The black plum was lying in a black veil, and a small puddle of sugar stains melted by the body temperature flowed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tan Sheng raised his head and dried a bowl of medicine, Zhao Xian pushed the black plum seed forward again, and Tan Sheng took one, which was sweet and sour and very suitable for the little girl's taste.

But she's not a child anymore.

Zhao Xian saw that Tan Sheng had eaten black plums, and his eyes were shining, "I asked the doctor, it's an ordinary cold, and after drinking the medicine and raising it for a few days, it's fine." ”

Tan Sheng replied, "Oh. ”

"Today, Lord Qin came to tell me that as soon as Mrs. Qin came back from Qingxuguan, she hugged the pillow and cried, and when she asked what happened, she didn't speak, she cried viciously, saying that she would never give Qingxuguan money for sesame oil again. Zhao Xian had nothing to say.

The power of women is great, and the power of idol collapse is also great, and it is normal for Mrs. Qin, who is a senior fan sister who respects humanity, to be unable to stand the defeat of idols.

Tan Sheng replied, "Oh. ”

"Later, I asked Lu'an beside the old lady, and she said that it was you who showed your might, respected humanity and bowed to the wind, and Mrs. Qin was quite embarrassed. Zhao Xian was very happy, "You don't hit people in the face, you don't take the bowl when you eat, even if you follow the wandering monk for a few days, you won't eat this bowl of rice in the end, the little girl's family is too ostentatious, and she can't help but provoke jealousy." ”

Tan Sheng glanced at Zhao Xian, "Oh." ”

Zhao Xian was poured down by a large bucket of cold water, and became at a loss again, grinding again in front of Tan Sheng, ready to get up and go back to the room.

"Uncle," Tan Sheng called Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xian turned around, his expression instantly became extremely happy, his eyes lit up, and he looked very happy.

Tan Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, leaning his head on the side of the bed, his expression was extremely calm, "Uncle, do you believe in fortune-telling and reincarnation of cause and effect?"

Zhao Xian said with a smile, "Uncle reads the book of sages and listens to Confucius, so he should not believe it." "In the end, it is the official under Emperor Jianzhao, the emperor believes in Taoism, not to mention the overall linkage effect of the upward and downward effect, at least the officials below can't slap the face of the direct leader! Zhao Xian's words changed, "It's just that I have a lot of resources and a lot of history, and many things are rather credible than not... Ah Qiao, didn't you also talk about solar eclipses and torrential rains?"

This is the thinking of most people who are officials.

The emperor did not dare to offend the drops.

What the emperor likes, that is also to love the house and the black drop.

This is the way to get promoted and make a fortune.

Tan Sheng smiled, "Then Ah Qiao will give his uncle a hexagram, right? ”

"Uncle's net worth is not three thousand taels of silver together!" The little girl was willing to get close, Zhao Xian was flattered, and smiled quite exaggeratedly, "What kind of color does Sister Qiao want to set?"

Tan Sheng also smiled, "How colorful does my three-legged cat kung fu do you want to practice with my uncle?

Zhao Xian was very relieved!

The Zhao family has calculated a female doll who is willing to improve her academic literacy!

Zhao Hualing and Zhao Huarong would rather tease cats and dogs in the east and west every day, and tease each other without cats and dogs, rather than find a book to read. Xiao Sizhi Niang likes to read, but she also loves to cry a little, and the scene of wanting to cry first is really anxious...

Zhao Xian was about to speak, but as soon as Tan Sheng's words came out, all Zhao Xian's praise was blocked.

"Ah Qiao has a lot of books in the library, what three strong men fight the great immortals, seven gourd babies and snake spirits... I flipped through a few books, and I thought it looked good. If Ah Qiao was right, his uncle allowed Ah Qiao to enter the library pavilion. ”

Ah Qiao, do you know that the Taoist elders don't look at the seven gourd babies?

It's not conducive to the shaping of your image as a worldly master at all!

It's heart-piercing, my Ah Qiao.

Zhao Xian nodded with difficulty, "... The seven gourd babies have far-reaching ideas and practical significance..."

Tan Sheng raised his eyebrows and laughed.

Does she complain? Of course she resents. resents Zhao Xian, resents his cowardice, and resents his inaction. When she knew that Zhao Xian was her own father, this resentment multiplied by thousands, why couldn't her father protect her? Why couldn't he stand up and shelter her behind her when the Li family was tormenting and humiliating her? Why couldn't she call her father sweetly like others?

She complained that Zhao Xian had married the Li family without keeping his wife's filial piety for a year! She complained that Zhao Xian couldn't give an explanation to the poor nine girls of the Bai family! She complained that Zhao Xian let the nine girls of the Bai family have no incense to worship under the Huangquan Road!

