Jia Min frowned and was silent.

Seeing her mother's worries, Lin Daiyu said with a light smile: "Mother, Uncle Chu said that there are no rules in him. ”

"No rules, no mess up?"

"That's what the uncle said, in his case, there is no etiquette between men and women, and his daughter's family can show up, and she can also take the imperial examination to become an official."

"Women can also take the imperial examination?!"

Jia Min looked at her in surprise, Lin Daiyu nodded, and said: "Uncle Chu is very good, let me and Sister Qingzhao take the book and read, let us leave and stay if we want." ”

"Mother." Lin Daiyu couldn't help but say: "I heard Sister Qingzhao say that in the Song Dynasty, women could go out to play, but they couldn't go to Dashun......"

Jia Min glared at her, and Lin Daiyu shut up aggrievedly.

"The Song Dynasty is the Song Dynasty, the Great Shun is the Great Shun, and there is an empress in the Tang Dynasty, how can I not know?"

Jia Min took her daughter's hand, suddenly felt a little cold, reached out and touched the milk tea cup on the stool next to her, and suddenly pulled her daughter's cold hands into the quilt in distress.

Lin Daiyu obediently lay on her mother.

"My son, don't talk stupidly about it anymore."

Jia Min stroked her daughter's weak back, "What can be done in the Song Dynasty, but not in Dashun, it doesn't matter to the country girls, but you, an official lady, what do you look like when you go outside to show your face?"

Even if your father and I don't scold you, others will poke your backbone off, scolding you so much that you can't raise your head, see who dares to marry you? ”

As he spoke, his fingertips tapped his daughter's slender back, Daiyu was itchy, twisted her body and laughed, saying that she didn't care about those stinky men to marry.

After the trouble, Jia Min said with a smile: "Take the milk tea that Uncle Chu gave you, I'll taste what it tastes like." ”

"Mother is still recuperating, let's wait for it to get cold before eating."

"The weather is weird and stuffy, Mom is fine with a bite or two, bring it quickly."

Jia Min urged her with a smile.

Lin Daiyu still refused, went to the maid and got a bowl, poured out the milk tea, and let it cool for a while before sitting on the edge of the bed and feeding it to her mother with a spoon.

"It's sweet and icy, it's a good way to relieve the heat...... Uncle Chu gave it to you and Yi'an Jushi casually? ”

"Mother must not be called Yi'an Jushi in the future, Sister Qingzhao is only sixteen years old now~, and her poetry is far better than her daughter."

"You still write poetry?"

"I made a song respectively, and Uncle Chu sent milk tea to us."

“……”

Jia Min's face was strange.

Uncle Chu Uncle Chu, her daughter is now full of Uncle Chu in her mouth.

Everyone who is not a lady is beautiful, but she goes to meet a young man in her dream, what is this?

……

Bianliang.

"It's back, it's back! The girl is back! ”

At the door, I looked at the mother-in-law for a long time, and saw Taoqin coming back with a donkey from a distance, and a fair girl in a light blue skirt sitting on the donkey, although she was wearing a white hat, she could see at a glance that it was her own girl.

After a while, the donkey walked to the gate of Li's house, and Taoqin led the donkey into the door, and did not stop until the door of the hanging flowers, and helped the girl on the donkey to come down.

"Whew, I'm finally home, suffocated!"

The girl took off her hat, revealing a delicate and beautiful face covered by a light veil, and a little fragrant sweat on her smooth forehead, proving that she had gone crazy enough to go out this day and walked a long way.

Mama Zhao smiled and complained: "The girl has been playing for a day, hurry up and go in, Madame has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

The girl who had just taken off her white hat was none other than Li Qingzhao, who had been shopping in Bianliang City for a day.

Hearing that her mother was looking for her, she hurriedly carried her skirt and a bag of things, and stepped into the door of the hanging flower and went to her mother's room.

It's fine.

