Why does the seaweed grown in Shen Yanshan appear here?
Yan Jin was a little confused.
She raised her head and looked at the sky.
The spring breeze in March carries a hint of coolness, and the sky is blue and cloudless.
Seeing that Xiangfu wanted to continue shouting, she stretched out her hand, waved it, and said softly, "It's okay."
Xiang Fu's eyes widened in shock, and then his eyes fell on the black eagle in front of Yan Jin.
Xiangfu felt that she should have seen the eagle in front of her, but she couldn't remember where exactly she had seen it.
"Miss," Xiangfu pointed at Black Eagle's feet and said, "It seems to be a book."
Yan Jin was a little confused.
It was already an unbelievable thing for Shen Yanshan's Hai Dongqing to appear in her yard.
But at this time, this Haidongqing seemed to be holding a book of poems on its legs.
She looked at it carefully and found that it was indeed a collection of poems.
Yan Jin leaned down and her hair fell from her ears.
She tucked the hair that had fallen to her face behind her ears, and then waved to Black Eagle, "Xiao Hei, come here."
Black Eagle seemed to understand Yan Jin's words, and then walked towards Yan Jin step by step.
A divine eagle like Hai Dongqing flies as fast as lightning in the air.
The speed of any flying bird cannot be compared with it.
But when Hai Dongqing walked, his posture was a little weird.
When it walked to Yan Jin's side, it narrowed its sharp eagle eyes and shook its head.
Yan Jin reached out and took down the book from his lap, and then couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, it is a collection of poems.
An ordinary collection of poems that cannot be more ordinary.
Yan Jin put the poetry collection in his hand.
He did not open it, but continued to look at the black hawk in front of him, "Who gave it to the princess?"
Black Eagle obviously didn't understand Yan Jin's words.
It just came closer and rubbed Yan Jin's hand with its head.
The black hawk's wings are pure black and very smooth.
As soon as it rubbed Yan Jin's palm, Yan Jin felt itchy.
In the end, Yan Jin was so rubbed that he couldn't help laughing.
Yan Jin remembered that her mother once said that her grandfather also raised a pair of golden eagles, but the golden eagles were far inferior to the Haidongqing. and.
She had seen such a sentence in a book before.
It is said that there is only one Triton in a hundred thousand condors, and the best Triton is even rarer to see.
Even among the people, some people say that there is a narrow escape from death.
A rare eagle.
It can be seen how precious Haidongqing is.
There are even countries.
The battle for Haidongqing continued for several years.
Looking at this sea turtle, Yan Jin remembered the handsome face of the young man he saw in the pear courtyard that day.
And those eyes as deep as a deep pool.
Yan Jin reached out and touched Black Eagle's head and murmured to himself, "Does your master know that you are here?"
After she finished speaking, she raised the corner of her lips almost invisiblely, "Maybe he is hiding and sleeping again?"
Yan Jin narrowed his eyes with a smile, and then said to Xiang who was not far away, "Didn't my grandfather send some venison a few days ago?
Ask the kitchen to prepare some raw meat, cut it into pieces, and send it over."
Xiangfu was stunned for a moment before asking Yan Jin, "Miss, you want to give it to this eagle?"
"Yes.
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Wait a minute, and ask Chunhui to guard outside the courtyard.
No one is allowed to come in without my instructions."
Yan Jin remembered that this Haidongqing belonged to Shen Yanshan, and was afraid of being seen, so he said again, " Just bring in the venison prepared in the kitchen."
After hearing this, Xiangfu nodded quickly and retreated from the courtyard.
Yan Jin was afraid that the black hawk would fly away, so he tried to say to the black hawk again, "Xiao Hei, wait a minute and someone will bring you something delicious.
It's venison."
Black Eagle seemed to understand this time, especially when Yan Jin talked about venison, its slightly narrowed eagle eyes widened instantly, and then it rubbed Yan Jin with its large body.
Shen Yanshan raised Haidongqing very well, and Xiaohei not only had smooth and shiny wings, but was also not light in weight.
It just rubbed its body against Yan Jin, causing Yan Jin, who was leaning down, to almost lose his balance.
"Okay."
Yan Jin stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Hei's movement and glared at him, "It's about to fall."
After Yan Jin finished speaking, he slowly stood up.
As a result, her waist and feet became numb because she leaned down for too long.
For a moment, Yan Jin felt a tingling sensation.
She had no choice but to close her eyes, took a deep breath, and froze.
Today, the princess of the Shen family really gave her a hard time.
A pot of green jade peonies was sent to her, which made her a little overwhelmed.
She searched the book and transplanted the peonies herself.
As a result, before she could rest for a while, the sea turtle sent another book of poems.
Yan Jin opened his eyes and looked at the poetry book in his hand.
She is now a little confused as to who gave her this collection of poems.
After his waist and feet were no longer so numb, Yan Jin slowly stood up straight, sat on a small stool in the corridor, and slowly opened the book of poems.
She can memorize almost all the poems written in the poetry collection.
Yan Jin frowned slightly.
She didn't understand why the man wanted to use Black Eagle, so he brought her a book of poems that she had read countless times.
The black eagle at his feet slowly walked over again, and finally stood still at Yan Jin's feet.
The warmth on its body made Yan Jin couldn't help but look at it again, and finally shook his head helplessly.
Yan Jin flipped through it casually, and finally his eyes rested on the middle page.
