The third time Goodbye to the deceased

It's so comfortable to wake up naturally. When I got up, Ziqin had already stopped preparing everything she needed, waiting for my clothes to reach out and open her mouth.

However, there was neither toothbrush nor toothpaste in ancient times. How to brush your teeth? You can't really just rinse your mouth, how disgusting... After thinking about it, in modern times, I always watched advertisements for salt and white toothpaste on TV. I also took such an advertisement myself, so I said to Ziqin, who was busy on the side:

"Ziqin, bring me some salt and water. I want to brush my teeth."

I guess Ziqin didn't understand what I was saying, but she still brought me what I wanted.

I resisted the feeling of nausea, stuck some salt with my slender fingers, rinsed my mouth, and began to poke left and right with my fingers in my mouth. This salt is really salty. After I rinsed my mouth, I felt that my tongue was unconscious.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Ziqin finally asked her questions.

"I'm cleaning my teeth. There is nothing here to clean your teeth, so you have to use salt. This salt can not only whiten teeth, but also have antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects. After pondering for a while, I don't know if my memory is biased (╮(╯▽╰)╭), and I remember that's what the advertisement said. Anyway, there is always better than nothing. You can also start using it in the future. It should be good for your teeth.

"Yes, Ziqin knows." Well, it seems that Ziqin belongs to the type that can be taught by children, and she has gradually accepted my strange requirements.

"Also, please help me prepare a small basket. It will be useful later."

After breakfast, I took the basket and pulled the Ziqin into the yard, pointing to the "green leaves" for viewing

"Ziqin, let's start working."

I heard that Ziqin didn't ask anything, so I bravely strode into the middle of the tea tree. Pick the tender buds at the top of the tea tree, and then say to Ziqin behind you, "Ziqin, you see, that's it. Let's first pick down the tenderest leaves at the top of the tea tree here and put them in this basket."

Ziqin nodded obediently and began to pick tea with me. Since the quantity is not very large, we will finish picking this small piece in a short time.

Looking at the small handful of young leaves, I was happy, as if I saw a basket of gold.

Yesterday, I thought that since no one drinks tea in Nanyuan, and tea is very common here, I can use it to earn some pocket money.

I guess my face has uncontrollable muscle twitching. Finally, Ziqin couldn't help asking, "Miss, what do you want these leaves to do?"

"Buddha said, it can't be said. You will understand later." I also learned from Yan Yingchen and began to play riddles.

When I arrived at the kitchen, I began to recall that when I was traveling, I heard the tea-making process told by the tour guide, from picking to withering sunlight, to stir-frying and kneading, every process was completed by experienced workers.

After careful recalling, I really don't have full confidence in my heart, and I don't know if I can be a monk halfway. Let's give it a try.

After I reorganized the tea-making process, I slowly told Ziqin. After talking back and forth twice, Ziqin understood that I was so happy that I praised her for being smart and clever.

Ziqin and I were ready to make tea. As a result, as soon as we spread the tea outside the house and prepared to wither, I saw Yan Yingchen's warm face.

"Good morning, brother." A smiling face greeted him.

"What are you busy with this morning? I'm just fine. Why don't you rest?" Brother Yan frowned slightly at my rolled sleeves.

"How can I be so delicate? Instead, you are the elder brother. You agreed to come back to me yesterday. Why didn't you see you? A sister should always have the right to act coquettishly.

"There was something late yesterday. You had already fallen asleep when you came back."

"Brother, there are still some things I don't understand. Can you tell me?" Soft words wrapped my "gossip" heart.

"Well, you said."

"Who the hell is Mr.? Do you have a deep relationship with us? There are also some things about the Battle of Xianping that are not clear in the book. After saying that, he saw a flash of light in Yan Yingchen's eyes, and then returned to normal.

"It's not urgent. I'm here to take you to see Mr. As for the rest, let's talk about it on the way.

"Are you leaving now?" Why do you seem to be in a hurry?

"Yes, let's go now. You can come back before dinner."

After I told Ziqin about tea making, I followed Yan Yingchen to Qinyuan. To be honest, I'm really curious about this gentleman. Looking at Yan Yingchen's appearance, he seems to respect him very much.

"Nian'er, what do you want to know about the Battle of Xianping?" Yan Yingchen looked at me with a trace of research.

"What the war book says is very ambiguous, and it seems to have been talking about some questions. How on earth did Emperor Xuan win this war?

"You can quite grasp the focus of the problem. At the beginning of this battle, the two armies were evenly matched. Later, Emperor Xuan gradually gained the upper hand and recovered three occupied cities. But even so, the two armies are still deadlocked. Until one day, Emperor Xuan suddenly led a team to the Linsheng army camp. After a night of thorough talk, Lin Sheng actually agreed to withdraw from the army and cede five cities on his border. Later, Linsheng sent a large amount of gold and silver and used the fourth prince Lin Fengche as a proton, which brought peace between the two countries for several years. This is only what I know. I'm afraid that only the two people who talked all night knew what the situation was at that time. Yan Yingchen sighed deeply, as if he was also full of doubts.

