Get on the wrong sedan chair and marry the right wolf

1. Horse racing

In March of Yangchun, when the flowers are just blooming and the grass is growing and the warbler is flying, it is suitable for horse racing.

After resting for three days, Wei Yueyan made an appointment with Qin Guangmo's family and Shuang Ge's family to go to Wanxia Mountain to see the scenery tomorrow, and went to bed early overnight with his wife in his arms.I thought that the good mood could last for a few days, but I didn't expect it to be ruined at my door the next morning.

Wei Yueyan: "Qu Quan, what are you doing here?"

Qu Quan: "Go to the horse race with you."

Wei Yueyan: "..." I understand the truth, but why is there a Xueji riding a lion by your side!

She stretched out a barely trembling finger, "We are going to race horses, not hunt." The implication is that people can go, but lions stay.

Xueji said sadly: "Ah Jin is very gentle, he won't hurt others!"

Wei Yueyan sneered in his heart, heh, this is almost the same as Shi Zhuang saying that the black widow is very gentle and then turned around and killed a pig.

However, in the end, under Qu Quan's various concessions and Wei Yueyan's momentary softening, Ling Xueji still rode her "gentle, lovely and understanding" Ah Jin in front of the four younger brothers.

Qin Guangmo, He Youtian, Shuang Ge, Rong Qi:? ? ?

Ah Jin: "Hululu——"

All the horses stepped back two steps...

Ah Jin: "Roar!"

All the horses are running wild!

The whole race was unprecedentedly fierce. It was too late and then too fast, and I saw that the domestically-raised horses instantly became wild horses, bumping and flying on the mountain road of Wanxia Mountain, regardless of their own backs. The image of the master, let the wind wantonly destroy their hairstyle...

The gold-carved and jade-carved hair crowns and hairpins couldn't bear the force, and the strands fell off the mountain road, and were buried by the dust again.It’s such a waste of flowers, and no one collects them, and the emerald green gorse jade scratches its head...not... (crossed out)

According to the recollections of the contestants after washing their hair and calming down for a while, the competition went from the morning glow to the sunset, and it was a lot of fun.They are so happy that they don't want to see a creature like a horse again for at least three years...

In March of Yangchun, when the flowers are just blooming and the grass is growing and the warblers are flying, Yisheng has nothing to love.

2. The growth of Qu Bianyou

Qu Quan and Ling Xueji were often worried about Qu Bianyou's growth. Although the little girl was very obedient and sensible, she recognized Qu Quan and Ling Xueji as elders in her heart, and got along well with other people. From day to day, there is no break. It can be said that nine summers welcome the sun, and three winters sleep with snow.Every day at the same time as Wei Yueyan got up to perform martial arts, practiced until Qu Quan came back from court, and when Qu Quan finished bathing and changing clothes, he walked to the study room, the little girl had already spread paper and ink, and was ready...

It stands to reason that such a child would be hard to find with a lantern, but Qu Quan and Ling Xueji were still worried.

It's because it's so good, but it's a little abnormal.

A Mao said that it may be because Qu Bianyou experienced the cold and heat of the world too early, so he cherishes everything he has in the future.My own childish nature will be buried in a very deep place.

So how to stimulate the childish nature of Qu Bianyou?There was a heated debate among the people.

After the debate, it was concluded: Find her a companion of her own age.

A few days later, one evening, Qu Bianyou, who had finished his sword practice in the garden, saw a baby-sounding little Bai Tuanzi.

Ling Xueji carefully put Xiaotuanzi's hand in front of Qu Bianyou and waved, "Youyou, this is a new member of the family, he came to say hello to you."

Qu Bianyou's eyes were moist for a moment, she used to have a younger brother, if he was still alive, he should be as big as the little dumpling in front of her.The sword fell to the ground, and the trembling hand held the soft little paw in front of him, but his voice seemed to be stuck and he couldn't say anything.

The moment they held hands, Xiaotuanzi opened his grape-like eyes, and the next moment he smiled like a spring sun in March, wild peach blossoms blooming in the wind, and his voice was like toffee stuffed with honey, sweet and soft Happy, "Sister, sister~"

"...Hey." Qu Bianyou responded, the response was long and soft, and then he smiled from the heart for the first time since his biological mother's tragic death.

***

"So what happened next?"

Hang Shicheng, who came up with an idea and was adopted, sipped his wine and waited for the after-sales feedback with a smile. The baby was discovered by Shuo Dendrobium when he was visiting nearby towns. Qin Louke, the poor orchid is naturally resistant to medicines, but she is still pregnant with a child. Misfortunes never come singly. Not long after she was tricked into coming to China, she was not acclimatized, and within a few days she fell ill again.

The old bustard thought she was unlucky, so she threw her outside and left her to fend for herself. Afterwards, she was picked up by a kind family and took care of her at home. However, as time went on, it was not an option, and her condition became more and more serious. Nine months later, Hu Ji died of dystocia. .

