The dusk outside the window is thick, a few stars are rising in the sky, and the white jade-like full moon hangs in the night, pouring down like moonlight, illuminating the earth.
The evening breeze blew in through the window, and the flames danced.
Song Heng's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and ink beads dripped on the Xuelang paper, leaving a dark trace, but he didn't seem to notice it. He put down the pen casually, looked at the beautiful figure on the partition, and said in a deep voice: " Come in."
The man's low but magnetic voice had a commanding tone unique to a superior. Shi Yanwei instinctively felt conflicted and subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but the lacquered food box in her hand reminded her, The things haven't been delivered yet, so she shouldn't leave at this time.
Shi Yanwei braved the door and pushed in. After his legs crossed the threshold, he stopped far away from him. He put the food box down on the table, crossed his hands and saluted, and said in a clear voice: "Master, the crispy cherry you want." Biro."
An imperceptible joy flashed through Song Heng's eyes, and he immediately put down the wolf hair in his hand, raised his head and cast his gaze on Shi Yanwei's tall and slender body, pretending to be surprised, and slowly opened his lips and asked her: "The sky is already dark. An, why did Madam Yang come here in person?"
After the words fell, Shi Yanwei suddenly felt relieved and secretly thought that Song Heng really didn't know anything about this. Everything that happened today was just a coincidence.
Shi Yan thought for a moment and replied calmly: "When Feng Langjun came to deliver a message, he said that he had gone to Jubai's house. Shanglu felt uncomfortable, so he asked me to go to him. I came to retreat to the cold house, and I wanted to I went to look for Mrs. Cui to bring her in, but I didn’t expect to find her, so I walked outside the master’s study first.”
"Yes." Song Heng's gentle reply came from the other side of the desk, and then there was a sharp friction between the chair legs and the ground. Song Heng stood up and came to Shi Yanwei, lowering his eyes to look at her today. Outfit:
Wearing a cinnamon green half-arm, a red skirt with grape and pomegranate patterns, the skirt hangs on the heavy shoes, and the ink-like blue silk ribbons are tied into a heart-shaped bun. In the middle of the bun, there is an ordinary silver hairpin, one on each side. The hairpin with flowers and trees is simple and elegant. The delicate dimples without makeup are as moving as hibiscus. It is so beautiful and exquisite that people can't take their eyes away.
Tiny ears and eyes can be seen on the white and tender ears, but there is nothing there, and the same is true for the neck.
She actually didn't wear any of the accessories in the mother-of-pearl box. An unknown fire suddenly came out of Song Heng's chest, but his face didn't show any signs of it. His deep phoenix eyes were staring at Shi Yan's clear and clear eyes like an eagle's, and he said with a half-smile: "Ms. Yang seems to be a little... To be afraid of someone, could it be that you regard someone as a wolf, tiger or leopard that can hurt people without any reason?"
Shi Yanwei's heart tightened as he stared at him, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He pretended to be calm and said slowly: "The master of the house is too worried. The master of the house is the hero who protects the stability of the place. How can I be afraid of the master of the house and regard him as a human being?" Jackals, tigers and wolves. I just admire you in my heart, so I am a little cautious."
The hero, admire him. If these four words were spoken by others, one might be able to believe them, but when spoken from the mouth of the girl in front of him, it was really unconvincing.
If he really admired her in his heart, it would not be so respectful on the surface but alienated in reality. When she entered the room just now, she didn't even salute and speak to him before coming to investigate.
Since she had made up her mind to bully her with soft words, there was no need for him to be aboveboard.
The smile on Song Heng's face deepened, and his eyes showed the same broadness as when he looked at Song Qingyin and Song Qinghe. He tried to speak to people in a soft tone: "In the future, you don't have to be so reserved in front of someone. You She is about the same age as Er Niang, so in someone's eyes, she is half a sister."
There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Shi Yanwei felt something strange and unexplainable in his heart. At that moment, he didn't want to stay in front of him for more than a quarter of an hour, so he crossed his arms and saluted again. : "I understand. The master of the house likes crispy bilo, so you'd better use it while it's hot. I'll take my leave first."
