"Ask for a pot of hot water. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The guard next to the carriage came over in the rain, handed a piece of broken silver to Dr. Tea, and emphatically said, "Hot water, not hot tea." ”

Dr. Tea was stunned for a moment, took the broken silver and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, wait a minute." ”

Guarding the tea shed next to the official road all the year round, Dr. Tea has long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of nobles, such a request is not excessive, and there were still people who wanted to buy sauce beef at his tea stall before.

Jiang Yuanchao drank tea quietly, and saw the young guard take a pot-bellied white porcelain pot handed by Dr. Tea and turn it back to the carriage, and soon a slender hand stretched out from the window of the carriage and took the white porcelain pot.

The brocade curtains fell, obscuring the scenery inside.

Jiang Yuanchao withdrew his gaze.

The young guard glanced at Jiang Yuanchao with electric eyes, and then stood by the car window and whispered a few words, but because he was blocked by the sound of rain, he couldn't really hear it at all.

Soon the brocade curtain was lifted, a basin of water poured out from within, blending with the heavy rain, and the car started slowly again.

At the end of his eye, he swept to a sign in the inconspicuous part of the carriage, Jiang Yuanchao shook the hand holding the teacup, and guessed the identity of the person in the car.

It turned out to be the famous Ninth Princess, and all of this princess's utensils were marked with irises, and he learned about it from his sister Jiang Shiran a few years ago.

Jiang Shiran is the pearl of his father-in-law's palm, and his father-in-law is the most trusted brother of the saint today, so Jiang Shiran and the ninth princess are handkerchiefs.

Sure enough, around the capital, it is not easy to meet a random person.

Jiang Yuanchao drank the last sip of tea, put down a few copper plates and stepped into the rain curtain.

It seems that he has been away from the capital for too long, and many people and things have become unfamiliar.

In the rain, Jiang Yuanchao thought about it, turned around and walked in the direction he came.

This spring rain is not small, and then it was cloudy for more than ten days, and the day before the Buddha's Birthday, it was finally sunny after the rain.

The plantain in the west courtyard is verdant, stretching its branches and leaves lazily in the wind.

Qiao Zhao put down the pen, got up and paced to the window to rest for a while, turned back and saw that the ink of the Buddhist scriptures on the bookcase was dry, so he ordered Bing Ludao: "Pack these up and send them to the old lady." ”

These days, there is no need to ask for peace, and no one from the eastern and western mansions has come to provoke, and Miss Qiao has a very peaceful life, and she quickly copied a scripture.

"Bh. Binglu looked at the copied scriptures with joy, pursed her lips and smiled, "Girl, the maid dares to say that all the girls in the capital are not as beautiful as yours." This time, your scriptures will definitely be able to enter the eyes of the high monks and be sent to Shuying Temple. ”

"Well, I think so too. Qiao Zhao smiled.

Ice Green opened her mouth.

The girl's confident tone is really surprising and refreshing!

"What do you want?" Qiao Zhao asked.

Binglu came back to his senses, and his eyebrows fluttered: "The servant remembered the past." That year, the girl copied Mr. Qiao's handwriting and gave it to the eldest man of Dongfu as a birthday gift, but the second girl laughed. The eldest girl didn't say anything, but she must be proud in her heart. There are also four girls and six girls, and they all look at the girls' jokes. Now it's okay, the girl has finally practiced now, see who can laugh at the girl!"

"Yes, not anymore. Qiao Zhao sighed with emotion, stretched out his hand and pinched his ice-green face, "Go ahead, there are so many words." ”

Ice Green blinked, and his cheeks flushed.

The girl always has a wrong mouth, and obviously likes her to talk.

The little maid packed up the copied Buddhist scriptures, turned around and ran away.

She hurried to the Green Pine Hall, holding on to the pillar and panting slightly.

Qingyun went out just when she saw it and asked, "Why did Binglu come over?"

There is no impermeable wall in the world, not to mention that there were many people present when the eldest girl and the second girl made trouble with the third girl that day, although the matter about the two girls did not spread outside, but it had already been quietly spread among the people in the house.

Because of this, Qingyun faintly felt that the three girls were not as simple as they had been, and their attitude towards Binglu was more polite.

Binglu didn't understand Qingyun's thoughts, but these days walking in the house obviously felt smoother than before, so she was always in a happy mood, and said with a smile: "Sister Qingyun, our girl has copied the Buddhist scriptures, and I will send them to the old lady." ”

"I see, I'll bring it in for you. ”

Binglu hurriedly shook his head: "I want to present it to the old lady in person." ”

She also wanted to hear how the old lady praised her girl, so that she could tell her about it and make her happy.

Qingyun was a little unhappy when she heard this, but she knew that the girl Binglu had always been a little stunned, and she didn't want to worry about it, so she said, "Then you can come with me." ”

When Bing Lu followed Qingyun in, Mrs. Deng was crooked on the beauty couch, and a little maid with clear eyebrows knelt at her feet and beat her legs.

"The maid has seen the old lady. "In front of the highest-ranking master in Xifu, Binglu is honest.

Old Madam Deng opened her eyes, and when she saw that they were icy green, her eyelids jumped, and she asked with her heart, "What's the matter with the third girl?"

Binglu heard that he was aggrieved for his master.

How can the old lady use "again", her girl obviously never causes trouble, it is all about her!

Binglu held up the box containing the scriptures, and said crisply: "Old lady, my girl has copied the scriptures and ordered the maid to send them, please take a look." ”

Mrs. Deng was quite surprised.

Although she punished the three girls for copying the scriptures behind closed doors, she really didn't expect the girl to do it honestly, especially after the incident of being framed, she didn't think about it, but she didn't expect the three girls to copy it quietly?

The old lady gave Qingyun a look.

Qingyun took the box from Binglu's hand and handed it to the old lady.

"Well, go back and tell the third girl that she did a good job this time, and I'm very happy. ”

No matter how it is copied, the attitude is worth encouraging.

"Don't you take a look, old lady?" asked the icy green-eyed baba.

Qingyun couldn't help but glare at Binglu.

The unruly little hoof dared to talk to the old lady like this!

Seeing the little maid's eagerness, Mrs. Deng couldn't help but laugh, reached out and opened the box to take out the copied scriptures, and flipped through them casually: "I'll see-"

The old lady's words were stuck in her throat, and a pair of eyes that were often half-squinted on weekdays widened, as if she had seen a ghost.

Qingyun was shocked: "Old lady, what's wrong with you?"

Elderly people may be sick because of a certain reason, how can a personal girl like her end up well!

Qingyun glanced at Binglu fiercely, angry and angry: "What did you show the old lady-"

Could it be that the words of the third girl are so ugly that they scare people out of their minds?

Qingyun's eyes fell on the scriptures in Mrs. Deng's hand, and she also lost her voice.

After a while, Mrs. Deng came back to her senses, and looked at Bing Lu's eyes with a rather complicated look: "Bing Lu, are you pretending to be wrong?"

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