Chapter 623 Junior Sister’s little expert in checking posts [5k4, please vote for me!]
"Thank you girl, how long do you want to keep whispering?"
"It's not a whisper, it's about business."
"Is there something serious that I cannot hear? Is it possible that Xian'er is not suitable? I always find it strange that the three of you are staying in the same room and still warming wine to drink...
"Well, actually, I can also drink some. I can dip my fingers in it and have a taste. Xiaoxuan gave me a taste of rhubarb wine before. It's really exciting..."
"Xian'er? Senior brother said that you are hundreds of years old, what kind of old fairy are you..." She said in a clear and gentle voice: "No, you can't drink. Senior brother said that when you drink alcohol, you will burp easily and look back.
Lingmo smells like alcohol."
"He is the most wicked of all."
"Shh, someone's coming, put your head back."
The stairwell of Xunyang Prince's Mansion, Meiyingzhai and Zhulou.
Xie Lingjiang followed the example of his elder brother, holding his sleeves with both hands. The palms in his sleeves pressed the little girl's little head in Confucian attire that was lying down, and gently rubbed it.
The noble lady Xie walked down the stairs with her back straight, carrying the small ink essence in her sleeves, and passed by a group of maids carrying books in the yard.
The little maid with a bun face was instructing the maids to place the books brought from outside in the designated places.
"Hey, where are you going, Miss Xie?" Cai Shou asked curiously.
As she spoke, her eyes moved slightly downward, glanced, and then quickly returned to the straight line.
"Go back next door to get something." Xie Lingjiang said softly: "Sister Guoer asked you to finish moving this batch of books and rest first. We will continue in the evening. Let everyone evacuate the yard first."
"Okay."
"I'm busy."
Cai Shou watched the graceful back of Miss Xie, who had a dignified and graceful temperament, disappearing at the entrance of the courtyard.
She looked down at her unobstructed toes and sighed.
There was a hint of envy in his eyes.
"Miss Xie has such a beautiful figure. She is indeed the noble daughter of the Xie family in Chen County."
Ordinary girls, as long as they are a little bit pretty, are good at dressing up and highlighting some of their advantages through outfits or makeup.
No matter how refined and smart you are, you know how to cut a set of clothes that fit your figure and are made of high-quality fabrics to specifically highlight your figure.
It's all just petty intrigues and petty comparisons between little girls.
But according to Cai Shou's long-term observation, it is found that Miss Xie is different. Not only does she not highlight it, but she can also see that she is trying hard to hide this big, no, special talent.
For example, make the fabric of the chest wrap tighter, or wear clothes of the same color, such as bright red clothes, to bid farewell to the sense of hierarchy and visually cover up your broad mind.
It can be seen that she is really trying hard to hide it, but the nutrition is excessive. Well, it seems to be in line with what the young lady often teases, the way of human beings is to make up for the deficiency.
Especially Mrs. Xie's speech is serious, clear and pleasant.
She lacks the reckless and impulsive temperament that she had in red clothes when we first met her in Longcheng, and has more of a woman's exclusive charm.
However, some things are still reserved. For example, the eyebrows are still strong and upright, giving people a sense of awe and inviolability.
So Cai Shou and the other maids were a little respectful and afraid of this young lady Xie.
It's just that Miss Xie's figure makes them unable to help but look at her more.
This kind of sense is a bit contradictory. I clearly know that Miss Xie is a very upright and upright young lady, a lady from Bailudong Academy.
But the maids in the yard always couldn't help but wonder what Miss Xie looked like in private in front of Mr. Ouyang, and whether she had the attitude of a little daughter...
How did Xie Lingjiang know that Li Guo'er's personal maid was so fond of random thoughts and reading short stories?
She walked back to Yilanxuan's yard.
First, the maids in the yard were sent out for some reason.
Except for Li Guo'er, Yan Liulang and other close friends, it would be best for Little Mo Jing not to be seen by anyone else.
Especially not letting the female officials of the Control Yuan outside know about it.
Seeing the person leaving, Miaosi couldn't bear the stuffiness in his sleeves, so he burrowed out.
"Xie Yatou, it's so weird, it's really weird. The more you think about it, the three of you are in the same room, the weirder it gets. The main reason is that Xie Yatou, you are too simple, and you can't play with the little Rongzi who likes to cause trouble. That pretty little one named Li
The princess is the same, her eyes always look at you two, and she doesn’t know what she is hiding in her heart. She always feels that she is not a little white rabbit, so you have to be careful."
She stuck out her little head and began to give instructions in detail.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Lingjiang shook his head:
"We really want to talk about business, it would be weird if a little kid like you was included in the conversation."
"Why is this fairy so weird? Doesn't this fairy look like a person who talks about business?"
