Mrs. Zhu slapped his palm lightly, and the sound of the flute came from the distance, and the tone was soothing, it was an autumn moon tune. Zhao Changqing himself also likes to play the flute, and he can't help but close his eyes and listen carefully, maybe the flute sound is too beautiful, or the fragrance of flowers is too strong, Zhao Changqing fell asleep unconsciously.

When Zhao Changqing woke up, the sun was setting, and the sunset fell into the flower room from the glass window, plating a layer of gold edge for Zhao Changqing. Zhao Changqing opened his eyes and saw that outside the glass window, Mrs. Zhu was wearing a fairy sword dance and fitness, and a pretty girl ring was standing on the side holding a scarf.

After Mrs. Zhu danced a piece of swordsmanship, Yahuan held a scarf, Mrs. Zhu wiped the sweat stains on his forehead and neck, and laughed with Yahuan, the Yahuan was ashamed, took the sword coquettishly, and left. Zhao Changqing couldn't help but smile, this old man! She is a doctor, so she can naturally see that the girls in this courtyard are still perfect. has been romantic for most of his life, and now he is not moving, and he still likes to make fun of Xiaoyahuan.

"The girl is awake?" A maid moved the lotus lightly, and smiled with a bow, "Slave Xiaolian, seeing that the girl is sleeping soundly, the master did not let the slaves and maids disturb the girl." The girl waited, and the slave and maid called them in to serve. ”

Zhao Changqing lifted the brocade quilt on his body, sat up straight and asked, "What about Yongfu?" ”

Xiaolian smiled and said, "Sister Fu is outside." Because the master didn't like the maid of the other courtyard to come, the slave asked Sister Fu to drink tea in the tearoom for the time being. ”

Zhao Changqing nodded and didn't say much. For a while, Xiaolian came in with the little maids holding towels and rouge gouaches, even if the Zhao family was developed, there was no such pomp and circumstance. Xiaolian served Zhao Changqing to freshen up, Zhao Changqing picked up the flower water and smelled it, patted some on his face, picked out some thin rouge in the palm of his hand, patted it on his cheeks, redrew his long eyebrows, and nodded lipstick. Xiaolian served her to comb her hair, and Zhao Changqing got up and went out.

Mrs. Zhu was in Tianyin Pavilion, when Zhao Changqing passed, Mrs. Zhu was listening to the little drama singing in Tianyin Pavilion, and when he saw Zhao Changqing, Mrs. Zhu smiled and said, "Come here, let me take a look." As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Changqing's face and watched it endlessly.

Zhao Changqing touched his face and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mrs. Zhu frowned, "Huh? Why is it gone? ”

Zhao Changqing was puzzled, "Master, what are you looking for?" "What's gone?

"It's saliva." Mrs. Zhu was serious, "You drooled while sleeping, it flowed like a stream on the mountain, but it was fun, I poked it several times and didn't wake up." ”

Zhao Changqing said, "I never drool when I sleep." ”

"Am I still lying to you?"

"I never drool anyway."

Mrs. Zhu looked regretful and spread his hands, "It's not easy to deceive girls if they're too smart, it's boring and boring." He turned his head and continued to listen to the play.

Zhao Changqing: ......

The little drama sang clearly and tactfully, and Mrs. Zhu heard Xingchu lightly buckle the beat on his hand, and Zhao Changqing took a yellow tangerine to eat on the side. Mrs. Zhu glanced at her, and she stuffed a petal in Mrs. Zhu's mouth, and Mrs. Zhu laughed so much that there were more chicken thieves and more chicken thieves.

Zhao Changqing was speechless.

Listening to the little drama singing for a while, Mrs. Zhu asked, "How do you feel?" ”

Zhao Changqing said, "Okay." ”

"Do you know what it's all about?"