Song Heng nodded and told her to do what she wanted. Shi Yanwei seemed to have received an amnesty. He left Song Heng's study without looking back and walked quickly outside the courtyard. She didn't stop until the colleague in the pavilion called out to her. Next step, open your hands and let the breeze pass through your fingers, taking away the fine sweat on your palms caused by nervous clenching of fists.
Tonggui held a small lamp in his hand and did not raise his hand to shine on Shi Yanwei's face. Naturally, he couldn't see clearly her face and expression. He just asked her doubtfully: "Sister Yang, did you forget me just now? Why?" Go so fast."
"Suddenly I remembered something and forgot that you were still waiting for me in the pavilion, so I left a little hastily. I apologize to you. How about I bring your favorite little pottery man to make amends to you next time I leave the house?"
Tonggui was only eleven or twelve years old, when the young man was in his prime. Hearing this, he smiled and said hello, and never mentioned what happened just now.
The two of them went back together. Since Shi Yanwei didn't take the lamp, Tonggui sent her back to her residence first, and then left with the lamp.
As soon as Shi Yanwei entered the door, he saw a vague figure sitting on the railing of the corridor. When he got closer, he realized that the person was Yin Zhu, so he hurriedly stepped forward and called her: "Yin Zhu, come here at this time, but Er Niang has something to ask me to come over." ?”
Yin Zhu gathered her clothes, shook her head, and followed Shi Yanwei into the house, "Tomorrow is the Shangsi Festival. Lin Erniang posted a message inviting the young lady to attend the Spring Festival Banquet, because Lin Erniang has two sisters. Let's go together. The young lady also wants to find a companion. After the lady learned about it, she allowed you to go with her. She has just sent someone to inform Mrs. Liu. The young lady specially sent me to tell you that tomorrow Chenzheng will be leaving from Depart from the door of the house."
The Spring Visiting Banquet was a spring outing activity thought up by high-ranking ladies during the Kaiyuan period. Later, it spread from Chang'an to various state capitals. The time for outings and outings also extended from the cold spring period to around Guyu to March in spring.
Shi Yanwei happened to want to go out for some fresh air, but she took more leave during this period than before, which made her feel a little guilty. She immediately planned to bring more coins out tomorrow so that she could buy some for everyone in the dining room. something as compensation.
"Go back and tell Er Niang that I already know and will be waiting outside the house one and a half hours early tomorrow."
After talking, the two of them chatted for a while, and Yinzhu went to Daixiu to return to his home. There was no conversation all night.
The next day, Shi Yanwei got up at dawn and went to boil hot water to wash himself. Then he sat down in front of the makeup mirror. After a lot of effort, he combed his waist-length black hair into a single bun and put on the hairpin that Mrs. Xue gave her. Shaking her hairpin with her silver butterfly steps, two gilt silver hairpins were inserted sideways, a pair of pearl earrings of ordinary color were placed on her ears, and she lightly swept her eyebrows and touched her red lips.
At that time, he was fully dressed and came outside the mansion. Monk Song Qing had not arrived yet, but he met Song Yu who was going to the official office. Since today was the Shangsi Festival on March 3rd, all officials had a day off. Shi Yanwei stopped and stood up. Ask him casually from a place not far away, "Where are you going, Mr. Sanlang?"
"There are some things accumulated in the official office, so I need to go over and work for half a day. It seems that the second brother left earlier than so-and-so. Has Madam Yang seen him before?"
Shi Yan shook his head slightly, crossed his hands and said goodbye.
Not long after Song Yu left on horseback, Song Qinghe came back on a red lacquer chariot. The servant stood behind the chariot. Song Qinghe stepped off the chariot with a smile on his face and said, "I'm not too late."
Shi Yan smiled slightly: "It's not too late, I'm afraid it's still early."
While they were talking, the old lady opened the curtain of the carriage, Huaping helped Song Qinghe get into the carriage, and then went to help Shi Yanwei. Shi Yanwei thanked him first and then declined, and picked up her skirt and got into the carriage.
