The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 29: Unable to go down the generation

"Brother, what do you mean, how could Shangyuan Street bring my son here."

Yunyan replied: "..."

Xiao Bayi slapped the little servant on the forehead, "What nonsense are you talking about, my master has already arrived? This is my master's little brother, I have to be called uncle!"

"It turned out to be Mr. Zhang's brother, I'm rude." The little servant covered his head, smiled embarrassingly, and moved his body away.

Xiao Ba glared at him and became more careful. He bent down and held Yun Yanhui's hand, "Uncle, pay attention to the threshold, you can look across it."

The look as if Yun Yan was about to hug him if he couldn't get past him, made Yun Yan look back and felt really heartbroken.

The threshold of the ancient times was really high. Yunyan walked over with her short legs. She felt like she was wearing Cixi. Why was it so awkward to be held by someone?

Although it is a brothel, the interior is the same as that of an ordinary big family, and there are no prostitutes. The girls walk around, only the faint sound of silk and bamboo music can be heard.

The business of the Song Dynasty was extremely developed, and the industry was also prosperous. There are official prostitutes in the Jiaofang Division, and they are certified by the government. The dignitaries kept prostitutes in their homes, entertaining guests, or entertaining themselves. City prostitutes are the most common type, and were sold to prostitutes for training since childhood. There is also a private prostitute, that is, pick up customers at home.

Most of the first three have higher cultural accomplishments or skills, and are by no means specialized in sex. Officials are not allowed to spend the night. More often, they participate in the social interactions of mainstream people, including Various official and unofficial cultural performances.

Accompanying wine is a common activity. Many restaurants have cooperative relations with prostitutes and ask them to help sell wine. Any restaurant with gardenia lamps hanging in front of the door means that there are prostitutes in it.

This gardenia lamp is a red lamp with a slightly longer shape. When Yun Yanhui first learned about it, he thought, this is the legendary "red light district"...

As the most prosperous area in Bianliang, Daxiangguo Temple is surrounded by prostitutes. Yun Yanhui is no stranger to the scenes of prostitutes wearing heavy makeup and waiting for the call of drinkers.

However, if I want to talk about contacts, there is no contact at all, and I don't even know the unspoken rules.

Yun Yanhui has been "traveling" in the market for several years, and all traders and artists have said a few words, only people in this industry, he has no friendship at all, but if he wants to mix in Bianliang, they will It's actually very important.

But in fact, after reaching a certain age, people around you will not be taboo, and will gradually recognize this group.

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Xiao Bashu familiarly led Yunyan back to a room and knocked on the door.

After a while, someone inside opened the door. It was Xiaoba's senior brother, who greeted Yunyan and greeted him.

The people from Zhang Shan were already seated, and a beautiful woman in her thirties sat next to her. When she saw Yun Yan returning, she stood up and saluted, "Lang Jun, your concubine is polite."

Yun Yan Hui hurriedly avoided, returning a salute, "Sister is polite."

The woman pursed her lips and smiled. She was obviously very happy with Yun Yanhui's name. Shi Shiran walked to the door, called two little girls and served new tea.

Yunyan sat back next to Zhang Shanren. As soon as she got into the chair, she unconsciously raised her head and looked at Zhang Shanren. They all realized that the chairs here are a little short and the table is a little taller, which makes Yun Yan, who is not tall, very embarrassed to come back here.

No one else dared to laugh, only Zhang Shanren laughed twice and took a mat to play back under Yun Yan, finally feeling better.

Yunyan returned a sigh of relief, "Don't you ever accept dwarf guests here?"

Zhang Shanren was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly, and said to the woman: "Human love, did you hear me, I said you are not comprehensive here, you are always boasting."

The woman nodded gloomily, "Sir is right, I have to book some high chairs tomorrow."

All the tea and fruits came up, Zhang Shanren dismissed the disciples and introduced them to Yun Yanhui. This woman is the bustard here. She used to be a well-known singer in Bianliang. Later, she changed her job and was called Zhou Renai. Now her daughters are also outstanding, and they are famous in the industry.

"Today, I'm actually borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. Brother, you want to invite me to a drink, but this lady Zhou wants to invite you to a drink." Zhang Shanren said, "I will be a middle-aged person and ask you to eat together. ."

