Chapter 150

Name:Jun Jiuling Author:Xi Xing
Under the cloud like cherry blossoms, the tide like crowd retreated like the tide.

In the midst of flowers and willows, a group of people wearing flying fish clothes and embroidered spring knives walked along the street.

Even if the sun is bright and the flowers are red, with the emergence of these people, it seems that dark clouds cover the sun for a moment, making the whole street cold.

In the of this team, a scarlet figure became the focus of everyone's attention.

Immediately, the man was as loose as a pine.

His figure is as tall as porcelain, but his face is as thin as black.

Perhaps it was because of his slightly pale face, like hiding in the dark all year round.

In particular, his face was like wax, without a smile, and his eyes were bright but dark. It seemed that there was nothing in front of him.

His appearance is just as everyone imagined. Although he is handsome, he is strange. He is like a snake. When he sees it, he feels shivering and dare not look directly at it.

What he does is to spy, and his people rarely appear in front of people.

This was the case when the native place was unknown, and then suddenly it was the same.

At this time, many passers-by saw him for the first time. Even Ning Yunzhao upstairs saw him for the first time. When he followed his uncle into the palace, he only saw a back from a distance. At that time, he was independent in front of a big hall and disappeared in the shadow, looking like a lone wolf.

"This meat waist knife has gone out. I don't know who will be unlucky." A childe whispered. [Note 1]

He just spoke loudly and laughed loudly, but at this time, he didn't dare to speak loudly as if he were afraid of startling people in the sky.

No childe answered him. Everyone looked at the team in the street.

Instead of galloping away, the team stopped in front of a tea shed.

The original guests in the teahouse had already run away, and the owner of the teahouse came forward to meet them trembling and trembling.

"Does he want to enjoy cherry blossoms?" Ning Yunling frowned and said, "it's strange that he still has this elegant interest."

Ning Yunzhao watched Lu Yun's horse enter the teahouse.

The guards scattered around the tea shed, holding knives and standing in silence. The tea shed blocked the scene inside.

The people on the street began to walk again. Compared with the previous wanton relaxed look and action, everyone was a little more cautious. Even the children who were not sensible and rode on their parents' backs stopped crying.

Ning Yunzhao and other CHILDES also took back their sight.

"It's really disappointing." Someone whispered and greeted everyone, "let's break up, too."

Ning Yunzhao had no objection, and the party went downstairs. Ning Yunling photographed him after.

"Brother ten, what's the matter with you?" He asked in a low voice.

Ning Yunzhao was puzzled.

"What's the matter with me?" He asked.

Ning Yunling examined him.

"You've been out of spirits since you came back this time. It's quite a bit..." he said, thinking about the appropriate words and sentences to describe it. "It's quite a bit of feeling sleepy at home..."

Before he finished, Ning Yunzhao Pooh.

"You boy." He glanced. "What books have you been reading lately?"

Ning Yunling laughed.

Of course, he didn't believe that Ning Yunzhao would really be lovesick for women.

"But you really miss home this time? Do you think sister Yan Yan is getting married? Time is like water. It seems that in the blink of an eye, these little children grow up and have to go their own way..."

He took Ning Yunzhao's shoulder and went downstairs, sighing.

"... the lantern on your desk was given to you by Yanyan. You haven't brought these trivial things from home before..."

"If you don't go back for the Chinese new year this year, Yanyan will get married next year. We are just at the end of the big exam. You earn a champion and go back to give her a wedding. That's really adding luster."

"But at that time, it is estimated that no one will see the bride and groom. It all depends on you, the number one scholar."

Ning Yunzhao's footsteps gave a slight pause.

Champion?

Well, will she come too?

What is she doing now?

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Miss Jun stepped up the steps with a slight pause and looked sideways at a flower tree in her wife's yard.

It's already April, and the flowers and trees at home are in full bloom.

"Young grandma, please come in."

The two girls in front of the door opened the curtain and said respectfully.

Ganoderma lucidum looked out through the window and saw the woman walking into her wife's door.

However, she knew that the young grandmother would not stay in there for a long time and would come out in an hour at most.

Footsteps came from one side. Ganoderma lucidum quickly took back her sight and sat down on the Kang.

The door was pushed open and a servant woman came in with a food box.

"Ganoderma lucidum girl has dinner." She said with a smile.

Although she had been locked up for a month, the eldest lady didn't sell her according to the young grandmother's words, and ordered that food and clothing should not be treated harshly.

It can be seen that the wife will not embarrass her.

After all, it's the man the young master likes. The wife almost gave up a dog the young master liked.

The dishes that are not rich but exquisite and delicious are placed on several cases one by one.

"How's the young master?" Ganoderma lucidum sat down and didn't pick up the dishes and chopsticks. Instead, it asked what it would ask every day, with a worried look on its face.

"Young master, it's OK. It's a long time to wake up." The servant woman said, "it seems to be in some spirit, too."

Ganoderma lucidum tears.

"It's all my fault." She cried, "if it weren't for my young master, it wouldn't be like this."

The servant woman was used to it and filled her with soup.

"How can I blame you? It's all my fault. Even ordinary people have to be half tired to do it twice in such a short time, not to mention our young master."

She's a married woman, and it's rude and casual to talk about these things.

"It's good not to die on the spot." She said, handing the soup to ganoderma lucidum.

Ganoderma lucidum is a young girl in the end. When she hears that she looks red and lowers her head to take the bowl, she has to express her uneasiness and sadness again. The aroma of soup is pungent.

This is a pig's hand with flower glue. It's thick and can nourish the face most. The girls in the house love to eat it and it's also her favorite food, but not everyone can eat it at any time.

She ate a lot here, but I don't know what happened today. Looking at the soup bowl and smelling the aroma, she just felt sick.

Maybe I've been locked up in the house for too long.

You can't be disgusted. Isn't that a waste of your wife's kindness.

She raised her head and wanted to smile with shame and gratitude to the servant. As soon as she sipped her mouth, she felt that countless things poured in and gushed out before she could open her mouth.

The servant woman standing aside didn't react. She was splashed and screamed.

This is her best dress.

This little hoof

Ganoderma lucidum did not apologize to her, holding the Kang Table to quack up.

"Oh, girl, what's the matter with you?" The servant woman had to hold her nose and asked, "what's wrong?"

Ganoderma lucidum vomited for a while, but felt dizzy and felt a little better.

"I'm fine." She said, holding the Kang Table.

As soon as he finished, he bent over and vomited again.

The servant couldn't stand the smell in the room. Thinking that the Ganoderma lucidum was the girl ordered by the wife to be kind and liked by the young master, she hurriedly raised her feet and went out.

"Don't be afraid, Ganoderma lucidum girl. I'll go and tell my wife to invite a doctor for you." She flew out of the door.

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Note 1: Meat waist knife: Li Linfu, the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, was jealous of talents and framed Zhongliang. He was called meat waist knife. Later, meat waist knife refers to the person who plotted to frame others.