The new female concubine's love geometry

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"gentlemen……"

"Excuse me, the old man has overstepped the rules." Seeing that the person on the other side was embarrassed, he sighed sharply and interrupted him.

"Master Li just asked me for half a day's leave, would Dr. Feng be willing to attend the class?"

"This……"

"Is it inappropriate for me to be a woman?"

"It doesn't matter, although it is named as an academy, it is properly described as a private school, and there are no complicated rules of an academy." He explained, "Dr. Tang founded this academy at the beginning to protect students from poor families, and there are no classes. Although I Being pedantic, I can't disobey his meaning."

Later generations are still hesitant.

"It's the anniversary of my deceased wife's death, so you should do me a favor, okay?"

After thinking about it for a while, he finally nodded slightly in agreement.

During his lifetime, the master was happy to help the poor and helped the poor, and he really wanted what the people wanted. It is precisely because of this that An Le was able to enter this school without criticism.But this is an academy after all, and even though the sage Confucius said that "there is no class in education", women have never been included in this "class".

She is willing to be free and easy, and she is willing to abandon the principles and routines, just like Lin Jingnian's freedom, but it is difficult to achieve it overnight.

There are so many reasons for this, it can't help but upset her.He simply pulled his hair up and combed it up, changed into a green shirt and Confucian gown, and straightened his clothes to restrain his appearance. He walked in the corridor, thinking about the little bamboo letter left by Li Zhaoting in his heart----

【Smooth the boat】

It's Zhang Shaomin's handwriting.

Perhaps it was left by his shadow guards, combined with yesterday's secret letter of "anti-customer mainly", it is probably guessed that he has got a clue.

He faintly noticed that since the lake tour two days ago, except for his shadow guard, there was indeed a little more commotion in the dark.

It's been a few days, and if there is no progress, it's really time to be a capable minister.Thinking about it, he chuckled lightly.

Not far away, there is the scenery of Tianxiang and a small body clinging to each other. Looking away, she couldn't help but stop for a while, then smiled at the corner of her mouth and walked away.

On the bluestone by the pool, Tianxiang sat beside Xiao Anle, with a strange expression on her face.

One morning, she was leisurely leaning on the table, gnawing on sugar cane, with her legs raised, watching Feng Suzhen and Xiao Anle go to the academy, and then she returned to the pharmacy alone, put away the umbrella, dusted off the dust, and entered the house Li, carrying a piece of food wrapped in mulberry paper, walked straight to her.

"With your talent, do you need to let such a small doll squeeze your seat to attend Crow's Mouth's class?"

Listening to her criticism, the latter Wen Zou Zou replied with a smile: "Smart and eager to learn, don't be ashamed to ask, but you can know."

"Second," Feng Suzhen said as she pulled off the string, took a small box of mung bean cake and handed it to her, and continued, "It's a waste of time to be a lady who doesn't go out of her way."

"This is about you, right?" Tianxiang glanced at her calm and breezy posture, and took the food in a smug manner, teasing vaguely.

"I naturally hope that she will be like a princess, with a heart like a mirror, who can distinguish between what she likes and what she hates."

The man looked like he was about to smile, he flicked the lapel of his clothes lightly after speaking, got up and went behind the desk.

"I can't bear it." She whispered coyly.

"If she really doesn't want to go to the academy, I can't force her."

Feng Suzhen's words as light as the wind can be heard in my ears.

Tianxiang glanced sideways at the tear-filled eyes of the child next to her, and then wiped them off angrily without making a sound or even choking.

It's really stubborn.

She saw some just now, the child had an argument with some boys over there, presumably the grievance in her heart was aroused by some hurtful words.

Tianxiang moved closer and touched her shoulder with her elbow, "What's wrong with you, kid?"

"..." She didn't answer, she hid a little bit, biting her lower lip, her little face turned red to hold back those tears.

Looking at Tianxiang's eyes, she couldn't help touching the softness in her heart, so she took Xiao Anle into her arms, and stroked her back to show her comfort.

