After Dong Qinghe saw the level of the cook at Wuhai's house, he took away several food boxes under the urging of Wuhai, and got into the carriage with great satisfaction. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Dong Qinghe was enough to protect himself, and it was almost time to arrive, Wuhai was not worried about letting her go back alone.

There is nothing to do in the carriage, this carriage is used by Wuhai himself, it is very stable, and there is no feeling of bumps. Sit on a comfortable mat, meditate and practice internal strength.

The carriage was halfway there, and suddenly stopped, Dong Qinghe opened his eyes, and the voice of the driver outside came out, "Miss Zhu, there is a fight in front." ”

Pushing open the window, Dong Qinghe poked his head out, and many people in night clothes were fighting in front of him, but no sound came out, only the sound of ice blades handing over and iron soldiers entering the flesh, and one black figure after another fell, with a clean and neat approach, both sides were rare and ruthless.

Seeing that there were more and more people on both sides of the war, and the number of people who fell was also increasing, Dong Qinghe put down the window: "Let's change the route." ”

She is not a saint, she has no interest in meddling in this kind of thing, she will fight if she is willing, as long as she doesn't kill innocents indiscriminately, she can toss whatever she wants.

"Yes. "The man driving the carriage outside controlled the carriage to change its route and drove from another street to Dong Mansion.

Back at the Dong Mansion, Han Zhen only sent someone to ask about her late return, so she didn't care.

Although Wuhai is not usually serious, he is actually very thoughtful and has his own rules, and he will not bring Dong Qinghe around.

The dim sum brought back was divided, one in Han Zhen's Dong Chengshuo's yard, one in Dong Qingdu's yard, and one in Zhu Xiaoju's yard.

Although Dong Qingdu is not at home, the people who stay in his courtyard are all loyal servants, so naturally they will not be forgotten. She has not been at home all these years, and Zhu Xiaoju's good things have not been less than a little bit.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Yi knocked on the door and came in.

"It's clear, it's the people of the Heavenly Shadow Pavilion and the Divine Walk Gate. ”

"Okay, it's fine. ”

Dong Qinghe asked her to rest, but she couldn't sleep at night, the people in the martial arts and the people in the court have never had much entanglement, Taijing City is the imperial city of the Xia Kingdom, how can there be people in the martial arts fighting at night, one was accidentally discovered by the forbidden army patrolling late at night, that is to uproot to exalt.

and today's Jin'an Bo Mansion, since it is Luo Chen who takes the lead, then this case of weapon rebellion has nothing to do with the Luo family?

It may also be a confusing plan, Luo Chen led the troops to raid, and some really important things could be hidden.

Luo Chen, is his heart too deep, or can he really afford Wuhai's praise. Thinking of those eyes, Dong Qinghe frowned, and became even more uneasy, that is not what the eldest son of the Luo family should have.

Next.

"Mother. ”

Dong Qinghe came to have breakfast with Han Zhen early in the morning, and the table was full of all kinds of pastries and porridge.

"Come, come, I don't know what you like to eat right now, so let them make more, come and taste it." ”

Han Zhen smiled like a flower, her daughter has always been a hurdle in her heart, and she always feels that she owes her daughter.

Dong Qinghe only came back from eating last night, and he couldn't eat much, but he couldn't withstand Han Zhen's gentle words, so he ate a glance at red bean porridge, half a plate of tea cake and chrysanthemum pastry, and then gave up.

After withdrawing breakfast, Han Zhen pulled her daughter into the room again, saying that she wanted to dress her up well, put her hair down, combed a high Lingxuan bun again, and inserted two golden hairpins hanging with four or five pearls the size of her thumb, and on the other side was a white jade carved hairpin, a jasper carved hairpin, and finally inserted it with a Qibao comb grate behind the side, and selected a long earring to put on, and then stopped.

"Look at my mother's craft. Han Zhen couldn't stop smiling and looked at Dong Qinghe, such a daughter was like a fairy in the Divine Palace, noble and beautiful, full of fairy energy.

When she was not married, her mother also liked to dress her up, and often her mother's own hair was combed by others, but she was meticulous about her makeup and hair, and she was extremely attentive.

"Mother, this is very good-looking, but who will believe that I am from the rivers and lakes when I go out?" Shaking the Ling Xuan bun on his head, Dong Qinghe put his wooden hairpin on his head against the bronze mirror.

"If you don't go out today, I want to check your piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although the rivers and lakes are happy and enmity, but where can I rest assured, your body is so weak. ”

Han Zhen said the last thing Dong Qinghe wanted to hear when he came back, the corners of her eyebrows twitched, and she suddenly wanted Wuhai to come and argue with her to see the information.

Wandering in the rivers and lakes all day long, her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting attainments can be imagined, and she is still the foundation when she was young at home, and she has not made much progress.

It's okay to bluff others, but her mother has taught her these since she was a child, and it is clear at a glance whether the level has grown or not.

didn't give Dong Qinghe any chance to make any excuses, Han Zhen got up directly and went to the pavilion in the back, Dong Qinghe looked at the sky helplessly, causing Yan Yu to laugh, presumably Dong Qinghe has indeed not become a talented girl over the years.

Han Zhen sat down on a chair, with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in front of her, as well as various musical instruments, such as gonghou, changxiao, pipa, and erhu. There are also vases and flowers, teapots and teacups.

