Chapter 147: Secret Talk
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"Siniang, you can count it back."
"Hmm." Jing Ci strode into the house, not talking to Fang Nian much.
"Before lunch, the old lady sent someone to pass you on, the slave inquired, and the old lady took a group of ladies out of the house." Fang Nian is a ghost clever.
Jing Ci nodded, "I know about this." ”
"But half an hour ago, Yu Xi came to pass you on again."
"The eldest sister is back?"
Fang Nian was quite worried, "Yes, I came back half an hour ago, do you think the eldest lady will blame you......"
"Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Jing Ci comforted her, and then went into the inner room to change clothes and make up. After changing back into a woman's dress, she walked to the courtyard unhurriedly.
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Yang Mansion, Guan Yuan.
The house was burning with charcoal, and it was warm. Yang Shouyan sat on the couch with a hand stove, and there was a child lying in front of several cases next to him, the child was wearing a thick jacket, holding a book and reading it carefully word by word.
"The cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn harvest and the winter hide the ......"
Jing Ci walked in with a dress.
"Huhu, go inside and read it."
"Hmm." Hu Hu on the side picked up the book, jumped off the couch and walked inside.
Jing Ci glanced at the active Hu Hu, "This kid is not afraid of the cold at all." ”
Yang Shouyan motioned for her to come and sit.
As soon as Jing Ci sat down, the maid handed her a warm hand stove and poured her a cup of hot tea.
"How are you getting along with Cui Lang?" Yang Shouyan put down the teacup and chuckled.
Speaking of Cui Lu, Jing Ci was angry, "Businessmen have always only cared about interests, and if they are profitable, they will naturally get along well." ”
"I don't think Cui Lang is as unbearable as you say."
"It seems that the country is easy to change, and its nature is difficult to change." Jing Ci was expressionless, and "put him on death row" in his heart.
Yang Shouyan was quite surprised, "Quarreled? ”
She paused, not wanting to mention anything related to the word "Cui Lu".
"What does the eldest sister think of Li Longji?"
"Quite talented, not light-hearted." Yang Shouyan hit the nail on the head.
"It is said that when the Great Sage Empress Zetian was there, she once said that only in Li Longji can you see the character of the children of the Li Tang family. I have also been with this person a few times, and I found that this person has the characteristics of being a king, and with his great talent, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not make great achievements in the future...... If the Yang family can help him, it will be of great advantage to the world and the Yang family......"
Yang Shouyan took another leisurely sip of tea, as if he was listening and not listening.
"What does the eldest sister think?"
"He's just the third son of King Xiang, in terms of longevity, which turn can he be?" She spoke nonchalantly, without the slightest favor.
"The second sister told me before her death that the prince's mutiny was indispensable to his instigation, and now it is estimated that he is the only one who has retreated." The implication is that Li Longji's talent is not just political.
Yang Shouyan's eyelashes trembled, and after a while, she said, "I'll think about it." ”
"Then Princess Taiping's ......"
"Don't act rashly, remember not to meet with Xue Chongjian and Li Longji in private again, and follow my instructions."
"I see."
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Jing Ci walked out of the courtyard with an expressionless face, the young girl put on a cloak for the master, and then looked up, the weather was overcast, and the clouds were heavy.
"It's not going to snow." The green girl muttered quietly.
"It's snowing," Jing said in a faint tone, "cover everything, and cover the complexities of the world thickly......"
"Siniang, go over there." The young girl reminded the master who took the wrong path.
"I miss the second sister."
Jing Ci unconsciously walked to the courtyard where Yang Yupei lived before his death.
Jue Yuan.
The courtyard had been empty for a long time, and since Yang Yupei's death, few people have come here.
The grass and trees withered, and the doors were closed.
The furniture in the house was covered with a light layer of dust, except for the windows that were blown by the wind, and the surroundings were very quiet.
Jing Ci sat on the couch.
"Siniang, it's cold, don't catch a cold."
There was no charcoal fire in the house, and there were no cushions or stoves on the couches, and there was a cold air in the room.
"It's okay, you go out and wait for me."
The young girl knew that her master was stubborn and was in a bad mood today, so she stopped persuading and obediently withdrew from the door.
Jing Ci looked at the room where everything had not changed, as if she could still see and hear the second sister's voice and smile, beautiful eyes, fair face, and graceful figure, quite arrogant demeanor......
"Second sister, I still understand after all, it turns out that this is the situation you are in...... I chose Li Longji, I don't know if you will blame me," her tone was very light and light, "The chaos of power has caused everyone to want to climb up with different paths, the Wang family was killed, Xiao An was abandoned by his father and brother, the prince seized power, and the second sister you are cornered, just because of the chaos of power." Second sister, although neither Princess Taiping nor Li Longji is reliable, but if you must choose a future Ming Jun and end all this, I will choose Li Longji......"
After all, his heart is big enough, big enough to fit the vast territory and the people of this land.
The so-called obedient to orders, Jing Ci understands that the eldest sister will not give her an exact attitude and answer, and with what the Yang family has always done, she will only be a wall grass.
Oh, I'm afraid she'll have a hard time in the future.
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Back in the courtyard, the young girl hurriedly instructed the kitchen to cook ginger soup, while sending a stove to Jing Ci and pouring hot tea. Since she "let go" her master stay in the frozen room for a while, she will definitely double the warmth of her master's body.
"The young girl is so virtuous, she will definitely be loved and respected by her husband in the future."
"Siniang, you are making fun of the slave maid, the slave maid is a cheap ......"
"My people will not be too bad in the future."
"Siniang ......" was surprised and moved, and the young girl didn't know what to say for a while.
Fang Nian added charcoal on the side, and it sounded weird, what the master said seemed to be different from what Qingnu understood, but she didn't know how to express it.
In the evening, snowflakes fell from the sky.
It's a pity that Jing Ci didn't want to appreciate it, so he nested in the room and flipped through the scroll casually.
Recently, there were two new little maids in the courtyard, who came from Jiangnan, and they were very excited about it, so they lost their lives and played in the yard, and they were so unhappy to fight.
Jing Ci smelled the movement outside, gently opened the window and looked, only to see two happy figures running and playing in the courtyard.
After a while, the cook came out and scolded softly, "It's time to prepare dinner, and the won't work yet." The two little maidens pursed their lips and reluctantly walked towards the kitchen.
Jing Ci smiled, closed the window, and continued to flip through the book.
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Snowflakes are falling, some people sleep peacefully, some people don't sleep all night.
The next morning, the snow was still falling.
Jing Ci had breakfast, and Fang Nian sent in a letter.
In the letter, Cui Lu invited Jing Ci Zhongyuan to drink.
Jing Ci threw away the letter and continued to "ravage" the rolling treasure in his arms.
Seeing that his master's attitude was like this, Fang Nian hesitated, "A man who called himself Huazhou was waiting outside the mansion, talking, talking...... His master will not let him go until he receives your commands. ”
"Okay, you're Cui Lu."
What a good master, he threatened his personal entourage.