The night rain knocked on the window strings, and the sound became more and more deafening. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If the girl's proposal was placed in the past, Qian Zhuo would naturally accept it, and not suffer the pain of the cold and rain, and the inconvenience of coming and going.

This time it was obviously different from the past, Qian Gui bit her lip lightly, and said sharply: "No", she had already lifted the quilt and stroked herself to get the brocade clothes on the smoker cage.

He turned his head and instructed Biwu: "Speaking with Ah Cheng, I didn't stop, I changed my clothes and went to see my father, you hurry up and dress up for me." ”

Qian Gui is naturally Bingxue smart, and she is still a little worried in her eagerness, and she doesn't know what is the big thing, which is worth her father's urgent call on the rainy night of the second watch?

Braided the long hair that was scattered and braided, Qian Gui changed into a lush golden jacket, put on a half-worn bean paste green makeup cloak, ordered someone to light the lantern, and held an umbrella, and then took Tsing Yi's hand to Qian Weizhen's front yard.

The path paved with hexagonal stones has long been beaten into a wet patch, and Qian Gui's brocade embroidered shoes are wet with water, and a moon-white peony flower on the upper of the shoe is wet into a water stain.

The discomfort on his feet couldn't withstand the anxiety in his heart, and Qian Gui didn't seem to be aware of it, still hurriedly stepping on the splash on the road and walking outside.

Biwu chased to the door, only to lean down and put on clogs for Qian Gui. She thought about it, and hurriedly went back to the room to get a pair of smoky red embroidered shoes, and hurriedly chased Qian Gui's footsteps.

Ah Cheng was summoned and has been waiting in front of the door of the hanging flowers. Seeing that Qian Gui was only a pillar of incense, he showed up, and greeted him from afar, took the lantern in the girl's hand diligently, and said respectfully: "The road is slippery on a rainy day, so be careful under the soles of the feet." ”

Qian Gui nodded in agreement, and ordered: "Don't tell Daddy to wait for a long time, let's go quickly." ”

One after the other entered the outer courtyard of Qian Weizhen's study, and saw a lamp like a bean from a distance, stretching Qian Weizhen's slightly thinner silhouette than usual on the pale cyan window screen, adding a bit of gloomy appearance.

While sitting and waiting, Qian Weizhen was not idle, and his mind was like a scene on the stage, all of which were the appearance of his daughter from childhood to adulthood.

The youngest daughter is the smartest, knowing that now that the Qian Mansion is in turmoil, she will come over even if she is so late at night. The rainy night was silent, without the chatter of his wife in his ears, the father and daughter were more and more able to talk quietly, and they didn't know if there would be this opportunity in the future.

From Qian Zhuo, Qian Weizhen remembered Su Guangfu and Su Duhan again.

The major events they have been plotting for generations are like a mirror, and they are really too difficult. Because of this, Qian Weizhen gave convenience to the Su family on the one hand, and on the other hand, he did not tear his face with Emperor Chongming, and kept stepping on two boats.

Su Duhan is so ambitious that he is not similar to his father, is it worth risking his entire life to become a king or defeat in such a rebellious event?

But time is not waiting, Qian Weizhen does not bet on this vote now, so he can only clearly ask Emperor Chongming to clean up, and the glory of the two generations of the Qian family will end in his hands, which is unwilling.

Seeing that Qian Gui came in to ask for peace, and there was still some wet rain on his body, Qian Wei really felt sorry and ordered someone to quickly bring hot water and Miss Hou to freshen up.

Qian Gui waved her hand, only took the handkerchief in the girl's hand and wiped the rain on her hair, then pulled everyone back and sat down safely.