Yun Yanhui was a little surprised. He was still thinking about getting on this line in a few years. Why would someone want to invite him to a drink?

"I think Xiao Langjun is more suitable for tea now," Zhou Renai gave Yun Yan tea in person, "Actually, it's like this... I have several daughters who have studied poetry and prose since childhood. Both of them have studied Buddhism, and they are both talented and beautiful, and they are my sister and my support for the rest of my life."

It is said that she is a daughter, but she is actually a prostitute under her hand. Because she was bought back when she was a child, she was a mother and daughter, and she taught her skills.

As soon as Zhou Renai opened her mouth, Yun Yan had a general understanding in her heart, took a sip of tea, and motioned her to continue.

Zhou Renai said sadly: "Because I learned small singing from me, I also have washes invited to perform on weekdays. A few days ago, the monks of Daxiangguo Temple were popular in Bianliang, and some of their little sisters went to listen to a few. I came back in a daze..."

Yun Yanhui hurriedly said with a solemn expression: "Sister, although I am not in Buddhism, I have been taught by the Zen master for a long time, and I also know that it is a good thing for prostitutes to be good, and I cannot dissuade you."

This week, Renai said that she will rely on the rest of her life, and that her daughter was confused after listening to the vulgar story. Thinking about it, there is indeed a Zen master drinking prostitutes in the vulgar story. Female, prostitute. empty door. Whether this is from the good or escape into the empty door, it is to break away from the prostitute. Isn't it evil to stop others?

Zhang Shanren touched his chin, "Listen to her."

Yun Yanhui looked at Zhou Renai in amazement.

Zhou Renai paused for a moment with a sad expression, and then said faintly: "Xiao Langjun, you think too much... If it is true that my daughter wants to be good, it is my wishful thinking, how can you be a big brother for me? I'm here to find you. Our daughter doesn't want to be good, but to marry."

"...What's the difference?" Yun Yan returned with a bewildered expression.

Zhou Renai: "It's just because the person they want to marry is not someone else, but your old Master, Master Luran!"

Yunyan replied: "Pfft!!"

Yunyan took a sip of tea and spit it out.

Zhou Renai wiped his mouth with his fragrant towel, and said while slowly wiping: "I'll say it slowly and in detail, I don't know if I still scare you."

Isn't this scary? ! In my two lifetimes, I have never heard of someone who wants to be the wife of an old monk!

Yun Yanhui looked at Zhang Shanren in shock, "You already knew?"

Zhang Shanren nodded reservedly, "Beside your master, you are the only one who can reliably talk about this matter. You can't tell your master directly, right?"

With a clear temper, I must have left the table angrily when I heard the words just now...

Yunyan replied with a bewildered expression: "She, they, why is this!"

Zhou Renai sighed, "After reading a few Buddhist scriptures and listening to a few stories, I felt that I was a close friend of the Zen master, and I wanted to redeem myself to be his outer chamber, serve a husband together, and serve him for the rest of his life. "

Yun Yan's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally she said, "...there are ideals."

"I'm not asking you to boast. Mr. Zhang said that you have a solution. My sister doesn't dare to watch her daughters die because of missing an old mage. Xiao Langjun, save your nephews and daughters." Zhou Renai is eloquent and authentic.

When Yun Yanhui heard the "nephews and daughters", her hair almost stood on end, "Well, in a few days, you can take them to Zhujiaqiao Wazi to listen to the scriptures, maybe you will have a solution."

Zhou Renai was very happy for a while, "Then I will thank Xiao Lang first."

"...No need." Yun Yan twitched the corner of her mouth back, and sighed in her heart, what is this Nima called! This is simply the most bizarre experience he has ever had. He was brought to a brothel when his body was less than ten years old. The old lady actually complained to him that the oiran lady here was not thinking about the old monk's tea...

It's really a sin. In the end, it was caused by the words that Yun Yan wrote back and copied, and it's up to him to solve it.

Zhou Renai knew from Zhang Shanren that Yun Yanhui could take care of things. As long as he agreed, the matter would be half done, and he was very happy, so he called two proud daughters to sing along with the wine.

Oh no, because Zhou Niangzi felt that Yun Xiaolangjun had not been weaned for a few years, so she should be called an accompanying nurse - didn't she ask someone to buy a soufflé milk tea.

