At the same time, Chang'an also imposed a night curfew.

There was a man standing on the wall of the courtyard, and I saw him take off the jade whistle around his waist and put it between his lips.

The crisp and shrill whistle seems to have this penetrating power in this quiet night.

A moment later, Wei Dujun was dressed in white, jumped onto the roof with a sword in his hand, and the two faced each other several meters apart.

"Senior brother, please advise."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Dujun walked towards the grove not far from the city gate, followed by a person behind him.

The two long swords intertwined with silver light in the dark night, and the shadows of the swords were like weaving, accompanied by a crisp sound of blows.

The two figures are agile and agile, attacking and defending back and forth, constantly changing positions.

A sword stabbed at Wei Dujun's waist, and after being blocked, the defense instantly turned into an offensive.

Ling Duchen slowly walked out of the darkness in a black robe, and said coldly: "If you don't sleep at night, go out of the city to compete with swords."

If it weren't for watching the two of them run out of the national courtyard, he would have arrested them a long time ago.

The two of them closed down, and a child's voice came from behind them.

"Senior brother!"

Yan Xi shouted in a suppressed voice, only to see Yan Xi jump down from the city wall and stand not far away.

Ling Chen rode directly on horseback and left with his companions without looking back.

"Go back on your own, don't have a next time."

Wei Dujun said to the people beside him, "Come to the National Court tomorrow."

Ying Mian looked at Wei Dujun's back and was silent.

The master asked him to go to Chang'an to find his senior brother to guide him in swordsmanship to see if he was qualified to enter the national academy, and this was only a few tricks.

"A month ago, the letter was delivered to the dean, and you can come."

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Yongfu.

Yong Changyue sat up on the bed, looked at the two figures outside the door and said, "Don't guard, go to sleep."

“......”

“......”

She got up, got out of bed, put on her clothes, and went to open the door.

The two maids outside the door were stunned for a moment, and then bowed their heads respectfully and said, "What does the young lady command?"

"Is my dad back?"

"The master has not returned to the palace for the banquet."

"What about my mother?"

"The slaves don't know, the slaves are just ordered to guard the young lady."

Yong Changyue didn't know what to say, so she suddenly remembered something and walked outside.

"I'm going to the toilet, don't follow me, just go and see if my mother is asleep."

After walking out of the courtyard, the woman looked around at the lack of people, and walked straight towards the other courtyards.

"Little crane, little crane."

The room was dark and there was no response.

She exhaled deeply and muttered, "Fell asleep so soon."

Yong Changyue had to go back to the room, but there were people guarding her outside the house, and she couldn't sleep at all.

Lying on the bed, he muttered: "Xiao He'er was ordered by the master to come to Chang'an to enter the national courtyard, what else do I have to run, I have to tell my father and ask him to remove the two maids outside the door."

"Tomorrow, let my father find someone to build a fish pond in my yard, the little crane likes to eat fish, and his own fish is the most fragrant."

As she spoke, she laughed, and it seemed that the thought of Ying Mian would make her eyes overflow with affection.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Yong Changyue wore a flower green Luo gauze skirt, and a piece of gold and silver intertwined with the same color wrapped the skirt partially.

The moon white and apricot yellow two light gauze sleeves are layered, and the slender waistline of Ke Zi can also be clearly seen.

Walked to the door of Ying Sleeper's room and shouted softly, "Little He'er, are you up?"

The beautiful glazed hairpin and green jade hairpin in the bun are crystal clear in the sun, and there seems to be a cloud of misty smoke in the jade hairpin.

I saw her slender hand slightly grasping the cyan light gauze silk, and then the door creaked open, and the slender hand suddenly let go again.

Seeing the person in front of him, Yong Changyue's bright eyes showed affection: "Little He'er, when will you go to the National Academy?"

"I'm going."

"I want to go with you, can you accompany me to visit first?"

After speaking, she looked at Ying Mian with longing.

"Okay."

Yong Changyue's eyes softened, and Ying Ying smiled and walked out of the house side by side with Ying Mian.

All kinds of jewelry stalls, fabric shops, and eternal moon should be interested in going to have a look.

Ying Mian quietly followed her and walked with her for half a street.

Yong Changyue suddenly pulled Ying Mian's sleeve: "Little crane, I want to go and see the clothes."

"Okay."

The two of them walked into a shop called Yuanshan, selling all kinds of precious fabrics and women's clothes in silk and satin.

All are the most popular styles: skirts, kezi, short skirts, and drapery.

"Boss, is that all?"

The woman came slowly and gracefully: "Girl, please."

The screen door on the left side opened, but I didn't expect this store to be connected by two stores, one facing East Street and the other facing West Street.

"There are straight skirts, cross-cutting skirts, big-sleeved undergarments, long skirts, and hundreds of stacks, girls, please feel free to look at them."

Yong Changyue looked around, and a cinnabar gauze skirt made her like it very much, and the different patterns gave people a sparkling illusion.

The whole garment, brown, apricot yellow, crimson, blue, cinnabar, a total of five colors intertwined.

Ying Mian saw that she had been looking at the dress, so she took out two ingots of silver and put them in the hands of the proprietress.

Yong Changyue was about to turn around and ask the proprietress to take off the dress, when she saw that she had already taken it off and wrapped it.

I watched the proprietress hand the things to Ying Mian again.

