"You! You're so good, you ruined the wisdom of the teacher, and you came here to be angry with me. What did you say when you were apprenticing at the beginning, saying that you were a beautiful jade and that you would shine sooner or later, and what did you say that you would let the teacher follow you with a long face in the future. It's good now, it's in vain that I'm Nanluo I's wise, it's really careless to choose an apprentice! Nan Luo couldn't help but complain again.

"Hey, who let the apprentice I just wake up and see you with a playful expression, this stimulus, my hand will not obey the call. Besides, in fact, the song played by the disciple is very good, but it is not suitable for playing with a guzheng. ”

"If you just sing it, I won't believe that your messy tunes can still be good!" Nan Luo also sat down, holding his head and planning to listen carefully to how this apprentice could sing that insulting tune well.

"One-two-three-four, one-two-three-four

Green barracks, green barracks taught me

The singing is shaking and moving

Singing happily

One, one

Give me a spear

Two, two, two, two, two

didn't say a word for the motherland,

Three, three, the soldiers of the three armies are bitter and happy

The four seas are home

Hi! Hi Hi!!

Where is me

Where is me

There's it there

One two three four

One two three four

Warrior's song. ”

"How's it going? How does this army sing in vain? Qingchen looked at Nan Luo proudly.

"It's not bad, I just don't understand it very much. I said, little witch, what the hell are you thinking? Okay now, tomorrow the capital will know that there is a straw bale lord in the Zuo Xiangfu. ”

"What is the straw bale county lord, I am the best of the crowd today, and my skills are amazing. Is Luo Luo jealous of Chen'er, Luo Luo's piano skills are probably not so shocking, right? Qingchen got up and patted Nan Luo's shoulder comfortingly, with a look of regret.

"Don't call me haha, tell me honestly, what the hell are you planning? You're too obscure, aren't you? ”

"Hehe, there's no way, it's better to have a bad reputation than to be sold early!" Qingchen sat down on the edge of Nanluo and poked his head out of the pavilion to see the moon in the sky.

"In my opinion, there is nothing wrong with being sold, as far as your father's ability is concerned, he will definitely find you a good husband, which many women can't look forward to, maybe you can enter the palace as a queen." Nan Luo looked at his careless apprentice, and couldn't understand how this girl was more cynical than herself.

"You've got it, still the queen? That's the dream of the princess in the hall, **** What's the matter? Whoever is rare should go! What's so good about the emperor, thousands of people sleep on pillows, Luo Luo is cleaner than him, he is not worthy of me to wear Michen. Qingchen sneered.

"Ahem... Thousands of pillows and thousands of people sleep? That's how you see our supreme holiness? I said, little witch, you are very disrespectful! Don't die, dare to say such things in this palace! Nan Luo looked at Qingchen with tears and laughter, thousands of people slept on their pillows? Nan Luo was really convinced, how long is this girl's brain, she actually came up with such words to describe the emperor.

"Aren't you martial arts? If there were anyone around here, Luo Luo wouldn't know?! I've always had confidence in you, Master. Qingchen skimmed Nanluo, turned his head and looked at the sky again, and went to find Ursa Major, who had seen it just now, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Do you dare to believe my half-martial arts? I'll do some light work, and no one around me will be able to notice, and the kung fu you said must be sharp enough. I'm afraid that only the killer who lives on the knife all day has the ability you said. Nan Luo looked at Qingchen with a smile, this girl is very powerful.

"Nanluo! You can go to die! ”

"I said little witch, she really has no conscience. Knowing that being a teacher has no use value at the moment, you can't curse me to die, the master will be sad. Holding his hand on his chest, Nan Luo looked hurt.

"Hehe, people are not selfish and reckless, Chen'er is the most selfish, and Luo Luo is not the first time to know." Qingchen looked at Nan Luo with pity, this guy is really capable of pretending, looking at the expression on his face, it is really vivid.

"Chen'er, you are only seven years old, where did you come from to be so cynical! If you really don't like that Dai Mansion, it's a big deal that the master will steal you out of the mansion and wander the world with the teacher. Nan Luo looked at Qingchen and sighed, he always felt that this girl was not as happy as she seemed on the surface, and the kind of alienation that was inadvertently shown to people always made people feel distressed.

Qingchen listened to Nan Luo's voice in a low and low voice, not like his usual chuckle when he was always laughing, but when he looked back in wonder, he saw Nan Luo's serious face. Qingchen has warm things flowing in his heart, Nan Luo belongs to the closest relatives of Dai Xunxiang here, Qing Chen has always treated him as a bad friend, Nan Luo is always giggling, this is really a New Year's friend, Nan Luo can be said to be Qing Chen's first and only friend here.

