CIATB 5
5
Fang Chuan always goes out at night.Otherwise, when the sky is bright and the sun is shining, using your own abilities will scare others.
Fang Chuan originally wanted to rest tonight, but after offending the third prince, she could only think about how to make amends.The smiling third prince said to her at that time: "Thank you Miss Fang for helping my dead soldiers. But I still have something to reward them, please help me."
When Fang Chuan sneezed on the land of the coldest ice country, Fang Chuan had slaughtered the third prince many times in his heart.
Having said that, I don't know what my new apprentice is doing now.He must be sleeping, right?Fang Chuan couldn't help but think of the child in the mud pit again.Although dirty all over, but still can see delicate eyebrows and eyes.
Fang Chuan often dealt with the three religions and nine streams in the rivers and lakes when he was traveling.She learned something from a fortune teller.In her opinion, He Xing must be troubled by something in the future.
But what will happen?The fortune teller said that most women are trapped by love, and they will stand on the embankment for a man and wait until their hair turns gray.Fang Chuan didn't believe this, she thought, why would such a beautiful woman bother herself like this.
But if He Xing is going to be like this in the future...
Fang Chuan thought, then she would definitely not recognize this apprentice.
What the third prince wants is in an inn.Fang Chuan walked in and ordered a glass of wine while warming up the fire.
The boss said, "Girl, drinking is not good."
He added: "But here we are, it's cold, so it doesn't hurt to have a few drinks."
After Fang Chuan took a few sips, he saw that the boss was struggling to read a letter.Seeing Fang Chuan looking at him, the boss said embarrassingly: "I'm getting old, my eyes are blurry."
"Is it a letter from your child?"
"Ah, no, it belongs to an old friend, and he brought me some things."
Before going out, Fang Chuan said with emotion: "It's great, someone remembers it."
In view of the fact that there is snow everywhere in the ice country, wearing only a blue skirt will not only freeze to death, but also the color of the clothes is light, so it is not easy to be seen in the vast snow, so Fang Chuan added a red cloak.The next day, when she appeared in the yard of her house, there was still a little snow on her red cloak.
She saw He Xing sitting on the steps at a glance.She was still asleep, sitting up, with her head resting on a flowerpot next to her.
This child...why is he here?
The early autumn wind passed by in the courtyard, bringing a chill.He Xing was startled awake by this, and when she opened her eyes, bright red was reflected in her eyes.
Fang Chuan was standing not far from her.She was wearing a bright red cloak with snowflakes on it, like plum blossoms, but also like fire in the snow, hot and bright.
Wanting to be close to her, not away.
He Xing stood up unsteadily, his face full of grievances.
Fang Chuan understood, and smiled helplessly: "Master just went out to do something."
Seeing that He Xing still looked aggrieved, Fang Chuan asked, "Will you be afraid if you are alone? How about I buy a few servants and come back, so that someone at home will accompany you at night."
He Xing still remained silent.
Finally Fang Chuan remembered the owner of the inn.She suddenly asked He Xingdao: "Can you write?"
He Xing was stopped by the question.Of course she won't.
"I'll introduce you to some girls from other places in the future. You can write letters to each other. I think it's very interesting." Fang Chuan walked over and led He Xing into a warmer room.He Xing walked up the steps step by step, looking up at Fang Chuan while walking.
"Look, I'm your master. Then, master, let's start teaching you skills now. I'll teach you first...to teach you how to read and write."
After seven years, He Xing not only knew how to read and write, but also had an excellent literary talent, so he was quite famous in the capital.
This afternoon, as soon as He Xing came back from the outside, he ran directly to find Fang Chuan.The servant girl trotted behind and kept saying, "Your Excellency is sleeping."
He walked into the garden and saw Fang Chuan who was taking a nap.Fang Chuan lay on the rocking chair and squinted his eyes, and there was a stack of letters on the table next to him.It was sent by He Xing to Fang Chuan a few days ago.
He walked over, trying to flip through the letters, but suddenly felt a pain in his head.
It turned out that Fang Chuan suddenly pulled out a fan and knocked on He Xing's head.Seeing this, the maid next to her couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
"Master, it turns out that you don't like to talk in your dreams, but you like to hit people?"
The person on the recliner smiled lazily: "Whoever says you don't talk in your sleep, I've been scolding you all afternoon."
"Oh, master, what have you scolded me for?"
"I scold you for treating me like an errand. Not only do I have to go out at night to do things for the emperor, but I also have to worry about your friends." Although Fang Chuan was a little angry, he was more helpless , "How much do you have to say, or else, you follow me out tonight, and I will take you to meet them, so that you don't have to think about it all day."
"Master, you don't understand this. People are the best when you can't see them." Holding a letter, He Xing searched for poems in his head.
And Fang Chuan looked at her more and more delicate appearance, and was a little stunned for a while.A person with such an elegant appearance should be demure and gentle, but this apprentice of mine, let alone demure and gentle, can make her worry less, which is considered a high incense for her.
Sure enough, the poem He Xing uttered next made her decide to discipline her apprentice:
"What's the name of the poem, Xiaobie is better than a newly married..."
"He Xing, I suddenly remembered that the emperor said that he would give me a holiday, so I might not go out tonight."
That night, Fang Chuan was speechless as he looked at the stage that was suddenly set up in his yard.
"Have you been preparing for a long time?"
"That's right, Master, I'll just wait for you to watch it after the holiday."
The male dancer was waving his sleeves on the stage, looking extremely charming, but Fang Chuan didn't have much thought to look at it.She asked He Xing: "Actually, you are not afraid anymore, are you? You are no longer a child, why do you still say that you are scared to death when I go out?"
"I don't know...but if you're not here, I just feel uncomfortable...."
The maids on one side applauded because of the actions on the stage.After they yelled, they realized that they had lost their composure, and hurriedly looked at Fang Chuan.Fang Chuan signaled that they didn't care, and then whispered to He Xing:
"Do you still remember the third prince?"
"Recently, he seems to often send things to you, Master?"
Fang Chuan forced back the poem He Xing wanted to say with his eyes.
Fang Chuan said: "It seems that I have to teach you another skill."