Zhou Renai's daughter sat next to Yun Yanhui, entrusted by her mother, determined to do this job well for the happiness of her sisters, so she took out a delicate puppet with the size of a slap from her bag, respectfully Authentic: "Uncle, let's play this with you."

The other also picked up a soufflé and twisted a piece: "Uncle, ah-"

Yunyan replied: "..."

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Yun Yanhui had a "pleasant" night with the ladies and sisters in the brothel, taking advantage of words - think about it, a group of beautiful girls call you uncle.

At that time, Yun Yan felt that he and Zhang Shanren had made a mistake in arguing about their peers. It seemed that his generation would not come down, and it would never get better, and there would only be more and more juniors!

Seeing that when Hai was approaching, Yun Yanhui and Zhang Shanren were also full, so they settled the bill. Because today is Zhou Renai asking for something, I made a huge discount.

Zhang Shanren ordered two disciples and explained that Yun Yan should be sent home.

The two said their goodbyes, and Yun Yan returned to lead Zhang Shanren's two disciples back.

One of them said: "Uncle, is there anyone in your room to accompany the wine? We were outside, but we listened to the first line singing while we ate wine."

The first line of the line is a name for a famous prostitute. Another disciple said: "You dare to talk nonsense in front of your uncle. Be careful when you go back to the master and cover your mouth with cow dung."

The man embarrassed: "I just want to chat..."

Yunyan was speechless, what kind of prostitute are you talking about with a child, if I really tell you, there are two beautiful young ladies who want to play puppets with me, so why don't you make you crazy?

Yun Yan Hui is determined not to let them know what happened in the room.

The three soon walked to the vicinity of Daxiangguo Temple and walked back along the Bian River.

The goods from the south to the north are transported from the Bian River. At this time, there are still lights on the river at night.

Yunyan Hui suddenly saw a light boat floating down from the upstream. The boat seemed to be empty. When it came to the front, it was stopped at the stern by a stopped cargo ship. The whole boat came sideways. Stuck for a while.

The speed of the boat was so fast, it was obvious that there was no cargo on the boat, Yun Yan looked back at the probe, but saw that there seemed to be a person lying on the boat.

"Hey, is this a person?"

The two disciples of Zhang Shanren also pointed their heads to see, "It seems to be..."

"Hey, Xiongtai, what are you doing?"

But there is no response from those on board.

Yunyan went back to the stall next to him and borrowed a lantern. Looking at the lantern, he was actually an "acquaintance". He was dragging Zheng Ling, whom Zhao Yunchu was inquiring about, lying unconscious on the boat, bleeding from his forehead. No response turned out not to be asleep, but comatose.

Yunyan was shocked and said quickly: "I know this person, can I get him up?"

Since the younger uncle asked, the two disciples naturally obeyed, jumped over and jumped into the river, supported the boat, and dragged the half-aged boy out. up.

Yun Yanhui grabbed Zheng Ling's hand and dragged him to the shore.

The two disciples climbed up each other, all dressed in **, "This little man doesn't seem to be in a good condition, so let's hurry up and send him to the doctor."

"Excuse me again, I'll take him to Master Dao Ran." Yun Yan realized that Zheng Ling and Zheng Ping were most likely related by blood. A little nervous.

The two lifted Zheng Ling up and asked Yun Yan to lead the way back to the place.

Knowing was doing evening classes when suddenly he heard that his disciple brought a wounded person, he quickly put down the wooden fish and walked out, "Put the person on the bed."

Looking at Zheng Ling's breath, he touched him again, and said, "I've been beaten so far, wait for me to stop the bleeding first."

Yunyan didn't say anything bad when she saw it. She breathed a sigh of relief. First, she asked Hui Chong to borrow two robes for Zhang Shanren's disciples who were covered in water, and thanked them again and again.

Understood, while dealing with Zheng Ling's injury, he looked at Zheng Ling's face, and then peeked at Yun Yanhui's face, and found that Yun Yanhui didn't have the slightest nervous expression, didn't he think about it at all? Over the appearance of this young man?

Yun Yanhui thought in her heart, Zheng Ling knew how to cause trouble and fight all day, how could he and my mother be in the same family? It's so weird.

As for Zheng Ping, because Yun Yan rushed back and brought two people to carry an injured person over, they were seen on the road and went to notify Zheng Ping early, so Zheng Ping also hurried over soon after. .

