school days in ancient times

The school bell rang, Ruan Yunsheng ran to Xingsi Pavilion, and carried Ye Mian, who was almost kneeling through the bluestone bricks, back to Qirui Courtyard.

Ye Mian lay on his back and asked, "How are you? Does it still hurt?"

"You're still asking me now?" Ruan Yunsheng smiled helplessly, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Although the tea is hot, it's not boiling water. It's okay."

"Those grandsons are lucky," Ye Mian muttered, "Otherwise, if he goes out to study in the Imperial Academy, I'll blow his head off."

Knowing that Ruan Yunsheng was fine, he felt relieved, and lied weakly on his back and didn't move. He had a really bad day and didn't bother to talk.

The two returned to Qirui Courtyard in silence.

Ruan Yunsheng carefully applied a layer of ointment on Ye Mian's hands that he got back from the hospital. After thinking about it, he took off his boots and lifted his trousers up to his knees. Sure enough, there were big bruises on each of his knees.

Several people couldn't bear to look at it, and even Ye Mian shook his head and sighed: "Stay here for another fucking year, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my legs."

Wei Angyuan hurriedly ordered the servant boy to iron the cloth towel, but he didn't dare to do it after thinking about it, so he handed the cloth to Ruan Yunsheng. Ruan Yunsheng shook the hot cloth towel in his hand a few times, and then gently applied it on Ye Mian's knee.

It hurts like a needle prick, and there is no outsider here, Ye Mian howled loudly, hearing several people feel distressed and want to laugh, Ruan Yunsheng quickly blew on his leg, and gave the ointment little by little. painted it on.

"Ang Yuan, I have to hide in your house for one night." Ye Mian said while putting on his boots after taking the medicine.

"Ah, good." Wei Angyuan was taken aback, "Are you arguing with Shi Lang again?"

"No," Ye Mian rubbed his nose: "It's not noisy, but I provoked him early this morning. The old man told me to go back and wait for him to expose my skin."

Everyone understood, Guai Dao put on a bad face when he came here early in the morning.

After leaving Jixian Gate, Ye Mian waved to Feng Jin who was waiting outside the gate, and said, "I'm going to Zuo Xiang's Mansion tonight, and you can tell them when you get back..."

Ye Mian was rolling his eyes and trying to make an excuse, but was interrupted by Feng Jin with a smile, "Master, someone is here to pick you up today."

"Ah? Who is it?" Ye Mian's heart skipped a beat. He might not have heard about his father's fight in school today, and the old man sent the butler to arrest him. He still remembers the good beating last time.

But looking at Feng Jin's expression, it doesn't look like that.

"Hey, guess what!"

"Tsk, who is it?" Ye Mian was impatient to play riddles with the kid today, so he walked straight to the carriage by himself.

Seeing Ye Mian stepping over, Wei Angyuan and the others impatiently lifted the curtain of the carriage, then stared at the inside without moving. After a long time, they reluctantly called out: "Brother."

Several people looked at each other, and trotted over quickly, only to see in the spacious carriage, a noble young man in a light-colored brocade suit, with a silver crown and jade belt, leaning on a ball of gold and red brocade pillows with a clear posture. Lazy but still cheerful, seeing them all coming, she slowly sat up straight, licked the corners of her lips towards them, and there was a hint of romance between the corners of her eyes and the brows.

A few people felt that there seemed to be a spring breeze lingering in their arms, Gu Zi blushed, leaned over to salute, and called out obediently: "Brother Jing".

There were quite a few people at the gate of Guozixue, and when they heard that Mr. Duanhua was coming, they all ran over in a swarm, poking their heads around, wanting to have a glimpse of the peerless demeanor.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Mian raised his eyes and yelled at those people fiercely.

Immediately, he jumped into the carriage and got in, slammed down the curtain to block those gazes, and after a while he remembered to shout outside: "Ang Yuan, I'll go to your place some other day, let's go first."

After the carriage moved, Ye Mian asked Ye Jing shamelessly, "Why are you here?"

Ye Jing let out a chuckle, "Why, if I don't come, you won't go back home?"

