I was Idle and Cool Chapter 72: Lonely Photo

What "a century of regret", what "respect for his heroism", what "sorry for his untimely death"!

Isn't he the culprit behind all this? !

An executioner with blood on his hands, a face full of hypocrisy, and now he has accepted Xue Kuang's direct son as a student, talking about this high-sounding "Saint Principle" and "Mr. Instruction"!

What's even scarier is...

In this crowded and crowded Yuewei Pavilion, even the whole capital attracts attention, she is the only one who knows this truth, except for Gu Juefei herself!

No one knows about Xue Kuang's rebellion. How many people in the world know about what he did to Gu Juefei?

At this moment, Princess Yongning couldn't tell how she felt in her heart.

She just felt tortured.

At this moment, I stand in the Yuewei Pavilion and witness all this happening, but I have no power to stop it, let alone announce the truth to the world.

Even though she has been standing in the turbulent court for more than ten years, she can't force herself to stand here for even a moment!

"Don't look, Xiuhan, let's go back."

Before the people around her could react, Princess Yongning gave a direct command, turned around and left with a flick of her sleeves.

The maids who followed her, including Xiu Han, were stunned for a while.

Isn't the apprenticeship ceremony of Young Master Xue Chi not over yet? Only then did I go to Gu Juefei, and there is still Ji Zhiyin behind... Why did the eldest princess leave?

It was Lu Jinxi who was a little surprised.

She stood beside Princess Yongning, but the two words could only be vaguely heard, and she was not sure. When she turned around, she saw the frozen profile of Princess Yongning, still wearing With the majesty of the ups and downs for more than ten years, it seems that...

Adds a little bit of anger.

She was dressed in fancy clothes, as if she was walking through the gates of the heavy palace. She walked along the corridor and directly down the steps in the southeast corner, and then went outside the Reading Micro Museum.

It seems that he is indeed leaving.

The two words she just said were...

Hypocritical?

To be honest, even though Lu Jinxi knew that Gu Juefei was just a skin-painted demon, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said just now.

On the contrary, she even felt that Gu Juefei at that moment was a little...

Too real.

At this moment, Princess Yongning's earlier evaluation of Gu Juefei, as well as the uncertain word "hypocrisy", and the demeanor when she left...

Is there something I don't know about?

After thinking for a while, Lu Jinxi glanced downstairs and instructed directly: "Egret, Qingque, you two stay here, take care of the eldest son and brother Chi, I will go down to see my aunt."

"Yes."

The maids of Princess Yongning didn't know what happened, let alone Egret Qingque, so they just responded respectfully.

Lu Jinxi then lifted the corners of her skirt and went down the stairs in the southeast corner.

Xue Chi was already at Jizhiyin at this moment, and everyone around was envious and jealous, but all their attention was in the lobby, but few people noticed her walking past.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the sunset outside the Yuewei Museum was dim.

Princess Yongning's luxurious carriage has stopped by the mountain road in front of the pavilion. Princess Yongning is holding a maid's hand and is about to get into the carriage.

"Auntie—"

Lu Jinxi hurried forward, called out, and bowed.

Eldest Princess Yongning, who was about to get into the car, suddenly stopped and looked back at her: "Isn't Brother Chi still apprentice? Why did you come out?"

Her voice had an aged hoarseness, but there was no expression on her face.

Lu Jinxi's ability to observe words and expressions is not bad. At a glance, she can see that she is not in a good mood. She is more and more curious about the reason as her mind turns, but she has a somewhat panicked look on her face.

"My niece just saw my aunt leave in a hurry. I'm a little worried, are you all right?"

Her eyes twinkled, but they had a soft glow.

This is a pair of eyes that are easy to impress.

Even Princess Yongning couldn't deny it: she was full of anger and had no way of venting it, but when she touched such a pair of eyes, she turned into helplessness.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. But I'm getting older and there are so many people in the museum that I can't breathe."

She shook her head, and finally laughed, staring at Lu Jinxi, but sighed.

"Today, brother Chi paid my respects to Mr. Good. You are his mother. It's always bad not to watch. Go back quickly."

"My aunt is fine, my niece is relieved." Lu Jinxi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her lips curved a little, so she bowed again, "The niece will send her aunt respectfully."

