"Wan'er, are you tired?"

"I'm anxious to coax Lingye baby?...well?"

"Oh, what are you saying? I'm just afraid you're tired..."

“Not tired.”

"real?"

The morning light is just beginning to dew, and the incense is lingering in the wing room. Between the two gorgeously decorated copper cranes, there are silk futons.

Zuo Lingquan sat on the cushion, with a smile on his face, and practicing seriously.

Wu Qingwan's long hair was scattered on her back, sitting face to face with Zuo Lingquan, and practicing; she couldn't move left and right when she was hugged, so she could only move up and down.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains.

In the paradise of Taohua Pond, although the doors and windows are closed and you can't see the Nanshan Mountain, this kind of leisurely life still makes people fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

Although the pastoral scenery is good, after experiencing it for a long time, I have to ruin one of the Niuhetian first.

It’s better if Wu Qingwan’s cow was borrowed by her niece, she could not be moved away by an irrelevant outsider. So she wanted to put the cow down so that the cow wouldn’t be honest and would still want to help the land be plowed by others.

Unfortunately, I used to take good care of the cattle and fed them a little strongly. I couldn't stand the paddy fields and dry land, so I finally lost the battle first.

"Forget it, look at you pitiful, go, go, don't have a conscience..."

"I'm really not in a hurry..."

"Let's go, see if you're upset, don't bother me; I still want to go out for a walk today..."

"It's still early..."

"roll!"

Bang

The door is closed.

Zuo Lingquan, who had just put on his clothes, was driven out, stood there, shook his head and chuckled, and did not provoke the thin-skinned Qingwan, and returned to his house to wash.

It was just dawn, and you could see some disciples walking through Taohuatan from afar. The houses at the foot of the mountain were relatively secluded, and no one was disturbed around.

After Zuo Lingquan packed up, he came to the other side to see what the concubine was doing.

The result was self-evident. The door was hammered at night and sat alone until dawn. It was probably because his daughter had a good look.

Under the dawn, the doors and windows of the bamboo building were closed without any sound; at the edge of the empty terrace, Tuanzi stood blankly on the fence, looking at the peach blossom forest in front of him, and was doubting the birth of birds.

So will love disappear?

Last night, dumplings were knocking on bowls in the house to wait for food. Finally, when the wet nurse came back, she started to be cute and eat and drink as usual.

As a result, the wet nurse was feeding her well and asked inexplicably:

"Dunzi, do you like me more or Jingyan more?"

This question still needs to be asked?

My mother asked many times, and Tuanzi did not hesitate to "like them all".

But the wet nurse then asked, "If we live together in the future, who do you think will be the older brother of Tang Jingying?"

I encountered this problem, and Tuanzi was confused on the spot and couldn't understand it.

"It's when we're together, do I care about her or her?"

This time the dumpling understood.

In Tuanzi's eyes, the King of Heaven can't control his mother even when he comes, and the ancestor Shangguan was so cruel that he obeyed the instructions. How could you control it?

Then the dumpling slept beautifully and was woken up before dawn, thrown out and let it come out for food, and said that the early birds had insects to eat.

Why do you need to eat insects if you can eat fish? Is there enough dried fish?

Judging from the years of survival experience of Tuanzi, it made the nanny angry, and it couldn't figure out why it made the nanny. But according to past experience, it was so pitiful that it stood here for most of the day, waiting for the nanny to change her mind.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan coming, the dumpling flew down quickly, spreading its wings and chirping, as if it was about the inexplicable experience yesterday.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and touched Xiaotuanzi, took out the spirit fruit and placed it on the stone, then jumped to the terrace on the second floor, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Dongdong

There was no response inside, but the door opened on its own.

In the room, Shangguan Lingye got a beautiful woman from somewhere, leaning lazily on it, holding a booklet in his hand, and there was a melon seed plate next to it, without even raising his eyebrows, and was eating melon seeds.

Zuo Lingquan looked up and saw Shangguan Lingye's clothes change a little. He was still a phoenix skirt, but the stockings at his ankles disappeared and were replaced with thin silk pants, which were covered tightly.

Although the look is still beautiful and charming, it naturally looks a bit a pity without the abnormal charm.

Zuo Lingquan straightened his clothes, turned into the room with a light look, and said softly:

"Lingye..."

"You called Lingye?"

Shangguan Lingye had no expression on his face and his eyes signaled the mountains of files piled up on the desk:

"Is it comfortable to rest for a night? Is it okay? I will go and approve those cases if I have nothing to do."

Zuo Lingquan looked at the file like a hill, and didn't understand where such a big case came from early morning, so he spread his hands slightly.

