After not going to a charity school for several days, Shunyu only studied in the room and was quite comfortable.

That morning, I heard the chirping of birds outside, and I suddenly asked the girl to open the inner fan. It turned out that the big swallow raised young children in the nest on the eaves of the corridor.

Another spring is coming.

Through the gap between the newly sprouted willow branches, I saw two maids standing in front of the courtyard gate. One of them was wearing a light red flower-sprayed bun, and a moon-white silk skirt below. He was wiping his hair with a veil. He was wiping tears with a veil. Soon, he turned around and sobbed.

Shunyu narrowed his eyes and identified the person for a while. After confirming the person, he was secretly surprised and hurriedly called Juanhe. He didn't want to ask clearly, and he just casually said why Liu Mei disappeared in the yard.

Juanhe smiled and said, "Sister Liu Mei is so lucky. The wife is the one who takes care of it. She takes it for the Fourth Master and becomes the housekeeper."

Shunyu said "Oh" and stopped talking. Then she sat down to read a book. Juanhe was afraid of disturbing him, so she poured a cup of tea and put it in place before quietly leaving the house.

After sitting there for a while, I didn't even get into my eyes, and my thoughts suddenly became a little messy.

Shun Yu in the previous life hid in front of Liu as a close-up girl. Qin Yanzhao often came to greet her. Such a handsome and handsome young man, who had been in love with him, had been tempted by love.

Even after a late night, I plucked up the courage to sneak into the courtyard and wanted to say a few words to like him, but I accidentally saw that he and Liu Mei were in the middle of the rain.

At that time, Yan Zhao wanted to marry, because he was the legitimate daughter of a fourth-rank official, everyone in the mansion was careful, for fear of something wrong.

As a devil, she complained to Liu. After hearing this, Liu was furious and drove Liu Mei out of the mansion. However, Liu Mei was so arrogant that she jumped into the well and died in a few days.

Since then, Qin Yanzhao saw her again. Even though he was carrying the new wife, his face was always cold and his eyes were sharp and he cut her bit by bit like a knife.

In fact, she regretted it later, but it was too late and could not be compensated.

.........

Shunyu asked Qin Xing to go to Sun's house to reply, but she had a lot of money and would go to the charity school together tomorrow morning with Yan Hong Yanchun and his classmates.

At dusk, Qin Yanzhao entered the west wing. He was socializing outside and ate more wine, and his cheekbones were red.

Seeing Shunyu busy at the desk, the light golden sunset outside the window fell on her fair side through the fresh green gauze window, dyeing her small lips into vermilion red, the corners of her eyes were raised, her long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, she never wore a scarf, but only tied her hair with a long jade hairpin, and some of them were scattered around her ears and necks, looking very well-behaved and beautiful.

Why didn't he discover it before?

Shunyu heard the sound of his clothes and looked up and saw that it was Qin Yanzhao. He wanted to get up and salute. He waved his hand and sat down on another chair in front of the table, looked for a cup of tea, picked it up and drank it all, and threw the pot and poured it all over.

"If it weren't for the feminine wind in the capital, would you think it could be hidden?"

He was talking while eating tea, and the sound was chaotic. Shunyu only heard the edges of the branches. When he raised his heart, he looked up at him carefully. He seemed to be a little drunk, and hesitated and tentatively asked: "What are you saying? Can you explain it more clearly?"

After waiting for a while, Qin Yanzhao pointed to the white paper spread on the table and asked, "Are you plaiding?"

Knowing that he was determined not to say much, Shunyu was helpless and said, "I'm not going to the charity school tomorrow to write and copy the paper, but the lattice paper she had made before was left. He held a pen and painted a black wire railing on the white paper. The wounds in the palm of the palm that was hit by the small board had not healed yet. With a little force, itchy and itchy, and his hands trembled. The paint was either not straight or uneven in thickness.

Qin Yanzhao held the corner of her mouth and couldn't stand it. She pushed the teacup aside, moved the white paper, and then took the brush she held. It was a coincidence that with a pounce, the tip of the pen fell off.

