"Miss, I've got a letter. Mingyue intercepted a bamboo tube from the underground waterway, took out the tightly wrapped note, trotted all the way back to the main hall, and handed it to Gu Zhirong.

After Gu Zhirong finished reading it, he read it again, his eyes fell on the words "July 18", then he took out the fire fold, burned the note, and sighed softly: "Sister Ding Lingling still knows me best." ”

Mingyue stared at her.

A trace of gloom flashed in Gu Zhirong's eyes: "Sister Ding Lingling wrote that she has arrived in the capital, about July 18, my mother's sacrifice day. When the time comes, I will make it clear to the old lady that I want to go to the Hangji Temple to mourn my biological mother, and the old lady should have no reason to stop me from leaving the house, right?"

Mingyue's eyes darkened, it seemed that the situation of her young lady was really not good, and she could only make an article about the sacrifice day of the dead lady. However, Madame hurt Miss so much when she was alive, she shouldn't blame Miss.

"Did the young lady really make up her mind to leave?" Mingyue looked at Gu Zhirong and asked softly. Although she has a lot of expectations for this day and has done a good job of psychological construction, she can't help but be excited and scared when she thinks that this day is coming.

But if you don't leave, it's a dead end, Mingyue couldn't help but shudder when she thought of Miss Seven's miserable end.

Gu Zhirong shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's not time yet." I heard that the management of the land is very strict, and if there is no road citation disk, we will not be able to enter at all. However, the quotation disc needs to be issued according to the household registration, and if we want to go out, the current household registration will no longer be available. ”

Mingyue didn't expect that things would become so complicated, and she couldn't help but hurriedly say: "Miss, what can I do? I can't get a guide without a road, but this matter really can't be delayed any longer." ”

She is well versed in the methods of the eldest lady, and if it drags on any longer, it will be the end of Miss Seven, and when she thinks of this, Mingyue feels frightened.

Gu Zhirong's face was calm: "For now, it should be okay for the time being." Didn't the second lady say it, the girl in her house heard the private conversation between the old lady and Mother Du, and mentioned the family affair I made when I was a child, that is to say, the old lady was concerned about this matter. In this way, the eldest lady will not dare to act rashly, unless ......"

"Unless what?" Mingyue wondered.

Gu Zhirong sighed: "Unless the emperor gives marriage." ”

Mingyue gasped, and suddenly thought that the most favored Concubine Cen in the palace is the niece of the eldest lady, if the eldest lady enters the palace and whispers a few words to the concubine, it is difficult to ensure that the family affairs of the young lady are decided like this. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Gu Zhirong saw that her face turned white, and hurriedly comforted her: "Don't be nervous, the emperor didn't say that marriage would be given, as long as we get in touch with Lu Gongzi as soon as possible, let him ask someone to come to the door as soon as possible, and make this family matter public, in that case, the emperor can't force people to make it difficult, and there will be no reason for marriage." ”

When Mingyue heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a good way." Immediately thinking that he had not had contact with the Lu family for many years, and he didn't know if they still remembered this family business, his brows couldn't help frowning.

"What is Miss going to do?" she asked.

Gu Zhirong said confidently: "I want to meet with Gongzi Lu as soon as possible, and I will make an appointment at Xuanji Temple, July 18." ”

Accustomed to Gu Zhirong's bold style, Mingyue didn't show too much surprise at this kind of private appointment between men and women. She thought for a while and said, "Miss, we haven't been in touch with Mr. Lu all these years, so I don't know what Mr. Lu will think if we ask him to come to the door to propose marriage so abruptly?"

"Who said we haven't been in contact with Mr. Lu all these years?" Gu Zhirong smiled, "Mingyue has forgotten that there is a fixed amount of expenditure in the account book every year, and the payment belongs to Rong Daguan?" she said as she pointed at herself with a smile.

Mingyue was stunned for a while, suddenly came to her senses, pointed her finger at Gu Zhirong and opened her mouth wide: "Miss, there is a character Rong after your name, it turns out that the official Rong is Miss you." ”

His eyes changed from surprise to admiration, it turned out that the young lady had arranged everything many years ago.

Over the years, Miss Lu has been sponsoring Mr. Lu, this kindness is incomparable, and Mr. Lu must be grateful to Mr. Lu. In this way, even if the two do not meet, their relationship is different from that of others. Now that the benefactor is in trouble, Mr. Lu has always been kind-hearted and will never stand idly by, not to mention that there is a marriage contract between the two.

Mingyue finally began to look sad and laughed: "Why didn't Miss tell the slave maid earlier, it made the slave maid worry for a while." ”

Gu Zhirong said suddenly: "That Zhang Dafu's family, in addition to collecting the leftovers from our house, which other families in the capital area are she also responsible for collecting?"

Mingyue's eyes lit up instantly: "Zhang Dafu's family collected it from the area of Luoxia Street, and as for Tianfeng Street, where the Lu family is located, it was collected by her daughter-in-law." ”

Gu Zhirong nodded with satisfaction.

In the afternoon, a letter was quietly handed to Zhang Dafu's family, and then Zhang Dafu's daughter-in-law took it to Lufu and handed it to a mother-in-law with slightly pale hair. The woman took the letter in her bosom and hurried all the way to the quiet back garden.

The quiet back garden, and the garden of the road house is only separated by a wall, as soon as you enter the back garden is the lush bamboo forest, and then inside, the stream pavilion, the southwest corner also erects a pergola, which is covered with honeysuckle vines, and the slender flowers of yellow and white colors compete to bloom in the sun, which is very beautiful.

The main courtyard is a two-storey attic, not big, because of the elegant environment, it is a good place to read.

In the pavilion of the glazed cornices, a young man wearing a royal blue robe embroidered with willow green bamboo, with a slender and straight figure, long eyebrows and sideburns, and handsome eyebrows is holding a scroll, with his hands behind his back, standing on the edge of the pavilion, as if he is chanting silently. The breeze passed by, and the clothes fluttered, and there was a bit of a fairy.

"The eldest prince, the official Rong has sent a letter. Mrs. Fan walked straight to Lu Fangting, looked left and right for a while, and saw that there were no idle people waiting, so she carefully took out the letter from her bosom and handed it to him.

"Sister Rong sent a letter?" Lu Fangting immediately threw down the book and took the letter with one hand. Seeing the handwriting of the beautiful "Lu Dagongzi personally opened" on it, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the figure of the beautiful woman appeared in front of him, and he seemed to smell the clear and quiet fragrance at the end of his nose.

After reading the letter at a glance and ten lines, Lu Fangting withdrew his smile, was silent for a moment, and said: "Over the years, I have really embarrassed my sister." ”

took the fire and burned the letter, looking at the ashes flying in the wind, his eyes were firm: "Sister Rong, you can bear with it any longer, and when I take the fame in Qiuqiu, I will not be afraid of anything." You can rest assured, my Lu Fangting is not an ungrateful person, I will definitely fulfill my promise and come to the door to ask for relatives, and I will not let you live this kind of fearful life again. ”