MTL - Beautiful Farming Wife-Chapter 269 Xiao Jingrui 7
There was a splash of water splashing, Feng Qingchen looked up, and saw Confucius holding an altar of wine, and stepped on the surface of the water with the wind blowing overnight. Starting ww..co
In the cold moonlight, his figure was flashy.
Feng Qingchen put away his thoughts, a radian radiated from the corners of his mouth, and said respectfully: "It's so late, I don't know if the master is visiting late at night, what's the matter for students?"
Listening to the kid's formulaic tone, Confucius' spirited body, stepping closer and closer, came to Feng Qingchen, his mouth curved a bit of fun, and laughed: "Why, is he still angry with the Master?"
Feng Qingchen smiled with a raised lips, like a mountain stream flowing slowly, with a clear voice: "How dare the students."
"I'm really angry."
"Master, the students are really not angry, neither qualified nor dared to be angry." Feng Qingchen looked at Confucius with a clear eye, and said with great respect.
"You, let the Master say hello." The thick and old voice was a little interesting.
Feng Qingchen looked up at Confucius, and saw that his eyebrows were like sword blades. Those amber eyes could look directly at the hearts of the people. Vaguely, he could see that his face was sharp and angular, and that he was a beautiful man when he was young.
The black and white hair was simply **** with a hair band, and a few strands of green silk were scattered on the forehead, fluttering slightly, and the whole body breathed a smell of wind and fairy bone.
Seeing Feng Qingchen looking up at him, Confucius fixed his eyes on him.
Feng Qingchen in the moonlight was wearing a white robe with emerald bamboo embroidered on the placket. He had a slender figure, a waistband with a jade belt, and long hair was neatly tied with a black hairband.
The fair skin is the one that often doesn't see the sun. Fengmu's eyes are transparent and deep, and he knows all the world at a young age. He always feels simple, steady and practical.
After a few careful examinations, Confucius pulled up the corners of his lips, and said casually: "Clean dust, Master hasn't had your drink for a long time. I brought the wine over. Let's sing about wine, how about drinking it?"
Feng Qingchen didn't speak, and found a stone bench to sit down. He told his decision by actual action, and saw Confucius sitting in front of him with a brain.
Confucius opened the mud-closed wine lid neatly, and when he opened it, there was a mellow scent of wine: "Qing Chen, this wine is the daughter red I bought from the largest Ruyi restaurant in Beijing to celebrate our teacher. I have known each other for a year. "
"Daughter red? The wine color if the daughter's home is rouge, sweet and spicy, long aftertaste, clear taste." Feng Qingchen said slowly, like a wine tasting expert.
He has n’t been drinking for a long time. In this academy, the students are not allowed to drink. He grinned: “So, is this the master ’s crime?”
His alcohol is OK, but this seemingly intoxicating wine has great stamina.
"Don't worry, there is a master who sits in the town, who dares to bother you. Oh, come, please invite me first." Confucius handed the wine jar in his hand and said.
Feng Qingchen took the altar wine from his hand, gathered his fingers to lift the altar, and drank a few sips.
I just felt that the entrance was clear, there was a strong fragrance, and I couldn't help but take a few more sips, praising: "Good wine, drinking on the moon, really enjoyed it."
After speaking, he handed the altar to Confucius. Confucius laughed because he had a beautiful flush on his face because of drinking Jun, "Your boy is also a refreshing person."
Feng Qingchen chuckled his lips, his voice sounded like jade and stone, and he was cold and nice: "Talking with the master about wine is a great thing in life."
"Okay, refreshment, let's drink." After that, Confucius held the jar with his hand, his head slightly raised, and he directly held the jar down.
The wine scented into the throat, and some wine fell down. Confucius drink boldly, while Feng Qingchen has a lot of elegance.
The wine in the altar was drunk by the two of you. Most of it was Confucius.
The bright moon was shining on the two of them, as if covering a layer of veil, Confucius pouted his mouth, sipped a wine bottle, and looked satisfied.
Looking at Feng Qingchen's white figure, he couldn't help but wonder: "The Master has a few questions. I don't know if I should ask?"
Feng Qingchen's white robes were particularly conspicuous in the quiet night, and the moonlight poured over him, making his side face a little softer.