Yun Yanhui heard Zheng Ping's voice and ran out, "Mother."

"Are you all right? I didn't go to dinner with Mr. Zhang today, so how could I bring someone back." Because Yun Yanhui was involved in a fight before, Zheng Ping was always afraid that he would be involved in a violent incident.

"When I saw someone injured on the road, I became a good man and brought him back." Yun Yan replied.

Zheng Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "You are a good boy."

Yun Yanhui hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "Mother, the one who was rescued happened to be one of the yamen who got involved in the fight a few days ago. I said, the one who looks a bit like me."

He also didn't know what attitude Zheng Ping would have towards Zheng Ling, or whether he would say it and let Zheng Ping choose.

Zheng Ping was stunned for a moment, then turned her eyes to the room, looking like she really wanted to go in, but she didn't know what she was thinking about, so she stopped moving forward.

Yun Yan took her hand back and came in, "Look, he really looks like me."

Zheng Ping involuntarily followed Yun Yan back and came to the bed. The boy's forehead had been covered with a medicine bag, and his face was a little pale. At a glance, the outline was not exactly similar to that of Brother Yan.

More precisely, it is similar to someone in Zheng Ping's memory. After all, Brother Yan is partly like his father.

"He..." Zheng Ping just said a word unconsciously, but her voice woke her up. She hurriedly restrained her expression, and concealed her tone, "There are such coincidences in the world, and there are indeed some similarities."

Knowledge came in with the medicine, saw Zheng Ping, and said, "Ms. Zheng came just in time, can you help feed this child some medicine?"

Zheng Ping bowed and took the medicine, "Come on, concubine."

Yun Yanhui helped her to hold Zheng Ling's head up, and fed the medicine spoon by spoon into his mouth. Fortunately, he knew how to swallow it.

Knowledge said beside him: "The rest is to see if he will have a fever tonight."

"Then the mage should have a good rest. The concubine can take care of the child tonight." Even if it had nothing to do with this young man, Zheng Ping couldn't let an old man stay vigil at night.

Clearly recited the Buddha, but was not polite to Zheng Ping, "Then it will be hard work for Mrs. Zheng."

Yun Yanhui watched Zheng Ping's busyness with cold eyes, and came to a conclusion in her heart.

As soon as Zheng Ping looked back, she happened to see Yun Yan's indifferent expression, her heart skipped a beat, and she reassured herself that Brother Yan should not understand, she said with a guilty conscience: "Brother Yan, you did a good job, Saved a person. Mother is here to take care of this little brother tonight, you go back to take Xiaobao and Shuangyi, and tell them to go to bed earlier, okay?"

Yunyan nodded obediently, "Okay, mother, don't worry."

If you care, you will be confused. Don't talk about him. I'm afraid you can see it, but you still don't make a sound. Otherwise, you must tell Zheng Ping to go back and let his disciples come to watch the night. How can you call Zheng Ping who has no relatives and no reason Apple has worked hard.

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Yun Yan had not been idle all night, but now she slowly walked back to her house and saw Shuang Yi and Xiao Bao sitting in the hall, holding their cheeks and waiting for him and Zheng Ping to return.

"Brother Yan, you're back, where's your mother?" Shuang Yi jumped off Hu's bed and looked at Yun Yan turning back.

"I didn't mean to bring a wounded person back, who is it, brother, you beat someone?"

"Just your brother and my little arms and legs, who can bring someone to the emergency room?" Yun Yan rubbed her neck back, "It was the yannai last time, he looked a bit like me, and I saw that he suffered I was hurt, so I kindly brought it back. My mother is helping Master Ran, I will come back and tell you, you should sleep first."

Yun Yanhui said the situation with some reservations, took out the majesty of the eldest brother, and asked them to wash and sleep.

Shuang Yi was older, and although she sensed something was wrong, she still didn't say anything with the expression on Yun Yanhui's face, and obeyed obediently. Xiaobao believed it, thinking that Zheng Ping was just staying there temporarily to help out. He was already sleepy and rubbed his eyes, "Well... I've already washed up and I'm waiting for you."

Little Treasure stretched out his hand, and Yun Yan put his hands under his arm, raised it again, and carried him into the room.