Xie Lingjiang Su's hands were spread flat in front of her belly. Miao Si stood on her hands and raised her little head, but found that Xie Lingjiang's face could not be seen and her vision was blocked.
The sun happened to be shining at this moment, and it was high in the sky. Little Mo Jing only felt that there was a shadow above his head, blocking the sunlight and even more airtight.
It happens to be a good place for shade.
Miao Si didn't expect it either, and his little face couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Above, Xie Lingjiang, whose expression was unclear, seemed to be shaking his head.
"Let's flip through the book and talk about the past Northern and Southern Dynasties. You won't be interested."
"Southern and Northern Dynasties? I am familiar with this fairy, but I really have no interest in it. It is not as good as the peaceful era. You have enough to eat and have nothing to do, recalling the chaos of war... By the way, Xie girl, I have met a lot of your old Xie family.
People, why do you think you Jiangzuo family likes to raise geese?"
Wonderful thinking, after saying that, he turned around and leaned in Xie Lingjiang's arms, putting something on the back of his head to get into a comfortable position.
But because I was too short, not only was there no cushion, my little head was also pressed down.
I suddenly felt a heavy pressure that I should not bear at this age.
She turned back, looked up, and marveled: "But I have never noticed before that your old Xie family is so well-nourished and has such a good fertility..."
"What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense."
In the middle of Miao Si's sigh, Xie Lingjiang knocked him on the head.
She turned her head, danced her fists and shouted:
"Originally, it's hard to say in terms of literary talent, but Xie Yatou, you are... in terms of good fertility, you are definitely at the forefront of so many Metabolic girls. It is impossible to say that in the future, you will be the same as the Xie girl who was famous for singing Xu a hundred years ago.
Same thing, I want to leave my name in history... No, no, no, no, please don't cover my mouth..."
Xie Lingjiang didn't show any anger on his face and said softly:
"Elder brother is right, sometimes I really should tear your mouth apart."
She covered the petite figure of the little girl in Confucian attire with both hands, placed it on the table, bent down again, brought her pretty face close to her, and whispered:
"Okay, stay well in my yard. I asked someone to bring some white geese back from Jingyiting. They put them in cages and let them deliver them later. But don't pull them out again later.
The ground is covered with goose feathers.”
"No, I have to take it out on them. Hey, it would be great if the merits were attached to Xiao Rongzi. If there really are merits in the world."
Xie Lingjiang shook her head with a smile and touched her little head.
Turn around and prepare to walk away.
"Ahem, did Xie Yatou forget something?"
Miao Si cleared her throat and asked with a straight face.
Xie Lingjiang kept moving and looking in the direction, it turned out that he was not walking out of the courtyard.
She walked back to the house, and after a while, she took out three long lacquer boxes stacked on top of each other, returned to the stone table, and placed them in front of Miao Si.
Miao Si couldn't wait to push open the sliding lid of the top lacquer box with both hands. A light ink fragrance, similar to that of a pine forest in summer, floated in the air in front of the table.
Lying quietly inside the box is a strip of Yamo that is as black as a crow's feather, rectangular in shape, with an oval top, simple and without any decoration.
There are two characters faintly engraved on it in cursive script: Lanshe.
It looks like there are three ink sticks in total.
"Hey."
Miaosi plunged into the box, wondering if she had any magical powers. The sticky ink on the ink stick did not touch her body and clothing at all. Instead, there was a steady stream of thin ink lines like phantoms emerging from the ink stick.
Out and into Xiao Mo Jingru's delicate skin as white as porcelain.
Some of them have not yet entered her white Confucian robes and Taoist priest crowns. The plain white Confucian robes and Taoist priest crowns that were originally plain in color have become more and more "clear". Just like her white porcelain skin and hair, they have become finer and finer.
Get up now.
This state is similar to the early spring vegetation growing in fast forward, becoming stronger and healthier.
Ink-colored silk threads, like phantom breath, emerged from the ink ingot, and after burrowing into Miao Si's body like earthworms, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the ink ingot seemed to gradually shrink in size.
"Lan She, Wu Jue, Song Shi... Not bad, not bad. It has to be your Xie family of Chen County. There are all famous Yamo dishes of this level handed down from generation to generation. They are delicious, and the cooking is really good."
The little ink master was so happy that he almost jumped up. He opened the three paint boxes one by one and saw all the treasures in his family.
"And at first glance, it is hidden in a high cabinet, full of scholarly atmosphere... Is it in the study left by an ancestor of the Xie family in Chen County, or in the secret vault of the clan, where it has been treasured for a long time?"
Xie Lingjiang nodded and said softly: "I asked my aunt to get it from Wuyi Lane. She said that an uncle who loves to make ink still wanted to give it up."
