The autumn of the third year of Jianning was slightly earlier than in previous years, and a few rains drove away the residual heat of the late summer, and as soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, the weather became cooler. There is a three-entry house outside the Nangu Street in the capital, with a garden of flowers and trees supporting and sparse, and a thin water curved bridge, and outside the courtyard gate is also a very spacious open space, a two-story attic is built on one side, and a piece of ginkgo is planted on the other side.

The ginkgo forest has been for many years, growing tall and luxuriant, in the late autumn season, the horizontal oblique branches are hung with ginkgo fruits, the small fan-like ginkgo leaves are all turned into pure yellow leaves, the autumn wind passes through, and the sun is sassy and faint.

Xie Jun walked out of the attic, raised his hand to shade the sun, and looked up at the golden eyes. The sunlight spilled through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground, and her skirt moved with the wind, embroidered with delicate and lovely ginkgo leaves, from the waist to the corners of the skirt, from sparse to dense, like a full of yellow leaves falling with the wind, loosely piled at the feet.

This is the place she specially picked up to live, and when she bought it at a large price, she took a fancy to this ginkgo forest.

The attic behind her is specially repaired by her to deal with business matters, and in the past two years, Xiayifang has become increasingly prosperous, in addition to opening another branch in the capital, there are also branches in several key states and counties around it. Since last year, she has started a spice business, and the things at hand are trivial and complicated, and when the shopkeepers and compradors everywhere want to pay tribute, they all come here to pay tribute.

Before the attic door was closed, she stood and watched for a while, when a young man stepped out behind her. This person has a handsome and calm face, his eyes under the sword eyebrows are as bright as stars, he is dressed in a sandalwood dark striped robe, and his slender fingers are holding the scroll of notes, which is Yang Ling, the most powerful steward under Xie Jun.

"The owner, it's all arranged." Yang Ling is one year younger than Xie Jun, but his body is long and straight, and he is a head taller than Xie Jun. His voice was like the autumn sun, bright and pleasant, although he was facing the owner's affairs, his back was still straight, and his spirit was vigorous, like the green pine behind the attic.

Xie Jun's eyes were still lingering on the ginkgo, "In two or three months, it will be time to reconcile the accounts at the end of the year, so please bother." ”

Yang Ling only smiled, and as Xie Jun's gaze looked at the ginkgo biloba, the pure color mixed with the sunlight fell into his eyes, making people happy. The owner liked this ginkgo forest, and Yang Ling stopped to take a look at it every time she followed her out, and gradually felt fascinated. An unconsciously smile appeared in his eyebrows, he took half a step forward and stood beside Xie Jun, and said, "It's the middle of the month again, the little boy should get out of school at this time, the owner will go back to the courtyard to rest first, and I will pick up the little boy." ”

Xie Jun was a little surprised, his gaze was withdrawn from the ginkgo, and he could see Yang Ling's silhouette when he lowered his eyes slightly.

Three years ago, Xie Jun invited this steward for the prime minister's affairs, and Xie Jun initially appreciated his ability and talent, and also appreciated his calm and □□ attitude, neither humble nor arrogant, which reassured her. Gradually, getting along for a long time, in addition to business matters, the two would also talk about other things between ordinary peers, Xie Jun felt that this person was outstanding, much more brilliant than she initially expected.

Standing side by side like this, he did not have the tactfulness and respect of other stewards, but like a friend.

Friend, a friend who initially just helped her take care of her business, but gradually infiltrated into all corners of her life, like a shadow.

In fact, she was just distracted just now, and she didn't think about Rong'er, but he was still worried about trivial matters outside of business.

This thought flashed, and Xie Jun smiled, "I'll just let Liuying go over these trivial matters, you have a lot of things to do here, you should also take the time to be lazy, and you will be busy after a while." ”

"With the wages given by the owner, how can you be lazy?" Yang Ling occasionally joked with Xie Jun, but he didn't move, and he didn't retreat, "Last time I went out of Beijing to see the business everywhere, I didn't meet the little boy, but I missed him a little." I was just going to the incense shop in Dongcheng, so I picked up the little boy by the way, and I was polite to you. He actually brought a somewhat unquestioning tone, and handed the rattan box temporarily resting at the door to Liushuang, "Here is the newly delivered tea, which the owner loves to drink." "Let's say, arch his hand towards Xie Jun, and leave by himself.

