His little apprentice has a soft and charming waist

Chapter 64
After Sheng Yanling returned to her room, she took out a pen and paper and began to write and draw.This is what Mr. taught her.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. No matter how good the memory is, you must write down what you see and hear so that you will not remember it wrong when you use it in the future.

Thinking about things is the same.Thousands of thoughts, complicated and complicated, but there is always a clue.Write down the clues on paper and think along the clues, and you can think things clearly.

Her husband taught her this method, but she never used it.She is timid and cowardly by nature, she has never encountered any major events, nor has she encountered anything that needs to be thought deeply, so she has never used this method.

Unexpectedly, the first time I used it was to investigate the corruption case of Suifu.

But even though she learned about Sui Zhongying's case from her cousin, it was still difficult for her to write down a clue.

After thinking for a long time, she solemnly wrote the words Sui Lanshi on the paper.

Her clue, at its root, is these three words.

It was windy outside.The desk is by the window, and Mother Xu came over to close the window, muttering, "The weather in Kyoto is getting faster!"

Then he dragged Guan Gui outside, "Don't disturb the girl, she is writing."

Guan Gui chewed on the fruit cake, "What to write?"

Mother Xu stared at her, "How would I know, I can't read."

Guan Gui smiled and said, "I guess they wrote a letter to Mrs. Madam. Counting the time, their first reply letter will be here soon."

Closing the door as she walked, the room became dark, and the shadow of the lamp shrouded Sheng Yanling, making her more obscure.

She picked up a pen and wrote a scene on another piece of paper.

Mr. Jing, Lan Shi.

Jinglan time.

She had seen that name before.This name was enshrined next to Mr.'s ever-burning lamp. There are very few people with the surname Jing in the world, so she made a point of remembering it.

The ever-burning lanterns in the Daxiong Palace Temple should be placed according to the time of worship.This lamp is placed beside the husband, did it pass away around the same time as the husband?

The husband passed away in March, and she traveled from Lingnan to Kyoto for a total of three months. Although she walked slowly, if someone in Kyoto knew the news, it would probably be in May and June.

Calculated according to the time, or maybe the person who lit the eternal lamp will come out to do things in a short while, and it will be delayed until June... Could it be... This memorial tablet called Jing Lanshi belongs to Mr.

If this idea is correct, then who set up the ever-burning lamp for Mr.
She peeled off the cocoon, layer by layer began to peel off the truth that was only a thin layer in front of her.

She put down her pen, rubbed her head, and stopped thinking deeply.

Head hurts.

This is a very strange feeling.She had never had a headache from thinking about things before.Feast Bell sighed, and opened the window to get some air, only to find that it had started to rain.

It rained heavily, hitting the peach blossom trees outside the window that had lost their leaves, and with a click, a leaf was knocked off.

She couldn't help feeling a little hurt.

People are like the scenery and things in autumn, there is always time to pass away.She couldn't help stretching out her hand to catch the rain, but the rain leaked out from between her fingers.

When Mother Xu heard the sound of the window opening, she quickly opened the door and poked her head in to take a look. It was terrible, and she said, "Little ancestor! Don't reach out to touch the rain, it's so dirty, it's all the saliva of the Dragon Lord!"

Feast Bell: "..."

She withdrew her hand.

Mother Xu was still muttering, "Have you finished writing the letter?"

Feast Bell, "What letter?"

Mother Xu: "Look at you were writing just now. You thought it was a letter to Mrs. Madam."

Shengyan Bell: "It's been written long ago, and it's waiting to be sent out."

Mother Xu waited for her to wash her hands, "Then what did you write just now?"

Yan Yanling pursed her lips, "I'm... writing poetry."

She was a little sad, "The autumn day is sympathetic, and the cicadas are also wailing—"

Xu's mother cut off the conversation, "Oh, then did you write Lao Shizi's poem? Sorrowful? Who cried? The cicada cried? Is the cicada still crying? That thing is not delicious! You don't eat it even if you cry!"

I saw that I have eaten, and I have suffered a lot.

Xu's mother quickly served her to go to bed, "Girl, go to bed, and when you are free, Xu's mother will fry grasshoppers for you."

Yan Yanling refused: "I'm not going to eat."

Mother Xu: "Then what do you want to eat?"

The feast bell hummed softly, covered the quilt and sulked, "Mom, you go back to sleep, I don't want to eat anything, I want to sleep."

