Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 2: Sword Four

The maple-red veil circled around the girl's shoulders, and her fair complexion floated faintly under the veil. The girl danced lightly on the marble floor with a pair of moon-white tread shoes, and the veil on her shoulders rose and fell like butterfly wings. Thirteen or fourteen-year-old children who are still childish, but have a bit of a girlish charm.

Liu Yu'er's complexion is the fairest, and this maple red complements her! "The boy who put on a light veil for her clapped his hands and circled around the girl, his brows and eyes full of complacency.

"Oh, oh, Master Yu, this is the only horse left in the Yunying Sha Palace. A few days ago, the Lord wanted to cut a smock for the princess, but he was not willing to give up the material. How could he wear it outside? Run?" The woman held the boy's hand, looking at the veil with regret.

"Can you stop talking about this spoiler?" The boy turned his head abruptly, and waved away his mother-in-law's hand in displeasure, "Mom is old, how can she wear such a color? Why don't you keep it in the box?" Where? I chose the green one for Feng Nianer, the lake blue one for Yueqinger, the apricot yellow one for Xiaosu, and the dewy green one for Yuemei. Now I’m short of a good red gauze. This, you go find it for me?"

Although there is anger between his eyebrows, there is still a rare delicateness, like a natural fat jade.

The mother-in-law retreated tremblingly. The boy laughed again, pushed Liu Yu'er to turn around, and looked around her excitedly. The girls surrounded Liu Yu'er in admiration, and the sound of warblers and swallows overwhelmed the sound of horseshoes outside the hall.

"I also want this kind of maple red gauze, the master is partial to Liu Yu'er," the youngest Xiao Su couldn't help being disappointed, she pouted and grabbed the boy's sleeve.

"Don't be naughty, Xiao Su, don't be naughty, Xiao Su," the boy hurriedly comforted her softly, stroking her drooping eyebrows lightly, "Although this apricot-yellow one is not as good as Yunyingsha, it is also very thin." Good gauze, it matches your moon-white skirt and the string of yellow crystals around your neck best. If it is paired with red gauze, it will look ugly. But..."

He circled around Xiaosu: "If you add a little gold, it will be perfect."

He hurriedly rummaged through the box again, and he threw up one after another of transparent gauze and magnificent silk, scattered all over the floor, but there was no golden one. He poked his head out from the brocade pile, angrily tore off the brocade yarn wrapped around his neck, jumped up and shouted: "Why is there no gold? Why is there no gold?"

"Don't worry, master, don't hurt your throat by shouting." Are all the golden yarns hanging on the roof?"

She pointed to the top of her head: "The gold yarn is still hanging there now."

As soon as the boy looked up, he was indeed between the rafters of golden nanmu, all decorated with thin gold yarn.

"Bring the ladder, bring the ladder!" He clapped his hands happily.

The girls rushed up the escalator, but the mother-in-law tried to stop her but dared not. She watched the boy climb up high in fear, and tried her best to reach the gauze between the rafters. He was not tall, so he barely straightened his body, and only then did he hook the corner of Jinsha.

Squeak, the gate of the palace opened at this moment, causing the entire escalator to fall down. Amid the exclamation of the girls and wives, the boy fell down heavily from the dozens of feet of dazzling golden yarn, and landed in the brocade all over the floor.

"Master! Master!"

"I'm here! I'm here!" A golden-veiled head popped out of Jinxiuli, and the woman, whose heart was hanging in the air, took a breath.

The boy stumbled, grabbed a person, and hugged him tightly.

"I got it, I got it! Is it Xiao Su? Put it on and let me see," the boy laughed and danced while hugging the person in his arms.

"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment, and touched the person, "Who is so stupid? It must be a sweeping woman. Why are you here to join in the fun at this time?"

He pushed the person in his arms away with all his might, and tore off the golden veil covering his head and face in twos and threes. When he saw the person in front of him, he frowned suddenly: "Captain Fang, why did you come to my place?" Came in the bedroom?"

Fang Shan, the captain of the Forbidden Army, blushed a little, showing a bit of majesty, and waved to the frolicking girls, telling them to go down. Just as the boy was about to get angry, Fang Shan hastily grabbed his hand: "Master Yu, today is a big event, so don't let your temper take hold."

He turned around to get out of the way, and pointed to the door: "By the lord's order, His Royal Highness Lu Guichen, the eldest son of the Northern Lu Golden Tent Kingdom, will move into the East Palace from now on, stay in the Guihong Pavilion, and eat and rest with the eldest son Bailiyu. Teach East 6 writing etiquette to show the love between the brothers of the two countries.”

He smiled at the person by the door again: "This is His Royal Highness Bailiyu, our eldest son of the Tang Dynasty, Young Master Chen. From now on, the two young masters should communicate more."

"Master Yu?" He was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly found that the boy beside him had disappeared, and when he turned to look for it, he found that he was hiding behind him, tightly clutching his belt.

"Barbarians?" Bailiyu poked his head out from behind Fang Shan carefully, "Where are the barbarians?"

