break the robbery

Ever since I was ordered to stay in Yuyi Garden to take care of Mr. Playboy, I seldom leave this garden again.Although Hua Gongzi is an actor, he has always been upright, self-restraining, and clean. We have never felt that he is inferior to other princes and grandchildren.Playboy is also a very kind master and treats everyone well.

The lord would come to Yuyi Garden almost every day to take a look, or sit down and drink a pot of tea, or listen to the son-in-law playing a song.

In addition to the Lord, there is another person who often comes to see the Playboy, and that is the national teacher Meng Jialuo.I have long heard that the national teacher is a cultivator with profound skills and powerful spells, but I have never believed it.When I saw it that day, I finally understood the truth that there are no wonders in the world.

That was the first time I saw the national teacher cast a spell. I saw him lightly pulling his fingers, and then a blue-purple butterfly flew out of the master's hand with dots of light.The butterfly flew into the garden slowly, and flew towards the young master who was sitting under the peach blossom tree and playing the piano.

The young master looked up, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.The blue-purple butterfly flapped its wings twice in front of the young master's forehead, then flew past the young master's fingertips playing the piano, and finally landed on a string.The young master plucked the string lightly, and the butterfly flew away, and after a while, it turned into little stars and scattered in the air.

Because of the Lord's order, outsiders are not allowed to enter and leave the Yuyi Garden at will, so the Master of the State Teacher has never entered, and the young master has never gone out.From beginning to end, neither of them said a word, not even an eye contact.

Every time Master Guoshi came over, he would pluck a butterfly out, sometimes it landed on the window frame, sometimes it landed in front of a few desks, sometimes it landed in the cup, sometimes it landed between the fingers... every time it was a blue-purple butterfly Butterflies, and later, I gradually get used to it from the surprise at the beginning.

After raising it for more than a month, the young master's body is considered to be a bit tougher.I don't know what the son's illness was in the past, his health was always bad, and he took medicine almost every day to recuperate.

At the beginning, Playboy was very dissatisfied, and there were several unhappiness almost every day.But later, under the threat of the master, Hua Gongzi slowly began to cooperate with the master's order.

Recently, Playboy doesn't like to make a fuss so much, he has settled down a lot, which saves us slaves a lot of worry.But I knew in my heart that Playboy was by no means a person who succumbed to fate so easily.The calmness in Yuyi Garden at this time is just a precursor to the approaching storm.

On this day, the Lord came to the garden again to listen to the young master playing the piano, and the young master sat there quietly and played the song "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace".

According to the son, this piece was originally composed by a noblewoman from a famous family. It was originally a pipa piece, which talked about the oppression of women by the imperial power.During the war, this woman was exiled to the Southern Huns for 12 years and was forced to become the wife of King Zuo Xian, but she missed her hometown very much.When the lord later took power and sent someone to pick her up and return to the mainland, she had to leave her two children. The joy of returning home was overwhelmed by the pain of parting, and she felt very conflicted.This girl has been wandering and miserable all her life, and she can't help herself to make decisions from beginning to end. She is just an item traded by those in power, and no one really cares about her feelings.

The son seems to like this piece very much, and he plays it almost every day.I know he is unhappy, although the lord spared his death penalty, but he is not allowed to leave Yuyi Garden.There were layers of guards stationed outside, and he tried to escape several times but was arrested.

Later, General Hyuga was worried about him, so he asked someone to make a pair of extremely light shackles to lock his hands and feet.There is no major hindrance in daily life, but it is not convenient to move. Since then, the movement has been restrained, and the young master no longer runs away.

It's early spring, it's already March, and it's the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom in the courtyard, and the apricot blossoms have already bloomed in February.The young master sat on the futon in the garden, plucking the strings deftly with his slender fingers, playing a wonderful movement, I was fascinated by it for a while.As the breeze blew in the garden, a few petals fell one after another, and fell on the young master's hair and some desks.

The master walked over slowly, squatted down gently, and plucked the peach blossom in the hair for the young master.At that time, the two looked at each other in blank dismay, which seemed to be a very beautiful picture.

Suddenly, a syllable outside the movement jumped in.The young master's fingertips were bleeding, but a zither string was broken.

With the force of breaking free, the broken string narrowly slipped past the Lord's throat.Simply, it didn't hurt the main dragon's body.

The Lord was not angry when such a situation happened suddenly, he just smiled lightly and said, "You still don't give up."

"As long as you don't die, I will never give up."

Seeing that the son's finger was cut, the master ordered me to bring medicine for golden sores, carefully applied the medicine to the son, and then bandaged it up.And said: "Your hand is injured, don't play the piano for a few days."

From the beginning to the end, the son is expressionless, and I don't know what he is thinking in his heart.But looking at such a young man, I feel uncomfortable.

