Chapter VI

Narrow backyard kitchen. Cramped, through a small window, the red flame and thick black fog can be faintly seen inside.

The cook half-squatted in front of the stove, adding firewood to the fire, and turned to the young man behind her, smiling all over her face.

"You are really blessed to be taken by that Song girl and picked to go to the Song Mansion as an entourage."

There was no one around, and the cook looked around cautiously, and slowly moved to Wei Ziyuan's side.

She said in a low voice: "Then the Song Mansion is not as good as ours, I heard that the floor tiles of the Song Mansion are made of gold and jade." If you follow Miss Song, you will be thousands of times better than now. ”

"Look at the silver she sent yesterday, it is just a raccoon slave who asked me to take care of the backyard, and it can cost a few dollars, and she actually took out that bag of silver, which is enough for our crops to eat for three or five years, which shows that Miss Song has a good heart."

Wei Ziyuan listened absentmindedly, only when his mother-in-law mentioned Song Lingzhi, his eyes blinked lightly two or three times, and his unwavering eyes finally rippled.

The dilapidated kitchen was choking, and Wei Ziyuan sat in the corner with his knees crossed, holding dead branches and leaves in his hands. The branches of the tree were dry and rough, grinding the palms with pain, and the wounds of the previous tree were still cracked, and there were faint traces of blood oozing out.

Wei Ziyuan didn't realize it, and only stared at the churning firewood in a daze.

The flames were flashing, and layers of smoke filled the air. In a trance, Wei Ziyuan seemed to see the shadow on the mountain again.

The girl's posture is smart, and a scarlet felt red cloak reflects the snow in the sky, as bright as congealed fat, and her posture is gorgeous.

Wei Ziyuan was born with a disease and couldn't speak.

The mother-in-law has long been used to talking to herself, and she has a spoon in her hand: "Auntie will add you an egg custard today, and I should practice it for you." ”

As he was talking, he suddenly saw a little maid coming in front of him, saying that the Song family's carriage had arrived, urging Wei Ziyuan to go.

The cook was stunned, and wiped her hands in front of her two or three times: "Why are you so anxious, you don't even let people eat rice." ”

The little maid covered her mouth and smiled: "Auntie's question is strange, you ask me, I ask who to go." After the words fell, he looked at Wei Ziyuan again, "Why don't you go quickly, do you really want the master to wait for you?" ”

The firewood room where Wei Ziyuan lives on weekdays is also a dilapidated board, which can sleep people. cleaned up, but there was only a shabby burden on his body.

The egg custard was naturally too late to eat, the cook sighed helplessly, wiped her hands and walked back, unintentionally catching a glimpse of a pile of chopped firewood in the courtyard, the cook was stunned suddenly, and then shook her head and smiled: "This kid ......"

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The snow has passed the first glow.

Under the eaves of the corridor, the iron horse tinkled loudly, and Bai Zhi held the gargling thing and lightly lifted the turquoise green orangutan felt curtain.

There is a large brocade mattress on the kang near the window, and the autumn geese are leaning on the backrest of the hundred butterflies wearing flowers and blue satin, and the silver in her hands is facing the sunlight outside the window, and she is doing needlework.

Bai Zhi tiptoed to Qiu Yan's side and probed in: "The girl hasn't gotten up yet?" ”

The peach-red silk squirrel cloak was untied, and only this time did it, thin beads of sweat appeared on Bai Zhi's forehead, and she bent her lips helplessly.

"What's wrong with the girl now, I haven't seen such chills in previous years. Up and down the house, just the brazier of our warm pavilion is worth a yard. ”

She glanced at Qiu Yan and was surprised: "It's weird, don't you feel panicked?" ”

Qiu Yan looked at her and smiled: "You didn't see this on me?" Now that I'm in this house, I only dare to wear something light. I wore a jacket beforehand, and I almost got prickly heat. I don't know ...... girl."

Before he could say a word, he suddenly heard a low laugh in the room, and the green gauze tent was slowly lifted, and the first thing was a pair of soft wattles that were as delicate as fat.

Song Lingzhi's eyebrows were crooked, and his apricot eyes were lazy: "What are you talking about me?" Let me listen to it. ”

The master woke up, Qiu Yan hurriedly put down the needle in his hand, followed Bai Zhi to the warm pavilion, and took the green satin back for Song Lingzhi to lean on.

The two of them are one on the left and one on the right, serving Song Lingzhi and rinse.

After a while, another little maid entered the house with a lacquered wood tea tray, and Qiu Yan took the tea tray from the maid's hand and handed it to Song Lingzhi.

"Girl, this is the bird's nest porridge sent by the old lady to Mother Liu."

Three days after returning from Jinming Temple, Mrs. Song was frightened by Song Lingzhi that night, and chanted Buddha in the Buddhist hall every day.

He also asked Song Hanyuan to find a doctor to diagnose and treat Song Lingzhi, and asked Liu's mother to send bird's nest porridge and ginseng soup to Linyue Pavilion before dawn.

