The dusty girl dances elegantly and has lofty aspirations. The mother also said that since ancient times, strange women have been out of the dust. Chen has admired the girl for a long time, and today wrote a letter asking the girl to be a teacher, hoping that the girl would cherish the dust with a sincere heart and dance to seek advice.

It is inconvenient to ask for each other in person in the boudoir, and I hope that the girl will forgive me. Dai Fu looked for dust and worshipped.

The poem "Haiyue Tower Sitting in the Rain" is a poem written by Gu Hengbo in "Qin Huai Bayan", Qingchen feels that there is a nobility in the poem, hoping to impress this barbarian girl who "dances first in the sea and sky".

Although Qingchen followed his father to practice calligraphy for two years in his previous life, he was still young at that time, and Qingchen never touched this brush again after his father passed away. However, this body seems to remember some movements, and it doesn't feel too rusty between gestures. But the handwriting is really not very good. It's still neat, but it's shapeless.

Carefully blow dry and fold the seal, "Purple ink, go, take it to the Fengxuan." Let's just say it's for the brute girl. ”

sent Zimo to deliver the letter, and I was really tired from being busy for a while.

"Miss, are you tired? Do you want to lie down in bed for a while? Qing Dai Xu looked at Chen's eyebrows and asked with tiredness.

"It's really considerate, Miss, I just felt a little tired before you appeared. Lie down or lie down, come, sit down and talk with me. "Qingchen is more and more fond of these girls.

The calmness of Qingdai, the calmness of greenery, the liveliness of Hongyan, and the well-behaved of Zimo. I heard that they were all specially selected by Jing Ke for Michen back then, and they have been following Michen since they were six years old. Qingchen was a little depressed, six years old is not yet the age of school in modern times, and he has to take care of people like an adult here.

Qingdai helped Qingchen to snuggle up on the bed, and took the brocade quilt to cover Qingchen. Greenery took the iron bar and picked up the brazier in the house even more. A few girls moved stools around the bed. In the past few days, Qingchen often leans on the bed and chats with them.

This reminds Qingchen of his days in college, where he would lie on the bed and chat with the other three girls in the dormitory every night, which was really pleasant.

"Miss, did you say that the barbarian girl who waited for the moon tower would come to the Xiangfu to teach Miss? The right prime minister's house went to ask for it, but I didn't ask for it. ”

In ancient China, some respected the left, and some respected the right, and the so-called male left and female right were mostly respected by the left. But this Haitian Dynasty is respected by the right, and the right minister Zou Jiechen is also pressed on Dai Shiju everywhere in the court.

"I'm not a living immortal, how do I know if she'll come."

"I heard that Miss Barbarian is cold and glamorous, and her dancing skills are wonderful, I don't know if it's true."

"But that barbarian is just a dancing girl, and he dares to not even pay attention to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, which is too arrogant."

"Hongyan heard that Miss Zou Yueye of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion is a talented girl who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Then the young master Zou Yuanxi in the right prime minister's mansion can be as famous as our eldest young master, and I don't know if it's really powerful."

"Oh? On par with Big Brother? What do you say? ”

In the past few days, I have heard a few girls talk about the big brother, what is handsome and chic, heroic, what is heroic, and the young man is successful, but there is nothing in the sky and no in the earth. The maids of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion all admired the big brother and flocked to him. This Zou Yuanxi can be as famous as that brother, but I don't know what kind of character he is.

"Well, yes, that Young Master Zou is as old as our young master, and he is the young master from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. I heard that at the age of three, you can read and hyphenation, and at the age of five, you can write poems. Now he is even more agile and has made many good poems that are famous all over the world. The year before last, he was also named the head of the household, and the ladies in Kyoto all hope to be favored by Young Master Zou. Zimo said, looking at her own young lady. But the young lady is expressionless. Hehe, too. The young lady is only seven years old, so she must not understand the relationship between these men and women.

"If you don't alchemy pills, you don't sit in meditation, you don't plough the fields for businessmen. If you are idle, you will sell it in the green mountains, and you will not make evil money in the world! Qing Dai muttered.

"Haha, our Qingdai is the confidant of Young Master Zou, look at this poet's Dolly. It turns out that our Qingdai doesn't like the commander of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, but is the confidant of Zou Shilang of the Right Minister's Mansion. Qingchen looked at Qingdai with a smile.

"What did Miss say, Qingdai is just a little maid, how dare she have delusions." As he said that, his face was so red that he fainted to the root of his ears.

"Qing Dai is shy, by the way, which prince's attendant has this Young Master Zou been?" Qingchen thought it was funny, how old a child is that he understands feelings, ancient women are really precocious.

I think I'm twenty-four years old in modern times and I don't know what love is, when I was in college, I saw the girls in the dormitory falling in love one by one, but I couldn't find the feeling, and my friends said she was cold.