"Of course I'm reluctant to leave you. Except for Xie Yatou and your aunt, your Chen County Xie family was stingy in the past. When I lived in your Wuyi Lane last time, I was so smart and courageous that I didn't even sneak into your family's secret vault.
It’s so deep.”
Xie Lingjiang was helpless: "Elder brother is right, Xiao Miao, you do have dirty hands and feet and like to steal people's things."
"Who said, what is stealing?"
The little ink master, who felt very guilty, was turning his back to Xie Lingjiang, eating ink in a lacquer box. Hearing this, he immediately turned around.
Miao Si scratched her neck and said:
"It was because the follower was useless that I had to go hunting on my own. That follower was the most useless at the time. Well, Xiaoxuan was better than that follower. At least Xiaoxuan would bring some Han Lei Mo to me from time to time.
The leftovers from Zhai are back, but I’m still not full... burp~"
She burped, covered her mouth, and muttered:
"But Xiaoxuan didn't have enough to eat. She didn't starve me intentionally. This is called sharing blessings and sharing hardships. Xiaoxuan is fine. It would have been better if she didn't go back to practice Taoism with Niubi of Shangqing Sect.
"
"Yes, it's a pity that Xiaoxuan is not here."
Xie Lingjiang's tone was full of regret, and he said softly:
"What do you want to eat? Tell me and I will get it for you. No more stealing."
"It's not stealing, it's hunting, hunting! Do you understand that this means looking for food by yourself, thank you girl?"
Xie Lingjiang tilted his head slightly: "The reincarnation of heaven, don't let others hunt you."
"How is that possible?"
Miao Si didn't take it seriously and waved her little hand:
"The big white goose is no match for me. As for the others, my followers can take a little action. Generally speaking, the combination of me and my followers is invincible. Unless the enemy comes from the sky, they will kill each other randomly. Now
The little Rongzi has some potential.
"However, I have to wait for my guidance, but he is always a little unreasonable. However, for the sake of Xie Yatou being so virtuous and considerate, let's give him a chance to be my follower. My follower can save lives at critical moments.
."
"Who's life to save?"
"Of course I am the fairy who saved him." Miao Si rolled her eyes and thanked Lingjiang.
Looking at the little Mo Jing in front of him with her hands on her hips and her talk, Xie Lingjiang was a little confused as to how she survived.
What should I do if I encounter a hard problem? Do I have to rely on words?
"So full. The most filling thing ever."
Miao Si touched her bulging belly, lay in the paint box to bask in the sun, and sighed.
Xie Lingjiang walked over, gave her a bowl of spring water, put it on the table, and said softly:
"Then I'll leave first. Senior brother and sister Guo'er are still waiting for me. You can wait here."
"Go, go, go back quickly. They live alone in the same room. On weekdays, one and two of them are very jealous. Look at it, Xie Yatou. From now on, Xie Yatou, you can only go see them at noon. Others
The time period doesn’t work.”
"Why is this?" Xie Lingjiang was curious.
"Because something will happen sooner or later." Little Mo Jing looked serious.
"..."
Xie Lingjiang's tone was helpless:
"Okay, you go ahead and play. You've eaten a lot of ink this time. When you go back, you should listen to your senior brother's words and help him produce more spiritual ink. He seems to be in great need recently..."
"You are the one who needs it most."
Miao Si interrupted and shook his head.
"Thank you, girl, you are already a sixth-grade sage. The spiritual ink can very well assist your qi refining skills. It turns out that it is better for you to let me give all the spiritual ink to the stinky man."
Xie Lingjiang calmed down and said in a gentle voice: "You have to listen to him, you know."
"No, no." Miao Si raised her head proudly: "He is not yet at the seventh level, and he doesn't know why he wants Lingmo. He seems to be doing something secretly. I don't know what evil he is holding back. Fortunately, thank you girl for your bribe.
, otherwise I will definitely defeat Xiao Rongzi’s conspiracy.”
Xie Lingjiang touched Miaosi's head and said patiently and softly:
"Elder brother must have a reason for doing this. Please cooperate well. If you are really hungry later, you can bear it. Come to my place and eat some more good ink. Don't worry, I will tell my elder brother to bring you here."
"Why does it feel like an affair? It's a pity that Xie Yatou, you have a man." Miao Si turned over, propped up her chin with both hands, and asked her outside the box curiously:
"But why did Xie Yatou secretly bring it to me and not tell Xiao Rongzi what to do?"
At this point, the little Mo Jing curled his lips:
"Hmph, every time he brings Han Lei Mo ingots to ask for credit, they can only be regarded as rations, especially if he eats too much. Thank you for the good things you brought, hehe. I feel that Ling Mo has brewed a lot, not bad, not bad.
."
"That's good." Xie Ling Jiang Yanran smiled.
