The sky broke through the clouds, the moist wind swept the yard, and the soft glimmer poured onto the ground through the transparent paper windows.

After Shen Qingyu cleaned up, he went out in the morning light.

On the winding bluestone road, she walked leisurely, and according to the custom, she should go to Mrs. Mo first to ask for peace.

Her words yesterday made Mrs. Mo angry for a long time, and now she naturally has no good face when she looks at her.

"Say hello to the old lady at the beginning of the year. She calmly blessed her body, without the slightest discoloration.

"Do you still know how to greet you?" Old Madam Mo fiddled with the Buddha beads in her hand and smiled unkindly.

She smiled politely at the old lady: "This is the duty of Nian Chu. ”​

Old Madam Mo glared at her with a heavy face: "That's it, you go back, it's too much to see." ”

Did the dead old woman think she wanted to come here very much? If it weren't for the fact that she didn't fall behind, she wouldn't have had the time to come here.

Let her go just as she wants, silently blessed her body, and withdrew.

It was almost an hour before he stepped out of the main courtyard with his front foot, and his back foot came to the Luo mother and daughter who came to ask for peace.

She paused and looked at the Luo mother and daughter who were getting closer and closer with a cold expression, her red lips opened slightly, and she said extremely perfunctorily, "The master mother is fine." ”

Hearing this, Luo only felt panicked in his heart, this little slut deliberately blocked her, didn't he?

After that, before Luo Che could make a sarcastic remark, she had already staggered away.

Luo Zhi stared at the back of the fading away, gritted his teeth and said, "This slut is really getting more and more capable." ”

Mo Qingning glanced viciously at the direction Shen Qingyu was walking, and asked in a low voice, "Tomorrow is the Liu family's sacrifice day, how is my mother's preparation?"

At the mention of this, the anger in Luo's heart subsided a little, and he took Mo Qingning's hand with joy, and said with a sneer: "Ning'er rest assured." ”

After a pause, Luo suddenly remembered something, so he said: "Yesterday, Hong'er came with a letter, saying that your father and he were preparing to leave for Chang'an from the border city station. ”

"Daddy and eldest brother are coming back!" Mo Qingning's eyes were full of joy.

On the other hand, Roche was full of sadness.

"Daddy and eldest brother are coming back, isn't my mother happy?" Mo Qingning took Luo's hand with his backhand and asked with a soft smile.

Luo Shi raised the corners of his mouth, and barely raised a smile, how could she not be happy, but she was afraid that if she missed and didn't kill Mo Nianchu, with the general's favor for the Liu family, Ning'er's position as the concubine might not be guaranteed.

It seems that in order to be on the safe side, she will still go on a trip in person, and she is adding some bets, just in case.

Out of the Mo Mansion, Shen Qingyu went straight to Yixing Liquor Workshop.

This morning, Aunt Fen Niang sent a lot of freshly picked peach blossoms, Liu Shu left a lot for her, and as soon as she arrived at the winery, she rolled up her sleeves and worked for a long time.

After a while, the peach blossom crisp with the fragrance of peach blossoms came out of the pot.

Some were left for Liu Shu and others in the wine shop, and the rest of the shortbread was wrapped in silk handkerchiefs by her.

I was thinking about whether to send some to the Hou Mansion, but thinking that Sheng Jingchen said that he didn't like shortbread yesterday, he simply dispelled the idea.

If Sheng Xiaohou knew that he had missed the shortbread made by Shen Qingyu himself because of his two words against Liu Shu, I am afraid that he would have the heart to smoke his mouth.

The ghost knows that Sheng Xiaohou is just trying to be happy.

Xiao Mansion, Bamboo Courtyard.

The so-called bamboo yard, as the name suggests, is a yard with more bamboo, but this yard is not planted with ordinary bamboo, but rare purple bamboo.

The breeze is blowing and it carries a sense of refreshment.

A few pots of Junzi orchids placed under the corridor swayed a few times in the wind.

Today's study has opened a window, and without the barrier of the window, the breeze is more wanton.

The rice paper spread out on the bookcase was blown up by the wind, and the man with a cold face was sitting on a chair, his back straight, like a purple bamboo outside the courtyard.

