Zhong held the pottery cup tightly, his eyes were slightly constricted, and the green tendons on his forehead were beating. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A gust of north wind blew the water from the small bridge of Xihuaju, swept all the way from the eaves to the corridor, the wind was swaying, and the branches of the old peach tree in front of the window were swaying, scraping the green and ink-colored tiles, like whispering quietly, all the way to the faint dark room of the west room.

"Change your clothes and go to Dehui Hall. Zhong put down the teacup and said lightly, and glanced in the direction of the west wing.

Qingsijun's matter is now easy to say.

Indeed, the He family is better than the Xiao family, and if the Qin family can climb it, it may not be able to get benefits.

However, between the Qin family and the He family, there is always an obstacle from the left family.

Zuo Sikuang received the credit from his boss, and Qin Shifang invited him to favor her husband's family, what can the Qin family get? In addition to spending a large amount of money in vain, it is possible to get the name of "having a lot of money to be bullied."

Zhong slowly stepped across the bamboo bridge, slightly furrowed his eyebrows, plain and leisurely, as in the past.

A few bushes of peonies are planted on the side of the bamboo bridge, at this time there is no bright scene when the flowers are in full bloom, haggard branches and leaves, sad flowers, like a beautiful woman's sick appearance, in vain to provoke a little stunned.

Zhong didn't take a few steps before he stopped.

Qin Yanli was wrapped in a thick linen dress, carrying a small mustache in a white dress and a skirt, standing by the bamboo bridge, like looking at flowers, like looking at water, staring at the waves, very much the style of clear water hibiscus.

"Why did you come out? You haven't recovered from the cold, so you'd better go back to the house to recuperate. Zhong's soft voice was like a spring breeze, sweeping away the bleakness and coldness of the courtyard.

"Ali has seen her mother. Qin Yanli seemed to be slightly taken aback, hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and coughed when she got up.

"So I said you weren't well. Zhong sneered softly, and then instructed both sides: "Hold Sanniang steady, don't let her slide into the pool." ”

If you don't look at the coldness that flies in her eyes, just listen to the voice, it is the most gentle advice of a loving mother to care for a woman.

Qin Yanli's slightly lowered eyebrows froze, and before she could speak, people were already surrounded on the left and right, but they were two extremely strong servants, and the two of them came up with four hands together, holding her steadily, and took her away from the waterside very easily.

"Pass on my words, Sanniang's health is not good, you can't go out of the house again, you should protect it tightly. If you want me to see Sanniang standing in this tuyere, everyone will go and get fifty boards by themselves. Zhong said word by word, with no color on his face, but Ah Su and Ah Liu took a small step back at the same time.

"Yes. A neat and dull response sounded in Xihua Ju, Qin Yanli had already been wrapped in the west wing, and then the curtain fell, the door was closed tightly, and even the window was closed without leaking.

Zhong continued to walk out with a calm expression.

Qin Shifang really found a good helper.

If Qin Yanli did something in front of the Zhong family, she would really be able to hold her back for a while.

However, this method is not necessarily clever, it is just an expedient measure.

The Zhong family has a lot of money in the Qin Mansion, and the accounts of several kiln factories are in her hands, even if Mrs. Tai agrees to run a clan school with the He family, the money will come out of the Zhong family.

Zhong rubbed the rough twine on the edge of his sleeve, and his heart was as cold as ice.

This time, she won't let go.

Calculate her son, but also see if he has the ability!

It is true that the Zhong family knew from the bottom of her heart that Mrs. Tai put the big tent in her hands, not because she liked the Zhong family much, let alone favored her Zhong family.

Mrs. Tai still likes Qin Yanzhao and Qin Yanzhi.

They are the sons in law of the Zhong family, and they are also the possible future heads of the Qin family, everything in the Qin family is theirs, if the kiln factory is handed over to the Lin family, Qin Yanzhao or Qin Yan is directly the head of the family, how can they smoothly hold this large amount of money in their hands?

Chung is different. This money is transferred from the mother's hands to her own son, which is a matter of course, and the Zhong family will not do anything to harm his son.

That's why she said that Qin Yanli's method was too stupid.

As long as she doesn't let go, where can the Qin family get the money to help the He family run a clan school?

To run a family school, it has to be beautiful and famous, it is a matter of nearly 10,000 gold, the Qin family is rich, and the entry and exit of this lot of money is also to be thought about.

Zhong's gentle face was cold, as if it was blown through by the cold wind.

Qin Shifang is such a virtuous woman, she can't catch up with the horse, and she doesn't have such an opportunity. However, to be a loving mother, she thinks she is still qualified enough.

At least it's much more qualified than Qin Shifang, a hen that doesn't lay eggs.

There was a smile on Zhong's face again, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

However, when she knocked on the door of Dehui Hall, the coldness in her eyes had dissipated, and the body was swaying with the wind, with an indescribable elegance.

She slowly stepped on the white cross road, with a graceful demeanor and a soft face, just like the smoke and rain like the courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River in Xihuaju, graceful and quiet, and there was no dispute with the world.

Under the corridor of Dehui Hall, there were already servants lighting candles, and the faint yellow soft light stained her face, making her even more soft.

"Why did you come at this time? But something?" Mrs. Tai obviously didn't expect Zhong to come so quickly, and when she beckoned her to sit down, there was still a little surprise in her eyes.

The group in the east courtyard had already left, and there was still a little heat left in the few tea cups that had not been cleaned up.

Zhong sat down elegantly, looking at Mrs. Tai's expression without a trace.

Mrs. Tai looked a little tired, and at this time she was stroking her forehead with her hand, and Concubine Zhou on the side came forward, thoughtfully changed the position of the hidden sac, so that Mrs. Tai leaned more comfortably, and then quietly withdrew from the door, closed the door, and lowered the heavy curtain.

The twilight was getting thicker, and the curtain hung silently, without a hint of wind.

Zhou Yu stood under the porch, looked at the sky outside the high wall for a while, and looked slightly depressed.

It's about to snow.

This kind of weather will always make people's mood extremely depressing.

Her gaze swept indifferently over the main room. The closed curtain is like a quiet lake, without waves, covering all sounds and scenes.

She brushed the hem of her skirt and turned her head to the ear chamber.

The door of the transept was ajar, but the curtain was closed tightly, and it hung unmoving.

Zhou Yu pushed the door in, but saw her grandson Ah Cheng with his hands on his knees, sitting obediently on a small couch in the ear room, straightening his neck to look in this direction, as soon as he saw her enter the house, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Grandmother, how are things?"

Zhou Yu paused slightly, glared at him dissatisfiedly, and scolded: "I told you not to do much, but you didn't listen." ”

Ah Cheng shrunk his neck, lowered his head and whispered, "I want to repay the favor." I'll live one life, and it's all six ......."

"Be quiet!" Zhou Yu immediately stopped him, and walked to the curtain to look out.

Outside the curtain is an empty courtyard, and there are no traces of people in the twilight, except for the lanterns under the corridor that emit a faint light, blending in with the twilight. (To be continued.) )