Da Deyun

At the beginning of August, Shengjing began to be lively; firstly, the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming, and secondly, the birthday of His Majesty was just around the corner.

This is a good day for a family reunion. Students who go out to study and officials stationed outside Beijing are looking for free time to go back; as long as they are at home, they will be considered stable in their hearts, and they will be happy even if they don’t stay for a few days. good one.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the high tables of the restaurants in Shengjing were reserved; on this day of universal celebration, it is essential to compete for the restaurant to enjoy the moon.

Your Majesty has a decree to take a rest for a day.

It's rare that the second master doesn't have to go to court early, Yang Jiu was originally happy, and even thought about where to go to play today.It's just that I haven't said these words yet. When I got up early, I saw that there were a few more young generals in the barracks outside the courtyard; Dong Jiuhan was dressed in iron armor and had a golden knife on his waist.

The second master was always guarded when he went out, and Dong Jiuhan followed him every step of the way; but except for Dong Jiuhan, no one else had ever entered the inner house, let alone guarded the gate of the courtyard.

The last time such a scene happened was when the grand master rebelled.

Yang Jiu's heart sank, and she turned and walked into the inner room; the second master was changing clothes behind the screen. He was not wearing the usual lake blue robe, but a black robe embroidered with gold patterns.

It was made together with the royal robe, and it was made of silver thread, which shone brightly under the sun; he didn't usually wear it, and when he wore it, he would definitely go to the palace to accompany the Holy Majesty for a meal or to meet some veterans and loyal officials.

"Brother Braid..." Yang Jiu stood at the screen, his heart trembled with anxiety.

"Huh?" The second master turned his gloves on and put on his coat, turned around and smiled at her: "Why?"

Yang Jiu frowned, clenched the corner of his clothes tightly and did not speak.

"It's okay." The second master walked in, smiling like a spring breeze; raised his hand and twisted Yang Jiu's nose, and said: "I can't go out with you today, wait for me at home."

"Tell me the truth, what's the matter?" Yang Jiu grabbed his hand, as if not letting him go without explaining why.

The sun is getting brighter outside, and the courtyard is full of silhouettes of the sunlight penetrating through the leaves of the poplar trees.

Jiuhan walked a few steps in, stopped under the tree and looked at the second master, as if waiting for an order.

The second master smiled and nodded at him to signal him to wait first.

"I'm not sure I have to go to the palace today, so I'll dress first to avoid changing clothes when I come back." He said.

"I didn't ask this!" Yang Jiu said anxiously.

Could she still not know what this robe meant?

"Deal with a few bad people." The second master said, holding Yang Jiu's face that was fat because of pregnancy, and smiled: "There is no danger, don't worry."

"Jiuhan will go with me."

The two looked at each other for a long time, the second master was still smiling, Yang Jiu turned his head and glanced at Dong Jiuhan under the poplar tree outside the house.

"Then when will you come back?" Yang Jiu asked.

His brows were still furrowed, his brows and eyes revealing uneasiness.

Yang Jiu understands him because he cares too much about this family and her, so he always holds back and wants to handle everything behind his back.

Dong Jiuhan followed him all the time, as close as a brother, and was his right-hand man; when the grand master conspired against him, he took away everyone who could fight, leaving Dong Jiuhan alone to stay in Guofu.

This time, he didn't.

What Yang Jiu believed was not his brisk sentence: not dangerous.

What I believe is the relationship between them.

He took Dong Jiuhan away as a comfort and promise to her; he promised that he would return safely.

The second master turned sideways to avoid Yang Jiu's stomach, hugged him lightly, and said, "You must come home for dinner."

Yang Jiu's nose was sore again.

Back then, she was still a little-known little female apprentice, and the second master was just the elder brother of Zhui'er; he would teach her to sing "Suo Lin Nang, and the two of them went to the academy when they had nothing to do, drinking and joking with Meng Ge'er and the others.

Like the beautiful picture of Yuxi on a good day.

"My baby and I are waiting for you at home." Yang Jiu said.

baby.

She will love him with the baby in the future.

Second Master's heart warmed up, as if a fallen leaf had been hit on the surface of the Qinghu Lake, and the water waves gently swayed round and round.

"it is good."

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The two of them had dinner, and seeing that the sun was gradually setting behind the mountain after noon, the second master coaxed Yang Jiu to sleep for a while before quietly leaving the courtyard.

Dong Jiuhan waited for a long time, his forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat; he couldn't tell whether it was summer dryness or overthinking.

"Let's go." The second master changed hands and flipped a dozen of the folding fans, with a dignified air following the general in a refined manner.

"elder brother."

Dong Jiuhan was half a step away from him.

"Why don't you go, I'll take someone there!"

The second master was amused by these words, and as soon as he swung his hands together and raised his arm, he slapped Dong Jiuhan firmly on the head: "You pig's head!"

"If I don't want to go, can people come to you?"

"Brother!" Dong Jiuhan wanted to stomp his feet anxiously seeing this sloppy look: "There is no such thing as you!"

"Knowing that he is planning to assassinate him, he rushed to send it up to be killed!"

"What's the use of talking nonsense!" The second master rolled his eyes and said fiercely on purpose: "Aren't you here?"

"This is a good time!"

Dong Jiuhan was angry and impatient, but he opened his mouth and couldn't think of anything to refute his master.

It is said that everything is ready and only owes the east wind.

If it was only him, Dong Jiuhan, there would be nothing terrible about him being strong; it's just that the second master's body, legs and feet can no longer be accidental, and if there is any injury in the fight, the loss outweighs the gain.

The second master had a smile on his face, he was as brisk as if he was going to a banquet, and his steps were as tight as a face saint.

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"Hurry up, Grandpa is coming back for dinner."