The idea of the Qi Yun clan is very simple, the youngest son is dead, and Zhiyin has become a person from the Chen Liuhou Mansion, and the most important thing today is to find a way to have a house with the eldest son, give birth to an heir, and pass on the young son to a lineage.

As for the eldest son, she didn't believe that such a delicate bride was wandering around in front of his eyes every day, throwing himself into his arms, and he could really sit still.

Men don't have a good thing, no matter how touching they say, they will still like to be young and beautiful. He has Xie Xun's blood in his body, how good can he be?

It's a big deal, in order to compensate him, she will marry a beautiful wife for him in the future.

Once the idea was decided, she sent people to pick out all the "treasures" collected from the people, many of which were purchased from the hook bar, and the content was far bolder than the collection of nobles.

The drawings are so realistic, the variety of patterns, when Zhiyin held it in his hand, he closed the book with just one glance, and his heart pounded in his chest.

She is also the daughter of a good family, she only knows that she has married a wife and a virtuous since ancient times, but she doesn't know that the word "virtuous" also comes from here.

Mama Qin, the servant woman sent by her mother-in-law, was her confidant and nursing mother, and advised Zhiyin: "Don't be shy about the bride. ”

"This woman will have this sooner or later. The husband is yang, the wife is yin, and the harmony of yin and yang becomes a good thing. Our second son-in-law has been closed recently, so I have to ask you to take the initiative more. ”

At this time, the role of choosing a little girl is highlighted, if everyone is beautiful and has a very thin face, they will not want to learn from the top, but the self-esteem of the little girl is not so strong.

Compared with the daughter of the family who often has the support of her father and brother behind her, the Gu family is an orphan girl, who has no parents and an unreliable elder. In the future, things will be exposed, and it will be much easier to handle.

After all, Zhiyin is only sixteen years old, although she has been under the fence since she was a child, and her temperament is stronger than other women of the same age, she is also shy in this.

She blushed and blushed, and her voice was like a mosquito fly: "What Mama taught me is that I know." ”

She thought very clearly, her husband proposed to her uncle to marry her, she was very grateful, and she was willing to carry him with him, so as a wife, she would also fulfill her obligations.

But she is not without dignity, if he has always been such a lukewarm attitude, after a few days, she will give him a few beautiful concubines, if he still can't get by, he will leave, she has five hundred taels of silver from the Gu family in her hand, and when the time comes, she can set up a female household, and a person can live well.

After the servant woman left, Zhiyin sat alone on the bed, and after confirming that there was no one on the left and right, she blushed and picked up the booklet again.

There are so many tricks on it, and it's ridiculous. By the time he was barely finished, his face was already burning hot, and his skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat. She was a little embarrassed, so she had to call the maid to bathe again.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived, there was still a trace of residual heat rolling in the dull air of Luoyang City, and the dying autumn cicadas were weakly hissing on the autumn trees outside the courtyard. In the steaming bath, Zhiyin soaked herself in the tub by herself, and her cheeks were steamed red with water vapor.

At the same time, in the outer study, Xie Mingting was originally sitting quietly by the window to read a book, and his heart jumped for no reason.

There was a faint sound of water in the bath in the inner room, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized who the sound of water came from, and then some unknown emotions rose in his heart.

And this was originally his brother's yard, but since Gu moved in, the whole house was soaked with a woman's fragrance, which was the sinking water on her body when she joined yesterday, and at this time, it was also like the sound of water pouring out, which disturbed him inexplicably.

He sat patiently for a while, still unable to ignore the faint fragrance and the sound of water that seemed to be everywhere, and simply put down the book.

The sun was just right in the courtyard, and the red silk that had been decorated with the newlyweds had also been removed, revealing several arrow targets that had been set up before, which were used by Xie Yunji to practice archery in the past.

Xie Mingting got up and took a tiger head bow hanging on the wall of his younger brother's study and went out. Shoot with a bow and arrows in one go.

The feather arrows are out of hand, and the arrows are all hit the bull's-eye.

The arrow is fierce, like a shower hitting the load, and the target is also slightly shaken.

The onlookers couldn't help but applaud in their hearts.

It is a well-known thing that the eldest prince learns literature and the second son learns martial arts, and no one has seen him practice archery over the years, but I didn't expect him to not only write well, but also excel in archery.

After Zhiyin bathed, he changed his clothes and came out, and what he saw was the sassy and heroic posture of the young man Langjun bending his bow and shooting arrows. With his bow in his hand, he chose arrows in one hand, and unhurriedly put them on the string one by one and aimed them at the bull's-eye to shoot.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist are really pleasing to the eye.

Sometimes a single arrow, sometimes a double arrow, or even four arrows fired at once, but the feathered arrows went one after the other, and all four were hit.

It is the five shots of the six arts of Confucianism - Shenlian.

Zhiyin couldn't help but be stunned, and in the courtyard, Xie Mingting ignored it, still shooting arrows unhurriedly.

The wind swept the autumn trees on the edge of the courtyard, driving the robe on his body to flutter lightly, as if the autumn grass was all over the sky.

After the last feather arrow was released, a lonely applause sounded behind him: "Lang Jun is so powerful." ”

Zhiyin smiled gently, and Lianbu walked over gently, "The concubine also wanted to learn when she was at home, but unfortunately she didn't have a close teacher, I don't know if Lang Jun is willing to teach?" ”

He turned to look at her, and she stopped three paces in front of him, her smile as bright as that of early summer, but her clothes were new.

The shark silk is light and thin, and the spring is slick into the eyes. The breeze blew, and the faint fragrance of her body hit the tip of her nose, which was the light fragrance of jasmine pancreas.

Xie Mingting's eyes blinked slightly, and he turned his face slightly: "You want to learn from me?" ”

"Yes."