"Lin Fengche, proton..." is interesting. I remember reading the time-travel article before, and the protons in it are all eccentric. I don't know how this is.

"Brother, what kind of person am I used to be?" I don't know what Yan Nianqing used to look like. I guess he is probably a stuffy gourd.

"You used to -" Yan Yingchen seemed to be trapped in a deep memory. "You have been clever and understanding since you were a child. You never be unhappy with others. No matter how difficult San Niang is, you will never care about it. You used to be such a person." He aggravated the words once. I don't know what he realized or simply refers to amnesia. Ancient people liked to talk around and are too lazy to think about killing brain cells.

The carriage shook so that my bones were about to fall apart. I just insisted on talking to Yan Yingchen for a while, but now I can't say a word. I guess my current face is comparable to Shrek, so I pressed my churning stomach and shut my mouth obediently.

So I bumped all the way. Yan Yingchen and I didn't say anything about substantive questions. I guess he looked at my face and knew that I was not used to the carriage, so he kept saying: It's almost there.

Finally, the rickety carriage stopped. When I came down, I felt my legs and stomach twitching. Yan Yingchen came over to hold me firmly and almost "hugged" me out of the car.

I sigh infinitely that it's good to have a brother. In modern times, my cousins are simply strangers from two worlds.

This garden is a small garden with green tiles and white walls, which has a unique charm.

When he came to the main hall, a man in blue sat in the middle, as if he had been waiting for us for a long time.

"Nian'er met Mr." This person must be the "mysterious" gentleman.

"Nian'er doesn't have to be polite. Come and talk." His voice is low, and he seems to be a little weak.

Yan Yingchen and I sat down in turn. Yan Yingchen asked, "Do you feel better, sir?"

"This minor injury is not a problem. However, how can you suddenly lose your memory?" When I came into contact with my husband's inquiring eyes, my heart thumped. The gentleman's eyes were too sharp, as if looking straight into the bottom of people's hearts.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "I feel drowsy when I wake up from that day, and I can't remember anything in another day."

"Oh? It's strange to say so. However, this is not tight. The main reason is that the body is fine, so it is the best. Yingchen, don't you think so? The most attractive thing about this gentleman is not his face, but his calm demeanor and his wise eyes that seem to see through everything.

Yan Yingchen nodded respectfully, "As long as Nian'er is fine, nothing else is important."

"I'm happy today. Why don't we go to Fengyin Pavilion to help the piano?" The gentleman suddenly changed the topic with a calm smile on his face.

The Fengyin Pavilion is in the backyard of Qinyuan. There is nothing special, but it is slightly larger than the ordinary pavilion. There is a seven-string guqin in the middle of the pavilion. Although I don't know how to do it, I can also see that it is a good guqin.

"Nian'er, you have always taught you piano skills in the past. Your husband is really good at playing the piano. Yan Yingchen looked down and said with a smile.

Yan Yingchen's long body covered some sunlight, and then I found that Yan Yingchen was actually quite tall. Such a good young man, it's a pity. Why is he Yan Nianqing's brother?

"Tut--" I couldn't help but make a sound of pity, but it was heard by Yan Yingchen.

"What's wrong?" A gentle face.

"What a pity." The donkey's lips answered the horse's mouth. No matter if Yan Yingchen was in the back, I came to my husband with a smile.

"Sir, I'm sorry, because I lost my memory, I even forgot how to play the piano." Sorry to stick out my tongue and look at the gentleman obediently.

This amnesia is not necessarily a bad thing. Everything is fixed." Speak well.

To make a long story short, Yan Yingchen and I enjoyed some of his ancient songs and had refreshments with him.

I wanted to ask about Mr.'s injury, but it was stopped by Yan Yingchen's eyes. There must be some hidden things in it.

The three gossiped, and time passed quickly. During this period, Yan Yingchen intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the name Nangong Li to me. When he said these three words, his eyes were quite meaningful, but I didn't know why. Suddenly, my innocent big eyes flashed and looked at him like a stupid sister.

I was thinking about the situation of making tea in Ziqin, so I didn't stay in Qinyuan, and it was getting late. Yan Yingchen and I said goodbye to our husband and embarked on the road back to Yan's mansion.

I was speechless all the way. I thought about some things and had to ask Yan Yingchen slowly. It's strange to always ask this and that for a while.

Sitting in the carriage, I always feel uncomfortable. It seems that when I return to Yanfu, I will be unhappy.