Qingchen thought that maybe she was really cold-hearted and cold-hearted, since the death of her parents, she couldn't be interested in many things, coupled with her uncle's grudge, Qingchen was even more indifferent to emotional things.

"That Young Master Zou was frail and sickly when he was young, and he didn't get better when he reached the age of choosing a waiter, and I heard that later it was the son of medicine who prescribed medicine, and it took several years to get better. Because of this illness, Young Master Zou didn't do any prince's attendant, but Lu Yi heard that he was on good terms with the fifth prince. ”

"That's as it should be, Concubine Min, the mother of the fifth prince, is Young Master Zou's aunt."

"A few little girls know a lot."

Hey, there are many sons of Emperor Haiqing, the eldest is 27 years old this year, and the youngest is only two years old. There are twenty-three princesses and princes, and there are fourteen sons alone, so I really don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

As far as Qingchen knows, the most princes in Chinese history seems to be Kangxi, with 35 sons, 2o daughters, and 7 grandsons. This famous generation of saints in Chinese history did not be able to enjoy family happiness in his later years. The tragedy of "Nine Sons Snatching the Inheritance", cannibalism and brothers. If you are defeated, you will end up in a circle and forbidden; The one who won also left a handle in the history books to seize power and usurp the throne and come from the wrong way. I don't know how Kangxi felt when he saw his sons working so hard and without family affection. I'm afraid that even this Haitian Empire will inevitably have such a battle. I just don't know which side Dai Xiang is on.

"Miss is only a big person, she is a little girl to us every day."

"Hey, you don't understand this, this person has to pay attention to two ages, physical and psychological. Your young lady is much older than you now. Qing Chen wanted to let a few girls know that their young lady was 24 this year, and she wouldn't scare them to death.

"Miss said something she didn't understand."

"Yes, what nonsense is Miss, how can Miss be older than us."

"Hehe, your young lady, I mean, my heart is already older than yours. When people are older, they know more, you see that your young lady and I know more than you, more knowledgeable than you, and more reasonable than you, so naturally I am older than you. ”

"Yes, yes, Miss is the best."

"We can't talk about Miss together."

"Miss woke up this time and changed a lot, she can talk well."

"What? You don't like it? Then I'll be the same as before. "Of course it's changed a lot, it's not a person anymore, can it stay the same, Qingchen thought to himself.

"Well, the slaves like the current lady. Happy every day, and how good it is to talk and laugh with us. Qing Dai smiled.

"Yes, yes, Green also likes the current young lady."

"Hongyan too, Hongyan will always accompany Miss and never leave for the rest of her life."

"Zimo too, I want to follow Miss for the rest of my life."

"Oh, look at your young lady, my charm is really boundless, young lady, I will accept a few of you." It's really happy, there are these girls in this life who should be content with themselves wholeheartedly.

"Miss is talking again." A few little girls laughed coquettishly.

Qingchen also laughed, it's really a young age that doesn't know what it's like to be sad, it's so good.

The weather is always gloomy these days, probably about to snow, and the sky is a lot colder all of a sudden. Qingchen no longer goes out, and when he has nothing to do, he comes to post and practice calligraphy. Qingchen has been in Yan Zhenqing's italics, so he still chose the regular script to practice, and it is really a small achievement in a few days, and the words are becoming more and more mellow and good-looking.

"Qing Dai, what do you think of Miss's handwriting?" Qingchen put down the pen and asked Qingdai, this Qingdai is the most literate among the girls, and she can write a few, and Qingchen also likes her to serve when she writes.

In fact, Qingchen doesn't need so many maids at all. There is a special clothes room in the dirty clothes house, and there is no need for these girls to eat meals, usually just a little work, a whole thing or something, these things are enough for a maid. I heard Qingdai say that the eldest lady and the second lady in the house are two personal maids each, and only Michen is four maids because of the identity of the county lord. Qingchen has also figured out this so-called county lord in the past few days, when the eldest princess passed away, Gui Haiyin took pity on Michen and lost her mother at a young age, so she made an exception to seal her Qingchen county lord. When I first heard this title, I was startled, and wondered if it was because my name was the same as the title of this dust-seeking title, and then I figured out that it was "Qingchen" instead of "Qingchen".

"It's better than what was written a few days ago, the slave maid has seen the eldest young master's handwriting, and the writing is beautiful, and the young lady might as well let him guide you when she sees the eldest young master." Qing Dai looked at the word carefully, with a serious expression.

"Really? How did you ever see the words of Big Brother? See you there? "It's strange, Dai Xunxiang doesn't come here often, and Qingdai shouldn't have the opportunity to go to Shuxiao Academy to observe calligraphy and painting.

"The door plaque in the courtyard of Shuxiao Courtyard was written by the young master himself, although the slave maid has never been in, but she has walked over there a few times from afar. Look at the writing is better than the master. "What Qing Dai said is to the point.

"Miss, Miss, quick! A few gentlemen invited by the master for you are here, and Ji Yan is leading them this way. Hongyan ran in with a shout.

