Chapter Seventy-One

"Hello, is it Miss Fu Wanrong?"

Fu Wanrong was still sitting on the table of eight immortals in front of the store, counting the accounts behind, and when she heard the voice, she first caught a glimpse of the man's slightly dusty leather shoes out of the corner of her eye, and the loose trousers fell on the leather shoes, and she looked up along the jet-black trouser tube.

"Well, I am, what's the matter?" Fu Wanrong dialed the abacus like four or two thousand pounds, she was a postman before she met, and it was a little strange that she had never exchanged letters with anyone recently.

The postman looked at Mian Shan, "Here is a letter from you to me, could you please sign for it?"

Fu Wanrong did not change her face and signed the letter without a beat, but she was puzzled in her heart, she always contacted Wanpingcheng but was a telephony, her father had told her before leaving, the letter was just a last resort, she came to Los Angeles not only to help the Jin family but also to complete her mission, this 'last resort' means that she only wrote a letter back in detail after finding out the reason for that matter, but now.....

She thanked the postman brother, but she held the letter in her hand but had no clue, the cover of the letter did not indicate the sender and address, let alone the recipient, could it be that it was sent by mistake?

Fu Wanrong was a little hesitant, her father had warned her that although Luocheng was not as chaotic as Wanping City, she still had to be careful every step of the way, beware of being calculated by others, and the letter came unclear at this time.....

If it was really my father, something that I couldn't explain on the phone, and I wrote a letter?

She denied this conjecture, her father acted extremely carefully, and he would never be caught by the gang of thieves in Wanping City!

But where did this letter come from?

She should have asked the postman where the letter came from, but it was useless to be annoyed at this time, but she could not open the letter easily, maybe the enemy was watching her in the dark, although she was innocent in Los Angeles, but during this time she lived in the Jin Mansion, when she got up at night, she saw from the balcony that there were twice as many people patrolling and standing guard outside than during the day, she was originally suspicious, but at that time she saved a lot of people who wanted to trouble the Jin family, but she was probably waiting for the day, if there was no experience from the past, there was no need to spend such manpower, she grew up in the courtyard since she was a child, this is very clear。

She looked around the outside of the store, a pair of men and women were picking up earrings in front of the jewelry stall under the brick wall of Ding Shun opposite, the woman tried on the left and right with only the man next to her in her eyes, and she didn't know what to say, thinking that it was like glue; The voices of the people are boiling, a string of red lanterns hanging on the side of the building to protect the wind and candles, swaying with the wind, but the fire core is not moving, only the vermilion lacquer shines red, although Fu Wanrong has not been patronized, but based on these two points alone, it can be concluded that the owner of this restaurant should be like a fish in water, she carefully looked at the windows in her field of vision, most of the windows facing her are closed, but they can be vaguely seen staggered, the lights are brilliant, only a few are slightly open can not see the side of Mi Xing, she looked at a row of windows on the side wall, only the first one is wide open, there is a delicate girl standing in the open window, Fu Wanrong stared at her firmlyBut the shy beauty stretched out her hand to pull something, and after a while she finally pulled it, and a rich man pressed the woman against the edge of the window, and the slim woman was like the wind, like a weeping willow about to break, but the woman was like a sprout born on a weeping willow and sent out branches to wrap the man tightly.....

Fu Wanrong felt a chill in her heart, but the alley next to the restaurant was slowly driven out of the alley next to the restaurant by the benefactor and the ******, and two donkeys pulled a skinny old man, behind the old man was a cart of vegetables, covered with an oilcloth and saw that the light lost moisture, and he couldn't buy a good price tomorrow, and it could be seen from the gap in the oilcloth that it was a cart of cabbage; [. Lots of good]

Could it be that she is thinking too much?

Her hand clenching the envelope tightened slightly, and a white edge appeared on her pink nails.

If she calls home at this moment, her father will definitely be worried, Wanping City is already tight, so don't let her father mess up for her.

If someone really plans to go to the head of the Jin Mansion and ask her first, Fu Wanrong will answer or not, she got up and entered the wing room where she often rested in the inner courtyard.

The eldest girl couldn't help but be a little worried when she saw her in a hurry, so she shouted a few times outside the door.

Fu Wanrong just wanted to prevaricate a few words when she heard this, and then sat down and remembered: "Big girl, bring the letter opener!"

