A misty rain painting the hometown

"I almost forgot, Princess Huayang, Mrs. Lin, Mrs. Guo, and Mrs. Baili are waiting for you to introduce their names."

Fang Gu paused, these are famous women from your mansion.How can she be a companion for a little seven-rank county magistrate's wife?

"Yao'er is being presumptuous, Mrs. Gu forgive me. This time it's just for viewing flowers. My ancestors knew how to grow flowers, and it's been passed down for generations to have such a scale. In previous years, there were also noble ladies who visited. I didn't know you before. There is a relationship and similar personalities, Ouyang Qing is voluntary to have a deep friendship, and Sister Fang is more at ease."

Ouyang Qing held Fang Ru's hand, and didn't care how Ouyang Yao stood aside and stared.

"Famous flowers complement each other, amidst the thick autumn flowers, it's interesting for these sisters to come and go. Ouyang Qing, how about your second girl entering the Linxitai princess mansion?"

Ouyang Qing looked slightly stagnant, and brought Fang Ru forward to salute.

"I've seen Princess Huayang. The eldest girl is ready to go to Beijing. The second girl is ignorant and has a wild temper. How can she disturb the peace of the princess's mansion."

"You mean Shangguan Ye? Forget it, the princess made a mistake, thinking that it was Shangguan Wanzhao that girl, or Shaodi Fuhou, all the good girls were picked off."

Ouyang Qing smiled for a moment, didn't say much, just took Fanggu and followed the crowd to enjoy the flowers with Princess Huayang.

In the slanting light of the setting sun, Dushan towers over the lake, lush and green, without the slightest hint of autumn.Birdsong forest is quiet, stone paths are winding, stone benches and stone benches protrude from the grass, and occasionally there is the sound of reading aloud, which is also a breeze.

Going up into the depths of the forest, the courtyards with green eaves are patchwork, and the rows of wing rooms used by scholars are of equal size, and none of them are special.Inside, the quilts are stacked, and the living utensils are arranged together, all of which are neat and consistent.

On the top, there are ten rooms in Yijia Academy.In the room, Qimian Liuran Daru was lecturing on a topic, and below, the students were whispering.

This is Fengwu Academy, one of the Second Academy of Nanfeng Beiteng of Shangming State, located in the south of Zhangyu Road, west of Jiangkai County, about 120 miles away from Caoying County.

In the third room of Zhengnan, Chang Yi'an, a scholar of the university, is teaching the strategy of people's livelihood. Pu Qiong, Bai Liyu, and Gu Liang are all listening carefully.The teachers of Liuyi also have their own teachings.

On the field outside the courtyard, there are archery, chess games, poetry and painting, and the ratio of strings and pipes.There are more debates and academic disputes.

The morning bell and evening drum of Hanyun Temple start and stop with the sound of dense sticks and pestles, advancing in ancient times, advancing in Chengxiu, chasing thousands of miles and dozens of onlookers in the yamen for trial.

In Xiangshe Courtyard, Qiaoer was embroidering under the osmanthus tree. The baby's fat face was very serious. She dropped the embroidery needle from time to time and picked it up again and again. She was a little unstable. She poked her finger and gave her mouth to Yun Xiao for a while.

In the bamboo courtyard, Caixia is chopping bamboo and splitting it.The sand jar is bitter and old, and the smell of medicine is full.In Caiyue's hand, the stove fan shook lightly.

In Meiyuan, Huang Bingbiao leaned against the wall outside the gate, very bored.In the garden, Qingqiu sits under the window and reads travel notes.Nearby, there is no one in the silver hook white tent.Gu Ji was writing in the study, at different speeds, and the upper left corner of the desk was already a stack of manuscripts in black and white ink.

October [-], light snow, cold.

Xiangshe Courtyard, Gu Qiaoer's birthday, could vaguely hear the noise of the banquet, Gu Ji stopped writing and looked out the window, the night was getting dark.On September nineteenth, my elder brother was already in Fengwu College, and no one mentioned his birthday.According to what Qingqiu said, the original owner had already owed his elder brother several times, and he had to start to owe it too.

