Volume 7 Chapter 15

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Summer cicadas are very upset.

Gao Yanan's mood is calm and sweet.

She was leaning against a haystack, facing a big river, reading the letter.

"You also know to say sorry to me If I'm sorry, what else can I do for you

She spoke in such a low voice that it seemed that she was unhappy with the man who wrote the letter.

But between her pretty eyes, she could not see any anger, especially the look of the man when he wrote to himself, and the fact that he was no longer the police station of the Department of criminal justice, she could not help laughing.

Suddenly, a scholar in silver came to the river.

The silver clad scholar "walked" very fast and quietly in the Yingwu River, even the guards on the corner tower in the distance didn't pay attention.

Gao Yanan also found the silver clad scholar who came from the waves when he was only fifty or sixty steps away from her.

This is a middle-aged man with a clear face. He looks very good. His face is similar to Gao Yanan's. He has a just look and dignity that is born with him.

There were two thin pieces of wood under his feet, as if they were on his feet. Coming from the river, he didn't even get wet on the vamp of black cloth boots.

This is a man of practice who is powerful enough to make people feel inhuman.

However, Gao Yanan was not too surprised to see the upright scholar in the silver shirt. He just put away the letter in his hand and stood up. The happiness and sweetness on his face disappeared with her standing up, only silence.

The scholar in silver came to her and looked at her quietly.

"Father." Gao Yanan saluted him gently.

A faint dull pain flashed in the eyes of the scholar in the silver shirt. In a low voice, he said: "I come to see you. Are you not happy?"

Gao Yanan didn't say anything, didn't hide anything, and nodded.

The scholar in silver shirt knows Gao Yanan's temperament best, but he also has no choice.

"I'm for the safety of you and your mother, so I won't let you around me." The scholar in the silver shirt looked at Gao Yanan for a long time, and finally sighed, letting Gao Yanan and himself sit down in front of the haystack.

Gao Yanan sat down, looked at the river and said, "I know."

"But you still hate me," said the silver clad scribe with a wry smile

"I just don't like it." Gao Yanan shook his head.

The scholar in the silver shirt looked at Gao Yanan's eyebrows and saw that she had grown into such a shape. The more he saw it, the more he liked it. But he thought that he could not get close to her like an ordinary father and daughter, but his heart was even more sad: "how can you like it?"

Gao Yanan turned his head, looked at him seriously, and said, "this is something you should consider. With your daughter's intelligence, how can you teach you how to do it?"

"You are angry." The silver shirt scholar said helplessly.

"So what do you think I should do?" Gao Yanan looked at him and said, "I almost forgot your face. When my mother died, you didn't come back. Would you like to come to see me once and say a few words to me, and then I will be happy and forget all things, and a completely strange father, just like other people's father and daughter?"

The scholar in the silver shirt looked at Gao Yanan.

In his eyes, she has always been a little girl, but now, he knows that she has really grown up, what she said, her reasons, indeed, he has nothing to refute.

The scholar in the silver shirt sighed in his heart and said softly, "I know you have correspondence with a college student named Lin Xi. Do you like him?"

Gao Yanan did not deny, slightly frown: "yes."

"You'd better not have too much contact with him." The scholar in the silver shirt also frowned and said solemnly: "his sharp edge is too exposed. If the steel is easy to fold, he may be transferred to the dangerous place of dragon and snake in the near future."

Gao Yanan frowned more tightly, but his face was still calm. He said, "thank you for telling me this, but no one who stops fighting will be afraid of danger."

"How many forces in this world can one's manpower contend with?"

The scholar in the silver shirt shook his head and said: "Jiang Yanguan and Lin Xi have had contact before. Because of your reason, I have met him specially. His most critical comment on Lin Xi is" fear that everything will not be in his eyes. ". I'm afraid that even if Lin Xi doesn't die early, he will become a hero like cangyue. Therefore, he is not a good match. If you are not deep enough, you can pull out your feet. Otherwise, I am afraid you will suffer more in the future. "

Gao Yanan turned his head.

In the past years, she has already learned how to accept or reject things calmly. Today, from seeing this silver shirt scholar, her attitude has been peaceful. However, when she heard this, her face was angry for the first time, and there was a cold irony: "Lin Xi is not a good match, who is a good match? Is it Tuojiang, the eldest son of the crown prince, who has been hiding his identity and sent to practice? I've heard from my mother before that there has always been an idea of marrying me to him. "

The scholar in the silver shirt also controlled his mood and said seriously and softly, "I know the prince very well. To be fair, he is much more suitable than Lin Xi."

