palm river mountain

Chapter 32
Yan Jing said without explaining, and walked towards Cui Zigeng's side with strides.

Although the teacher came from the same school, but Chu Guangyi looks like a master of Taoism, Qi Lang is full of ruffians from the inside to the outside, Yan Jing is full of books, no matter how out of the ordinary, he does it , you will only feel that this is Daya!It is the wind of madmen.

"Girl, is Mr. Yan the No. 1 scholar in the south of the Yangtze River?" Zhilu said, closing the food box.

Duan Yi looked at his back and stood up, "It's just a rough old man who eats jujube cakes and loses crumbs."

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhiqiao who was about to hide in the bushes.

Zhiqiao shook his head lightly, "No."

Duan Yi thought it was right, when Chen Heqing came over earlier, the guards protecting him were standing not far away, although she was talking about jujube cakes, her eyes were not idle, this group of people didn't look like that day At night, they saw the person who killed the old magic stick.

In the past two days, the autumn in Jincheng was high and cheerful, and the group of monsters and monsters who came here seemed to have made an agreement and did not move any more.

It was so calm that one could doze off.

Duan Yi leaned on that chair, was illuminated by the warm sun, squinted her eyes and dozed off, almost falling asleep.

"Why is my sister here? It's hard for me to look for it. Grandma is drinking tea in the garden over there, calling you to talk!"

Duan Yi listened to the familiar and impatient coquettish voice, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Duan Shu in pomegranate red.

Because of her well-dressed clothes, she is even more beautiful than the day I first met her.

"Second sister really hates me", Duan Yi said, stood up, picked up the jujube cake box next to it, and passed it over, "Do you want to eat jujube cake?"

Duan Shu's expression changed when she heard the words, she snorted, snatched the box, put it heavily on the small table next to her, took off the money bag hanging from her waist, and stuffed it into Duan Yi's hand.

She stomped her feet, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in her voice, "Don't you want to eat all kinds of messy things, our Duan family is not so poor that you can't walk with a few pieces of broken jujube cakes .”

She said, seeing Duan Yi standing there with a dazed face, she grabbed Duan Yi's wrist angrily, and led her forward, "The Fifth Highness will send jujube cakes when he sees people. In the capital, whoever has eaten him The girl of Zao Cake can line up from the south of the city to the north of the city!"

"If you have illusions in your heart, there will be times when you will cry!"

Duan Yi looked at her tender and slender fingers, and was amazed in her heart!

Although Duan Shu was scolding her, she felt inexplicably excited. If her second sister entered the palace, she would be the second Su Daji without giving birth to a fox tail.

"Jujube cake is too sweet and greasy, I don't like it, I thought my second sister helped me to eat it, since you don't like it, then forget it. I will remember what the second sister said, next time I will be greedy, I will definitely not eat it If someone else gives it to you, eat what Second Sister bought!"

Duan Shu paused, and turned her head in disbelief.

"Who said I would buy it for you!" She wanted to take the money bag back, but she saw that Duan Yi had already hung it on her waist without hesitation.

She turned her gaze and saw Duan Yi's original purse next to her purse, and her expression softened again.

The money bag was suffocating, and it felt like no matter how hard you tried to pull it out, you could only get out a big bag.

"Isn't your grandfather the master of Jiannan Road? People outside say that your cousin is sick. If you were a man, you might change your surname to Gu and inherit the land of Shu."

Duan Yi heard Duan Shu angry and worried, and laughed in her heart, "Second sister also said, if I am a man!"

Duan Shu snorted again, turned her head aside, and quickened her pace.

"The world is as black as crows. What's so good about being a man, but they all have a pair of dead fish eyes. Don't you practice martial arts? Go faster! I'll call you, but I don't want you to cause any trouble, it's broken My eldest sister managed to organize a banquet!"

Duan Yi smiled and didn't speak, and quickened her pace. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that the place where Cui Zigeng was sitting before was empty.

He, Mr. Yan, disappeared without knowing when.

The two sisters didn't go far, and they came to an open place in the back garden.

The old lady, Mrs. Lu, liked to listen to the little song, so she specially invited Zhao Yaer, a famous actor in Jincheng, to sing the little song. Many tables were set up on both sides, and the seats were already full of people.

Duan Yi saw that Cui Zigeng and Mr. Yan were sitting at the table at the back. His eyes were dark, like a bottomless pit that would suck people into it.

Obviously he was kicked out of his old place by his brother, and there is no single soldier around him, but Duan Yi saw no difference in his high-spirited appearance when he was sitting in the wine shop when he first met.

"What do you think he is doing? He is a patricide, and grandfather doesn't want to take him in." Seeing Duan Yi walking slowly, Duan Shu also slowed down, frowned, lowered her voice, and approached Duan Yi. Yi said in his ear.

A patricide?Duan Yi's heart trembled, she had never heard of this matter.

From Jiannan Road to the installed scouts, they didn't hear the news either.

But this is not the time to ask questions, Duan Wenchang and the old lady sitting in the upper seat have already seen the two sisters, and looked towards this side, Duan Wenchang was smiling, and he was with an unknown old scholar talking.

On the contrary, Madam Duan stood up, and she waved to Duan Yi, "Yi'er, Yier, come here quickly, this is His Highness Third and His Highness Fifth, hurry up and greet."

Duan Yi collected her thoughts and bowed obediently, "Third Highness, Fifth Highness. Grandfather, grandmother, father, mother."

After praying to everyone at once, this is a practical way she has summed up after going to the grave for many years.

Otherwise, when the graves were knocked over one by one, her brain would not be opened directly.

Old Madam Duan's eyelids twitched, and she pulled her affectionately to her side, "This is Duan Yi, the third daughter of my family. She grew up in Jiannan since she was a child. She is a filial piety for her aunt and follows her grandfather."

Duan Yi listened, and looked at the two princes. She had already met the fifth prince, Chen Heqing, and she focused on the third prince, Chen Ming.

He was born quite ordinary, with long hands and feet and very thin, wearing a blue brocade robe, dressed in a rather plain and low-key manner, with drooping eyes, like a small bamboo that would be broken by the wind at any time.

Duan Yi looked at it, and couldn't help wondering, what kind of genius is Duan Ming, who is able to draw everyone so realistically, and the whole body is completely indistinguishable.

That kind of feeling is like asking you to draw grapes. You drew a plate of tangerines. The tangerines are very realistic, with water droplets on them!But can you call a tangerine a grape?Can't!

"I hugged you when you were young, but you probably don't remember," said the third prince Chen Ming, and glanced at a yellow-faced middle-aged eunuch who was waiting beside him. The eunuch hurriedly bowed and handed it over A brocade box.

The third prince handed the brocade box to Duan Yi, "It's not something valuable, it's just some medicinal materials. People who practice martial arts can use it, so it's a welcome gift."

(End of this chapter)