The breeze is like a gentle rain.

The morning dew condenses on the branches, like tears.

"Tweet, tweet......"

Two black swallows flew from afar, like shearing their wings over the tips with dew, cutting off the fluffy drizzle. Then, Qi Qi buried his head in a bow, drew a beautiful arc in the sky, penetrated into Kong Konggege's painting courtyard, flew all the way along the Quhui Zhu Corridor, and came to the beam. Looking east and west, jumping and jumping, "whoosh", drilled into the old nest of the last year.

The swallow pan corridor is another spring.

On the bank of the bamboo willow, a cluster of early peaches blooms lightly with new rain, under the tree there are new reed mats of the same color, and the black peach dwarf case is placed at the edge of the fine water, and a bunch of snow-colored delicate faces are reflected in the water.

Gu Huiwei was not wearing a purple deep coat, wearing a plain dress, a bunch of snow lotus pinned to the women's bun, holding the ink pen in her bare hands, tilting her head to stare at the swallows on the beam, her cold eyes blinking slowly.

Leaned less, smiled slightly, lifted the pen to turn the hairpin carefully, and read while reading: "Last night was like Xu Urgent, and the spring breeze was as thin as a veil; The drapery is clustered with light shadows, and the windows are pushed into two rows; Now the eyebrows are repeated, and the pen is buried under the bamboo willow; Where does the paper warbler start? A handful of hemp; Turn your head to swallow back, lean on the door to see peach blossoms; The piccolo destroys the flowers, and the years pass away. ”

After finishing the book, I put the pen lightly, put my hands on my waist, and stretched my shoulders with a little force. The eyes were still staring at the paper on the case, as if he remembered something, grabbed the pen again, and traced a smaller line of words in the corner of the poem: one year old and a year old peach is red, ask the gentleman if there is an expiration date, Junbo green Qin, snow cage leaves. Then, the corners of his mouth bent, and he made two circles on the words 'Zhan Zhen' and 'Pu Jia'.

Just finished painting, her cheeks were red, and she looked left and right, and the four little maids were playing under the porch, and no one paid attention to her. Quickly folded the paper in half, carefully put it into his arms, and gently let out a sigh.

"Hui Wei ......"

Father came up from the porch, approached her, looked at her, his lips opened and closed, he wanted to speak and stopped, and finally lifted the hem of his robe, and sat diagonally opposite. She and her father's eyes matched, her eyebrows trembled, and her eyes met each other shallowly, but she didn't say a word.

Alas......

Gu Junxiao sighed secretly, among his many children, he still loved this eldest daughter, and she never disappointed him, she was extremely smart since she was a child, and she was the same Wujun Shuangshu as the Lu girl. But no matter how much she spoils her, she is seventeen years old, and she should have married a long time ago.

Since the beginning of last year, those who came to propose relatives were like carp crossing the river, all of them were politely rejected by her without exception, and she even said that those who want to marry Hui Wei must have high talent and wisdom, and if they can argue with Hui Wei, Hui Wei should go with them. Gu Junxiao knows very well that if it comes to the debate, among Jiang Zuo Qingjun's generation, there is probably no one who can compare with his own daughter. Even the prestigious Huating Meihe may not be able to win.

Thinking of Liu Nong, Gu Junxiao's heart suddenly jumped, raised his eyebrows and glanced at his daughter, seeing that his daughter was as light as Lan, her eyebrows were still cold and picturesque, but he felt uneasy back and forth in his heart.

Squinted his eyes, his complexion did not change, and said tentatively: "Hui Wei, if you talk about the talent of good argumentation, among Jiang Zuo Qingjun, it is none other than Huating Meihe Liu Zhanzhen. In the past, in Tiger Hill, Hui Wei also met with others, I don't know what to think of this person? ”

Gu Huiwei was blessed, and said lightly: "Father, Liu Langjun's reputation is broadcast in Jiangzuo, and Huiwei has also heard of his arguments, if he is compared with his daughter, I am afraid that he is still inferior." Father don't need to worry, his daughter just misses Sanniang, and Sanniang goes to the New Year. Since she was a child, Sanniang has treated her daughter as if she had been out, and her daughter should be filial piety for three years......" said, her shoulders trembled, her eyes blinked, she lowered her head, and two tears rolled down.