"What barbarian?" Fang Shan lowered his voice, "This is Young Master Chen, the future king of Beilu. The Lord has specially ordered that Master Yu must respect you."

Bailiyu finally saw the white-clothed child clearly from a group of people. He was so handsome, even a little more weak than Bailiyu, not like the barbarian in Bailiyu's heart. But that attire shows that he is from the Golden Tent Kingdom in the north. His head is long and twisted into a bunch of hairpins on the top of his head. He wears a small fox-fur armor, covered with white sleeves with five-color edging, and a pair of white sleeves on his chest. A foot-long small saber. In the hot summer, his right wrist was still wearing a white fur wristband.

"Is this a barbarian?" Bailiyu looked at Fang Shan suspiciously.

The barbarian child looked around awkwardly, then lowered his head.

"Hey, hey, master Yu can't do it!" Fang Shan wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Bailiyu took off the peony made of brocade gauze from the girl named Yuemei, and threw it at the barbarian child's head. The brocade ball hit accurately and hit the child's side face. The entire Meilan Palace suddenly fell silent, the girls, women, imperial soldiers and Fang Shan were all staying there, only Bailiyu was still grimacing at the barbarian children indifferently. Contrary to everyone's expectations, the barbarian child just stared blankly at the brocade ball rolling on the ground, and then wiped his face in bewilderment.

"Like a goose..." an unknown delicate voice said in a low voice, and then a soft smile led everyone to laugh along with it. The Dong Lu people's awe of the barbarians suddenly receded, and this goose-like child could not be dangerous at all.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Shan ignored Bailiyu's struggle and dragged him to the front of the barbarian children. The girls and women also gathered around to watch the fun.

"Master Yu, stop making trouble, and greet Young Master Chen!"

Bai Liyu writhed in Fang Shan's hand like a caught kitten, and leaned over to rub his nose vigorously: "Is there no smell? There are such savages..."

The girls also tilted their heads to look at the child, clapping their hands and laughing, while the women restrained themselves a little, talking with their mouths half covered.

"It's the first time I've seen such a little savage, but he's a freshman."

"You look like a girl, why are you a barbarian?"

"Yeah, at this age, I'm afraid he's only in his early ten years old?"

"When I grow up, I may be aggressive, but now I'm still a little savage."

Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian," a strange tone suddenly sounded. It turned out to be the starling with the red wax mouth on the gold wire shelf. The starling in the palace rubbed his tongue and learned the new word perfectly. I was stunned for a moment, and laughed again. In the laughter, the barbarian child blushed and lowered his head.

"Barbarian?" Lu Guichen said silently in his heart.

The light outside the door pierced in like a sword.

West side hall.

Two rows of people faced each other, on one side was Fang Shan who was pulling Lu Guichen, and on the other side were people in palace costumes.

"Master Chen, let me introduce you. These are the principals in the East Palace. If you have any orders, you can ask them." The downcast Master, "This Master Lu Fangtong is a well-known and well-educated gentleman in our Tang Dynasty, and the Lord hired him with great gifts to teach Young Master Yu's homework."

"Master Lu." Lu Guichen bowed his head in salute.

"Yes!" Lu Fangtong was surprised that a barbarian could be so courteous, and bowed to return the courtesy.

"Young Master Chen's homework is also entrusted to Master Lu," Fang Shan bowed to Lu Fangtong.

"This is Ma Qiutong, the head of the dining room in the Eastern Palace. In the future, if you have any requirements for meals, you can find him."

The old inner **** stepped forward to salute, then retreated.

"These are the sweepers of the study, it's his business to arrange the reading."

The young inner eunuchs rolled their eyes and saluted deeply. When they got closer, they squinted and sized Lu Guichen carefully.

"These two maids are from the family, Xiao Su and Liu Yu'er, the crown prince met just now. They used to serve Master Yu, and they were both educated and well-educated ladies. In the future, the crown prince will leave any chores to them Cooked."

Lu Guichen also bowed his head to salute, and suddenly saw Liu Yu'er with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and Xiao Su twisted her skirt sullenly. Liu Yu'er had already cried once in Meilan Palace just now, holding Bailiyu's hand tightly and not letting go, Bailiyu also cried loudly, pointing at Fang Shan's nose and cursing. It wasn't until Fang Shan showed the letter written by Baili Jinghong that he forced the two girls to Lu Guichen. At that time, Lu Guichen stood silently on the side, watching this scene as if it was parting from life and death, and suddenly thought of Suma. He boarded Che Shi for the last time and looked north. He saw Suma standing on the highest grassy slope. She didn't cry, but just looked into the distance with her hands clasped, her red dress blowing in the wind.

"This is Su Jieyu, the head of the Eastern Palace Record Study Room," Fang Shan said, "and an old man in the Eastern Palace."

He points to a figure standing in the shadows. One side of the main hall of the Eastern Palace is completely hollowed out with carved wooden windows, with plenty of sunlight and only a small piece of haze, but this person stood in the shadow, did not approach, and bowed far away to signal. If Fang Shan hadn't pointed it out, Lu Guichen would hardly have realized that there was such a person.

