly, he pinched the two notes in the palm of his hand with one hand, picked up the wooden box on the desk with the other hand, and turned around and left the small study in the Westinghouse.

Yiyu raised her hand behind his back, but finally didn't dare to say anything to reply to her little note,

"Xiaoyu, you still have time to pass notes with people in class, didn't you listen carefully to Mr.'s lecture?"

She turned her head to Lu Zhipi's smiling expression again, and explained helplessly: "Big brother, it was thrown to me by someone else, and I didn't want to come." ”

"Oh? Then tell the eldest brother, what is written on that note? ”

These words can be regarded as a stump. She really didn't remember what was written on the note that Duhe sent her.

"That's... As if asking me about the last time I fell off a horse. Yi Yu tilted his head sideways and thought for a while, then replied honestly.

"That's the only way?" Seeing that she was quite honest, Lu Zhi's unhappy mood eased slightly.

"It seems, it seems."

Lu Zhi heard that she didn't tell her about the male classmate who wanted to teach her to ride a horse on another note, so he thought that she was deliberately concealing it, and she had just eased her mood and became entangled again.

"Xiaoyu, the eldest brother has never said much about you in the matter of studying, but do you think you are doing the right thing today, you have to listen attentively during class, even if Mr. is sometimes boring, you can also read the book by yourself, if Mr. sees your small actions below, then ......"

......

Two quarters of an hour later—

"Xiaoyu, the eldest brother has said so much, do you understand what you are doing wrong?"

"Understood, big brother, I won't pass notes to anyone in class in the future."

Because of the two small notes that she almost forgot, the widow who was trained by Lu Zhizu for two quarters of an hour, regretted that her intestines were blue, while humbly admitting her mistakes, while secretly scolding Du He who passed the note to her during the day in her heart, if anyone asked her who wrote the note at this time, she would definitely confess Du He's name loudly.

But what disappointed her was that Lu Zhixun finished training, and saw that her attitude of admitting her mistakes was quite correct, and she felt that some things were still better to check "in person", so she patted her on the shoulder. After letting her continue her homework, she went to the living room to pour water and drink.

***

After Ah Sheng gave Yinxiao a meal, he came out of the flower hall, and saw Li Tai, who was walking towards the study at the door of the west house of the small building, and hurriedly greeted him and followed him, but he was wondering what he was going to do in the jade house.

Li Tai walked into the study, casually took out the wooden box from the Westinghouse bookshelf and threw it on the carpet, the box rolled twice on the carpet, knocked the wooden leg of the soft couch, "clicked", opened in response, and the box was empty.

He stepped over the carpet with his shoes on, and lay directly on the soft couch.

Ah Sheng was about to walk over to help him take off his shoes, but after sensitively sensing that his master was in a bad mood, he was very clever and did not go any further, but stood five steps away and peeked at him.

Li Tai re-unfolded the unruly note in his left hand, read the two sentences on it again, and a faint sense of displeasure welled up in his heart.

Ah Sheng saw that his always scarce expression showed a look of doubt on his face, and he couldn't control his mouth. Asked aloud:

"Master, are you not feeling well?"

After Li Tai snorted lightly, his face returned to normal, and his left hand was held and released again, shaking off the small sand-like confetti on his hand.

"Have you written the excerpt of the Literature Museum?"

"Well, I said it was ready yesterday, when do you want it?"

"Go and get it now, the king of tomorrow will enter the palace."

***

Chang'an City House

At night, Fang Qiao sat alone in the study, and the desk was full of volumes and official documents in addition to the four treasures of the study.

"Knock, knock" There was a very regular knock on the door outside the door, Fang Qiao, who was leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and said loudly:

"Come in."

The door of the study was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man with a square head and big ears entered the study, closed the door again, walked to the desk, and called in a low voice: "Master." ”

"Did you find it?" Under the candlelight, Fang Qiao's slightly old and elegant face was filled with vague eagerness.

"Well, forgive me, sir, you have to avoid it... It took too much time to look at this information. ”

"It's okay, show it to me."

The middle-aged man took out a thick letter from his arms, passed it through the desk, and passed it with both hands, and then lowered his head to hide the complicated and helpless gaze in his eyes. Stand quietly aside.