They are all good blood swallows, but no matter how good things are, they are tired of eating too much.

Song Lingzhi took a bite or two, and then pushed the celadon bowl in front of Qiu Yan: "You eat it, I don't want it." ”

Qiu Yan tentatively: "The old man sent a bottle of Muxi dew, the girl wants to try that?" The slave and maid were sent to him. ”

Song Lingzhi ate it well in the morning, but later felt weird and sweet. She shook her head: "That's it, you eat yours." ”

When the words fell, his eyes crossed Bai Zhi and Qiu Yan, and Song Lingzhi was curious: "Why don't you see Wei Ziyuan?" ”

Qiu Yan didn't dare to eat anymore, so he hurriedly blessed himself: "The slave arranged a single room for him according to the master's instructions, and he was waiting on the second door at this time." If the girl has anything to say, the slave and maid go and seek him in. ”

Song Lingzhi frowned: "...... Two doors? ”

Qiu Yan nodded: "The master let me go." Saying that he is not the son of our family after all, if he is really allowed to serve in the Linyue Pavilion......"

Song Lingzhi insisted: "Let him come in, I'll just tell my father about this." ”

Qiu Yan smiled and said "yes", opened the curtain and went out to look for someone.

After a while, I suddenly saw Mrs. Song send someone again, Bai Zhi went out to greet her, and when she came back, she had a cloisonné gold peacock in her hand.

Bai Zhi smiled and handed it over: "The old lady just gave it, saying that it was for the girl to wear it at night, so that she could palm her eyes." ”

The peacock is embroidered with peacock velvet and gold thread, and it looks brilliant from afar, as if the sun is reflecting the red glow.

Song Lingzhi smiled dumbly: "It's very good to wear this, if you accidentally burn the hole, your grandmother should be distressed again." ”

Bai Zhi covered her mouth and smiled: "The girl is confused, and the old lady will hold a banquet today to thank Yan Gongzi for saving the girl in Jinming Temple a few days ago." How could the girl have forgotten such a big thing? ”

…… Jinming Temple.

The smile in his eyes disappeared suddenly, Song Lingzhi's eyebrows were lowered, and he remembered the scene when Shen Yan applied needles to himself in the temple for no reason.

Those inky eyes follow me like a shadow, and it seems that I can see through myself at a glance. Song Lingzhi didn't like Shen Yan, but what she didn't want was that the Song family had anything to do with Shen Yan again.

A pair of willow eyebrows shrouded in smoke frowned slightly, and Song Lingzhi rubbed his eyebrows: "Find someone to talk to my grandmother, just say that I am not very good, so I won't go." ”

Bai Zhi stepped forward to help people: "What did the girl say, Baba just sent someone to tell the old lady that she was safe, don't worry, this son will hit her own face again." If the old lady knew, she would not have relied on it, and the old lady would still be the east today. ”

Bai Zhi chattered, afraid that Song Lingzhi would not be angry.

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw a figure rushing out of the moon cave door.

Qiu Yan smiled all over her face, lifted her skirt and ran towards Song Lingzhi: "Girl, take a look, the slave maid just went to Ermen to look for someone, who knows, I don't know, I only know that I am gambling in the school field when I ask." ”

Bai Zhi glared angrily, and the handkerchief in her hand fell into Qiu Yan's arms: "If you want to die, they gamble money, you don't look for a manager, but you still instigate the girl to go over." ”

Qiu Yan laughed repeatedly: "My fault, my fault, I was so quick that I forgot to say it." ”

It turned out that the guards on the second gate saw Wei Ziyuan with arrows on his body, and were surprised that he could ride and shoot, so the group flocked to the school field and bet on Wei Ziyuan's archery skills.

Bai Zhi was still displeased: "It's taboo for the guards to eat and gamble for money, why are you messing around?" ”

Qiu Yan sneered at each other: "I didn't know, but they didn't count as gambling money, and they just used the jade purse on their body as a color head." ”

When Song Lingzhi heard this, he was also curious: "How many people in the house bet on Wei Ziyuan to win?" ”

Qiu Yan wanted to speak and stopped: "This ......" She laughed dryly twice, and stretched out a finger towards Song Lingzhi.

"Just one, or himself."

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In the dead of winter, the wind invades the muscles and bones.

The uproar on the school field was deafening, and when the house heard that there was such an interesting gambling game, they quietly concealed it from the master and took their own money to bet.

The lacquered wooden tea tray covered with red python satin was covered with several jade fan pendants, but there were only ten gold ingots at the other end.

I think that the gold coin should be the silver reward of the tree the day before yesterday.

Song Lingzhi looked at it and smiled: "It's pitiful, no one really looks down on him." ”

Qiu Yan stood with his hands down: "The girl doesn't know, those people's mouths are very broken, and they say behind their backs that he has brute force." It's just that I don't know how this Wei Ziyuan's archery skills are, if it really ......"

"He's not going to lose." Song Lingzhi was indifferent.

Qiu Yan was stunned: "...... What do you mean by that? ”

Song Lingzhi smiled but said nothing.

