The admonition of thunder and rain is self-evident from the words that Fang Cai overheard, Qian Weizhen seems to be red-faced, with nowhere to put an old face, but his heart is like eating a piece of hot tofu on a cold day, and his whole body is full of properness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qian Weizhen retired from the imperial study, and when he left, Xuan Shuang sent him out of the door and gave him a secretive smile.

Under the cover of the wide robe and big sleeves, Qian Weizhen cleverly stuffed a big red seal into Xuan Shuang's hand, and still asked him to pay attention to it.

Overheard Emperor Chongming's golden words, Qian Weizhen naturally thought that he was safe. At the same time as the Mid-Autumn Festival, the second son, who served in the Jingzhou area, returned to Beijing to report on his work, brought his family members with him, and the family had a reunion festival.

It was the double happiness that came to the door, and the family banquet in the Qian Mansion was naturally a little more extravagant than in previous years. But I didn't know that the fire was cooking oil, and it was the time when it was gradually going downhill.

Qian Weizhen wanted to wash his hands and withdraw as soon as possible, but he no longer had this capital.

In these years, there is too much money and food to fill his pockets, and he dares to stretch his hand directly into the army, since Emperor Chongming wants to attack the Jiangyin Gang, how can he tolerate the favorable backing of the Jiangyin Gang in Beijing.

As the head of the four secret guards left by the first emperor, how could it be that Qian Weizhen could disagree with a few small sums of money? The so-called side hall waiting for inquiries from the imperial study was nothing more than Xuan Shuang's delaying tactics by Emperor Chongming and Chen Rujun. asked Qian Weizhen, who is the leader of the Jiangyin Gang, to let down his guard, so that he can better catch them all.

Qian Weizhen thought he had a plan, looking at the stars outside, and chatting with his wife about the bright future of the children in the family while he was drinking, he was full of ambition.

The festive season is coming, but the palace of King An is deserted.

Chu Zhaohui sees the moon and thinks about people in mid-autumn every year, although her husband was not by her side in the past, he was with her at this time. This year, seeing that the moon is full again, the west building is full, but she is the only one who stands tall, and no one whispers softly in her ear: Sijun is like a full moon, and the night is light.

It has been less than a year since Su Rui's death, and Concubine Du's five or seven eyes are coming, how can there be a little bit of festive atmosphere?

Chu Zhaohui was not in the mood to put on the lights, but he was also afraid that the people would be sad, so he only told Xin Mei to double the reward according to the rules of previous years, and then add new clothes for everyone in season, and also go to the bad luck in the house.

Concubine Xin bowed down and agreed, took the pair of cards in the house, and took Chu Zhaohui's note, went to find Mingzhu to receive the silver, and instructed the girls to open the warehouse to prepare new clothes.

Some time ago, there was a lot of deficit in the house, and Chu Zhaohui gambled on the hole in the account with his private house. Now that Su Duhan has less money there, and he has collected the rent of a few shops before the festival, this Mid-Autumn Festival is quite generous.

Now that Mingzhu has become the god of wealth in the house, Concubine Xin is so happy that she doesn't have to pick up this heavy burden, and she doesn't need to deal directly with Su Duhan.

But he went out according to the amount of money, and on the fourteenth night he gave the full reward, so that the people below might rejoice.

The little maids were rewarded with a crab-blue new clothes and shoes with bean-green shoulders, and the maids were light green jackets with light green and silver pinching vests.

Although there is no color in the house, there is still a festive atmosphere. Concubine Xin instructed everyone to change into new clothes tomorrow, and also ordered to make more moon cakes in the kitchen, and each person divided two pieces. He also opened the door of the back garden, lit some water lanterns, and allowed the maids to worship the moon tomorrow evening.

The silver of the white flowers is moving. In an instant, the house was also full of laughter and fragrance.

The places next to it were all delivered by Concubine Xin herself. Only on the Canglang Xuan side, this reward is to call Ugin to come and collect it. Now, if there is no Chu Zhaohui to take the lead, Concubine Xin will not step on the muddy gold path in the garden.

Although no one looked down, Concubine Xin deeply understood that she was also confused that day, and was stupid by the so-called smallpox.

Since Emperor Chongming ascended the throne, how could he have heard of smallpox in this imperial city?

Some words are more reassuring to rot in your own stomach than to say them.

Concubine Xin made up her mind, and just wanted a corner of peace and a good eye for the head of the palace. She now eats and lives in the same courtyard with Chu Zhaohui, almost inseparable. The top and bottom points are clear, and he serves the master's mother wholeheartedly, and he has gained an excellent reputation up and down the house.

Chu Zhaohui's mother and son went through a fierce conflict earlier, which ended with Su Duhan's sudden high fever, and now they are safe.

Su Duhan came to the main courtyard to say goodbye in the morning and evening, and most of the time he would accompany his mother to have breakfast.

The three of them sat down, and Concubine Xin became even more cautious. She carefully took out the freshly steamed egg custard for Chu Zhaohui, remembered her preferences, added a spoonful of broth, half a spoonful of chili oil, and a drop of flavored oyster sauce, and respectfully served it to the master's mother.

The corner of her eye occasionally collided with Su Duhan's gaze, and Concubine Xin always lowered her head and smiled restrainedly, pretending to be the concubine in her house, and not saying a word that should not be said.

Su Duhan's eyes are clear and deep, the young man with a long body and jade body prefers moon-white brocade clothes, and the starry eyes as black as obsidian are bright, and the whole person is like a Zhilan jade tree, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows is more and more similar to Su Rui.

Concubine Xin added soup, and Su Duhan arranged for Chu Zhaohui in a filial manner, and then put a steamed dumpling with vegetarian three fresh on the bone china magnolia dish in front of her mother, and presented it respectfully.

The graceful demeanor and handsome demeanor are outstanding, and the graceful behavior of such a wind god does not know how many little maids in the house have attracted the eyes, and there is a deep admiration buried in my heart.

It seems that everything is back to the past, and it is still a good time for mothers and children to be filial.

The calm and calm on his face looked at Chu Zhaohui's eyes, but it added to the emptiness. The more stagnant the water is like no waves, the more I don't know when the opening will tear up, causing another surging of the wind.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and there are three masters in King An's mansion, and they are all wary of each other.

Concubine Xin often accompanied the mother and son to dine, and she was not as unfamiliar with Su Duhan as before, and she would follow Chu Zhaohui's words to say a few words to him.

There was a glint in the eyes of the dignified young man, and there was more courtesy that was rare to her in the past, seemingly quiet and low-key, but Concubine Xin knew that this was a little beast that had been dormant for a long time.

The gentleness on his face is just a fig leaf, and he doesn't know when his beastly hair will show his true face of sharp teeth. The more such people are, the more they need to be prepared.

Concubine Xin always avoided being alone with Su Duhan and even the entire Canglang Xuan, and accompanied Chu Zhaohui to spend the fourteenth night of dinner, and took care of the dresses for the two of them to enter the palace tomorrow.

Su Duhan finished dinner, but did not rush to the main room to say hello, but walked through Canglang Xuan to the Yu Garden, looking at those pine and green trees for a long time.