"Hmm."

Princess Yongning nodded, then supported the maid's hand and entered the carriage.

The coachman is still the black-clothed guard.

It's just that Princess Yongning today was not in the mood to talk to him. After entering the carriage, she leaned on the throw pillow and raised her hand to press her temple, as if she wanted to relieve the feeling in her heart. Depressed feeling.

Xiuhan knelt down beside her and looked at her very worriedly: "Princess, you..."

But before she could finish her sentence, Princess Yongning closed her eyes and interrupted her suddenly, murmuring, "Xiuhan, Ben Gong has been dreaming of a concubine these few days..."

Xiuhan was stunned.

Immediately, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart and penetrated into her limbs, making her unable to move.

Princess Yongning only lowered her eyes and couldn't see her reaction, but she could predict it in her heart. After all, Xiuhan has followed her for so many years, so many things may not be completely clear, but seven out of ten can be guessed.

She gave a low laugh, but said nothing.

The chariot will go away soon.

The breeze blew off the lake, over the mountains, and lifted the drapery around the carriage, looking like a sail away.

Lu Jinxi just stood there and watched.

It wasn't until the car driver disappeared that she looked back at the still lively Yuewei Museum, showed a thoughtful look, and walked back slowly.

*

In the museum, the apprenticeship ceremony has come to an end.

After paying tribute to the second gentleman, Ji Zhiyin, and listening to his admonition, Xue Chi, together with several other selected students, thanked several other great scholars in this exam together.

Here is the ceremony.

Meng Ji walked out and said a few polite words such as "Thank you for your love", and everyone knew that the trial at the Yuewei Museum was over.

"Oh, I knew there would be a lot of people coming, but I didn't expect so many..."

"Yeah, I didn't even pass the first round."

"Forget it, even the first place in Shandong's rural examination this year was not selected. What are we doing?"

"But the children of one, five or six years old are chosen!"

"That's the bloodline of the generals, can you compare? There's always a reason to win the eyes of the two gentlemen."

"That's right..."

……

This time, most of the people who were not selected in the examination of the Weiwei Museum naturally have all kinds of helplessness in their hearts.

But what else can be done?

This opportunity is just one time, I can't grasp it, my knowledge is not hard, and I can only blame myself for not being selected.

For a while, the hall was naturally filled with sighs.

People came and went like a tide, and naturally some literati took advantage of this opportunity to get together, three groups of five to prepare to continue playing later.

As for the few successful apprentices today, they were not in a hurry to leave.

Apprenticeship is one thing, but going to school is another.

The former is just a ritual, the latter is trivial, and different gentlemen have different habits, so it must be explained clearly at this time.

Xuezhai naturally exists.

Now named "Xingzhixuezhai", it is located opposite Jingzhong Gongyuan, half a street away from Guozijian, which can be regarded as a good place.

However, all of you gentlemen are not particularly leisurely people, so there are no strict requirements for the time and place of class.

Only Xue Chi.

Young, little knowledge, and two gentlemen. Not to mention, one of the gentlemen, Gu Juefei, is about to re-enter the court and will be a busy man.

So he has to go to school tomorrow afternoon, leaving the morning time for him to prepare the books he needs for school.

"I still have some things to talk about with the other gentlemen today, so I will write down the books you need to prepare later and have them send them over..."

Gu Juefei stood under the landscape painting in the lobby, watching Xue Chi standing in front of him.

He didn't have the arrogance of the legendary little bully in Beijing, but instead looked very serious. His eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to memorize everything he said.

Just...

Because of the 18 previous kowtows, his forehead is now red and looks very funny.

Actually, Gu Juefei is still immersed in the emotion of the moment of the apprenticeship ceremony before, and he hasn't gotten out of it very much. But at this moment, looking at his forehead, he couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Three worships and nine kowtows, kowtow like this, have you always kowtowed like this?"

"Huh?"

Xue Chi was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. He touched his forehead, but he didn't understand what was wrong with his kowtow.

"I usually kowtow less often, but I also kowtow like this for my father. Sir, what's wrong?"

“…”

The smile on Gu Juefei's lips faded a lot at once.

With a flash from the corner of his eyes, he saw Lu Jinxi walking in front of him, so he only touched Xue Chi's head and said lightly: "Nothing wrong. The general's wife is here, you should go back. ."

