school days in ancient times

Ye Mian didn't have a filter for this little bald bird. The "delivery room" was very hot and there was no incense. He just stood there for a while before he couldn't take it anymore.

Zhuang Jue reluctantly followed him out, and ordered the bird breeder who knelt in the yard without even daring to lift his head to take care of him. He wouldn't answer the words, just kowtowed non-stop.

After Ye Mian came out, he let out a deep mouthful of stale air, then raised his head and took a few mouthfuls of fresh air mixed with the fragrance of flowers into his lungs, which made him feel better.

Zhuang Jue wanted to take him back to his room to rest, but Ye Mian didn't want to be bored in that room.

The two simply left Zhuang Jue's yard, and Ye Mian followed him and asked him, "Your back injury is better, when can you go back to Guozi school for vacation?"

Zhuang Jue nodded, "That's great, I'll go back to school as soon as the ten-day holiday is over," Zhuang Jue turned to look at Ye Mian at this point, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows and asked: " Do you miss me?"

"...I'm just being polite." Ye Mian said injustice.

Zhuang Jue didn't believe it, and the joyful smile in the narrow and long phoenix eyes deepened, with a smug face, "There's nothing to say, you just have a thin skin."

Ye Mian rolled his eyes, got it!This man used the same filter for himself and that little bald bird.

Thinking of this, Ye Mian asked amusedly, "The little bald man, are you planning to keep him in front of you?"

Zhuang Jue frowned, and said unhappily: "What little bald man, why do you sound so ugly?"

Ye Mian gave a "tsk" sound, "Then give it a name."

"I haven't thought about it yet," Zhuang Jue frowned and sighed, "I wrote a few things yesterday, but none of them were good. Let me think about it again."

Ye Mian: "..." The grandfather of the next-door neighbor in the last life named his grandson in the same way.

Zhuang Jue said again: "After more than half a month, when it grows down feathers, it will no longer be afraid of the cold, and I will move it to my house."

Ye Mian didn't find it strange when he heard him say that, but reminded: "That thing can talk, but it's very disturbing. My cousin Wende caught the hen of that little thing, and he only cared about it for a few days. I gave it away, and said that the bird learned human speech very quickly, and in just two nights, a sentence of human words popped out of its mouth, and it was nagging endlessly from morning to night."

Zhuang Jue nodded and said: "My servant said that this honey parrot is indeed extremely enlightened. When he moves to my room, I will teach him how to speak."

"What do you want to teach him?" Ye Mian couldn't help but asked curiously.

"It depends on its understanding," Zhuang Jue thought for a while, and said seriously: "I want to enlighten him and teach him how to make a fuss."

Ye Mian staggered, that little bald man was going to become a jerk...

The two were walking aimlessly in the mansion, and vaguely heard the sound of silk and bamboo shengge in the distance, Zhuang Jue took his hand, "I will take you to see my mother."

Ye Mian nodded. The eldest princess summoned him twice but was stopped by the servant man's mansion. Now that he is visiting the princess mansion, he must go to see him in person.

Ye Mian followed him to speed up his pace and rushed there. After passing through a few corridors and pavilions, suddenly there was an open space in front of him, and what came into view was a large artificial lake. A large pavilion with cornices and hooked corners was built next to the lake. The hibiscus trees surrounded on both sides are in full bloom, full of pink, bright and bright.

In the pavilion, more than a dozen noble ladies dressed in gorgeous clothes don't wear gold and jade, and their heads are covered with precious hairpins and jewels. They sit in order. Young and old, with black hair pulled into a complicated bun with clouds, but only a few simple green hairpins are randomly inserted on it, holding a round fan in the front hand, leaning leisurely on the armrest of the wide couch watching the singing and dancing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake , a row of maids in skirts behind her lowered their eyes and stood quietly.

Zhuang Jue led the people over, which naturally attracted the attention of the people in the pavilion. All the women's eyes lit up, but Ye Mian was about the same age as Zhuang Jue, and they also looked the same. It was hard for them to tell the difference Which one is the King of Rongnan County, he couldn't open his mouth to flatter the person above him, but he was amazed in his heart for a moment, secretly guessing, the eldest princess' second son is said to be very ordinary in appearance, so I don't know which family the other child is from Yes, it's decided that they don't...

The eldest princess who was sitting at the top straightened up slightly, smiled and waved to them, calling out, "Come here."

