beautiful woman at home

Unable to get the answer to the confusion, the studious Wen Zijin wrote it down secretly, thinking that he should read more books, and he would always find the answer in the future.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, boys are always naughty and active, while girls are shy and calm.

The academy is full of boys, and the quiet Wen Zijin always stands out.

Qin Yu rushed to the room before the bell with the bookcase in hand, and his head gradually grew. The fat little boy from before seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

"Zijin, do you want to go horseback riding in the countryside this afternoon?"

"I still have homework when I return home." Apart from the homework arranged by the old master of the academy, Father Wen also specially invited a knowledgeable teacher from the capital.

In this way, Wen Zijin has two homework to do every day, so this period of time is very busy.

Qin Yu was a little disappointed, took out all the things in the bookcase and said: "If I were you, since I passed the provincial examination, I wouldn't come to this ghost academy to listen to the old master's chanting."

Wen Zijin frowned and smiled and said, "Be careful, old master, I will catch you reading poems silently later."

"Don't be afraid, I have a magic weapon." Qin Yu stretched out his tiny fingers, on which he copied detailed poems.

Wen Zijin was dazzled by such small handwriting, so he stopped staring at the note in Qin Yu's hand.

Qin Yu proudly put away the note and put it in his sleeve, murmuring: "Riding a horse is so much fun, sitting here all day, my bones are going to break."

"But if you don't pass the college entrance examination, you may have to stay in the college for several more years." Wen Zijin reminded truthfully with a book in his hand, but it caused a burst of wailing.

"Zijin, why don't you take the exam for me?" Qin Yu approached, his face full of flattery.

Wen Zijin hurriedly turned his head to avoid it, and responded stiffly: "The old master will patrol the exam, and he will definitely be seen through."

Qin Yu frowned distressedly and said, "That's right, if I'm caught, I heard that I'll be kicked out of the academy, then I really can't afford to walk around."

"Then why don't you hurry up now?" Wen Zijin moved the inkstone aside to avoid being knocked down by Qin Yu.

"No hurry, no hurry, I promise to go to the horse race today, together with Song Xiaoling, if I don't win once, I will definitely let her look down on me again."

Wen Zijin studied the ink carefully and asked puzzledly: "But a few days ago, I heard you say that Miss Song is pretty."

Qin Yu sat up straight in embarrassment, flipped through the book and said: "Song Xiaoling is good-looking, but she always scolds me for not passing the college exam, which is very annoying!"

Although she didn't quite understand, Wen Zijin nodded and said: "She is doing it for your own good, and she is urging you to study because she is afraid that you will delay your studies."

"Zijin, you have betrayed." Qin Yu held the book vigilantly and looked at Wen Zijin, "You don't want to accept Song Xiaoling's benefits, do you?"

Seeing Wen Zijin's refusal to answer, Qin Yu approached curiously, looked him up and said, "Wen Zijin, you look so good-looking, and there are many girls in Jingzhou City who like you, but Song Xiaoling, you are not allowed to follow me." I'll grab it, her family ordered a baby kiss with my family."

The confused Wen Zijin asked, "Why should I rob Miss Song from you?"

Qin Yu frowned and said, "Who made you look better than a little girl? I'm afraid that Song Xiaoling will suddenly be fooled by her beauty."

Wen Zijin, who was suddenly accused of unnecessary crimes, felt that there was a big injustice on his head.

"I'm really curious why you are so white?" Qin Yu leaned closer and said, looking at Wen Zijin's fair and translucent face, as if it would turn red with just a light touch, he reached out his hand fascinated.

This action scared Wen Zijin to the side and shouted, "Don't come here."

Qin Yu withdrew his hand resentfully, saw the blush on Wen Zijin's white and tender cheeks, couldn't help being a little dazed, and hurriedly said: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I like girls!"

Before Wen Zijin could react, Qin Yu hid far away and said awkwardly, "Zijin, I think we need to keep a little distance."

amount……

Sure enough, he still didn't understand what was going on in the boy's head, but Wen Zijin felt that it was good for him to keep a distance.

The bell of the college rang crisply, and the Jingzhou City in the early morning was covered with a little mist, and even the delicate flowers outside the window were also stained with light drops of water.

There are many sunny days in spring, but there are more days with drizzle.

Because of Mr. Ducheng, Wen Zijin reduced the number of times he went to the academy.

This teacher who came from the capital has a long and delicate face, and he doesn't even have a beard. He always has a smile on his face, which makes people look very kind.

In the morning, I teach in the courtyard of the garden, surrounded by mist and the fragrance of flowers is strong.

The teacher not only teaches poetry, but also writes articles, even ancient art and military books, but he mainly teaches articles, and he will arrange an article homework every day.

I heard that Wen's father once spent a lot of money asking the chief examiner of the rural examination, Wen Zijin, where the answer sheet was the weakest, and the chief examiner said that the organization of the essay needs to be improved.

When the bright and dazzling sunlight fell into the pavilion, the teacher who was sitting on the side urged: "The incense is about to go out."

Wen Zijin was a little anxious, so the speed of writing was much faster, and the handwriting was vaguely less neat.