"Mother?" Xue Chi was a little surprised, and turned around quickly. Sure enough, she saw her coming from outside, and immediately ran over happily, "Mother!"

Originally, he was going to jump into Lu Jinxi's house, but when he got close, he remembered that there were many people watching.

That face immediately turned red, and stopped halfway coyly.

Lu Jinxi naturally saw the changes in the middle, and smiled secretly in his heart: This little fat man, it is different after he has been a teacher, and he has to show his face.

Of course, she won't break it down.

So just pretending that he didn't see anything, Lu Jinxi walked up to Xue Chi as if nothing had happened, couldn't help frowning when he saw his forehead, but didn't say anything, just asked with a smile, "Everything is alright. right?"

"It's all good, I remember what Mr. explained clearly."

Xue Chi nodded.

"It was late, gentlemen, and we should go back."

Lu Jinxi said, took his hand, raised his head again, and looked at Gu Juefei who was standing over there.

He was still standing still, his eyes fixed on her.

It looks the same as before.

But at this moment, Lu Jinxi naturally remembered the evaluation of Princess Yongning, and for a moment only felt that there was a heavy fog covering him.

Gu Juefei...

She recited these three words in her heart, but she didn't walk over, just like when she came, with such a short distance, she bowed slightly and bowed.

Courtesy.

rusty.

With unchanging elegance and calmness.

This is the "Mrs. General" in the eyes of all the world.

As if she had never had a private meeting with him in the house before, nor had she ever had such a close skin-to-skin relationship with him, everything was hidden under the dignified elegance, just like everything about him, hidden in the warmth and warmth With humility.

Gu Juefei didn't walk over and didn't say anything extra.

He just stared at her, watching her hold Xue Chi's hand, followed by a lame Xue Tingzhi and a few maids, and he disappeared at the end of his line of sight.

*

The people inside the Yuewei Museum soon dispersed.

It was crowded and crowded when I came, but when I left, because the carriage of the General's Mansion left late, it was very lucky to go all the way.

After more than an hour, I returned to the General's Mansion.

In the capital, everything can be slow, but news spreads the fastest.

The opening of the test at the Yuewei Museum was originally attended by most of the people in the capital. The various results of the test naturally flew in all directions as if they had grown wings, not to mention Xue Chi this time. The "big move" came out.

In the general's mansion, it has long been spread.

Many maids and servants were waiting by the side door, ready to congratulate Lu Jinxi and Xue Chi and ask for a lucky draw.

Those who have heard the news know that this is a student of Ji Zhiyin and Gu Juefei. They don't know how to watch this scene.

When Lu Jinxi lifted the curtain and got out of the car, she saw this crowd of people and knew why they came.

As she got off the car with Qingque's hand, she smiled: "Brother Chi has to worship a famous teacher. Everyone has a reward, so go back quickly."

"Yes, thank you second grandma!"

"Our brother is really talented and intelligent, no one else can match!"

"My brother is only six years old, and he will be amazing in the future."

"Congratulations to the young master..."

……

I don't care if I was tossed by the little overlord Xue Chi to cry for my father or mother, or how many times I talked about him behind my back, but at this time, my mouth was like I had put honey in my mouth, and Xue Chi was praised like a The genius of the world has become a piece of rough jade that can be radiant with a little carving.

Weixian, who just got off the bus, sneered when he saw this scene.

She didn't even bother to stay here for a while, she waved the fan, turned around and left: "I'm tired, I'll go back first."

Lu Jinxi naturally didn't stop her.

In response to everyone's congratulations, she turned around and looked at the carriage behind: Xue Tingzhi and Xue Chi were the same as when she went back.

At this moment, both of them got out of the car.

Xue Tingzhi couldn't see anything different, but Xue Chi next to him was a little dazed, as if he was dizzy.

Lu Jinxi walked over: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Xue Chi gestured, as if thinking about how to describe it, "Am I as powerful as they say?"

Lu Jinxi was stunned when she heard the words, but then she laughed, and she couldn't help but flicked him: "It's just a matter of paying respects to a gentleman, what is this? Master leads the door, it's up to you to practice. Don't listen to them. You will float up when you boast, and you are still far from it!"

