Chapter 6 Self-play

Weiyao poked her head out from behind the ten-thousand-character window of the courtyard wall, "Miss, Madam's car has left."

She walked out of the hanging door with a silk, turned her head and said, "I made an appointment with you. You don't have to follow me at home."

The two girls looked at each other in condolence, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go out alone. In case there is a dispatch, how can no one around you do it!"

Bu Nuan naturally knew that they were afraid of something would happen, so she couldn't afford to suffer after asking. Then he comforted him, "I'm going to learn from my teacher, and I'm going to play it on my birthday next month. Don't worry, you are following your relatives horizontally and vertically. What else can happen?" With that, he stepped out of the threshold and went in.

Weiyu Weiyao hurriedly followed and was about to show their dilemma. The two women in the room greeted them with a smile on their faces, "Where is the wife going? My wife told me when she went out, saying that she would not ask my wife to go out at will.

Sure enough, she was expected, and her mother must have issued an order early in the morning to strictly prohibit her from taking a step forward. But is it necessary to have all these plants? This exquisite courtyard is like a cage, and she feels extremely depressed. The humble and slippery look on their faces bored her, "Can I go to the government to find my grandfather?" You take good care of your yard and take care of my actions. They poked in front of her eyes, and she raised her voice and said anly, "What are you doing like a door god? Don't get out of the way!"

Her roar shocked everyone. She was a gentle and chaste person and had never pulled her face like this. Suddenly changed color, and I thought I was really angry. But she was angry second, and their first task was to watch her. They are the old people who followed Luoyang, and they all know about the Xia family. Now that the bruises and bones have calmed down, of course, Madam has to be on guard. Because she was replaced by a death row prisoner in the festival hall, she is dead to the outside world. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. In case she walks outside and meets an acquaintance, it will be a terrible thing.

The two servants exchanged glances and said, "Don't be angry, isn't it for you..."

Bu Nuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it okay for me for the rest of my life? If so. I would rather die clean! Don't stand in the way. I must go out today, and you can't stop me. Why don't you let it go? I'll go back as soon as I go. If I die, I won't come back if I leave this house!"

The two servants cried out, "What are you talking about!" Can't you understand your wife's painstaking efforts?"

Bu Nuan saw that they were loose and soft and hard, and said angrily, "Mother, I don't go around the West City, and nothing will happen." He turned around and shouted at Weiyu, "Take my hedge, and no one will recognize me when I cover my face."

The two servants were helpless, but fortunately, there was still room for the words left by the wife. If you really can't see it, follow it. If you can't lose it, it's done.

"Then let's go out with my wife." The servants laughed and said, "You always have to take things. It's not easy for the wife to do it herself."

Bu Nuan put down the soap yarn as if nothing had happened, turned around and said, "If you don't buy anything, just go out and have a look. I just told them that I want to go alone. You are also following in the back. What am I? She accelerated to the door, and she ignored the sound of kicking and trampling behind her. She stepped out of the threshold and glanced at everyone sharply. "Okay, send it here and go back!"

The servants couldn't retreat and were anxious, but they saw her going out along the road. The sun shone brightly, and several children ran quickly on the road, and the sound of stamping on the ground was like a group of rats running. Looking at her again, the long black veil wrapped most of her body. He held his head high and straightened his waist, resolutely stepped forward, turned around and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

She patted her heart and looked back. The trick she had just made was really useful. She used to be weak and talkative, and they would not take her seriously. I made a show today, and the results are good. She shook her head complacently. When she walked past the fence on the door, the two men came forward to salute and respectfully called Miss Dong.

She said happily, "Thank you for your hard work."

The tall Fang Ding withdrew the access control and said, "Miss, are you going out? How can you be alone? Aren't you afraid of catching Jiangyang thieves in the city?

What are you afraid of? Miss's son-in-law is General Yunyu, and his uncle is the general of the town army, and he has served in Lantai Feng Pavilion. With a raised arm, the Wuhou Forbidden Army patrolling the streets on 32nd Street was arbitrarily dispatched and still needed to lead people? Another thin place Dingdao.

These squares are oily, and they are very flattering when they see some fortune. It's just that she can't figure out what they said. Why is Lantai and Fengge? Did she still go to the palace to be a female official?

She didn't like to ask, but said, "You two are really funny. I don't have a reputation. How dare I dispatch those sergeants!"

"Speaking of fame, isn't that Gao Zhi let go by himself! With a mother-in-law like Princess Yangcheng, what is a seven-grade sesame official!" The two Fang Ding led the way for her and sent them out of the doorway, "Miss, it's easy to go. Be careful all the way."

She tilted her head and answered randomly and slowly came out of Qunxianfang. I thought to myself that a lot of things really happened in the past, and it felt very complicated. Or you can ask your uncle, who said yesterday that he knew a lot about her! My mother refused to reveal that my uncle might be a breakthrough.

While thinking about it, when he walked to the corner of Guangming Street, a servant jumped out of the carriage and turned towards her, waving as he ran, "Madam... Oh, Madam..."

She narrowed her eyes to see that it was Tingzhou and hurriedly greeted him and said, "My uncle has arrived at Fengyifang? Alas, it was so easy for me to get out."