"I can hide for a day." Ye Mian leaned back on the mat and sighed resignedly. "Anyway, the old man doesn't like me. It's boring to be scolded by him for every bite of sesame cake."

"Nonsense, my father is angry at you for being lazy," Ye Jing suddenly closed her lips and smiled, reached out and pulled Ye Mian closer to sniff him, then frowned and asked him : "Why does it smell like medicine?"

Ye Mian coughed unnaturally, and turned to look to the other side.

A few kinds of rhetoric quickly passed through his mind, and when he turned around, he saw his brother looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, and he was discouraged. His brother is from Dali Temple, and he specializes in extorting confessions by torture. I had a professional fight with others.

Resigned to fate, he cleared his throat and said, "I got into a fight with someone in school today, and I was punished by Xingsi Pavilion to kneel for two hours."

Ye Jing glanced at Ye Mian up and down, stretched out his hand and pulled out his left hand that was hidden behind his back, looked at it for a while and frowned and said, "You hit so hard?"

Ye Mian withdrew his hand, "It's nothing, not as hard as your own father."

Ye Jing looked up at him.

"I don't know if anyone has notified Dad. Anyway, you have to protect me when you go back today. If you get beaten up again, you won't have a younger brother. Mother is too old and can't have another child, ouch!"

Ye Jing slapped him on the head, and reprimanded: "Now you dare to talk nonsense in front of me. I don't think your father beat you unjustly."

Ye Mian was in a hurry, and he had no good words: "Anyway, I can't afford to be punished today. If he beats me again, I will lose my face. Then the trouble will be even worse. You, the eldest son, don't want to clean up the mess, so just watch it yourself." Do it!".

Ye Jing was silent for a moment, looked him in the eyes again, and suddenly smiled lightly: "I never thought that you would be so arrogant after I've been away for a few months, I'm afraid you even forgot who is in charge of this mansion. "

Ye Jing's voice was still soft, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit cold, Ye Mian's heart trembled, knowing that he was really upset, he didn't dare to test his brother's temper again, swallowed his saliva and quickly confessed.

His buttocks moved towards his brother, and seeing that Ye Jing didn't scold him, he sat down next to him, stretched out his arms and hugged his brother's waist, his obedience and flattery couldn't be expressed in words.

The Ye Mansion was very lively today, the old lady's Shouyunzhai set up three tables of noodles, the concubines, concubines, daughters and aunts were also invited, and made an exception for the kitchen to have a meat feast to clean up the old and young master.

Mrs. Jiang kept busy in the hall, commanding the maids to prepare the table, and was called back by Mrs. Ye and the eldest maid, Yun'er, and said angrily, "Why are you still busy today? There is no shortage of someone like you. gone."

Qiu Shi shook her head with a smile, Ye Jing also looked at Jiang Shi tenderly, Jiang Nanchu blushed, and was pushed down by the happy-looking Du Mama and sat next to the young master.

Ye Jing took Jiang Shi's hand, held it in his hand, and patted comfortingly.

Mrs. Ye smiled heartily, "That's right, that's right!"

A few respectable women and maids also joked, Jiang Nanchu blushed and gave Ye Jing a look, and pulled his hand back, everyone laughed again.

Mama Du was very angry and happy when she saw how the second girl, who was always generous and dignified, was such a young daughter.

Mrs. Ye turned her head and said to Ye Shilang with a "bluffing face": "Brother Jing just came back today. If you have anything to do, you can wait until tomorrow to talk about it. Let Nanchu take care of him to rest early, and don't call you again." Go to the study!"

The smiling Ye Shilang hurriedly bowed to answer.

Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Qiu asked some details about Ye Jing's daily life when he was on business in the south, and everyone listened carefully.

Ye Mian silently sat at the table drinking tea, successfully minimized the sense of presence, seeing his grandmother there full of heart and soul, his mother's loving face, his father's eyes full of pride, his sister-in-law's wholehearted admiration, There are also occasional peeks from the girls with blushing faces.

He thought that the old man would not be able to remember to deal with him tonight.

After Ye Mian drank two pots of tea with pastries, he finally remembered to open the banquet.

