The autumn wind blows down a yellow flower. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mrs. Zhen stood next to the chrysanthemum garden in the backyard, silently took care of the fallen flowers with a flower hoe, put them into silk sacs, and buried them in the incense mound that had been dug a long time ago.

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before, is about a true portrayal of her at the moment.

The slightly emaciated cheeks are almost transparent, the chin is pointed like jade, and the eyes are more and more bright and deep like water.

Her heart was no longer as calm and relaxed as before, and Mrs. Zhen's disappointment in Qian Weizhen became more and more serious. She pondered for a long time, handed the hoe to the girl who was circulating on the side, and returned to the room to write a letter again, still using Sanqiu's anxious codeword, hoping that Qian Weizhen would solve her urgent need as soon as possible.

This letter is just a temptation, Mrs. Zhen has already broken off the idea of Qian Weizhen's emergency in her heart, but she still has a trace of reluctance, and she can't throw away the friendship that was as light as water in the past.

Regardless of the sticky family's shot, it is very different from Qian Weizhen's previous caution, and Mrs. Zhen has long been surprised in her heart, this is not Qian Weizhen's handiwork.

Seeing that there was not much cash left from the sticky family, there was still an endless stream of people who came to exchange the silver. Mrs. Zhen issued an order to go down, and all the silver of the dignitaries and nobles would no longer be paid, and the financial resources should be concentrated to exchange the people's hard-earned money.

When these words came out, the market burst into cheers. Those people led by Yangzhou Junjun Shou, hindering Qian Weizhen's face, did not dare to come to the door openly, but the order was much smoother than before.

Mrs. Zhen waited patiently, but no news came from Jingshi for a few days. Sanqiu's anxious secret letter was indeed as he expected, and once again sank into the sea.

From the initial prevarication and perfunctory, to today's ignorance, after careful consideration, Mrs. Zhen expected early that she must be Qian Weizhen's abandoned son, but she did not expect that he would be ruthless and cut off the past love.

Mrs. Zhen silently combed her makeup in the mirror, looked at the plain makeup that was still as bright as a peach and plum in the diamond mirror, a few wisps of sigh flashed in her heart, and sighed that her life was more pitiful than the duckweed in the pond and the autumn yellow flowers, and shed a few strings of tears.

I'd rather die with the incense than dance with the fallen leaves and the west wind. Mrs. Zhen looked at herself in the mirror, seriously thinking about how to go step by step in the future.

In the Duobao Pavilion in the inner room, there was a cabinet with a lock, and Mrs. Zhen withdrew from everyone, opened the lock alone, and took out boxes of camphor wood, all of which rested on the big kang near the window.

The boxes were opened one by one, and the jewels suddenly filled the whole house. Mrs. Zhen's gentle and obsessive gaze swept over the boxes that were piled up, and she bent down to pick up a string of imperial jade tower chains with her slender fingers, rubbing them quietly, feeling the wetness and delicacy of the jade, and letting out an inaudible sigh.

Putting aside the tower chain, Mrs. Zhen picked up a pair of old green jade bracelets, gently caged them on her wrists, feeling the graceful patterns on them, as well as the cold and refreshing clarity, and she was reluctant to put it down for a long time.

The three-foot red coral tree, which is as bright as blood, the turquoise ornaments without a trace of flaws, the Buddha's hand of the whole jade, and the beautifully carved Nanhong Guanyin Bodhisattva, are looking at her with compassion.

Your life's savings are all here. I always thought that the life that was washed white many years ago would usher in the second half of the life of longevity and prosperity, but it turned out that I never walked out of the initial shadow.

He and Qian Weizhen can't get rid of the relationship between prostitutes and prostitutes after all. Now, it is time to learn from Na Du Shi Niang's angry sinking treasure chest, and she will die a magnificent death, and she will never bear the infamy for others.

In the past, I felt that Qian Weizhen treated him differently from those benefactors, and there may have been some true feelings between the two. Mrs. Zhen is willing to be used by him. The shopkeeper who has shared the bed for three years and Huitong for seven years has accompanied him through many ups and downs, but in the end he ended up like this.

Mrs. Zhen was filled with righteous indignation, but she didn't know that Qian Weizhen's life was already difficult.

sent Qian Gui away, Qian Weizhen put his mind down for the time being. He also ordered someone to pick up his second daughter-in-law and grandson from Hangzhou, and quietly folded to Dali. He looked at the time and went to the alley again, looking at the dazzling jewels in the secret room.

Now that the missions of both countries have settled in the imperial city, the already tight security has been added to the layer. The forbidden army and the hidden dragon guard are bright and dark, protecting the imperial city impenetrable.

Whether it is Li Zhifang's eldest son, who is the commander of the prison army, or Xia Yuzhi, the new general of Qianlong Wei, they are all selfless with a face, and they are by no means people who can speak to him.

Without Huitong Money to help launder money, there is no way to transport it out, and more gold, silver and jewelry have become ornaments.

Qian Weizhen stayed awake all night, thinking about finding another way to transport things out of the imperial city first. After thinking about it, except for the road of cooperation with Su Guangfu, the rest are all dead ends.

In recent days, the court has been strange, and he has always been unable to see clearly.

I thought that the Mid-Autumn Festival in August was peaceful and prosperous, but as soon as the festival ended, Emperor Chongming tossed out the old things. This time, it was clear that the wind was calm, and everyone put their minds on the crown prince's canonization ceremony, but suddenly the wind direction changed, and the storm followed the shower, directly making up for the liquidation of the household.

The envoys of the two countries were in Beijing, and Emperor Chongming did not hide the fact that the court was greedy for ink, but immediately adopted the power of thunder. However, in the past three or two days, the wind of liquidation between the DPRK and China has become more and more intense, and the supplies of the border cities over the years have been found from the military salaries of Huguang and Guangxi in the past three years.

In the name of Su Rui, the military salary is more than that of Huguang and Guangzhou, although it cannot be verified, Li Zhifang and General You He checked the records of the past years, and a clear account book was presented on the desk of Emperor Chongming.

Long Yan was furious, and the big Lou Zi of the household department poked out, and Qian Weizhen couldn't cover it anymore.

It is still not to the point of tension, especially Qian Jue is still on standby in Beijing, and Qian Weizhen has to make more plans for the days to come.

In desperation, he threw out his proud protégé, and Wei Zhao, who is currently in the household department, was used as a scapegoat, and took all the crimes, but he couldn't recover one or two stolen silver.

Wei Zhao and Qian Weizhen were in the same boat, knowing too many secrets, and he knew that sooner or later he would be a capital crime. This time, Qian Weizhen threw him out, and he didn't feel too much surprise.

He had already left a way back for himself, and he never took his parents into Beijing, but fostered a pair of children in the home of his parents who lived far away in Sichuan.

This time he knew that Qian Weizhen was willing to protect his handsomeness, Wei Zhao knew that the death penalty was inevitable, looking at his former teacher, there was only one request, he burst into tears, and knelt on the ground with Qian Weizhen's robe sleeve: "The student can have today, all thanks to the teacher, if you can help the teacher through the difficulties with your own body, you really have no regrets." I just ask the teacher to look at the thin face of the past, take care of the students' old father and mother, and a pair of young sons are well. ”

Giving up the proud protégé, Qian Weizhen was already in pain like cutting flesh. Wei Zhao's small request is that if he doesn't take the initiative, Qian Weizhen will also take the initiative to arrange a way back for him. Seeing that the protégé was affectionate, he even agreed.