�默默无语两眼泪<></span>仰面珠泪滚满襟<></span>

  世界上最怕的事情不是未知跟死亡<></span>而是看一个四十岁老男人哭泣<></span>他非但哭泣<></span>还会默默的对月哭泣<></span>这就愁死了<></span>

  顾昭终于认命<></span>每天按时完成作业<></span>好歹也做过老师<></span>别说一个时辰<></span>两个时辰也做得<></span>哎哎<></span>虽然坐得<></span>但是您能不要哭吗……我写还是不写呢<></span>

  在这种生活与学习无奈的双重折磨下<></span>顾昭度过了寒冬的初期<></span>终于迎来了上京的第一场大雪<></span>

  自大雪初下<></span>愚耕先生就开始跟自己的主子一起猫冬<></span>他现在的日子甚美<></span>要吃有吃<></span>要喝有喝<></span>心情不好<></span>还可以接着大义的名义敲打主子以来骗吃骗喝<></span>

  屋子里<></span>两个大铜盆十二时辰不间断的烧竹炭<></span>这竹炭烟小<></span>味儿好<></span>热度高<></span>不刺眼<></span>

  愚耕先生从未活的这样滋润过<></span>他屋子里床上铺的是厚厚的羊羔皮<></span>盖的是锦被<></span>枕的是香枕<></span>夜里起夜还有小厮递尿壶<></span>

  起来后<></span>有下奴烧了热水给他洗澡<></span>没错<></span>不是净面这么简单<></span>这院子里<></span>主子一天两个澡<></span>愚耕跟管事的毕梁立一人一个<></span>不是一般的澡<></span>那是真正的香汤沐浴<></span>你可以想象<></span>一个五十多的老男人<></span>躺在鲜花澡盆里<></span>对月吟诗的咸湿样子<></span>

  洗完澡<></span>在屋子里用了汤食<></span>顾昭不喜欢早饭油腻<></span>所以<></span>早上都是精面蒸制的素点搭配酱菜<></span>外加热乎乎的豆腐汤<></span>蘑菇汤<></span>骨头汤<></span>萝卜汤<></span>海鲜汤……

  用罢饭跟主子一起写大字<></span>笔墨尽管使<></span>书籍随便看<></span>可惜的是<></span>小七爷的书房<></span>没一本仕途必须看的书籍<></span>尽是一些乱七八糟的玩意儿<></span>也不知道是在那里收集来的<></sp