Zhao Changqing said, "Drama." ”

Mrs. Zhu disdainfully, "I don't know how to pretend to understand, Tu Niu'er." ”

Zhao Changqing said, "There is a great-granddaughter of Tu Niuer, the grandfather must have a light on his face, huh?" ”

Mrs. Zhu raised his sleeves to hide his face and pretended to cry, "Shame on you." ”

Zhao Changqing was the first time in his life to see such an old naughty boy, and he was choked as soon as he woke up, Zhao Changqing said, "Isn't it just singing a play, although I don't know how to sing, I can also sing songs." I've sung a good tune, so I'll sing a song to my grandfather. ”

Mrs. Zhu was full of interest and said, "This is good, do you want a pipa?" ”

Zhao Changqing shook his head, took two sips of tea, cleared his throat, opened his lips and sang, "Cover the firewood door and roar in the clouds, faint forests, little fairy family." White clouds outside the building, green bamboo in front of the window, cinnabar at the bottom of the well. No one grows melons in five acres of houses, and there are guests in a village to share tea. There is not much color in the spring \\\\\\\\, and the roses bloom and the pear blossoms fall. ”

Mrs. Zhu clapped his hands and smiled, "It's good, it's just autumn, what spring scene are you singing?" ”

Zhao Changqing sang another song, "Huizhen poems, lovesick debts, flower notes and elephant tubes, and golden hairpins." In the bright moon of geese, people are outside the green mountains. Alone on the dangerous building is helpless, and the west wind is gone. In the future of white clothes, the east fence is good, and the yellow \\\\\\\\ chrysanthemum will open first. ”

Mrs. Zhu shook his head and said, "The autumn scene is the autumn scene, but the weather is sad, not good." ”

Zhao Changqing sang again, "The peach blossoms flowed out of the world, a group of ice springs, and flew down the fairy mountain." Yinque E'e, Qiongtian desert, jade Pei Shanshan. The night of the crane in the morning moon, the autumn altar of the dragon and the tiger of the arch incense. People lean on the cold, every word is beady, and a little bit of Langji. ”

Mrs. Zhu said, "Reluctantly." ”

Zhao Changqing shut up and stopped singing, and Mrs. Zhu urged her, "Keep singing." ”

Zhao Changqing said, "If you don't praise me when I sing for a long time, I won't sing anymore." ”

Mrs. Zhu laughed and hurriedly coaxed her, "Sing well, sing well, keep singing." ”

Zhao Changqing took the tea and drank it, saying, "It's not sincere at all." ”

Mrs. Zhu said, "I really praise you." ”

"This is also fake, did you just say 'barely'?" Zhao Changqing can be regarded as touching Mrs. Zhu's pulse a little, old children and old children, not to mention that Mrs. Zhu is still a rather strange old child, and he can't treat each other in an ordinary way.

Mrs. Zhu said, "I'm afraid that you will be proud and complacent, and that is to encourage you." I'm not saying 'reluctantly', I'm 'exhortation'. ”

Zhao Changqing laughed, and Mrs. Zhu flicked her forehead, "It's really a bad girl, make fun of the old man." ”

Zhao Changqing rubbed the corners of his forehead and smiled, "Master, I'll play the flute for you." ”

Mrs. Zhu's summary of himself is: a handsome old man with the coexistence of beauty and wisdom with the heart of a bodhisattva and a gentleman to the little beauty.

Therefore, with a little beauty by his side, and the little beauty is willing to sing songs and play the flute to coax him and play with him, Mrs. Zhu doesn't feel bored living at home.

The two played the flute for a while, and it was time for dinner, and Mrs. Zhu said, "Eat first, and then I'll tell you how to play this flute after eating." ”

Zhao Changqing said, "I play the flute very well." ”

Mrs. Zhu said, "It's true that you are bragging very well." ”

Yahuan couldn't help but snicker, Zhao Changqing smiled, "The master doesn't know, and it is also a skill that a cow can blow well." ”

"Don't be pretentious, I don't know anything, I eat more salt than you eat rice."

Zhao Changqing smiled, "I panic when I eat too much salt." ”

Mrs. Zhu laughed.

In the evening, when Zhao Changqing returned to the small courtyard arranged by the Yuan family, Zhu Ling was talking to Zhao Rong. Seeing Zhao Changqing coming back, Zhao Rong got up to greet her, "Sister is back." ”

Zhu Ling pulled Zhao Changqing to sit down and smiled, "It's back." The strange Taoist master asked you to come over by name, and it was really fate. "Mrs. Zhu has always had a strange temper, and he can vote for the fate of the master, I really don't know what method Zhao Changqing used.