The next morning, Yun Yanhui woke up earlier than usual, stayed in bed for a second, then sat up. Seeing that Xiaobao and Shuangyi didn't get up, he tiptoed to make three breakfasts, took them Go there.

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Zheng Ling also woke up twice in a daze overnight, only vaguely aware that a gentle hand was touching his forehead, but he couldn't open his eyes to see the other person's face clearly.

A few rays of sunlight shone on Zheng Ling's body. He opened his eyes, only to feel that his strength had recovered a lot, and his head was no longer so dizzy. When he looked to the side, a woman was lying on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

Although he didn't see the face, it gave him a very familiar feeling. She should have been taking care of him last night.

Zheng Ling stared blankly at the back of the woman's head, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening. When she looked at the door, a child came in with a basket, turned around and closed the door again.

"It's you..." Zheng Ling's eyes widened and he pointed at the child.

Yunyan rolled her eyelids back at Zheng Ling and walked to Zheng Ping with her hands and feet. Seeing that she was sleeping awkwardly on the edge of the bed, she reached out and pushed her.

"Don't..." Zheng Ling wanted to say don't wake her up, let her sleep.

But it was too late, Yun Yan pushed back, Zheng Ping had already woken up suddenly, sat up, and was still a little stunned when she saw Yun Yan back, "Brother Yan?"

"Mother, eat something and go to bed. Go to bed." Yun Yanhui said very gently.

Only then did Zheng Ling see this woman's face clearly. Although he had never seen it before, it was indeed familiar, because it was similar to the child, so it turned out to be a mother and child.

For a time, Zheng Ling felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He lost his mother when he was young, and the woman in front of him made him feel very much like the warmth in his mother's arms when he was a child. Not to mention that a woman is similar to a child, in fact, it is somewhat similar to himself, and in this way, it is even closer.

"Okay." Zheng Ping responded, looked at Zheng Ling again, and said softly, "When did you wake up, is there any discomfort on your body?"

Zheng Ling blushed and shook his head, "No... me, why am I here?"

"It was my son Yan Ge'er who took you to the Daxiangguo Temple to ask the monks here to help you when he saw you were injured." Zheng Ping seemed to know what Zheng Ling was thinking, so she blocked him first. , "This is also your fate. You have no relatives and no reason to be born a little bit like, let's forget about the past, what do you think?"

Zheng Ling originally had a lot of ideas. The child framed him and made him feel awkward afterwards, but now when the woman said it, he unconsciously responded, "...that's good. "

I thought to myself, although the woman said that they had no relatives and no reason, but there should be fate, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence that the child even saved him. When he saw this family, he was also close for no reason.

"Let's have something to eat." Zheng Ping took out Yun Yan's hot cake and gave it to Zheng Ling to eat.

If someone dared to eat such crude food for him in normal times, Zheng Ling would definitely be furious and throw everything away. But now, with a blushing face, he obediently took the cake and took a bite, feeling that it was not so difficult to enter.

Zheng Ping watched Zheng Ling eat and ate it herself, then asked him in a slow voice, "How could you be hurt? Brother Yan found you on a boat floating down the Bian River. .”

Zheng Ling mumbled a few times, then said embarrassedly: "I lost the fight with the same person."

Zheng Ping frowned when she heard the word "fight", "You kid..."

Her own son, but he never fights, this child looks so handsome, how can he fight with others.

For the first time, Zheng Ling felt ashamed for the fight and explained in a panic: "It's those people who pick things up first."

"Don't get excited, sit down, the wound will collapse." Zheng Ping pressed Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling leaned back honestly and continued to eat the hu pie, rolling her eyes, thinking that if the woman asked again, how would she clean up her faults.

"Mother, go back quickly, Shuangyi and Xiaobao haven't woken up yet." Yun Yanhui hinted that the two children in Zheng Ping's family didn't know it yet.

Zheng Ping understood and ate the rest of the cake, "Brother Yan, you accompany this little brother, if there is something wrong, go and call Master Lianran, he has already started to eat Class is over."

"Okay." Yun Yan responded, watching Zheng Ping leave under Zheng Ling's reluctant gaze, not feeling amused.

As soon as Zheng Ping left, Zheng Ling put down the cake and said to Yun Yan, "What's your name?"

Yun Yanhui stared at him with black and white eyes and said nothing.

