Jun Jin Ru Ye GL

the next day.Before the appointed time, Tuoba Jun arrived at Taiping Building early.

She is still dressed like a man. Compared with yesterday's casual look, today she tied up her hair crown with extra care, applied essential oils, and wore a low-key and generous Hu suit. The indigo color scheme made her skin as white as jade porcelain.

Junzi Ruheng and Yuyi Yuyao are talking about her.

Lan Ya was waiting for Sima Jin to appear outside the restaurant. Not long after, the simple and elegant young man arrived as scheduled, and the other party also came early.

Sima Jin still felt a little uneasy, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, adjusted his mentality and followed Lan Ya into the restaurant.

In the elegant room, Tuoba Jun repeatedly adjusted her appearance. At this moment, she didn't have any other thoughts, because the Han people care most about the appearance of etiquette, and she didn't want to lose her manners.

Suddenly there were two footsteps of different severity, she held her breath and stared at the mica screen.

The thin shadow came through first.

Tuoba Jun didn't realize that his palms were clenched into fists, and he outlined the curve of the shadow with his eyes.

really thin.

As expected, the scholar of the Han Dynasty was not as good as the boy from the prairie. Brother Huang was strong and strong at the same age, masculine and mighty, but this young man was thin and weak.But it is precisely this weakness that makes 'him' unique.

Sima Jin walked around the mica screen, and his eyes met immediately. Tuoba Jun's gaze was so hot that she immediately lowered her gaze as if on fire, and raised her hand in a salute: "I didn't expect Xiongtai to come so early."

Tuoba Jun pursed her lips and smiled, hiding her startled appearance in her eyes, got up and returned the same gesture with the same gesture: "I happened to be going out to buy something, so I came early."

When she was talking, she glanced at Lan Ya, Lan Ya nodded knowingly, and went to order the people in the restaurant to prepare the best tea and pastries.

"Sir, please sit down." Tuoba Jun beckoned to the empty stool, his polite attitude seemed extra cautious, fearing that another abrupt move would scare away this shy white-faced scholar.In her opinion, Sima Jin is a humble gentleman, courteous and law-abiding, humble and self-effacing.

Sima Jin lifted her skirt and took her seat. She knew that the Hu people were acting rashly, but the Xianbei boy in front of her was different.Although she has always maintained some prejudice against the Hu people, the country's ruin and family destruction are a foregone conclusion, and no one can tell right from wrong in the disputes and blood feuds between Hu and Han.

"What's your name, son?" Tuoba Jun never took his eyes off that soft and elegant face.

"Single-character brocade, brocade of brocade." Sima Jin didn't dare to raise his head, and asked instead, "What about you?"

"Single word Jun, Jun Jing is like Ye's Jun."

The names of the two were silently recited in each other's hearts.

The atmosphere fell silent and a little awkward.

For Sima Jin, there is a difference between men and women, and restraint is inevitable, but for the bold and straightforward nomads, there is no distinction between men and women, so Tuoba Jun doesn't know where he is embarrassed.

"Which of Mr. Wenhua's works is Brother Jin's favorite?" She took the initiative to find a topic to ease the deadlock.

"It's all okay." Sima Jin's tone was firm, and he was quite confident in the script he had written.

So the two chatted about the secrets of past dynasties one by one from the details in the book. As they talked, the atmosphere began to change, subtle and harmonious.

When the tea and pastries were delivered, Lan Ya waited on them quietly, observing the changes in their expressions.

Although Tuoba Jun has a straightforward and bright appearance, she is a deep-thinking person in her heart, and she has never really opened up her heart to anyone.Judging by her ecstatic expression, it can be seen that the Han Chinese scholar in front of her is special and the only exception so far.

Sima Jin has been weak and sick since he was a child, except for being bored in the house and writing, he has never made half a confidant or friend.Perhaps this is the reason that drove her to come to the appointment today, wanting to communicate with people happily, and wanting someone to really listen to her insights with their ears, not in the article.

They seem to be destined to be attracted to each other in the dark, and they naturally become that disparate existence, and they don't think about other aspects, because their minds are pure at the moment.

Then more than half an hour passed, and the two chatted passionately, without taking a sip of tea, until Sima Jin let out a few dry coughs due to his throat discomfort.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Lan Ya was about to pour water, but Tuoba Jun had already made a move, moved the cold tea away considerately, picked up the empty cup on the table with one hand, and picked up the warm porcelain pot beside it with the other, poured it half full and handed it over to the teapot. Above: "Brother Jin Hong knows his lonely heart, and he has Zhang Weiyao, so he can think about going to the test of fame and fame to display his ambitions."

