Chapter 155: East Wind Strike

The east wind pipe blew by itself, swept over the withered cherry blossoms of the trees, rolled up the catkins like snow, and chased the sideburns and clothes of people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a corner gate outside the garden, a white and delicate hand reached out to catch a petal and put it on the side of his nose to sniff lightly.

"Naughty. The young man in sackcloth smiled warmly, stretched out his hand, held a few complete cherry blossoms in his palm, and said in a clear and gentle voice: "I know you like these, this is picked in the water, and it is very clean." ”

The delicate hand took over the flowers, and the beautiful little face was already red with shame, lowered her head, and said, "Thank you Langjun." ”

The young man smiled warmly, took his hands, looked around, and said, "Anyway, what is the news?" ”

When the beautiful girl heard this, she hurriedly carefully put the flowers into the sachet, stroked the corner of the green cloth skirt again, and said softly: "Yes, yes, but it doesn't matter." The girl's daily life is to read, learn calligraphy and draw, and ...... The two girls are going back and forth, the rules and etiquette are very good, and they don't run out much, but they are a little ......"

When she said this, she tilted her head, blinked a pair of moist eyes and thought for a moment, Fang continued: "It's just a little bit unrecognizable." There were a lot of people around her, and although I didn't dare to get too close to her, I could see some of them. But the girl didn't know anything about it. ”

"Oh?" A trace of coldness crossed the Mai boy's warm face, and then it was the usual gentle appearance: "That is the case, you have to find something for me, I have a lot of use." ”

"Yes, what are you looking for?" The beautiful girl raised her face, her moist and bright eyes seemed to be dyed with spring blossoms, and she was full of water.

The young man in sackcloth smiled, leaned down his tall body, leaned into her ear and whispered a few words, the white sleeves and hem of the robe, carrying the unique breath of a young man, covered the green dress and blue skirt.

The girl's face turned redder.

But he was reluctant to avoid it like this, so he had to blush and listen with his eyelashes down.

The warm voice and warm breath hit her ears and eyelashes, making her heart "pound" endlessly.

Unconsciously, the girl closed her eyes slightly, shy and timid, like a flower stained with light dew.

Spring is in full bloom.

seems to be infected by the sprout of this youth, and the east wind of the world is blowing everywhere, making it seem more and more that this spring is as strong as wine, drunk people's hearts......

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On February 18, the news of the loss of Jiangdu County finally reached the Qin Mansion, but it was a few days earlier than Qin Su expected.

The next day was the cold food festival, Qin Su got up at dawn, pushed open the window sash, but saw the grass and leaves in the courtyard falling dew, the flowers and trees were sad, and a fine mist was raised in the air, but it was the spring rain in the world.

After cleaning up a little, Qin Su stepped on the clogs, stepped on the light rain in the sky, went to Donghuaju to ask for peace, and then turned to Dongxuan Pavilion for morning rest.

I don't know if it's an illusion, she always feels that the atmosphere in the east courtyard today is like this spring rainy morning, without the tranquility and silence of the past, but a little more vaguely uneasy.

Everyone sat with Mrs. Wu in Dongxuan Pavilion for a while, and Mrs. Wu got up and said in a solemn voice: "Today's deliberations in the mansion, you can go to Dehui Hall with me." ”

These words came abruptly, but everyone in the audience was not surprised, obviously they had expected it. It seems that the news of the loss of Jiangdu is already a well-known thing.

When the group of people from the East Courtyard came to Dehui Hall, they saw that the curtain was tall in the bright room, the servants under the corridor were standing solemnly, there were several shadows in the bamboo screen, and there was a woman's soft voice.

After the little mustache was passed through, everyone rushed in to ask Mrs. Tai for peace. Qin Su glanced over, but saw that the Yu family was standing beside Mrs. Tai with Qin Yanya, looking at everyone with a smile.

The mother and daughter are dressed in gray and white skirts, and they are dressed in mourning clothes, although their hair is combed in a simple bun and their temples are not decorated, but they are extremely eye-catching, the older is quiet and elegant, and the young are fair-skinned and beautiful.

The people in the west courtyard came later, and after everyone was seated, there was a jagged sound of clogs under the corridor, followed by the voice of the little man, and the old lady Gao and the Zhong family walked in first.

Qin Su raised his eyes to look, but saw that Zhong's face was gloomy, and Old Madam Gao frowned, both of them had a solemn face.

Very different from previous lives.

Qin Su glanced at it and lowered his head again, but he was a little uneasy in his heart.

I don't know if something happened to the West Courtyard again, what she is most worried about now is Qin Yanzhao.

This time, everyone arrived very well, except for Qin Yanduan, who was sick in bed, the rest came, and even the brothers and sisters Qin Yanbai and Qin Yanli, who had been grounded, were also listed.

Dong An is now personally guarding the gate of the city office, waiting to hear the news. As soon as everyone sat down, the Lin family reported to Mrs. Tai first, and there was a panic in his tone.

The Qin family has several tea fields in Guangling County, not far from Jiangdu County, which is under the jurisdiction of the Lin family, and the news of the loss of Jiangdu is reported by the steward who fled from the tea fields.

Mrs. Tai's expression was very calm, she only nodded when she heard the words, and said calmly: "This arrangement is very appropriate, we will wait for the news." ”

"Exactly. Don't panic first, and wait for yourself, and if you can't say it, good news will come. Old Madam Gao put a hand on the table and said slowly.

Old Madam Wu's face was also calm, and she said: "This is very true, let's rest assured first, don't mess with yourself." ”

After all, several old ladies had experienced the catastrophe of Yingchuan that year, and they were not like ordinary women, and they were all very calm at this time.

"That tea field ......" Lin said softly, looked at Zhong on the side, and continued: "...... I am afraid that the tea fields have been destroyed, and now the situation in the house is not as good as in previous years, but it is worrying. ”

Mrs. Tai's expression was indifferent, as if she had not heard it, but Zhong on the side raised a hand, picked up the tea cup on the side of the desk, frowned and took a sip of tea, and there was a little melancholy in her eyes.

Qin Su glanced at it, and his heart moved slightly.

I still remember my previous life, that is, when I was waiting for news in Dehui Hall, the Lin family had been sighing for a long time because of the loss of the tea field, and she was reprimanded by Mrs. Tai for this, saying that she was not as stable as the Zhong family. At that time, Zhong's face was calm, and the lines were not moving, and he was not as worried as he is today.

"It's just a few tea fields, the wife has been in charge of feeding for many years, how can she still be so casual?" Old Madam Gao's cold voice came, making Qin Su immediately come back to his senses.

She turned her eyes to look, but saw that Mrs. Gao put down the teacup with a "grabbing" sound, and said with an extremely impatient face: "Son-in-law, in the future, everything in this mansion will depend on you, as the head of the house, you must not always be frizzy, and everyone will be uneasy." ”

Every word she said was like an ice ballast, and it made people's hearts chill when they heard it.

Lin choked when he heard this, he didn't dare to say anything more, and lowered his head in a muttering voice. (To be continued.) )