Zheng Ling reached out and squeezed his shoulder, and said with a bit of affection: "Don't be afraid, I will tell you first, my name is Zheng Ling, Guan Erzheng, dripping water. Last time, it was just like you. Mother said, forget it in the past. I asked your name not to retaliate against you, but to take care of you, and report my name in Bianliang in the future..."

"Will you be beaten like you did last night?" Yun Yan interjected lukewarmly.

Zheng Ling was embarrassed for a while, "Well, that was an accident, I still won more..."

Yunyan gave him a contemptuous look back.

Zheng Ling is disheartened, how could he be embarrassed to ask to cover Yunyan back again.

Yun Yanhui finished his breakfast, wiped his mouth, came to find out, and asked him if Zheng Ling was okay. If he was in better health, he would go home without anyone to take care of him.

Zheng Ling hugged Yun Yanhui's waist, "I want to go back with you!"

Yun Yan Hui almost threw herself on the street, "What are you doing! Let go!"

"I don't like it here, I'm going to your house to rest!" Zheng Ling held on tight.

"I didn't have a fever last night, so I'm fine, but it doesn't seem to be necessary to rest in bed, as long as you don't exercise too intensely. Donor, you haven't been home all night from your injury, so why don't you go back and report your safety?" With this lively scene, he said slowly.

"I came out of school, I'm fine, my family must think I'm going to school, and my husband thinks I'm going out to play." Zheng Ling said confidently, "I don't think I'm in good health, and I need to rest, but here The conditions are not good, I will go to his house."

"I tell you, my family is poor and the conditions are even worse. You can only sleep with the chickens when you go there." Yun Yan returned threateningly.

Knowing and agreeing: "There are only two rooms in Brother Yan's house, and everyone is full of sleep. You probably can only sleep in the chicken coop."

Zheng Ling was silent for a while, and then the tears fell down, sobbing and saying: "You know I am... yes... you still don't let me go... woo..."

Yunyan replied: "..."

He didn't even understand why this little Yanei started to cry. He wasn't so vulnerable when his head was smashed before. He just didn't let you go home with him, so what?

Where did Yun Yan know that Zheng Ling found her sustenance in her Oedipus heart, but isn't she very fragile?

Yun Yanhui looked at it coldly, and felt that Zheng Ling was pretending. Who knew that the more Zheng Ling cried, the more sad he became. He also let go of Yun Yanhui's waist. gas.

Yun Yanhui was stunned, "...don't cry, I'll take you back."

He was really afraid that Zheng Ling would cry if he continued to cry.

Zheng Ling couldn't stop for a while, so he sobbed and said, "Well, then, let's go now."

Zheng Ling wiped his face, and it was the white and tender yannai again. The clothes on his body had already been changed to monks' robes. No, last night's dirty clothes are in his arms.

Yun Yanhui led him back like this. When he reached the door of the house, he pointed at the chicken pen and said, "Go in."

Zheng Ling's eyes widened, "You really told me to sleep with chickens?"

"Or do you want to sleep with the bear?" Yun Yan pointed back at Bei Bei's territory.

"..." Zheng Ling reacted and walked towards the house with a sullen face, "How dare you play with me, if not... hum."

If someone played with Zheng Ling like this in normal times, he would definitely be furious, feel embarrassed, and then take revenge. But he was played twice by Yunyan, and he even got beaten last time. Although Zheng Ling was angry, he never got angry. He didn't even notice it. Violent emotions of people.

Yun Yan Hui followed slowly and opened the door.

Zheng Ping stayed all night and went to bed. Shuang Yi was watching Xiao Bao write. The two of them were stunned when they saw Yun Yanhui bringing Zheng Ling back together.

Yunyan replied: "Don't look at it, I didn't adopt him, I was disliked by Master Known, so I rushed here to rest."

Zheng Ling did not correct Yun Yanhui's statement. He had seen both of them. Although it was only one side, he was deeply impressed by the little girl. The scene of hanging Zhou Huilin was deeply imprinted in his mind. , could not help but feel in awe.

"Is your mother resting?" Zheng Ling rolled her eyes around the room, but she didn't show any contempt, and lowered her voice, "Then let's not disturb her, take me to lie down."

Yun Yan Hui took him to her room again. Zheng Ling's pace was a little wobbly after walking. Yun Yan Hui helped him and made him sit on the bed.