Unexpectedly, the mistress of a good family also fell ill and died three years later. The newly married housekeeper was a famous jealous woman, and she would never let this unknown child divide her family business in the future. On the other hand, beating and scolding is even more common.The child grew up to be five years old, half of the blood of the Hu people made him extremely cute, and the jealous wife's son was also born that year, and since then it has been even more unbearable.

Three years after life was worse than death, Shuo Dendrobium came to the door with a lot of money.

Afterwards, he was well fed, well washed, and rode in a comfortable carriage like a dream to the gorgeous mansion on the outskirts of Jinling.

"Cough cough." Qu Quan coughed twice, and had a drink with him in a disguised way, "That's, it's good, it's good..."

"What's a good way?" Hang Shicheng's eyes lit up.

"Cough, cough, cough." Qu Quan coughed dryly again, "Just, talk, talk, a lot more, a lot more..."

Since having a small group, Qu Xiwei's voice can be heard almost all the time in the whole house...

……

"Where did my sword go??!! Is it you, is it you again!!"

"Ah! My painting!! Don't run away, come back to me!!!"

"You want to give me flowers? Ah! Isn't this the lotus that Aunt Yueyan and Aunt Qiu Fan in Nanyuan just bought and planted?! Return it to me quickly!!!"

"Did you finish your homework! Come back and do my homework for me!!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a few caterpillars... What's wrong with you! Don't get your snot on my clothes!!!"

……

Qu Quan and Ling Xueji let out a long sigh, today is another day of worrying about Qu Bianyou's growth.

3. Naming storm

Ever since Qu Quan and Ling Xueji of Dongyuan had adopted two children, Wei Yueyan and Ling Qiufan of Nanyuan had also adopted a pair of children one after another, making up two pairs of good characters.

After having two boys, naming them is on the agenda. We can’t call them dumplings every day. After all, we are all playing in the garden. When we call out dumplings, our two little heads turn around, but there is only one bowl of crisps. When it's cheese, it's embarrassing.

Wei Yueyan used the principle that soldiers are precious and swift to the fullest. On the day they found out the problem, they named the children, and the next day they chatted with Qu Quan on the way back from court.

"My youngest daughter's name is 'Wei Yunshu'. This name was given by Qiu Fan. The so-called 'Wanli Yunjian Shu, Immediately Jianmenguan', isn't it great!"

Qu Quan was very supportive, "Indeed. The younger sister's name is so domineering, and the elder brother should be even better."

Wei Yueyan had a proud face, "Of course, my brother's name is—" She glanced sideways at Qu Quan, and suddenly wanted to make a fool of herself, "Hey Qu Quan, what's the name of your youngest son?"

Qu Quan said unhurriedly: "It's called 'Qu Xi Wei'. The name of the combination of 'Qu Bian You' is exactly the four characters of 'Analysis of You Analysis Wei'. It's just that the word 'Zai' is too penetrating and vulgar, not suitable for girls, so It has been changed to the synonymous word 'discernment'. The so-called discernment and analysis of subtleties means returning the truth to the world in obscure places and analyzing clues in subtle and hard-to-see places, which is exactly in line with my reasoning for handling cases."

Wei Yueyan: "..." The smile gradually disappeared.

Qu Quan asked: "I've finished everything, you haven't said what your brother's name is yet."

Wei Yueyan: "..." Not only did he not want to speak, he even wanted to slap himself.

As a result, the eldest son of the Wei family, who had just had a name, lost his name after his mother returned home.

Wei Yueyan strode toward Nanyuan in stride, making irritable noises while walking.

"Is it tolerable or unbearable! Come here! Move all the poems and books on the bookshelf to my house! If I can't come up with a name tonight, I won't be called Wei Yueyan!"

"Do you have any poetry books on your bookshelf? Aren't those all books on warfare?"

"The book of war is also available!"

Ling Qiufan looked at her husband speechlessly, "Just because the names of Xiwei and Bianyou can be connected into an idiom, you want to change the child's name?"

For the first time, Wei Yueyan defied the power and straightened his back, "Yes! The name we chose can't be worse than that of Qu Quan!"

Ling Qiufan had a headache, "Didn't you and Mr. Qu reconcile long ago? Why..."

Wei Yueyan looked stubborn: "I reconciled with Qu Quan, does it have anything to do with the fact that my name can't be worse than hers?"

As a result, the eldest son of the Wei family who had just lost his name suddenly had many names.

For ten full days, one day a day, no duplicate samples.

"Wanli Yunjianshu... my brother is called Wei Wanli!"

"Thousands of miles between the clouds... immediately pass the sword gate, the good brother is called Wei Lima!"

"Close Jianmen immediately, okay, my brother will be called Wei Jianmen!"

"Dangerous Clouds!"

"The Dangerous Horse Sword!"

"Dangerous gate!...Dangerous gate? Hey, this is good, this is good——"

Snapped!

On a certain day and night in the second year of Ming Qi, Wei Yueyan, the general of the Twelve Guards, almost died at the hands of his wife.

Bedridden for five days.

***

The name of Wei's eldest son was finally decided, and it was called: Wei Qingfeng.

Although it is still not connected with her sister Yunshu's name, it is enough to match the name of a general who will immediately guard the rivers and mountains with a long sword after a few years.

