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So, she sold the rare book.

She did not sell this rare book elsewhere, but deliberately sold it to a bookstore in Lianyun Town, and it was still sold at a very low price.

These three volumes must have fallen into the hands of others at this time, and Zuo Sikuang's attempt to borrow rare books to approach He Duwei's road has been cut off.

Jiangyang County, Han A County, Han'an Township Hou Mansion, Hanjia County and Fujie County, the intricate relationship between them, Qin Su is now thinking about it, and he also feels a headache.

In short, the Han'an Township Marquis Mansion can't be touched, the He family can't be touched, and the Qin family can't become a pedal for Zuo Sikuang's ascension.

Qin Su was lying on the couch, his hands under the suit were clenched tightly, and his face turned pale.

The Lin family and Qin Yanwan had already gone to the front to cry, and in addition to Ah Li and Jinxiu, only Qin Shifang and Old Lady Wu were left by Qin Su's side.

The two of them sat in front of the couch, their faces heavy with concern, and exchanged a knowing look from time to time.

Even if there is only one point possible to be tied to the Xue family, they have to try their best. And the key to this thread is this thin black girl lying on the bed with a painful face.

Mrs. Wu's concern at the moment is really from the heart.

She didn't have the luxury of what happened with the Xue family, and she also knew that with Qin Su's shriveled and thin appearance, it would never be possible to get the blue eyes of the Xue family. She only hoped to take this opportunity to send her son-in-law Zuo Sikuang's name to the ears of the Xue family.

With the Xue family's Xuan He, as long as he shows a little interest in Zuo Sikuang, his career will definitely be worry-free. And the Qin family, who helped to lead this line, will also become the object of the Zuo family's gratitude, and in the end, this gratitude will definitely fall on Qin Shifang.

I have to say that this mother and daughter really have the same thoughts, and Qin Shifang is also thinking about this at the moment.

The six mothers of the Qin Mansion had to be sent by the Xue family, so it was reasonable to write a letter and prepare a thank you gift to send it to the Xue family, and solemnly thank you, so that it was not rude.

Qin Shifang even felt that this letter should be written by Zuo Sikuang.

The Qin family is now full of women and children, but this kind of thing needs to be done by a man who can stand up to the matter, Zuo Sikuang is also an official, and it is better than fifteen-year-old Qin Yanzhao.

The mother and daughter's minds were racing, and they had the same calculations, but Jiang Yu came back at this time and brought the doctor in.

The doctor checked the pulse, looked at Qin Su's knees again, and said that "the cold is in the bones", the disease has gradually become a disease, and if you are not careful, it will become a chronic illness in the future. After the consultation, he prescribed a plaster and told him not to get cold this winter, so he went to go.

Old Madam Wu was willing to be close to Qin Su, so she didn't discuss with the Lin family, and directly set Qin Su's residence in the east fence, and instructed Jiang Yu to clean it up immediately, and in the afternoon, Qin Su officially moved in.

The east fence is located in the warmest southeast corner of the house, separated from the Dongxuan Pavilion by a bamboo forest, a bend of clear water, around the stone bridge to the east is the "Dongqing Villa" where Qin Yanwan lives.

When Qin Shifang was not married, she lived in Dongli, and later she got married, but Mrs. Wu still did not allow the Lin family to let others live in, and only used this place as a temporary residence for Qin Shifang when he returned to his parents' home.

Now, this beautiful courtyard is owned by Qin Su, Qin Shifang's attitude towards this matter is even more positive than that of Old Madam Wu, Lin looked at it coldly, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart.

She also likes Dongli very much, and she once begged for Qin Yanwan back then, but Mrs. Wu has always refused to let go. It's good now, but such a place was given to Qin Su, not to mention Qin Yanwan's birth and appearance, even Qin Yanzhen and even Qin Yanrou are all better than Qin Su, I don't know how much, this courtyard is better for anyone than Qin Su.

Lin is really wronged for his daughter.

However, no matter what she thought in her heart, the matter was a foregone conclusion, and she could not change it. In addition, Qin Shizhang's funeral was also very energy-consuming, small funeral, large funeral, relocation, burial, all kinds of matters followed, even if it was taken care of with the Zhong family, the Lin family was also tired of coping, and no matter how much thought he had, he could only press it for the time being.

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When Qin Wang arrived in Qingzhou City, it was the second day after Qin Shizhang's burial.

The winter of the twelfth year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty was unusually cold, and it was snowing in the city of Qingzhou in early October, and the next few days were even more rain and snow, and the next one was endless.

Qin Wang followed behind Dong Liang, the chief steward of the Qin Mansion, and walked in the middle of the road with an umbrella.

Although it was even sunset snow, the snow was so thin that it only accumulated a shallow layer on the roof tiles, carelessly, as if it was smeared indiscriminately.

The wind was so cold that it was bone-chilling, and the light rain was filled with fine snow particles, which "crackled" on the oil-paper umbrellas. The north wind shuttled in the courtyard wall, the wind in the mezzanine was strong and fast, and the umbrella in his hand was swayed by the wind, and Qin Wang almost didn't hold it.

"It's windy. He muttered, glanced at Dong Liang next to him, but saw that the other party did not have an umbrella, only a coarse cloth and cotton green robe, stepping on the clogs step by step steadily, and the waist pole was as straight as a pine and cypress.

Qin Wang was inevitably a little ashamed of himself, and unconsciously straightened his waist

"After the sandwich road, it is Dehui Hall. "Dong Liang's person is just like his name, cool and light, and there is always no emotion in his small eyes.

Qin Wang said with a smile: "Yes, thank you for Steward Dong." ”

Dong Liang didn't make a sound, turned the mezzanine and turned to the left, and the Xuanwu Broad Courtyard of Dehui Hall was already in front of him.

Dehui Hall is the courtyard where Mrs. Tai lives.

Qin Wang rushed to Qingzhou from the Grange to report to Mrs. Tai about several major events that had happened in the Zhuangzi. Originally, he didn't plan to come in person, he just wanted to send one of his subordinates back to the house to report, and it was over. But the Lin clan sent people into Zhuangzi, saying that they were looking for some "rare books", and when they saw that the courtyard was burned like that, and people were burned to death, and the "rare books" were gone, the two young servants left with a pale face.

Qin Wang was a little worried, afraid that what these people would say when they went back would be unfavorable to him.

He knew that the Qin Mansion was now in the hands of the Lin family, and if this matter was taken by the Lin family, he would not have a good time as the head of the village. And more importantly, his daughter Ah Li is now following Qin Su's side, and she can be regarded as living under the nose of the Lin family.

Although his daughter is not valuable, she is also Qin Wang's own flesh and blood, and he always has to take care of it when he can.

It was for these two reasons that Qin Wang returned to the house in person, firstly, to tell Mrs. Ming the details of the matter, and by the way, to see how the young daughter was doing.

At this time, it was almost dusk, the gate of Dehui Hall was closed, the black gate was slashed with drizzle and snow particles, and the north wind swept through the wind under the eaves.

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