Tingzhou smiled and said, "The sixth son left the court meeting. He has been waiting for two hours."

She said, "I'm so sorry to ask my uncle to wait for me for a long time!"

She got on the chariot, the wheels rolled around, and the carriage flew south, and Lan Sheng came out from behind the wall.

"It's Tingzhou..." He muttered, vaguely feeling bad, "Does she remember it?"

Bui looked at the trail and led the horse's reed and said, "I don't know where it is going, it doesn't seem to go in the direction of the north government."

Lan Sheng couldn't take care of it. He turned over his horse, threw the whip and chased after him. The more I think about it, the more eager it is. Why are they still in contact? If it hadn't been for the delay of acquaintances, I wouldn't have found this clue! It seems that Rong Yu has made up his mind to fight to the end. It is rumored that he doesn't even care much about the official affairs in the government. In the past, things had to be done by themselves, but now he has been promoted to the supervision of his powerful people. He only grasps the big head like an old man and looks tired and lazy. But he knew that he was planning to shirk. This is the case in the north government, and so is the camp. He put 500,000 troops outside the city to watch. Maybe he will be written by himself soon, separated and sent to several fortresses to guard...

What on earth is he going to do? His uneasy speculativeness may also lead him to resign. He deliberately committed several crimes and fell into the hands of political enemies. He wants to retire quietly, and then take Bu Nuan away to fly away? Although this dangerous move is good, it doesn't pay much attention to him. It's easy to wait for Bu Nuan to wake up and have such a God-given opportunity. Will he come to win love again?

He was so angry that the whip became more and more urgent. West City is a prosperous place in Chang'an. There are continuous shops on both sides of the street, and stalls selling vegetables and groceries on the roadside are blooming everywhere. It is very difficult to walk through it. He pulled the reed forward, and suddenly the artist who played monkeys not far away banged on the gongs. The sound was so loud that he would be shocked even if he was ready. Sure enough, his horse was shocked and raised its front legs and almost stood upright. He hurried to contain it, but then looked up to find the car in front of him. It melted into the sea like raindrops and disappeared.

He hated it so much that he raised his hand and beat the monkey. Where the whip arrived, there seemed to be a thunderstorm, which scattered the audience and made the monkey squeak and jump around. The artist dodged with his head and begged for mercy, "The villain is guilty, please forgive him..."

It's useless to vent your anger. He lost people, and they got together again. Heaven didn't help him, and the carriage could pass smoothly. He rode alone, but he was blocked. He seemed to be trapped in the silt, indescribably bleak. He is about to lose. Is there any chance to turn over this time?

The shock-free high car stopped in front of a courtyard in the depths of the courtyard. Bu Nuan looked at the white wall and the red door, which were no different from other places. Only a tree protruded from the courtyard wall, and the long branches stopped above the head, blocking the scorching sun.

Tingzhou came to pick her up, "My wife is careful under her feet."

She jumped down and asked frankly, "Is your uncle in it?"

Tingzhou nodded, "Madam, go in. Don't ask Mr. Six to wait in a hurry." After saying that, he drove the car and went to the other side of the courtyard.

She was a little uncertain. Looking in through the straight gate, the yard was desolate and desolate, which could be called a poor plain household. She reached out to push the door, and the door mortar creaked, bringing out a small and novel world - three bright and dark south rooms, each opening the surrounding rooms, which were used as stoves and grocery rooms. In front of the door, there was a patio and a large bluestone anvil for practicing calligraphy. A pocket thatched hut was built on the south wall of the house, and two leisurely chickens were kept.

She stood in a daze, wondering whether she had gone to the wrong door. At this time, a man came out of the kitchen, wearing a green jade crown on his head, holding a basket in his hand, and a corner of Zhuhong's regular clothes was tacked in his waist seal. I caught a glimpse of her and turned my head to look. It is clear that Zhilan Yushu's face is undoubtedly his uncle.

She didn't come to her senses for a long time, and he didn't say anything and skillfully washed rice. The grain of rice rustled. She came forward stunned, "What is your little uncle doing?"

He said, "It's almost noon. Don't you want to eat?"

She said, "Do you want to do it yourself?"

He raised his eyes with a smile in his eyes, "I didn't have time to try. It happens that I'm free today. You can have a meal for me."

She twitched the corners of her mouth twice and whispered, "I've never done it. Can you eat it?"

He smiled and didn't answer. In fact, he just wanted to feel what fireworks are like an ordinary couple. I'm used to this barren life, which is like opening a window, presenting a brand-new and strange world. He likes and enjoys this feeling. Before she came, he made some preparations and waited for her, and his heart was full. Although there are ready-made wine and dishes in the cabinet, it is for him to fill the void after smashing it. If the craftsmanship is not bad, I don't plan to take it out.

Bu Nuan looked down at the half-armed skirt on his body. He was always embarrassed to stand and do not do anything, so he took off his silk and picked up his sleeves. "I'll pick vegetables."

She squatted down in front of a box of spinach, picking one leaf on the left and one leaf on the right, which took a lot of material, but she also worked well. Occasionally, when he looked up at him, there was a plain smile on the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, she felt that the sky was bluer, and even the wind brought the fragrance of spring.