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Chapter 10 Who Calls Down the Stairs at Sunset

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    [1] "When the Flowers Fall. Who Calls Down the Stairs at Sunset" Nalan Xingde. Words

    Whoever calls down the stairs at sunset holds the catkin.

    ? Turn your head and hold back a smile and stand before the steps,

    Always speechless, also Yiyi.

    There is no evidence in the letter book, so don't talk about lovesickness.

    Persuading Yi Hao to get drunk at the red window,

    It's too late, when the flowers fall.

    Because of Mu'er's dishonesty, Su Xiaoya leaned listlessly by the windowSu Xiaoya suddenly noticed that Mu'er was walking towards this side, and a smile appeared on her face immediately.

    She came to the dressing table, put on lipstick in a hurry, arranged her clothes, and ran downstairs in a hurry.

    Discovering that Wan'er was picking catkins for "fighting grass" in the garden, she quickly snatched them from her hand, and hurried back to the stairs to stand still.

    She looked back and kept looking around, eagerly waiting for Mu'er to enter the door, holding back the smile all over her face

    Mu'er crossed the bamboo path obliquely with Yu Rong, twisted around the pines and willows, and turned to the front of the steps.  When they met each other at first glance, they looked at each other, and both of them implied affection.

    "Who called her from upstairs? She still held a handful of vanilla in her hand." Mother wondered.

    At this time, the setting sun fell on her body.  Her fingers are as white and tender as catkins, especially the "blue nails"[1] dyed for the Qixi Festival, which are extraordinarily beautiful.  She just stood there silently, with an angry look on her small face, but her eyes were filled with the light of love.

    Xiaoya finally spoke, and said coquettishly, "The appointment in the letter is so unreliable, you missed the appointmentdon't say 'miss me'~"

    Seeing Mu'er confused, flustered and anxious, Xiaoya couldn't bear it anymore, she took the initiative to go down the steps, took Muer's hand and walked upstairs, comforting Muer with a playful tone, "I'm letting you  Take the time to see my 'Mirror Pavilion'. The setting sun at this time is as beautiful as the moon through the 'small round window'. When the sun sets, it will delay the good time."

    Xiaoya actually brought Mu'er to the boudoir.

    [2] "Water Marks Don't Move Qiu Rong Jing" Su Xiaoxiao. Poem

    The water mark does not move Qiu Rongjing,

    The shadow of the flower hangs obliquely, and the spring color drags.

    The bright moon shines every night,

    Chao Chaoxiao suffers from the grinding of white clouds.

    Xiaoya likes lantern flowers[2], and there is a pot of hanging bells and crabapples hanging in the mirror pavilion, exuding a faint fragrance; there are a few poems hanging on the wall, the handwriting is beautiful and elegant, and it is extremely elegant.

    Mu'er couldn't help applauding when he read "every night, the bright moon shines, and the morning and morning are tortured by the white clouds".  I thought to myself: What a blessing it would be to be able to grow old with Xiaoya in this life!  Then he responded casually, "The whole body is covered with moon dew, which is cool and refreshing, and makes a fragrance reflecting the sun."

    The two sat by the window, admiring the beautiful scenery and passing years together. During the conversation, they found that they had a good understanding of each other, and they looked like old people from previous lives, as if the vast sea of ??people was waiting for each other.

    Mu'er was originally a talented scholar, and when he was young, he studied under Wu Zhifang, a famous scholar in the south of the Yangtze River[3].  Faced with this situation, he recited a lot of good sentences casually through his drunkenness.

    Xiaoya liked it even more. She stopped her cup and played the piano.

    [3] "Drumming - Part 3" [4] The Book of Songs

    ?Death and life are in harmony with each other, and they are said to Zicheng;

    Hold your hand and grow old with you.

    Over the years, Yu Rong learned a lot about the relationship between men and women through her experience in Tanhua Lane.  Some loves are as short as morning dew and as thin as floating clouds, she has to tell Xiaoya quickly to let her understand

    Yu Rong asked Wan'er to replace Xiaoya, and said to her: "Mu'er is the queen of Xiangguo, Ya'er, you have to be careful!"

    But Xiaoya has fantasies about Mu'er, "If this kind of talented person can get his mercy, it doesn't matter to be a concubine."

    "Don't be stupid, Ya'er. This kind of family is usually a heir to the family of poetry and books, and the most important thing is to 'be right with each other'. He is the queen of the country, and we are a brothel family. How can we stay together in this life? Although he treats you kindly now, he also treats you well."  How do you know how long it will last?" Yu Rong dare not expect extravagantly whether this wealthy family can accommodate the body of a brothel.

    Yu Rong asked Wan'er to call Mu'er to the living room again, and asked Mu'er in front of Xiaoya: "Young Master Mu, you must have left here, and your heart will not be with my girl, right?" Yu Rong asked suddenly.  , Mu'er was a little confused.

    Xiaoya hurriedly said: "My mother means that you are the son of Xiangguo and I am a brothel singing girl. I wonder if you are sincere to me?"

    Mu'er blushed with anxiety, pointed to the pine tree in the yard and said: "Qingsong bears witness, Mu'er is willing to live and die with Miss Xiaoya!" His eagerness and sincerity, although Yu Rong has been through the world for a long time, can't see it after all.  Is it true or false.

    Regardless of whether it's true or not, Xiaoya already believed him in her heart.  sheUse troops.  Soil country city canal, I alone southbound.

    From Sun Zizhong, Ping Chen and Song Dynasty.  I don't want to return, I am worried.

    Where do you live?  Yuan mourning his horse?  To ask for it?  under the forest.

    The life and death agreement is broad, and it is said with Zicheng.  Hold your hand and grow old with you.

    Yu Kuo Xi, do not live Xi.  Yu Xi Xun Xi, do not believe me.

    [5] Qiaoguo

    Qiqiao Qiqiao's festive food is most famous for its Qiaoguo.  Qiaoguo, also known as "Qiaoguozi", has many styles and is a traditional sacrifice and beauty point of the Qixi Festival.

    On the night of Qixi Festival, people bring "Qiaoguo" to the courtyard, and the whole family sits around to taste the craftsmanship of "Qiaoguo".  Now this custom is no longer spread in many places, and the traditional food "Qiqiao Guozi" has also evolved into a variety of pastries.

    There are many colors and styles of Qiaoguo, and the main materials are oil, flour, sugar, and honey.  Most of them are pastries made of a wooden mold commonly known as "kazi", and then baked with fire.  This kind of melon and fruit is called "flower melon" or "bottle flower".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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