Jiankang's snow always gives people a soft feeling, and the small softness that falls on people's bodies makes people unconscious, and when you find it, it is already wet. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info bluestone street can not be stained with muddy water, the snow gently melted and then flowed down the gutters on both sides of the street to the ground, but the road surface is a little wet, I don't know if it has snowed or rained.

The soft air is wafting with glutinous and sticky songs, if there is nothing, endlessly, tickling the tourists in this red willow alley and forget to return. This is Jiankang's flower street, and it is also a famous gold cave in the world. Both men and women cannot escape this rolling red dust.

The deepest mansion in Hongliu Lane occupies almost two streets, and building such a large mansion in a place like Jiankang where every inch of land is at a premium means not only wealth, but also strength. There is no high gate, no red wall, just a shallow circumference, a small door, only in the face of the red willow lane to open a door painted with gold painting the moon before the flower, the plaque on the gate is not a mansion of the rich and noble, but more reverie - Guan Shanyue!

Ji Hongnu stroked his sideburns, sat sideways in the octagonal pavilion, shook his head and sighed. The flowers are also worried, and the falling snow is also worried, it seems to be boring, but who knows that this gentle woman has a tiger in her heart. Yu Diandian sat aside to cook tea, and the girl who stroked the piano was called Lingsha. All of them are stunning, and it is difficult to find them in the world. But in this cold weather, the sound of the piano playing is astringent, and the heart is bitter.

Ji Hongnu twisted lightly with his hand, and gently crushed a plate of pastries made of millet flour and sprinkled it into the pool under the octagonal pavilion. Although it is winter, this is not the kind of place in Qincheng that falls into the water and turns into ice, and a little debris attracts swimming fish to compete very lively.

"Why don't you say this fish is not afraid of the cold?" Ji Hongnu said worriedly. She has two beautiful thin eyebrows, and when she wrinkles slightly, she is sad and lovable.

Yu nodded and giggled: "Sister, this fish can't die of cold even if it's under the ice." Don't you worry about them, you came out with an extra coat of sheat, it's cold now?"

Ji Hongnu pursed his lips: "A little bit, my family is also in the north, and the trees can be crushed when the snow falls." ”

Yu nodded straightly. In Guan Shanyue, she and Ji Hongnu are both northern girls, but they have a gentle and lovely person unique to the south.

Poof, there was a soft sound. Ji Hongnu frowned and said, "Lingsha, it's time to tune the strings." ”

"I think you better stop learning to play the piano, it's too troublesome. You see I'm very good, learning this latest brewed tea, being able to eat and drink, the key is to be warm. It's not better than you. Yu nodded and opened the lid of the pot, grabbed some silver cinnamon powder, put it inside, and closed the lid again.

"I don't think you're cooking tea, it's like you're boiling medicine, and you're adding everything. Ji Hongnu said with a smile.

Lingsha moved the string post, tightened the string and prepared to continue playing. Ji Hongnu said: "Okay, Lingsha, you can rest first." I heard that I changed a master who teaches painting today, and I will come over in a while, what should you do if you break your hand?"

Yu nodded and smiled: "What are you afraid of, we don't paint anyway, just look at it." ”

"You know how to be lazy. Let the Moon Lord know to be careful and give you a good look. ”

"I'm not afraid, if she dares to beat me, I won't cook tea for her next time. ”

Lingsha has been sitting next to her like an ice beauty, with a thin face, but with a determined look. She rarely speaks, but she can be called the hardest working girl in Guan Shanyue. These sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls were studying, but they were not learning what was in the academy, but what was able to please men. What kind of place is this? This is Jiankang Red Willow Lane.

Jingle bell, a soft ring, the sound of this rattle bell means that a new gentleman in the training hall has arrived. Yu Diandian threw down the cooking utensils and was about to run, Ji Hongnu pulled her back and said, "Clean up the things first." ”

"Oh, I'm in a hurry to see the new master, Lingsha, you can help me clean up. With that, the nimble and lovely little girl ran away.

Ji Hongnu shook his head helplessly. Ryosha carefully put away these expensive tea sets. She was the only one of these girls who had experienced the hardships of Hongchen, and these things worth ten thousand gold seemed to her too precious to destroy, and even her own clothes could not bear it.

"Lingsha, where is your family?" asked Ji Hongnu with a smile.

Ryosha shook her head, she didn't want to speak because she didn't speak in a good voice. She was always worried that she wouldn't be able to tell the jokes. Her self-determined personality made her clench her teeth. What kind of place is this? Hongliu Lane, but this is still Guan Shanyue. Don't look at it as the land of wind and moon, but the girls here are not accessible to ordinary people, even if they are from the Xiuzhen family, it is difficult to enter, because the girls here are all the remnants of the side branch of the Jinshu clan, and they were all nobles, so they are different from themselves. Their purpose here is to marry and make peace with the children of the Golden Book clan in the world, and they can only become a tool to vent their desires, and even be executed at any time. Therefore, she tried hard to change this fate, so she had to endure a little ridicule to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Ji Hongnu was not reluctant. She could tell her experience in Rhombosa's hands. A pair of scarred hands had already distinguished her from Guan Shanyue's other girls. Although she didn't know why the Moon Lord let her enter it, Ji Hongnu understood that her fate was completely different from her, so she was always very gentle with Lingsha, because for harmless people, there was no need to care about these, but it was more pleasant to give alms.

After cleaning up the tea set, Ji Hongnu was in front, and Lingsha walked along the corridor to the teaching pavilion. This is a warm pavilion dedicated to Guan Shanyue's study, and the gentle warm stones are paved all over the place, and it is okay for people to come in even if they only wear tulle.

The woman who looks graceful and does not lose herself for a month stands in the center of the warm pavilion, and four or five girls who come to listen to the class sit at will, some have a small table of rosewood lying on it, and some are lazy and leaning on the couch. This lesson is meant to be listened to or not, and many girls have already passed the learning process, and they are just bored here.

The woman's face was slightly displeased. Indeed, there are a few gentlemen from outside who can stand the learning attitude of these girls in Guan Shan Yue. I've been to the academy anyway, and it's too different from the academy. Just across the street is the world-famous Jiankang Academy, where the cultivators of the Wendao are penances with their lives, which is a completely different scene.

"Master, are you from Jiankang Academy?" Yu Diandian said curiously with wide eyes.

"It's not. ”

"Then you must be from the Four Great Academies. Yu Diandian said.

"Not really. ”

The woman's answer not only aroused Yu Dian's curiosity, but even Ji Hongnu's interest was aroused. Because although this Guan Shanyue's girl is nothing, but behind Guan Shanyue is the Four Holy Families, how can someone who does not have the foundation of the Four Great Academies come here to teach. The woman must have lied. Ji Hongnu thought to himself.

The woman stroked her sideburns and sat down slowly, "My master's name is Lu Dian, there is no sect, no sect, no disciple of the academy, and no cultivator family. ”

The girls below took a sharp breath. They had never heard of the name Lu Dian, but it was a fantasy that a person who had no sect, no sect, who was not a disciple of an academy, or a cultivator of a true family, could teach a disciple of Xiuzhen.

"How is this possible?" Yu Dian didn't believe it.

The woman smiled slightly: "Although he is not unique, he has a unique insight into painting. My name is Valin, and I will be your master of calligraphy and painting in the future, please give me more advice. (To be continued.) )