When the sun rises in the east and the morning fog gradually dissipates, it is a pleasant thing to be able to see your sweetheart, provided that there is no person around you that you hate.
Shi Feixian never found out that she hated Ban Hua so much. The two of them could have had little interaction, but why did Ban Hua approach Uncle Rong again and again? Uncle Rong kept filial piety for his mother for three years and his father for three years. Later, his only elder brother died of illness, leaving him alone in the huge Cheng'anbo Mansion.
His Majesty liked his talent, and pity that he lost his family at a young age, so he did not let him downgrade to the title, but still let him assume the title of earl.
Shi Feixian felt sorry for Cheng Anbo's past. Although he was always personable, his words and actions made people feel like a spring breeze, but when he encountered so many sad things, how could he not be sad at all, Uncle Rong... He just used a smile to cover it up.
She often thought about how wonderful it would be to live with Uncle Rong.
But it's not so beautiful now. She looked blankly at the pair of men and women on horses not far away. Although they kept a distance of half a horse's body, in Shi Feixian's view, this The distance has made her uneasy.
"Stop." She opened the curtain and walked down with the hand of the maid. She didn't believe it, she was standing here, and Uncle Rong still couldn't see her.
Looking at the beauty in the haze, the beauty will appear more beautiful. Ban Hua looked at Shi Feixian who was standing there delicately and weakly, and couldn't help but let the horse stop and let herself appreciate the beauty for a while.
Seeing her stop, Rong Xia asked with a smile, "Master, why did you stop suddenly?"
"I'm admiring the scenery," Ban Hua blinked, "I am astonished, like a fairy."
Rong Xia followed her gaze and saw Shi Feixian standing under the tree. The other party was wearing a light green skirt and a plain silver cloak, looking invincible.
"It's foggy and white, where is the beautiful scenery?" Rong Xia retracted his gaze and said with a light smile, "Is the county lord playing a joke on Rong?"
Ban Hua looked at Rong Xia in astonishment, did she really ignore Shi Feixian
But the man in front of him had a gentle smile, and even the most critical woman in the world could not find anything wrong with him. She smiled: "Uncle is really interesting."
In Rong Xia's eyes, Shi Feixian, who had fascinated the second prince, was no different from the white fog. This was really interesting, too interesting.
While the two were talking, Shi Feixian had already brought her maid over here: "Uncle Rong, Princess Ban, what a coincidence."
Ban Hua felt that Shi Feixian didn't look at her like "what a coincidence" at all, but more like "Why are you here?", but she has never been someone who cares about these things, so she treats Shi Feixian a little bit. After shaking his head, he didn't speak.
She is not interested in showing a sisterhood relationship with another woman in front of a beautiful man. She might as well take a few more glances at the beautiful man when she has time.
A good-looking man always deserves a second look.
"Miss Shi." Rong Xia bowed to Shi Feixian on the back of a horse, "I don't know where Miss Shi wants to go?"
Shi Feixian returned Rongxia with a gift of blessing: "Today, my brother accompanies me to pay homage to the Buddha, and I never thought I would meet Uncle here." She paused and glanced at Ban Hua, "Uncle and the county master went out to play. Is it?"
Ban Hua turned her head to Rong Xia and said, "Uncle Rong, I won't disturb you chatting with Miss Shi. Go ahead and say goodbye."
"I just happened to meet the county master at the next day," Rong Xia patted the horse under him, "Miss Shi, farewell."
Shi Feixian forced a smile: "Walk slowly."
She looked at the back of Rong Xia leaving with Ban Hua, and squeezed the handkerchief tightly, so that the smile on her face was still as gentle as a flower.
"Uncle Rong," a man in black riding on a tall horse gave Rong Xia a fist. His eyes fell on Ban Hua, "County Ban."
Ban Hua looked at the man, tilted his head and thought for a while: "Master Shi?"
Is it very popular to wear black brocade robes in Beijing recently? One Xie Chongan is not enough, and now there is another Shi Jin.
Shi Jin's tense expression eased a little: "It's time to go, Princess Ban is well."
"Didn't you go to the Northwest Camp?" Ban Hua still has some impressions of Shi Jin, because he is the most outstanding in riding and archery among the children of the nobles, and some people even praised him for his quiet pavilion. I remember him.
Of course, the wind of Jingting does not refer to her father, but to her grandfather, Duke Jingting.
"My mother is ill, and as a human son, how can I worry about my mother outside," Shi Jin clasped his fists in the direction of the imperial palace, "Fortunately, Your Majesty has pity and took up the post of Weiwei Siqing, and was able to reunite with his family."
No wonder Shi Feixian went to pay homage to the Buddha. It turned out that Mrs. Shi was in poor health.
"That's it," Ban Hua said without salute, "I wish Lingtang a speedy recovery."