Feng Qingchen glanced at Confucius, saw his expression solemn, and said busyly, "Master, let me say something straight."
Confucius raised his eyebrows, his face was dignified, his thick voice spit out quickly: "Master, how many questions do you not understand? First: You have been in the academy for a year, and according to your ability, you can pass in advance. Why do n’t you choose to go downhill when you go down the mountain? Second: Master is very curious about your identity. I always think you are very mysterious and not simple. Third: You are not a nosy person, but these days are because of the newcomer. Xiao Suxin? How many conflicts with others, do you treat her ...? "
In the academy, the feelings of men and women are not allowed. Of course, the feelings of pure students, he Confucius will naturally not oppose. After the students pass the assessment, he will not interfere with what he loves to do after going down the mountain.
Feng Qingchen heard a smile, and Qingquan's voice spread out coolly and comfortably. The white robe was stained with the moonlight, and the evening wind brought his garment corner, like a fairy who can ride the wind and waves.
"Master, the first: students think they have a lot of shortcomings and want to spend more time in the academy and learn more. Second: my identity is not easy to disclose, the master will know later. Third: As for Xiao Suxin, I She does have a good opinion of her, but the teacher is assured that students have their own way of doing things. "
"Well, the Master understands. Your assessment has the Master's heart in mind. Other Masters also praised you and passed it unanimously. When do you want to go down the mountain, a word, as for that girl, pay more attention to the distance, too. Can cause trouble. "
"Master, the students understand." Feng Qingchen's eyes were unclear and unpredictable.
Confucius can see that he is full of talents, courageous and motivated, and talented in both culture and military. Such a talented person will go down the mountain and make a great deal.
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In the early morning of the next day, the distant horizon revealed the white rays of the fish belly. The sky was already bright, the sun rose slowly, and the entire quiet academy was covered with a light red light.
The summer morning was not hot, and it was icy and fresh. The academy surrounded by mountains was fresh at this time.
Feng Qingchen took a breath of fresh air and rubbed his slightly sloppy head. I didn't expect this daughter's red wine was so strong, and now her head was a little dull.
With a sound of Peng, the sword in his hand came out of the sheath lightly, and Feng Qingchen leapt into the hospital, waving the sword in his hand, and started the necessary morning exercise every day.
In this way, repeating the same thing every day, the days are simple and warm, happy and fulfilling.
The time slipped away from the fingertips little by little. Under the leadership of Confucius, these batches of uneven students were getting better and better. One year later, these students passed the rigorous assessment. Put a perfect end to your academic career.
Feng Qingchen left the academy half a year ago. At the foot of the mountain, there are lush trees and green flowers at the feet. The birds pass by the sky from time to time without leaving traces. There are two steps down the stairs. There are two One high and one low figure stepped on the steps.
Xiao Suxin held the sentiment given by someone in his hand, and the feelings entwined in his heart were lingering like water plants, and he looked back at the academy on the mountainside with a reluctant look, where it was surrounded by clouds and mist, the academy surrounded by layers of high mountains, and When you first saw it, it was just like a fairyland.
In the past year or so, she has really grown up a lot, and has changed a lot. She had n’t fully opened her body. This would be like flowers blooming and slender, even her body became uneven, delicate and charming. Compared to one year, this change is not unbelievable.
In the year of bumping, I learned a lot. It was completely changed from the little girl who was not involved in the world at the beginning, and she became a big girl who knew the world.
"Well, sister, don't look back. People always learn to look forward. After more than a year of hardships, we are finally going through it. Let's go down the hill and meet with the coachman, and go back in a carriage, father and mother If you know that we are successful, we must be very happy. "
Xiao Jingrui touched the two seals in the bag with a red seal of graduation certificate, and his face was full of joy.
There is always a reward for their efforts. The sweat and hardship of their siblings this year can not be said in a few words, but how many days and nights of hard work have condensed.
This year and a half, the brothers and sisters have learned a lot, not only learned a lot of knowledge in books, dealing with people, but more importantly, sister Xiao Suxin found the love in life.
"Brother, let's go home quickly. Brother Feng said, as soon as I got home, I would come home to propose a marriage." Xiao Suxin thought of the elegant man, and couldn't help blushing.