I was sold into the palace by my parents since I was a child, but I have long forgotten what my parents look like.Later, because of her good looks, she was considered smart and was chosen by the Lord to serve in Yuyi Garden.I have done many things in the palace, and I have served several masters. Up to now, I have never met someone who is as kind as the son.

Perhaps it was because we came from similar backgrounds that he could better understand the pain and sadness in our hearts.The son never regards himself as the master, and never treats us as servants.He often told us that all people should be born equal, no one is more noble than another, and no one is lower than another.That's the first time I heard someone say that. Although I felt ridiculous for a while, I prefer to believe that these are true.

Another time later, the young master made a painting when he had nothing to do, saying that he would present it to the Lord for a look.I want to take it to the master, but the young master refuses, saying that he has to hand it over to the master before he can rest assured.But the guards stopped him from coming out, so I told the Lord what he said.

The lord seemed very happy after hearing this, and this was the first time that Playboy asked to see the lord.

After I left Yuyi Garden, the young master has been waiting in the courtyard, and when the Lord came up, he invited the Lord into the house, and asked the Lord to back away from the left and right sides.Even I know that this is another assassination of the young master, so how could the Lord not know.

After waiting for a cup of tea, the master happily left with the young master's painting.I went into the back room and saw that the young master was standing quietly in front of the case, and a sharp dagger was inserted into the case.I thought to myself, this is probably another song of "seeing the poor dagger".

However, the lord was afraid that the young master would be overwhelmed, so he ordered people to take away all the sharp objects in Yuyi Garden.Although the lord had already threatened the young master that if he dared to commit suicide, he would be buried with the entire Yuyi Garden, but just to be on the safe side, he took away all the things that might make the young master commit suicide.

I took the dagger away carefully, thinking in my heart, first I danced the sword, then I played the piano, and now there is a picture of the poor dagger, I really don't know what tricks this playboy can come up with in the future.

The lord has never had a queen, nor does he have any concubines, and he is not even close to the maids who serve him, but he runs to Yuyi Garden all day long, and hangs out with an actor. It is inevitable that some rumors will spread that the lord has a dragon. The sun is good.The Lord turned a deaf ear to these indecent rumors.

I don't know when it started, but I also slowly fell in love with the young master's face. The dagger that assassinated the master that day was originally brought in by the young master.The young master's eyes seem to be captivating, he only takes a glance from a distance, and he doesn't want to look away, as if only the scenery in his eyes is the most beautiful.

Huarong, Huarong.Every time I see the appearance of the young master, it always reminds me of a poem. "The cloud thinks about the neon clothes and the flowers think about the appearance", this poem is used to describe the young master, it is indeed perfect.I thought this poem could only be used to describe women.

People are often like this, when they see something beautiful, they don’t want to move their eyes away. After looking at it for a long time, they may feel that such a beautiful thing would be so good if it was their own.In this way, you will find ways to get it.Once a person has an obsession, it is difficult to break free from it.I am a layman, so it is inevitable for me to be vulgar.

I don't know if this is the feeling of loving someone, sweet as honey and bitter as coptis.But as long as I can catch a glimpse of him from a distance, I will feel a sense of satisfaction in my heart.I, Linglong, have such a virtue and ability in this life, that I am fortunate enough to serve such a master who is like a celestial being.It is my honor to be able to take care of his daily life, serve him tea and water, wash and cook for him.

I don't know if the lord also has such thoughts for the young master.The Lord came to see the young master every day, and occasionally stayed here overnight.Sometimes I listen to the young master playing the piano, sometimes play chess with the young master, and sometimes watch the young master dance the sword, but they are all replaced by wooden swords.When the son is in a good mood, he will cook himself.

Speaking of which, the son's craftsmanship is still very good.Several of our servants have tasted the young master's cooking skills, and the food he cooks is really delicious.I am really ashamed of myself, as the aunt in charge of Yuyi Garden, I am even inferior to the young master in cooking.I thought to myself, the flowers I embroidered are better than those embroidered by the young master.Thinking of it this way, it can be regarded as self-consolation, after all, I have never seen the young master embroidered.

In my impression, there is almost nothing that the young master can't do, and what's even more rare is that the young master can do everything very well.He is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is absolutely unambiguous in washing and cooking, and he is even better at dancing knives and guns.

Later, I often stared at the young master in a daze, and I didn't check for a while, but the Lord discovered this thought.Then, the Lord transferred me away from Yuyi Garden.Since then, I have never seen the son again.

It was not long before I heard that he had escaped from Miyagi.Whoever helped him, I am very grateful to that person.Although there is so much reluctance to give up, knowing that we will never see each other again in this life, I am still happy for him in my heart.