The weather in the summer is always so weird.

The thunder "boomed" from far and near, and the bean-sized rain fell without warning, and it became bigger and bigger.

Obviously, it was still a clear sky before.

Yu Li'an walked in the direction of the palace without hurrying with an ancient book on his head, followed by the anxious maid Wuyan who was holding a brocade box in his arms.

"Oh, county lord, hurry up!"

The little maid Wuqian finally couldn't help it, the rain was so heavy, and the county lord still looked unhurried.

Yu Li'an nodded, a sly smile appeared in his eyes, and he performed light skills with a little luck, a little on tiptoe, and left the ground with the back collar of Wuxian in his hand. provoked Wuqi to scream in surprise, and closed his eyes in fright.

When Wuqi opened his eyes, he had already arrived in front of the palace.

The housekeeper Yao Wan was waiting in front of the door in a hurry, and when he saw Yu Li'an, who was covered in rain, he came back and hurriedly greeted him: "Oh, the county lord, you are here...... Oops! The old slave just sent someone to pick you up, hey...... These useless things!"

"Wuxuan, why don't you take the county lord to change your clothes soon!" Seeing Yu Li'an, who was drenched, Yao Wan couldn't help but lose his temper.

Yu Li'an handed the book in his hand to Wu Xuan, fortunately, the cover of the book was made of cowhide, and the book was not wet.

She wiped the rain on her face with her sleeve and said to Yao Wan, "Uncle Yao, it's okay." By the way, what time is it?"

Yao Wan held up an umbrella for Yu Li'an and said as he walked: "It's almost time at noon." ”

"Has the gentleman my father looked for arrived?"

"Not yet, it's said that it's coming in the future, and it's estimated that it's going to be soon. However, the rain is a bit heavy, and I don't know when it will come. ”

"Hmm. ”

When I walked under the eaves, the sound of rain above my head became quieter.

Yao Wan put away his umbrella and instructed Wuqi: "Quickly take the county lord to change clothes, the hot water is ready, the ginger soup will be sent over in a while, don't let the county lord catch the cold." ”

He turned around and said to Yu Li'an: "County master, the old slave will go down first." The prince said that you don't have to go to him when you come back, let you see Mr. Shen first. ”

"Well, did you send the umbrella?"

"Sent. Then Yao Wan suddenly sighed, "Hey, after so many years, the prince is also ......."

Suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly stopped, and slapped himself with his hand: "The old slave should die." ”

The king of Huai'an would go to Hanshiling on the fifteenth day of every month.

Yu Li'an hurriedly said: "Uncle Yao doesn't have to be like this, forget it, you go down first." ”

Yao Wan saluted: "Yes." ”

Seeing Yao Wan leave, Yu Li'an was also ready to go back to the room.

As soon as he called Wuxuan to hold up the umbrella, he saw a green bamboo umbrella appear in the almost seamless rain curtain, and the person under the umbrella was wearing a wide-sleeved green shirt, with mottled bamboo leaves on the cuffs, and a jade nine tied to his waist, and the ears under the jade nine were black and white.

"County Lord?"

Yu Li'an gestured: "Wait first." ”

The green bamboo umbrella was getting closer and closer, and she looked at the man through the rain curtain. But the umbrella covered most of his face, and only the graceful curve of his jaw and the hand holding the umbrella were white, slender and distinct.

The man walked to the eaves, collected the umbrella and stood on the edge of the beam, and bowed to Yu Li'an: "I have seen the county lord." ”

"Mr. Shen?"

"Yes. ”

Yu Li'an nodded, feeling a little disappointed. Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, these messy gentlemen might all be weak little white faces, but when she saw Shen Lan's face as the leader in the little white face, she couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

She responded with a salty "um", and said to Wuqing: "Salute the teacher." ”

Wuqian looked at the wet brocade box in his hand with some embarrassment: "This, the county lord ......"

Yu Li'an suddenly said to the little white face with an elegant smile in front of him: "Mr. doesn't mind, right?"

There seemed to be a bit of disgust in his eyes.

Shen Lan smiled unabated, stretched out his hand to take the brocade box and said, "It's okay." ”

Wuqi handed over the brocade box and looked at him apologetically.

She knows the temperament of her county lord, and she is always very picky about people who seem to be weak and thin. If it's a man, you can't look too good.

Obviously, the bookish Mr. Shen in front of him is too good-looking.

Shen Lan bent a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to have the color of thousands of mountains and waters, untied the jade nine with a good texture around her waist and handed it to Yu Li'an: "The first time we met, it was not a respect." ”

Yu Li'an was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in surprise for a while, didn't he know what it meant to send jade? Although it is said that "it is not rude to come", I am afraid that it is still a little inappropriate to send jade, right?

The summer rain always comes and goes strangely, and the sudden pouring rain has stopped.

The sound of cicadas chirped gradually.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Shen Lan's mouth, her inky eyes were full of gentleness and moistness, and she was looking at her in a low voice, and she didn't mean to take back the jade.

Then she reached out and took the jade nine like a ghost, and the jade nine fell steadily on the palm of her hand, black and white.