He held the scroll in one hand, his eyes glancing over every word on it.

It is rare for Xiao Chengyu not to wear black clothes today, but to wear an ink-colored robe, the original coldness has been reduced a little, but a little cold fairy spirit has been added.

This will be the time for his master to read the scroll, Yun Zheng didn't dare to disturb, but he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart when he held the hot shortbread in his hand.

Miss Nianchu is the first time that the master treats the woman differently, and now the girl Baba is sending shortbread over, if he reports it now, he will disturb his master, and if he doesn't report it, he is afraid that when the shortbread is cold, the master will blame.

Yun Zheng was outside the door, and he was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

In the end, he chose the latter............

As soon as the hour came, without waiting for Xiao Chengyu to put down the scroll in his hand, Yun Zheng knocked on the door.

"Master. ”

"What's the matter?" he put down the scroll and rubbed his sour brow.

Yun Zheng pushed the door and walked in: "This is the shortbread sent by Miss Nianchu two hours ago, the master was reading a book at that time, and his subordinates didn't dare to disturb him." ”

If you don't confess yourself, it's probably a person like Yun Zheng who has a straight intestine.

Xiao Chengyu quietly glanced at the silk handkerchief wrapped in shortbread on the table, and suddenly smiled without a sound: "It's good." ”

Yun Zheng was overjoyed, feeling that he had really made a wise choice just now. And he completely forgot that his master didn't like to laugh, and once he laughed, someone would suffer.

"She didn't say anything?" he said, untying the red string that was tied to the outside of the silk handkerchief.

Miss Nianchu only said to give this peach blossom cake to the master. Yun Zheng said 1510.

"The weather is nice today, so I'll take all the books out to dry them later. He doesn't like sweets, but at the moment he picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and took a bite.

This is undoubtedly Yun Zheng's nightmare, the master likes books, and there are five or six hundred books in this study, not to mention the bamboo scrolls.

He subconsciously looked at the outer courtyard where the sun was out of sight, and a wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't offend his master! Why did he fly to "misfortune"?

After delivering the shortbread, Shen Qingyu turned around and went to the Four Seas Gambling House.

It was the little maid last time who led her all the way to the third floor.

"Uncle Li. As soon as she entered, she smiled and called out.

Uncle Li has always liked to study the tea ceremony, and he either tastes tea or makes tea on weekdays.

The window facing the street was open, and near the window lay a low oak table, on which were placed two bronze stoves, in which the charcoal was in full swing, and the small golden pot painted on top of the bronze stove was boiling hot.

Uncle Li sat on the cushion and twisted a tea leaf from one of the porcelain jars and put it into the ceramic pot, and then carried the boiling hot water and rushed it in.

The wind that pours in the tea diffuses the fragrance of tea in this room, which makes people feel refreshed and happy when they smell it.

"Miss Mo, please take a seat. Uncle Li responded to her, but he, who was obsessed with the tea ceremony, still kept his eyes on the movements of his subordinates at this moment.

She was not a polite person, so she immediately sat on the cushion opposite Uncle Li.

"Miss Mo, what's the trouble?" Uncle Li said and pushed the freshly brewed tea in front of her.

She was feeling thirsty, and took a sip before she realized what she meant.

"Tomorrow I will go to the countryside to pay tribute to my mother, but the road is difficult and dangerous, and I am afraid of any accidents. ”

When she went to Foyuan Temple, if she hadn't met Cheng Yu and Yun Zheng's master and servant, I am afraid that she would have died in Huangquan a long time ago, and this time she was afraid that she would not be so lucky, so she had to guard against it.

This is said clearly and clearly, Uncle Li is also a human spirit, and he understands it as soon as he hears it.

"Tomorrow, the little old man will be secretly protected, Miss Mo can rest assured. ”

She smiled: "There's Uncle Lao Li." ”

Uncle Li shook his head with a smile, and instead asked, "How is the tea?"

"This is Longjing?" She asked with a gentle smile as she carried the teacup.

Uncle Li nodded with a smile and without saying a word.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, put down the teacup unhurriedly, and said slowly: "Just right." ”

Uncle Li was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly..................

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