Leng Qing carefully checked the two bags she brought out from the Prince's Mansion from the inside out, and made sure that there were a lot of clothes and jewelry in the baggage, especially after each piece of jewelry was fine, Leng Qing was relieved. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After packing the two bags again and stuffing them into the double-door wardrobe in the corner of the room, Leng Qing asked Lu Xueyue to take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Leng Qing didn't forget what Liang Shengxiao told her yesterday when she said that she was going to move out of the Prince's Mansion and didn't let Liang Shengxiao send her, so that after she arrived at the Zhu Mansion today, she should remember the agreement to send someone to Liang Shengxiao to send a letter of peace.

And after Lu Xueyue took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, without Leng Qing's instructions, Lu Xueyue put one by one on the round table in the room, and then added water to the inkstone with her hands and feet, and grinded the ink strips into ink. At the end, Lu Xueyue respectfully handed the brand-new sheep to Leng Qing and then stepped aside.

Leng Qing took the pen and sat down at the round table, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote a short six words on the eight-line raft spread out on the table: It's here, it's okay, don't read it. The inscription at the end is a cursive "Xin" character.

When the last stroke fell, Leng Qing put down the sheep's hair in her hand, picked up the eight-line raft, carefully dried the ink on the raft paper, and then carefully folded the raft paper and handed it to Lu Xueyue, who was standing aside with her eyebrows lowered. At the same time, Leng Qing said to Lu Xueyue in a light tone: "Later, you can find someone to send this raft of paper to the Prince's Mansion and tell the guards guarding the door of the Prince's Mansion that this is a letter from the pianist Leng Xin to the Crown Princess to report his safety." ”

The reason why it is said to be for Cheng Yiying is because Cheng Yiying and Leng Qing are both women, and in this world with a feudal dynasty, women send things to each other, and they generally do not cause any criticism. But if unmarried men and women send things to each other, then the matter can be big or small, and it will end up with a reputation for private teaching.

Although Leng Qing is not in the eyes of unexpected people, she is not willing to bear the stigma for nothing. What's more, Liang Shengxiao is now living in the Prince's Mansion, whether this letter is for Liang Shengxiao or for Cheng Yiying, there is actually no big difference, anyway, Liang Shengxiao will know the content of the letter in the end.

On the other hand, Lu Xueyue did not have any doubts about Leng Qing's orders, and responded respectfully: "Yes, young lady." At the same time, he reached out and took the neatly folded eight-line raft that Leng Qing handed her.

When Lu Xueyue put the neatly folded eight-line raft into her sleeve pocket, Leng Qing, who was still sitting at the round table, suddenly opened her mouth again: "By the way, is there a tablet in the house dedicated to the second aunt?"

Lu Xueyue was stunned when she heard this, and reacted for a while before she asked rhetorically: "The young lady is talking about the late Mrs. Liu, right?"

Raising her eyebrows and looking at Lu Xueyue, who looked stupid and stupid, Leng Qing spit out two words lightly: "Madam?" Wasn't Liu Ruyun Zhu Hui's aunt before her death? When did she become Mrs.

At that moment, Lu Xueyue pursed her lips and smiled, and even her tone of voice was filled with a smile: "Yes, the master has promoted Mrs. Liu to the position of Mrs. Liu, from the position of aunt to the position of lady!"

“…… Everyone has already gone, is there any difference between mentioning this person or not?" Regarding Lu Xueyue's smiling explanation, Leng Qing, who was sitting at the round table, was silent for a few seconds before saying so silently.

Clinker, Leng Qing finished speaking, and Lu Xueyue, who was standing on the side, corrected with a straight face: "Young lady, this is to blame the master! If the master does not put Mrs. Liu's seat up, according to the rules of the Zhu family, Mrs. Liu's tablet cannot enter the ancestral hall to enjoy the offering." The master did this so that Mrs. Liu's tablet could rightfully enter the Zhu ancestral hall!"

Lu Xueyue said it seriously, but Leng Qing didn't care about the reason why Lu Xueyue said that Zhu Zimo did this, Leng Qing just wanted to know: "So, Liu ...... Madame's tablet is in the Zhu ancestral hall?"

"Hmm. The answer to Leng Qing was Lu Xueyue's affirmative response when she nodded.

So, Leng Qing stood up, and while walking in the direction of the wide open door, she instructed Lu Xueyue: "Take me to the Zhu ancestral hall." Although she and Liu Ruyun have only known each other for a few days, Liu Ruyun has really treated her well, and now that she is back, she must go to see Liu Ruyun to be worthy of her conscience.