Sima Jin took the cup, trying to avoid touching the opponent's round fingers with his fingertips, and said calmly: "I am not interested in the court or the public."

"Why? From my brother's point of view, if you follow the king's business, it will be a blessing to the people."

Sima Jin raised her sleeve and raised her glass, drinking water softly, feeling her throat was comfortable, she put down the glass, pressed the corner of her sleeve to her lips, and sucked away the water stains from the corners of her lips.Slowly asked: "When there was a turmoil in the history of the country, brother Jun thought that the Han people's children from the poor family would have a bright future in the Northern Dynasty?"

Not only the high-ranking gentry, but also all the nobles of Xianbei are pressing down on the poor families.Furthermore, after the history of the country, the powerful families in the Northern Dynasties have all fallen to the bottom one after another, and those who can be reused are all the favorites of the Empress Dowager Feng, so there is no chance for the children of the poor family.

Tuobajun knew that behind the history of the country was the conflict between the Han people and the Xianbei nobles, so His Majesty and the Empress Dowager are constantly restructuring to integrate the two races, reduce turmoil, and strive for the prosperity of the country, the people's safety, and the long-term future of the country.

Although not ideal...

She was silent for a while, and said in a concentrated voice: "Today's sage is rich and well-versed, and he is proficient in Confucian classics and historical records. It can be seen that His Majesty attaches great importance to Sinology. In time, the Han people, no matter how poor they are, will definitely revive under his rule... "

Speaking of this, she raised her eyes to stare at Sima Jin again, her tone became more confident, and she smiled sweetly: "Brother Jin will have a lot to do by then."

Sima Jin didn't avoid her gaze any more, he just felt that he was caught in those bright eyes, and had a slight illusion... If brother Jun was a woman, he would be absolutely beautiful.

And this time, they talked about the evening again.

About to bid farewell, Tuoba Jun felt a little bit of reluctance, before they left, they stood outside the restaurant door, the night wind was chilly, blowing their dresses.

"Is brother Jin's house far from here, or... I'll see you off?" Tuobajun probed.

Sima Jin didn't answer directly, but just reminded: "Brother Jun, go back quickly, the gate of the workshop will be closed later." It also implied that if she was sent home, Tuoba Jun would not be able to go back after the gate of the workshop was closed. up.

Tuoba Jun frowned slightly, since he couldn't see him off, then...

"When will Brother Jin be free?" She hoped to make an appointment for the next meeting.

"I've been free for the last two days." This time Sima Jin didn't refuse, nor hesitated, and he also had this thought in his heart.

Tuoba Jun was delighted, and smiled brightly: "Then how about you and I get together here again at the end of tomorrow?"

"Okay." Sima Jin agreed.

Afterwards, the two parted ways outside the restaurant.

But on the way back, Sima Jin suffered from the cold spring, and at night he had a fever.In addition, Fang Sanniang and Sima Yan were not there, so she fell asleep like this, her body temperature became higher and higher, and her consciousness became sleepier and drowsier.

Until noon the next day, she barely woke up, and because she was so weak that she fell to the ground, she could only lie down without a drop of water, coughing constantly.

Today, I'm afraid I won't be able to make the appointment.

She felt a little sad suddenly, hating that her body was too weak, and she couldn't bear the weight all the time, couldn't do anything when she was tired, and couldn't help the family with anything except writing and writing scriptures to help supplement the family's expenses.

like her...

You can only hide in the house forever, you can't travel the mountains and rivers as you like, and you don't have the opportunity to make friends.

As if dying alone.

When thinking about it, tears of disappointment rolled down the corners of her eyes and into her temples. Although she has always been indifferent in front of her mother and aunt, and did not care about her own life or death, she has actually suffered a lot in her heart these years, and she has always longed to live like other people. distinct.

Perhaps this is God's punishment.

The Sima family seized the country, destroyed the country, and finally caused the people of Li to fall into the fire.Therefore, her grandfather and her father both lived short lives and died young, and as a descendant of the subjugated Sima family, she could not escape bad luck.

Sima Jin's mouth was filled with bitterness, and he slowly closed his eyes to stop his tears.

Either just fall asleep like this and never wake up again, and the pain will no longer exist.