Chapter 521: King Xiang Xiangli

"Green baby."
"..."
"Green baby?"
"..."
A white jade-like tenderness flickered in front of me, and when I turned back, I saw Chang Qing's slightly bright eyes, with a smile: "What's the matter with you? I've been in a daze."
"Eh?" I still couldn't get back to God before I realized that I had been thinking.
Today I went to Jixian Hall, and I accompanied her to practice calligraphy in the study, holding an incense tray, and watching the green smoke rising from the incense burner on the table, as if a cloud enveloped a green mountain, as in fairyland Soul didn't know where to fly until she just called me and she was a little lost.
I hurriedly lowered my head: "The Queen Mother forgive me."
"..." She shook her head, smiled slightly, and turned to dip the ink in the ring, saying, "You've been absent-minded these days, what's wrong?"
"... No, nothing."
"Aren't you worried about Jixiandian?"
I glanced at her back and said nothing.
Since Fu Bajiu entered the Jixian Temple, although there has been no earth-shaking change in political affairs as everyone had previously guessed, the breath of the mountains and rain is full of wind, but everyone can smell it. Young officials frequently Entering and exiting the Jixian Hall, talking about innovation in the Wenshu Pavilion, gradually, this trend even spread to Huangzhuang, to the people in the market, and the atmosphere was very intense.
It seems that they are too pretentious. Instead, they let Tai Fu grasp the handle. It wasn't long before Master Taifu participated in Huo Liancheng's copy in the Royal Study Room. Although the emperor did not punish him in the end, it was overwhelming. These people are one head.
Fortunately, the autumn test soon came, and everyone's attention went there.
As Chang Qing wrote, he said, "By the way, there was a rumor from the Jixian Palace. The Fu Shishi took the emperor's life and was responsible for compiling the official history. Some of the solitary books he brought from Xichuan were to arrange the transcripts for reference. , Now there are n’t enough people to let you help too. "
"Yes."
"You also have a look at Nian Shen by the way, so that he will not play."
"Xiaguan knows."
Speaking of it, I have been a member of Jixiandian for a long time, but I have n’t reported it yet, and I really ca n’t justify it, but recently, Pei Yuanzhang should be busy with the autumn test, and I should go and see.
So, after serving Chang Qing, I explained a few words from Shui Xiu and Wu Yan, and then I left Jingren Palace and went to Jixian Temple.
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It was originally the most leisurely palace in the palace. It is said that when it was built, there was no iron nail. It was completely spliced ​​with wood. From a distance, it looks like a palace, but an elegant house; because it is all here Wooden, you can't see the fire, so you can't light the incense burner. In the quiet pavilion, there is a faint fragrance of pen and ink everywhere. Because of the autumn rain last night, the crystal rain on the eaves fell down and dripped on the bluestone slabs. A pleasant movement.
When I walked on the corridor, I just felt that all the haze in my heart had been exhausted recently.
At this moment, I heard the sound of the door being pushed open in front of me. I looked up and saw an old, wrinkled hand fumbled and held the door frame, and the crutches sent out from the other hall came out. .
Yes, Fu Bazhen.
I stood still, but for a while, I was a little hesitant, and watched the old man walk out of it carefully.
He was only wearing a dark blue gown, which had been washed out because of too much washing on the cuffs and breasts, and his thin, crane-shaped body was lined with gowns and became thinner and thinner; although blind, his expression had always been very Calm, like this palace, is so intoxicating.
Just as he stepped out of the door, his feet were tripped by the threshold, and the whole man immediately fell forward!
When I saw this scene, I hurried forward and reached out to support him.
He took a step, but stood firm by my arm, and frightened, but he immediately laughed, turned his head and said to me, "You boy, you have a stable connection. If you break the old man, Let you kneel the tiles tonight! "
"..."
"Where did you hide again? The elder princess came to me today, and if you don't come to class, what are you hiding?"
"..."
When I heard this, my eyebrows frowned suddenly—the princess?
Liu Qinghan, has been hiding her?
What do you mean? !!
Fu Bazhen originally smiled and groaned, but I didn't speak. The quietness made him feel something. The hand holding my arm slowly slid down, grabbed my hand and squeezed it, and his face slowly became heavy.
Both were silent.
The rain under the eaves was still dripping and jingling, but this quiet palace seemed even more silent.
After a long time, the old man took a long breath, let go of my hand, walked under the eaves, and said softly, "The western mountain wind blew the red yarn, it was the King Xiangli dream flower."
I stood behind him, looking at the rain under the eaves, and said lightly, "The flowers bloom when no one breaks, and they fall into the sky all night."
Hearing these two words from me, his old face was a little embarrassed, and those originally clear eyes were also covered with a faint haze at this moment. After a moment of silence, he turned his head back slowly. He smiled at me and said, "It turns out that you are still angry with my husband."
"..."
I lowered my head and did not speak, but my eyes were a little warm.
Maybe, because I was cut off by myself in the first half of my life, I originally thought I could be clean and neat, regardless of love and hate, and never dragged my feet. But today I suddenly discovered that there was a hairspring, no matter whether it was a thousand miles away or not Tightly tied in the wind of Xishanyu.
This time, two people are facing each other, and there is no more to say.