"Master, thank you!" Qingchen looked at Nanluo with emotion, knelt on the railing of the pavilion with a smile, leaning on the pillar to look at Nanluo. \/

"What? The little witch was moved like this? ”

"Yes, it's so easy to be moved, it's all the moon that is in trouble, the moon is so beautiful tonight, and people's hearts are soft, isn't it Luo Luo?" Qingchen looked at the moon and muttered.

"Tsk, it's really rare, and Chen'er has such a weak time. Is the moon in trouble? Nanluo leaned over to look at the full moon.

"Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this night is a lonely corner. It may not be that Su'e has no hatred, and the jade toad is cold and lonely. Nan Luo groaned at the bright moon.

"You're not good, listen to me.

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When you wake up, you disperse after being drunk. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. Qingchen chanted Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", and looked at Nan Luo proudly, revealing a look of surprise.

"A good toast to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. As a teacher, I didn't know that Chen'er had such talent. ”

Qingchen saw Nan Luo muttering the poem, pondering it repeatedly, and his heart was very proud. She has no shame about plagiarizing the fruits of other people's labor, but she doesn't plan to say what the wanderer did, she just overheard something, how troublesome it is to lie, and if you tell a lie, you have to use more lies to make up for it. Anyway, no one here knows that she didn't do it, and besides, she didn't admit it, and it wasn't hers that others misunderstood that it was their fault.

"Chen'er, is that Liu Moshu so powerful? After only a few days of teaching you poetry, you can make such quatrains. For the teacher, I taught you with hard work, and I went to the Xiangfu every two days, not much more diligent than the Liu Moshu, but you are good, if you don't learn the piano well, you will return to the teacher a messy song "One, Two, Three, Four Songs", you are too cold to my heart. Nan Luo complained with a depressed face, why is he not as attractive as the old man Liu.

"Mr. Liu is elegant, profound, talented, and gentle, and I feel comfortable physically and mentally when I see it, and I naturally learn smoothly. Look at you again, tsk, if there is anything like Mr. Liu, it belongs to this face, but I don't like others to look better than me, so naturally every time I see you, I feel depressed, and I talk about learning the piano. Qingchen looked at Nan Luo with disdain and teased.

"Liu Moshu, that old man is about to stand for a long time, where can I compare to my Nanluo's graceful demeanor and extraordinary appearance?" Nan Luo was so angry that he jumped to his feet and glared at Qingchen.

"Hehe, doesn't Luo Luo know? Chen'er loves old men alone, those hairy children under the age of thirty are very naïve, where is the old man good!? ”

"Children under thirty? How old are you?! Are you talking about looking at the old man? Did Chen'er not get her father's love from Dai Shiju, and wanted to find another father for herself? In that case, I'm also suitable for Nanluo. Nan Luo looked at Qingchen with a funny face, this girl thinks she is looking for her father?

"Haha, this old man has a lot of benefits. First, the old man matures. Little boys may be more handsome, maybe sunnier, maybe more merry, but these can't be compared with maturity, maturity is a temperament that has been tempered over the years, it is a kind of thing that can only be understood and not spoken, it can't be learned, plagiarism can't come, all its secrets lie in the years and experience. I say that Lolo understands, right? ”

"Well, there is some truth, you go on, I want to hear how many truths you can say." Nan Luo touched his chin and recalled what Qing Chen said.

"Well, this is secondary, old men are more manly. This masculine smell is not the smell of wine in the burp, but a taste that comes from within. The old man has a richer heart, and this richness of the heart is much more important than the handsome appearance. If a man is compared to a book, the little boy is a hardcover, and the old man is a hardcover. Practicing from the inside out will make a man exude an indescribable charm, not pretentious, not pretentious, and permeated with the original flavor and makes people comfortable. Old men's minds will also be more mature than those of young boys, and perhaps they can occasionally come up with some wonderful ideas, but they are always like blended liquor, which is not as flavorful as a century-old liquor. This is the most important thing, little boys are prone to make some 'young mistakes', such as which maid they fell in love with today, and they will go shopping in a green building tomorrow, but this old man is different, he has been in bed battles for a long time, and he is familiar with it, and Chen'er thinks that sometimes 'experience is more important than strength', right? Qingchen was boastful, and looked at Nanluo with a ghostly expression.

"Ahem...... My aunt, what do you think about all day? Even those warblers in my Qinglou didn't dare to speak so boldly, I said Are you seven years old? Don't talk about it, if you say it again, I'll be scared to death here. "Still in bed war? In his element? Where did this girl know about this stuff?

"The master is wrong, Chen'er will be eight years old soon, and there will be less than a month left. In this way, if Luo Luo is still alone, it is better for Chen'er to reluctantly accept you. Although you don't quite meet my criteria for choosing a mate, but it's so-so, I'll just do it. What do you think? Qingchen teased Nan Luo, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, anyway, he was afraid that it would be difficult to find a spouse in ancient times, so it was better to follow Nan Luo to be a fake couple and wander around, this guy has always been alone.

