Everyone blew the spring breeze, drank tea, ate snacks, rested for a while, and continued walking. Unexpectedly, when we came back from the orchard, there was a cement road in the north of the garden. We boarded the Yuwen car directly, and we could enjoy the scenery from the car.
The north side is relatively simple. There is a martial arts training ground, a medicine garden where Su Ji lives, a garden where Xu Wenqu lives, etc.
I got off the car and walked to the main courtyard, only to see a plaque written in front of the main courtyard with the words Yan Shiyue, "True Jin Wan".
Everyone: "..."
Xu Mingxiu asked: "What does this mean?"
Yan Shiyue said: "Oh! Because Ajing's surname is Huo, my surname is Yan, Huo Yan, isn't it a flame? Real gold is not afraid of fire, and..." She coughed, and said without saying that she is stronger than gold.
: "That's what I named it anyway."
She also felt that her idea was quite unique, so she put her hands behind her back and looked at everyone with a smile, but she saw that they all looked like "This is the only failure of this hospital."
Yan Shiyue said: "How about you give me another one?"
"No need," Huo Qijing said with a smile: "There is no need to get up here, I don't have to be particular about where I live."
All the old men understood.
It wasn't until after dinner that Yan Shiyue asked: "Shall we go to the front study to write?"
The fourth prince said: "Go to your study and have a look."
"My study..." Yan Shiyue frowned: "It can't accommodate so many people."
"I want to take a look," the fourth prince said, "to see how much progress you have made recently."
Yan Shiyue held his forehead.
In fact, other people also wanted to take a look. After all, the best place to get to know someone is the study.
Yan Shiyue had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, but you are not allowed to laugh at me."
Naturally, a few people said no, so she took them to the study.
In fact, the large study room in the front is equivalent to Huo Qijing's reception room. It is large and spacious, and the back is a place where the two of them can read by themselves.
As soon as you enter the door, there are lounge chairs, cushions, pillows, futons everywhere, whatever makes you feel comfortable.
Hanging on the wall are pictures of Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty returning home, a picture of the Yue family rolling in, and a picture of Huo Qijing painted by Prince Chun.
Looking at the bookshelf again, even Xu Xiang couldn't help but let out a sigh.
There is a wall full of story books.
You know, in addition to those in the world, Jinyuan Liyuan received the imperial edict and sent her a few books every half month. She liked the good ones and asked people to reward them from time to time. There were more and more books, and the books became longer and longer...
…I’m afraid there are thousands or tens of thousands of copies, it’s simply spectacular.
In the entire Dayan Dynasty, she definitely had the most talkative places.
The military books that Huo Qijing read, as well as some relatively orthodox books, were all squeezed into a small bookshelf in the corner, almost nothing.
With a study like this, many people can't afford to leave for a while.
The fourth prince frowned and said, "You still only read this kind of book! Even if you read some travel notes, it would be better!"
She pouted and poked Huo Qijing.
Huo Qijing said: "Fourth brother, this is just Fuyan's little hobby, it's harmless."
She poked the prince again.
The prince then said: "Silang, these books were written by my father to Jinyuan Liyuan for Fuyan to read. Fuyan's talent is not in poetry and books, so it doesn't matter if you read them."
When the prince spoke, the fourth prince could not refute, so he turned around and said, "Yes."
Everyone exchanged a few vague glances.
Then he withdrew and went to the large study room in the front.
When it came time to get down to business, Yan Shiyue couldn't get in any words.
I saw a group of old scholars, middle school students and junior scholars, each quoting scriptures and arguing with their heads shaking.
To be honest, for the first time, she discovered that Lin Fujian was quite talented. Although she couldn't understand some of them, she could tell that he had refuted people.
Then a group of people kept talking for an hour without writing.
Yan Shiyue thought worriedly... Wouldn't it be impossible to finish writing in one day? Wouldn't that mean it would be troublesome again?
Fortunately, after a while, these people started to write.
Sun Xuancheng's handwriting is elegant, while Chen Ge is good at running script, Lin Fujian is good at cursive script, Xu Xiang is good at poetry, and Prince Chun is good at calligraphy and painting. In short, this group of people is really powerful.
The name of the garden, poems and wall inscriptions were all solved.
Moreover, everyone has long beards. Do you want your brain to be so easy to use? I just took a trip and remembered it clearly.
Yan Shiyue was so dizzy after hearing this that she couldn't help but said, "Speak slowly, I can't tell which is which."
Yan Shirui grabbed her sleeve and pushed her out: "Get out of the way and stay out of the way. Don't worry, someone will remember."
She looked at Huo Qiyang, who had been silent, and gave him a look that said, "Leave it to you." Huo Qiyang nodded.
When everyone was finally sent away, Yan Shiyue was extremely tired, mainly because of her heart.
Then the tailor-made lady who had made an appointment came over to measure them. Yan Shiyue opened her hand for measurement and asked, "Axiu, have you taken it?"
"I took it," Linlang said, "I've already measured it."
"Okay," Yan Shiyue said, "call her over later. I have something to ask her."
After a pause, he added: "Don't forget to measure Mr. Xu and Si Nian... A Yang will do a lot more, he will grow taller!"
Linlang agreed.
After a while, Tang Xiu came over, and Yan Shiyue told her what happened yesterday, saying at the same time: "Anyway, I let her go. What do you think now?"
Tang Xiu hesitated for a moment.
Tsk, if you hesitate, there is a way.
Yan Shiyue smiled and said: "Actually, there are only a few of them, they are all good people. Except for Huonan, they are all bachelors. Do you like any of them?"
Tang Xiu shook his head and whispered sheepishly: "I don't like it."
Yan Shiyue was about to speak when he suddenly found her wringing her hands.
Huh?? No! This girl has a crush on someone, right?
She deliberately said: "What about your junior brother? He hasn't said goodbye yet?"
"Master, no!" Tang Xiu quickly shook his head: "Junior brother Gu Xiao, you look like a playboy!"
Yan Shiyue puffed and hahaha: "Yes, he does not look like a good person. He is a bit of a peacock, but he is actually quite a good person."
Tang Xiu continued to wring her hands, bit her lips, and her ears turned red.
Yan Shiyue raised his eyebrows and pinched her face with a smile: "What's the matter, you still don't want to tell me? Your master, I'm not a kind person. If you continue to mess with me, I will marry you casually!"
Tang Xiu said anxiously: "Master!"
Her face turned red, and she said after a while: "It's just... on the day when Master got married, there was a person... Oh, it's actually nothing, nothing special, I just feel... Oh, it's really nothing..."
Her sentence was broken into several parts.
Yan Shiyue used the patience of an elder and listened carefully for a long time before she figured out what was going on.
At that time, several people from Tang Xiu were beating the groom with sticks, and then several people were pulling Huo Qijing. One of them, she hit him, and he smiled at her.
Yan Shiyue asked strangely: "Just one glance and it was love at first sight?"
"No," Tang Xiu whispered, "I have seen him in the embroidery workshop."
At that time, he was accompanying his parents. She was talking to someone. When she stepped back, she stepped on the air and was helped by him. Later... because the embroidery workshop can be customized, she took the initiative to help his mother knit a sweater. See you again.
twice.
Yan Shiyue asked: "What is it called?"
Tang Xiu said shyly: "I don't know."
"Didn't his mother call him that?"
Tang Xiu shook his head.
Okay, Yan Shiyue asked someone to call Huo Qijing in: "When we get married, who is holding your left arm when we get married?" (To be continued)