It's late at night here and now.

Su Houcang's shining golden chariot flew into Taixuan Capital and landed on Yanglu Street.

Lu Jing saluted Dazhuguo. The two of them didn't say much more. Su Houcang just waved his hand casually, and the chariot soared into the sky again and disappeared into the void.

When Dazhuguo left, he glanced at the end of Yanglu Street from a distance and shook his head. Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes became darker and darker.

Time passed by, and more than ten days passed quietly.

Naturally, Taixuanjing will not change much in more than ten days. The only difference is...

There seems to be a monster buried in Taixuan Capital. In just ten days, more than a dozen boys and girls have disappeared inexplicably.

Moreover, these boys and girls are not the children of officials, but they often have well-to-do families, and most of them have enough food and clothing on weekdays, and they have never seen any suffering.

It is precisely because of their family background that many rumors are circulating in Xuandu. If those people in Dongcheng or North City who are running around the streets in a hurry, begging for food and stealing for a living disappear, let alone the rumors, I'm afraid

No one cares at all.

Except for this matter...

Taixuan Palace issued the edict, and one month later, that is, the twentieth day of the first month of next year, the seventh prince's punishment of shutting himself up and thinking about his mistakes was finally over. The Holy Lord personally conveyed the decree, ordering the seventh prince to leave the palace and open a mansion!

This incident is actually a happy event for the people of Taixuanjing.

Royal affairs often affect the hearts of mortals. When a prince opens a palace, it is a big event even in Taixuanjing.

When the water comes, in order to show the royal majesty, the seventh prince's residence will decorate the streets, hang up lanterns, and find many singing and dancing geishas to reward the people.

Although the common people didn't know who would be visiting the seventh prince's mansion on the opening day, and how luxurious it would be.

However, they could see the performances on the street to reward them, drink some drinks and snacks from the prince's mansion, and eat some food that they couldn't eat on weekdays, and they would naturally be happy in their hearts.

Lu Jing has been following the steps for the past ten days. After studying and practicing every day, he went to the palace to teach the Thirteenth Prince and went to the library to continue his pen and ink lessons.

It's already deep winter now.

Most pedestrians on the street have already put on thick cotton-padded jackets.

On this day, Lu Jing was writing couplets in his room.

After all, the New Year is approaching, so it is not a waste of time to buy some New Year goods early and write some couplets early.

Qing Ming was waiting next to Lu Jing, polishing ink for Lu Jing while turning his head to watch Lu Jing write.

Except for the couplets prepared for my own courtyard, which were written in cursive script.

The rest of the couplets "Lu Jing" and "Lu Jing" are all written in regular script to show solemnity.

"Master Jing, I think this couplet is very well written.

Dancing phoenixes, auspicious luanans, and singing are making noise everywhere to welcome the new year. Wearing stars and moons and purple bamboos, Ning climbs high year by year."

Qing Yue read the words on the couplet in a low voice, her eyebrows filled with admiration for Lu Jing as always.

Lu Jing was already accustomed to Qing Ming's eyes. He casually handed the couplet to Qing Ming and said, "You guessed it right, this couplet is written for home.

Come on, let’s go out and post it together.”

Qingyue was wearing the famous thin cotton-padded jacket of Sanghuai Mansion. She took the couplet from Lu Jing's hand, and Lu Jing took the paste that had been cooked for a long time, and the two of them arrived at the door together.

Qingyue is gentle by nature, but after all she is a daughter with a pure mind who has never been in contact with many people.

This morning, the fog regenerated and the cold air spewed out. Qing Ming walked beside Lu Jing, slightly opening his red lips and breathing into the air, blowing out streams of hot air.

Heat suddenly appeared, and she reached out her hand again to stir up the heat, having a great time.

Lu Jing looked at the girl next to him, then at the couplet in her hand, and at the small courtyard of his house that was well taken care of by Qing Ming, and he felt more and more...

A place like this is called home.

Qingyue takes care of this place every day and waits here. He studies, practices, and eats in the main room every day. After finishing his homework every day, he always returns here without stopping. Now that the Chinese New Year is about to come, he will still know how to do it.

I was thinking about writing a few couplets and posting them on the door.

Because of so many things, this small courtyard is Lu Jing’s true home.

The two of them busily applied the paste and carefully pasted the edges of the couplet, erasing the rhythm on it.

On the door of the small courtyard, there is such a festive couplet.

"Master, why don't we criticize this couplet?"

Qingyue rolled up her sleeves, put her hands on her hips with satisfaction, and looked up and down for a long time before she could see some clues.

Lu Jingdao: "Hengpi will wait until New Year's Eve to write it down. On New Year's Eve, we will have a reunion dinner and post couplets and couplets. It will also create a festive atmosphere."

