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In ancient times, there were sages who passed through the door of their house three times without entering in order to control floods. This showed their virtuousness for the country and the people.
When Yang Fan and Wu Meiniang were leaning on each other, it was in the Taichang Temple Jiaofang Department.
In an independent courtyard of the embroidery building, Xiao Shiyun was wearing pink gauze, with a slender body with exquisite lines. She was reclining on the couch, supporting her chin with one hand and repeating the poem "Pipa Xing" over and over in her mouth. , a resolute face suddenly came to mind.
Although she is a singer, she is still a serious woman, beautiful as a flower, outstanding in singing and dancing, extraordinary in literary talent, and even...
Which young talent would not be proud to meet him, only this Yang Fan. Thinking about how this 'hateful' person dared to refuse his invitation just now, Yuya couldn't help but bite her seductive red lips.
Could it be that she was so unbearable in his eyes? Her beautiful eyes filled with anger and resentment were gradually covered with a layer of mist.
Since ancient times, heroes have been matched with beauties, and beauties have loved talented men, not to mention the Tang Dynasty where romance was prevalent. Of course, the same was true for Xiao Shiyun. She kept thinking in her heart, wondering where the man who had disturbed her mind was now?
"Girl, it's already the fourth watch, why are you still restless? Is it because of my loyal uncle Yang Fan?"
The little maid Tong'er saw her girl leaning on the couch, holding a scroll and reading it carefully, looking a little lost in thought. She probably wouldn't rest for a while, so she secretly complained that Uncle Zhongyi was really cruel. , he was willing to treat the girl like a fairy like this, so he made a cup of tea and brought it over to persuade her.
Xiao Shiyun put down the scroll, her eyes a little confused. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea before she came back to her senses.
He smiled apologetically at his little maid, lifted the gauze covering his body, stood up, and walked slowly to the window.
The bright moon in the sky has become oval. I think it won't take a few days to see the full moon.
Life should be like the moon. Only after experiencing the regret of the missing moon, the waxing moon will make people more nostalgic and admirable. Thinking of this, my mood inexplicably becomes much better.
Tong'er was stunned by the girl's beautiful smile just now. Even though he had lived with the girl for many years, he was defeated by that peerless charm. It can be said that he was born with beauty and a smile as bright as a flower.
She is like a fairy who has been banished to the mortal world. Shouldn't such a picturesque girl deserve to live a life of fine clothing and fine food, without any worries?
Shouldn’t it be held in the palm of someone’s hand and cared for? But why let her fall into this place of fireworks.
Although beauties have had bad luck since ancient times, she believes that her girl will definitely return to the clouds.
The little maid Tong'er felt both love and hatred for the loyal uncle who dared to reject his girl. She bit her lips lightly and looked at the girl's white jade cheeks. There was a trace of sadness in her expression from time to time, and she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
The little maid's dark little eyes turned and said: "Since the girl appreciates Uncle Zhongyi's literary talent so much, why not let him redeem the girl's life? If the girl asks, no man in the world will refuse."
The two of them had been master and servant for so many years. Of course Xiao Shiyun knew what the little maid was thinking. She angrily stretched out her spring onion-like finger and gently poked the little maid's forehead, and said with an angry smile: "You are in the Jiaofang Division, why do you want to redeem yourself?" Is it that easy?”
The little maid Tong'er stuck out her tongue and said naughtily: "Of course Tong'er knows, but it may be difficult for other people to redeem themselves, but this loyal uncle has the best chance..."
On the one hand, Uncle Zhongyi had made great contributions to the court. If he wanted to redeem the girl, Taichang Temple would not dare to let him go.
On the other hand, Uncle Zhongyi made millions of silver coins from the last auction, and this time he won hundreds of thousands more coins from gambling at Piaoxianglou, so he was not short of money.
Xiao Shiyun rolled her eyes at her personal maid and said angrily: "You are willing to sell me to that girl in Chang'an Xungui's eyes? What's your plan?"
Seeing that Xiao Shiyun was not angry, the little maid Tong'er said slowly: "It is said that Uncle Zhongyi is a hammer, but that is the real hammer. Uncle Zhongyi not only contributed methods to prevent smallpox, but also solved relief problems for His Majesty today. , there is also news in the palace that he proposed many disadvantages of the imperial examination... As long as the girl can redeem herself and leave the Taichang Temple Jiaofang Division, she will not be under the surveillance of the court. This loyal uncle is a god of wealth, talented and earning Money, for the mission of the girl..."
Xiao Shiyun's pretty face suddenly turned cold, and she shouted: "What are you talking about? Jin Yan..."
The little maid realized that she had made a mistake, and was startled. She ran to the door in a panic, looked around carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that no one was there.
Xiao Shiyun's expression became a little sad. How long had it been since she last saw her mother?
Is she well?
Thinking about her mission, it made her breathless.
Nowadays, the people of the Tang Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment, the world has become more stable, and a few people still remember the glory of the past.
Can my thin shoulders really bear such a heavy responsibility?
At this moment, Xiao Shiyun was a little confused.
The tea cup in his hand gradually became cold, and the room became silent.
Putting down the tea cup, he picked up the calligraphy scroll and read it softly again.
As her mind gradually calmed down, Xiao Shiyun said lightly: "From now on, pay attention to collect the whereabouts and whereabouts of Uncle Zhongyi, and what he is doing on weekdays."
The little maid suddenly smiled and nodded her head in response.
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The clouds are dancing lightly, and the morning glow is splashing everywhere.
Yang Fan woke up with a soft feeling, and a soft hum sounded in his ears. He opened his eyes and looked at Wu Meiniang nestled in his arms.
Two pairs of slender eyelashes were seen trembling slightly, and her white cheeks were a little red. It was obvious that she had woken up long ago and was just pretending to sleep now.
He smiled, knowing that she was embarrassed, so he didn't try to expose it and prepared to get up.
Seeing Yang Fan getting up, of course Wu Meiniang couldn't pretend anymore. She raised her soft body, opened her big hazy eyes and said shyly: "Mr. Lang, I'd better serve you and dress you!"
Looking at Wu Meiniang with a half-smile, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel happy and teased: "Oh? Can Meiniang still get up?"
A burst of joking made Wu Meiniang feel extremely shy, and she beat Yang Fan's chest with disapproval.
Yang Fan laughed loudly and stood up straight away. Perhaps because he heard the noise, Xing'er ran in from outside to tidy up Yang Fan's clothes.
Seeing Xing'er's eyes looking at her from time to time, Wu Meiniang pulled the quilt over her head and instantly covered her little head, making her ears feel hot again.
