Oriental Painting Brocade is still very satisfied with the current life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This mountain that belongs to her, the ancient trees are towering, although it is late autumn, it is still full of flowers and full of vitality.

She lay on the hillside full of golden wild chrysanthemums, with her hands behind her head, looking at the white clouds floating in the clear blue sky, feeling the breeze with the fragrance of flowers and trees, taking a deep breath, only feeling relaxed and happy, indescribably happy.

"The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it. ”

Oriental Painting Brocade couldn't help but read the poems happily, and the laughter was like a silver bell, crisp and loud, full of joy.

The ancient society was really good, the air was so fresh, there was no need to work, there was a big farm to live in, there was no worry about eating and drinking, and there were maids to serve. This day is much better than when she worked hard in the workplace for a three-bedroom and two-living house in her previous life!

When you have nothing to do, you can also go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, wild fruits, and wild flowers. This day is much more beautiful than staying up late on the bus!

Cha Xiang couldn't help but sigh: "Girl, you have been kicked out, and the princess's position is about to be snatched away, how can you still be so happy?" ”

The fragrance of tea is jade, and Oriental Painting Brocade has changed her name.

Dongfang Huajin grinned: "Tea fragrance, how many times have I told you, and I took the initiative to ask for harmony." ”

Cha Xiang was very unwilling: "Master, that's what you say, but if the prince is good to you, how can you be forced to make peace?" In the final analysis, it is the prince who is sorry for you, and he has failed you! If you want to say to the slave, you should have asked him for a large sum of money, but such a dilapidated house is too cheap for him! ”

Dongfang Huajin waved his hand unconcernedly: "This result is already good, and it is already an unexpected joy!" ”

Originally, she was mentally prepared to leave the house. However, now there are not only more than 300 acres of land, a three-entry blue brick mansion, and a mountain of thousands of acres. She had already visited this mountain, and it was well preserved, and there were many trees that were hundreds of years old, as well as many precious trees.

Cha Xiang still sighed, her face full of worry: "However, those fields are not good fields, is the output of a year enough for us to spend?" ”

Dongfang Huajin smiled brightly: "You don't have to worry about this, I have my own success!" ”

Almost half of the fields in this grange are dryland, and they are very barren. That's it, the point is that it has been barren for several years, which is almost equivalent to wasteland. It can be regarded as good land, and it has been planted, but it is only about 100 acres.

However, Oriental Painting Brocade is not worried, and she plans to plant soybeans in the first year. In this way, by the second year, the field will naturally be more fertile.

Cha Xiang sighed again: "Master, if you fall out with the Dongfang family, if you let the master know, you will definitely be blamed." I don't know if you'll regret it in the future. ”

Alas, the master has really lost too much for the sake of the second lady and the little master. She always felt that the most important reason why her master insisted on reconciling with the prince was so that she could take care of her younger brothers and sisters in person.

Although King Qin is not good to his master, but the identity of the princess, if he says not to, he will not want it. In the entire Dongxia Kingdom, the woman who can do this is probably the only master.

Oriental Painting Brocade is full of confidence: "I won't regret it, there's nothing to regret!" Now, the only thing I'm glad about is that I got out of that cage with my younger siblings! ”

Thinking of his five-year-old brother Ye Mao, he followed behind his ass and called his sister, his voice was soft and beautiful, his little body twisted and twisted, that cute little point, she couldn't bear to look at it.

If you stand by and watch, your lovely younger brothers and sisters will definitely be killed by your aunt in the future and grow into another straw bale. When the younger brother grows up, he will become an arrogant and annoying person, and he will not be able to produce anything at all; When my sister grows up, she won't know anything, and no one wants to marry, so she will be sent by her uncle to be a concubine, so as to pave the way for the big house family to be promoted and make a fortune.

Walking on the way down the mountain, the guard Wang Rui ran towards him: "Master, Mu Yuyan is here!" ”

Dongfang Huajin couldn't help frowning: "What is she doing here?" Where is it? ”

Wang Rui: "The comer is not good, the momentum is violent, and he wants to find trouble with the master when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth." Before his subordinates went up the mountain, they placed her in the gatehouse, let Qian Jian and Zhang Rin watch her, and didn't let her run around. However, she brought a lot of guards over, and she probably couldn't watch it. ”

Oriental painting brocade strode forward and soon came to the bottom of the mountain.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, with a dozen guards, was scurrying around the grange.

Dongfang Huajin was displeased, glared and shouted: "Who is coming?!" ”

This person should be the kindest woman in Song Ci's mouth, the impostor Mu Yuyan!

This man was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a light blue dress, and there were not many pearls on his head, and he did not look luxurious. A pair of beautiful big eyes, with a shallow and soft smile at the corner of the mouth, gives people a sense of understanding, gentleness and kindness, but also noble and elegant.

Yu Xiaotang only glanced at it, and quickly made this judgment in his heart: What a little white lotus bathed in sunshine and rain and waving in the wind!

Mu Yuyan waved her hand to retreat from the guards beside her, took a few steps forward, with a soft smile on her face, but her tone was very mean: "Yo, you are the shameless Dongfang Xiaocao, right?" You are really good at it, you actually coaxed King Qin to give you such a big grange and such a big mountain! ”

Dongfang Huajin didn't want to ignore her: "This has nothing to do with you, if you know each other, get out of here!" ”

Mu Yuyan: "You slut, this is the property of the Qin Palace, I can come if I want, but it's not your turn to drive me away, you don't have this qualification!" ”

The two had a war of words, the Oriental painting brocade did not give an inch, the words were sharp, Mu Yuyan did not choose to speak, and vicious words came out one after another. Someone came, and neither of them even noticed.

Song Ci heard the sword light and sword shadow in the Oriental Painting Brocade and Mu Yuyan's words, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart. He didn't understand, why did Yu Yan, who has always been gentle and kind, be so mean to Dongfang Huajin, who had already taken the initiative to give up the position of the princess?

"Lord Wang, you, when did you come?"

found that Song Ci was standing aside, and I don't know how long she listened to it, Mu Yuyan couldn't help but regret it, she has always been good at hiding her heart, and her joy and anger are invisible. However, today I don't know why, I would be so out of shape in front of the slut Oriental Painting Brocade.

Looking at the ridicule at the corner of the Oriental Painting's lips, she couldn't help but feel very anxious,