"Zhuang Sheng's dream is full of butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart is full of cuckoos."
Yan Jin read out the verses in the book, and then saw the word "Zhuang Sheng" that was about to be blackened by ink, and was stunned for a moment. this Could it be that someone accidentally dropped ink on this book of poems?
Yan Jin did not continue reading, but closed the book and stretched.
The black hawk at his feet never left, as if it had been waiting for the venison Yan Jin mentioned.
Yan Jin half-squinted his eyes, remembering the first time he saw Shen Yanshan, when this black hawk landed on his arm.
At that time, although she did not see his face clearly, she remembered his eyes. eagle Yan Jin threw the poetry collection aside and boldly stretched out his hand.
I want to pick up Black Eagle.
Black Eagle's eyes were wide-eyed in shock at Yan Jin's actions at first, but the next moment he saw Yan Jin trying to pick it up, he obediently stayed still and waited for Yan Jin to come and pick it up.
Unfortunately, the weight of the black hawk was too heavy, and Yan Jin tried hard to pick it up.
"Why are you so heavy?"
Yan Jin was sweating profusely and almost collapsed, "It's too heavy."
She curled her lips, but when the eagle landed on Shen Yanshan's arm.
The man's expression did not change.
It was as easy as holding a bird.
Yan Jin thought for a while and suddenly understood why.
Shen Yanshan's hands were very long, fair and slender, but they were the hands of a martial artist.
Very powerful.
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Yan Jin remembered that Shen Yanshan was sent to the border by Duke Ding when he was ten years old.
Maybe from that time.
Shen Yanshan began to practice martial arts.
So it is not difficult to lift such an eagle.
Yan Jin pinched his small arms, and then sighed helplessly.
Her strength.
It's really small and pitiful.
Xiangfu came back from the kitchen soon, holding a copper basin filled with venison.
In the Yan Dynasty, venison was extremely valuable.
Her grandfather also got venison from nowhere and would send some to the Yan family every month.
Xiao Yu is still ill this month, and the doctor does not recommend her to use venison.
Yan Qining has recently been having trouble with Xiao Yu over fifty thousand taels of silver, so all the venison was sent to Yan Jin. .
Yan Jin gave some to Yan Anzhi, but there was still a lot left in the small kitchen.
She doesn't like eating meat very much, and her grandfather did give her a little more this time.
Yan Jin thought, this time the meat would come in handy.
She stood up from the stool, walked to Xiangfu, and then waved, "Xiao Hei, come here."
After hearing Yan Jin's words, Black Eagle flapped its wings and flew over from the corridor.
As if he had been hungry for a long time, he rushed to the edge of the copper basin and started to swallow the venison in the basin.
This was the first time for Yan Jin to see an eagle eating, so he was slightly startled when he saw the black eagle using its talons and pointed beak to tear into pieces of venison.
Because the eagle was so well tamed, she almost forgot that it was a ferocious eagle.
Eagles not only prey on hares, but if they are hungry, even some small mammals will become their meals.
The black hawk in front of him obviously had not been completely wiped out of its wild nature.
So when eating, his original appearance will be revealed.
Yan Jin saw Black Eagle using the venison very quickly.
In just a moment, the full pot of venison was eaten clean by it.
After eating, it returned to its well-behaved appearance.
"Go back quickly."
Yan Jin waved to him and said softly, "It will get dark again soon, and he will come to find you again and call you a fool."
Yan Jin said the word "fool" very seriously.
After hearing this, the black hawk flapped its wings as if to protest its dissatisfaction.
However, soon, Black Eagle glanced at Yan Jin again before slowly flying off the ground.
It hovered in the air for a while and then slowly disappeared from Yan Jin's eyes.
"It's really edible."
Xiangfu glanced at the empty copper basin and couldn't help but sigh, "This book is exchanged for a basin of meat.
Miss, we seem to be at a loss."
After Yan Jin heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
What a loss The book is not brand new at all.
The middle page is stained by ink.
Yan Jin suddenly seemed to remember something, and then she walked quickly to the corridor, picked up the book of poems, and quickly turned to the page stained black with ink.
A dried green jade peony petal fell out of the book and landed leisurely on the ground.
"Zhuang Sheng Zhuang Sheng" Yan Jin's eyes widened and he walked towards the house.
She quickly found the letter she had just left on the small table.
Yan Jin's hands trembled slightly.
Finally, she carefully read the name on the letter and showed a surprised look. s: Thank you 186 for the two pink tickets, thank hoy007 for the pink ticket, thank Xuanyuan Qianyue for the pink ticket, thank you for the pink ticket for my dear, thank you for the pink ticket for Hua Zhiqingwu, Thanks to annabe810 for the pink vote, thank you Book friend 100204213824168 for the pink ticket.
Thank you heng87 for the pink ticket.
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Thank you kansisi for the pink ticket.
Thank you Nanchang Xiaowanzi for the two pink tickets and the sachet.
Thank you gyu100965 for the pink ticket.
The list is in no particular order.
If I haven’t thanked you enough, please leave me a message in the book review area.
Speaking of which, I am very grateful to you all this month.
Some of you have voted five pink votes for Xiao Wu this month.
I really don’t know how to thank you.
To put it bluntly, I really love you, thank you very much.
So tonight, Xiaowu will do what he says, and it will be the third night.
This is the first update.
Let's see tomorrow I love you so much, thank you so much
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