"Really? Let's go, let's take a look. ”

Dai Xiang's efficiency is really not covered, he went to find him in the morning the day before yesterday, and Ji Yan brought the master over on the third day.

When the light morning arrived, several gentlemen had already been welcomed into the warm pavilion of the Hanyin Mountain House, and the purple ink and green were also served with tea and stood on the side of the door.

As soon as Qingchen entered the door, Ji Yan walked over and bent down to salute: "Miss, these are the teachers chosen by the master for Miss, and they are all famous people of knowledge." ：”

Qingchen looked at it quickly, and there was an old man sitting on the left, holding a teacup and eating tea, but he didn't look down on Qingchen. There were two people sitting on the right, one looked like he was in his forties, ordinary in appearance, nothing special, and a cotton green coat looked not as gorgeous as Ji Yan was wearing. The other looked young, in his early thirties, with a face like a crown of jade.

"This is Mr. Jinggao, the Gaozi of southern Anhui, and he is a chess master who can count the number of days." Ji Yan first led Qingchen to the old man sitting on the left.

"Hello Mr. Gao, I will bother Mr. Lao in the future, and I will thank Mr. Michen here for deigning to enter the house." looked at Gao Zijing, his head was already a lot whiter, he had a beard, and his face was red and he looked energetic.

Qingchen bent down and made a big salute that only a man from the sea and the sky, folded his left hand in front of his right hand, stretched out his arms in front of him, his head hung down, and his upper body was bent to his waist. There is no way to respect the old man, and when he got up, he saw appreciation flashing in the old man's eyes.

"This is Mr. Liu, a calligrapher in Langzhou, and Mr. Liu is a well-known calligrapher." Ji Yan took Qingchen to the Mr. Tsing Yi on the right to introduce her.

"Please teach me more." Leaned over and bowed, looking at Mr. Liu. But seeing that he also looked at Qingchen, his eyes were very soft, and he nodded at Qingchen with a gentle smile, looking very harmless.

In the end, Ji Yan led Qingchen to the young man: "This is Mr. Lingnan Nanluo, a well-known pianist in Yuefutai. ”

Qingchen looked at Nanluo, who was dressed in white and had a piece of ink bamboo embroidered on his right chest, which added a little calmness. The jet-black one is wrapped in a cyan square scarf and placed on the top of the head, which looks good and is handsome and chic. When he looked at him in the early morning, he also looked at Qingchen with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Qing Chen knew about Yuefutai, a palace office established by the Haitian Dynasty to manage music, and its task was to collect and compile folk music from all over the world, organize and compose music, and perform it during large-scale celebrations in the court.

"Hello Mr. Nan, it's polite." This time, Qingchen did not make a big salute, but leaned over slightly and bowed to the knees of an ordinary woman, but I felt that this person did not care about these false courtesies.

"What? The county lord looks down on him? Nan Luo picked up the teacup and lifted the lid, and glanced at Qingchen playfully.

"It's not that Michen looks down on Mr., on the contrary, Michen thinks that Mr. is chic and uninhibited, and he should be eclectic in etiquette, so Michen is lazy. How? Do you mind, sir? Hehe, if Mr. cares about looking for dust, he can bow again. Qing Chen looked at the gentleman in white and winked innocently with a smile.

"Haha, interesting, interesting." This Qingchen County Lord is a wonderful person, he is so accurate in knowing people at a young age, and it is not easy to see the unruliness engraved in his bones.

Qingchen looked at Nanluo and smiled, only to feel that there seemed to be thousands of flowers blooming at the same time in front of him, which made the good-looking face even more abundant. Demon, a person who is old and still goes out like this to harm people, and when he looks back, he looks stunned when he looks at a few girls.

"Today is to take the young lady to get to know the masters, the master is still waiting there, the old slave will go and give a reply, the master must be happy to know that you get along so well, the old slave retired first."

"There is Uncle Lao Ji, please say hello to my father on behalf of Michen." Qingchen smiled and motioned for Ji Yan to go down, so he didn't believe what the old man was still waiting for. But I didn't think that Dai Xiang would invite such a few masters to him, and I saw that it was a bloody investment.

Qingchen watched Ji Yan go out, and chose a place to sit down: "In the past, when my mother was still there, Chen'er only learned to read and write with my mother for a few years, and also learned the piano, but it was only the skin. In the future, I will be taken care of by a few masters, and I hope that the masters will not dislike the dust and dullness. ”

"The county lord is too modest, and the students taught by Princess Jing Ke must not be bad." That Liu Mo wrote.

"Although Chen'er is blunt, that is, he has recognized Mr. as a teacher, and he still understands the principle of being a teacher for one day and a father for life, but please call me Chen'er in the future." This Mr. Liu seems to be a cautious and kind scholar, unlike the one on the side who is neither yin nor yang, but whether he plays the piano or not has a strange temper~~

"How can the woman's maiden name Liu make a mistake, so let's call it Miss?

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