The school field was full of guards, and it was impossible for her to go there, so she only stood far away in the attic, overlooking the good scenery not far away.

If it was really so easy to admit defeat, and there was no calculation in his heart, it would be impossible for Wei Ziyuan's money in his previous life to spread all over the world.

On the school ground, everyone raised their arms and shouted, and looked at the teenager in the middle.

Xu is perennial hunger, Wei Ziyuan is thin and weak, with a sickly white face, not as brave and fierce as other guards.

"What does it mean to just shoot an arrow? If you want me to say, it's better to tie your eyes, if you can shoot with your eyes closed, then you can call yourself capable. ”

When the words fell, there was immediately a burst of echo, and another person strode out, untied the green jade wrench in his hand, and threw it on the tea tray.

"Wei Ziyuan, I'll add another colorful head, if you can really shoot with your eyes closed, this wrench is yours."

Wei Ziyuan was silent.

Someone immediately stepped forward, and in a blink of an eye, the lacquered wooden tea tray was full of pearls and gems, and it almost couldn't fit it.

The boy on the school field was silent, his amber eyes were calm, and his bow and arrow weighed in his hand.

The wind was loud, and the school field was cold to the bone.

Wei Ziyuan raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on the target in the distance. Someone had already sent a green handkerchief for Wei Ziyuan to tie to his eyes.

There is no vision, only the sound of the wind in my ears.

Raise your arms, draw your bow.

The bowstring was tight, and when the lightning was shining, I only heard a "boom", and the arrow was sent out from Wei Ziyuan's hand, which was not aimed at the bull's-eye, but a flying bird that swept over.

The sparrow landed in response and landed straight in the middle of the school field.

Wei Ziyuan raised his arm, and there was another arrow in his hand.

The arrow flew fast and hit the bull's-eye.

There was silence in the room.

Qiu Yan and Bai Zhi were also dumbfounded, and the two of them were speechless: "The girl is really clever, she even guessed this." ”

Song Lingzhi pursed his lips, and his gaze slowly withdrew from the school field: "Let's go, there's nothing else to see." ”

The dress swayed to the ground, Song Lingzhi feathers swayed, and his back gradually disappeared in the attic.

Linyue Pavilion was silent, only the little maids in twos and threes were playing with flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Turning the flower barrier, Song Lingzhi was stunned.

There was a person standing far away under the eaves, standing with his hands down, but it was Wei Ziyuan, who was supposed to shine on the school field.

Qiu Yan was surprised: "Wei Ziyuan, why are you here?" ”

Wei Ziyuan lowered his head and stepped forward, kneeling in front of Song Lingzhi, holding the arrow just now.

Song Lingzhi was surprised, and then smiled: "Are you afraid that I will drive away the gambling money?" ”

Wei Ziyuan was still holding the arrow high.

Song Lingzhi was surprised: "I won't tell my father, you ......"

Wei Ziyuan still maintained his previous posture and did not move.

Qiu Yan quietly approached Song Lingzhi and reminded in a low voice: "Girl, could he be thinking about it...... Asking for a reward? ”

Bai Zhi frowned: "Shicai didn't win so many jewels, why do you still have to ask for rewards at this time, and the gambling money is not right, the girl doesn't pursue it, she is already magnanimous, how can he still ......?"

"Bai Zhi, my father gave me a dragon tongue bow last year, and you went and fetched it."

Bai Zhi stomped her feet: "Girl." ”

Song Lingzhi insisted: "Go quickly." ”

The dragon tongue bow is a good bow and arrow, and according to legend, it is made by the dragon tendons, which can penetrate the yang in a hundred steps.

Wei Ziyuan didn't answer, he was still holding the arrow in both hands.

Bai Zhi lost patience: "This is the girl's reward for you, why are you so ignorant of the rules?" ”

Wei Ziyuan only bowed his head and said nothing.

Song Lingzhi frowned: "Let's take another ten taels of silver to reward him." ”

Wei Ziyuan shook his head.

It was very cold, and snow was falling here and there.

Song Lingzhi tightened his arms, only feeling helpless: "Don't bow and arrow, don't reward silver." Well, you go back first, and then reward you when there is a good one. ”

When the words fell, Song Lingzhi took the autumn goose Bai Zhi back to the house.

The platform is covered with snow and covered in silver.

Song Lingzhi looked back.

The boy was still kneeling under the eaves of the porch, and his figure was firm. Endure. He was wearing a stone blue robe, and his face was not as gray as it was when he first saw it. The sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like autumn mountains, and they are born with a good appearance.

The wind and snow were shaking, Wei Ziyuan knelt alone on the bluestone platform, his figure was thin, like a homeless puppy that no one wanted.

Song Lingzhi turned around and stepped forward quickly, his soft voice falling on Wei Ziyuan's ears like snow.

"Grandmother will have a banquet tonight, you will come with me, and in the future, you will be by my side like Bai Zhi and Qiuyan."

The hands holding the arrows were finally retracted.