The general's wife is a mermaid

The next day, when squid Yang woke up, there was nothing around him, and the little bookboy had gone somewhere. With a dull hair on his head, squid Yang sat on the bed and yawned slowly, staring blankly at the void. After waiting for a while, he found that this place was not the General's Mansion, so he cried.

The elegant and refined scholar who went up the mountain with them yesterday was sleeping next door. Hearing his cry, he rushed over to see what was going on. He saw the little boy sitting on the bedside in his pajamas and crying sadly. Walked over to condolences: "Little brother, what's the matter, are you homesick?"

Seeing a stranger coming in, Jiu Yang originally wanted to push him away, but his body became unsteady and fell into his arms instead.

A soft and fragrant body was sent over suddenly, the scholar froze, and then he hugged him uncontrollably with both hands, as soft as if he had no bones, it was very comfortable to hold, which made him a little bit reluctant let go.

The scholar who has never been so close to others, his heart is pounding, he will not feel this way when he sees a good-looking girl, but he has a feeling for a little boy...

Seeing an outsider, Squid Yang tried his best not to shed tears, and shook his shoulders to get out of his arms, shouting intermittently: "No...hug."

The scholar realized that he had offended him, and was about to let go, when a big fist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the scholar dodged it in no hurry, and received this punch firmly on the face, almost breaking the bridge of his nose, causing him so much pain He bowed his waist, squatted on the ground and howled.

Bailixuan stood in front of him with a gloomy face, and his tone was as cold as ice: "Whoever allows you to hug him, it seems that you are tired of work."

The scholar didn't care about what Bai Lixuan said, he was in so much pain that he couldn't help himself, he felt a burst of warmth and dampness on his hand, he opened his hand and saw that it was bleeding, he quickly took out his handkerchief to cover his nose, and then looked at Angrily, Bai Lixuan said: "Brother, you misunderstood, I just saw him crying in the room, so I came here to express my condolences."

Bai Lixuan's face was still ugly: "Condolences are condolences, what are you doing with him?"

The scholar covered his nose and said in a dull voice, "He rushed over by himself."

Bailixuan frowned slightly, and looked back at the tearful little guy on the bed. Seeing him looking over, Jiuyang moved back in fear. Bailixuan turned his head to look at the scholar again, and said sharply :"roll."

Seeing his gloomy expression, the scholar didn't dare to wait any longer. After he left, Bai Lixuan went to close the door and locked it.

When the door was locked in broad daylight, Squid Yang seemed to have realized something, crawled into the corner of the bed, his body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes as clear as autumn water were filled with helplessness, he had nowhere to run .

Bailixuan walked towards him with heavy steps, the shadow on his face was heavy, as if covered by layers of dark clouds.

"Don't come here." Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, squid Yang picked up the things at hand and threw them at him.

Bailixuan was just going to get a breakfast, and this little guy threw himself into someone else's arms. Bailixuan was certainly angry, but remembering that he was just a little bookboy now, how could he lose his temper at his master? !

Bailixuan closed his eyes, restrained all his anger, opened his eyes again, his complexion returned to normal, and his tone became gentle: "My lord, I went to the kitchen to make some fish paste for you, hurry up while it's hot." Eat it!"

Seeing that he was not angry at once, Jiuyang didn't relax immediately, and still had some lingering fears in his heart, he looked at him several times to make sure that Bailixuan had calmed down, so he dared to walk slowly from the corner. climbed out.

Bailixuan picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of the paste, and fed it to him. Squid Yang refused to open his mouth because he was only used to being fed by Xuan. be late."

Squid Yang pursed her small mouth unhappily, staring at the little bookboy with those clear blue eyes, Hongye obviously said that this man was her servant, but why did she listen to him: "Squid Yang can eat by himself, don't Hello."

"That's all." Bai Lixuan handed him the small bowl: "Don't eat too fast, be careful of burning."

Squid Yang held a small bowl, ate a stick of incense in small mouthfuls, and finally set off after finishing packing. Today is their first day of school, and they need to pay homage to Confucius first, and there is also a process of enlightenment. Generally old people don't need to open wisdom, only young children need it.

But squid Yang's intelligence is about the same as that of a child of seven or eight years old, so Bai Lixuan took him and several other children who were less than nine years old to meet the master.

Squid Yang mixed in with those little dolls, although he was the tallest one, more than a head taller than the other boys, but the immaturity and innocence on his face made him look about the same age as those little dolls, and he didn't mix in at all. No sense of disobedience, who would have thought that he is now more than 100 years old.

Bailixuan was a book boy who couldn't get close, so he could only watch from afar. Qiu Yang looked back at him uneasily several times, with tears in his eyes, Bailixuan asked the head of the house next to him: "My son is afraid of life, Can I go with him?"

