It was late at night, and there were still lights on in a courtyard hidden behind the garden.
"The pride is still smiling foolishly."
After Xiao Chong finished writing the last word "laugh", he put down his pen and looked at the poem on the paper quietly.
If we say how brilliant this poem is, it is not necessarily true. Compared with other seven-character and five-character poems that Lin Wanwan has recited, the gap is not small.
But the unrestrained Jianghu flavor between the lines is really catchy. If you didn't know that the person who wrote this poem was a woman, just looking at the lyrics and music, you would definitely think that it was the masterpiece of a middle-aged Jianghu knight.
After watching silently for a while, and recalling the tune, Xiao Chong smiled slightly, with an incomprehensible expression.
"Mr. Lang, it's late at night. Let's rest. We'll see Mr. Huang tomorrow." Shuqi, who was standing guard, advised him.
Xiao Chong turned around and said: "It's really late, go to bed."
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On the carriage back home, Lin Wanwan told her two curious cousins that the powder she used today was made by herself. If they liked it, she would make some as a gift to them when she had some free time, which made them extremely happy.
Speaking of which, I have already obtained an extremely precious piece of honey soap, so I shouldn’t ask for anything more. However, who can refuse a new powder with extremely powerful beautifying effects. For this powerful and generous cousin, the two of the Xiao family
The daughter-in-law is completely in love with her.
Returning to the courtyard where she lived, Lin Wanwan, with the help of Yun Shang, simply used hot water to scrub the sleeping little Qingyu, put her into bed, and then said to Yun Shang next to her: "You have been tired for a long time today.
, go down and rest, it’s enough for Huanong to sleep outside and watch the night.”
"Here." Upon hearing this, Yun Shang bowed to Lin Wanwan and retreated silently.
After she and the sleeping little Qingyu were the only ones left in the room, Lin Wanwan calculated the time. It was about nine o'clock in the Tang Dynasty now, but in modern times it was seven o'clock in the morning. She didn't know where she would appear when she traveled back in time.
where.
Arriving from Luan County to Qiantang, Lin Wanwan was not sure whether the time and space coordinates would be refreshed at such a small distance, and if so, where would they be refreshed? Don't travel all of a sudden to the public, that would be a big deal.
.
After thinking silently for a while, Lin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and begged all kinds of gods in a low voice, whether it worked or not, for psychological comfort. Then she put on the mask she had prepared a long time ago, then opened the space-time door, gritted her teeth,
Weared it through.
After the strong light passed, Lin Wanwan opened her eyes, looked around, and her heart finally relaxed. This was a dense forest. Fortunately, there was no one around, and there were no cameras in the visible corners.
, but it’s more difficult than no one else. After all, modern society monitors almost every step.
"Sure enough, it is no longer the room at home when I left. It seems that the distance from Luan County to Qiantang is enough for the space-time gate to refresh once." Lin Wanwan secretly said, "Normally speaking, this should be the geographical correspondence with the Tang Dynasty.
It’s the remaining city, but where is this place?”
Lin Wanwan was thinking as she slowly found a direction and walked forward. At the same time, she was constantly observing the surrounding environment to see if there were any cameras.
After walking for about five minutes, she walked onto the artificial cement road. At the same time, she also saw the first camera. She just didn't quite understand where she was now, but it didn't matter, she could always encounter it when she walked along the road.
People, just ask for directions.
In fact, the situation was better than she thought. Not long after walking, she saw the first road sign and figured out her location. It turned out that she had traveled to Yongjin Park, just beside the West Lake.
The location of Datang is not far apart.
After knowing the location, Lin Wanwan felt much more relaxed. The Sofitel hotel she booked was right by the West Lake. She could just walk there, which saved her the trouble of taking a taxi.
Although her mobile phone did not travel with her because electronic products are particularly easy to break when entering the time and space gate, she had already made complete preparations.
The hotel had been booked a long time ago, and her gift had been couriered from Yongcheng to the hotel front desk two days ago. Now, she had an ID card and a hundred-yuan bill in her bag, the latter for taking a taxi.
Yeah, I didn't expect that I was very lucky and didn't use it.
From Yongjin Park to the Sofitel Hotel, it was only across the road. It was very close. Lin Wanwan found the place after asking her aunt who was exercising in the morning for directions.
She took out her ID card, paper green code and nucleic acid certificate at the hotel gate. After entering, Lin Wanwan went straight to the front desk to identify herself, took back her salute, entered her password, opened her suitcase and got her mobile phone.
Because it was already the end of the Spring Festival holiday and the hotel was not full of people, Lin Wanwan did not have to wait until two o'clock in the afternoon. She could check in in advance and get the room card directly.
After entering the hotel, Lin Wanwan put aside her salute and, as usual, first checked every corner of the room to see if there were any hidden cameras or anything like that - although the probability of this happening in a five-star hotel was relatively small, it was still possible.
You must be on guard against any eventuality.
After the examination, Lin Wanwan took a hot bath comfortably. It must be said that the bathroom environment in ancient times is incomparable with modern times, even in the aristocratic homes of the Tang Dynasty.
After blow-drying her hair, Lin Wanwan sat on the sofa chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and checked her phone. As usual, she first responded to some WeChat messages, then checked the news, and then clicked on the "One-hour home delivery" option on the shopping website and selected
I ordered a box of cherries and several other seasonal fruits from a fruit stall near my home.
After eating the cherries from the Tang Dynasty at Magistrate Lu's house yesterday, she couldn't help but sigh that the people of the Tang Dynasty had no taste for it. The taste was far different from that of cherries. Xiao Chong had given it to her once before.
, not as bad as yesterday.
So as soon as she returned to modern times, she couldn't help but buy a box of juicy and sweet cherries and take them back to Datang later.
Speaking of Magistrate Lu, Lin Wanwan reopened the Xiao family genealogy information stored in her mobile phone to read the information about Xiao Chong's cousin, Mrs. Lu.
The impression this Mrs. Lu left on Lin Wanwan was not very good, but since her maternal grandfather's family all cared about this woman, it was necessary for her to get to know her better.
Soon, she found information about Mr. Xiao.
"Hey, this person is the granddaughter of Xiao Cong, the Emperor of Liang Jing. Although the title of emperor was posthumously granted by his nephew Xiao Mian, the emperor is the emperor. With such a big background, it's no wonder that the Xiao family looks so domineering."
Lin Wanwan murmured a few words and then complained: "But no matter how domineering you are, all brothers and nephews can have names, but only the woman is recorded with the word 'Xiao'."
Lin Wanwan suddenly felt bored. As a woman, it is a thousand times more difficult for a woman to leave a name in history than it is for a man. Only the best among men, such as Emperor Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er, can truly leave a name in history.
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Today’s second update is in the morning. I had so many things to do during the day that I didn’t even have time to write a book.