The eldest girl lowered her eyes and couldn't think about it, but she said, "Eh!", and quickly brought it, she stood beside Fu Wanrong and asked, "Miss, do you want me to make tea?"

She saw Fu Wanrong staring at the envelope in her hand with a solemn expression, so she looked for something to retreat by the way, and sure enough, Fu Wanrong said 'um', and the eldest girl retreated lightly.

This yard was originally the Yan family lived, it was the day of ordinary people, in the winter, the cold air was not able to withstand the cold and built this warm kang against the wall, but it has not yet reached the cold winter, the kang is also covered with the soft cushion of the bean blue Ruyi symmetrical auspicious cloud pattern, the mat has been removed, the window screen was originally made of paper paste The year is slightly dilapidated, she ordered someone to change the azure Hangzhou weaving crepe, the summer shade is light and breathable, but the weather is cold and can not withstand the wind and she ordered someone to make a curtain to block the wind, under the window is the original hardwood tooth strip table, she only added a few ornaments, this scene still has some summer meaning。

In the middle of the room hung a Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Arhat Ink Painting Lantern that she and Qi Xuan bought when they secretly visited the night market, because it was a flower lantern, the color was extremely exaggerated, colorful pictures, wait for a lock of rouge tassels, Fu Wanrong looked at her eyes and softened, Qi Xuan was her best friend.....

The only thing in this house is the red sandalwood enamel pedal inlaid with cloisonné enamel copper plate under the foot of the kang, and the tooth strip is embossed with Ganoderma lucidum ruyi cloud pattern, which looks flat and stable.

This is what she took alone, now I feel a little abrupt, the letter opener hissed to open the envelope, she took out the letter paper, it is an excellent special net skin rice paper, she opened the letter paper, after the eyes, about three pages of appearance, just the writing of the person's font is strong and powerful, soft and rigid, the ink color is like a sunspot in the clouds, the tip of the nose is teased through the wisps of Qingxin, she went to look at the ink again, and felt extremely clear, it should be a good ink.

Fu Wanrong couldn't help but feel half relieved in her heart, it shouldn't be what she thought before, but she couldn't think of which old friend it was, so she followed the letter and read it.

But she didn't understand it anymore, it was like a man's tone.... Fu Wanrong looked at the nickname of 'Yao'er' written in the small block at the beginning, she thought about it in her memory but couldn't find anyone who knew her name.

Fu Wanrong wanted to search between the lines for clues, and a two-line poem on the last page caught her attention.

'Vote for me with peach wood, and repay it with Qiongjiu. Bandit retribution, always think it is good. ’

Yingluo's solemn body, Yao'er, do you still have the roses and seven treasures I gave you, and if you lose the jade of my heart, what will you retribution?

Yingluo's solemn body...... Rose Shippo .....

Fu Wanrong's hand was soft, the letter paper in her hand fluttered lightly, and the crisp voice dispersed to the ground, and she threw herself on the small table on the kang, and she couldn't cry anymore.

It's you....... What's the use of coming to me at this time?

She earned a handkerchief to wipe away her tears and pick up the pieces of paper scattered on the ground, just like her messy heart...

She stared at the letter and whispered, "What's the use of you coming to me now? I've been looking for you for so many years..."

A drop of tears fell on the paper and turned into a pale lotus leaf, but the hibiscus-like face was like a cicada dew autumn branches, and the flowers brought rain.....

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The eldest girl saw that the time was almost up, so she came in with a tray, but saw Fu Wanrong with tears in her eyes.

"It's nothing..."Fu Wanrong turned her face away, "This thing.... Mo told Qi Xuan....."

The eldest girl didn't look at the woman who was secretly wiping her tears, but sighed: "Don't you tell me to say... I've got to tell me what's going on, don't I want you to be sad, Miss..."

Fu Wanrong waved her hand, her beautiful face was pear blossom with rain, "It's just a... People who don't often contact suddenly contacted, I'll talk about this with Qi Xuan.... If I don't talk about it, I'm feeling aggrieved!By the way...."She took the teacup handed over by the eldest girl, and her warm breath relieved her heart, "Where is Qixuan at this time?"

The eldest girl shook her head and stood in front of Fu Wanrong and said respectfully: "Gege has already gotten off work, and at this time I went to Jingfu, because I haven't seen the young master for a whole day, saying that there is official business that needs him to deal with, this is what Ading came to say, Miss.... At this time, it is estimated that it is almost the same, Gege sent someone to pick us up, maybe there is a dinner party.... I'll make a basin of water and clean your face in a moment. ”

Fu Wanrong let out a soft 'um' sound, and her eyebrows faded a little tired.