"Many thanks to the county master." Shi Jin saw the Ban family's father and son rushing over slowly, and saluted the two of them again.
The Shi family and the Ban family are the legendary control group. One is a model who devoted himself to the imperial court and died, and the other was a noble who was idle, beckoning cats and dogs, so there was not much communication between the two families.
Although Ban Huai took an errand in the DPRK, it was a freelance job with no salary and no work, and Ban Heng didn't even have a freelance job, so the three of them had nothing to say. Eyes narrowed.
Shi Jin couldn't help but looked at Ban Hua again. She was wearing a goose-yellow riding suit, an apricot-yellow cape, and her hair was combed into a man's bun, but she wore an extremely gorgeous golden crown with a flower on her forehead. The bright red five-petal flower looks very fresh.
"I haven't seen you for more than two years, and the county lord's demeanor is even better than in previous years." After saying these words, he felt a little abrupt, and even changed the subject and said, "The morning mist is cold and cold, the county lord please return to the house early and leave. "
"Master Shi is really kind and kind," Rong Xia said with a smile to Shi Jin, "Master Shi, please."
"Jingting Hou, please, Cheng Anbo, the county master and the prince." Shi Jin stepped back half a step on his horse, signaling the other party to pass first.
Seeing his actions, the smile on Rong Xia's face did not change, "Master Shi is leaving."
He turned to look at Ban Hua: "County Lord, let's go."
Ban Hua nodded, smiled at Shi Jin, and the horse trotted with his legs tucked into the horse's belly.
"Brother," Shi Feixian sat in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked at Shi Jin, who was riding beside him, hesitantly said, "You are very familiar with the county master?"
The elder brother has always been taciturn, and he actually said a few words to Ban Hua just now. Could it be that men in the world will not look like themselves when they see beautiful women? Brother is like this, even... Uncle Rong is like this.
Shi Jin shook his head slightly: "I saw that she was the same age as you, and wanted to spend more time in the future, so I said a few more words."
Shi Feixian wanted to say that he didn't like that woman Ban Hua at all, and wouldn't have anything to do with her, but he was afraid that if he said this, his brother would think she was rude, so he swallowed it back.
Cheng'anbo Mansion and Jingting Marquis Mansion are separated by a certain distance, so after everyone walked for a while, they went back to their respective houses.
Just after lunch that day, Ban Hua heard someone coming to report, someone from Cheng Anbo's house, and he brought a lot of things over. Ban Hua rushed over to take a look and found that there were several boxes of top-quality skins, Firefox skins, and white fox skins in the yard.
"Sister, these skins are good things that money can't buy," Ban Heng approached Ban Hua, "Cheng Anbo is too generous."
"Yeah, even Cheng Anbo is so generous. When did you buy something valuable for me?" Ban Hua rolled his eyes at Ban Heng, "You are my brother."
"If I weren't your brother, could you give me money to spend?" Ban Heng smiled shyly, "Then I don't have any money."
As the prince of the Hou family, he usually goes out to play with a few friends, and from time to time he goes to his sister's place to play the autumn breeze. This is the sadness that no one will believe even if he says it out.
Ban Hua opened a small box on the top, which contained a complete set of ruby jewelry. After she picked up the note in the box and read it, she put the box away.
"Sister, Cheng Anbo is so generous, I feel a little uneasy." Ban Heng looked at the box of rubies and felt that something was wrong. Cheng Anbo was named as a gift for him, but all the things he gave were for his sister. Is this a bit...
"Do you know who this set of jewelry was originally intended for?"
"Who?"
Ban Hua put the note in Ban Heng's hand: "See for yourself."
After Ban Heng read it, he sighed. It wasn't easy to become Amber. He lost his mother at the age of fifteen, his father and brother at the age of nineteen, and his sister-in-law also remarried. This set of honors was originally intended to be given to his brother and sister-in-law, but as a result, the father and brother were gone, and the elder sister-in-law returned to her parents' home to remarry, and this set of honors was put away.
It's a nice saying, it's called a gem with a beautiful woman, I'm afraid I don't want to see these sad things, so I sent it with these fox skins.
Before dinner, Rong Xia received a gift from Jingting Houfu, a dim sum recipe, two boxes of dim sum, and... a box of books.
It is said that the manuscript copy of "The Story of the East China Sea" has been lost, and the copyist was a very famous genius a hundred years ago.
The long-lost "Westbound Living Notes" is the only copy.
According to legend, reading the whole book is like traveling thousands of miles of the "North Travel Notes" alone.
And... "Nan Ke Meng"? !
The "Nan Ke Meng" that all the talented people in the world want to see in their dreams? !
Holding these four books, Rongxia felt as if she was holding a golden mountain.
Those civil servants who look down on the Marquis of Jingting, do you know... Is the collection of books in the Marquis of Jingting so rich