The sun is getting darker and the sky is getting darker.
When the food was ready, Shitou came and knocked on the door: "Master, it's time for dinner."
The window sash in the study room was open, and the evening breeze blew in with a chill.
Two candle lamps were lit in the room, covered with clear clouds and organza, making the candle flames translucent white.
Shen Lie sat behind the desk, holding his lips with his weak knuckles, staring blankly at the letters and open ancient books covered with paperweights on the desk.
"Master?" The knock on the door rang again, and then Shitou directly opened the study door.
Shen Lie looked up: "What's the matter?"
"Ah?" Shitou said, "Master, I thought you fell asleep on your stomach again."
"No." Shen Lie replied.
"It's time to eat," Shitou said helplessly, "Master, you've lost track of what you're reading again."
Shen Lie nodded and said, "Bring it to me, I'll eat it here."
"What kind of book are you reading?" Shitou looked at it and muttered, "It must be that kind of book again. I always read some unseemly books."
After muttering, he turned around and left unhappily.
The door was gently closed. Shen Lie looked back and looked back at the letter, still feeling shocked.
These ancient books were sent by Duke Dingguo, and most of them were collected by Miss Xia.
Occasionally she would write annotations, and her handwriting would be clear and elegant. Her calligraphy and ink would be beautiful and graceful, as delicate and graceful as the strings of an ancient piano, but it would also have the aura of opening and closing of heaven and earth, and the power of solitary smoke in the desert.
Two completely different charms are naturally integrated under her pen, coexisting with each other and creating tension.
He was attracted by this word when he first saw it, and at the same time it felt familiar. He couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
When he opened the letter from Song Qingtang today, he suddenly recalled the wooden plank he saw on Panyun Road a few months ago.
The girl said the words on it were written by herself.
Why did he carry the wooden board with him, but he compared the letter he was handed as soon as he came back. If he hadn't deliberately imitated it and worked hard to learn and copy it, the handwriting on the two would have been written by the same person. .
The momentum is the same, the rhyme is the same, and the most important thing is that habits will not deceive people, not only the writing habits, but also the wording.
But, how is it possible?
The young man raised his eyebrows, his mind was in confusion, many thoughts collided together, it was unbelievable, but he also felt that the clouds and mist were scattered, and the moon was bright in front of him.
The study door was pushed open at this time, and Shitou came in with food: "Young Master."
"Yeah." Shen Lie responded and put the letter away.
Shitou put down the food, glanced at the ancient books beside him, and muttered to himself, it was indeed these books.
While placing the dishes and chopsticks, he said casually: "Master, it's time to report to the school..."
"No rush." Shen Lie replied.
"Why are you not in a hurry? Studying is a very important thing. Fortunately, something happened this year and there will be no exams. Otherwise, the young master may have missed this year."
"Yeah." Shen Lie responded.
This perfunctory tone made Shitou really angry.
After setting up the things, Shitou excused himself and left. Before leaving, he saw that Shen Lie had no intention of moving. He was staring at the transparent silver moiré on the lampshade in a daze.
Really, what kind of book did you read?
Stone huffed.
My young master was originally a very energetic person, but after reading too many of these books, he fell into a trance like this.
The door was gently closed, and the room returned to silence.
The aroma of the food dissipated the coldness in the room, and the wind still blew from the window, ruffling the heavy hair.
After a long time, he raised his hand and gently closed the ancient book.
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The wind blew against the porch lamp and swayed.
As soon as he heard that Li Xiao was back, Mr. Cai He, who was waiting anxiously, strode through the corridors and open spaces and rushed to Lingfeng Courtyard.
The wind howled outside, and inside the house Li Xiao was shirtless, and Ye Jun was applying medicine to him.
Mr. Cai He came into the house. Seeing this situation, he came over and said, "Master, are you seriously injured?"
Li Xiao glanced at him and said calmly: "You should ask the person named Zhao about this."
"He was injured more seriously," Ye Jun said, "The young master took off his arms."
"This is amazing," Mr. Cai He said in surprise, "Young Master, he is the general of Tiancheng Camp and has a heavy army. If this starts to cause trouble, even the prince will not be able to protect you."
"Did he protect me?" Li Xiao asked.
Mr. Cai He frowned: "But Master, we need to find a solution to this matter. You are really too harsh."
"Then let's make a fuss," Li Xiao said with a cold smile, "Li Xun is leading his troops outside, and if a fuss really breaks out, who will be afraid of whom? But them, the generals of Tiancheng Camp? I ended up beating him like a bear in the street, which was embarrassing.
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Mr. Cai He looked at the black hair on his arm and said, "That being said, young master, as Mr. Ji Hong mentioned at the beginning, the last person we should not provoke openly is Zheng Guogong's Mansion."
"That's enough," Li Xiao interrupted him, "Sir, don't say any more. Once it's happened, it's happened. I've already provoked you, so what else can I do?"
Mr. Cai He paused slightly and nodded: "Okay, what the young master said is true, so let's not mention it. I came to see the young master today because I wanted to ask, what are the young master's plans for Ah Li's matter?"
Li Xiao frowned and suddenly felt even more upset.
"The commotion in the Yanyun Guards today seems to be beyond our imagination." Mr. Cai He observed his expression and said carefully, "We have worked in vain and are back to square one."
"How is Lee Dong-yeon doing now?"
"We don't know yet, he's still in the palace."
"Still in the palace?" Li Xiao raised his eyebrows, "On such a small matter, the emperor won't judge him? It caused widespread resentment among the people, and they became angry and violent. They punished him and punished him severely. He dragged it until
Now?"
"No, young master, there is chaos in the palace now," said Mr. Cai He. "Yu Shiling and Song Du have just left the palace not long ago. I heard that there was another big quarrel at the entrance of the palace. The two groups are incompatible with each other. Now
In the palace, Ouyang Jun hasn't come out yet, and so has Pan Tangfeng. It's Li Dongyan's turn, so he probably has to push back."
Li Xiao didn't have much sympathy for Yu Shiling and Song Du. He nodded casually and said, "It's a pity that Li Dongyan, he is really a useful chess piece."
"He is already useless," Mr. Cai He said, "Master, where is Ah Li? What are your plans, Master? Today in the Yanyun Guards' Mansion, she appeared alive and made the Yanyun Guards upset."
Hearing this girl's name, Li Xiao's face couldn't help but turn gloomy.
Falling short of success, he once again tasted the taste of these four words. Just like when he was in Peifeng, he had planned carefully for so long and calculated every step, leaving no room for mistakes. However, he was disrupted by the girl who suddenly appeared halfway and fell short of success.
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Today is the same. If she hadn't appeared with such fanfare, there would still be room for change.
It's a pity that he took great pains to bribe Li Dongyan's cronies, and desperately encouraged Li Dongyan to arrest a large number of girls.
It's a pity that the "interrogations" written by Mr. Cai He to frame others have become a piece of waste paper, even if they were released.
