In May in the capital, when the catkins were all over the sky, the white jasmine flowers in the palace of the general of the country were rushing to spread all over the streets and alleys. Since Yu Jinghe opened the boundaries of the city in the third year of the pilgrimage, the street shops have filled the streets and alleys of the capital.

"Gardenia...... Doesn't the girl buy something to sew in the sachet? ”

"In these five poisonous months, the girl will have some wormwood, planted in the village on the outskirts of the Qing family, and you can rest assured of the quality!"

The girl in red stopped when she heard the sound, and looked up at the old man in the shop. Because of the practice of martial arts, the girl in red tied her hair up and was tall, plus the height she picked up early, if it weren't for the fact that her little face was still immature, her body would not be enough. Only then can you see that it is still a child who is still nine years old and has a kindergarten.

"Miss ......" opened his mouth, and the old man remembered that his own young lady was a celebrity in the capital - her brother-in-law was even in the middle of the three yuan in the first year, and he was in the limelight for a while.

At the beginning of the year, the saint gave the honor of the county lord, and the two hundred miles of fiefdom were in the boundary of the south of the Yangtze River, which was comparable to the Taiyuan princess who had been favored since childhood.

"County Lord!" As he spoke, the old man leaned over to worship, "What does the county lord command?" ”

The slavery system had already been abolished in the dynasty, and the old man was only employed by the Protector General's Mansion and received some monthly money.

"Old uncle, please get up, I just happened to pass by......" looked at the sachet on the stall, and at a glance fixed on a dark blue triangular embroidered oleander sachet on the very edge.

When her eyes swept over the gold-threaded jasmine sachet on the side, the girl in red finally raised her hand, took the sachet with her own hands, and instructed the scholar with her, "Yezi, take two pieces of money." ”

The capital in May is so hot that even the flowers have faded their color, even if the epiphany appears in the night, they only dare to dye a little moon white from the stars alone.

The old man looked at his own young lady in front of him, and he was proud from the bottom of his heart. How many sons and young ladies in the entire capital can be born so beautiful, and learn martial arts early?

Hanging the jasmine sachet around his waist, the broken hair on his forehead that was knotted into thin strands of sweat was scattered by the wind, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his smart eyes.

"County Lord, what's wrong with you today?" Ye Zi, the scholar next to him, looked at his own county lord today and felt wrong, and finally asked for a while.

Raising her hand and looking at the silk thread between her fingers, the girl in red could be regarded as open, "Let's go back!" ”

When he arrived at the gate of the house, he wandered for a long time. Looking at the bright lights in the house, his eyes sank as he lifted his steps.

The stars fell and the clouds fell, and the morning sun dyed the white jasmine in the house orange and red, and the half-bent quarter moon was forced into the corner by the sun's rays. It seems that the sun and the moon shine together, but it can't help but be a little depressed.

With the moistening of the morning dew, there was little dust and sand in the early morning, but today somehow, the wind blew her eyes, and when the girl in red blinked, half a drop of crystal seemed to be absent hung in the corner of her eye.

Don't look at a lot of Yulu, there is a good reward on the last year's festival, and the current owner of the Protector General's Mansion, Qing Mozheng, has a family relationship with today's saints, and can be called half of the emperor's relatives. The furnishings in this house are very low-key, at least they won't make the door a nanmu or something.

Pushed open the Wufu Gate of Yumu, moved inside, and raised his eyes to see Qingpu and Qingmo Zheng, who had not been in the house for more than half a year, chatting with their backs.

"Luo'er, why did you come to the study so early today?"