187 four small ones that are not cleaned up

An Xin went out and came back very thirsty, sat down and took a sip of the teacup handed over by Mingyue, and quietly watched a few of them become demons.

Chen Qibao joined the team to criticize his own female gentleman.

blinked aggrievedly, there were no tearful eyes, and I didn't squeeze out the tears that pretended to be pitiful after squeezing them for a long time.

In the end, he simply forgot it, and said in a broken jar: "Teacher, I am the youngest of all your student disciples, shouldn't you be the most partial to me?" ”

"And me, and me," Gao Tai: "Teacher, I also want your New Year's gift." ”

"In fact, as the eldest of the four, he also needs to be cared for." Jiang Chenxi said this sentence with a red face, and quickly lowered his head, obviously this person is still thin-skinned.

"Pop" An Xin raised his red palm and put it to his mouth and blew it, then looked at a few stinky and shameless things.

"We came back from the north at that time, bringing back furs and precious medicinal herbs, and each of us had a car.

Now that you have the fur, you stinky boys are short of fabric, and you want me to buy you robes and coats. ”

"Phew! I'll make you clothes. An Xin pointed to the shining brocade robes on several people's bodies, and said hatefully: "You think these fabrics can be bought in the market." ”

Wei Chiyi and Jiang Chenxi have a lot of official positions in their families, and they receive some rewards from the palace every year, and the material of their clothes is the brocade given by the emperor, which is really rare in the market.

Wei Chiyi and the thieves looked at the table, the robe and the big coat in the baggage.

Kong Xun, who was drinking tea leisurely, caught a glimpse of them like this, the tea cup in his hand was paused, he hurriedly put it down, stood up and walked over, holding the apricot yellow robe and dark red burden that An Xin had selected for him at that time.

A smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said softly: "I'll take these back first, and then come out to help you go to the study to copy books." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left, as if there were bandits chasing after him.

It is also true that there are four bandits behind him, and their eyes are burning at his back, as if they want to stare at two holes in Kong Xun's back.

Just as the four of them withdrew their gaze and were about to reach for the remaining package, a cold voice came from the door.

"If you dare to touch the burden today, it will be a question of whether you can see the sun tomorrow."

When Wei Chiyi and the others heard this voice, they shivered excitedly, turned their heads to look at the few heroic and upright men who walked in, and were careful to pull out the cold.

It seems that not only did they not grab their clothes today, but they were also cleaned up by several senior brothers, and they all looked at An Xin for help.

An Xin leisurely drank tea and pretended not to see it, and let them go.

Seeing Zhu Shijing and Jiang Zhou An Rui in front of the four junior disciples, trying on the big hat that An Xin had customized for them, they stared at them with jealousy and redness, and turned a blind eye.

Only then did I realize that naivety knows no age.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of changing robes here, they probably wouldn't have missed this opportunity to show off.

*

In a blink of an eye, it was the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month.

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and An Xin also entered the kitchen on this day to direct the cook lady to make some modern food out for the New Year.

Just in Anxin sold the star anise, bay leaves, and cinnamon from the pharmacy as medicinal herbs...... Buy it and make it into a seasoning package and put it in the pot where the meat is cooked.

At this time, Qingfeng walked in and whispered a few words to her.

"Phew!" An Xin's hand didn't come back just now, and he was too close to the edge of the pot and was burned by the heat.

"Master." Qingfeng was annoyed that he had come in at this time to report and hurt An Xin.

An Xin looked at the breeze with tears in his eyes when he picked up his red hand and put it into the cold water basin brought by the cook.

comforted: "It's okay, it's just that I was burned by the heat in the pot." ”

Qingfeng is not a person who makes a fuss, but when he blames himself for reporting the matter, he should wait until An Xin leaves the stove.

An Xin frowned slightly when he thought of Qingfeng coming in to report.

After the burning sensation in his hands subsided, he waved his hand to stop the breeze that wanted to follow him, and walked towards the front yard alone.

She didn't go directly to the hall where she was entertaining guests in the front yard, but walked into the large study in the front yard.

Because the imperial court has a seven-day holiday, several people don't go out these days, and most of the time they are either in their own rooms or in the study.

After coming in, he saw that except for Liu Boxing, who was at home with his grandfather for the New Year, Zhu Shijing was missing from the other five people, An Xin asked casually: "Ah Jing went out?" ”

"Some time ago, the second room of Uncle Chen's Mansion came back from his hometown, and a small servant came over to pass the word, saying that the second lady of Uncle Mansion asked him to come over."

An Xin heard that Zhu Shijing was called away by his aunt, so he didn't take this to heart, and walked to the study window to look in the direction of the hall.

"You're worried about him?"

An Xin glanced at Li Ziyu, who was asking, and nodded sincerely, "A little." ”

"How long has Mrs. Kong been here?"

Li Ziyu's deep eyes narrowed, pursed his thin lips and did not speak again, and the others also felt that their little mountain chief took special care of him.

An Rui looked left and right and seemed to be either busy reading, or writing couplets with a pen, only he was the most idle, and replied: "When I came, I was brought in by Kong Xun, and I saw that both of them had bad faces." ”

An Xin walked to the chair and sat down without asking any more questions, looking at Leng Xiangbai and Jiang Zhou writing the Spring Festival couplets to be posted tomorrow.

After that, he and An Rui began to cut red paper, and for a while the study was quiet and warm, and even Li Ziyu, who was reading the official document on the side, didn't know when to come over to help.

Time passed slowly, until I heard a bang from the hall, and I saw Mrs. Kong staggering out.

When An Xin and the others walked out of the study, they saw that Mrs. Kong's back was extremely lonely, and he trembled as if he was afraid.

An Xin and the others walked into the hall and saw Kong Xun's eyes slightly red, and they looked at the direction of Mrs. Kong's departure at the door of the hall in a daze, with wetness in the corners of their eyes.

"Are you okay?" An Xin, asked.

Kong Xun blinked, forcibly suppressed his exposed emotions, and pulled the corners of his mouth at An Xin with a bitter smile.

The voice was a little hoarse and low: "When I was sick and weak, I accidentally learned that I was not born to my mother, and he deliberately let people reveal it to my mother. ”

The other people didn't know the cause and effect, and they were a little confused, only An Xin understood the meaning of Kong Xun's words.

"What kind of grudge does he have with you, and he wants to use his wife's hand to harm you." An Xin pursed the corners of his mouth: "Mrs. Kong is really a good man who loves his wife and children." ”

An Rui exclaimed: "Looking at a very elegant person, he can still do this kind of thing." ”

Originally, he didn't like to see this guy who took away the attention of his own little mountain chief, but now when he saw his pitiful appearance, he also felt a little sympathy.

(End of chapter)