During the banquet, Ye Mian's bladder was overwhelmed, so he ran three times to the court room, and received three blank eyes from Ye Shilang. The last time, just as the banquet was about to end, Ye Shilang stared at Ye Mian and suddenly seemed to remember something. His tone was raised in his throat.

Ye Jing suddenly said: "Brother Mian, you can go to my study in a while."

Mrs. Ye scolded him: "You just came back, why do you have to talk about it today?"

Mrs. Jiang has always been one-hearted with her husband, and said softly: "I must guide Brother Mian's studies. In two days, they will have their school exams again."

It's about studies, Mrs. Ye couldn't stop it, so she had no choice but to give up.

Ye Shilang also nodded, and then taught Ye Mian with a cold face: "You must not let down your brother's painstaking efforts. He even rushed these days and asked you about your studies when he came back. I will bring you back for this ten-day exam. Ding and so on." , I'll break your leg!"

Baohe carried the clothes that the fourth young master would wear tomorrow into the study of Bihua Pavilion. The eldest young master was wearing homely clothes and was sitting behind the desk listening to the second young master's report. Without squinting, he lifted the curtain and entered the inner room.

This room is the place where the young master takes a nap when he is tired of handling official duties. Baohe doesn't know how much the young master uses it, but every time the fourth young master of his family comes to Bihua Pavilion, he always stays here, and there are many Ye Mian in it. If it hadn't been for a few months since I didn't come here, I wouldn't have to go back to Baofengyuan to pick up my clothes.

It was bustling here, even though they didn't dare to speak loudly to make a noise outside, people were standing all over the ground.

Ye Mian had just finished taking a bath, and was lying on the flat bed and fell asleep. Bao Nian sat by the bed and carefully applied the medicine to him.

He was really tired today, and now he was very sleepy. Before it was time to sleep on weekdays, he closed his eyes in a daze. When his consciousness was slowly drifting away, he suddenly heard his brother's voice, Ye Mian Woke up in a jerk.

"elder brother."

"Wake you up?"

Ye Mian raised half of his body and yawned, "I haven't slept yet, why don't you go to rest?"

"Just go."

Ye Jing sat on the edge, looked at Ye Mian's knees and palms, then lifted his silk white pajamas to look at his back, shook his head and said: "You dare to stay at home and outside before your wings are hardened." It's really stupid to have both ends fluttering."

Ye Mian curled his lips and said: "I dare not compare with you. Mr. Duanhua was clean-eyed when he was in school, and he is famous for his talent and arrogance."

"Me?" Ye Jing raised one corner of his mouth into a chuckle and asked, "I can do whatever I want by myself, why do you?"

"Because I was born well."

"Oh?"

"I was reincarnated as your younger brother." Ye Mian smiled.

Ye Jing froze for a moment, then turned her head and smiled slightly with the corners of her lips raised.

Under the candlelight, Mr. Hua's side profile was so beautiful that it seemed real or unreal, and the maidservants who came to serve him in Baofeng Court all lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Ye Mian took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Brother, you are so pretty, I want to be your younger brother in my next life."

Ye Jing raised her hand and gently twirled his earlobe: "Aren't you very good at coaxing people? Why don't you know how to say a few nice words to your father?"

Ye Mian fell silent.

Ye Jing looked at him again, then got up, "Go to bed early, I'm back, you don't have to worry about father punishing you."

Ye Mian grabbed his brother's sleeve, "Brother, I have something to ask you."

Ye Jing snorted lightly: "The kind words you say are valuable."

Ye Mian sat up straight, grabbed Ye Jing with both hands, and said seriously: "Brother, you know the case of Yushi Ruan Du, right? It has arrived at your Dali Temple. Ruan Yunsheng, the third son of his family, is my best brother."

Ye Jing looked at him disapprovingly: "What did you promise him?"

"No," Ye Mian waved his hands again and again, "I never asked him to beg you."

Ye Jing calmed down a little, took another deep look at Ye Mian, and said, "I see, you rest, come over tomorrow morning and have dinner with me and your sister-in-law."

Ye Mian hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, tidied up his clothes, and slipped into the bed, with "I'm the most obedient and begging for mercy" written all over his face.

Ye Jing turned around and went out without even looking at him.