Qingming turned her head and thought for a while, feeling that what Lu Jing thought was exactly what she wanted, a warm smile appeared on her face, her eyes still lingering on the couplet.

It's at this time.

The door next door to Pei Yin's courtyard opened, and Lu Jing subconsciously thought it was Miss Hancai who heard their voices and came out to take a look.

But then they found that the person who opened the door was actually Pei Yingui, who was tall and tall in white gauze clothes, with long hair tied casually behind his back.

Pei Yingui poked his head out with obvious hesitation in his eyes.

"It's Miss Pei." Qingming looked even happier when he saw Pei Yingui: "Miss Pei, please wait a moment."

She hurried back to the house, but returned within a dozen breaths, holding another couplet in her hand.

"Miss Pei, my young master wrote this specially for your yard. The young master wrote it very seriously. In the morning, he said that he would send it to you after the ink is dry."

Qingming handed the couplet in his hand to Pei Yingui.

Pei Yingui's eyes fell on the couplet, and then he looked up and saw the festive colors at the entrance of Lu Jing's courtyard. Without hesitation, he reached out and took it.

In the past ten days, Miss Hancai often chatted with Qingyue about flowers and plants, and occasionally went shopping together.

Precisely because their relationship became better and better, they even took Qing Yue and Pei Yingui to eat together several times.

All in all, Pei Yingui is no longer so aloof than before. When he meets Lu Jing alone on weekdays, he will stop and chat with Lu Jing.

Pei Yingui spread out the couplet and looked at it carefully.

But I saw that the text on the couplet was written in regular regular script. "God's will is good at the right time."

"This place of peace of mind is my hometown."

Hengbiao: "Be happy everywhere."

When Pei Yingui saw these two lines of text, his expression suddenly froze.

, looked up at Lu Jing.

While Lu Jingzheng was taking care of the bubbles on the couplets in front of the door, he casually explained: "This couplet is not the same, it's just that I think the couplets are just expressing the vision in people's hearts, and the evenness doesn't actually matter.

"

Pei Yingui retracted his eyes and looked at the couplet for several seconds before saluting Lu Jing.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Lu Jing."

Lu Jing just turned his head and smiled at her, then turned around and was busy again.

Pei Yingui did not go back to his courtyard, but stood in front of the door and watched Lu Jing and Qing Ming working.

After a long time, Pei Yingui spoke with these hesitations and said: "In Hancai's and my hometown, in addition to posting couplets at the end of the year, we also have to hang lanterns in front of the door.

Han Cai and I have already bought some paper and bamboo materials for making lanterns. When they are ready, we will bring them to Mr. Lu Jing and Qing Ming."

Lu Jing did not refuse and just like Pei Yingui, he said "Thank you".

Pei Yingui shook his head politely, but still hesitated in his steps.

Lu Jingjing glanced at Pei Yingui, and when he saw the hesitation of this savior who usually spoke very little, he already guessed something in his mind.

It wasn't until he finally smoothed out all the glue in the couplet that he clapped his hands, wiped off the dust on his hands, and asked, "Miss Pei, what do you want to say to me?"

Pei Yingui, who was still hesitating, finally stopped hesitating when he heard Lu Jing's question. He raised his head and said, "Actually, I told Mr. Lu Jing once before that I wanted to ask Mr. Lu Jing for some help."

"But it doesn't matter." Lu Jing was quite free and easy: "Miss Pei once helped me. I have always wanted to repay her, but I have never had the right opportunity."

Pei Yingui's face was slightly red, and he glanced sideways at Qing Ming. He didn't shy away from it, and just whispered: "Hancai and I don't know many words. When we were still in our hometown, we didn't socialize with others.

That's okay.

But now that I have come to Taixuanjing, it will be inconvenient if I don’t learn some writing, so..."

Pei Yingui said this.

Lu Jing was quite surprised. Pei Yingui was like a lady from a wealthy family both in demeanor and in words. Although his temperament was a bit colder, he was quite polite in his dealings with others and in his words and deeds.

He did not expect that neither Pei Yingui nor Hancai could read.

"This matter is of course no problem. I am a library teacher myself, and I also teach pen and ink. From now on, if I spare half an hour every day, I will soon be able to master a lot of words."

"In this case, I'm sorry to bother Mr. Lu Jing."

Pei Yin returned and saluted Lu Jing, then made an appointment with Lu Jing and walked into the courtyard.

Qing Ming smiled with his eyebrows bent, and his eyes were quite complacent, as if he was saying to Lu Jing: "Look, Miss Pei can't even read, but I can already write in small regular script with hairpin flowers..."

Lu Jing rubbed Qing Ming's long hair. Just as the two were about to enter the house, a person suddenly walked slowly at the entrance of Kongshan Alley.
To be continued...