Zhiyin said: "My father was a scholar, and he only taught me piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although I have admired women like Xun Guan and Mulan since I was a child, I can only envy them in my heart......"

She was looking for an opportunity to get close to him, but when she mentioned her deceased father, her tone gradually became lost. Xie Mingting only nodded absentmindedly, thinking inexplicably in his mind:

Can she play chess?

Half a year has passed since the blind chess game in the downtown area on Yuan Xi, and he still thinks of that game and the person who played that day.

At that time, through a huge chessboard and the glittering lanterns in the sky, he didn't actually see the person's appearance, only that it was a woman. Fight because of the rise, and leave after the end.

At that time, Yun Ji once asked him why he didn't meet his opponent, and at that time he thought, it would be good to meet his opponent in chess, so why should he meet. What he admires and admires is the opponent's free and easy chess style, and he has nothing else to think about.

For him, it doesn't matter whether she is young or young, whether she is a concubine or a concubine.

However, Xu is chess game that day was really hearty, half a year has passed, he has never forgotten, and occasionally guesses in his heart, I don't know what kind of woman can play such a glorious chess, and can solve the endgame left by the Taizong Dynasty Go player.

Thinking of this, Xie Mingting's heart was slightly irritable.

In the end, I was trapped in vulgar thoughts. The game itself is exciting, so why care about the people behind it?

Zhiyin only saw that he seemed to fall silent after asking himself, thinking that he would refuse, but he suddenly came back to his senses and threw the bow to her with a faint expression. Hurriedly grabbing his bow and arrows, he turned back and asked him, "Is the arrow here?" ”

"Swing the bow first." Xie Mingting said, "The right knee is facing the arrow target, the hand is held in the middle of the bow handle, and the bow is placed in front of the left knee. ”

He taught her according to the essentials of the "Shooting Sutra", and after setting up the bow, he took out the arrow: "Pinch the position of the last third of the arrow with three fingers, put the first third of the arrow on the bow, catch the arrow with the index finger of the left hand, and touch the second section of the right finger against the tail of the arrow...... Yes, that's it, relax and don't be too stiff......"

He taught seriously, and Zhiyin also learned seriously, and soon put on an archery posture according to what he said, controlled the strings in his hand, and the feathers were about to come out.

However, she is a beginner after all, and her movements are difficult to standardize, and after Xie Mingting corrected her many times verbally, she still failed to understand the point, so she had to point her fingers.

"Hands, don't put them too high, lower, lower than your face."

"The body should be upright, and the arms should be straight, and the so-called "Shooting Sutra" says, 'the body is like a dry, and the straight arm is like a branch'."

He stood behind her, his hands on her raised arms correcting her stiff and erroneous posture, but his big hands never really touched her skin, as he guarded against men and women.

However, he was already tall, and Zhiyin could reach his jaw, standing behind her like this, as if he was holding her from behind, and his jaw occasionally touched her bun.

When she spoke, the heat she breathed out was like warm smoke, gently brushing the clouds in the little lady's ears, and the mellow and thick fragrance of agarwood sprayed thin behind the top of her head and ears, forcing Zhiyin's face to gradually warm up.

Coincidentally, it was not late autumn at the moment, and each other was thinly dressed, and when he stood behind him to correct her bowed posture, she could clearly perceive the body with a roll. A hot body.

Tight and compact, dormant under light clothes, muscles like dragons.

The warm body seemed to cling to the delicate jade butterfly bones of the two wings behind her back, and the clothes rubbed against each other, and the slightest touch caused a slight burst of electricity, climbing from behind her shoulders to her white neck, and then converging on the top of her head.

Zhiyin's face suddenly became a little hot, and she hesitated to stay away.

The thin layer of sweat that had just been washed off was born again......

Xie Mingting taught seriously at first, forgetting the precautions between men and women for a while, and talking about the essentials while correcting her, not noticing that the distance between the two had exceeded the distance that should be maintained.

Still Zhiyin looked back timidly, looking at him again and again, as if she wanted to say something. At that glance, the affection was lingering, and it was indescribably charming and shy.

He frowned slightly, and looked at her for some reason. The large expanse of white leaping into the field of vision is the woman's soft and smooth shoulder and neck lines, and the delicate skin exposed at the neckline.

The shoulders are as thin as a cut, and it is difficult to beat the silk.

A drop of crystal clear sweat dripped from her sun-drenched jaw, hit her skin, and went all the way down to the collar where it meets......

Xie Mingting's heart trembled suddenly, and he suddenly came back to his senses!

The woman in his bosom is his brother's wife, not his.

However, he is now playing the younger brother, and in the hearts of his younger siblings, it is natural for him to be close. He had to suppress that different emotion, and quietly retreated a little: "You can practice by yourself." ”

There was a green aura lingering between his eyebrows, and he quickly turned his face away.

Zhiyin was also a little embarrassed, turned around and practiced arrow by arrow, and there was still a slight confusion in his heart.

She didn't mean to be so close to him, it was obviously a normal husband and wife, but he seemed to be unhappy, as if she took advantage of him.

Naturally, she could also feel that this was indeed not a body that a literati could have.

Last night, she thought too much.

Want...... It was because she was too curious about the uncle she hadn't met yet that she would always think of him.

After all, she has a request for him, and it is normal for her to think of him, but how can she meet him and talk to him?

She pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at her silent and cold husband behind her.

I'm afraid, I still have to ask Lang Jun to match.

At night, Xie Mingting still stayed in the outer study.

This was originally Xie Yunji's solitary residence, so the bedroom and the study were only separated by a blue gauze cupboard. When the time was about to end, and when Zhiyin was about to rest, he saw the candlelight reflected on the yarn cupboard, and after a little hesitation, he walked towards the firelight with the candle.