"Okay..."

Actually, Xue Chi himself knew it was unlikely, but Lu Jinxi said it so plainly, and felt that he couldn't hold back his face, so he pouted.

"But it's not too far off, isn't it? Otherwise, why would you choose me, no, I'll choose Mr...."

"Of course it's because of—"

Lu Jinxi subconsciously jokingly said, "Of course I taught me well", but halfway through the sentence, when he turned his eyes, he just happened to meet the eyes of the side.

Xue Tingzhi's gaze.

He is watching her silently.

That handsome face became more and more distinct against the halo of the dim lanterns around it. The sharpness between the brows was restrained, but a moment flashed in a pair of eyes.

Too fast, Lu Jinxi didn't have time to catch it.

But it was still a strange, inexplicably uncomfortable look.

As if I'm missing something.

"Mother?"

Xue Chi was a little strange to see her paused and didn't speak.

Lu Jinxi finally regained his senses, lowered his eyes and smiled, and continued what he said earlier: "Of course it's because you think the same as the gentlemen, so they think you are a good person."

Same idea as gentlemen...

But in fact, isn't this what my mother thinks is the same as what my husband thinks? All the words of Mr. Gu today were deeply etched in his mind.

These are all things he's never heard of, but he has a vague feeling that they should make sense.

Xue Chi blinked, feeling a little lost for a while.

Lu Jinxi knew that something should have happened between this boy and Gu Juefei, but there were different cars on the road, so he didn't have time to ask.

Seeing that he didn't speak at the moment, she didn't bother, but looked at Xue Tingzhi instead.

"Eldest son, are you tired after all the journey?"

There is a smile on his face and a smile in his voice, and it sounds like it's no different from when Xue Chi spoke.

The temperature of the fundus...

But a lot of cold, alienated a lot.

Xue Tingzhi could easily feel the difference, the fingers hanging on his side clenched quietly, and then slowly let go, just shook his head casually: "Thank you mother for your concern, I am a little tired, but not a big deal. Obstruction.”

"Dr. Zhang is still recovering from your illness. I'm tired of going out today, I'm afraid I've already violated the taboo on his doctor's order."

Lu Jinxi looked at him with all kinds of thoughts in her heart.

"It's too late today, so I don't have to come back to say hello. Go back and rest early."

Xue Tingzhi bowed and bowed: "That Tingzhi retired first."

"Be careful on the road."

Lu Jinxi nodded, then said nothing, just stood there and watched.

Xiangzhi, who was serving Xue Tingzhi, took the lit lantern from the hand of the little maid and walked beside him, illuminating the dark road in front of him, and also illuminating his shaky figure. .

The yard of the Yanwuchang was originally in the most remote part of the General's Mansion.

Walking all the way, it was quiet, only the sound of insects, the sound of the dew at night crossing the leaves, and the sound of his light and heavy footsteps...

When walking around the first corner, Xue Tingzhi couldn't help but stop and look back.

But at this time, the heavy eaves and the high courtyard walls had blocked his sight, and all he could see was a brick and tile that could not be seen clearly in the dark.

"Eldest son, what's wrong?"

Xiangzhi knew that he didn't seem to like to talk, and seeing him suddenly stopped to look back, he just thought he had forgotten something.

Unexpectedly, Xue Tingzhi just shook his head: "Nothing, go back."

Go back.

No matter how lively and bright the front is, what belongs to him is now only the courtyard in the most remote corner. His existence, just like the existence of the courtyard in this mansion, is a naturally forgotten existence.

He and it are both waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity to be noticed again.

Xue Tingzhi closed his eyes slightly, took another step, and walked back.

Even though there are a few more maids to serve, the courtyard is still deserted, except for the carved kang next to the window in the study, there is still a lamp.

He has the habit of reading at night, which should be lit by Lin'an.

"You all go down."

When Xue Tingzhi entered the study, he asked the guarding maids to go down. He walked to the old bookshelf and subconsciously pointed out the volume of "Anti-Sutra".

But when his fingers moved to a certain position in that row, he remembered: This book was lent to Lu Jinxi, and she has not returned it yet.

At this moment, he couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Jinxi, born in a scholarly family, is a beautiful lady.

