night.

Xiaoxiao snowflakes fell between the pavilions and pavilions of Longyin Pavilion. The lanterns at the eaves emitted a dim light. A few literati ladies who had not entered the attic were chatting under the maple trees with dead leaves falling. The noise of carriages and horses on the streets made the quiet outside the attic even more.

The windows of towering tall buildings are set off, and the corners of the courtyard walls facing the street.

Song Yufu, wearing a furry jacket and skirt, leaned her back against the corner of the wall and placed her hands on her chest. She was not short, but the man who blocked her in the corner was so tall that she could only raise her little face. Her almond eyes were a little nervous, but more of the dissatisfaction of "I'm right".

Xu Buling's fox fur furnace fell on a few seconds of snow, and his handsome face was a little annoyed:

"You have something wrong? Did I mess with you?"

Xu Buling took it for granted. He followed Mrs. Lu’s advice and came over to “buy poetry and belittle him” and racked his brains to lift all Li Qingzhao’s poems. But he was so angry that Song Yufu was so upset.

Judging from the current situation, most people in the building felt that he wrote for Mrs. Lu, "The wind rushes and dust are gone, and he was speechless and could not explain it yet.

Some messy rumors may come tomorrow morning.

And his reputation as "Friends of Women" may have been confirmed.

Where can I find a second gentle man who knows how his daughter thinks so well?

This matter will reach Mrs. Lu tomorrow. Xu Buling can already imagine the outcome - sad for his misfortune, hate for his lack of fighting, and even pretending to be a gentle talent, what else can you do?

But Song Yufu obviously didn't know about this. As a woman from a scholarly family, she always regarded reputation as more important than life. Yes, it was true. She would not bow her head even if she didn't want to. This is called the character of a literati.

When Song Yufu faced Xu Buling with a cold face, she was not afraid at all, but instead said seriously:

"Crown Prince Xu, why are you so cruel to me? I have real talents and knowledge, but I don't want to explain more to those people. As the saying goes, "Accumulate and destroy bones, and everyone's words can make gold." If you don't explain, the longer you will become real. I will help you clear your name, and you should thank me..."

"Ha-Thank you?" Xu Buling raised his hand and tried to fight.

Song Yufu shrank her face into her furry collar, and she looked slightly, and her mouth still spoke sharply:

"You are a gentleman. Beating a woman has the tendency to betray a gentleman, so you won't hit me, just scare me. I've seen it a long time ago..."

“…”

Isn’t this obvious, ‘I am weak and I am reasonable’?

Xu Buling nodded, broke a branch from the bushes beside him, and walked to Song Yufu:

"Stretch your hand out."

Song Yufu hid her hand in her back and leaned against the corner of the wall very stubbornly:

"You can't hit me, the ruler is correcting the mistake. I'm right, you can't hit someone for no reason... Even if you want to hit me, you have to tell me what's wrong first, otherwise I won't change it, and I dare to..."

With Song Yufu's literary temper, I guess he can really promote the fact that he is a talented man in order to "correct his reputation".

Xu Buling's eyes were slightly cold: "You should stop interfering in my business in the future."

"A teacher for one day and a father for life. If you call my father a sir, I have to take care of it... This is also for the reputation of my father..."

Song Yufu leaned against the corner of the wall and just didn't bow her head.

Xu Buling frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said coldly:

"Woods are outstanding in the forest, and wind will destroy them. Do you understand this principle?"

Song Yufu nodded.

"I am the eldest son of the King of Yan, with a fiefdom of twelve states, holding 200,000 cavalry, and have extraordinary talent since childhood, so I can't be considered a Mu Xiuyuyuan?"

Song Yufu thought about it and slowly came back to her taste, her eyes lit up:

"Crown Prince Xu wants to hide his weakness?"

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief and looked stern: "Now you know where you are wrong?"

Song Yufu nodded weakly, but soon frowned again and muttered in a low voice:

"How can you hide your weaknesses be like you? You will be defamed by buying poetry. The focus is on buying poetry. You write a poem yourself and pretend you bought it..."

