Because Zhu Yuanzhang advocated frugality, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, officials have the practice of not repairing official offices, and in a small county town like Huichang, the rear office is even more simple.

But now this simple back office has been cleaned up by Li Xiangjun's three daughters, the flowers and trees in the backyard have also been trimmed to have a special taste, the evening breeze blows away the heat of the day, the moonlight in July and a half is as clean as frost, and the crickets are singing softly under the root of the wall.

Qin Mu couldn't help but think of two poems he had learned in textbooks before: Ordinary is the same as the moon in front of the window, and only plum blossoms are different.

If you change it slightly, it will be changed to: Ordinary the same window before the month, only Xiangjun is different. It is in line with Qin Mu's state of mind at the moment.

Li Xiangjun, who was sitting on the stone bench in front, was wearing a purple short shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, and a white thin smoke veil of green water.

She half-held the pipa in her arms, her jade fingers were lightly picked, and the clear music was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, Qin Mu comfortably leaned on the railing on the side of the verandah, listening to her tactful song:

The amber bottle is full of glass light,

The moon is rippling,

The willow wind blows on the neighbor's red window,

Who stands upstairs,

The light cold gradually penetrated the thin clothes

Look at the meandering ink fragrance of the pen,

Wonderful eyes are as graceful as ever,

Delicately outline the lips lightly,

The white painter is always like you,

Draw a memory, and become a memory.

The foggy and wet drunken smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River,

Dawn Lake is as sparkling as promised,

I put down the knife and pen, and stood here,

In order to wait until I meet you.

The foggy and wet drunken smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River,

The wind chimes sighed and disappeared,

I copy the spring color, but I don't know how to pick the end,

It seems that geese pass through the bamboo forest and leave a sound all over the ground.

After singing the song, Li Xiangjun couldn't help pouting and said: "This is a tune that Qin Lang learned from, the slave family has never heard it, and I always feel that this tone is a little weird, and it can't be sung well." ”

"No, no, no, very good, very good." Qin Mu smiled, raised his hand to the bright moon on the east chamber and said, "Xiangjun, look, a little moon peeps at people, what about it?" I think there is only one reason, it must have been attracted by your singing, ahem, this song should only be in the sky, how many times can the world hear it, it should be wondering how such a song can be sung in the world."

"Qin Lang!" Li Xiangjun snorted and said with a blushing face, "Qin Lang loves to talk nonsense, and he is ashamed of slaves. ”

"Haha" Qin Mu smiled very heartily, and the beauty was coquettish, like alcohol and drunkenness, like a spring dream.

Looking at the world, if there are only golden iron horses singing in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and there is no face decoration of the country and the city, wouldn't it be lonely?

Throughout Chinese history, this period at the end of the Ming Dynasty was the most regrettable for Qin Mu, and the rule of the Mongols after the Song Dynasty was only an extensive rule, coupled with Wang Anshi's armor protection method based on family or neighbors, so that a relatively closed small society was formed between one protection and one armor; Even after the Mongols destroyed the rule of the country, these small families and township-like societies were still functioning effectively, protecting and inheriting the traditional Chinese culture and national essence.

Therefore, the destructive power of the Mongols to Chinese culture is actually not very great, although their sharp sabers have killed countless Han people, but they have not really broken the backbone of the Han people, and have not broken the spiritual core of Chinese civilization;

But the Manchu Qing Dynasty was different, the Manchu Qing carried out a double and complete destruction of Chinese culture from the physical to the spiritual, turning China into a servile country, even losing its own clothes and crowns, and the kind of grand and atmospheric Chinese style was completely lost, and it was not rebuilt until the 21st century.

Because of regret, Qin Mu paid the most attention to this period of history at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and had seen a lot of historical materials at the end of the Ming Dynasty in his previous life, so he knew that Zhang Xianzhong would sweep Huguang in August of the sixteenth year of Chongzhen and attack Jiangxi.

In order to deal with Zhang Xianzhong's upcoming rebels, he has been busy with the armament of the army before, day and night in the barracks with the soldiers, from Li Xiangjun to Huichang, this is the second time the two have met, today occasionally idle, drinking wine with beauties, listening to the pipa song, feeling particularly enjoyable, laughing is also very hearty.

Listening to his laughter, Li Xiangjun felt extraordinarily soft in her heart, because the confidence and clarity revealed in Qin Mu's laughter made her feel at ease;

It seems that as long as he is around, all the wind and rain will not blow on him, he is like a tall green pine, which makes people want to lean on him and listen to a burst of pine waves, and sleep peacefully with confidence.

People get along with each other, very delicate, sometimes do not need too much language communication, just a look, can make two hearts unconsciously burn together.

It's like two trees, each one on the surface, but its roots are tangled under the invisible dirt.