After dinner, she found an excuse to sneak back to the backyard room, took a shower, went into the study, lit the lamp, studied ink, and worked hard to write.

An hour later, an article that had been roughly conceived during the day was completed.

Li Qingzhao watched it by himself, quite satisfied, and fanned the article with a fan to let the ink dry quickly.

"Girl, it's time to sleep!" The female envoy Yaoqin urged her outside the door.

"It's coming, it's coming, wait a little longer......"

After dragging on for half an hour, the ink was finally dry, Li Qingzhao hurriedly put away the article, put it close to his arms and put it close to him, before blowing out the light and walking out of the study.

When she returned to her boudoir, she didn't untie her clothes, so she lay down on the embroidery bed, tossing and turning for a long time, and then fell asleep in a daze.

Suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and saw that in front of him was Sister Lin, who looked like a beautiful country, and she just came!

"It's been a long time since I saw Sister Qingzhao." Lin Daiyu said with a smile.

"How long?"

Li Qingzhao was very surprised, "How long has it been?" ”

She has only been in Da Song for three days, which is not long.

"It's been about a month."

"No wonder you have this dress on you."

Li Qingzhao looked Sister Lin up and down, she was only wearing a close-fitting long shirt and trousers, and she was wearing socks on her little feet, which showed that she was no longer dressed neatly when she slept at night.

Li Qingzhao poked his head out and took a look, and saw Chu Langjun doing things in front of the computer.

"It's a bit tricky."

"Out of the way."

Lin Daiyu's cheeks were slightly red, "Only Uncle Chu is here, but there is nothing unpleasant." ”

When Li Qingzhao heard this, he took her hand and walked out and shouted Chu Langjun.

Chu Zhen looked up and saw Sister Lin, whose green silk hair was scattered and had only light clothes on her delicate body, knew what was going on.

"Wait, I'll go get shoes and clothes for Miss Lin, lest someone come later."

"Ahh

Hearing that someone was coming, Lin Daiyu's face flushed with shame, and after hiding back in the bookshelf, she sat down on the chair last time, saying that she didn't need clothes, she just sat here and listened.

Chu Zhen couldn't help it, so he took down one of his clean clothes and put it aside first.

"Miss Lin, sit down first, and I'll see if I can solve this problem."

Chu Zhen said to the little girl sitting on the chair.

"What's the problem?"

Lin Daiyu was puzzled.

Chu Zhen pointed to the pajamas on her slender and thin body.

It is indeed a problem for the time and space notes to summon people without warning, especially when they are asleep, causing Lin Daiyu to travel over in her pajamas.

The first time he was barefoot.

Lin Daiyu blushed again, lowered her head and did not speak.

Chu Zhen smiled, left her here, and sat down in front of the computer.

"Chu Langjun is using a history pen?" Li Qingzhao asked him with a smile, and deliberately said it louder so that Sister Lin could hear it.

"Yes, record your visit yesterday."

"Yesterday?"

Lin Daiyu's voice came, and her tone was surprised: "In "Journey to the West", it is said that there is one day in heaven and one year on earth, and it is really true~. ”

"What kind of book is Journey to the West?" Li Qingzhao asked.

"Writing about gods, demons and monsters tells the story of a monk in the Tang Dynasty who took the Western Scriptures."

"Isn't Xuanzang's book called "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty"?"

"Yes and no, Journey to the West is a story made up by later generations."

The two chatted in the air, and Chu Zhen listened to them while writing history, adding points well, and seeing if he could make this space-time notebook more functional.

Just as he was about to interject, a voice suddenly appeared,

"What Tang monk?"

Chu Zhen and Li Qingzhao turned their heads to look, Lin Daiyu also glanced at it a little, and after seeing that it was Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, he hid back, picked up Chu Zhen's clothes on the side and put them on.

Although the washing was clean, she always felt that there was his smell on her clothes, as if he was hugging her with his open hands, which made her whole body hot, and her cheeks were even redder.