Song in the Peach Blossoms

Xiao Yu nodded and walked back to the study. Song Zijing and Rong Kun glanced at each other and followed the past.

The bookshelf full of scrolls is very tall, and only looking up to the darkness. The slender figure of the young emperor of Qi State was projected on the layers of books by the ethereal candlelight.

Rong Kun sighed very lightly. Another night that never sleeps. In the past few days, when I was coming to the letter every month, my Majesty would be restless all day. When I was free, I always leaned against the window and stared at one direction. Last month, when I was late for ten days, my Majesty was going crazy, and the whole harem and the court felt that he was suppressing the anger that broke out at any time. Later, when the letter arrived, the palace ministers all sighed with relief.

Xiao Yu opened a lattice on the shelf and took out a delicate sandalwood scorpion from it. The expression on his face became soft and gentle, and the scorpion glowed with silvery light, like the stars in the night sky.

He bowed his fingers and pointed his throat, and the movement was as soft as touching the face of a lover, infinitely cherished.

A black shadow flashed into the room, nodded to the Song Zi, and then kneeled behind Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu looked up at the man and asked, "How is she?"

The man replied: "The goddess is all good, ruddy, comfortable, and not tired of work."

"The child she adopted, have you found out?"

The man took out a document from his arms and handed it to him. "The child was investigated and confirmed to be the orphan of Yun Songling, the general of the country."

"Yun Songling? Was the general of the National Congress who was smashed in front of the battlefield seven years ago?"

"It is him. After the death of General Yun, Mrs. Yun suddenly disappeared with her only son. Later she stayed in the country and met her goddess. Some months ago, an enemy suddenly came to the door, killing Mrs. Yun, and Yun Gongzi escaped into the house of the girl to escape. The maiden will take him in."

Xiao Xiao smiled, and there was a touch of tenderness in her eyes. "She loves to do business."

The man pretended not to hear, and continued: "After the arrival of Qingyang, the girl also asked her friend to find a master for this child. It is the swordsman of the country who is second to none."

"Wenyang?" is not unfamiliar to the name Xiao Yu, "He is such a famous and clear and lonely river and lake people, how can he go to a master who is not a nameless master? That Wu XIII, have you not found out yet?"

The man's head was almost buried on the ground. "The subordinates are incompetent, and they are blamed!"

Although Xiao Yu is not happy, she is not very angry. He looked at Song Zijing and said: "You have been doing very well. The origin of Wu Thirteen is not as deep as the general, and you are still shallow in the country. You can't find out and don't blame you. This can be seen a little. He is obviously not a superficial son."

Song Zijing asked: "Do you think this person is trustworthy?"

Xiao Yu stroked the scorpion in his hand. "The Queen trusts him. I will give him a little trust."

Song Zijing did not speak any more.

"You all go down." Xiao Yu said, "Rong Kun, you are here to take a break, the time is coming to you to scream."

When the courtiers of the courtiers retired, Xiao Yu gently opened the copper buckle of the scorpion and picked up the lid.

A letter is placed neatly in the dice, and the red cic is clearly separated by date. From the first first, to the one that was late for ten days last month, all were folded and lined up.

Xiao Yu folded the letter he had just received according to the original trace and gently put it into the scorpion.

His mouth has always had a happy smile, and the solemnity and sternness in his eyes are gone, and the tiredness on his face is also weak.

Take the first letter of the beginning. The letterheads are all yellow, and the corners and creases are so badly worn that it is often caused by reading.

Open the letter, Juan Xiu's fly head is displayed in front of you.

"Auntie:

Sorry.

Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye, because I really don't know how to face the separation. Everything I did was inscribed in my heart, and every time my heart beats, I remind you how much you love me, and how much I love you. Leaving you is like a pain in the late, I can't bear to let you look at my far-away figure, then let me watch you go.

Everyday with you, everything is as beautiful as in heaven. I remember, always filled with gratitude and happiness. Meeting you is the fate of my life. That kind of sincerity, selfless dedication, kindness and tolerance are the wealth of my life. I would like to use all of this to respond to this feeling, to hold your hand, and to grow old with you.

My love, my departure is not an end, it is just a new beginning. I started my new journey and you also started your way to the emperor. I would like to stay with you, look at you, accompany you, and be able to hug you every day. However, my principled reluctance will always make you suffer a dilemma. My departure left us a place to breathe.

Let us put love aside for a while, save it, and stop at the moment before leaving. You, run your dynasty, command your soldiers, build your country. I, go where I want to go, be familiar with humanities everywhere, learn medical knowledge, know more people, and experience more things. Auntie, also tempered and mature, I would rather study in the vast landscape, instead of being trapped in the inner courtyard of the deep palace. I choose to take a step back and set aside a space. You don't have to fear to hurt me in order to protect all aspects of the interests, and I don't have to worry about it in order to prevent you from being embarrassed. Love doesn't have to be worn anymore, and everyone can breathe smoothly.

