Jiangshan Yingqiluo

Chun Yu looked at the copybook in front of her, her mind was confused.

He bit the pen in his hand a few times to vent his anger, wiped his face with ink, and reluctantly wrote a few strokes on the copybook.

"The word is crooked and crooked, it's too ugly to see people."

Li Quan's words were still ringing in his ears, Chun Yu didn't want to practice calligraphy, and was unwilling to do so, so he finally finished writing a piece.

Strange to say, after Li Quan accepted him as a servant, he didn't let him serve tea to entertain guests, but asked him to practice calligraphy every day.At this time, the weather was cold, his hands were too cold to hold the pen, and he was locked in the study every day, and he was not allowed to go out to play until he finished writing. Chunyu felt very depressed.

The most annoying thing is that I can't sleep in the same room with the general at night!You can't lie on the general's bed and read a book with him!Can only sleep in the small room next to Li Quan, which is not good at all!

For the first time, he felt that it might not be wise to enter the general's mansion in human form.

However, things have come to this point, and there is no room for him to go back on his word.

After Li Quan finished his work, he came to the study to check his homework. Seeing that he had finished writing the copybook, he asked his servants to bring him a basin of hot water to wipe his face clean, and said, "The general is going back to the house soon, you go make a pot of tea first." , don’t confuse Longjing with Maojian.”

Chun Yu saw that he had put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, knowing that he didn't need to practice calligraphy today, so he nodded happily.

The servants quickly brought over the hot water, Chun Yu rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands, wrung out the towel and wiped it several times carefully.

He didn't want to lose face in front of Jiang Qing, so he had to wipe his face clean, otherwise Jiang Qing wouldn't like him.

Chun Yu raised her small head, approached Li Quan, and asked, "Have you wiped it clean?"

"It's clean."

"Did you really wipe it clean?"

"It's really clean."

Chunyu got an affirmative answer even after asking twice, so she was very satisfied and ran out.

The tea room was a little far away from the study room, Chun Yu ran towards it, trampling on the dead leaves along the way.

His tea making skills are still not very good, so he is careful every time, for fear of making Jiang Qing unhappy.

There was no one in the quiet tea room, only the kettle on the stove was emitting white smoke.

Chun Yu tiptoed to open the cupboard, took out the tea pot inside, and put it on the table.

These tea pots are all black, and there is no description of the type of tea on them.The servants who are familiar with tea can know what kind of tea it is just by looking at the shape of the tea leaves, but Chun Yu didn't know tea before and missed it several times.

The first time he made Longjing tea for Jiang Qing, Jiang Qing drank it without saying anything; after a few days, he made a wrong brew again, and Jiang Qing still didn't say anything, but Li Quan was terrified, afraid that Jiang Qing would be alone. Get angry and chastise them.

After these two times, Li Quan specially taught Chunyu to distinguish Longjing from Maojian, and asked him to recite it for several days.

Therefore, this time Chunyu also grew a mind. While twisting the tea leaves with his hands, he plausibly backtracked: "Longjing is flat, and the tip of the hair is slightly curled like a needle; Longjing has no hair, but the tip has hair; Longjing is yellow-green. , the tip of the hair is dark green to black...Ah, this is the tip of the hair!"

Chunyu happily put the other tea pots back, sat on the small bench with the Maojian pot in his arms, and looked at the stove.

The charcoal fire burned more and more vigorously, and Chun Yu's face was flushed red.The sky outside did not know when it was getting darker, but it was snowing lightly.Chun Yu yawned, his eyes were getting heavier and heavier looking at the fire, his little head began to heave up and down, and after a while he began to snore.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't take long for a thin layer of snow to fall on the ground. The whole world was covered with silver makeup, which was completely different from the past.

There were some fallen leaves piled up on the porch, and Jiang Qing, who had just returned home, walked past wearing heavy military boots.

The dead leaves made a cracking sound and were torn apart.However, after walking for a while, Jiang Qing heard another slight snoring in the sound.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

Jiang Qing paused, pursed his lips, then turned and walked in another direction.

The voice came from the tea room.

Jiang Qing listened to it for a while, and felt that the voice was very familiar, like the servant Li Quan recruited that day.He gently opened the curtain, and saw a little man sitting in front of the fire with his head down.

The water on the stove has boiled, making a gurgling sound.Jiang Qing stepped forward and saw that the child was sleeping soundly and was not awakened by the annoying sound of water at all.

Lifting the kettle and putting it aside, Jiang Qing gently took away the tea pot in his hand, made a cup of tea for himself, then sat aside and took a sip of tea.