Zheng Ling leaned against the head of the bed and saw the kesi decorations hanging on the wall, such as Zheng Pingzhen's Yunyanhui and Xiaobao's calligraphy. on the wall.

"It's really good, really thoughtful," Zheng Ling boasted, "My grandmother also took down my calligraphy."

Yun Yan ignored him and took out a needle. Zheng Ling took a look and hid in the bed.

"What are you hiding, I'm not Mammy Rong." Yun Yan glanced back at him inexplicably and threaded the thread.

Zheng Ling: "Who is Mammy Rong?" He just thought it was a little scary for this kid to hold a needle, as if he was going to stab someone.

But it turns out that Zheng Ling thought too much. Yun Yanhui just helped him to pull up his sleeves and trouser legs and sew a few stitches to fix it, otherwise it would be ugly and inconvenient.

Zheng Ling treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and even defended: "I didn't expect you to use needles, you really look like a girl."

Yun Yanhui's face turned dark, "Are you going out?"

"I won't say it anymore." Zheng Ling stuck out his tongue and hugged Mrs. Zhu on the bed.

Neither of them noticed that the atmosphere was very harmonious and natural.

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At noon, Zheng Ping got up and saw Zheng Ling at home. She was obviously surprised and a little overwhelmed. Thinking that Zheng Ling was young, he quickly called Shang Yunyan back to make ghee bubble snails for him to eat.

Zheng Ling is also embarrassed to pull Zheng Ping to act like a spoiled child, and doesn't treat herself as a guest at all.

Zheng Ping's mother and son made lunch and butter snails. Zheng Ling almost ate butter snails. He also said that he had never eaten it and liked the taste very much. Zheng Ping looked at him with a smile.

Next, Zheng Ping was concerned about Zheng Ling's other situation, but she deliberately avoided his family situation. Even if Zheng Ling took the initiative to mention it and wanted to explore the relationship between them, Zheng Ping always mentioned it. . If it was repeated, Zheng Ling knew it.

After knowing that Zheng Ling actually played truant, Zheng Ping's face was not very good-looking, "How can you play truant?"

Zheng Ling: "I don't want to go to class, my father is always forcing me, but I just like to play in the street..."

This is not right. Zheng Ping allowed Yun Yan not to go back to school because Yun Yanhui had a clear goal and knew what he was doing, while Zheng Ling seemed to be just rebellious and playful.

"Since I'm in good health, I have to hurry back to the academy." Zheng Ping said solemnly.

Chongwen in the Song Dynasty, there were many government-run and private-run schools. Almost all of the government-run schools were free of charge, or charged a small fee. The academy is private, but it is very prosperous now, and it can often be extended to contemporary Confucian scholars to teach.

Other Zheng Ling can agree, but this is about going to school... He is really not happy, and he is not willing to lie to Zheng Ling, so Ai Ai can't say a complete sentence for a while.

"Mother, since that's the case, I'll send him back to the academy in the afternoon." Yun Yan said back to her cheeks.

Zheng Ping wanted to send it by herself, but she still considered her identity and said, "Okay, Brother Yan, you can send Xiaoling to the academy."

Zheng Ling let out an "ah" and said coquettishly, "Auntie, I still have a wound on my head."

"A little injury will not interfere with the lecture." Zheng Ping said lightly.

Zheng Ling's entire face was wrinkled.

Zheng Ping comforted again: "Don't always play truant, I can ask Yan Geer to go to the academy to bring you butter and snails, and tell me what other flavors you want to eat."

So Zheng Ling became cheerful again, hugged Yun Yan back, and promised, "Okay, okay!"

Yun Yanhui really can't stand it anymore, this Zheng Ling really treats him as a younger brother, "Can you sit down, do you have no bones?"

Zheng Ping went to pack some ghee bubble snails for Zheng Ling to take back to the academy to eat. When she was in the kitchen, Zheng Ling looked at Yun Yanhui with a happy face, and her style of painting was different from that on the street. It's the same, tender like water, "Brother Yan, I want to treat you like a younger brother, don't feel uncomfortable, I really like your family."

Yun Yanhui glanced at him sideways.

——However, even Yun Yanhui did not expect that Zheng Ling's words set a huge flag for himself.