Liushuang weighed the weight of the rattan box and sighed, "Steward Yang is really considerate, these tea leaves are enough for the girl to drink for a while." ”

Is it considerate? Xie Jun looked at Yang Ling's back as he gradually moved away, and walked towards the courtyard.

has experienced a love affair between men and women, how can she not see Yang Ling's care, there is no intention, just inadvertently revealed, meticulous. For three years, her diet and daily life gradually took his shadow with him—the tea sets and tea leaves he sent, the furniture he chose to make spices and woods, the local customs he brought back when he went out, and even the fragrant cakes and bait he came up with......

It's like a habit, gradually penetrating into the bone marrow, and by the time she finds out, it's already planted.

In fact, when he first asked Yang Ling to be the manager, Xie Jun didn't know Yang Ling too well, he only knew that this person was very talented in the spice business, and his smart nose was more powerful than the girl's family, and he could distinguish the various spices in the fragrant cake with a little sniffing. At that time, Xie Jun was trying to do the spice business, but there was no capable talent at hand, so he met Yang Ling by chance, and saw that he had a reliable character and outstanding talent, so he immediately left him at a very high salary.

It wasn't until later that Xie Jun discovered that Yang Ling didn't lack her salary at all.

Yang Ling was born in a family of Huainan spices, his ancestors have been operating spices for generations, and now he is an imperial businessman, and half of the spices used in the palace are from the Yang family, which is the largest household in Huainan. Yang Ling is the fourth son in the family, and the brothers above have inherited all kinds of business, and there is not much left in his head. The Yang family's business has been done for a long time, and it is an imperial businessman, and it is inevitable that there will be some big bullies and false prices when facing the ordinary people, Yang Ling does not like to do this, and he does not want to be trapped in that small world, so the young man traveled, started from scratch, and started his own spice business.

The Yang family was dissatisfied with his behavior, and he was arrested and taught a few lessons, asking him to come back to take over several businesses in the family, and even threatened that if he dared to mess around again, he would be expelled from the house. Yang Ling did not change his original intention, twisted his neck to Beijing, and continued to start from scratch.

When Xie Jun met him, Yang Ling was only twenty-two years old, and his business was doing a little better, but he was suppressed by his family in the capital and was a little depressed.

The two were actually like-minded, and after talking, they hit it off, Xie Jun bought his small spice shop at that time and hired him as the chief steward. Later, Xie Jun realized that Yang Ling did not lack that bit of silver, but because of the suppression of his family, he borrowed shade from her. Who knew that this loan would get deeper and deeper, and the two of them worked together to make the clothing and spice business bigger and bigger.

Now, Yang Ling is so focused on this place that he has long lost the meaning of starting anew.

The reason for this, Xie Jun can also roughly figure out some of them.

After returning to the courtyard to change clothes and rest for a while, the gatehouse outside went back and forth, saying that the little boy had arrived.

Xie Jun hurriedly got up to greet him, and saw Yang Ling and Xu Rong coming side by side outside the cave door, the tall man holding the growing teenager, talking about something lively.

Seeing Xie Jun, Xu Rong rushed over in a few steps, raised his head and called her, "Mother!" ”

There are all kinds of rules and regulations in the Qingguo Mansion, but in front of Xie Jun can be much more relaxed, Xu Rong was taken by Xie Jun to raise small animals when he was a child, and he loves to be coquettish in front of his mother, and now this habit remains. Since he has Yang Ling, his kung fu in riding and archery is also good, and sometimes he will accompany her mother and son to shoot and ride horses in the suburbs when Xie Jun is free, Xu Rong likes this uncle and likes to be close.

"Uncle Yang said that the ginkgo biloba outside is ripe and can be made into ginkgo glutinous rice balls." Xu Rong Xiaolangjun is nine years old, "When I went back to see the queen's aunt, she was still thinking about the ginkgo fruit here." I saw a lot of fruits over there just now, I want to pick them myself and send them to the queen's aunt, the little princess and the little highness like to eat sugar ginkgo nuts! ”

Just thinking about eating, it was obviously her son, and she ran to Xie Xuan diligently, but she was also fascinated by Konoha's amazing cooking skills, and she wanted to eat something when she saw it.