Such a stubborn and strong child is unwilling to let go of his grievances and be honest with those around him.At her age, she is alone, relying on an elder who has no relatives and no reason, and lives every day like walking on thin ice, which is really distressing.

Gradually, a muffled cry came from her bosom, Tianxiang's arms tightened, and she let out a soft sigh.

A big grievance brings out a small grievance, and I don't know whether it is good or bad.

In the end, I still have to blame Feng Suzhen for being so stupid. Can I call taking care of three meals a day and learning? I don't know how to make children happy, and saying "more than enough energy but not enough energy" is bullshit.

The wind was blowing and the wind was blowing, and I don't know when, the person in the arms was already quiet, only a shallow sound of breathing came, and the body rose and fell slightly.

Tianxiang stopped the hands patted on her back, looked down, and was about to carry her into the back room, so as not to catch the cold, but heard a soft call.

"Heavenly fragrance."

Turning around and looking, I couldn't help but be fascinated.

Then, how many chaotic thoughts dragged her into a place of clouds or sea.

Floating and sinking, like a dream but not a dream.

(two)

I can't remember how long ago it was, but I only remember that there was a time when there were endless words of praise for the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes, and his celestial appearance.In the palace, whenever they met the daughters of princes and nobles, no matter whether they were married or not, they would cover their lips and smile, and the envious look was self-evident.

Tired of listening, and regardless of the depth of friendship between the people he saw, he kept his face straight and kept silent, threatening a little, not listening to the rest of the sentence.

At that time, she still couldn't figure out what it was about such a bookworm with such an arrogant personality and such an old-fashioned, weak-willed willow and supportive wind, so that they couldn't even tell what reservedness was.What's more, I don't understand the so-called aesthetic difference between people, which is so different.

Then, when did the change happen?

I remember it was a few days after returning from the rivers and lakes.

It was the day of the hunting tour. At that time, the father's health was not as good as before, so he kept it simple. It was not as grand as in the past, but he still surrounded the black-clothed children, which was even more boring.

Thinking about that trip to autumn, I should have had little interest, but from the moment the man rescued me from under the horse's hoof, I suddenly felt some strange throbbing.

For the first time, she saw the brilliance surrounding the man.

Dressed in a crimson military uniform, with a jade crown tied into his hair, and a sword at his waist, on a white horse with a purple gold saddle, the reins were raised high, and a whistling pierced through the air. The fierce horse that seemed to be running loose just now became more docile. .

The surroundings were chaotic, but she could only see the heroic appearance of that man.

Against the light, amidst the cheers of everyone behind her head, his subordinates exerted a little force and brought themselves to the saddle in front of her.

That posture is indeed as the imperial sister said:

A beautiful young man in green robes, a fairy with yellow ribbons.

And it became a hot cinnabar mole on her heart, which will be unforgettable for a long time.

These trips to and from Miaozhou are even worse.

It's no wonder that Feng Suzhen, the woman from Miaozhou, is different from Feng Shaoming, the son-in-law at that time.

Although they have the same spirit and soul, they are very different.

No matter how beautiful Feng Suzhen is, in her body, Tianxiang can't find the high-spirited spirit that once fascinated her, the spirit that belonged to her son-in-law, and the radiant brilliance that never fades from her body.

The eaves horse rhyme awakens the guest's dream and breaks the clear thinking.

For a moment, it was just like in front of her eyes, her dignified appearance.

Standing a few feet away from Huabai, he is still wearing a blue and white Confucian robe, holding a sleeve in front of his body with one hand, his hair is tied with a jade belt to welcome the spring breeze, his eyebrows are reserved and smiling, slightly raised, seeing him in a daze, he moves broadly And go to Tianxiang.

She hugged the young child in his arms familiarly, and asked with a smile:

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Feng Suzhen?" Tianxiang stared at her blankly, hesitantly called out.

"how?"

"Why are you dressed like this?"

"Is it weird?"

Feng Suzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she held the child tightly in her arms, and walked towards the classroom, Tianxiang followed, looking her up and down, she still didn't come back to her senses in a daze.