Seeing Jia Huan's expression sighing slightly, Guo Lun smiled knowingly. Senator Jia said that there is an old, which is very understandable! The stone family is peerless!

His dance, singing, appearance, and temperament are all first-class characters that he has never seen in his life! Senator Jia is young, in a high position, and has a heart of admiration, which is normal.

Guo Lun took the initiative to say: "My second brother travels back and forth to the west of the Green Ridge all year round, and I asked him to inquire. Before the Spring Festival this year, he will definitely return to Dunhuang with a caravan. Perhaps, he will have news of the Shi family there. ”

Jia Huan nodded lightly, "It's okay." ”

Jia Huan asked Guo Lun about Shi Yuhua's news, which was a very close performance to the Guo family. With this gesture made, there is no need to say much about participating in the division of the "spoils". During the banquet, there was no mention of it.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet ended. The Guo family arranged for Jia Huan and the 20 accompanying families to take a short rest, drink and then return to Dunhuang City.

The light rain has not disappeared, and the houses, bathed in the light rain, are simple and quiet. Inside, the decoration is exquisite. It is not comparable to the Beijing family, but it also has a unique place, with the local style of Dunhuang.

Jia Huan, led by a delicate maid, walked through the courtyard, the flower hall, and went to an elegant room.

The delicate maid secretly glanced at Jia Huan a few times, she was indeed as young as the legend, but her appearance was plain, and she was not worthy of Miss Sun. The little maid thought in her heart, blessed with a salute, and said goodbye.

Jia Huan didn't pay attention and looked at the small room. This is a flower hall, turn the blue gauze cupboard, and inside is the bedroom. There are beds, tables and chairs. Near the window is a desk, flanked by bookcases, and on the wall hangs a landscape painting by Shen Zhou. Quite tasteful.

Jia Huan nodded with satisfaction, and was about to rest when footsteps came from behind him, and a sixteen or seventeen girl wearing a light cyan jacket walked in. She held a delicate silver plate with an official kiln tea set on it.

This woman's appearance is pure and beautiful, and when she walks, her yellow embroidered shoes are not exposed, and her figure is graceful. Very beautiful girl!

The girl saluted, bowed her head and said, "E-niang has seen Master Jia!" Then, cowardly for a long time, he was speechless. The crimson of a melon seed's pretty face and the blush of two clusters of blush on her cheeks made her delicate and indescribable.

Jia Huan is funny, where does he not know what's going on? Said freely: "Okay." I understand the good intentions of your Guo family. Go back! ”

Guo Eniang's name, of course he had heard of it. Guo Lun's granddaughter. The daughter of his eldest son. On that day, Hu Shang Guli wanted to ask this woman as a concubine. The name of its beauty is known in Dunhuang! Those who have good deeds call it the first beauty of Dunhuang. Visible in general.

Guo Eniang was stunned, relieved, then stood up and thanked: "Lord Xie Jia!" ”

Before coming in, she thought a lot, but she didn't expect it to be so easy to "pass". Legend has it that this Senator Jia is amorous. She asked herself if she was looking.

This is the first meeting between her and Jia Huan, and if you want to say that she hates Jia Huan, she definitely won't. However, she was very resistant to her family sending her out in such a way. The marriage she fantasizes about should be a handsome man riding a horse through Dunhuang, making her fall in love with her, and then marry in the scenery.

Jia Huan smiled, waved his hand, and said gently, "You're welcome." There you go. Guo Yuanwai is there, I will explain it. ”

The beauty is still a little preferential in front of him.

He has several beautiful wives and concubines, and his feelings are deep. However, he would never be so narcissistic as to think that women in the world would fall in love at first sight when they saw him. Crying, shouting to follow him. The beauty of a gentleman as an adult, but the evil of an adult. He had no intention of being such a wicked person.

Guo Eniang smiled, "Xie Jia Tanhua!" "The tall nose, the big eyes full of spirituality, are very three-dimensional, and when you laugh, you have a hazy, cold sense of surname. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl has such a charm.