The essays in the examination room had a time limit of two sticks of incense. At the beginning of the rural examination, the time was too tight, so Wen Zijin only ended hastily at the end.

Before the pen stopped, the teacher took away the answer sheet, and the ink on it hadn't dried yet.

"It's too slow. If the young master is procrastinating like this, the ink is still wet, how can he read the test papers piled up in one place?" The teacher said in a very serious tone.

"Sir, Zijin remembered it." Wen Zijin held the pen in his hand, and now he still couldn't lift his whole arm.

"Forget it, the idea of ​​this article is not bad, and the narration is quite clear. If it is finished, it will be considered a good article." The teacher put down the answer sheet with a calm expression.

In the past, Wen Zijin thought that he was quite satisfied with his studies, but now that he is studying with this teacher, he realizes that what he has learned is only superficial.

In the afternoon, Wen Zijin sat in the bright courtyard and read poems silently. The teacher held melons and fruits in his hands and lost his previous seriousness. He asked with a smile on his face, "Young master, do you know who lives in that side courtyard?"

"Sister Ye lives in a side courtyard. Is there anything wrong, sir?"

The teacher responded tactfully: "I see that girl looks like an old friend, so I asked."

Wen Zijin held the book and said, "Sister Ye came to Jingzhou City a few years ago, Zijin has never heard of any old friends."

It seemed that Sister Ye never mentioned anyone else, not even one.

"That's it." The teacher smiled with embarrassment, "I also met a few times in the early years, and I'm a little uncertain now."

"What does the old man look like in Mr. Teacher's impression?" Wen Zijin had always been curious about Sister Ye's past, but she had never heard of Sister Ye's past, so she didn't dare to ask.

The teacher sipped his tea and said as if recalling: "It's very cold, just looking at it from a distance is very cold."

Wen Zijin couldn't help laughing, nodded and said softly, "Well, Sister Ye is really afraid of the cold, and falls asleep very often in autumn and winter."

Even in the scorching summer, Wen Zijin would feel very cold when he accidentally touched Sister Ye's hand.

"It sounds like the young master has a good relationship with her?" The teacher's eyes lit up, and he obviously found it incredible.

Of course Wen Zijin didn't realize it, but responded truthfully: "Well, Sister Ye has saved Yu Zijin's life, and Sister Ye has treated Zijin very well."

The teacher sighed if he realized something: "So that's how it is."

The warm wind swayed the branches and leaves beside the courtyard and danced out of thin air, like a green disc falling slowly, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The green leaves hang in the air and stagnate, the dragonflies on the lake stop within an inch of the water surface, and the trees that are turned to one side due to the wind maintain a strange shape.

Wen Zijin was holding the book in his hands, the smile on his brows hadn't dissipated, but he was as unresponsive as a puppet.

A corner of the black clothes entered the courtyard, and the teacher got up slowly, looking at the woman in front of him in surprise.

"It's really strange that you are willing to come out from the deep mountains and old forests?"

Ye Ran looked lightly at the girl sitting at the low table and said, "Zi Xi, you'd better not think about her that you shouldn't have."

The white robe on the teacher's body turned into a purple dress, and his face was soft and tough at times, as if changing anytime and anywhere, but in the blink of an eye, he changed from a handsome gentleman to a charming and charming woman.

Purple Rhinoceros blinked slightly, then slowly stretched out her hand to embrace the girl sitting in front of the low table, a fallen leaf sharply pierced that slender hand.

"Yo, this protects my little lover, even my old friend's face is gone."

Ye Ran frowned slightly and said, "You are not staying in your capital, why come to Jingzhou City?"

"I detected your aura from the officials returning to the capital, so I followed to take a look." Zi Xi moved closer to Ye Ran, and the soft and innocent figure was about to fall to Ye Ran's side.

It's a pity that he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. Ye Ran turned sideways to avoid it and said coldly: "You haven't even hidden your evil spirit. Are you really not afraid of being noticed by the eminent monk?"

Zi Xi didn't mind Ye Ran's indifference and alienation at all, and worked tirelessly to come closer and said, "Don't worry, I've been in the world for so many years, and I still know how to deal with this trouble."

"It's just that you are so young, so you have always liked such a tender taste, but unfortunately this girl is a nerd and is very puzzled. I think we should try it first?"

Ye Ran held the unruly wrist between his fingers, and the bone creaked. Zi Xi took a breath and said, "I'm just joking, she is really a cold beauty who doesn't understand style."

"You leave Jingzhou City immediately." Ye Ran's eyes showed threats, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Otherwise, I don't mind using your fur as a fox fur."

Zixi sighed softly, the corners of her lips raised maliciously, and suddenly she snapped her fingers, and the surrounding wind rang.

The green leaves fell to the ground lightly, and the dragonfly quickly touched the water and then flew elsewhere.

Wen Zijin's dark and bright eyes were full of surprise as she looked at the two who were so close.

Sister Ye, who never liked intimacy, took the initiative to hold the teacher's hand, and the two were very close to each other.

Even if you are an old friend, there is a difference between men and women. Sister Ye, have you forgotten how to teach Zijin?

But Sister Ye has never held Zijin's hand.

Well, not even once.

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