"Chen'er, you're not serious, are you? Master, I still want to live a few more years, if I really marry you, I'm afraid that I won't live for a day and will be tortured to death by you, so you should spare the master and me. I think the 'Four Sons of Kyoto' are very good, so you might as well look for them. "Nanluo had a cold war, almost didn't slip off the stool, and was proposed to by a seven-year-old girl?

"I can't look down on those little white faces, how can I compare to Luo Luo?!" Qingchen smiled and went to Nanluo's side, and Nanluo, who was frightened, jumped up and ran out of the pavilion.

"Hehe, Chen'er is in love by mistake, it was too long when the teacher came out, maybe someone in the hall is looking for it, so the teacher can go back first." Nan Luo ran out without looking back, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

Seeing Nan Luo like this, Qingchen smiled and smiled, tears came out, and hurriedly rushed up: "Hey, master, don't run, Chen'er still has something to ask you, what's going on with the bottom of the hall just now?" Why do you let me play the piano in a good way? Master?? ”

When they were far away in the morning, suddenly there was a burst of laughter from behind the small pavilion, and there was a hidden person behind the ivy??!

"Fifth brother, interesting, interesting, you said that if the words that our brothers heard here today reached the ears of my father, how many times would the people of Daifu cut off their heads?" This is the one who speaks of the Seven Princes, who is famous for his publicity, returning to the sea Mo Xiao.

"Hehe, seventh brother, this is unfounded, what can you do if you say it in front of your father? What's more, I'm afraid these words are not suitable to say to my father, right? Even if he said that his father would only be angry, he would not gain any benefit. The fifth prince returned to the sea Mo Zhan smiled, and did not look at the seven princes walking towards the main hall.

"The fifth brother is protecting the little girl, why does it seem to be an old acquaintance, in the main hall, I see that the fifth brother is also absent-minded, and his eyes are always running towards the case of the left prime minister's mansion." Guihai Mo Xiao was not annoyed, and quickly followed and said with a smile.

"It's just a relationship, but the seventh brother seems to be very interested in that girl?"

"Haha, I'm very interested in her, doesn't the fifth brother think she's very special?"

Two brothers, you walked towards the main hall without saying a word, and there was no figure walking out of the small pavilion, with a tall posture and cold eyes, who was not Prince Han who was returning to the sea on the way back to Beijing? !

"A little bit of three or two branches, a red tree in spring. \/ There are butterflies inhabiting, and the red dust is different. A clear voice came from the small pavilion hidden among the flower stems, which made this warm spring afternoon more transparent, like a spring breeze blowing through the courtyard.

At this time, there was a reclining chair by the side of the Supoting pool in the small garden of Hanyin Mountain House. Light morning, no! It's time to call Michen, she has been lying on it all morning, and her lunch is also in this little pavilion. After reading the medical books in the morning, his eyes felt tired and his head felt a little confused, so Mi Chen put the book on the small table next to the recliner, rubbed the corners of his forehead, looked at the little apricot blossoms in the distance, and muttered this Wing Chun poem written by someone who didn't know.

The small garden of Hanyin Mountain House was personally taken care of by Jing Ke before his death, named Baiwei Garden, the flowers and plants in the garden are competing with each other in this spring, not necessarily all of them are expensive flowers but they are also diverse. I don't see how many flowers are blooming, but they are also elegant and chic. On this spring day, the small garden looks full of spring and vitality. In recent years, Michen has also moved a lot of his favorite flowers and trees in this yard, mostly some exotic flowers and plants, which are carefully taken care of every day, and also add a lot of beautiful scenery to this garden. The dust also made people plant a bush of bamboo in the courtyard, and the green space was like flowing water, fresh and refreshing, cold and verdant.

A pond has been excavated under the porch of the pavilion, and the bottom is inlaid with white porcelain, and the clear water ripples in the spring breeze. The carved porcelain pot raises a few pots of bonsai with unique shape and peculiar pruning, placed in the shallow pool, and selects all kinds of swimming fish, embellished and cultivated in it, under the white pool, the colorful swimming fish flow smartly in it, look at it and feel vibrant.

Michen got up from the chaise longue, walked to the pavilion, sat down on the edge of the pavilion railing, and leaned idly on the railing to watch the fish swimming in the pool. Carelessly, he grabbed some fish food from the small basket of the pillars and threw it into the pool, watching the delicate fish nimbly chase after the food. A gust of wind blew, the surface of the pool rippled, and Michen looked at the rippling ripples in the circle, and his thoughts wandered.

It's been more than five years, and it's been more than five years since I came to this Haitian Empire! Michen sighed, looked at the green bamboo forest in the distance and fell into deep thought.

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