Hua Baiwen bought two hand guards and heart furnaces, and she got one in her youth.Gu Ji covered a small cage and put his feet to bake. The heat rose from the soles of the feet to the palms of the hands, and the hand that hung the pen didn't feel cold.The small stove is placed under the quilt, and Qingqiu spends most of the day reading on the small bed under the window.

The winter snow is flying, and the whole Shangming Kingdom is covered in heavy snow. In the misty alleys and alleys, children laughing and blushing innocently, stretching out their hands to meet the snow, melting their palms, jumping and spinning, slipping and getting up.The head, face, arms, and jacket are all covered with a layer of light white, and the world seems to be completely pure.

The plum branches also pushed out yellow buds, white buds, and red buds, carrying green leaf buds, and counting the days to compete to bloom.After half a month, the buds are abundant, and the small tops are covered with snow, the more shy they are waiting to be released.

After lunch, Gu Ji was wrapped in ten layers of cloth clothes, with a macular face of a 17-year-old boy, wearing a bamboo hat, walking in the snow and fog of South Street with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Outside the Qinshu store, Gu Ji took the bamboo hat, said the word "fortunately" with his hands, and stepped into the door.Shopkeeper Fu knew that someone had entered the shop, so he moved the book, glanced at it, and murmured secretly.

"Old shopkeeper, earlier, a little girl came out of the alley on the left and stuffed me with a tael of silver and this thick thing. After I found out that it belonged to Qinshu, the little girl disappeared. You And look."

Fu Yun opened the letter and took out something thick, which turned out to be the preface and opening pages of a manuscript.He was startled by the calligraphy on the paper at first, but when he looked closely, he became even more anxious.

The title of the book written by the believer is "Jianghu Fengyunlu". The content is self-contained, and the narrative style is very different.

He shook the envelope and poured out another sheet.

"Fortunately, there is still a follow-up."

Unfolding the letter paper, Fu Yun frowned slightly.

"Diligent bookstores encourage each other: Those who have read this letter have read the opening chapter. If you are willing to publish and cooperate with this book for sale, please prepare a contract with the owner and state the date of meeting with the owner. The address is hanging outside this door. I can't see it, this book is found elsewhere."

Gu Ji chose two thick books, "Heroes of Cui Yao" and "Collapse of the Mountain", and when he turned around, he saw that the shopkeeper was still reading letters, and he didn't bother anyone, just continued to select books.

"Brother, do you have a choice?"

Gu Ji carried two thick books and placed two small silver ingots.Fu Yun only took one ingot, and motioned him to take the rest.

"Today I picked up a bargain, and got two books for nothing."

Shopkeeper Fu looked at the yellow spots on his face, hesitated for a moment, and smiled.

"It's a happy event today, it's a happy event. Thanks to my little brother who came to buy the book, I paid [-]% of the price. Everyone is happy, everyone is happy."

As soon as Gu Ji left, shopkeeper Fu immediately closed the Qinshu store here, wrapped himself in an old woolen cloak, put on a bamboo hat, and went to Chenghe Wharf.The river hadn't frozen over, and there were still five strangers waiting at the pier in the shed. In the whiteness, the ferry was covered with snow and swayed to the shore.Six teenagers got off the boat, Gu Liang, Yang Yang, Wang Yuwei and three others accompanied them.

The returnees couldn't wait, and rushed forward.Fu Yun almost bumped into Gu Liang, Gu Liang gave him a hand, and the old shopkeeper thanked him several times.

On the cross streets of Caoying County, three teenagers parted ways and went home.The snow was getting stronger and the sky was getting darker.At the entrance of the alley, Gu Liang stretched out his hand, but before the snowflakes melted, the palm of his hand was covered with a thick layer.

"My lord, the snow is getting stronger."

"Ah."

