Everyone's eyes were like a ray of light, falling directly on Lu Shaoyuan's body.

No matter how arrogant he usually is, his face has turned red at this moment.

Lu Shaoyuan looked at Shen Ningning's expression and saw that the girl was also looking at him with a stunned face.

Fierce Wing stretched out his wings in the cage, making a rattling sound as if mocking.

The parrot was so frightened that it almost rolled its eyes.

In the end, it was Han Fuzi on the podium who reacted first.

"Lu Xuexue! Why are the parrots you brought still playing hooligans? These words that you learn all day and night, are you not afraid of being beaten when you bring them out? Send it out now, don't disrupt the class! ”

Han Fuzi was stunned, quite majestic.

Shen Ning would rather be his most proud student, how could he be teased by a bird.

Lu Shaoyuan hurriedly stood up and almost knocked the table over.

He hurriedly carried the parrot's cage, lowered his head and left quickly, and when he passed Shen Ningning sitting, he thought about it and said with some embarrassment: "This bird is talking nonsense, I don't know where I heard it, don't mind." ”

Shen Ningning raised her head silently, a touch of ruddy powder on her porcelain-white cheeks, and she nodded lightly: "Hmm!" ”

Lu Shaoyuan was pardoned, and fled quickly under the thorn-like gazes of his classmates.

Walking outside, he sat under the shade of a tree, only to find that he was already drenched in cold sweat.

The parrot left the range of the wings and was finally alive again.

At this moment, it jumped up and down all over the cage, repeating in its mouth: "Save, save, Shen Ningning, my love ......"

Before it finished speaking, Lu Shaoyuan slapped the cage hard.

"Shut up!" His handsome face was full of shame.

The parrot flapped its wings and quacked: "Annoyed and angry~"

Lu Shaoyuan was almost by this bird.

When he asked people to buy it, he said that the bird was very smart, half-open.

Lu Shaoyuan thought it was just an ordinary parrot.

How could it have thought of these words?

Lu Shaoyuan called his entourage and scolded him.

"Who the hell taught it to say that!" Whoever spoke his heart, see if he didn't kill that person!

The companion was frightened, raised his eyes and looked at Lu Shaoyuan several times, with a cautious expression.

"Young master, yes, it's your own dream talk......"

Lu Shaoyuan's anger was abruptly extinguished.

"Me?" He reacted, and his face turned even redder.

Circling back and forth in the courtyard, pulling his neckline to scatter the cold sweat on his body.

"This bird will not be allowed in my bedroom in the future!"

"No, it's not rare, I want Shen Ningning, Shen Ningning likes me, please." The parrot replied quickly, and was bouncing around the cage with his throat pinched, learning the words of his dreams.

"I'll you!" Lu Shaoyuan was about to kick when he raised his foot, but his entourage grabbed his arm.

"Young master, calm down, Madame likes this parrot to say auspicious words every day, and praises it as a gold ingot!"

The rest of the entourage stepped forward and quickly carried the cage away.

Lu Shaoyuan waved his sleeves: "Pack up, I'll go out of the capital to live for a few days." ”

It's too embarrassing, he has to go out to avoid the limelight, and wait for Shen Ningning to forget about it almost before coming back.

Well...... Three days should be enough, right?

The news quickly reached Mo Lingwei's ears.

He actually took time out in those days and took the initiative to accompany Shen Ningning to the Chinese Academy of Learning, and picked her up for several days in a row.

Every time he came to the Chinese Academy, the first thing he did was to see if Lu Shaoyuan had come back.

Fortunately, Shen Ningning persuaded from the side, otherwise, Mo Lingwei really wanted to pull Lu Shaoyuan's collar and ask him who taught him what the stinky bird said!

On this day, after Mo Lingwei sent Shen Ningning home, it was already dusk.

On the way back to the palace, he met Chen Shaobei with two iron horsemen, coming from the opposite direction.

The two sides crisscrossed the street, each stopping at its own.

Mo Lingwei lifted the curtain and looked at the burden in Chen Shaobei's hand: "What did you buy, in a hurry?" ”

Chen Shaobei coughed lightly, his face was a little unnatural.

Although the two grew up together, Mo Lingwei is the prince in the end, Chen Shaobei remembers the courtesy of the monarch and the minister in his heart, how dare he not answer when the prince asks?

He could only turn over and dismount, and play truthfully: "It's some paper money to pay tribute." ”

Mo Lingwei frowned: "Whose death?" ”

Chen Shaobei was silent twice: "Jiang Zhi's father." ”

The name Jiang Zhi is not often heard, so Mo Lingwei thought for a moment before remembering it.