“I didn’t write it.”

Xu Buling raised the small branch in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I am not a widow, how can I write such a word?"

Song Yufu said 'Oh~' and narrowed her eyes slightly: "It turns out that it was really written for Mrs. Lu. Your Highness has a delicate heart..."

Xu Buling's eyes turned cold, and raised his hand to hold Song Yufu's sleeve, pulled some of her out, and twitched the small branches in his hand to his buttocks:

"I'll let you be stubborn... I'm not going to get a shot, right?"

Song Yufu screamed, she was very thick in winter and it didn't hurt, but her daughter's house was so spanked by a man, she was already sixteen.

Song Yufu's eyes were a little embarrassed and annoyed, but she didn't dare to hit her back, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand:

"It's not possible there...beat...beat...beat..."

Xu Buling used a small branch to suck her hand, but the force was not very strong.

Song Yufu frowned and didn't hide. It was obvious that she was often beaten by adults when she was a child, so she got used to it.

Xu Buling hit him symbolically twice and threw the branch aside:

"Just know your mistake. Don't spread the word everywhere in the future. Let me hear a little bit of the news. I have a way to deal with you."

Song Yufu retracted her hands into her sleeves, her face turned a little red, and her little hands muttered:

"You can tell my dad no..."

"no."

"Why don't I know the only one in Chang'an City, you are a 'civil and martial arts, very cunning, young and old..."

As Song Yufu talked, she found that Xu Buling's eyes were getting colder. She quickly shut up and thought about it:

"I'll keep it a secret for you."

Xu Buling narrowed his eyes and looked up and down, not sure if the girl would turn around and sell him. Just in case, he raised his hand and pulled off the hairpin from her head.

The hairpin has white jade texture, without too many carvings, only carved with the eight characters "The bright moon shines on the pine, and the lotus is like jade". The handwriting is like a gold hook and iron stroke, which is definitely from the hands of famous artists.

Song Yufu was shocked and hurriedly raised her hand to snatch it: "Criminal Xu, return my hairpin to me, this is the hairpin left to me by my mother."

Xu Buling's palm flipped slightly, and the jade hairpin fell into his sleeve: "When I leave Beijing, I will return it to you. If you go out and talk nonsense...hum."

Song Yufu was a little anxious and raised her hand to take the hairpin back, but she didn't dare to put her hand into the man's clothes and touched her. She quickly put her toes on the spot:

"No, my daughter's hairpin cannot be given to others... I promise not to talk nonsense..."

Xu Buling snorted lightly: "It's good to know that I'm anxious. I'm not missing a hairpin, I'll return it to you if I keep my mouth shut."

Song Yufu had no choice but to give up the plan to grab it back, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered:

"I promise not to talk nonsense, don't lose your hairpin..."

"Also, the poems were seen from a lonely collection of poems in the royal palace, not written by me."

Song Yufu nodded quickly and looked like she understood:

"I understand!"

Xu Buling looked very fierce: "A gentleman's words are as good as a horse. If you cause trouble for me, you will take off you and hang it up and beat you up."

Song Yufu's face turned red and she pursed her lips: "Crown Prince Xu, you are the son of a prince and a daughter. How can you say such words that only a disciple can say... I won't cause you trouble..."

While speaking, a riot suddenly came from the street in the distance:

"There are assassins!"

"It was that person last time, hurry up and catch her-"

The sound of the official sword being unsheathed came one after another, and dozens of wolf guards appeared on the buildings near Longyin Pavilion in an instant, chasing them towards the southeast.

Song Yufu was shocked. She knew that Zhang Xiang, the commander of the Investigation Department, was assassinated last time, but she didn't expect that the assassin would emerge again.

Song Yufu quickly turned around, trying to pull Xu Buling to hide in front of the guards. In a blink of an eye, she saw that there were only two shallow footprints left on the snow beside the wall, and there had been no signs.
Chapter completed!