Xie Jun was helpless and took his son's hand, "Have you had lunch?" ”

"Uncle Yang took me to eat crispy pork on the street of Zhushi." Xu Rong took his mother's hand, "Mother, let's go pick the fruit!" ”

It has been several years since Xie Junhe left, Xu Rong initially helped Xu Shaoliu pass on some words, but later Xie Jun was patient and sensible, and he no longer had the luxury of asking his father and mother to redo the family's affairs, seeing that Uncle Yang Ling was good-looking and good to him, he gradually felt close.

So he still turned back and walked out of the yard, Xie Jun instructed Liushuang to put the preserved dim sum fruit prepared for Xu Rong on the carriage, arranged for someone to take a slender bamboo pole, and began to accompany Xu Rong to beat ginkgo fruit.

The ginkgo tree is tall and lush, and Xu Rong is very interested, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and picking bunches of ripe fruits to start. A large pile of fruits can be picked up with a rod, Xie Jun can't pick it up with the basket, and Yang Ling is also helping by the side. His fingers are slender, his fingers fly and pick up quickly, a handful of fruits are put into the basket, calmly and quickly, sometimes the fingertips brush the back of Xie Jun's hand on the basket, and the slightly cool temperature makes people tremble slightly.

This is the time that belongs to the mother and son, Xie Jun didn't let Liushuang interfere much in the past, but when he was replaced by Yang Ling, he was not so repulsive.

Xu Rong was playing happily with a bamboo pole in front of him, but Xie Jun squatted for a long time but was a little unbearable, put down the basket and stood up, only to feel a numb leg and almost unstable. Before the body leaned over, Yang Ling's hand next to him had reached over to support her, and there was a maid standing outside the ginkgo forest, his movements were familiar and obedient, firmly holding Xie Xuan's arm, and when he looked down and saw that Xie Jun had fallen a residual leaf between his hair, he picked it up casually.

Xie Xuan stood firmly, but his legs were still numb.

Yang Ling guessed the reason, and said: "If you squat for too long, I'm afraid that your legs will be numb, so the owner will sit down for a while." ”

Under the forest is green grass, at this time the grass color has not decayed, but a layer of ginkgo biloba leaves.

Xie Jun didn't pay attention to it, she straightened the corners of her skirt and sat on the ground, Xu Rong noticed that something was wrong, and she had already run over and squatted beside Xie Jun, "What's wrong with my mother, is it uncomfortable?" ”

"My legs are numb, just rest for a while." Xie Jun pointed to the basket next to him, "Look at Rong'er playing so much, Aunt Queen must be happy to see it." ”

Xu Rong was satisfied, but he was worried about Xie Jun, and when he saw Xie Jun holding his calf, he touched it gently, "Is this here?" ”

In an instant, it was like countless silver needles piercing, and that kind of tingling and tingling and itching hit his mind, Xie Jun couldn't help but take a light breath, and Yang Ling next to him couldn't say anything about holding her calf across the skirt, "I'll rub it." His demeanor and movements were all natural, because he was often taken care of by Xie Jun's side, and for a while, Xie Jun and Xu Rong didn't feel anything wrong.

After the discomfort on his calves was quickly relieved, Xie Jun reacted, his face felt hot, and separated Yang Ling's arm, "It's okay." ”

Somehow, his heart fluttered again, and when Xie Jun looked up, he looked at Yang Ling's eyes, as if he had touched the warm sunlight outside the layers of yellow leaves. His gaze was undisguised, just looking at her condescendingly, a smile on the corner of his mouth. Although this man is a year younger than her, he usually accompanies her as a steward, but more often, he is like a friend, or even closer......

Xie Jun lowered his eyes and tidied up the corners of his skirt. Yang Ling looked at her for a while, and didn't say much, just asked Xu Rong to help her up.