"It's the white-faced kid who always pesters Shen Ningning."

When Chen Shaobei heard this nickname, he was extremely helpless.

But any man who is close to Shen Ningning doesn't seem to be a good person in the eyes of the prince.

For example, Mo Lingwei privately called Jiang Zhi a little white face, saying that Lu Shaoyuan was "the one who planned to dish".

Mo Lingwei raised his eyebrows: "You have such a good relationship with him, and you still help him pay tribute to his father?" ”

Chen Shaobei pursed his lips: "Not long ago, in the martial arts competition in the military camp, Jiang Zhi won the first place, she didn't want any reward, she just wanted me to help her bring some paper money and white candles." ”

Mo Ling was in danger for a long time, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were caressed by the light of the setting sun, revealing the ridiculous color in his thin eyes.

"Don't forget, Jiang Zhi's father is a bandit king, don't you hate burning and looting the most?"

Chen Shaobei lowered his head: "The bandit king is dead, just pay tribute." ”

Mo Lingwei smiled: "Okay, don't embarrass you, hurry up." ”

Chen Shaobei arched his hand and hurriedly rode away, looking at his back as he left in a hurry.

Mo Lingwei sneered: "I only know that I have a heart for men, and Uncle Chen has a headache." ”

When Chen Shaobei rushed to the reed riverside, Jiang Zhi had already set up several dishes of self-made side dishes by the riverside.

"I'm sorry, I met the prince on the way, and I was a little delayed, so I was late, didn't you miss the time?"

Chen Shaobei said, got off the horse, and handed the burden he was carrying to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi was grateful: "It's the right time, thank you general." ”

Looking at her looking down and sorting out the paper money seriously, Chen Shaobei felt something in his heart.

He looked out at the river, the sparkling water, reflecting a brilliant orange sun.

The golden crow, which is about to set, exudes a dazzling and warm light, the surface of the river seems to be dyed red and boiled, and the reeds are swaying and whirring with the wind.

"Are you sure you want to pay your respects here? According to the custom of our capital, to pay tribute to the dead, we have to go to his grave or before the tablet. ”

Jiang Zhi's action of lighting the white candle paused, and her heroic eyes were a little gloomy.

"My father died after entering the city, and those officials had him thrown into a mass grave, and I don't know where his bones are now, and even if I find them, I can't tell which bones are his, and which ones are not."

"General, do you know, there is a legend in my house that a tourist who has lost his way away from home, as long as he calls his name by the water, even if he dies in a foreign land, his soul will still come back with the call."

"When I was a child, my father often hugged me and put lanterns for my mother by the river, and he called my mother's name and told me: Bandits like us are actually like rootless floating weeds in the world, where it is not our home, and where it is our home."

"I sent my thoughts on these paper money, entrusted the breeze, reeds, and river water, and sent them to my father, and I believe he will receive them."

Chen Shaobei looked at her and saw a strand of black broken hair in Jiang Zhi's ear, blown by the wind, her face was very white, she should have changed into clean clothes before she came to pay tribute to her father.

He withdrew his cold, calm gaze.

Jiang Zhi knew that for a person like Chen Shaobei who had experienced life and death on the battlefield, it was actually a bit nonsense for him to believe that people still have souls after death.

But she is still very grateful to Chen Shaobei, who fulfilled her promise to win the top spot, not only helped her buy so much paper money and white candles, but also sent them personally.

At this moment, Chen Shaobei put his fingers to his lips and blew a whistle.

Not far away, in the reeds, there was one of his personal guards, rowing a flat boat.

Jiang Zhi stood up and was slightly stunned: "General, ...... is this?" ”

Chen Shaobei's tone was calm, revealing a faint gentleness and elegance.

"Since the river can communicate with the dead, let's take a boat to the river and release it, maybe your father can feel your thoughts sooner."

Jiang Zhi's heart was shocked.

She looked at Chen Shaobei in a daze, and when she saw that he had already stepped on the boat, she turned to look at her.

"Don't you get on board?"

Jiang Zhi came back to her senses from the huge surprise and emotion: "Yes, this is it, thank you, General!" ”

She hurriedly packed up all the things she had prepared, and the escort who rushed to the ship helped to send Jiang Zhi to the ship.

"Sit tight."

Unexpectedly, the escort who supported the boat did not come up, but Chen Shaobei picked up the penny, leaned against the shore, and took Jiang Zhi down the water. (End of chapter)