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A faint fragrance of medicine filled the surroundings, and the hollow carved windows shot into the spots of fine sunlight. The guqin stood in the corner, and the bronze mirror was placed on the wooden dressing table. The girl sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, and the black hair like a waterfall naturally hanged...

Daiyu let Zijuan help her comb her long hair, and her beautiful eyes stared at the paper in her hand without blinking.

Looking at this scene, Zijuan sighed weakly, "Miss, it's been combing for half an hour..."

Daiyu couldn't look at her, staring at the paper in her hand, and a smile unconsciously curled up at the corner of her mouth, muttering impatiently, "Damn girl, I'm so lazy that I'll comb you up."

Zijuan smiled bitterly. In the past few months, the girl was rarely happy. She shook her head and then combed herself and let her go.

Soon, Daiyu's eyes were squinting into crescent moons comfortably, and her voice was as light as a mosquito bite, "Zijuan, Brother Jue said he was coming to the south to find me."

Zijuan's mouth twitched, "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Girl, I understand, you have said it for the third time!"

"Ah~? Have I said that?" Daiyu opened her eyes wide, her mouth slightly opened, and she looked surprised.

Zijuan gave her a blank look and sneered, "Girl, it's boring for you to tease me like this!"

"I really forgot..." Daiyu curled her mouth, her eyes rolled, and then smiled, "Then do you know that Brother Jue got the first place in the county test and the top ten in the palace test?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I know, it's all taught by the girl. Second Master has given the girl a face this time." Although Zijuan was insincere, she spoke fast and was very skilled, obviously not the first time...

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Finally, Daiyu let go of her hair and Zijuan, got up and went to the desk, picked up the pen and grinded it, and a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

【Brother Jue’s personal opening:

Flowers fall and water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of idleness.

I heard that my elder brother had already had a child's life, and my sister was happy and worried about it. I hope that my brother should take his studies as the key, and should not be arrogant because of his small achievements. He should take Baoyu's progress as an example, be close to his sisters, and be able to stay away from his sisters. Only by being so famous can he live up to his former teachings as his teacher. Remember!

My father's illness has recovered. When his brother left, he has finished reading the "Zhu Xian" given by him. "The Nine Nether Silent Spirits, the gods and demons of the heavens, sacrificed my blood body!" Such a woman is so sad and lamentable that she can't stop her tears!

The book is so disgusting, it is really abominable. Brother, please send me a reply, please be sure to send it to the following text to make Bi Yao live. Otherwise, you should carefully...

Sister, Lin Daiyu in Yangzhou, June 23.]

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"Miss, I'll feed the master the medicine at that time."

"Okay. Come."

Daiyu's eyelids moved slightly, and she carefully put the letter into the pages of the book, stood up quickly, and headed towards Lin Ruhai...

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Shenjing, Wanshou Palace.

An old man with gray face and crane hair, wearing a bright yellow Bagua feathered robe, sat quietly on the futon in the middle of the hall, closing his eyes and meditating.

The hall is centered on the old man, presenting the appearance of the nine palaces, and there are ninety-nine-eight cloisonné enamel entangled lotus pattern dragon-eared incense burners, which sways the entire hall of incense smoke. People are in it, like ascending to the fairy treasure.

In front of each incense burner, there is a pair of boys and girls, who also close their eyes and meditate and recite Huangting quietly.

"...Yang is clear and turbid, yang moves and yin is still; men are clear and women are turbid, men move and women are still, reducing the root and flowing to the end, and giving birth to all things.

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The neat and straight voice of reciting was broken by a sudden sound of footsteps. The old man in the center of the hall had half open and half closed his eyes, looking at the person who came, his eyes were as deep as the deep night sky, and he could not see the bottom.

Facing such a look, the inner minister who even the current emperor did not take seriously, was nine thousand years old, Dai Quan bent down respectfully, and smiled flatteringly on his face, "Old Emperor! A new batch of Qing Ci has arrived."

The Supreme Emperor looked at the stack of paper books in his hand and signaled to put them down beside him. He nodded slightly. Although his voice was a little awkward because he had not spoken for a long time, he was still full of energy...

"Is there any good one?"

"In the eyes of Lao Nu, there is one good article that can be included in one of the nine edicts of the Great Ceremony."

"A scholar's strategy for writing lyrics is just a waste of time, so he must be good? Let me listen."

"How can you bear the feelings when you leave the sky and respond to the destiny of heaven; how can you bear the feelings when you control the world and mourn the people, your heart hurts..."

When Dai Quan finished his thoughts with deep affection, the Supreme Emperor couldn't help but be stunned... Leaving the Daming Palace and entering a long life, worrying about the people of the world and being powerless...

He sighed and said a while, "Immortal Heavenly Lord! This word is good, I will reward him with a hundred golds."

Dai Quan did not agree when he heard this, but instead approached and smiled, "Do you know who this lyricist?"

The Supreme Emperor looked at him with a funny look and nodded softly, "How old are you? Why are you still as mysterious as you used to be? I have been living for 13 years without a lifetime. Can I still recognize him in this tone?"

Dai Quan was about to speak, but hesitated, but now that things have come to this point, he did not allow him to hesitate. Facing the scrutiny of the Supreme Emperor, he had to forcefully smile, "Although the old emperor does not recognize him, he is the son of a boy Jing in the Jia family..."

The Supreme Emperor paused his eyes, his eyelids hopped, and then he reacted and sneered, "What a brave slave! How dare you coax me! Are you stupid when I am old? His son is obviously a playboy who is not knowledgeable, how can he do these things?"

Dai Quan was so sharp that he was very old, but he was still as if he had been wronged like a young eunuch who had just entered the palace.

"The old emperor is wronged to accuse me of my slave! Even if I have great skills, how dare I deceive you? This poem of Qing Ci was really written by Jia Jing's son, but it was not the eldest son you know about the emperor, but the child who has only been fighting the south in the past two years..."

After Dai Quan told Jia Jue's origin, the Supreme Emperor smiled indefinitely, "It seems that this kid is still a talented person?"

"No? What else did he say on the test paper: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world; the national dynasty has been raising men for 150 years, and the day of justice and death is today; and so on, it is said that he wants to suppress the Japanese pirates for the emperor, tsk... Although the old slave doesn't understand very well, he is full of loyalty, but his blood is boiling..."

"The Jia family has been in charge for generations, and he is still Jia Jing's son. He is still loyal. Only the childish nature and the policy of resisting the Japanese is a major plan for the national dynasty. How could he use it to speak nonsense?"

The smile on the Supreme Emperor's face was curled and he looked at him coldly, "To be honest, how much money did you take him? Is this hard today?"

Although Dai Quan was a little embarrassed to see, he still smiled and explained, "That... the old slave has never seen him, how can he collect the money?

However, the godson in the family said all his good things, maybe he had taken it away, but he coaxed the old slave.

Fortunately, the old emperor was very clear and saw through the truth at first glance? That son is really hateful! The old slave will deal with him when he returns!"

"Haha, you old guy, I don't know yet?" The Supreme Emperor was not really angry either. He smiled and shook his head, his eyes were unpredictable, "Well! Jia Jing is a loyal and righteous person, let's take a look. If his son is talented and knowledgeable, he would have fulfilled his regrets back then."

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