Chapter 96 Gap

After that day, I didn't see He Lan for seven or eight days in a row.

He also asked the picker to send the ice bucket, but the person disappeared. He didn't show up, which was a rare leisure for Bu Nuan. However, three or five days are still comfortable, and I can't help but worry for a long time. Hearing that the prince is going to welcome the crown princess, He Lan must feel uncomfortable! She can empathize with this.

God is destined to be friends, and even the encounters are extremely similar. She was also worried about him in private, but Lantai had a lot of gossip, and she was the only female official. She paid too much attention to him and was afraid of talking about it behind her colleagues.

The whole book of "Record of the Year's Time" was sent to the provincial council for deliberation. It was just a procedure and was sent back after a few days in the forbidden garden. The Bao Shilang probably didn't even read it again. The seal on the book was thickly hooked and sent back to Jixian College. At the same time, he sent a message and was sure to deliver it to the capital.

Lantai became busy again, and everyone stopped their work and gave priority to the preparation of the copies of the Year. This set of books is built internally, with two sets of principal and deputy. The original is included in the Xiuwen Hall of Luoyang Xinggong, and the copy is hidden in Guanwen Hall. The number of 260 rolls is not bad. Lantai removes the craftsmen of cooked paper, decoration and pens, and the rest of the compilation has about 50 or 60 grades. After sharing more than 40 volumes, even if they don't sleep, it will take more than ten days to cross.

The cloth warmed his head for a day and night, and turned back to count, and there were only nearly three volumes. She stood up and moved her muscles and bones. She felt that her brain was dull, her eyes were dry, and even looking at people were double-shadowed. She rubbed her cheeks and must grow old quickly if she goes on like this. The young girl's family can't stay up late. In the long run, she is haggard and spoils this good skin.

She was dizzy and went to wash her face to see if it was more leaky. It was early afternoon, and she didn't wait for a long time to eat. The meals of officials in the imperial city are specially arranged by the Palace Bureau, which are sent to each government office on time at noon. Lantai Jiaolou Wuwei Hall is a separate boundary for Langjuns to eat. In the early years, they shared food. Later, due to trouble, they simply shared food. Of course, the grade is different, and the meal grade is also different. The green bamboo curtain hanging high in the east of the hall, and that curtain is a dividing line. The eight couches of the curtain are placed side by side for low-level officials to eat. There are three mats and short ones at the end of the curtain, which belong to He Lan's supervisor and two secretaries. After all, rare things are the most precious thing. Later, I took care of her and added a set of seats for her. He Lan also warmly invited her to sit next to him, and always dialed some of his fine jade and gold to add vegetables to her, which made her laugh for a long time.

Looking at the main seat at this moment, there is an ominous feeling that it is empty and indescribable.

The meals were arranged, and the Wuwei hall became more and more lively. Most people turned around and entered the threshold. Colleagues looked at each other silently and wither helplessly. Dugu Shaojian asked people to put down the curtain, sent a message for everyone to sit down, and said, "After lunch, I went back to find a place to sleep. I have to do my errands and have to keep my life. Don't look back. The book hasn't been sealed yet. They all lie down.

After hearing this, everyone had some strength and complained that every time the sample book had been reviewed, they were busy in the dark. Several regular characters shook their heads, "Our Lantai is the most laborious government in the imperial city. One day we will be as busy as animals!"

Someone interfaced, "Don't mutter, who told you not to be a third-class old man!" After ten years of cold window, you have to put it outside if you don't go to the Lantai. Be a painless ninth grade, how did you have a good day!"

The sound of drinking tea soup gradually rises, and occasionally one or two people respond, "It's also better to be a county lieutenant in Beijing than to be a county lieutenant in a foreign port." He asked for a moment, "Haven't the supervisor Shi Jin'er come yet? What day is it? There has never been a custom of not showing up for so long!"

"I went home yesterday and saw him passing by Xiuchunfang. Saying hello to him, he rode on the horse and ignored people, and suddenly passed by.

No one answered later, and it's not good to talk nonsense about Shangfeng. He Lan is used to being unruly. In fact, to put it seriously, there is nothing to discuss. It's nothing more than a ridiculous attack. I don't know where to have fun again.

After eating a meal without itching, Dugu Shaojian and another Shaojian surnamed Ma did not speak. They are all college students, and they are more calm than ordinary people. Taishiling is not here, and their job is to provoke Lantai to make it work normally. It's not a day or two that He Lan doesn't ask questions. It's the same whether she is there or not. After getting used to nature, I don't care about private words.

Dugu Shaojian was very tired. His eyes were full of blood and tears in the wind. While tying his scarf, he warmed up the cloth, "After a while, I asked someone to move things to the room behind the matching hall. The supervisor would have told me that I would arrange another place for you. This time, I forgot it when I turned my feet. You have been living in the attic for more than 20 days. It's strangely hot there. I'm sorry.

Bu Nuan smiled and said, "Young supervisor is polite, there is nothing wronged. I have been taken care of when I came to Lantai. Don't you know how to be praised again?

Dugu Shaojian is a modest person and nodded, "Don't say polite words. Go back and take a good nap first. It's important to put things in one place, and I'll send someone there when I get a break.

Bu Nuan thanked him and waited for someone to go far away and go back to the attic. What can't be cleaned up is also outside the outside, and now I just want to rest. I'm exhausted and sleepy, and I'm stuck in bed.

I slept well. In the past, I thought it was too bright to sleep during the day, but now I don't have this delicate lady's temper. Not to mention the high sun, even if I put her outside in the open air, she can still sleep.

I don't know how long it took. When I woke up, I had arrived at Shen Zheng. The sun turned west and shone diagonally into the house and shone on the bluestone bricks. The lotus highlights the outline and blooms from the dust.