The rain dripping from the eaves is getting denser. The sound of ticking does not make this palace lively. On the contrary, even the breathing of the opposite person seems to stand out.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps along the side, and slowly came towards us as the rain blew.
Before turning back, I heard the clear and familiar voice saying, "Teacher, I will--"
The voice stopped before the words were over.
I froze slightly and turned my head to see a familiar, thin figure standing on the promenade.
He was wearing a azure gown. In such a quiet and elegant hall, he showed a kind of quiet elegance that was almost integrated with the hall. He was holding several yellow books in his hand, and when he saw me, he felt a little surprised. . However, after a moment of helplessness, he still looked up at me generously and smiled: "Master Yue, why are you here?"
"..." I barely made a smile and approached him with a gift: "Mr. Qing Han."
I thought he could be like him, facing each other calmly, but when he spoke, his voice was hoarse and his face changed slightly, and he said subconsciously, "Are you uncomfortable?"
"... No, nothing."
The atmosphere could not help but feel a little embarrassed, or Fu Bazhen turned to him: "Where have you been?"
"The teacher said that these books will be recorded today, so I went to find out."
"Oh, then leave it to Master Yue."
"Yes."
He came over holding those books, and I took the booklets in his hand, and I heard Fu Bazhen said, "Master Yue, these few books to be copied and sorted out today are the only lonely copies, and I hope the adults will be careful . "
I nodded. "Yes."
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There are three or four ancient books that he gave me to sort out, and the categories are not the same. There are "Magic Effect Collection" and "Mo Shuo", which are all literary policies that can be earth-shattering as soon as they were born. Sitting in the last row, he lowered his head and began to transcribe.
After a while, the people who came to class came one after another.
In addition to deep reading, there are also the other five or six sons of the dignitaries who have been selected by the empress himself. There were originally only seven or eight sets of tables and chairs in the room. When Liu Qinghan came in last, he froze. Looking around, I walked to me silently, opened my chair and sat down.
I smiled at him, and he smiled.
Then, I lowered my head and concentrated on the transcript, but today ’s hands are a little uncomfortable, and writing and writing are as common as eating and sleeping. I did a little hard work for the first time. After half a class, After recording more than a hundred words, I dared not look back and see how many mistakes there were.
At this time, I heard Fu Basao saying: "Light cold, you are the right pair."
I looked up subconsciously.
I saw Liu Qinghan sitting there, as if he was awake at first, and looked at him with his eyes wide open. After a while, he slowly stood up: "Ah?"
"Ah, what? The pair that the old man just said—move the chair and repay the moon together, you come to the next sentence."
"..."
I was a little bit confused, this is an old pair, it is not difficult to say, but I have tested many people. Although Liu Qinghan has been with Fu Bayi for more than two years, he is a halfway monk. Come to test him, it is really difficult for strong men.
Sure enough, his eyebrows were also frowned, and he stood there meditating, but couldn't think of anything.
Fu Bazhen came to the case and found out a ruler.
When he saw the ruler, Liu Qinghan's face became slightly rigid. I also looked around. The children here were not in their teens. He stood here very abruptly. He was so big and beaten in front of a group of children. It's a shame! Thinking back, I said deeply that Fu Bazhen still broke his face according to his face, and I could not help frowning.
He also seemed to be very anxious, but the more anxious he became, the more his nose sweated. I thought about it, lowered my head, and whispered at him.
He immediately turned his head and looked at me.
I pointed at the idle lamp with a brush, and he frowned, and hesitantly said, "The lamp ...?"
I hurriedly made a lighting pose.
"Light up ... light ..."
I nodded hard, and then I saw that the window was facing the library, and I hurriedly pointed to the other side. I used to draw out the feet of the ascendant. Liu Qinghan thought for a while, and tentatively said, "Light the lamp ... the lamp ... ... to the court? The court— "
A few children around looked at us like this, and couldn't help but laughed softly, especially deep in thought, holding their mouths straight. But now I can't help myself so much, and hold up a book on the table, pointing down, and lowering my voice: "Greak the book!"
"what?"
"Offensive-book-"
Just as vigorously as he could, he heard Fu Bashen's voice coldly: "Are you old man blind and blind?"
"..."
I hesitated for a moment, and knew that the stuffing was exposed, and both bowed their heads.
"In class, private teaching, what kind of system!"
"..."
"Stand out for my husband!"
"..."
Maybe Liu Qinghan suffered a lot from the ruler's ruler. He was never punished and stood. Hesitated for a while before going out with his head down. I was still standing in my seat, and I was deeply read by their children. They turned around and saw that I was a little uncomfortable. Who knew that Fu Bazhen said, "Master Yue, it ’s a matter of two people."
"..."
I hesitated for a moment, but I didn't expect him to punish me even.
"I--?"
"Not going out yet ?!"
"..."
He was so open as a bachelor, and I had no choice but to lower my head and go out with a blush.
As soon as I went out, there was a bit of cold water coming up front. The drops of water on the eaves were stringed with curtains, which ticked off, and when I turned my head, I saw Liu Qinghan on the promenade. Standing against the wall, watching the drops of water dripping from the eaves, I walked to him.
When he saw me, he froze, his eyes narrowed: "You, how can you--"
I looked at him, but for some reason, suddenly felt a little funny, and laughed a moment.
He was still stunned, seeing me laugh like this, slowly, as if he couldn't hold back, he also laughed holding his stomach.