Gu Junxiao looked at his daughter in a plain skirt, remembered his deceased wife Zhu, and felt sad in his heart, and sighed abruptly: "The sage talks about etiquette, and the sage speaks peacefully." This verse is not in harmony with etiquette; This is safe, just keep your heart. Don't talk about etiquette and peace, Huiwei doesn't need to be like this. ”

"Father!"

Gu Huiwei raised her eyes to meet her, leaned forward slightly, and said softly: "Father, the gift of the sage, the peace of the sage, the daughter should know herself." However, her daughter is tossing and turning, and she is looking forward to ...... The father took pity on his daughter. With that, he took a step back, put his hands on his eyebrows, and bowed. With his forehead low, he couldn't stand it, and the snow lotus on his bun was trembling slightly.

"Leave it to you for now!"

Gu Junxiao didn't test his daughter out, but he aroused the sadness in his heart, stood up slowly, and shook his sleeves away. The general walked to the porch, thought about it, walked back again, put a bookmark on the case, and said softly: "Huiwei, it's okay to be emotional, don't be too sad." Now that the peach is fragrant, it is the time to step into spring, you might as well walk around, and you can also dismiss your heart. ”

"Spring ......"

The goose yellow calligraphy rests on the desk, drawing a golden silk butterfly.

As soon as she saw this butterfly, Gu Huiwei's thin eyebrows were raised slightly, and when her father walked away, she pinched the post, thought about it for a while, uncovered the silk thread, and pulled out the paper soil inside, which had a line of words: early spring, cranes crying clouds, a cup of new tea, looking forward to Fangzhi.

Genus name, Lu Lingyao.

……

Wu County, Qiao Manor.

Qiao Yousi sat quietly behind the case, and the stewards of the Qiao family were returning to the trivial matters in the village.

The grain field manager said: "Little lady, last year, when there was a disaster, the grain field in the village was six or seven out of ten, and when it was time to sow seeds, there were many tenants who did not save grain. Afraid of mistaking the farming period, the villain asks the little lady for her life, is it to hire tenants, or to release grain again? ”

The early spring was slightly cool, Qiao You was afraid of the cold, still holding the hand stove, squinting and thinking about it, and said: "The clothes are not new, and the people are not the same." Although the tenants are not shady households, they have followed the Qiao family for many years, so they can not be easily abandoned. ”

The steward of the Zhuang Yuan frowned and said: "The little lady has a good heart, but she has been exempted from paying a lot of grain last year, and now if she releases grain again, I am afraid that the grain will be worried." If there are locusts and rain again this year, it may be difficult to survive the ......."

Qiao You thought: "If people lose their land, they will die, and if they lose people, they will be defeated." The reason why my Qiao clan is thin and still stands in Jiangzuo is because the people of the family work together to support them. The disaster is unpredictable, but it can be guarded against, and there is still a lot of property in the dark storehouse, which should be gathered. ”

The steward of the Zhuang Yuan was shocked: "Little lady, the secret library is the foundation of my Qiao clan, how can it be ......?"

"That's it."

Qiao Yousi glanced at the shocked steward of the Zhuang Courtyard, and said with a shallow smile: "People gather, Fang An, Fang has everything." However, it is necessary to consider the category, and the last year has been freed, and if there are still those who are good at eating and working hard, they should be rehired from the land. Please consider this carefully. ”

"Yes, little lady, the villain will be carefully checked and will not dare to slack off."

The grain field steward took the order and left, and when he left the hospital, he looked back at the quiet courtyard, and said in his heart: 'The little lady is charitable, her heart is as clean as a mirror, and the bridge family has a little lady here, and she is as safe as a rock!' ’

An hour later, the stewards were discharged from the hospital one after another.

Qiao Yousi pinched his little fist and beat his shoulders, and the two maids serving behind him hurriedly caught up, pinching the shoulders for the little lady, and the hand was very light, the little lady's body was weak, just like the water jade, they didn't dare to work too hard, for fear that if they were not careful, they would pinch the little lady.