Yong Changyue was a little stunned, and then a smile appeared on her face, and she raised her slender hand to her lips to cover it slightly: "Thank you, little crane."

Yong Changyue stopped again at the stall selling jewelry.

"This silver comb is really beautiful, and the carving is good."

"Girl, good eye! My comb is one of a kind, and it's the best! ”

Yong Changyue put down the silver comb again: "Why is it not a white crane engraved, the crane is an extraordinary bird, not better than this magpie."

"Ah.....h That's right. ”

The vendor suddenly remembered something, and found a green jade comb on his side.

Yong Changyue took it, and there were two white cranes engraved on it, one standing by the stream, and the other flying to the mountains and forests.

"Look at the back again, girl."

There are a few fish in the clear stream on the back.

"Haven't you finished carving this comb?" The clear stream behind this is carved more and more faintly.

The vendor took out another note: "Girl, I don't understand, I still have a teleprompter."

"The smoke is empty, and this pond is full of fish. Crane, get up, return to fly, empty mountain sound. Shadow accompaniment, narrated in dreams. The sun and twilight are empty, and I don't see people, and I don't know this mood. ”

Yong Changyue frowned slightly: "Unlucky."

The vendor looked confused, looked at the two and said, "The girl treats herself as a fish and this boy as a crane?"

"Little Crane is a milk name, Crane also loves fish, the fish is gone, do you say auspicious."

The vendor nodded with a look of understanding: "This was written by a young man before, you see that there are actually fish behind this."

"You can still write poetry?"

"Of course, sometimes I hang up poems."

After Yong Changyue finished writing, the vendor spoke again: "Girl, do you want to see this silver bracelet?"

A casual glance revealed a very special silver bracelet.

Gently picked it up, only to see that the bracelet was carved into a beaded chain.

Then he put the bracelet on his wrist: "How much silver?"

The vendor smiled and gestured three fingers: "My carver is lifelike."

Yong Changyue didn't speak, nodded, and was about to touch the money bag.

Ying Mian silently paid three ingots of silver, then looked at her and said, "I'll send you back."

"I'll go back by myself, I want to accompany you to the gate of the national courtyard."

Ying Mian looked at her for a moment: "Okay."

After the two left, the vendors hung up the poems written by others one after another.

One of them reads: The wings are bright and the snow is white, and the wind god is sprinkled to occupy the high autumn.

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West Street.

A young girl in a soft sarla shirt is walking into a women's shop,

The embroidery on the skirt of the skirt is full of flowers, and there are a few pieces of butterfly embroidery hanging on the skirt, and the skirt is a natural transition between ten brocades and mugwort.

The hairpin on the whole bun is made of grass, which is lifelike.

And beside her was a young man, who was as delicate and clean as the shadow of the moon.

The girl turned her head to look at the boy, but saw that he was absent-minded, as if he had something on his mind.

The young man seemed to sense her gaze, came back to his senses in a daze, looked at the apricot face and peach cheeks, and said slowly with a delicate face.

"Ling'er, the two of us have been married since we were young, and I always thought that you also liked me, but now, you don't refuse others to come, which makes me feel cold."

"If you don't want to, I... You can go and annul your marriage today. ”

Tang Suling was stunned for a moment, then looked sideways at a piece of fabric and said, "I want this fabric."

The young man silently took the money to buy it, and the two walked out of the shop, and he said again: "You are different from before."

Tang Suling looked at him stunned: "Ah... I just want to be myself. ”

"I remember that you were fond of medicine since you were a child, but that day, you said you wouldn't."

“...... Some time ago, as you know, I kowtowed and forgot everything. ”

The young man lowered his eyes and nodded his head lightly, with a smile: "It's good for you to be like this now."

"Didn't you say you had something to do, go quickly, I'm going back too."

"I'll send you back."

Tang Suling shook his head and said, "I'll go back by myself, you've been with me for so long, it's too late if you don't go."

The young man looked at her for a moment, but he was still worried: "Then you go back quickly."

"Okay."

Tang Suling looked at his back, and then walked quickly to Ling Street.

On the way, she kept thinking about Song Wenshu's expression and words just now.

One around the corner didn't notice the two collided.

"Ahh

Tang Suling retreated again and again, almost falling to the ground, and then hurried to see the person she hit.

"I'm sorry, Sister Beauty, are you okay?"

Yong Changyue was originally a little angry, looking at the girl in front of her who didn't seem to be able to do it yet, and she couldn't come out again.

"I'm fine."

Yong Changyue straightened her dress and left.

Tang Suling looked at her back with some self-reproach, then walked into a teahouse and walked straight to the private room on the second floor.

"Miss Tang, you're here."

A scholar stood up with a smile to greet him.

Tang Suling didn't look happy.

"That's... Miss Tang, what's going on? ”

"I asked my dad for help, he's been busy lately and doesn't have time."

The scholar was a little disappointed: "That's it."

"By the way, is it convenient for Miss Tang to come out tomorrow?"

"It's not convenient, if it's convenient, I will have a toilet at home, so I don't have to come out."

"Huh?"

The scholar looked at Tang Suling's departing back with a confused expression.

Tang Suling walked out of the teahouse and muttered: "If it weren't for your good looks, I wouldn't want to come today, ask me about things as soon as we meet, goodbye, never again."

It hurts to think of the money she gave him when we first met.

At that time, I completely looked at my face, and when I saw that he said that he had no money, he directly gave him the money bag.

"Phew, soft rice man."