Zhuang Jue stepped forward, but the Eldest Princess didn't let go of her hand, and with a "tsk", she blocked Zhuang Jue from the side, "I didn't call you, just stand aside," after speaking, she turned to Ye Mian He beckoned and called out in a warm voice: "My good boy, come to Ben Gong."

Zhuang Jue: "..."

Ye Mian stepped forward and saluted the eldest princess respectfully. As soon as she straightened up, the eldest princess held up her hand and pulled him to her wide couch, ordering him to sit beside her. Yan sat beside her.

Seeing that his demeanor was not coy, the eldest princess nodded in satisfaction.

Ye Mian only saw the appearance of Princess Rongyi clearly when he got close, but he didn't expect Zhuang Jue to be so elegant, but the princess's facial features could only be regarded as delicate, not very outstanding, only the majesty and demeanor between the eyebrows and eyes, in the Inadvertently showing the potential of the noble daughter of the heavenly family.

The eldest princess looked at Ye Mian carefully, and saw that his forehead was covered with the fine sweat that just broke out in the bird house, so she raised her hand and took a handkerchief to touch his forehead, and ordered the maid behind her to Feed him water.

Although Ye Mian was raised as lazy in the servant's mansion, he didn't dare to be presumptuous outside. In front of the elders, he asked the girl to feed and drink water, so he took the jade tea cup by himself, and took a small sip with both hands, looking obedient. very.

The noble ladies who were watching all laughed, and one of them asked, "I don't know which young master this is, it's really nice to see."

The eldest princess's exquisite willow eyebrows slightly raised, and she said slowly: "It's also from our house."

Ye Mian let out a growl in his throat, and tried not to cough out, marveling in his heart, Zhuang Jue's ability to talk to himself, but he found the source!

The noble lady was also taken aback, although she didn't understand what she meant, she didn't dare to ask further, they had never met the second son of the princess mansion, if it was rumored outside, wouldn't it offend her to ask again!When I came here, my husband reminded me ten thousand times that this woman would be able to help the Hou Mansion, which had already been empty, to turn around and regain its prosperity. Now, if you give her a bear's heart and leopard's guts, she would not dare to talk in front of her , Then he just smiled dryly.

The women in the pavilion are all human beings, and they all kept silent.

The eldest princess looked at Ye Mian with a smile, as if she was very familiar with him, and didn't ask him anything else, only asked him how he slept last night, what he used for breakfast, and coaxed him to eat a few more snacks before letting go. He left, so the noble ladies in the pavilion are even more uncertain, this really looks like a young master raised in his own house, it seems that what is said outside is not entirely credible.

Ye Mian's face was as usual, but his heart was also very confused. He couldn't figure out what kind of routine this was. After he quit with Zhuang Jue, he asked him, "What's wrong with your mother..." After thinking about it, he swallowed it back , abruptly changed the topic, "Why did your mother give you the first place in front of so many people?"

Zhuang Jue nodded indifferently, "My mother is still mad at me."

"What?" Ye Mianqi asked: "I have always heard people say that the eldest princess treats you as a treasure, but you won't suffer even a single grievance!"

Zhuang Jue gave a soft "hmm", and said lightly: "This time she is very angry, and she hasn't given me a good face for a long time."

"Because...Zhuang Yu?" Ye Mian asked cautiously.

"Ah."

Ye Mian paused, he always wanted to know what Zhuang Jue had done to his brother, but it was hard to ask, this brother is so filthy, brother-in-law, if Zhuang Jue didn't take the initiative to say it, he, an outsider, would never open his mouth to ask. , then stopped, frowning and persuading him earnestly: "You and Zhuang Yu are brothers, or a compatriot of the same mother. There is no one who is closer than you in this world. It is inevitable to fight with jealousy, but you can't really do it. Dead hand."

Zhuang Jue smiled slightly when he saw his serious appearance, stretched out his hand to pinch the tender flesh of his cheek, and said with a smile: "It's strange that my mother loves you very much before seeing you. You always say the same thing as she can say." come."

Ye Mian let out a "hiss" and slapped his hand down.

Zhuang Jue didn't care, and continued: "It's the same with the map last time. I sent someone to rush that thing back to my father eight hundred miles away. That's why my father put the family affairs aside and played with my mother." Entering Beijing. I told my mother that I almost burned the map according to her order, but you stopped me. My mother sighed and said that you are like her child, not like me, just like my father. , in this case a piece of elm."

Ye Mian was dumbfounded, but he sighed in his heart, isn't this nonsense, if you can win by your looks, who should suffer because of your talent?