There were guards from the Song Dynasty riding on horses in front to clear the way. After Huaping, Yinzhu, and Xiaoshan got into the car at the back, the group headed out of the city.
Along the Fenshui River, there are green grass and beautiful trees. Looking around, you can see the mountains and the water, which is a scene full of spring.
Song Qinghe had just picked up her skirt and got out of the car, when several ladies from the official family came up to meet them. Everyone had seen each other, and suddenly they heard a female voice laughing and asking her: "Song Erniang, is this lady a new girl in the house? How come? Never seen it before."
"This is the sister of my third brother's savior. She came to Taiyuan last autumn, so of course Sun Jiuniang has never seen her. Now that I have seen her, you also call her Mrs. Yang as I did."
Because Song Heng was the military governor of the three towns and held great power in the northern region, dominating one side. The Song family was unparalleled in Taiyuan City and was highly respected and sought after by the clan. Those girls heard that Shi Yanwei was Song Heng's younger brother who saved his life. Naturally, they did not dare to look down on the benefactor's sister, so they all crossed their hands and greeted everyone, "Ms. Yang."
Shi Yan smiled back slightly and also crossed his arms in salute.
Song Qinghe covered his mouth and smiled. After they had greeted each other, he immediately introduced several girls to Shi Yanwei.
Not long after, the carriage of the Lin family came here. Song Qinghe and the girls of the Lin family exchanged greetings. Seeing that the people were coming, they each ordered their maids and servants to place the curtains, small plates, fruits, food and other things that were carried in the carriage. Then take a leisurely walk along the forest path.
On that day, Song Qingyin and Meng Fu had lunch at Mrs. Xue's place. The maids brought tea, spit bowls, kerchiefs and other items.
After Mrs. Xue rinsed her mouth and hands, she still didn't see Meng Lichuan coming, so she asked, "Where did Jiulang go? Why didn't he come with you?"
Song Qingyin put down the tea bowl in her hand, spit the tea in her mouth into the spit bowl, and said with a smile: "He has just arrived, and he is not yet familiar with many things. He often goes to the government office to check the files of the past year on holidays. Grandma doesn’t need to worry about him.”
After saying that, he put his hands into the water to clean them, and then took a towel to wipe his hands, "Yi'er thinks it's time to think more about the life events of my second brother."
Shu Yu was the most attentive person. When Song Qingyin brought the topic to the head of the house, he winked at Duixue beside him and led the other four maids out quietly.
Mrs. Xue nodded her chin and listened to Song Qingyin continue: "There are so many beauties by the water in Chang'an. We are not bad by the Fenshui. Why don't grandma ask someone to wait outside the house? If the second brother doesn't come back too late, , and asked him to go to the Fenshui River outside the city to pick up Sanniang, who was returning home at dusk. Maybe he would meet a girl he met. If she was a clan girl, she could be said to be his second brother's wife. If she came from an innocent family background, It’s a bit low, but it’s okay to be a concubine with my second brother.”
"What Madam said makes sense. In that case, let's ask Shuyu to wait outside the house." Mrs. Xue said with a smile, and loudly called Shuyu to come in and ask her to wait outside the house for Erlang.
The sparse rain should fall and go away.
In the afternoon, Song Heng returned home from the army. Although he had taken off his armor, the long sword made of black iron was still hanging on his waist. His burly body sat firmly on the tall horse, his momentum was like a dragon and a tiger, and he was not angry. Power.
Shu Yu was frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her. He bowed and crossed his arms and saluted: "Master, Madam, please go to the Fenshui River outside the city to pick up the young lady and bring her home."
After the words fell, Song Heng's face was slightly condensed and his eyebrows were stern. It was obvious that he had no interest in that place and didn't want to go there.
Feng Gui beside him was very attentive. He just rolled his eyes and remembered that the young lady usually loves company. He chuckled and asked, "Who did the young lady go with?"
Shuyu thought for a moment and slowly said a few words: "It seems to be Madam Yang."
