Jun Jiuling

Under the cloud-like cherry blossoms, the tide-like crowd receded like a tide.

Amidst the flowers, willows and greenery, a group of people in flying fish suits walked along the street with embroidered spring knives on their waists.

Even though the sun was shining brightly and the flowers were in full bloom, with the appearance of these people, it seemed that dark clouds covered the sun for a moment, making the whole street cold.

Right in the midst of this group of people, a vermilion figure became the focus of everyone's attention.

Immediately, the man's figure was like a pine tree.

He is about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, his clothes are like fire, his face is like porcelain, his eyes are like ink, he is tall, but he looks a bit thin.

Perhaps it was because of his slightly pale face, as if he had been hiding in the dark all year round without seeing the sun.

In particular, his face was like wax, without a smile at all, his eyes were bright but dark, as if he looked at the eyes and seemed to turn a blind eye to nothing.

He looked just as everyone imagined, handsome but weird, like a snake, when he saw it, he felt shuddering and dared not look directly at him.

What he does is spying, and his people are rarely seen.

It was like this when he was unknown at the beginning, and it was also like this when he suddenly rose to fame.

At this time, many passers-by saw him for the first time, and even Ning Yunzhao upstairs saw his appearance clearly for the first time. When he followed his uncle into the palace, he only saw a back from a distance. At that time, he was alone in the palace. In front of a great hall, hidden in the shadows, it looked like a lone wolf.

"This meat loin knife has gone out, I don't know who is going to be unlucky." A young man said in a low voice. 【Note 1】

Just now he spoke loudly and laughed loudly, but now he dared not speak loudly as if he was afraid to startle the heavenly beings.

No young master answered his words, and everyone's eyes were on the group of people on the street.

The team of people did not gallop away, but stopped in front of a tea shed.

All the original guests in the tea shed had already left, and the owner of the tea shed tremblingly stepped forward to greet him.

"Is he going to enjoy the cherry blossoms?" Ning Yunling frowned and said, "It's really strange, he still has this elegance."

Ning Yunzhao looked at Lu Yun's horse and walked into the tea shed.

The guards stood around the tea shed holding knives, and the tea shed blocked the view inside.

The people on the street started to walk again, everyone was a little more cautious than the previous wanton and relaxed expressions, and even the ignorant children riding on the backs of their parents stopped crying.

Ning Yunzhao and other young masters also looked away.

"It's really a disappointment." Someone said in a low voice, greeting everyone, "Let's go too."

Ning Yunzhao had no objection, and the group went downstairs, Ning Yunling patted him behind.

"What's wrong with you brother ten?" He asked in a low voice.

Ning Yunzhao was a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with me?" he asked.

Ning Yunling examined him.

"You haven't been energetic since you came back this time, quite a bit..." He said, thinking of suitable words to describe, "Quite a bit of daily family love and sleepiness..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Yunzhao let out a yell.

"You boy." He rolled his eyes, "What book have you read recently?"

Ning Yunling laughed.

Of course he didn't believe that Ning Yunzhao would really love the woman.

"But you really miss home this time? Are you grateful that sister Yanyan is getting married? Time flies like water. It seems that in the blink of an eye these little kids will grow up and go their separate ways..."

He walked downstairs with his shoulders on Ning Yunzhao, sighing.

"...The lantern on your desk was given to you by Yanyan, you have never brought such trivial things from home before..."

"I won't go back this year for Chinese New Year. Yanyan will get married next year. We just finished the exam. If you earn a champion and go back to marry her, that will really add luster."

"But at that time, no one will look at the bride and groom, but you, the number one scholar."

Ning Yunzhao paused slightly.

Champion man?

Then, will she come to see it too?

what is she doing now

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Miss Jun paused slightly as she stepped up the steps, and looked sideways at a flower tree in his wife's yard.

It's already April, and the flowers and trees at home are about to bloom.

"Young lady, please come in."

The two girls in front of the door raised the curtain and said respectfully.

Ganoderma lucidum looked out through the window and saw the woman walking into his wife's room with a graceful figure.

But she knew that the young mistress wouldn't stay inside for a long time, and she would come out in an hour at most.

The sound of footsteps came from the side, Lingzhi hurriedly withdrew her eyes and sat down on the kang.

The door was pushed open, and a servant woman came in with a food box.

"Miss Lingzhi has eaten." She said with a smile.

Although she had been imprisoned for a month, the eldest wife did not sell her out as the young mistress said, and even ordered that food and clothing should not be treated harshly.

It can be seen that the wife will not embarrass her.

After all, he is the person the young master likes, and the wife almost confessed to a dog that the young master liked back then.

Not a sumptuous but exquisite and delicious meal was placed on several tables one by one.

"How is the young master?" Lingzhi sat over and did not pick up the bowls and chopsticks, but asked the questions that he would ask every day, with a worried and uneasy expression on his face.

"Young master is fine, it took a long time to wake up." The servant woman said, "It seems to be a little refreshed."

Ganoderma lucidum wept.

"It's all my fault." She cried, "If it weren't for my young master, I wouldn't be like this."

The servant girl was used to it, and served her the soup.

"How can I blame you for this? It's all the young lady's fault. Even ordinary people will be exhausted if they do it twice in such a short amount of time. What's more, our young master is so good."

She was a married woman, and said such things in a coarse and free manner.

"It's good if you didn't die on the spot." She said, and handed the soup to Lingzhi.

Ganoderma lucidum was a young girl after all, she blushed and lowered her head to take the bowl when she heard this, and she wanted to express her uneasiness and sadness again, and the aroma of the soup was tangy.

This is pork knuckle with fish maw, thick and dense, the most beautiful. All the girls in the house love to eat it, and it is also her favorite food, but not everyone can eat it anytime.

She ate a lot here, but today she didn't know what happened, looking at the soup bowl and smelling the aroma, she just felt sick.

Maybe it was locked in the house and sat for too long.

Can't be disgusting, wouldn't that spoil the kindness of my wife.

She raised her head and wanted to smile shyly and gratefully at the servant girl, but just as soon as she pursed her lips, she felt that her heart was overwhelmed, countless things rushed up, and before she could open her mouth, she sprayed them out.

The servant woman standing aside didn't realize that she was splashed all over and screamed.

This is her best dress.

This little hoof...

Ganoderma lucidum didn't apologize to her, and vomited while leaning on the Kang table.

"Hey girl, what's wrong with you?" The servant woman could only pinch her nose and asked, "What's wrong?"

After vomiting Ganoderma lucidum for a while, I just felt dizzy and felt a little better.

"I'm fine." She said while supporting the kang table.

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent over and vomited again.

The maid couldn't bear the smell in the room, and thought that this Ganoderma lucidum was a girl that the wife had ordered to treat kindly and that the young master liked, so she hurriedly went out.

"Miss Ganoderma lucidum, don't be afraid that I will report to my wife and ask the doctor to come and have a look." She hurried out of the door.

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Note 1: Meat waist knife: Li Linfu, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, was jealous of the virtuous and able to frame Zhongliang, so he was called the meat waist knife, and later used the meat waist knife to refer to those who conspired to frame others.