Auntie, although you will stay in the cold and gloomy court, but the days are different and happy, but also a little more than a moment with you. I hope you understand that I have not left you. Every beat of your heart, every ups and downs in your chest, I can feel it. Please don't blame me for this decision. I will use the actual to prove that this is correct.

I am now on the road to the south, the weather is slightly warmer in the capital, the new year is near, the people are busy preparing for the New Year. The beginning of the great cause, the early break of the war, and the waste of the future. For you, the new year will be a very busy year. I am sorry that I can't stay with you. Please take care of your body. Let me use your eyes instead of you to see the world and see the places you can't see.

Auntie, I will always belong to your arms.

Zhaohua word"

Xiao Yu gently rubbed the letter paper, his fingers depicting the thin handwriting above. He still remembers that he used to laugh at her ugly words, and she screamed because she used a brush. Later, she made a feather pen herself, changed it to a slightly thicker paper, and immediately wrote a fluent and clear word to him.

That person, usually speaking very casually, it is rare to write such a letter and a neat letter.

He put the letter back and took another one at random.

"Auntie, how are you?

I have already arrived at Heshun, the territory of Zhang Jiaxiao’s court.

Compared with the outside world, it is no different. Commercial taxes are slightly higher, urban taxes are slightly higher, and urban residents and rural people are more mundane. I can't say good, and I can't say it's not good. In this state, can Zhang family stay here for decades?

The grassroots officials of Zhang’s households were mostly promoted by local Confucian scholars. These people read poetry books, swear by stereotypes, do not know how to change, no ambitions and no ambitions. I was here to watch the local county magistrate's judgment, which is basically clear and unclear. However, when the official's work is muddy, the efficiency is slow and the effect is not good. The brain seems to have been kicked when he was a child..."

Xiao Xiao chuckled, and the laughter echoed in the empty study room.

He pulled out another letter.

"...has cured the illness for the old lady of Lijia, and was retained by the Li family. She lived for a few days. The two sons of the Li family are all scholars. There are often literati gatherings at home. Today's poetry will be tomorrow's reception. Young people sing poetry Slamming the current politics, slightly frivolous words, but most of them are insights. It seems that the prosperity of this generation of books in Jiangxi is not a false statement. These young people are motivated and ambitious, but more often because they are born and have no chance to show their skills. Miss Li Jia I am one year younger than me. I don't like poetry. I am good at craftsmanship. I can make a puppy that will run on a wooden clockwork! This really opened my eyes.

Auntie, I have already mentioned it with you about revising my big Qike system. I still have an idea. Can we open another way so that our women can also get out of the deep court and show their hands and feet?

There is a kind of textile technology in the local area. I think it is worth promoting...."

......

"...Auntie, I am writing to you at a small town called Pinglai by the sea.

This fishing port is the boundary of the East Army. I have to say that Lu Huaimin may have died in other aspects, but when he manages one of the land, he can afford the leader. All the way, the bureaucracy is clean, the people live and work in peace, and the streets are clean and tidy. Although the people know that the emperor's surname is Xiao, the people who are truly grateful will be grateful to the Lujia Dongjun for guarding the East China Sea and giving them a peaceful life.

However, I have heard that the embarrassment that was hit back to my hometown in the past few years seems to have come back recently..."

......

"...Qinguo is a beautiful scenery! It is the early autumn, Xia Jing is not thankful, the fruit is ripe. The grapes here are delicious. I asked them to bring some seeds to you, you can try to plant them. But compared Change the taste. Everything is good in the original place. When you leave home, it will be bad.

Write here, I miss you very much. Is your injury good? Summer is particularly uncomfortable, do you have a good rest? Zi Jingxiu took the punishment department, probably busy enough to squat in your ear. Who is your waiter? Can you do things well? The autumn is dry in the capital, you drink plenty of water. What cleans up and cools, no water and rest is good..."

......

"The national strength of the Qin State is at least 20 years behind us. The bureaucrats are corrupt, the education is backward, the natural resources are scarce, and the people's lives are very hard. I heard that their princes have been studying abroad since then, and now the returnees are returning to the DPRK. It’s like having a big picture.

I heard about Lu Huaimin’s serious illness at the tea house yesterday. This is not worse than what I estimated in advance. I think you should have prepared it..."

......

"...The peach blossoms of Xiqin Jingcheng opened, but it is a lot thinner than ours. We are doing this time? I picked a lot of peach blossoms and tried to make wine. Oh, I am here to follow the neighbors. The uncle learned a lot of winemaking skills. Grandpa praised me for being talented in this respect. I don’t know if this wine is transported to you by long distance, is it too exaggerated..."

......