She opened her eyes and sat behind the case, wearing the Duke's public uniform, with a golden jade belt on her waist, and was dipped in Mo Fen's writing.

She stood up and muttered, "How long has it been? Quietly watch what's going on with people sleeping!"

He tightened his hands and didn't even raise his eyelids. As he wrote, "Who wants to see you sleep? It's nothing more than an ugly look!" I copied the book for you, and you didn't thank me, but you came to make up for me!"

Duke Zhou is frivolous, but he looks good when he writes. His back is straight, and his face is rarely calm. Sitting under the half-open threshold window, the ribbon behind the hat drooped and drifted by the wind. He really looked like a diligent and thrifty weak scholar.

Bu Nuan leaned on the bed and came back to her senses. After sleeping for a long time, she felt dizzy. She moved her forehead to look at him. Although she was grateful for his help, she didn't forgive her. She sneered, "Don't copy it. You have to worry me when you turn back."

Helan's words are as beautiful as his people, and the dense fly-headed small regular script are neat and beautiful. She sighed on the side, "You don't have to participate in the trial. This good hand is wasted. Heroes are useless!"

"Poor mouth!" After writing, he put down his pen and shook his wrist. "Why don't you pour me tea to drink? Do you want to kill me?"

Bu Nuan despised his bad virtues, but he still sold his face and gave him a cup of water. Seeing his loose face, he asked him carefully, "Superintendent, where have you been these days?"

His charming eyes were silky, and he held his jaw loosely and said, "Do you care about me so much? You said that we are facing each other day and night. You won't fall in love with me, will you? In this way, don't call me to supervise history, see more! Call me to live or Minzhi, it's all done.

He is lively on the surface, but he is actually the least confident in his bones. Although he is usually open-mouthed, he is speechless when he really faces the people who are important.

She has been with him for a while, not to mention that she knows him, but she still knows something about his fierce temper. She gave him a fierce look, "It's hot, are you dizzy?"

He smiled with a cup in his arms, "I know you look down on me. Who else is there in your eyes now besides Shen Rong? Don't forget me, the big media!"

"Nonsense!" She blushed and said, "Will you die if you are serious?"

He changed his expression, "Then I'll be serious about telling you something. You must be happy to hear that."

It seems to come out of his mouth, nothing more than something loving. She expected that he was going to tease her again, so she ate and said, "What's the matter?"

He leaned at her, "What does the girl think all day? You blush before I say it, which shows that you are not ashamed!"

She became more and more uncomfortable, "Where did I blush? There is something wrong with your eyes!"

"I will be stingy!" He shook the fan in one hand and dialed the file on the desk with the other hand. "After a while, "Record of the Year's Time" will go to Luoyang, and I will escort the car. If you are more polite to me, I can take you there with me. You can also find some time for you to go home to visit the two adults.

Bu Nuan was ecstatic when he heard the words, "Are you telling the truth? Superintendent..." Her eyes were red, and God knew how much she misses her! After two months in Chang'an, I only had letters and exchanges with Luoyang. A Niang knew that she had entered the palace and must have broken her heart. She choked, "Thank you, you are really a living Bodhisattva!"

He Lan shook her hand incessantly, "Don't cry and wipe away tears. I'm just raising my hand. How can I be a Bodhisattva!" He crossed his waist and turned his face. "I feel dizzy when I see tears. You wipe them dry quickly."

Although he was impatient, she was very happy and quickly turned to the case to polish the pen. He Lan leaned on and asked, "Why are you roaring?"

She divided the paper in her hand and said with a smile, "I want to copy it faster and finish it early, so that I can go back to Luoyang to see my parents as soon as possible."

He leaned against the desk and said, "What's good about you! No matter how fast you are, it is still useless for others to drag it. Be steady and don't get sick from fatigue. He looked at her and shook his head, "You look like Minyue! The same impatiness can't hide things on his face.

She still heard him mention He Lanminyue for the first time. The He Lan family and the Li family have an inextricable relationship, and it is a mess to talk about it carefully. She was afraid that he would be more careful and try not to show curiosity. She lowered her eyes and said casually, "Are you talking about Mrs. Wei?"

He hummed for a long time. His family was disgraceful. Although it was prominent for a while, few of them really looked up to them. Mother and sister are spoiled by their uncle, and any man will feel ashamed. He remembered the obedient sister, who was actually innocent. He only hated his mother, took her in and out of the palace for glory and wealth, and recommended her to the lustful and incompetent man. What if the mother and daughter work together and earn the title of a lady of the country? Nowadays, when it comes to the time when it is necessary to choose, we should still be the martyrdom of power.

He sighed faintly, "Nuan'er, I will definitely not have a good end in the future. Do you believe it?"

She raised her head in panic, "How do you say that? You are the nephew of the queen, and your mother's family is the closest. When the sky falls, there is a queen protecting you.

He laughed at himself, "Don't you know that falling from a high place is many times heavier than himself. The amazing weight is enough for me to smash to pieces. As for the queen... Who do you think is more important, son or nephew? What's more, those in power in ancient times are all alone. If family affection is useless, they will also be abandoned.

His tone was sad, and he probably got some bad news! Or did the matter between him and the prince be helped and let the queen know? She felt uncomfortable and didn't know how to comfort him, so she had to say, "You're fine. If you don't make mistakes, others can't grasp your handle, what can they do with you?"

"If you want to add sin, there is no need to worry!" He walked back and forth slowly with his hands behind his back and asked again after a while, "I haven't met you in the past few days. Do you and General Shen have any clues?"

She twisted and lowered her head. Is that eye-catching? Maybe! Uncle has feelings for her. When they face to face, at least he treats her as a woman. He can no longer play the role of a majestic uncle, which can be regarded as the most glorious piece of the battle.