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In April in Yangchun, the sky is clear and bright, and the breeze is blowing.

When the weather is fine, people are also happy, so Xia Heyu stood at the door of the house and stretched a long way when he heard the bickering of two sparrows on the branch, as if he heard Yingying.

A servant from the Xia residence was straightening Xia Heyu's robes behind him, and when he saw that he was in a good mood, he boldly chewed the bottom of his tongue: "Master, that newcomer to our residence always dislikes the meals you give him as too vegetarian. , You said, do you care?"

"New here? Which doorman?" Xia Heyu asked sideways.

"That's right, it's the young master surnamed Jiang, named Jiang Linyuan." The boy replied with a bowed body.

Xia Heyu frowned and thought for a moment, but said, "Why don't I remember that there are such people in our mansion?"

The servant clapped his hands and helped Xia Heyu recall: "You forgot the master's birthday banquet a few days ago. He barged in at night. You were also happy at the time, and you summoned him with a wave of your hand."

"Oh? I'm afraid I drank too much that day." Xia Heyu smiled, patted the back of the head, turned to the boy and said, "We should clean up the people in our house, and keep those who are useful, and those who are useless." You don’t even need to give vegetarian food, just fork it out.”

"Yes." The servant bowed his head and agreed.

"Okay, let's go, it's getting late, don't delay the morning." Xia Heyu waved his sleeves, stepped out of the house and stepped down the steps, his eyes swept down his feet, and saw a piece of cloth on his waistband. Yes, I lowered my head and fiddled with my hands.

"General Xia."

It was during the fiddling that Xia Heyu heard a very ear-sounding voice calling to him, and when he raised his head, he saw a man standing five steps away in front of him.

This man looks handsome, but with one hand behind his back, his eyebrows are lowered, and he looks very submissive.

"Are you..." Xia Heyu put down his hands, tilted his head and asked him.

"My...Jiang Linyuan." Jiang Linyuan replied, biting down every word of his name very clearly.

"Oh..." Xia Heyu smiled disdainfully, recalling what the boy said to him just now, "Are you that Mr. Jiang Linyuan Jiang who is not satisfied with the dishes in my house?"

"Jiang doesn't dare." Jiang Linyuan lowered his head a little more, "I'm just wondering, why does this huge general's mansion give people boiled cabbage all the time?"

"If you don't like food, you don't have to eat it." Xia Heyu flicked his sleeves and said coldly. After saying that, he walked towards the gate, determined in his heart to order this thorny man to be driven out of the general's mansion when he came back tonight. .

"General Xia, it's going to rain heavily, you should bring some rain gear." Jiang Linyuan said to Xia Heyu's back, but Xia Heyu acted as if he didn't hear him, and didn't even hesitate in his steps.In fact, no one is likely to believe that there will be heavy rain in such a weather, because the big sun is hanging in the sky, and there may be cloudy clouds.But if you turn to Jiang Linyuan's back and see his slightly trembling right hand, you might believe it a bit.

After Xia Heyu left, the servants in the mansion were still busy with their own business. No one gave Jiang Linyuan a second look. They probably regarded him as a pillar standing there, and felt that if the general couldn't stand it, he would naturally find someone to transfer him.Jiang Linyuan lowered his head and smiled wryly, lowered his right hand behind his back, and walked towards his room somewhat dejectedly.

In the end, it was exactly as Jiang Linyuan said, before noon, a heavy rain started falling without warning.

Jiang Linyuan listened to the sound of the rapid rain, moved a chair to lean against the window, pressed his body on his right arm, and his right arm was tightly pressed against the wall by the window. He felt that the cool air from the wall could His right arm felt better.

Jiang Linyuan's right arm was folded, folded many times, and was broken, trampled and even sat on.After folding it too many times, he developed a problem. Whenever it was cloudy or rainy or foggy or snowy, his right arm would hurt a lot. It was a soreness from the bone to the outside, like someone From time to time, use a knife to gouge out your flesh in shreds.

But after so many years, Jiang Linyuan has gotten used to it, it's nothing more than a little pain, and it's over after a bit of patience.So he just quietly leaned against the window sill, the window was half open, the raindrops hit the bluestone slab, the eaves, and the window frame, occasionally some water droplets splashed in and fell to Jiang Linyuan's house. It feels cool and comfortable on the face and hands.Jiang Linyuan listened to the sound of the rain, thinking about things one after another until the door was knocked open.

"Master Jiang, here is your letter." A young servant entered through the door, holding a thick oiled paper envelope in his hand.

Jiang Linyuan was startled, and wanted to get up to pick it up, but the pain in his arm still made him weak, so he begged the boy, "Can you please pass it to me?"

The boy was a kind person, nodded, shook off the rain from his shoes, stepped into the house, handed the envelope into Jiang Linyuan's hand, and said, "Master Jiang, then I'll go out."

Jiang Linyuan nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

After the little servant retreated silently and closed the door, Jiang Linyuan couldn't wait to bite the corner of the envelope with his mouth, and raised his left hand to pull out the thick stack of papers inside.

There were no words on these papers, but paintings. With a smile on his lips, Jiang Linyuan unfolded the folded papers on his lap, and carefully looked at them one by one.The owner of these paintings is called Xiaosha, without a name, just Xiaosha, a small guard in Yang Pei's mansion, and Jiang Linyuan's only friend when he was a meat slave in Yang's mansion.Xiaosha was illiterate, so he could only use pictures to communicate with Jiang Linyuan, and those envelopes were written by Jiang Linyuan in advance before he left.

Today the painting shows a few grains of silver coins, a bowl of broth, and the gate of Yang Pei's house, which is crowded with people.The silver coin was drawn by Xiaosha to be very large, and it was specially marked with golden light. The meat in the broth was also painted very realistically, and the big pieces made people greedy.Jiang Linyuan counted the days and knew that this painting was probably about Yang Pei's birthday. It is estimated that Xiaosha also won some awards that day, and he could feel his joy from these paintings.

Xiaosha is like this, with a pure heart, and any little thing can make him happy for a long time.Jiang Linyuan liked his temperament, envied him, and felt sorry for him.Because he will always remember that time when Xiao Sha was beaten for stealing a piece of meat in the kitchen, blood was all over his teeth, and he smiled at him with bared teeth and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all. " look.

So after Jiang Linyuan risked his life to escape from Yang Pei's residence, he only thought about such a simple-minded young man.

The rain outside the window is still falling, but it is not as heavy as before, and the sky is no longer cloudy, the thick clouds are much thinner, and it should be sunny in another hour.