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The sound of the flute clears the bamboos, horses and green plums

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    The majestic procession of carriages and horses left the city gate, and they had not arrived yet after walking for a full hour.  Xie Qiao couldn't help but couldn't sit still. He stretched out his hand to lift the curtains and stuck his head out, asking Zi Qian who was standing outside:

    "Is it still far away?"

    Zi Qian put up a pergola with his hands and looked into the distance:

    "It's not very far. We can already see the mountain in front of us. It's at the foot of the mountain. Why are you bored sitting in the car?"

    Xie Qiao shook the palace fan in his hand, raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see the lush green mountains rolling down, as if hidden in the clouds and mist, so hazy that they couldn't see clearly.  Xie Qiao was discouraged, knowing that this was Zi Qian's good intention to fool her. She looked close, and if she wanted to leave, there would still be a long way to go.

    Seeing her depressed look, Zi Qian couldn't help but smile. He jumped up from his horse and landed firmly behind Xie Qiao's carriage. He reached out and pulled out a jade-colored flute from behind, and put it to his lips.  , start playing.

    In an instant, the sound of the clear flute echoed, which was really sweet and beautiful.  Qiao Yue, who was in the carriage ahead, stuck her head out to take a look, couldn't help but pursed her lips, smiled, and turned back, saying:

    "It's Young Master Ziqian from He Mansion. He was probably afraid that the third girl would be boring, so he came here to coax the third girl to play."

    As he spoke, he poured half a cup of warm tea and handed it to the old lady¡¯s hand. The old lady took a sip, placed it on the small table beside her and said:

    "It can be said that Zi Qian has a very good temperament. He knows how to give in and coax the three girls. He is a good match for his family background. Only his mother"

    Having said this, he stopped talking, sighed lightly and shook his head:

    "Besides, the confused eldest lady in our family is still thinking about getting married in the palace. In my opinion, looking at my mother's not very smart appearance, my daughter can't be taught too well. How can it be compared to anything?  When the old lady in the mansion was still alive, she had a wrong idea. I don¡¯t care about it, I just let them fiddle with it. It¡¯s her destiny to build a good one, and let her suffer if it¡¯s not good. It¡¯s just me.  None of them can even think about meddling in the marriage of these three girls. If I don¡¯t nod, I won¡¯t even think about carrying it out even if the Emperor comes.¡±

    Qiaoyue burst into laughter:

    "The old lady is really serious. She gritted her teeth when she said this. If you didn't know, you thought she was here to rob you. If someone comes to marry you, you might as well scare them away first."

    The old lady couldn¡¯t hold it in anymore after hearing this, she leaned on the soft couch and laughed.

    Ziqian was dressed in white and sat on the carriage shaft, holding a jade flute and playing softly. The breeze blew through his clothes, and he had an otherworldly temperament. Xie Qiao opened half the door and watched through the gauze curtain.  , suddenly felt that this situation was as beautiful and poetic as described in the book.

    After playing the song, the boy in white looked back gracefully, his bright smiling eyes more dazzling than the sunshine outside.  For a moment, Xie Qiao couldn't help but be confused and looked at him in a daze.  Suddenly I heard Zhang Jingsheng laughing and saying:

    "The sound of someone's jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze and filling Luo City. Zi Qian's flute is becoming more and more sophisticated now."

    Xie Qiao finally came back to his senses, poured half a cup of tea with his own hands and stuffed it to Qiaolan on the side. Qiaolan understood, smiled, leaned out and handed it to Ziqian in front of him and said:

    "Master Ziqian, thank you for your hard work. Please drink this tea."

    He Ziqian frowned, looked inside with a smile, and whispered thank you.

    Xie Baoshu suddenly waved his whip and said loudly:

    "It seems that Shen Yuan is coming from the front, but who is that next to him? Why does he look like a woman?"

    But it is said that in Taixue, in addition to the ten-day holiday, there are two long holidays every year. One is the field holiday, which takes place in May, and the other is the clothing-giving holiday in September. This is the old practice.  Because at that time, there were mostly supervisors selected from various provinces to enter the Imperial College, but later they gradually became rarer.  Nowadays, Imperial College has become the domain of officials and officials.  And because the Book of Songs says: Fire flows in the seventh month, and clothes are given in the ninth month.  The emperor then issued a decree to change the original field holiday in May to the fire holiday in July.

    The old princess of the Anping Palace invited the old lady to come to Zhuangzi in the suburbs to escape the summer heat and relax. However, they happened to catch up with Qin Siming and his colleagues. They also had a holiday in the Imperial College, and there was nothing important all day long. So Qin Siming also made an appointment with Baoshu, Zi Qian and Jingsheng.  We came to his village to escape the heat, and also spent some time with my grandmother.

    Qin Siming arrived a day earlier with the car escorting the old princess, but today he took orders from his grandmother and came here to greet the old lady of the Xie Mansion.  Hearing the melodious sound of the flute in the distance, Qin Siming couldn't help but smile. He glanced sideways at the beautiful girl in riding gear standing next to him and said:

    "This flute player is the Zi Qian I often tell you, and he is the son of Mr. He Shilang."

    As he spoke, he looked her over and said:

    "Every girl in my family is polite and quiet, but you like riding archers and horses, but you reallyThere is no messy hairpin on her head, only a pearl flower with green stamens on it. It is simple but not shabby.

    The most rare thing is that his actions are generous and his eyes are crystal clear. He can see the bottom at a glance. No wonder he has caught the eye of his own master. When talking about others, even the few minor masters in the palace, if they are compared seriously, they are slightly inferior.  A little more.

    Although my master has a noble status, he has no biological sisters to play with, so he is lonely. The escorts he selected are also not satisfactory. Now that he has such a companion, it may be better. Besides, this girl Xie is a stable one.  It's hard to say that they can lead their master to be more at ease, and they will be less worried.

    Thinking of this, the old grandma bowed and was about to salute.  Xie Qiao is not a fool. If she was still doubtful about Qin Ruyu's identity before, she will understand a little bit when she sees this decent old nanny.  Qin Siming is a royal relative in the clan, how can his cousin be an ordinary person.  In addition, she has the surname of Guo, and the majestic aura of the women and girls who are close to her in front of her is something that no one except the palace can have.  Then it is not difficult to guess Qin Ruyu's identity. Maybe the young master in the palace went out to play incognito.

    Xie Qiao didn't criticize her at all, but she couldn't accept this gift from her mama no matter what.

    With this thought in mind, he hurriedly stepped forward to support the old grandma with his own hands and said respectfully:

    "Xie Qiao is just a junior, but he cannot afford the gift of a mother."

    The grandma was startled, then she curved her lips and smiled, and couldn't help but secretly raise her thumb: She is such a clever and clever girl, but she doesn't know what her temperament is like underneath.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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