"Let's take Young Master Chen around in the East Palace in a while. The Lord has already given you autumn clothes, so please..." Fang Shan patrolled around, and all he saw were two men with unkind faces. A girl, and finally he turned to the woman in the shadow, "Just ask Su Jieyu to dress up for the prince?"

"Yes." The woman replied lightly, and walked out of the shadows slowly.

When her whole body was exposed to the sunlight, Lu Guichen froze for a moment, and even forgot to breathe for a moment. Although he didn't show it on his face, he was amazed by the girls surrounding Bailiyu. It's hard to find a girl who is as clear as water and as bright as jade in the whole of Beilu, and the white raw silk is not stained at all. dust. Even if Suma stood with them, she lacked that delicate and tenderness. And when this woman stood up, everyone in the hall lost their color. The whiteness of Liu Yuer and Xiaosu now looked like the whiteness of wild rice or sweet potato, and those brightly colored skirts could not add color to them anymore. . For a moment, it seemed as if all the colors were sucked into her body, bright, changing, and jumping out. Her palace dress was in a high bun, bright and colorful with a sense of antiquity, her arms were wrapped in plain gauze, and strings of thin crystal bracelets jingled.

She stood there quietly, like an ancient painting of a lady with fine brushwork, so pale and gorgeous.

"Young Master Chen, follow me," the woman took Lu Guichen's hand.

Her hands were slightly cold, and her voice was soft, Lu Guichen could not help following her out of the palace.

Lu Guichen looked around in amazement. In this small room, there is only a simple bamboo bed, a primary-color wooden desk and primary-color wooden cabinets. But the entire wall is full of books, as vast as a sea of ​​books. There are also books in the northern capital, but Beilu is not good at making paper. Books are expensive and rare items in Donglu. Aristocratic families would put a few books on their desks to show their erudition, and being the eldest son of Qingyang, Lu Guichen had only read a few books. He stroked the backs of those books, full of admiration in his heart, wondering how many things he didn't know were hidden in this wall.

"This is where I live. It's a bit shabby. The Young Master's Guihong Pavilion is still being tidied up, so let's just wash up here," the woman stood behind him.

"Does Su Jieyu live here?" Lu Guichen was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why such a bright and beautiful woman lived in a sparse and even simple house.

Su Jieyu did not answer. She asked Lu Guichen to sit on the only chair, facing the bronze mirror. Standing behind himself, he pulled out the hairpin and opened his head. Lu Guichen felt her slender hands pressing on top of his head, the numbness made him want to fall asleep. Su Jieyu's slender and strong hands pressed against his scalp to tie up his head. She took down the ivory hairpin she was holding in her mouth, and made a straight slit for Lu Guichen. Lu Guichen suddenly thought of Mrs. Ying who was far away in the north. In the past, Mrs. Ying used to comb his hair. Although her movements were not as quick and smooth as this woman's, the crispy feeling on the top of her head was the same.

Involuntarily, he felt a sense of intimacy in his heart, and turned his head sideways following the woman's grooming movements, trying to make it easier for her to tidy up.

"Sit down," the woman straightened his head, "leave me alone."

I don't know how much time has passed, it seems to be a long time, but it seems to be very short. Lu Guichen was half asleep in a daze, but he could always feel those hands on top of his head.

There was a sound of the door, Lu Guichen opened his eyes, and saw his mother-in-law bowing in with a low eyebrow, and bowed: "Su Jieyu, the lord is coming to the West Palace, and I want you to go there immediately." /

The woman did not answer, and finally took off the ivory hairpin she was biting, and stuck it into Lu Guichen's bun.

"It's very good here, there are many books to read." She said casually.

She spoke very indifferently, but Lu Guichen felt a slight movement in his heart. He raised his head to see the woman's expression in the mirror, but only saw a back. The woman went out by herself.

Lu Guichen stood up silently, looking at himself in the mirror, he seemed to be the son of an aristocratic family in East China.

"Hey, is it Young Master Chen from Bei Lu?"

"Mother-in-law." Lu Guichen also saluted respectfully.

"I'm an old woman who sweeps and sweeps. How dare I say what kind of mother-in-law it is? The young master praised you," the woman said, her face blooming. "In the future, if the young master has any orders, just say it straight Alright."

Her expression changed again, showing a little strangeness: "Young master, what did this woman say to you?"

Lu Guichen was stunned for a moment: "Su Jieyu just said...it's very nice here, there are many books to read."

"Listen to my old woman, stay away from this woman!"

"What's wrong?"

"She's a weirdo," the woman smacked her lips, "she hasn't aged in more than ten years, and she should be in her thirties if you don't talk about it, and she looks like a teenager. Not only that ...People in the court say that this woman is a..."

The mother-in-law seemed to feel that she was talking too much, so she shut up embarrassingly.

Lu Guichen felt a chill in his heart, but turned around and saw two pots of purple flowers on the windowsill. This kind of purple flower was something he had never seen before. It was delicate and light in color. The newborn flowers lowered their heads and were half hidden in the leaves. They were not as gorgeous as the blooming flowers in the palace, but looked wild on the mountain. This is the only bright color in a woman's room.