Miao Si suddenly said:
"Miss Xie, please don't be moved by yourself. You have to tell him that you are good to him. It's not that you want to ask him for a debt, but you can't pay for it in vain. Do you understand? It doesn't matter whether it's high or low... you also have to make an IOU. As for you human men and women,
, that is to sign a marriage contract, otherwise the big pig’s trotters will take it for granted.”
Xie Lingjiang seemed to lower his head and thought for a while, and finally said nothing. He silently cleared the stone table and turned around to leave.
"By the way, I forgot to report Xiao Rongzi's recent performance to Xie Yatou."
Miao Si watched her back, suddenly tilted her head and spoke.
Not far away, Xie Lingjiang paused and said nothing, as if waiting for her to continue.
"Humph, I know that Xie Yatou is the most concerned about you, but you are too embarrassed to ask, are you afraid that you are supervising him? You obviously think so, but you refuse to admit it. It is really duplicity. If you act like this, you will suffer a big loss.
Especially when you meet the most evil little soldier." She hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.
Xie Lingjiang turned around and glared at her.
Miao Si shrunk his head and turned to say seriously:
"Don't worry, Xiao Rongzi has been very honest at home recently. He goes out early and comes back late every day. Although sometimes he comes back a little late in the evening and has dinner out, he has never stayed out overnight. Judging from the solemn look on his face every time he comes back, he should
I was busy with official duties and came back after working overtime.
“I didn’t bring any messy women home, and the money-owed-faced fairy from the Oversight Yuan didn’t come back again.
"Except for being a bit sick, Xiao Rongzi has been doing well recently. Occasionally, I find him hiding in the study alone at night, feeling bad. I don't know who is so unlucky that he will miss him..."
After saying that, Miao Si patted her chest and said, "Anyway, don't worry. With me here, bad women will never get in. I will help Xie girl and keep an eye on her."
After Miao Si finished speaking, Xie Lingjiang pursed her lips and turned back, as if she hadn't heard anything. She reminded her with a normal expression:
"Don't run around, wait until senior brother and I come back."
"Oh, let's go, let's see what they are doing upstairs."
Miao Si waved goodbye.
After Xie Lingjiang left.
She happily ate Yamo alone for a while.
There was no one in the courtyard and it was silent.
After a while, a maid came in and brought in several cages of big geese.
"Whoosh", when someone walked in, the figure of the little girl in Confucian dress on the table had disappeared, and in the lacquer box that had lost its elegant ink, an identical ink ingot appeared again.
The maids did not pay attention to the ink ingots in the lacquer box. They put the goose cages and left one after another. In the lacquer box, the "ink ingots" moved slightly. In the next breath, they would change back and start riding the goose to pluck feathers.
Just then.
"Meow~"
On the wall of Meiyingzhai, a white lightning flashed down, "swishing" parkour, as if entering an uninhabited land.
On the table, there was a "pop" and the paint box vibrated.
Miao Si looked up in confusion and saw a furry paw resting on the edge of the box.
"You...what do you want to do?"
The little cat's head popped up, looking at the "talking ink ingot", and tilted his head in confusion.
"The big goose belongs to me!" Miao Si immediately shouted in alarm.
There is a kind: meow?
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"Why are you peeking at this princess?"
"I'm not looking at Your Highness, I'm flipping through a book."
"You'd better be flipping through a book."
"But if Your Highness the Princess doesn't look at me, how do you know that I look at Your Highness the Princess?"
"I can feel it in my peripheral vision."
"It's just my peripheral vision down there."
"Are you sure it's Yu Guang?"
"Afterglow."
On the third floor of the Zhu Building, in a study room filled with new books, Li Guo'er and Ouyang Rong stared at each other for a while.
Ouyang Rong thought for a moment and pointed to the table:
"Why don't Your Highness read these poems and poems sent to His Highness a few times?"
"If you don't read it, it's obviously written perfunctorily by you. It's boring. It's just some jade plates, round gods and the like. It's a mess."
Ouyang Rong sighed.
Li Bao'er walked to the table. There was a small stove on the table, warming the wine.
She lowered her eyes, poured a glass of wine, and took a sip alone. Her face and emotions could not be clearly seen, and her tone was cold:
"The gifts have been quite frequent recently. Mr. Ouyang, please keep it in check and show your courtesy for nothing. You won't have another hairpin for me to wear, right? You are too private..."
Before Ouyang Rong could speak, there was light footsteps coming from the stairs, and someone approached.
"What are you talking about? What about hairpins? Senior brother, sister Guo'er, what are you two talking about?"
Xie Lingjiang walked into the study room holding a stack of hardcover ancient books and asked curiously.
The atmosphere was quiet and no one answered.
Xie Lingjiang looked around and saw that one of them was warming wine and the other was flipping through a book, neither of them squinting.
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