Lang Jun is coming

The pronunciation of the word "willingly" was deliberately bitten by him, and he expressed the feeling of "cutting the heart and manifesting the will".

Song Yiqing took a step back to widen the distance, and no longer cared about the cheeky person who talked about small words all day long, instead he walked quickly to the carriage and knocked Qingshi on the head.

"pain."

Sudden accident occurred in his sleep, Qingshi sat on the footstool, covering his head with his eyes dimly, and when he saw who was coming, he got up neatly.

He gave up the stool and helped Song Yiqing into the carriage, just as he was about to yell at the horse, he heard the sound of hooves.

Song Yiqing, who was sitting in the carriage, moved in anxiously, for fear that Pei Lian's face would suddenly lift the curtain and appear in front of her eyes.Fortunately, after waiting for a while, all was well.

Pei Lian sat on the horse's back, stepped on the stirrup with soap boots, pulled the rein and approached the carriage, sighing softly.

"Ah Chi will wear an official robe in the future, so he can't ride a horse."

Song Yiqing didn't show up either, she just responded, "Brother Weisong doesn't bother you."

Chi? !

Suddenly heard the small characters of his lord from outsiders, Qingshi was stunned and forgot to put his whip on the horse's back, so he couldn't help but look up at the man.

On weekdays in the mansion, such titles as Xiaozi will definitely not be announced, and Qingshi only occasionally heard it from the head of the house, A Lang and the eldest lady.Even Lang Jun's own sister didn't see this.

Even if it is not as clear at night as it is during the day, he can still see from his body shape and every move that the man riding a horse in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person.

Maybe he delayed for a long time, and someone knocked on the carriage from the inside a few times.

"Qingshi, drive."

"Eh!"

After hearing the sound, Qingshi put away his thoughts of guessing, and drove with peace of mind as a domestic servant.But the eyes can control it, but the ears can't help but prick up to listen to the conversation between the two behind them.

Although it is not as lively as the Fanlou and Hongqiao areas, it is not much less.The smells of all kinds of food make the children on the street drool, and there are even a group of greedy cats standing in front of the shop of the sugar shop and the fragrant drink shop.

Pei Lian was past the age of craving these snacks, but he still bought a portion of sweet-scented osmanthus water with a few pennies.

Sweet osmanthus water is made of crushed plum petals mixed with honey, plus sour plum mixed with water, boiled, and packed in a pleasing-looking thin-mouthed white porcelain bottle.

As soon as I took the sweet-scented osmanthus water, I could already smell the fragrance from the mouth of the bottle.Pei Lian drove the horse and quickly caught up with Qingshi, raising her jade hand.

"For...for me?"

The other party's intention couldn't be more obvious, but Qingshi didn't take it immediately.

Just now when he saw Pei Lian buying a fragrant drink among a bunch of children, he thought that this person wanted to drink it himself, and even thought about giving it to the gentleman, but why didn't he think it was for himself?

Pei Lian patiently pinched the bottleneck with two fingers and swayed in front of Qingshi, "Don't you want it?"

The servant in front of him seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and it was the time when he was gluttonous and tall. What's more, Pei Lian found that his eyes couldn't help but glance at those shops, not afraid that he might not be greedy for bluestone.

The fragrance of plums and the sweetness of honey made the bluestone saliva swirl in his mouth. He turned his head slightly and found that there was no movement in the carriage behind. Ziqingshi is not worth it."

"No?" Pei Lian raised his eyebrows and shook his head regretfully, "I can only bear it myself."

After all, I have to raise my head and drink it up.

"Eh? You..."

Qingshi's tense face finally failed, and he raised his hand to stop it.Unexpectedly, the man twirled his wrist nimbly, and he watched the porcelain bottle being carried by the other hand obediently, without spilling a drop of sweet-scented osmanthus water.

His face suddenly turned red, and he stammered to make excuses for his gaffe.

"Where... how can there be such a good drinker as you..."

In the end, Pei Lian was only 22 years old, and because of his personality, the more people were at a loss, the more he teased him.Qingshi's age is like a younger brother to him, the best time to bully.

Pei Lian said innocently, wagging the fox's tail, "This fragrant drink is mine. As for how to drink it, of course it has nothing to do with others."

Qingshi served Song Yiqing on weekdays, never had he met Pei Lian who was so teasing, so he was immediately silenced.

Song Yiqing, who sat in the carriage and listened to the whole process silently, raised the curtain in distress and said to Pei Lian, "Don't bully Qingshi."

This person is nothing more than relying on his words, the more he retreats, the more he is playing in his hands.

Hearing this sentence, Pei Lian stopped teasing, threw the osmanthus water to the blue stone, turned his horse's head and approached the carriage.

How could Song Yiqing fail to guess what the other party was planning?He was fast in his hands and made a gesture to lower the curtain, but Pei Lian was faster than him.

"In front of Jinshi Building, Ah Chi intends to protect me?"

Pei Lian lowered her head, and put one hand on the back of Song Yiqing's hand to prevent the curtain from falling. Her eyes were burning, and joy overflowed from her eyes to the corners of her mouth.

The warmth of the palm pressed against the skin, Song Yiqing was not as strong as Pei Lian, so he just let him go if he couldn't move for a while.

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"Solving other people's plight is not what Wei Song wants."

In the brightly lit front, you can already see the famous Yizixuan plaque in Huaijing.Sitting on the horseback, Pei Lian could even see what was going on in the shop.

Pei Lian thought it was too boring to dwell on this topic, so she started talking about other things at random.

From folk anecdotes to court officials' ironic stories are familiar.But no malice, just for fun.There is only one thing, when talking about his mentor Mei Yanyu, Pei Lian noticed that Song Yiqing became obviously focused.

Everyone in the literary world, as long as they are people who study books, probably have some respect for Mei Yanyu.In order to be able to visit, many people stepped through the threshold of his teacher's residence.The more radical ones would throw their articles or poems across the courtyard wall, just to try their luck.

As for Pei Lian, that was really an accident.Mei Yanyu's mantle has not been inherited much, but his temperament is right.When he became Mei Yanyu's student, he made countless people jealous.

Song Yiqing didn't say anything, but Pei Lian had already taken it to heart, and said in an almost reassuring tone: "After the palace examination, Mr. Pei is going to visit the teacher, does Ah Chi want to go with him?"

If Mei Yanyu was present at this time, he would point to Pei Lianhao and preach.Apart from being a child and going to the court, Pei Lian only visited his teacher during the New Year's Eve every year.

Song Yiqing's eyes moved slightly. Although he knew that Pei Lian was deliberately using Mei Yanyu's banner to take advantage of him, the temptation of Qiyan Weng was too great, and even made him a little excited.

In this confrontation, Song Yiqing was quickly defeated.

"It's a word."

In the mansion, Mei Yanyu sat on the porch and sneezed violently.The servant hurriedly added a cloak for him and reminded: "There is also wind in the spring night, the master, please come into the house."

Mei Yanyu rubbed his itchy nose and sighed.

"It's fun to admire the flowers in this yard at night, but it's a pity that people are old and can't stand it."

There was a slight pause, remembering his student inexplicably, Mei Yanyu raised his head and asked, "Has that kid from the Pei family visited these days?"

The domestic servant glanced at the large clusters of spring greetings that were opening, helped Mei Yanyu get up and walked to the bedroom, and responded with a smile.

"Why did the Patriarch ask about this? Mr. Pei Lang came here during the New Year's Eve, and it's just coming to May now."

"Too……"

Mei Yanyu thought about it, and felt that he had lost his memory, so he murmured in a low voice, lying on the bed and watching the servants cut the lanterns.