But I actually read "Anti-Jing"...

I have lived in the General's Mansion for 11 years. I had no feelings for this "mother" before, but recently, he has...

It's impossible not to notice.

"Crack."

A soft click.

He finally took out a book from the bookshelf at will, turned over and walked back to the heated kang.

There is only one confidant in the world, you can not hate. Not only people, but also things...

Every word on the page is very clear, but looking at it, Xue Tingzhi found that he didn't record a word at all.

In his mind, suddenly there were many complicated thoughts circling, which made it difficult for him to clean up.

For example, the test of the Yuewei Museum today, such as the sparse eyes of the aunt, such as the voice he heard outside the door, such as...

The dazzling new red on her lips.

Why was Xue Chi chosen by the gentlemen?

Xue Tingzhi remembered what Lu Jinxi had just said at the side door, but he couldn't help sneering, and his slender and pale fingers slowly pressed hard against the edge of the page.

As if to wrinkle something, but also as if to smooth something.

"Knock knock knock."

There is a tap on the door frame.

It was Xiangzhi holding the medicine bowl and standing outside the door: "Eldest son, the medicine is ready."

"Come in."

Xue Tingzhi's voice did not fluctuate at all, but slowly released his fingers that were pressing against the page.

When Xiangzhi came in, she couldn't see anything different.

She came here not long ago, but she just felt that the second grandmother seemed to treat this eldest son well, but she didn't know him well, so she was always a little nervous when serving.

"The slave has already tried the medicine temperature, it's just right, drink it while it's hot." She came up respectfully, bent slightly, and held the celadon medicine bowl in front of Xue Tingzhi, her voice timid land.

Xiangzhi is not very old.

She has a pair of soft weeds, which are unique to 28 girls. Her slender fingers are placed on the edge of the medicine bowl, which can easily attract people's attention.

But this moment...

Xue Tingzhi's eyes fell on her wrist.

The slender wrist, because of the action of Duan Yao's hand, stretched out a part of the sleeve, so a part of snow white was exposed. And in that piece of snow-white, a little bit of red...

It's a red mole.

So Xue Tingzhi stretched out his hand.

Xiangzhi thought he was here to pick up the medicine bowl as usual, but she didn't expect that the slightly cool fingers landed on her wrist.

At this moment, Xiangzhi only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his pink and white face suddenly turned red. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was afraid of spilling the medicine, so he was in a hurry: "Big, big. Son..."

"Eldest son..."

It's that name again.

With ease, he took him back to the door, and the voice seemed to echo in his ears again, losing the usual coldness and innocence, trembling, with a scorching warmth, and ...

Bone erosion.

But she wasn't calling herself.

There are so many "eldest sons" in the world, but maybe none of them can be compared with the Gu Juefei who moved the world?

Xue Tingzhi's thin lips suddenly evoked an indescribable arc.

Seems sarcastic and self-deprecating.

This is the "mother", the maid next to him.

Yes, mother-in-law.

If she has always been in this identity, she may still manage his marriage, start a family, and start a career in the future...

Xue Tingzhi felt that a devil had grown out of his heart.

His eyes landed on this small red mole, and he only used his fingertips to gently rub and draw, and his voice was as soft as a dream.

"Your name is Xiangzhi..."

A low voice, as if dipped in wine.

Xiangzhi felt a little dizzy for a while, and only felt that the cool fingers moved around her wrist, but a spark seemed to ignite, which made her tremble uncontrollably, and her mind was even more chaotic, unable to think.

Only the bottom of those delicate eyes showed a little lustrous water.

"Big, big son..."

There will always be one or two maids like her by the side of the young sons of age.

At this moment, Xiangzhi couldn't tell whether he was more afraid or more emotional, and he didn't know what to say at all, so he only dared to shout timidly.

"Eldest son..."

Her voice was thin.

At this moment, there is a little special tremor, like a drowning cat, fragile and pitiful. From those delicate lips that were lit with a little peach lipstick, they flowed out...

Gradually, it overlapped with the voice that kept looping in Xue Tingzhi's mind, making him feel like he was in a wonderful fantasy...

But there seems to be another self, pulled out from the body, looking at it coldly, coldly and cruelly.

"Pop."

The medicine bowl finally fell to the ground.