Qian Weizhen thought about the lie that he had made up a long time ago, and said to his daughter in a friendly manner: "Ah Gui, my father has a friend in Kangnan, and he is fifty years old this year. The previous trustee handed over the letter and wanted to catch up with his father. ”

Qian Gui once had plans to travel the world, but Qian Weizhen has always regarded her as a pearl in her palm, so she naturally refused to let her travel easily. When he was seventeen years old, except for the entertainment on the scene, Qian Gui was just a few acquaintances with a few little sisters who went out to the suburbs, and never went out of the scope of the Gusu Imperial City.

Smell the green water of Kangnan, there is not only the majesty of the rooftop, but also the magnificent blue waves, and the smoke willow Gusu is another kind of style. Qian Gui's eyes lit up, thinking that if his father made the trip, he would definitely beg to be by his side, so that he could take a look at the great rivers and mountains in the two countries.

Thinking about his father's identity again, Qian Gui's eyes darkened again. Qian Weizhen is a big man, and he can't go out of Beijing without an edict, let alone go to Kangnan.

Twisting the silk handkerchief embroidered with Yutang's wealth in his hand, Qian Gui sighed a little lost, with some regrets: "My father has official business, so naturally he can't make the trip." ”

"Exactly", Qian Weizhen also sighed, and looked at Qian Gui with blazing eyes: "Not only can't my father go out of Beijing, but neither can your two brothers." But my father doesn't want to be rude, would you like to go and pay homage to this uncle?"

Smelling that he was the only one on the road, Qian Gui's heart trembled when he heard it. The joy of the long journey is intertwined with the panic that wells up in my heart, and I don't know how to accept it.

Kangnan has a long landscape, and it will take more than half a month on the road, Qian Gui counted his fingers, and when he returned to Beijing, he would enter the cold winter.

Even though he was clothed and fed, and someone took care of him all the way, how could his father be willing to let himself wander outside alone for a few months? The thorn in Qian Gui's heart became sharper and sharper, and some of them raised their heads in a hurry, but their eyes were like paint, and they were like cold stars, as if they were about to penetrate people, and they looked at Qian Weizhen's smiling face deeply.

How can any world friends be far away in Kangnan? Qian Weizhen is just a casual excuse.

That is, he is reluctant to give up some of the things he has in his private collection, and wants to use his daughter to travel, and take another batch out by the way. More importantly, Qian Weizhen wants her daughter, like her daughter-in-law and grandchildren, to stay away from the whirlpool in Beijing.

If Su Duhan succeeds, according to his high skills from the dragon, he can naturally take them back to Beijing safely and enjoy the life of fine clothes and food again.

If God does not bless Da Zhou, he and his two sons will lose their lives, and as the daughter of a criminal minister, Qian Gui should travel far ahead of time. Since then, she has been incognito, looking for a down-to-earth person to marry, and living the rest of her life with peace of mind.

In the Goolan Teaching Workshop, there has always been a large family daughter who has fallen into decline.

It is Mrs. Na Zhen, it is said that her biological father was the young protector of Gu Zhengnuo, the prince of Kangnan, but because of disobedience to His Royal Highness the prince, the family was convicted of serious crimes. The men were put to death, and the women were made prostitutes. Because Mrs. Zhen was born a stunner and was younger, she was trained as a thin horse in Yangzhou, and she fell into the hands of Qian Weizhen.

Thinking of this, Qian Hao really shuddered. Looking at her daughter's delicate hibiscus face, and then thinking about Mrs. Zhen, who used to have a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, if she wants to draw an equal sign between them, it is simply asking for Qian Weizhen's life.

Seeing her daughter's eyes sparkling, it was clear that she didn't believe what she meant, Qian Wei sighed sincerely.

He still smiled warmly: "That uncle has lived in Dali for a long time, Xiaguan wind, Shangguan flowers, Cangshan snow, Erhai moon, what a beautiful scenery." If you like it, you can stay for more time to see the majesty of Cangshan Mountain, and then go boating in the Erhai Lake under the moon, and you can also take a look at the style of Nanzhao. You go back and think about it first, and we'll discuss it in a few days. ”