Chapter 207: Hard to help (1)

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Yan Yan glanced at the evening green, straightforward to let her comb her hair, and she continued to pack.
When she took a bow on it very seriously, she suddenly felt that she would be so serious if she was so solemn... I thought, quickly untied.
Yan Yan looked down at a thin white stack of cloth on the dressing table, and felt that it was as green as the night, so light, so I thought about it, so I carefully wrapped it.
After repeating this for a few times, I couldn’t help myself. "My mother, you said that you are a bag or not, give a quick speech, and the slaves look tired and panic."
When Yan Yan acted, she suddenly realized that she had done this indecisively. Now she put the packaged pai aside.
The hair was just combed, and Song Lan and Xing Niang came in with clothes and other things.
Xing Niang asked the late Lulu's itinerary. When she saw the late green branch, she guessed two points, but she didn't say anything. She helped her to put together a set of matching clothes and put them on.
After using the breakfast, Yan Yan went to the front yard and Yu Pingyu explained the direction, and led the carriage on the inner doorway.
When she left the door, Xing Niang said: "Mother went to Pingkang Square and went in from the north gate of Zhuque Street. It was close to the southeast corner of the East City. Many people lived in the house, and the natal family still had to be close to the side."
Yan Yan’s heart was quite moved. Xing Niang was like a mother, and her mouth was arrogantly opposed. It was only from concern, and it was really a situation that could not be opposed, but it would still be a reminder.
Pingkang Square is only separated from the Imperial City by a Suzaku Street, and Chongren Square is a north-south road.
The local offices of the local towns and towns are called the Entering Academy. There are twenty-five auditoriums in Chongrenfang and fifteen in Pingkang.
Every year, there are thousands of candidates and candidates, and there are thousands of people, and there are tens of thousands of people who gather in the capital to go to the election. The two squares are "because of the one street, the two cities, the night and the night, the lights are endless, the Beijing-based houses, Mo Zhi and the ratio", so Pingkang Square is close to the southeastern corner of the East City, and it is not surprising to gather privately.
Close to the north side of the Imperial City, there is a large mansion, and the secretary-in-chief, Xiao Liang, also lives in Pingkangfang, and is separated from Xiaoyu’s residence by several households.
"How can Xiao Langjun choose this to live in this workshop." Late Green heard that the Pingkang Square private school gathered, can not help but have some doubts, because Xiao Yu's family and official position, to re-select a place is a breeze.
Is it difficult for to be convenient? Yan Yan thinks and overthrows, and Yan Liang can't always do it for convenience.
Xiao Yu’s residence is easy to find. The carriage enters from the north gate of Pingkangfang. It is right to go straight to the west.
When Yan Yan just got off at the door, she saw the doorway that was coming out and suddenly widened her eyes. Unbelievably said: "It’s a little girl!"
After saying that he smashed the house next to him, he hurriedly said: "Look! It is a beautiful little girl!"
Several family members turned around and looked at it. It was also stunned. It was not amazement at the beauty of Yan Yan, but just surprised at her gender. Over the years, they have ridiculed their Lang Jun "Ke Wife", saying that even a female mosquito in the house of Xiao Shi Lang can be slain, so that the nonsense thing is that everyone believes! But all the mothers, all retreat.
The concierge walked cautiously and asked softly: "Little mother, here is the house of Xiao Shizhi, who is not in the wrong place?"
"It is exactly what Xiao Shilang, looking for, didn't go wrong." Late Green took the message.
The porter whispered softly, for fear that the louder voice would scare people. "You are advanced to sit."
Yan Yanjiu thanked him as he went to a tea room next to the doorman.
This is the normal procedure for hospitality. Generally, the guest will wait for the guest to sit in the introductory room, and the servant will inform the owner. If the identity is equal and the more popular guests, the host will come and greet in person.
Yan Yan sat down in the tea room, a small donkey came over the tea, finished the tea, and said: "This mother, my family Lang Jun went to the DPRK, and will come back in the evening. If you have something, you may wish to contact Dr. Liu. Say, or leave a letter, the small generation is transferred."
"Working to inform Dr. Liu." Yan Yandao.
When the little cockroach retired, the night green whispered: "Mother, the slave feels that the people in the house are strange."
It’s not strange, but their horror can’t be hidden from the eyes.
Waiting for a long time, I just started to think that Xiaofu is big. It takes a while to come over, but when it is almost two o'clock, Yan Yan is a little impatient. She wants to let the late green call Xiaoxiao, she leaves the letter and leaves. But I heard the rushing footsteps outside.
The footsteps paused outside and buckled a few times before pushing the door in.
The wind caught the snow and entered the house. Yan Yan couldn't help but blink her eyes. When she got used to it, she opened her eyes and saw Xiao Xiao standing in the door with snow flakes. The color of the eyes could not be hidden. "A Yan."
"How come you are back?" Yan Yan said strangely.
Xiao Yu patted the snow on his body and said casually: "I just went out of the official office and prepared to go to the east of the city to handle the case. Because of the heavy snow, I came back to add clothes. I didn't expect you to come."
This excuse is really invulnerable and can't find flaws, but I don't know why, Yan Yan can feel that he is lying, but he has not broken him. He only said: "I just came over and thank you."
"Sit in the hall." Xiao Yudao.
Yan Yan hesitated, nodded.
Xiao Yu glanced at the charcoal pot that seemed to have just risen in the tea room and asked: "Can it be cold?"
"Fortunately." Yan Yan answered truthfully. It was a little cold at the beginning, and then the charcoal fire in the brazier gradually became warmer and warmer.
"Because the ordinary people in the house are not coming, but they have just entered the winter, they have not prepared much." Xiao Yu said that he took the umbrella handed by Xiaoyan and helped him.
"You are so delayed, no one will tell you?" asked Yan Yan.
Under the umbrella, the distance between the two men was a punch, but it did not affect Xiao Yu’s good mood. He smiled and said:
It’s almost noon, and some officials have returned to the government to eat, no big deal.