Jingfu?

Let's go in a moment....

"Who is there?" Jing Shilang sat in the pavilion.

A small piece of water cream in the lake in front of the verandah on the opposite side is planted with evergreen plants, it is not easy to take care of and no one cares, it has long been higher than the height of an adult man, Jing Shilang saw a sparse shadow flashing, even if it is to catch the wind and catch the shadow, he does not want to let go of a glimmer of hope.

"Who is it!?" he shouted, only to hear someone trotting over.

"The little one doesn't know that the young master is resting in this pavilion, disturbing the young master's leisure, and please forgive the little one!"

"Look up. ”

The woman heard Jing Shilang's cold voice before she hesitated and raised her head.

"Are you the second lady waiting in the room?" Jing Shilang's gaze swept across her face.

"Yes, the little one has been serving in the second lady's room. ”

"It's almost dinner now, what are you doing here?

Jing Shilang's sharp eyes forced the woman to bow her head in a panic.

"Back .... Back to the young master's words, I just loosened my shoes in the porch and put them on again...... "Thinking and saying, "Miss loves sweets, and when I was about to serve Miss to change clothes, I said that I wanted to eat that Jiu Linglong hibiscus cake after dinner, that Jiu Linglong is a famous craft, and it is sold in quantities every day, and this snack of Miss has always been a small purchase, if it is replaced by someone else, Miss must be worried that she will not be able to grab it...."

What she said is true, Jiu Linglong is a famous sign in Jiangnan, how many people have spent a lot of money to invite his chef but none of them succeeded, and this rich man's idea that a daughter can buy happiness has a precedent here.

Jing Shilang rubbed the cloisonné enamel pocket watch in his hand, "What's your name?"

"The little one is called Jian Yu. ”

"Well, go ahead!"

The girl named Jian Yu was overjoyed, and hurried away with a blessing, thinking that explaining to the eldest young master that a week should be a waste of time, she has to hurry up now, if she can't eat this hibiscus cake, I'm afraid that the young lady will not be able to sleep peacefully at night.

Jian Yu didn't leave for a while, Jing Shilang was about to get up, but Yan Jiujiu came from Ruyi Gate and saw Jing Shilang in the pavilion, with a look of 'you let me find it'.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and you were here?" Yan Jiujiu trotted into the pavilion in two steps, "Why didn't you go to trade today?" I was just trying to discuss with you about reform. ”

"Reform?" Jing Shilang leaned against the pillar and finally glanced at her, "What are your wonderful ideas?"

"Nothing.... I just think that some rules and regulations are too orderly....." she procrastinated, and looked at Jing Shilang again, "What? Didn't you rest well? When you get healthy and go back to business, don't take these things to heart for now!"

Jing Shilang sat up straight, although he was heroic, he couldn't help but show tiredness, "There is no need to delay this matter, you and I will go to the study after dinner, and I will draft a document and leave it to you to be fully responsible..."

Yan Jiujiu saved that he was now relying on the sick to play tricks, she couldn't help but smile in her heart, she was really naughty like a child....

Saying that, she pretended to pinch him: "Who said that, you just have to be lazy at home! Hmph! For the sake of you, I will let you go for the time being while you have handled so much work for me, and I will come back to see you after a while, if you are not good-looking, how can I fix you!"

"Look at me?" Jing Shilang looked at Yan Jiujiu playfully, "Oh!

"Who's looking at you!"

"What the hell are you doing with me!"

Yan Jiujiu looked even more ashamed when he looked like a monkey, and he was busy screwing him again, but unexpectedly, Jing Shilang quickly bounced up and ran out of the pavilion.

"Hey, don't you want to run!" Yan Jiujiu hurriedly chased after him, "Where do you seem to have a problem with your body?"

"Who said I had a problem with my body?" he teased like a slippery loach.

"You! Stop!"

The woman's annoyed and angry voices mixed with laughter and scolding gradually drifted away, but the rockery behind the pavilion came out with half an apricot-red filigree soft armor.

"Jin Qixuan! You're just a pheasant turned into a wild phoenix! Don't you think I don't know what you did in the Sunset Empire...... When I find evidence that you are with that man, how can you still trap Shi Lang's heart!"

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