The bitter medicinal smell spread out in an instant, overshadowing the original aroma of books and ink in this study, and other smells...

*

Go to the east of Chiyue.

The bright shadow of the begonia flowers outside the east courtyard wall is a little blurry under the moonlight.

Lu Jinxi just sat by the window, looked at the three siblings sitting in front of him, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "Today we will only tell one story. It was our general, that year. Encircled outside Changliu Pass, the desert is in distress, but at this time there is a young general in white robe—"

"Ah, it's Uncle Fang, it's Uncle Fang!"

Before Lu Jinxi finished speaking, Xue Chi suddenly shouted loudly, his face full of excitement.

"Mom, you are finally going to talk about Uncle Fang!"

“…”

Looking at the appearance of Xue Chi almost jumping three feet high in front of him, Lu Jinxi couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly had the urge to slap him away.

She really wants to talk less today, but...

"Didn't you arrange him with me before? Why do you seem to like him when you look at him today?"

Xue Mingli and Xue Minglang had never been in contact with Xue Kuang's old group, but after hearing Lu Jinxi's words, the two sisters looked at each other and wisely chose to shut up and pretend they didn't exist.

The silly Xue Chi didn't feel anything yet.

He blinked his eyes and pouted cutely: "I complain, it's not that I really don't like it. Uncle Fang is very good at martial arts, especially when practicing swordsmanship! But my mother doesn't tell his story, I can't even coax him to teach me..."

“…what did you say?”

Lu Jinxi looked up at him.

At this moment, Xue Chi finally felt a coolness crawling up from his tailbone. He felt a jolt and reacted suddenly.

Crap!

Looks like I missed it again!

He subconsciously covered his mouth with both hands, with a horrified expression on his face.

But Lu Jinxi could not wait to pull this kid over and beat him, so he got up from his seat and walked towards him: "I have already made an appointment with you for three chapters, the stories you tell are not allowed to go out and show off, you kid is itchy. Isn't it?"

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Although Xue Chi is a little fat, he has a strong sense of crisis.

Seeing his mother walking directly towards him, he rushed towards Xue Minglang: "Mother is going to kill, Sister Lang save me!"

Xue Minglang was speechless, and threw him a blank eye: "If you run for your own life, you run for your life, why are you running to my side! It's disgusting!"

"Are you my sister, how can you do this?"

Xue Chi was deeply saddened.

Xue Mingli, who was far away from the battle group, just pursed her lips and smiled quietly.

The room was a mess for a while, and the noise of the night was heard far away.

When Qing Que came in from outside with the letter in hand, she thought something had happened. It turned out that the brothers and sisters were pinching her, and she was helpless for a while.

"Madam, the letter from Yuewei Museum said it was written by Mr. Gu just now."

She walked to Lu Jinxi's side, whispered something, and handed the envelope to Lu Jinxi.

Lu Jinxi wanted to have a good reason with Xue Chi, but when she saw Qing Que came in with the envelope, she stepped aside and left them to make trouble. She took the envelope and looked at it herself.

Ordinary envelopes with no words on them, not even lacquer.

You can tell at a glance that what's here, I'm afraid it doesn't matter.

Opened the envelope, took out the letterhead inside, a snow-white, narrow page, neatly lined with lines of ink and pen, written casually and freely.

It is undoubtedly Gu Juefei's handwriting.

"Thousand-character characters, Zhu Wengyun, Cha Yu's new pen, Spring Caotang..." Lu Jinxi saw a smile on his lips, and after reading it, he handed it to Qingque, "It's all Brother Chi. Take the books you need to go to school and take them to my study to see if you have them. If not, I will send someone out tomorrow to get them ready.”

"Yes."

Qing Que originally thought it was an important letter, but unexpectedly, it was just a list of books that Brother Chi needed, so she took the letter and prepared to go to the study to check.

"Wait." Lu Jinxi suddenly stopped her, "You said just now, where did this letter come from?"

"Sent from Yuewei Library, just written by Mr. Gu."

Qing Que was startled and stopped to answer.

Lu Jinxie frowned slightly.

She glanced at the lonely moon hanging high outside, and after counting the hours, she was a little surprised: "He is in the Yuewei Museum, and he stayed so late..."