Xiao Fu didn't imagine the big one. It was similar to the house of Yu Pingyu. The house was covered with heavy snow. Only one main road was swept away. There were thick and thick snow on both sides, and no one took care of it. The more you go, the more corners are already overgrown.
Moreover, I only saw a small donkey on the first floor. There were quite a few rooms in the house, but most of them were closed doors. It seems that no one lived for a long time.
Xiao Yu noticed her gaze and explained: "My father still lived in Yong'an when he lived in Chang'an. Now he is a big brother and a big brother. When I live there, it is inconvenient, I moved out."
It is inconvenient for the brothers to live in one place and live in each house. Jomo is still awkward because of the heavy burden, especially Xiao Yu’s big brother is the Princess of Yucheng.
Legend has it that the princess of Yucheng was so good that she should have lived with the Hummer in the Princess House, but she felt that she had married her husband, so that she could be rebuilt on the basis of the original residence. It is one thing to have a good princess, but as a person with a bad life, I have to be a little self-conscious.
"Shu Niang?" Yan Yan suddenly remembered that there was only one woman in Xiaofu.
"Oh..." Xiao Yu sank and recalled: "I heard it, I just remembered it. I haven't seen her for two months."
In fact, two months ago, he was sent to Zhangzhou and the old lady to "remember the old".
Into a concave courtyard, the corner of the courtyard has a two-story attic, which is much larger than the ordinary attic. If you climb the attic, you will find that there is only one wall separated from the road outside the house.
This is Xiao Yu’s study. The general officials’ books are all important, and I am afraid that no one can think of it. Xiao Yu will set such an important place on the big side.
Xiao Yu casually said this with Yan Yan, leading her into the hall.
As soon as he entered the door, Yan Yan found that the house was warm. He had burnt six or seven braziers, and it was almost just burned for a while.
Yan Yan let the late green put the big dry rice that was dried yesterday on a few, and reached out into the cuff, trying to get the pupa out, but hesitated for a long while, but still did not bother to take out.
Xiao Yu sent people to tea sets and stoves, and rolled up their sleeves to make tea. His tea-making action is free and elegant with an innate elegance, which is different from the elegance of ordinary Confucianism.
The red dragonfly's fire reflected his perfect outline. When the was just entering the house, it was removed, revealing a slightly wet black hair, a few smashed down on the bright forehead, and his movements swayed slightly. There is a drop of water on the tip of the hair that is falling.
Song Blue and Late Green are very strange. Is there no Xiaofu that will make tea? Song Lan will cook tea, but this is in other people's house, she is not allowed to make this head, so she just looked at the green and looked down, then lowered her eyes.
"The last time I saw you, I didn't like to spice up." Xiao Yu handed a cup of tea to Yan Yan, a long and powerful hand lining the light brown samovar, with a simple charm. He went on to say: "I don't like to add some messy things to the tea, so the house is not prepared."
Yan Yan smiled and licked the tea. Suddenly, she was a little surprised. Xiao Yu’s cooking time was not worse than the masters who cooked kungfu tea in the past! It is important to know that there are many differences between the Tang Dynasty tea ceremony and the later. Generally, there are spices and boiled tea. There are few people who simply cook tea, and fewer people can cook well.

How?
Xiao Xiao smiled and showed white and neat teeth. The whole person looked very clean and fresh.
"Very good." Yan Yan was infected by his smile and smiled.
At this time, there was a small voice coming out of the door. "Lang Jun, Dr. Liu asked you if you want to prepare lunch."
In fact, Liu Qingsong’s original words are: ask him not to invite people to eat, if you want, please ask him to collect the money.
Because Xiao Yu is generally used in the government office, the government only pays the people's moon, as for the enjoyment, Liu Qingsong's own money, according to his own words, it is all really hard-earned money. .
"Get ready." Xiao Yu said.
There are guests, and it is still a rare woman, Xiao Yan naturally does not dare to mention the money, they should have a voice, go to the kitchen to cook, money, then mention it later.
"Thank you for your care of my ten brothers, I will not delay your time." Yan Yan straight, salute Xiao Yu.
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