At that time, seeing Leng Qing walking outside the house, Lu Xueyue immediately took small steps to keep up with Leng Qing, and did not directly agree to Leng Qing's orders, but asked Leng Qing with a little speculation: "Young lady, are you going to incense Mrs. Liu?"

The answer to Lu Xueyue was Leng Qing, who had already walked to the door of the room, nodded and responded lightly: "Hmm." ”

Seeing that Leng Qing was really going to give Liu Ruyun incense, Lu Xueyue immediately strode to Leng Qing's side, and reminded with embarrassment: "But the key to the ancestral hall is in the master's hand, and the master asked the slave maid to come over to serve the young lady and then left the house......"

When Leng Qing heard this, her steps stopped instantly, and then, she heard Leng Qing say lightly: "Then wait for Zhu Zimo to come back." With that, Leng Qing decisively turned around and walked back.

Lu Xueyue naturally followed Leng Qing and walked back, and at the same time, Lu Xueyue also responded respectfully: "Okay, young lady." ”

At this moment, Leng Qing, who stepped into the door of the room, suddenly stopped, turned around slowly to look at Lu Xueyue who was following her, and said with a rather indifferent expression: "Don't call me 'young lady' in the future, just call me Miss Leng." ”

At that moment, Lu Xueyue, who stopped her steps dangerously and dangerously so that she didn't bump into Leng Qing, who suddenly stopped, looked at Leng Qing with a stunned expression, and asked in a daze, "Why is this?"

Leng Qing didn't answer Lu Xueyue's question, only squinted at Lu Xueyue, and spit out lightly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, Zhu Zimo didn't teach you?"

So, Lu Xueyue knelt on the ground with a "poof" again, and said in a slightly anxious tone: "The young lady is angry, the slave knows that she is wrong!"

Looking down at Lu Xueyue, who knelt down towards her again without saying a word, Leng Qing resisted the urge to look up to the sky and sigh, and said to Lu Xueyue very helplessly: "I said that you should not call me 'young lady', and also, don't kneel on the ground without moving, I'm not angry." Seeing that Lu Xueyue was still kneeling stupidly, Leng Qing could only add helplessly: "You get up." ”

"Yes, less...... Miss Leng ......" Lu Xueyue crept to her feet while responding cautiously.

When Lu Xueyue stood up straight, Leng Qing simply waved her hand and ordered, "You go and deliver the letter!"

So, Lu Xueyue respectfully accepted the order and left the Nuanxiang Pavilion to find someone to deliver the letter. And Leng Qing closed the door after Lu Xueyue left, and returned to the house to catch up on sleep.

I got up early this morning, and then there was a bump in the carriage, Leng Qing really felt tired and sleepy......

After talking about Leng Qing's side, let's talk about Zhu Zimo's side-

After Zhu Zimo took the bowl of blood that Leng Qing put out of the Zhu Mansion, he got into the carriage that had been prepared outside the gate of the mansion and went straight to the Crepe Pharmacy located on South Street in the West District.

At this moment, the street in front of the open door of the crepe pharmacy is filled with all kinds of pedestrians coming and going, as well as vendors selling all kinds of goods. I don't know which family of children chased each other between the crowds on the street, and the laughter was endless, a peaceful and prosperous scene.

On this prosperous street, the carriage with the Zhu Fu logo slowly approached from a distance, although the carriage was not fast, the pedestrians on the street still avoided it, and the carriage stopped in front of the crepe pharmacy.

As the curtain of the carriage door was lifted by the accompanying coachman, Zhu Zimo, who was wearing a dark green brocade robe, walked out of the carriage with a square vermilion lacquer brocade box with one hand.

After getting out of the carriage, the first thing Zhu Zimo did was to order the accompanying coachman to drive the carriage to a remote place, and then drive the carriage out when he came out of the crepe pharmacy. After such an order, Zhu Zimo turned around and stepped on the low two-story staircase in front of the crepe pharmacy, and stepped over the old and somewhat dilapidated brown threshold.

The area of the crepe pharmacy is not very large, only six or seven meters long and four or five meters wide, and in the pharmacy, except for the one on the wall on the right side of the door, there is only one doorway, and a green cloth curtain hangs on the doorway, and there are medicine cabinets as high and wide as the wall on the left side of the door and under the two walls facing the door.

In front of the medicine cabinet facing the door, there is a counter about two meters long and half a meter wide, on which is placed a small copper rod specially used to weigh medicinal materials, as well as the four treasures of the study room used to write prescriptions and some gray paper used to wrap medicinal materials.

There is a strong smell of Chinese herbs in the whole pharmacy, which does not smell very good, but it does not stimulate people's sense of smell.