Shen Lan lowered her eyes to look at her, and the smile in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Afterwards, Yu Li'an thought that maybe Shen Lan couldn't find anything to give her for a while, after all, he only had a green bamboo oil paper umbrella in his hand at that time, and it was impossible to hand her the umbrella and say that it was the first time we met, so it was not a respect......

Shen Lan stayed in the palace and became Yu Li'an's teacher.

Although Yu Li'an didn't like his appearance of a little white face that could be bullied, he had to admit that Shen Lan still had several brushes.

For example, his handwriting is as good as her father's, vigorous and handsome, lining Yu Li'an's scum into scum; for example, he plays the piano well, and every pluck and pick is out of the piano; for example, his paintings are good, and each one has a far-reaching artistic conception; and for example, he writes well in his policies, and the way of governing the country in the text is at his fingertips.

is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

However, Ren Shenlan is very good in these aspects, and it does not mean that Yu Li'an will learn well.

For example, her broken hand, has never been upright and neat.

Yu Li'an was naturally very repulsive to these elegant things.

According to her words, where can the sound of those silk and bamboo orchestras compare with the high-pitched and passionate thunder of war drums on the battlefield? How can those poems that are so elegant as moaning without illness compare with the inspiring prose? Moreover, she still prefers to put people to death on the battlefield rather than plotting the layout on the chessboard.

After teaching for a few days, Shen Lan looked at Yu Li'an, who was getting bigger and bigger, and her eyebrows were getting more and more fierce, and she was still dutifully thinking about whether she hadn't tapped out a certain talent in talent for the county lord of Jinghe, after all, you have to teach people according to their aptitude to teach people well.

The weather in September is always crisp and autumnal.

In the lush green bamboo forest, the sunlight falls sparsely through the gaps between the bamboo leaves.

Under the hexagonal pavilion, Yu Li'an sat upright in front of the piano case.

The shoulders are flat, the elbows are stretched, the knees are open, the feet are full of figures, and the posture of playing the piano is standard.

She was wearing a long black and white ink-splashed dress, with a wide cuff blooming ink plum, a four-finger-wide thick ink ribbon around her waist, and a jade nine with a good texture, and the jade tassels were black and white.

From a distance, it really looks a little fairy.

But looking closely, the extra coldness on the Yingli eyebrows and eyes could not be ignored, and under the slender ten fingers, the last string finally couldn't support it, and the crane returned.

Shen Lan was dressed in a white brocade deep coat, with a ribbon in her hair that was also white, and between her white slender and bony five fingers was a freehand landscape folding fan.

He leaned against the pavilion pillar slightly, the smell of books on his body was very strong, and he was calmly looking at the miserable Fengqiqin, not only did he not have the slightest anger, but he also thought in his heart that he was really not useless as a student, at least he had a good attitude no matter what he studied, although the results were not very good......

I really don't have the consciousness of being a teacher at all.

Fortunately, in the end, Shen Lan finally discovered Yu Li'an's talent in the word "elegance", hmm...... You don't have to think about it, there's nothing else to do but play chess.

Yu Li'an is a little bit familiar with chess, without Shen Lan's painstaking professor, after understanding the basic knowledge of chess, it won't take long for him to lay out and plan without a teacher, and he will be placed together when he plays well.

The sunspots fell, forming an encirclement. Yu Li'an smiled with his eyebrows, and his teasing color was fully revealed.

The autumn breeze in October was slightly cool, and a "rustle" sound sounded in the bamboo forest, and a wisp of green silk slipped off her shoulder, showing a rare softness.

Talented and beautiful, the bamboo pavilion chess game, but there is a feeling of quiet years.

Shen Lan raised her eyebrows, and dropped the white child that she had been playing with for a long time in her hand in three rows and four columns, and the predicament immediately collapsed.

Seeing this, Yu Li'an chuckled without surprise: "The student and Mr. have played more than a hundred games of chess, and they have never won a single game. ”

The sky outside the pavilion is full of wind and clouds, with a sense of leisure.

Shen Lan has been in the palace for more than four months, the first month, teaching Yu Li Anqin poems, calligraphy and painting, as for the results, not to mention; in the next few months, she has been teaching her to play chess, she is learning quite fast, chess skills are becoming more and more exquisite.

It's just that it seems to be contrary to the original intention of the prince, and the killing spirit is getting heavier......

Shen Lan didn't think much about it, I am afraid that in the eyes of the county lord, although the game of chess is not as dangerous as the insidious and treacherous on the battlefield, its ever-changing nature is in line with the rapid changes on the battlefield. She is accustomed to planning layouts on the battlefield, and she is naturally at home on the chessboard. It's just that if it weren't for being forced back by King Huai'an, she probably would never have learned this thing......

Treat the chess game as a battlefield, and it's no wonder that the killing spirit is not heavy.

Shen Lan looked at the black and white chess pieces on the stone-carved chessboard, and was speechless for a while.

Yu Li'an, who didn't hear the reply, called out "sir" with a slight displeasure in his tone, and Shen Lan came back to his senses and looked at her with a face that was indescribable.

A few withered yellow bamboo leaves were chased by the wind and fluttered into the bamboo pavilion, and then fell on the chessboard.

"The progress is already great, and the county lord should not be arrogant. When Shen Lan picked up the bamboo leaves on the chessboard and replied, she wondered if she would be replaced by King Huai'an.