"I finally saw a generation of pharmacist Sun Shu. The master actually knew me and said that I had treated many people in the chaos of the country. I was very embarrassed by his old man's praise. Master Sun is very kind, no shelf, like me. The wine. His little granddaughter is only ten years old, she is already brilliant, I like her very much.

Today is your twenty-eighth birthday. I can't be by your side. Toasting the moon, the end of the world. I miss you……"

One by one, the small and delicate fonts are full of travel, thoughts, and deep attachments. This is his expectation every month. From the initial one, he was ecstatic, and the joy of waiting every month, like a fixed gift, involved all his feelings.

She said that she was gone, but her heart did not go. He felt that when she left, his heart followed. The space is vast and ethereal, and they meet on this small and thin stationery.

When Rong Kun came in, the young emperor was sleeping on the case and seemed to smile.

He stepped forward and coughed cautiously. Xiao Yu opened his eyes and saw that it was him. The tenderness in his eyes converges quickly, and he quickly feels that Rong Kun feels that it is just an illusion.

"Your Majesty, the time is up."

Xiao Yu stood up and acted with his hands and feet. The palace man served and groomed and changed into a kimono.

Rong Kun took a glance, and the line of sight swept from the royal case. The best tribute on the tribute, "Zhaohua" two beauty without losing the strength of the book, that darkness seems to have not done the same.

Xie Huaiqi hit a full meal, poured the leftover food into the old black basin, and then shouted to the house: ", come out to wash the dishes!"

Lying in bed, every muscle is hurting, and the whole body is not like oneself.

The gentleman named Wen is not gentle and trains him like a dog every day. Back home, the sister who should be considerate and virtuous will not take care of the person at all, and will call him. How can you live this day?

"What's wrong?" Xie Huaiyu finally explored half of his head and came in. "Are you so embarrassed?"

"It’s not you who is being trained!" The young master was tempering and turned his face inwardly. "I didn't know how to suffer if I didn't eat too much."

Xie Huaiqi walked over with a smile and pushed him. "So big people, what kind of temper is it? Eat hard and bitter, and be a person. Right, I saw you talking with Liu, how she Ignore you?"

The face was red like a cooked shrimp, and the whole person was indented into the quilt.

Xie Huai, Le, "Well! Who doesn't know! Don't be discouraged, how old are you? Learn to fall in love! That little girl is like her mother. It is very powerful. When you make a fortune in the future, give it to you. They are jealous."

Stuffy in the quilt and said: "You don't say good comfort to me."

Xie Huaiqi patted the quilt that was bulging, "Concentrate on learning, kid! I don't know how to fall in love!"

As soon as I heard it, I jumped out of the quilt. "Who said that I didn't develop! Look at my arm!" He said that he showed his arm with a small muscle to Xie Huai.

Sister Xie’s sister laughed and slammed and almost fell out of bed.

"Little things, know a fart!" She picked up the quilt and smashed it. "If you don't work, go read and write!"

Muffled.

Xie Huaiyu left him and rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes.

The rainy season has arrived, the weather is hot and humid, and the flowers in the city have been thanked for the majority, and the vegetation is covered with a thick layer of new green. The rich floral fragrance in the air is a lot lighter, mixed with the scent of the food, and the neighbors faintly wear the voice of other families. The city that comes at night is peaceful and peaceful.

Xie Huaiqi gently sang songs, washed the bowls in awesome manners, dried them one by one, and placed them on a homemade dish rack. The burning bath water had already opened, and she shouted to the opposite room: ", take a shower!"

Suddenly, the door knocked on the door.

"Little Xie sister? Are you there? Open the door!"

She heard that it was the voice of Kobayashi in the medical bureau. This girl usually speaks louder than a mosquito. Today, she screams and screams, and something must have happened.

Opening the door, Lin Xiu almost fell.

Xie Huaiyu immediately closed the door and helped her to ask: "What happened?"

Lin Xiu said with a sigh of relief: "Yes... It is the coming of the Beijing Medical Bureau! We sealed our drug store, detained Zhang Daren and several medical officers, and said that I would ask you to ask questions. Master Wang of the library asked me to tell you first, so that you have a preparation."

Xie Huaiqi has a number in his heart. "Is it for the sake of ruthlessness?"

"Do you know?" Lin Xiu was surprised. "There were a lot of soldiers on the top. I searched the remedy in the medicine library and piled it in the yard..." The words were still not finished, and the alley was ringing. Fragmented footsteps, knocking on the door.

Xie Huaiqi shook hands of Lin Xiu and asked her not to panic.

Open the door, four strange soldiers standing in the doorway, wearing a red dress, although the look is serious, but not fierce. The leader of the leader politely said to Xie Huaiqi: "But Dr. Xie? Please come back to the doctor with us!"

"What's wrong?" He walked out of the room with a dress and looked at the people in the yard with amazement.