Mother Xu said, "Do you want to keep the light?"

Feast Bell: "Keep it."

Mother Xu went out.

Sheng Yanling turned over and sighed very much: After being disturbed by Xu's mother, she even forgot what she was sad about just now.

It is hard to tell which one is more sad, the scenery of autumn or Mama Xu.

She turned over again, and was about to fall asleep in a daze, when she suddenly shivered and opened her eyes.

"Lan time...it's spring. Spring, scene, spring scene—"

Could it be because of these three characters that he changed his surname to Jing?
This is very possible.

She couldn't sleep again.

Because she thought, this might not be the first time he changed to Jing's surname.If it was changed to Jing's surname for the first time, why is the ever-burning lamp in Daxiong Palace Temple also surnamed Jing?Is it possible that Mr. has also changed to Jing's surname before?
She turned over and thought again: Who is the "Shouke" written in Mr.'s book?Mr. is in Kyoto, so this "shouke" should also be from Kyoto. Mr. was so good with him before. Could it be him who set up Mr.'s ever-burning lantern?

No, the person who set up the ever-burning lamp must be aware that Mr. Li is still alive.

who can that be?

Prince?Princess?

She felt that she was thinking more and more clearly, but her thoughts became more and more involved, and many things became chaotic again.

And everything now is just her guess.And every guess has no basis, it is just based on her understanding of her husband and her habitual speculation.

Sheng Yanling closed her eyes in a slump and didn't sleep all night.On the second day, Mrs. Li came to see her early and was startled when she saw her expression, "What's wrong with you?"

Sheng Yanling lowered her head and lied embarrassedly, "Last night when I heard the rain, I wanted to write a poem. I didn't finish the poem, so I didn't sleep all night."

Li Shi hugged her, "My son, why do you have to torture your body like this! You don't have to take the first prize exam, and you have a lot of time. If you don't write it in one day, you can write it in two days. Don't worry."

Feast Bell sighed, "Yes."

Then grabbed Li Shi's sleeve and said: "Auntie, I want to go to Daxiong Palace Temple to pay respects to my husband in a few days. I dreamed about him last night."

Li Shi: "Then go, and I will go and fulfill your third cousin's wish, and I may have the wish."

Then ask someone to boil some tonics, "You guys who study, always like to grind yourself."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought about it, and ran to Ning Shuo and said, "Can you spare me a day in two days? I will take you there to fulfill your wish. The Bodhisattva blesses you and sees you now. We must be grateful." .”

Ning Shuo was about to find an excuse to go to Xishan Bieyuan, when he heard the words, "Is it fine for mother to go? My son has other things to do."

Li Shi: "What's the matter?"

Ning Shuo: "I want to visit Zhuangzi and write an article for Mr. Buyu. At that time, I must have something to say, so I have to go everywhere."

Generally speaking, Li Shi wants to compromise.But after listening to it today, I feel that it is not important to spare a day.After all, starting a career is important, and starting a family is also important.

Her eyes rolled around, "Then you can spare a day, I will go alone, lest the Buddha will blame me. The banquet bell will also go, I will take her with me when the time comes, you can help me if you go."

A thought flashed through Ning Shuo's mind, and his heart skipped a beat, "What is my cousin going to Daxiong Palace Temple for?"

Li Shi: "It is said that I dreamed of my husband last night, and I want to pay my respects."

She sighed, "Hey, Yanling's complexion is extremely bad today. She said that she wrote a poem last night..."

Ning Shuo couldn't hear what Li Shi said.He took a deep breath, "Cousin didn't sleep all night?"

Li Shi: "Yes, yes."

Ning Shuo knew that in her rush to go to the Daxiong Palace Temple, she must have remembered the ever-burning lamp enshrined next to the one she enshrined to him, the one enshrined by the crown prince with Jing Lanshi's name written on it.

He couldn't help sighing: What a clever little girl, she's about to find out about the crown prince.

She rushed forward to check in such a vigorous manner, and if she followed her down, something might happen.But she already knew so much, and firmly believed that he was not corrupt, and persuasion was useless.

Although she is timid, she is stubborn.

As stubborn as a calf...

——It is delightful.

　I am so happy, the last sentence is almost habitually written:
　　As stubborn as a calf...

　　——The cow is delightful.

　　Hahahahahaha.

　　The second watch needs to be revised before twelve o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)