When she was about to leave, Qian Huai's happy voice outside sounded in the corridor, "Third master, third master, family letter." ”

When Jia Huan heard this, he didn't care about Guo Eniang, and strode out, "Bring it." Where is it? Get it. ”

A light rain poured into the sycamores in the courtyard. The trees are full of yellow leaves. In the hallway, Qian Huai held a thick stack of letters in his hand, packed in an oiled paper package. "Third master, here."

Jia Huan took it, and in the living room, opened the letter, and read it intently.

"Husband Huijian, re-enlighten the hairpin. The wind and rain are obscure, and the time is long. The family letter has arrived, and the concubine has recovered from her illness and thinks about you again. The mountains are high and the road is far away, and it is difficult to reach by dream. The Western Regions Polar Region, ask you for peace? At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, take the sisters to swim on the shore of Mochou Lake, listen to the words of the king, sing the fishing boat, such as yesterday. Thinking of the words of the king in the boudoir in the past, he recited the poem of the concubine given by the king, and wept..."

"Sister..."Jia Huan called in a low voice, his eyes were slightly red, and his heart seemed to be blocked. Thoughts, in the heart, in the picture scroll of memories, floating. How could he forget her smile, playfulness, demureness, and elegance.

He left Jinling that day and comforted Sister Bao and said: It is rare that the husband and wife are teenagers. After all, it is a cover for his pursuit. Wake up and hate the brocade in the sky, look for the road in your dreams, and fall in the rain.

Jia Huan's mood was agitated, and then he opened the second letter.

"Brother Huan Huijian, respectful of Dai. The gentleman is in service, and he doesn't know the period. What's the point? Chickens perched on the ridge. At the end of the day, the sheep and cattle came down. A gentleman is in service, so why not think! …”

Jia Huan only read this sentence, and tears fell.

This is a sentence from the Book of Songs-Qin Feng. Write for a woman to miss her husband who served abroad. It is very appropriate to describe him at this time. Empathy. He could imagine the mood of Sister Lin holding a thin tube pen, sitting in the sandalwood chair in front of her favorite window, and writing this poem on the Xiangfei paper.

Thinking about this spring, when I was in Jinling, I got along with Sister Lin: I was surprised by the wine and slept heavily, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea. At that time, it was just ordinary. Now, if I want to talk to Sister Lin and look at her, I can't.

Emotionally agitated, Jia Huan couldn't read the letter anymore, walked to the desk in the middle of the room, and recorded the original words of Nalan Xingde in his memory. Huanxi Sha:

Who reads the west wind and is cold alone? Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closed the window. Contemplating the past and setting up the remnant sun.

was shocked by the wine, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea. At that time, it was just ordinary.

He recited it several times, and the lovesickness in his heart did not decrease but increased, and it was not resolved. Putting the brush down, he sighed, "Let's go." ”

took Qian Huai and left Guo's house first.

He is not a person who likes to show his emotions, and reading family letters is naturally the most suitable in his own home. And at this moment, it's really hard to help yourself! Besides, he wanted to reply to them. The Guo family is not suitable here.

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While Jia Huan was writing at the desk, Guo Eniang watched from the sidelines. She was well educated from an early age and was able to appreciate the subtlety of the poem. A masterpiece! Such poems, as simple as that, were abandoned on the desk at her home.

And when Jia Huan put down the pen, didn't even look at her, and left directly, some unspeakable emotions floated in her heart.

She thought that her appearance was enough to attract the attention of any man. The so-called: The posture of the concubine Pu Liu is just a humble word.

However, Jia Huan was very graceful in refusing her family's arrangement and was very kind. However, it wasn't until she witnessed Jia Huan's reaction when she saw his family letter that she was afraid that she was really as light as Pu Liu in the heart of this man who was famous all over the world and held great power.

She seemed to be missing something.