"Nothing, the people in the medical bureau are looking for me." Xie Huaijun said easily, pulling Lin Xiu, "Xiao Lin, you will stay with me first, help me look at my brother. I will come back."

Although Kobayashi was scared, he nodded.

"No! I have to go too!" The keen instinct made him uneasy. "What happened in the end?"

"What kind of fun do you have for a child!" Xie Huaiyi glanced at him uncomfortably. She took off her apron and finished her hair. She said to the soldiers, "Let's go!"

"Sister!" yelled in a panic. A **** was stopped immediately. Subconsciously, you have to raise your hand to fight.

"!" Xie Huai snorted. The child put away his hand and stared at her blankly.

Xie Huaiqi was so angry and funny. "Just asking me to ask something, don't think too much. I will be back soon!"

I had to watch as she was taken away with concern.

When Xie Huaiqi arrived at the medical bureau, there was already a mess. The door was wide open, and the lanterns and torches illuminate the entire front yard. Most of the colleagues in the bureau were there, and all of them were sitting in a panic and doubtful way. There was a pile of high-rise things in the center of the yard. It was a large batch of wishful creams that advanced in ten days. A soldier is pouring oil on it. Xie Huaiyu only took a look and knew what they were going to do next.

A middle-aged scribe who looks like Sven came to the front. "Is this Dr. Xie Dafu?"

Xie Huai was busy with the ceremony. "It is the woman, the grown-up is..."

The uncle laughed and said: "Under the adults, the adults are waiting for Dr. Xie in the hall!"

Xie Huaizhen took the whole clothes and walked with him.

The lobby is brightly lit and the armor is on the side. Xie Huaiqi was surprised to see that Taishou and several state officials were present at the meeting. Everyone was uneasy, and his face was pale and stunned. They stood behind each other with a soldier, not like protection, but like watching them.

In the lobby, the light is very dark, a man is sitting in the shadow, looking down at the official document.绛 Purple Confucian robe, dark silver cloud dragon pattern, headband purple hair buckle, inserted a white jade. From this dress up, I can't see how big he is.

They approached step by step, and the men heard their voices, looked up, and put down the files in their hands.

Under the flashing candlelight, Xie Huaiyu saw his appearance. Thirty years old, straight nose, eyebrows like a knife, the light deepens his sharp outline. It is a very handsome man.

The man's eyebrows are picturesque, the corners of his eyes are slightly picking up, and the scorpion is dark and sturdy. It seems that he is calm and poised, but when he raises his eyes, his eyes are clear and sharp, and he is flustered. Xie Huaiyu immediately lowered his gaze under his gaze and bowed his body.

"Xie Huai?" The man's voice was low and mellow, like a glass of wine.

Xie Huai's ears were numb, and his head was still low. "It is a woman."

I didn't think that the handsome guy was picking the thorns: "You are a big doctor from the medical bureau, and you have a public office. How do you still call yourself a woman?"

He doesn't have a big voice, and he can't say how harsh the tone is, but listening to it in his ear is just making people cool.

Xie Huaiqi immediately changed his mouth, "it is the neglect of the lower official."

The man stood up. "Look up, I have something to ask you."

Is it true that the Beijing officials who leave the country have such a large shelf, as if one party is like a king, but it has not been realized in Qi.

Xie Huaiqi looked up.

The man has already stepped off the seat. His body is slender and tall, his shoulders are wide, his movements are steady and light, and he has strength. Xie Huaizhen can see that although this person is a civil servant, he is also a trainer.

The man passed her and walked to the door, looking at the courtyard's wishful cream. The night wind blows the unique smell of this medicine into people's noses, and Xie Huaiqi sneezes uncomfortably.

Disrespectful?

The man turned a deaf ear and said: "I heard that you first discovered that the plaster is poisonous?"

Xie Huaiqi stood behind him respectfully and replied: "Return to the words of the adults. The Shangguan had seen the raw materials of this ointment when he traveled to Qin State. He also studied and had a certain understanding."

The man nodded, and his beautiful face was an inscrutable indifference.

"You did very well."

It is clearly praised, but Xie Huaizhen, who is praised, does not feel very happy.

The man continued: "The officials who have been separated from each other have been eroded by a small plaster, and the consequences are severe. The results you found and reported were timely and prevented the expansion of the disaster."

Xie Huai’s head was buried lower, and he replied modestly: “The adults have won the prizes. This is the duty of the lower officials. It is a matter of course.”

The officials sitting on the side looked at them in amazement. Xie Huaiqi sighed in his heart, and he was offended by many people.

*This chapter is the first chapter of the Xiaoxiang chapter 95 & 96 *

Platonic love, it makes people tired~!

I used to have a good mood to check it out. Now I will post it out!~ If you have a typo, you can guess it. If you have a mood, let me know, oh~

Do you know who this cool guy is?