The first thing Dong Qinghe wants to show is all kinds of etiquette. To elders, to peers, to emperors, to officials, all kinds of people are different from each other, even if the same person is different at different times.

The courtesy to the master in the school and the salute to the dinner table are different.

If Dong Qinghe marries into the family of the minister in the future, he will inevitably enter the palace to worship, even if it is an ordinary family, those who go out of their family will also be favored by some ladies with rank.

It's not that Han Zhen doesn't have her daughter and maybe she doesn't have such a good psychological preparation, it's just that for a model of a boudoir like her, her daughter's salute is really full of loopholes.

If a person with a heart wants to find fault, there is evidence everywhere.

Rubbing her brow, she remembered how many years her daughter was doing better than she is now, at least every pose was standard.

In the next piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Han Zhen was even more distressed, not distressed by Dong Qinghe, but distressed by herself.

She was the first talented woman in Taijing City that year, and the level of her only daughter was so unsightly.

This level may be second to none in the rivers and lakes, but among the nobles in Taijing, she is really not ranked.

There are many talented and good-looking women in the family, who have learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, needlework since childhood, and some have to learn political strategy, as well as tea and flower arrangement, each with its own skills.

Even if you don't know everything, you can learn to sing and dance and express yourself.

After playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he tried to divide tea and flower arrangement, and Dong Qinghe's performance got Han Zhen's sentence of "Shang Ke" because this was his own daughter and he was unwilling to fight.

"Qinghe, presumably you can't sing and dance, and you don't know how to work as a female worker. ”

Han Zhen straightened her sleeves, and she couldn't bear to see her daughter's performance.

"I can dance with a sword. ”

Dong Qinghe smiled, not embarrassed at all, she hadn't worked these since she left home.

There is no need for Dong Qinghe to explain Han Zhen also understands what the so-called sword dance is, Dong Qinghe knows a lot of swordsmanship, a set of swordsmanship, and his clothes are fluttering, so he has the state of a fairy.

However, swordsmanship and sword dance are two different things, the sword dance is mainly in the dance, which is soft and steely, and the sword is kneaded into the dance, adding a bit of heroism and more brilliance.

Sword practice is purely to respond to the enemy, and some have the effect of health preservation, but it has nothing to do with the real sword dance.

Even if it's all girls, it's a joke in the eyes of connoisseurs.

"Qinghe, I remember that I have always had letters from you to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. ”

Han Zhen looked at her, thinking about her talented nieces and nieces, and she was really angry.

"Mother, what's wrong with me, obviously I can do anything?"

"You are not bad, you can not be good in any way, compared with those top nobles, which one of you can win the championship?"

Han Zhen smiled bitterly, when she first came to Taijing to get married, she was about to sit in the position of Mrs. Dong in the minds of all Kyoto women, and I don't know how many people were waiting to see her jokes.

As a result, at a banquet, she played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, divided tea and flower arrangement, and suppressed all the nobles of Taijing City in all aspects, and won the title of the first talented woman in Taijing.

It can be said that there are many ladies in Taijing City waiting to see how high her daughter is in terms of talent.

"Not to mention the daughters of the Heluo family, the princesses in the palace, even if there are people in our family who are much better than you, you don't know how to care. ”

"Our family?"

"Qiu Wei, I am very amazed at that child's talent, well-read, well-read, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, much better than your half-jar. ”

Han Zhen looked at her again, as if comparing her with Qiu Wei, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes.

"Mother, isn't there anything else that my daughter has delayed?" Dong Qinghe began to be coquettish, for fear that Han Zhen would detain her at home and face these things all day long.

"You, you know that you are competing with your brother and them, and you don't know the truth of being soft and being able to overcome rigidity. ”

Dong Qinghe shook his head: "Mother, you don't understand, some things, some people, are not a head-to-head contest, and they will regret it for life." ”

Han Zhen sighed, she promised to send her daughter out, and the disease was cured, but she completely changed from a noble girl to a heroine.

Dong Qinghe has the world in her heart and has great ambitions, which she is also proud of and quite honored, her family is not only her father-in-law, husband, and son running for the people, but even her daughter always cares about the people.

But the daughter and Lu have been engaged for a few years, and they haven't even considered the object, so it takes a certain amount of time to see the marriage, and they get engaged after the marriage, and they only get married the next year after the engagement.

When the daughter arrives to get married, I don't know how long it will take, she has already become an old girl, where are there still excellent candidates.

But Dong Qinghe never cared about these words, in her heart, as long as the world is stable and the people live and work in peace and contentment, her own family is never considered.

It's a source of pride and irritation.

Prison.

The king of Qi, Chu Xu, personally examined the prisoners of the Jin'an Bo Mansion.

Hanging on the torture rack was Aunt Shi, the noble concubine of the prince of Jin'an, an unkempt woman, constantly struggling, and covered in blood.

"Let's talk quickly, is Feishi Villa privately casting a batch of weapons? ”

"Smack!" a whip struck, as if it was just a piece of wood, and there was no hesitation at all.

"Actually slandered us, you are going to bend into a trick!"

"In vain our Jin'an Bo Mansion's full loyalty, King Qi, you are deceiving your superiors and subordinates, we want to see the emperor and my husband. ”

Struggling, the woman raised her head and shouted at Chu Xu, thinking loudly with iron chains, constantly fluttering towards Chu Xu, her face was horizontal, and she wanted to eat his flesh raw.

(To be continued.) ）