Of course, this does not prevent the young master of the Qu family from following behind the young master of the Wei family every day, shouting happily——

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei~~ What's your name today again?"

***

4. Steal half a day's leisure from floating life

Ever since the three families lived together, the mansion has been very lively. Qu Quan and Ling Xueji lived in Dongyuan, and Mrs. Qu lived in the southeast garden next to Dongyuan; Living in the South Garden, across the pond is Prime Minister Ling’s Southwest Garden; the second master Wei needs to rest, and lives in the quietest North Garden with his two servants; the four children practice martial arts together on weekdays, so they live closest to the garden, which is also in the mansion The biggest one is Xiyuan; Grandma Xi, Siyao, and Amao live in the twin buildings of the guest house in Dongbeiyuan, and they take good care of each other.

Occasionally, during the rest period, Qin Guangmo and his friends from Jinling came to visit. The mansions in the suburbs of Beijing are large, and they can accommodate so many people.It's not like the extravagant singing and dancing banquets often held by the rich and powerful in Jinling. Just a few bottles of sake, a few cups of clear tea between friends, two or three tables of family banquets, and four or five words between confidants are much better than the world.

Jiji Huamei brought tea cups of snacks back and forth between the garden and the kitchen, and occasionally tasted two skewers of barbecue on the barbecue grill set up by Ling Xueji and Qin Guangmo;

Luchen and Siyao stick together to do needlework, and Granny Xi sits on the side where the sun is not so strong and helps them twist the silk thread;

Shuang Ge set up three weapon racks, with a row of knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, and forks dangling in a row. Wei Yueyan led Qu Bianyou and Wei Yunshu to choose the weapons at hand;

Qu Quan and Ling Qiufan set up a long table under the flower gallery, each holding a pen and writing vigorously. When they are excited, their inspiration is clear, and the beautiful words of mountains and rivers are written down. It is Ling Jiang and Mrs. Qu who are watching the battle beside them. You can't tell the difference between superior and inferior for a while;

At the other end of the long table, Han Xiao and Shuo Dendrobium researched turquoise and orpiment into colored powders to make colored inks. These stones were sent by Mr. Hua, a friend of Qu Quan and the number one painter in the world, but they were rare. After returning to Jinling, Yunyou set off to search for new pigments, so he was unable to come to the banquet;

Han Xiao wrote strokes on the rice paper carefully, Wei Qingfeng who was at the side was a little absorbed in watching, Qu Xiwei took a plate of crabapple cakes and rubbed it over, holding a piece in his hand, stuffing his mouth full, chewing His cheeks were so pink and tender, and the voice that came out of his mouth was like a layer of sweet milk, "Brother Wei~"

Wei Qingfeng turned his head when he heard the sound, and was caught off guard by a mouthful of sweetness;

Hang Shicheng and Amao sat by the lotus pond and chatted about the unsolved case in the previous court, and they talked about having a drink, but later on they couldn't remember who got drunk first, anyway they were all dragged away by Zhan Jin to rest;

While He Youtian was competing with the second master Wei in archery, Shi Zhuang pulled Qin Guangmo, who was sticking a pole, to a secluded place, and took out a small bamboo tube from his sleeve. Qin Guangmo thought that Shi Zhuang was going to scare him with something weird again He covered his eyes and wanted to escape, but he didn't want to wait for Shi Zhuang to remove the cover, a long worm jumped out of the thin tube, and suddenly spread a pair of colorful wings in the air, dazzlingly beautiful under the sun...

***

5. Dongjun's home

The fairy in Tsing Yi sat high on the crown of the tree, put the jade flute in his sleeve, and watched the girl in light yellow clothes slowly walk under the tree with a flower basket.

"I have planted a wintersweet forest for you on the west bank of Dongtian, and you can live here forever."

The girl nodded her head in thanks, and raised her head to see a red plum blossom on her forehead that was as red as blood.Seeing the imprint on her forehead, Xianjun said: "A few days ago I found out the reason for the red plum on your forehead. It turned out that someone drew a red plum in front of your stele. Human blood is the ink, and shame is the brush. , so it is branded on your soul."

The girl was stunned for a moment, with a strange look on her face, and the lord Xian couldn't help but said again: "You have been expelled from Baihua, and I can't come under your jurisdiction if Wintersweet Blossom is not in Sanchun, you... didn't know why you didn't want to Eliminate this imprint, now that you know the reason, are you willing to erase it?"

The girl was silent.

Xianjun sighed: "If you want to understand, I can go to Baihua and say something for you. Although it is quite easy to be a loose fairy in my dojo, it is not as good as you who had a fairy job before." day……"

"Master Dongjun."

The girl Wen Yan interrupted, her eyes narrowed slightly, shining brightly as if reflecting the light of the sky.

A smile is full of spring breeze.

"I think very clearly. When I didn't know the reason before, I just didn't want to erase it. But now that I know it, I don't want to erase it even more."

"I don't know what the story is, but I believe—"

"That must be the most beautiful dream I have ever experienced when I wasted three thousand years in this world."