The sleeping face of the child is very different from usual.She closed her talking eyes, snored a little, and smacked her mouth from time to time. She didn't look shy or shy at all, and she wasn't vigilant.

Jiang Qing has never raised a child, and when he was his age, he would not let people approach easily, let alone be so defenseless when sleeping.

This made him feel very novel.

Chun Yu had a dream.

In the dream, he was sitting in front of the stove, poking sweet potatoes in the charcoal fire with a branch, and his stomach rumbled.In the courtyard stood a white crane with a slender neck and flawless feathers, watching him attentively.

He raised his head and smiled at the white crane, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, and said briskly: "It will be over soon." The white crane seemed to understand what he said, and gave a low cry.

The sweet potatoes were roasted quickly, exuding a unique sweet aroma, and he couldn't help but suck his saliva.

"Smells good, smells good, smells good..."

Chun Yu murmured to herself in her sleep, raised her nose and sniffed the fragrance vigorously, half asleep and half awake, she suddenly thought that she hadn't made tea yet!

"Oops! My tea..." Chun Yu stood up in a jerk, and yelled, but she didn't see Jiang Qing next to her, she just wondered that the tea pot in her hand had disappeared.

Jiang Qing looked at him amusedly, grabbed the tea pot in his hand, handed it to him, and said, "Are you looking for this?"

Chun Yu breathed a sigh of relief at the sudden appearance of the tea pot, he took the tea pot and said, "So it's with you!" He raised his head, only to realize that it was Jiang Qing standing beside him.

"Big... my lord..."

He glanced at Jiang Qing timidly, and hugged the tea pot in his arms even more tightly.Why did the benefactor suddenly appear?How embarrassing for him to see him being lazy!Will my benefactor hate me?I really don't want to leave the General's Mansion!

The villain in Chunyu's heart wept silently, biting her lip, not knowing how to explain to Jiang Qing why she fell asleep.

Seeing that his eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry, Jiang Qing didn't know what to say.

After deliberating for a while, he asked, "Is your name Chun Yu?"

Chun Yu nodded lightly, her heart pounding like a bunny.

Jiang Qing knew that he was afraid, so he bypassed the matter of sleeping, and asked again: "Did Li Quan ask you to come over to boil the water?"

"No, it's not, my lord." Chun Yu shook his head and said.Seeing that Jiang Qing didn't mention what happened just now, he felt better, but his eye circles were still red.

"What did you tell me to do?"

"Butler Li asked me to make tea."

Jiang Qing touched the kettle on the table after listening, and said with a smile: "It's too cold, the water is cold, you can boil another pot."

Jiang Qing doesn't smile often, but in fact he smiles very nicely.He was already handsome, and there was a tear mole hanging from the corner of his eye. When he smiled, there was a hint of glamour, which made people unable to take their eyes off it.

Chun Yu didn't see him many times, so she didn't see him smile very much.This will be attracted when you see it, and you can't even speak clearly.

"Yes, yes, my lord."

Jiang Qing didn't say anything, just walked out, leaving Chun Yu alone in the tea room.

I will definitely do well this time, and I won't disappoint my benefactor!Chun Yu clenched her fists, secretly making up her mind.

When Jiang Qing returned to the study, he didn't see Li Quan's figure, but found a small wooden box on the bookshelf.

This wooden box has never been seen before. There is no padlock on the lock plate, and the whole body is covered with light. It looks like it is newly made.

Jiang Qing stepped forward to take down the wooden box, opened it, and found two small brushes, one ink, one round inkstone, and several folded copybooks.

Jiang Qing raised his eyebrows, unfolded one of the copybooks, and saw that it said: The general is a good man.

The characters were written crookedly, and one could tell it was Chun Yu's masterpiece at a glance.

Jiang Qing squinted his eyes, and took out the rest of the copybooks to read one by one.

[Butler Li is a bad guy] [Chun Yu doesn't want to write] [I'm so hungry].

Sure enough, he is still a child, Jiang Qing thought to himself.I don't know how Li Quan pretended not to see it when he checked his homework every day.

He folded the copybook and put it in again, then put the wooden box back on the bookshelf calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Not long after he put the wooden box back and sat down, Chun Yu's voice sounded outside the door: "My lord, may I come in?"

"come in."

Chun Yu carefully opened the door, and walked in with a teacup.

"My lord, the tea is ready."

"Let it go."

"Oh."

Chun Yu was a little disappointed, Jiang Qing didn't say much to him, and his tone was not as gentle as before, as if the meeting in the tea room was just a dream.

Chun Yu put the teacup on the table, saw that he was flipping through the book of war, so she didn't want to disturb him, so she walked out softly and slowly.