Shunyu felt embarrassed, her face was red, and pretended to be calm and said, "It's still fine if I have been using it..."

Qin Yanzhao smiled with a smile, unable to explain the meaning, and called the girl Juanhe to come to her for a few words. After a while, she brought the lit candle and rosin.

Qin Yanzhao twisted some rosin and set it on the tip of the fire. When a strange smell passed, the rosin molten part had turned into sticky juice. The pen trough was filled with stains. Then stick the pen tip into the groove, twist it twice, and it was all right.

He straightened his body, bowed his head slightly, and held the pen with slender and powerful fingers, from top to bottom, from left to right, horizontal and vertical. The boundaries he painted were black and thin, which was different from those drawn by ordinary Confucian scholars, and it was quite like the Tang Dynasty style.

One, two, three... I don't know how long it has passed, the candlelight swayed and burned out twice, and a wisp of smoke rose.

Qin Yanzhao suddenly put down his pen, and the thick lattice paper that was put on for a few days!

Shunyu wriggled with his lips and wanted to open his mouth to thank him, but saw him looking stunned. He stood up with a slight look, and walked unsteadily towards the bed. He fell down and fell, without struggling, so he just lay there quietly.

She was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked up to see, but saw Qin Yanzhao pillowing her soft pillow, her thick eyes slightly closed, her lips tightly pursed, her breathing was stable and steady, and she fell asleep peacefully!

A dimples appeared on the corner of Shunyu's lips, and she was a little amused. Thinking that he had always seen himself as if he had a hundred years of grudges, how could he be so kind to her for her, and to paint black silk railings?

It was because of drunkenness!

.............

When he entered the charity school again, Shunyu noticed subtle changes.

Zhao Huananguo no longer causes trouble for her, nor does she care about her, and acts like she let her die.

This is the best, and she doesn't expect to make any progress in her studies at this charity school.

Sun Miao came to send out the tribute card, with purple marks on his face. It is said that one night, someone was wearing a cloth bag and covered him with a beating from his head and feet. He couldn't find Yuan Yao. He just guessed but couldn't count, so he had to eat Coptis chinensis and ended up with his own pocket.

Yan Hong and Yanchun winked at them, and Sun Miao snatched them with resentment, but he became even more impressed. You pounded my elbows, I pounded your waist and abdomen, and he chuckled and lowly.

Shunyu guessed the twists and turns, thinking that Yan Hong was a person who liked to cause trouble, and he might cause any trouble when it would cause any trouble. From now on, he should be less involved.

Yan Hong came over and saw him doing "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", and he was drawing and shaking his head and laughing, "What's the use of calculating this? In the Tang Dynasty, there was also a Ming Case Studies Department, but now it's all gone. The right way is to memorize miscellaneous essays, poetry, and policy discussions and understand them thoroughly."

Shunyu glanced at him: "I'm meaningless, but you can't think so. Uncle Third has several stores, and you will always need to manage it in the future. If you don't learn arithmetic well, how can you read the purchase and sale in the account book? Be careful to be fooled by others."

Yan Hong bowed deeply, smiled and said with a respectful smile: "What my cousin taught me is that I am foolish."

Shunyu clicked until he didn't want to say much, but saw Qin Run half-covering his face with a book, leaning over, and whispering: "Is that beautiful girl in Wufeng Tower successful?"

Yan Hong curled his lips and Yan Chun smiled: "You are not a brain, and you can bring up any pot. That day my cousin was punished by his husband. My fourth brother is righteous and has no fun. When I go back, the sweet girl was attracted by a royal relative. She looked down on the fourth brother. She was very attentive at the beginning. As the saying goes, the bitch is ruthless and the actor is unrighteous...!"

"It's gone too far!" Yan Hong glared at Yan Chun.

"But the fourth brother has a new girl, and he is fresh. What a delicate and weak person, he will be thrown to Java."

After hearing Yanchun say this, Qin Run smiled and said, "I heard that girl called Liu Mei, but she has been with your third brother for several years and is very beautiful."
Chapter completed!