Going to the gate of the ancient mansion, there is a crack on Gu Liangqingjun's face.This time in the Liuyi examination, he is only Yimo and others. His teacher said that he is expected to pass the examination, but Jinshi still needs to work harder.

Stepping on the stone steps, the steps are heavy.Gu Liang stayed in front of the door for a while, and Gu Yan had already opened the door.

"The young master has returned home."

The gatekeeper hurriedly reported to his wife, and Gu Liang went straight to Fangyuan.Fang Ru was relieved that the eldest son looked the same as before.Ever since the eldest daughter Gu Minhui died in a bandit, the eldest son has been silent.The youngest son was born, and before he had time to be happy, he was told that babies were difficult to raise.In four years, the nanny changed no less than a hundred people, and they were almost weaned, but they were unable to walk.At the age of five, he was barely able to walk, but he was confined to bed for a long time with only a cold.

Aunt Qin didn't see her parents for five years. Fang Gu guessed the reason early on, but it didn't help her to raise her own.It was Gu Liang who entered a private school, and Gu Ji gradually got better again.Fang Gu was a little guilty, and when Gu Liang came to Beijing to meet the Marquis of Huguo, she used the bamboo courtyard to settle people.

In the blink of an eye eight years later, Gu Ji saw great success, everyone inside and outside the house was full of joy, Fang Gu also thought that his life had passed, but who knew that three months ago, he almost lost him again.Fang Gu no longer believes that Aunt Qin can beat Yaoer.

"Liang'er, do you have correspondence with the Zongfu?"

"Guran and Hai'er never broke up, and Youlan has stayed in the harem."

"This is a big deal. You are also 17 years old, so you need someone who cares about you. Gu Jun already has a housemate."

Gu Liang frowned slightly, he and his father had talked about family affairs earlier, he wanted to marry a wife first, and then bring two concubines into the house after he had a legitimate son, after all, he wanted to have more children.Only the two sisters of the uncle's family in the ancient court of the capital were married, and they were both concubines. They were looking forward to their father adopting one, so they never expected that the second wife would be so bad.

"Mother, the child will marry a wife first, and then take a concubine."

Fang Gu smiled, the eldest son is kind and good-natured, she is very happy, she tried it out first, but Ouyang Qing wanted to get married, and she had met Shangguan Ye at the last Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet, although his name was rough, but his personality She is a delicate, 15-year-old woman who can be married as a wife.

"Then Liang'er has someone he likes?"

Gu Liang understood some of his mother's thoughts, but he didn't explicitly refuse.

"In the past few years, my child has to concentrate on taking the exam, so there is no need to rush this matter."

Fang Gu knew that the eldest son had a good deal, so she didn't worry about it any more. Although she didn't refuse, she didn't make an appointment with Ouyang Qing.

The mother and the son each talked about some small things, but it took an hour, the You meal was half an hour earlier than usual, Gu Jin was released from Yamen and returned to the mansion, and the family of three had dinner in Fangyuan.After the meal, Gu Liang went back to Yixin Courtyard, Gu Jin rested in Fangyuan, and the old couple talked about big and small things inside and outside the house and human relations for a long time.

Meiyuan, Gu Ji knew that his elder brother had returned home, Li Changji told Qingqiu before dinner, and Qingqiu told him.He also can't see people, and he has to be busy with important things these days.

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Aunt Qin's birthday, the mansion only held a banquet for the master and master in Fangyuan.

In the plum garden, the early plums bloomed sporadically. Qingqiu picked a few branches and put them in three white porcelain vases. They are really beautiful.

Gu Ji went to the Qinshu store to buy copybooks, and when he entered the alley, he saw a sign on the window.It reads: twenty days, day two.Closed on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month and opened on the [-]th of the first lunar month.

There are three inns in Caoying County, and only Laifu Inn has a Tianzi brand.After choosing the copybook and co-writing the silver, Gu Ji put it in front of the shopkeeper.

"Closed on 26."