The moonlight is elegant, sprinkled on Li Xiangjun's cloud bun, reflecting a faint blue light, that kind of beauty without a trace of fireworks, Qin Mu didn't dare to look at it, he was afraid that he couldn't control his feeling of being ready to move, he promised to hold a ceremony first, so he said to him: "I have heard a lot of this kind of tune, and I will have time to teach you slowly in the future." ”

"If Qin Lang has time to teach, the slave wants to learn, but I'm afraid you don't have the leisure to do so." The corners of Li Xiangjun's mouth on both sides were slightly upturned, with a playful look, she sat down beside Qin Mu, poured a glass of wine and held it up, and her sideburns were swaying gently with pearls and jasper.

"My hands aren't good yet." Qin Mu spread his hands, but he didn't take the wine glass, just like when he was in Meixianglou.

"You're a bum." Li Xiangjun snorted lightly, so he had to serve him wine,

The two of them were very close, Qin Mu drank the wine, and then smelled the faint fragrance on her body, and finally couldn't help but catch her frosty wrist.

Under his scorching gaze, Li Xiangjun's beautiful eyes were light, her heart was pounding, her whole body was a little soft, and the shame of wanting to refuse and welcome was as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks. The cheeks and necks are dyed with a faint peach halo.

Qin Mu took it lightly, and she fell into her arms with a small mutter.

"Qin Lang, you"

"Don't talk."

Qin Mu really didn't want to speak, he leaned at her slender waist like a willow, feeling the temperature of her soft twin peaks on his chest, and the feeling of that heartbeat made him breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Qin Lang, if you are a slave, since you have been found thousands of miles away, you have long since you don't care about those false courtesies, if Qin Lang is"

"What if?" Qin Mu hugged her petite and delicate body into his arms and deliberately teased her.

She is so light and delicate, maybe even Zhao Feiyan, who can dance in the palm of her hand, is not as good as it, Qin Mu feels that holding her is like holding a ingenious jade body, for fear of breaking her, but the soft and boneless, soft as a pigeon touch, still makes his body can't help but react.

"Qin Lang" may have felt the reaction of his body, Li Xiangjun was like a spring water melted into his arms, the slightly raised jade face was as beautiful as a delicate flower, and his eyes were shining on his face.

Qin Mu looked at her for a moment, and finally couldn't help but kiss the delicate cherry lips deeply, "Hmm" Li Xiangjun let out a soft murmur, the jade arm tightly wrapped around his neck, and responded as if in a daze, and the jade fingers unconsciously swiped between his hair.

Qin Mu's hands were not idle, swimming gently from her willow waist, although through the thin smoky shirt, he could still feel how warm and smooth the skin on her body was.

"Childe, ah" At this moment, Qiao'er came from the backyard arch.

Li Xiangjun hurriedly broke away from Qin Mu's embrace, her pretty face was like a fire, red and hot, and full of shame.

Qin Mu raised his head to the blue sky speechlessly, and there was only a bright moon in the blue sky like a round smiling face, laughing at him mischievously.

Yun Qiao'er, I'm going to kill you! Qin Mu let out a cry of grief and indignation in his heart, this was the second time, the second time that he had interrupted the warmth of himself and Xiangjun.

It's easy for me, I have to spend all day in the barracks with those sweaty guys, and I can finally take the time to come back and spend some time with the beauty, you, you, you

"What are you looking for in Ben Gongzi?"

"Childe, I'm sorry, then I didn't mean it."

Hearing the little girl's shy and timid defense, Li Xiangjun was so embarrassed that she couldn't stay any longer, so she got up and lifted her skirt like a light cloud.

"Come here." Qin Mu looked at the figure of Yiren in the distance, and ordered with infinite resentment.

The little girl moved for a long time before moving in front of her, her little head drooping, and her little hands kept stirring the hem of her clothes, as if she was very uneasy, but Qin Mu clearly saw that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

Syllable! Syllable! Qin Mu hugged her across his lap and slapped her little ass twice, "You did it on purpose, don't think I don't know, say, you weishenme do this?" ”

"Ahhh

"What egg? Rotten? ”

"It's Childe, you let the family hide the eggs, it's broken, it's crushed."

"Did you really hide the eggs? You hahahahahahaha" Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the little girl who got up with a wet chest and was busy digging out rotten eggs, Qin Mu pointed at her with one hand, and leaned forward and backwards with a smile, almost out of breath.

The little girl took out the egg yolk in her hand, pouted like a teapot spout, and kept humming.

"Haha, you stupid girl, you really hide eggs, hahaha, laugh at me"

"Hmph, it's not the son who asked someone to hide the eggs, everyone was fine, it's all you, I won't believe you anymore."

"Yo ho, you deliberately broke the good things of this county, this county hasn't settled accounts with you, you complain about this county, look at this county has not been promoted to ask the case for a long time, you want to go to the house to expose the tile?"

"Ah, I forgot about business, Childe, Brother Liu is waiting outside, saying that there is an important military situation in Kowloon Mountain and reporting it, Childe, go quickly, people will go and change their clothes." As soon as the little girl saw that the situation was not good, she immediately pulled out her legs and ran, like a little white rabbit that had escaped from the wolf's claws.

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