But she also understands that Zhao Xian wants to be good to her, in her previous life, she was autistic and sensitive, afraid of annoying the Li family again, and this uncle can say three words and never say a word, even if Zhao Xian has a love for the child, but Tan Sheng is reluctant to stay away, the Li family is eyeing her, the relationship between the two is not far or close, but in the end, Zhao Xian withstood the pressure, and would rather disobey the Li family than let her Ming Media marry the Yuan family;

She's changing, and it's normal for other people's attitudes to change with it.

Even if this change is a bit snobbish and deliberate, it is enough for her to not know what to do.

Zhao Xian also laughed, looking at the little girl's white face, his heart was warm, and the atmosphere in the inner compartment was soft and warm. The official's mother smiled and was relieved while taking the soles of her shoes, the girl was good and the girl praised it, and the girl could pick hot when she ate!

"Uncle, write a word," Tan Sheng deliberately smiled, "Kanyu doesn't just say that. ”

Zhao Xian was playing home with his daughter, laughing and looking out the window, "It's raining for so long and I haven't seen the sun, let's measure the word 'Xu', the sun rises in the east, I hope the sun will rise tomorrow, but don't rain anymore." ”

Tan Sheng drew the word "Xu" twice in the palm of his hand, muttered a little, and then raised his head, his expression was very solemn, "The word Xu, from the sun, from the nine, and the sound." Nine is the number of avenues, which can be extended to mean the end and the end, but the rising sun can be extended to the beginning and the beginning, and the two meanings contradict each other. ”

Tan Sheng smiled, "It can be seen that my uncle is now in a dilemma, contradictory to each other, and he can't weigh each other." Is there a mistake in what Ah Qiao said?"

A dilemma?

Yes, indeed.

The Li family will make trouble, and he is afraid of Tan Sheng, which is really a dilemma. In addition, this rainstorm does not stop, and rumors about the Ganshui embankment caused by Tansheng are everywhere, and Jiangxi officialdom attaches great importance to it, of course he wants to support his family's field, and his hands are in favor of building an embankment to reinforce, but the Wei Dynasty hesitates to make the political decision, which is also a dilemma.

That's right.

Zhao Xian smiled indulgently and nodded.

Tan Sheng said again, "The word Xu is easy to pass through, and the main hexagram is built and inherited, and it is the six chong hexagrams, standing and fighting, fighting, and fighting." Uncle may experience disputes in the officialdom in the near future, and even suppression can make another village clear. ”

Zhao Xian's expression slowly became serious, and his back gradually sat up straight.

He is an official with eight exquisite faces, but he alone disagrees with the political envoy Wei Dynasty, entrenched in Jiangxi for six years, he has always been calm, that is, there are differences with others, and he either silently convinces himself, or detours others to come forward to argue... After disputes and even suppression, can you come out and cross the hurdle of five to four products in one fell swoop?

Does that mean he should show his edge?

Zhao Xian was thoughtful.

Tan Sheng lowered his voice, and after a lot of foreshadowing, he finally approached the bull's-eye, "All the ways in the world are based on the balance of yin and yang, a word, a grass, a word." The word Xu is disassembled, the Japanese character is yang, then the nine characters should be yin...."Tan Sheng silently muttered for a long time, Fang Dao, "The monkey belongs to the ninth in the zodiac, and the aunt or the monkey?"

Speaking of the nine characters, Zhao Xian's face suddenly stiffened.

Tan Sheng pretended not to see it, and then said, "Then maybe my aunt is doing nine at her mother's house?"

Zhao Xian's face turned pale suddenly, Tan Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, saw Zhao Xian's hand shrunk in his sleeve and trembled slightly, and then looked at Zhao Xian's expression carefully, if he didn't look closely, he couldn't find that Zhao Xian's eyes were slightly red, and it seemed that he couldn't help himself when he recalled the old things.

Tan Sheng leaned back and leaned back, his tone troubled, "Isn't it right? Could it be that I miscalculated?" Tan Sheng shook his head, but smiled with relief, "I'm not right, it's not right, this means that I miscalculated! This Xu character should pay attention to the balance of yin and yang, and it is a state of willow and dark flowers in the men's officialdom, but if it is placed in marriage, it is either life or death, and the hexagram is very bad." If Ah Qiao miscalculated, it would be better. ”

Part never to meet again...

Zhao Xian turned his head slightly, looking at the rainstorm outside the window, the corners of his eyes seemed to be moist.

Zhao Xian left the black plum seed, said a few words of greeting, and left in a hurry after explaining that the official's mother Haosheng took care of Tan Sheng.

Tan Sheng clutched the handkerchief wrapped in black plums tightly, gently pressed it to his chest, squinted his eyes and exhaled a long breath of relief.

Zhao Xian... Still missing Miss Bai Jiu...

It's not fear, it's not guilt, it's nostalgia.

Great, at least Zhao Xian and Miss Bai Jiu's deaths have nothing to do with it.

Dong Wuyuan said

Do you want to apply for a moderator?Help A-Yuan catch insects~Add refinement~Delete posts~