Shangguan Lingye's eyes were slightly dark: "If you don't want to move, I will pay me what you owe me now, and I will go back to Dayan; there is someone to serve the concubine's palace, and it will be more comfortable than here."

“…”

Zuo Lingquan could feel that Shangguan Lingye was in a bad mood, and didn't say much at the moment. He came to the desk and sat down, read the file, and said softly:

"I was reckless yesterday. At night, the empress came to knock on the door..."

"Who knocked on your door?"

"Well……"

"Quickly approve the case and finally come to Taohuatan to exchange experiences with each other. After finishing our work, I will say to Taohuatan and ask you to take your Qi training disciples to patrol the mountain."

"Passing the mountain?"

"Why? If you have high Taoism, you can't bear the hardship? Who has not practiced by digging herbs in the mountains?"

Zuo Lingquan could see that Shangguan Lingye was deliberately angering him, and nodded slightly at this:

"How could it be? You can just take a look at the customs and customs of Taohuatan; what will the concubine do later?"

"I went to see the new robe in Taohuatan. I heard that a piece of green phoenix feather has just been released. The style is very beautiful, limited in quantity, and the colors and styles are different. Half of the famous fairies in the Nine Sects have arrived, and they are all as beautiful as fairies. They still have a high evaluation of you. Unfortunately, you will have something to do later and can't go."

"Is that so? I'm not very interested in this kind of occasion. Why don't the clothes be settled in my account? How many items would you and Qingwan go and pick?"

Shangguan Lingye turned over a page of the album and said calmly:

"I am not without money, I need you to send it to you? Just patrol the mountain honestly. When those fairies ask you, I say you are not a good woman, and you look down on their vulgar fans, so you have helped you push it."

"It's better for the Empress to understand me."

"cut"

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was not annoyed at all, Shangguan Lingye no longer had the interest in talking nonsense. He turned over and lay on the beauty couch, not paying attention to Zuo Lingquan anymore.

Zuo Lingquan smiled, turned on the file on the table, saw the dense small characters on it, twitched slightly, picked it up and checked it carefully, and then twitched the corners of his mouth again.

The mountains of files piled up on the table were not what just came last night, but trivial cases that had been put on hold for many years. The chief officials were too lazy to care about trivial matters, and they might even forget that kind of person involved themselves.

"A female cultivator passed by the river and traveled in the wild place. She was stolen by a idle man. She did not dare to attack mortals and sued the government..."

"The apprentice of a casual cultivator refining Yangqi pill, and his skills were not good, and he refined the residual products. He was stolen and sold to the world. The food was as hot as iron. He did not retreat for half a month?...... He was sued by the people to the government and said that he had made fake medicine..."

"The great gentry in Yunzhou asked the monks to take charge and went to the gambling house to spend tens of thousands of gold. Unfortunately, the dice cup in the gambling house was isolated. The monk had no choice but to guess, but in the end... he won twelve games in a row?!... The gambling house was angry and reported to the official, and bit the monks to death to cheat with secret techniques..."

Zuo Lingquan tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, asking:

"How to judge these messy things?"

Shangguan Lingye licked his fingers with his tongue, turned over a page of the picture album, and said casually:

"There is a reference case file next to it. You can search it slowly by yourself. If you can't find it, ask me if you can't."

Zuo Lingquan looked at a pile of books beside him, nodded slowly, and suddenly realized how hard it was to help Jiang Yi help handle matters.

Although the matter was simple, Zuo Lingquan did not do it perfunctorily. After reading it carefully, he wrote down his own opinions and put them on the other side.

Shangguan Lingye was eating melon seeds next to him, as if he was leisurely cultivating, but his eyes were obviously a little floating. He wanted to say something several times, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

When it was dawn, Shangguan Lingye could not speak, so he simply got up and took Qingwan to the fairy market together, and brought the dumplings standing outside as if they were pitiful, but they didn't bring Zuo Lingquan.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan was not good enough to follow him with shamelessness. After watching Shangguan Lingye leave, he continued to help deal with things in the house. As for the afternoon patrol of the mountain, he didn't go, because it would probably take a few days just to process the files on the table. New files were coming during the day, and he had to borrow materials and approve them according to the rules, and he didn't even have time to get up...

On the other side, under the ancestral tree.

The sun is shining by the lake and the trees are cool. A charming woman wearing a dark green spring shirt leans drunk on the vine couch, her shoe hooks on her toes, shaking in the air, looking at the big peaches in the dense tree canopy, feeling a little worried.

The Lord of Peach Blossom was born before the Battle of Stealing Pills. The reason why she was not an elder was because she was still young during the war and was protected in the rear without exerting force.

I vaguely remember that at that time, she liked to lie under the tree like this and wait for the peaches on the tree to grow up.
To be continued...