In the past, when Mu Ziru never returned home, Zhu Zimo would occasionally come to this crepe pharmacy, and later after Mu Ziru returned home, Zhu Zimo came to the crepe pharmacy more often, and he was already familiar with the people in the pharmacy.

Therefore, when Ah Ming, the young man standing behind the counter in the pharmacy, saw Zhu Zimo coming into the pharmacy, Ah Ming immediately smiled at Zhu Zimo and said, "Zhu Gongzi, you are here to find Young Master Mu, right? Young Master said early this morning that Zhu Gongzi would come, and he was waiting for Gongzi in the backyard early in the morning, so go directly!"

Zhu Zimo didn't say anything to the young man Ah Ming's greeting with a smile, only nodded, walked to the doorway under the wall on the right side of the entrance door in the pharmacy, picked up the green cloth curtain hanging from the doorway and entered the backyard of the crepe pharmacy.

Entering the backyard of the crepe pharmacy, Zhu Zimo saw at a glance that there were five or six wooden shelves in the not spacious courtyard, and on top of the wooden shelves were bamboo cattails with a diameter of about half a meter long, on which different varieties of Chinese herbal medicine were dried.

In the center of the courtyard is a boxy black coffee table, on which are placed a mud-colored teapot and several mud-colored teacups upside down in the tea tray, and two black low stools are placed opposite each other on both sides of the coffee table. Maybe it's been used for a long time, and the colors are a little mottled.

And Mu Ziru, who was wearing a dark cyan narrow-sleeved robe, was sitting on a low stool next to the black coffee table, holding a mud-colored teacup, and looked at Zhu Zimo with a smile.

When Zhu Zimo came closer, Mu Ziru lazily raised the mud-colored teacup in his hand, and asked Zhu Zimo with a particularly wicked smile: "My father's homemade licorice tea, do you want a cup?"

At this time, Zhu Zimo, who was holding a square vermilion lacquer brocade box in his right hand, glanced at the teacup that Mu Ziru held up in front of him, and then Zhu Zimo shook his head at Mu Ziru and said, "No need, I'm not used to drinking medicinal tea." ”

was rejected by Zhu Zimo, although Mu Ziru was not annoyed, he also sneered with dissatisfaction: "Cut...... Problem!" After saying that, Mu Ziru withdrew his outstretched hand, tilted his head, and drank the licorice tea in the teacup.

Zhu Zimo, who was standing opposite Mu Ziru with a long body, ignored Mu Ziru's sneer at all, and only silently looked around the small courtyard, which was not very spacious, as if he was looking for something. At the end, I saw Zhu Zimo re-focus his gaze on Mu Ziru's face sitting on the low stool next to the black coffee table, and asked, "Your father is not at home?"

"I went to the clinic early in the morning. What answered Zhu Zimo was Mu Ziru's casual words.

After getting Mu Ziru's answer, Zhu Zimo immediately nodded and said, "That's right, I brought what you wanted, go into the house." With that, Zhu Zimo shifted his gaze to the square vermilion lacquer brocade box he was holding in his right hand.

With Zhu Zimo's silent movements, Mu Ziru also fell on the square vermilion lacquer brocade box held by Zhu Zimo on his right hand.

In fact, as early as when Zhu Zimo stepped into this backyard, Mu Ziru had already noticed the square vermilion lacquer brocade box held by Zhu Zimo on his right hand. And, at the first glance of the square vermilion lacquer brocade box, Mu Ziru had already guessed what the contents of the brocade box were, but at this moment, Mu Ziru still pretended not to know and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

Regarding Mu Ziru's knowingly questioning approach, Zhu Zimo was not annoyed, and replied lightly: "I took the good things I said yesterday, let's go into the house and say." ”

As Zhu Zimo's voice fell, Mu Ziru immediately stood up neatly, and at the same time nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, let's go into the house, let's go into the house!!" After that, Mu Ziru turned around and walked towards the independent room surrounded by green bamboo in the corner of the courtyard.

At this moment, looking at Mu Ziru's excited appearance, Zhu Zimo couldn't help frowning. But after all, Zhu Zimo had no other way than to shake his head and sigh.

After living for more than 20 years, Zhu Zimo has long understood a truth - some words, if others can listen to them, they can listen to them only once, and they can take them to heart, if they don't want to listen, no matter how much they say, it is meaningless......

So, after sighing, Zhu Zimo raised his feet and followed Mu Ziru who was walking in front.

After entering Mu Ziru's bedroom, Zhu Zimo carefully placed the square vermilion lacquer brocade box in his right hand on the tea table in the center of the room, and then, Zhu Zimo turned his head slightly and looked at Mu Ziru, who was standing beside him and had been staring at the square vermilion lacquer brocade box like a wolf......