Zhao Changqing smiled, "Sister Ling, are you not at ease, come and take a look at us." ”

Zhu Ling smiled, "You are all older, and one race is thorough, and it is not my little Bao'er, what else do I have to worry about." I'm thinking, the first time you come to live at home, I'm afraid you don't know the time to say goodbye, come and tell you, don't panic, don't get up too early, just get up, you freshen up and go to me, let's go to the ancestors together. ”

Zhao Changqing smiled, "It's a shame for my sister to tell us, otherwise we will be stunned tomorrow." ”

Zhu Ling smiled, "It's not too early, you guys rest, I'll go back first." Then he got up and took his leave.

Zhao Changqing and Zhao Rong sent them out of the door, and when Zhu Ling went to the corridor, he didn't let them send them, and he took the maid-in-law with the lantern. As soon as Zhu Ling left, Zhao Changqing and Zhao Rong had nothing to say, so they ordered Yahuan to fetch water to wash and rest.

But Mrs. Zhu inevitably nagged her husband, "The two granddaughters of the second sister's family are indeed good, good looking, well-educated, and both are literate, and the family has invited a female gentleman to teach them since childhood." ”

Uncle Zhu said, "The grandfather likes Changqing very much. ”

Mrs. Zhu smiled and poured a cup of warm tea for her husband, and said, "Not only the grandfather, I think the old lady also prefers Changqing." Changqing is eighteen years old this year, one year younger than Brother Lu, this kid can also do it, I heard that there are several shops outside, all of which are purchased by his own private house. Seeing her husband's satisfied expression, Mrs. Zhu nodded without a trace, "That child is also proficient in medicine, and now he is outside the pharmacy, and he will go to the clinic when he has time." ”

Uncle Zhu couldn't help frowning, "She's a boudoir girl going out for a consultation." ”

Mrs. Zhu smiled, "Don't you often say that the customs of your hometown are different from those of the imperial capital, and girls often go out." ”

"Brother Lu will not be in the border city in the future." Uncle Zhu said.

Mrs. Zhu smiled, "Look at what the old man said, the old lady and the old lady treat each other differently like this, and there is always something to stand out in Changqing." ”

Uncle Zhu nodded, "That's right, you can take a look, this matter is not in a hurry, since we are back, we will stay for a few more days." ”

Mrs. Zhu served her husband and changed into homely clothes, and after freshening up, the old couple rested between the beds, and talked in detail, "If the master has something troublesome in his heart, he might as well talk to his father." "The Zhu family was gradually declining when it was Mrs. Zhu, and when Uncle Zhu had a few brothers, ten brothers, and four real skills, the future of the Jinshi was revived. However, the real prosperity is due to the fact that Mrs. Zhu and Mr. Peng, the head of the dynasty, are poor friends. Because of the relationship between Mr. Peng, Uncle Zhu's official work has been on the rise, and he has also survived to the position of the third product of the household servant for decades. Because there was really no hope in the household department, seeing that he was old and thinking about his hometown father and mother, Uncle Zhu went to Shi. Of course, there is another reason for Zhishi, now that the middle shape is treacherous, Uncle Zhu is a coward, and he retreats first.

Uncle Zhu's official is retired, but there are also a few children and grandchildren who are officials outside the court, although they are small officials with sesame mung beans, for the sake of their children and grandchildren, Uncle Zhu's official has retired, and his heart cannot be retreated. Wholeheartedly, it's all for the sake of children and grandchildren.

Mrs. Zhu reminded her husband that he had something to discuss with Mrs. Zhu instead of Mrs. Zhu, so it had a lot to do with Mr. Peng. Although Uncle Zhu has been close to the Peng family in the imperial capital over the years, Mrs. Zhu's affection for Old Master Peng is different. However, there are a number of feelings in the world, and if you use it once, you will miss it once, not to mention that since the old man Peng has stood firm, he has taken care of the Zhu family.

Regarding his wife's mentions, Uncle Zhu just said "um" and didn't say much.

The author has something to say: good night~~~~~~~~~~~~