Under the candlelight, Fang Qiao's slightly old and elegant face, with a little nervousness that is rarely seen in the daytime, he was quickly reading the letter paper in his hand, and after he saw it, he put it aside, and it was written in black and white on it, and it was written about Lu Zhitong's posthumous jade:

"Lu Zhi, now eighteen years old, the original Shuzhong Jiyi County people, father's surname Lu, farmer, Wude three years of mourning, mother is also surnamed Lu, now settled in Longquan Town, Wude six years to the township tribute qualification into Beijing, recommended by Du Ruhui, into the country's prison, the first to enter the four colleges... In the eighth year of Wude, he was excellent in the annual examination, and was recommended by four doctors to enter the Tai College in April of the same year. Enter the Wei Wangfu Literature Museum... In the ninth year of Wude, the King of Wei's Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet won the favor of the saints......"

"I have a younger brother named Lu Jun... The first sister, named Lu Yiyu, in the ninth year of martial arts, at the birthday banquet of Princess Gaoyang, a song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" amazed the whole audience, helping King Wei to block the assassination... In July of the same year, he was recommended by two doctors to enter the college. In August, the night banquet of the King of Wei held a white sticker ......"

In addition to these words, there is also a white piece of paper with a lifelike woman with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and a beautiful face.

The candles on the candlestick burst into a small spark, Fang Qiao put down the last letter in his hand, frowned, and asked the middle-aged man who was standing on the other side of the table:

"What you found is boring."

The middle-aged man said: "No, the information of the students of the sixth year of Wude is stored in the old warehouse, the small one personally went to find Lu Zhi's case book, the paper and ink are separated by years, there will be no fake, the other end of Jiyi County, the small one also sent someone to hurry overnight to investigate, there is indeed such a family, as for the portrait of Mrs. Lu, Lin Er went to Longquan Town to see it, and painted it." ”

Hearing his words, the doubts on Fang Qiao's face only half disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "Is it a coincidence... But this portrait—"

He removed the paper covering the portrait of the woman, took the paper in his hand, approached the gauze lantern and looked at it carefully, his eyes were in a trance, and he muttered: "It's true, but she is thirty and seven years old this year, how can this woman only look like thirty... No, it's not like, her eyebrows and eyes are not like it, her demeanor is not like it, her eyebrows and eyes are very sharp, even when she is happy..."

"Master," the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but interrupt his train of thought, and when he looked up at himself, he said astringently: "Don't deceive yourself anymore, the lady and the young master were gone twelve years ago, even the corpse capital..."

Fang Qiao's face froze, and his eyes were distracted. His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

Seeing him like this, the middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to hold his back with one hand, and pressed his person with the other, and after a while, he gradually quieted down.

"Hehe...", he leaned his elbows against the desk, his fingers together and his eyes tightened, and let out an incomprehensible chuckle in his throat.

"Sir..."

"Ah Hu, you're right, I'm making a fool of myself again... Lan Niang, they have died a long time ago... I'm the one who hurt them, it's me... If they live, my Zhi'er will definitely be no worse than this Lu Zhi'er, and my Jun'er..."

"If so, if the child in Lan Niang's belly is fine, she must be like that little girl, so smart and cunning... Ah Hu, you said that if Lan Niang knew underground, would she blame me when she saw me like this, she hated Li Niang so much, hated me for taking a concubine... Hehe, she doesn't blame me, she doesn't blame me - she, she hates me, she hates me! ”

After Fang Qiao hissed and shouted the words "She hates me", he suddenly swept towards the things on the desk with one hand, and the sound of "crackling" sounded, and in just three or two clicks, he waved all the things on the table to the ground, and was about to grab the candlestick and throw it towards the messy books on the ground, and stretched out a hand from the side to grasp his arm tightly.

"Old, master, don't be like this, it's Ah Hu who is not good, Ah Hu said the wrong thing, the lady and the young master are probably still alive, after all, the three corpses are soaked and a little wrinkled, even if they are like them, it maybe, it may be-"

The middle-aged man wanted to comfort him, but in the end, he couldn't even find the words, the corpse back then was not only what he saw with his own eyes, but even the physical examination of the two young masters was done by him, it was impossible for him to convince himself at this time, how to comfort Fang Qiao.

"What's it, it's fake, it's fake, right!" But Fang Qiao listened to his words, but as if grasping a life-saving straw, his other hand grabbed his shoulder tightly, and the force was almost cut into his flesh.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and muffled "um".

"......" Fang Qiao's hand holding his shoulder gradually relaxed, and he fell silent like him.

I don't know how long later, the hot wax in his hand dripped from the candlestick, and a drop fell on the portrait of the woman at his feet, and from the gentle woman's eyes, a little tear fell.

Fang Qiao sighed lowly, and brushed away the five fingers that the middle-aged man had already loosened on his arm with one hand.

"You go out and call Derong in."

"You—little resignation."

(Two more to, tomorrow 3 more, start to add more this month's pink)