How dare the head of the house refuse the emperor's request, he said politely: "Please go."

Bai Lixuan hurried over, just about to pull him into his arms, but remembering that many people were watching, he took his hand back again, and just wiped his tears briefly: "My lord, only women love you." Crying, you are your man, if you cry like this all the time, others will say you are a sissy."

Squid Yang immediately suppressed his tears back, there are all human beings here, and so many eyes are on him, their eyes are burning as if they want to swallow him alive, it is hard for Squid Yang not to be afraid.

Bai Lixuan comforted him softly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Squid Yang leaned his body towards him, looking for some sense of security, and Bai Lixuan also moved closer to him, and finally the two of them were almost stuck together, and other people saw that they didn't look like ordinary people. The relationship between the scholar and the book boy is, on the contrary, a close companion.

After entering the Lingxing Gate, the boys stood one by one in front of a master with white temples. The old master held a small round white jade bowl filled with cinnabar as red as blood. Put some on your fingertips, and then dot it in the middle of each boy's forehead.

After Kaimeng Qizhi paid homage to Confucius, Jiuyang still went to the class with the group of children, starting from the most basic brush-holding. After Bailixuan consulted the director, he took Jiuyang to the corner. In a secluded place, Bailixuan personally taught him how to hold a pen.

Teaching hand in hand, the body will inevitably fit together tightly, and squid Yang doesn't like to get close to people other than Xuan, so he is a bit unworthy and refuses to hold the pen.

Bai Lixuan firmly grasped his little hand, not allowing him to disobey in the slightest, squid Yang looked at the big hand covering his little hand, and fiercely bit the back of his hand.

Squid Yang exerted a little force, leaving a small tooth mark and some saliva on his hand, but Bai Lixuan still didn't let go, the big callused hand tightly wrapped his delicate little hand, and taught him How to write.

At the beginning, squid Yang was very repulsed by him teaching like this, but seeing that the boys in front of him were being taught by the old man like this, he didn't refuse any more, and began to seriously practice how to hold a pen and write most comfortably.

Bai Lixuan felt a little tired after standing for a while, so he sat down beside Jiu Yang, and finally hugged him on his lap, so that he could better teach him how to write.

Squid Yang was studying without distraction, and even wrote down the three characters Bailixuan on the paper. Squid Yang couldn't write his own name, but he knew the three characters Bailixuan by heart. know how to write.

Bai Lixuan looked at the three correct characters on the paper, and was a little moved. Squid Yang wrote other characters crookedly, but the writing of his name was very correct. How could he not be moved.

Squid Yang bit the tip of the pen, changed to another piece of clean straw paper, and continued to write the three characters Bailixuan. Bailixuan saw that he wrote several sheets in a row, and each of them was just his name. Bailixuan To be moved is to be moved, but you can't just let Jiu Yang learn these three characters: "Young master, let's write other characters."

Qiu Yang ignored him at all, and wrote on his own, writing a pile of straw paper, Bai Lixuan finally knew why squid Yang only wrote these three characters well, I'm afraid he didn't practice too much.

But Bailixuan stayed by his side most of the time, and didn't see Jiu Yang practicing calligraphy, so why did he write these three characters so familiarly, as if after a long time of practice.

Baili Xuanqi asked: "My lord, did you often write these three characters before?"

Having been with Jiuyang for so long, Bailixuan has never seen him write with a pen, and only when Bailixuan had a whim, he would teach Jiuyang to write their names.

Squid Yang bit the tip of the pen and thought about it for a while and said: "Squid Yang used to write on the beach a lot!"

In the four years since he left, although Jiu Yang had forgotten about Bailixuan, these three words always flashed in his mind, so he took a branch and wrote them on the beach many times, but when he waited the second God, the waves wiped away those handwritings, and squid Yang was afraid that he would forget, so he would go ashore and write on the beach hundreds of times every day, and gradually he wrote beautifully, but he could only write these three words. words.

Bai Lixuan repeated the main point: "Before...on the beach..."

"Well, this is my husband's name, squid Yang has always remembered it." Squid Yang continued to write these three words with a smile.

Bai Lixuan's eyes turned red, and he murmured softly, "I thought you had completely forgotten me, but you still know my name."

Squid Yang turned back to refute him: "This is your husband's name, not yours."

Bailixuan smiled: "I know."

After squid Yang got tired of writing, he wanted to write another word, so he asked, "Can you tell squid Yang, do you know how to write Yiyun You Huaiyang, and there are red leaves?"

"Let's write Zhiyi first, this is easy to write..." Bai Lixuan held his hand and wrote two words on the paper lightly.