"Little lady, there is a post ......"

At this time, Qingyan walked into the room, holding a goose yellow book in her hand.

……

"Wow, Wow......"

The grass in the pond is green, and groups of young cranes are running around in the pool, washing their feathers, and they will put their long necks into the aquatic plants, looking for the shells and snails in the water.

Lu Shuyao was drawing by the pool, squinting his eyes, his nose slightly wrinkled, and his expression was extremely focused.

A little farther away, Xiao Jingyan grabbed the Qinghong sword and danced vigorously, scaring the maids to hide far away. They have to hide, because their Xiao Langjun's swordsmanship is not good, and the Qinghong Sword often flies out of his hand. If you are not careful, you may not be able to have a blue nose and swollen face.

"Hohoho...... Ha ......"

Xiao Jingyan finished dancing the sword, the anti-sword was erected in front of him, guiding the qi, slowly entering his arms, and then he breathed a sigh towards the sword, and quickly walked towards Lu Shuyao with the sword, and said as he walked: "Sister, is the painting finished?" ”

Lu Shuyao wiped a handful of fine sweat from his forehead, took the silk handkerchief handed by the wiping spoon, wiped his hands, looked at the painting, and said with a smile: "Well, compared with last year, it seems to have increased." ”

The spoon smiled: "Yes, when Liu Langjun returns, he will be happy after watching it." ”

Because he secretly accompanied Lu Shuyao to meet Liu Nong privately, he was punished by the Lu family, and he went to the kitchen to be a maid for a while. And since the end of last year, Lu Shu moved to Huating Beizhuang to be married, and the spoon has been freed and followed the little lady again.

I was very happy to accompany the little lady, I looked at the painting, and asked, "Little lady, we have sent out the invitations, will they come?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Shuyao snorted with two small combs and said lightly: "I will definitely come." ”

According to custom, before the daughter of the Jiangzuo family got married, there was a grand poetry meeting. In the past few days, Lu Shuyao's butterfly stickers have been flying around, and they have been sent to the Gu family, the Qiao family, and some well-known women of the Wu County Shi clan.

Xiao Jingyan pouted: "What if you don't come?" Hearing this, Miao Yin was very proud, and that clarity was also rare! ”

Lu Shuyao glanced at Xiao Jingyan and said softly: "If you don't come, you have no choice but to order Jingyan to invite." ”

"Sister, I haven't heard of this matter, so I'll say goodbye!" Xiao Jingyan raised her eyebrows, turned around and left.

Lu Shuyao said lightly: "I haven't heard of it, but it's very good." Turning his head, he said to the spoon: "Wipe the spoon, and go find the golden silk warbler, it must not be used to living in other places." ”

The spoon smiled, and Wan Fu said, "Yes, little lady." ”

Xiao Jingyan's footsteps were stunned, and when he turned around, he already had a sad face, and said pitifully: "Sister, the golden silk warbler has returned to Jingyan, how can there be any reason to send it out and take it back?" As he spoke, his eyes were purring, and he didn't know what to think, his mouth curled, and he walked back quickly, and said mysteriously: "Sister, and Sisi, there may be something missing!" ”

"Omission ......" Lu Shuyao narrowed his crooked eyebrows, and said in his heart: However, you should think about it carefully, there may still be omissions......

……

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the decaying willow is renewed.

There were several gorgeous ox carts on the official road to Wu County, and Empress Yuan sat in the first car, looking at the green mountains and beautiful waters outside the curtain, and whispered: "The mountains and rivers of Wuyue are like the ancient Xizi, and they are different all year round. ”

"The woman said early, Wu in early spring must be very beautiful, Sister still doesn't believe it! Now, what if? ”

Yuan Nu is emerging from the side curtain of the rear car, stretched out her hand, grabbed a peach blossom floating in the wind, put it under her nose and sniffed, the smile on her face bloomed layer by layer, since Meihe left Jiangnan, she has been speculating about Sister A's travel, stepped out of Jiankang City, crossed the Danyang water, and finally came to Wu County by ox cart. (To be continued.) )