There were already a lot of ginkgo fruits in the basket, and Xu Rong was eager to send them to Xie Xuan. Xie Jun had a jade plate specially given by Xie Xuan in his hand, and it was very convenient to enter and leave the palace, so he immediately took Xu into the palace.

The ginkgo fruit picked by the mother and son is naturally different from the side, Xu Rong was worried about his cousin and cousin, and played in front of Xie Xuan for a while before leaving, leaving the two sisters sitting together, Xie Xuan could sense that her sister was uncertain today.

"Rong'er has been talking about that Uncle Yang," Xie Xuan looked at Xie Jun's expression, "It's the steward named Yang Ling next to my sister, right?" ”

"Well, he treats Rong'er very well, and the two of them get along."

"Actually, Yang Ling is a good person, the only few times I met him before, I can see that he is interested in his sister." Xie Xuan smiled slightly, "Is my sister going to turn a blind eye all the time?" You and Yang Ling have similar interests and compatible temperaments, but it is rare that he is tenacious and unassuming, helping his sister take care of business, taking care of Rong'er, and even not letting go of diet and daily life. ”

Yang Ling's various benefits to her, Xie Jun naturally knows how she feels in her heart, and Xie Jun also understands it.

I was afraid that Rong'er would have a pimple in her heart, but looking at the scene today, Rong'er actually obeyed Yang Ling's own words, and I don't know what kind of mystery Yang Ling has instilled. Soul soup.

Xie Jun unconsciously smiled, the fragrance of tea entered her nose, she took a sip, and said softly: "Actually, Yang Ling, it's very good." After hesitating for a long time, he was finally able to say this calmly, Xie Jun's lips smiled deeper, and when he looked out the window, he felt that the scenery of the palace had increased a lot.

When she left the palace, it was already late, Xie Jun's carriage stopped next to the royal river outside the Donghua Gate, she took Xu Rong out of the city gate, and sure enough, she saw Yang Ling again.

Donghua Gate is the city gate where the emperor's relatives often enter and exit, and Xie Jun is naturally no exception, but it is adjacent to Honglu Temple. Later, Yang Ling didn't know where he knew, every time Xie Jun entered the palace, he would find an excuse to wait for her here, and then send her back to Nangu Street.

Today is no exception, Yang Ling sent Xu Rong back with Xie Jun as usual, and then sent her back to Nangu Street - Yang Ling's residence is not far from Xie Jun, whether it is public or private, they are all on the same road.

When I returned to the small courtyard, I met Gao Cheng, who had just walked out of the attic.

He was still wearing a unicorn suit, and he wore a Yuehua knife on his waist, probably just came back from outside Beijing, and specially rushed to this attic to see Wen Baicao. Because he came over often, Yang Ling had met him many times, and gradually became familiar with him, and when they met, he bowed his hand, "Lord Gao is finally back, why don't you go inside?" ”

"Miss Xie, Steward Yang." Gao Cheng also bowed his hand and said: "Baicao still has some things to do, I'll look at the scenery and wait for a while." ”

He is the commander of the Tsing Yi Guard, the emperor and the first class of the big celebrity, Xie Jun refused to slack off, ordered people to brew good tea and wait, and brought the preserved fruits that were always available in the pavilion, and invited him to sit at the long table under the eaves.

Xie Jun went to Wen Baicao from inside, Yang Ling sat and chatted with Gao Cheng, and couldn't help but praise Gao Cheng's kindness to Wen Baicao in his words, and lamented the ten years of waiting for the two. Gao Cheng, who didn't talk much, was in the same place as Yang Ling, and he was able to feel some emotion when the clouds were high and the sky was wide.

When Xie Jun and Wen Baicao came out, they heard Gao Cheng chuckle, "...... This 10-year wait is the most fortunate thing in my life. ”

"Hmm." Yang Ling raised his eyes slightly, saw the familiar skirt corners at the door, and said slowly: "Some people, don't say ten years, it's worth waiting for a lifetime." "Willingly wait when she doesn't open her heart, as long as she wants, because companionship is always happy. It would be even luckier if one day she would accept this intention and no longer avoid his gaze.

He stood up, sent Gao Cheng and Wen Baicao away, and turned to Xie Jun, "It's cold, I'll send the owner back." 166 Reading Network