"By the way, if I marry him, I'm afraid that the holy master will be more assured of you, my father!" Gao Yanan turned his head and turned white. She said angrily, "these It's all your ideas. You think these are right and good for us. But have you ever thought about our ideas, what we want and what we like? "

The scholar in the silver shirt is sluggish.

Gao Yanan's angry voice went on: "we all can understand that there are many people who want to kill you or your relatives. You let no one know our existence, which is indeed safer for us, but you know that you can't see each day, and you are worried far away every day Is it more painful than sharing life and death? Do you know that mother would rather accompany you in the capital, even if she was assassinated? It's better than a cold old man dying of illness If she doesn't care about you, maybe it will be much better, maybe it will be much happier, but she cares about you, the first subsidiary! Others say that many of the forces in this world cannot be countered by one person's power. I have no objection at all, but it's ridiculous for you to say such a thing. "

Gao Yanan's voice was lower, but colder: "the key is whether you are willing to do it or not, and whether you are willing to consider how to make me happy."

The scholar in the silver shirt opened his mouth, and Gao Yanan looked at him, but he had a word stuck in his throat, only a wry smile.

One side is the emperor, the other side is his daughter, this choice will not be easy in any way.

At this moment, the scholars in the silver shirt thought of many, suddenly many more unspeakable feelings. Maybe after being a father, every man's mood will have many inexplicable changes. He thought of the woman he had been worried about, but he could not see any more. He saw the green and stubborn daughter in front of him. He was in a wet mood like the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. But the look of his eyebrows and corners of his mouth was dignified and resolute.

"Well, I respect your decision." He looked at Gao Yanan seriously and promised sincerely, "I will try my best to do it."

Gao Yanan turned his head again, as if he did not expect to make such an answer. However, seeing his affirmative eyes and seeing his nod again, her nose suddenly slightly sour.

"That's good." She hesitated a little, but she knew that people should know how to love, not hate. She also understood that her parents' love for her was sincere, so despite some hesitation, she stretched out her hand and put her little finger to the hand of the scholar in the silver shirt, "let's pull the hook."

The scholar in the silver shirt was surprised. After staying for a while, he came back to his mind and stretched out his hand.

"She's grown up after all." He sighed in his heart, touched his daughter's fingers, but suddenly there were many new colors in his heart, and everything in his eyes seemed to become more vivid.

The river in front of him becomes quiet, then freezes in this summer's drunken afternoon, and rises, but in front of him and Gao Yanan, a beautiful ice flower is formed.

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A woman should marry.

The marriage age of the women in Yunqin was not very old. Most of them had been married since they were 15 or 6 years old, and they had been engaged for life.

In this hot summer, among the female students of qingluan college, Gao Yanan is not the only one who talks about life-long events.

Qin Xiyue happened to be talking about marriage with an old housekeeper.

As the saying goes, all the first-class disciples have the authority of seven-class officials. From the previous dynasty of the Qin family to Yun Qin, they have been officials for six generations. The old housekeeper of the official family naturally has different authority.

The old housekeeper with white hair and a gossamer hat, even though he was very respectful in front of Qin Xiyue, had an indescribable solemnity in his tone: "Miss You will never agree to make such a decision. "

Qin Xiyue looked at him and said, "I will not change my decision."

The old housekeeper frowned: "I will convey the meaning of miss But both the Xu family and the Zhou family are much more powerful than our Qin family. In the future, the two young men must have made great achievements. Do you have any other people in mind? If so, I can tell the master, maybe he will make a balance. "

Qin Xiyue shook her head, and there was a faint cold light on her delicate face, "not because of this, but because I don't want to rely on men to live I'm a practitioner. I can be an official or a general. "

The old housekeeper nodded and sighed, "Miss, you may think so, but others may not think so. The Zhou family is OK, the Xu family From now on, if you have a man in your heart, you may be angry with him. "

"That's the future." Qin Xiyue sneered. Thinking of Xu's proverbs and Lin Xi, she could not help shaking her head gently, thinking that maybe Xu's proverbs had hated Lin Xi. ]