Pingyao sent her and Su Zhao to the Heart Raising House and sent two maidservants, one of whom was Mo Zhu, who had been with her for a short time, and the other was Hongying, who had seen her in the county lord's mansion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She laughed angrily, Lu Qingli really looked up to her, and the people who arranged it were all his people, no wonder, he knew her whereabouts very well.

Mo Zhu stepped forward and called in a low voice, "Lady." ”

Also, now the county lord of Jianing is dead, so naturally he can only call the lady.

But Hongying stood aside timidly, silently, looking carefully, these two people are really a good match, Mozhu is conspicuous, Hongying is quiet, the first thing she pays attention to is naturally Mozhu.

Her ability to see people is still a little poor.

There are four other sprinkler maids and two mothers-in-law.

Although it is not much, it is enough for her and Su Zhao, who are powerless.

And at this time, Yanyu entered the study and handed Lu Qingli a letter, which was passed on by Song Ze, who went to Jianzhou.

He glanced at it a few times, and there was nothing important in the letter, mostly saying that it had been arranged according to his instructions, but the incubation time was probably a little long, and during this period, there was probably nothing else to worry about.

Thinking about it, he called Pingyao in again, "Do you recognize the person who sent Su Fu to Wanlin Academy today?" ”

Pingyao shook his head, "It doesn't look like a person from Changle Mansion, but he has a luxurious air all over his body, not like Langjun from an ordinary family." ”

He couldn't help but think deeply when he heard this, now the monarchs and people of Fujian are not united, and there are people in the court eyeing each other, the younger brother of the saint Wang Zheng sits firmly in Jianzhou, the northwest direction of Fujian is the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the northeast direction is Wu Yue, these two countries are stronger than Fujian more than a star and a half in terms of economy and military, and Fujian is close to the river, in their eyes, it must be a huge piece of fat.

"Send someone to keep an eye on him to see if he can whereabouts, and who else is in frequent contact?"

Pingyao answered and went out again.

There were only two people left in the house, Lu Qingli and Yan Yu, Yan Yu stepped forward to clean up the broken teacups in the house, and stood up again, his eyebrows were a little distressed, "Lord, Yang Yan is not well yet, so it is not appropriate to be angry." ”

Lu Qingli hummed softly and stopped talking, a little distracted, not knowing where he was.

In the past few days, the people of the Qingxin Courtyard have not gone out, and the people of the Yangxin Courtyard are not allowed to go out, as if after these few days, the servants of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion have been more peaceful and self-contained.

Su Fu sat boredly at the window urging Su Zhao to read, and Mo Zhu stayed aside.

In the past few days, if there is no need, Su Fu will basically not open his mouth to talk to Mozhu, let alone the red tassel, so in this heart-raising courtyard, except for Su Zhao's occasional recitation, and the rustle of the broom outside the house, there are few other sounds.

Hongying walked over from the door, lowered her head and said, "Lady, Master Hou, please go to the study." ”

She was too lazy to deal with it, so she said directly, "Tell your family, if it weren't for him vomiting blood in anger, don't call me." ”

Hongying paused, and when she saw Mo Zhu glaring at her, she stopped persuading each other and went directly to the servant who came over.

It was only later that I heard that because of this sentence, Lu Qingli really vomited blood.

However, this is also heard from Lu Qingli's mouth, so if he doesn't take it seriously, he won't pay attention to it.

After a few days, it was not the servants who came, but Lu Qingli came directly to the Heart Raising Hospital, and his territory was naturally all the way, but the people he wanted to see were locked in the bedroom by himself, and he didn't want to see them.

The maids in the courtyard secretly boasted that their marquis had a good temper, and when they saw that there was no hope, they went back in a wheelchair.

Since then, Lu Qingli has never asked her to call her, nor has she taken the initiative to come.

It's just that after more than a month, I found a gentleman from elsewhere, surnamed Yan Mingwen, the word Uncle Da, who is only more than thirty years old, specializing in teaching Su Zhao, although it is not as good as Confucianism, but it is better than being flexible, extremely talented, and there is a lot of ink in the stomach.

Occasionally, if there is any interesting thing happening in Changle Mansion, you can also know it through Mozhu's mouth.

Such a salty and unpleasant day has been approaching the end of the year.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Lu Qingli sent someone over to ask if she wanted to keep the New Year with him, but she refused, and he didn't force it again.

After waiting like this for only ten days, when it came to the Shangyuan Festival, Lu Qingli came directly to the Heart Raising Hospital, and the awkwardness in the meantime had dissipated, except that Lu Qingli restricted her movements, there was nothing else wrong, she could still say a few words to him in a good voice.

She watched Mo Zhu hang a red lantern at the gate of the courtyard in front of the porch, and the sound of a special wooden wheelchair rolling across the floor first caught her ears, and then she saw Lu Qingli wearing a crow blue robe and a blue jade crown on his head slowly coming over this way.

Compared with what I saw half a year ago, his pale complexion is much more ruddy, and it seems that he will be well raised in the past few months.

Lu Qing left her side and called out loudly, "A-Ning." ”

She turned her head and said in a non-salty way, "What's wrong?" ”

"Today's Shangyuan Festival, there is a lantern festival in the city, let's go and see it?" Lu Qingli's face was soft and extremely elegant, but the people around him knew that there was a ruthless heart hidden under this elegant face.

Lantern Festival?

The last time she went to the lantern festival to see Zhou Wu, a whole year has passed in a blink of an eye, and this year has passed really quickly.

She paused, although it was a long time, she knew that Lu Qingli never went to the Lantern Festival, even if she grinded him for a long time every year, he just drew a lantern by himself and asked someone to create it.

Suddenly invited her to the lantern festival today, why does it seem so unusual?

She couldn't help but speak, "Haven't you always liked to look at lanterns?" ”

When she asked, she saw Lu Qingli gently hooking her lips with a gentle smile on her face, "Don't you like to watch it?" I'll go with you. ”

She paused, it turned out that he had such an idea, but now she was no longer the young and ignorant she was then, and now her heart is declining, and she is no longer interested in these things.

She was about to open her mouth to refuse, but saw Lu Qingli clapping her hands.

Yan Yu walked into the courtyard, what she was holding in her hand was the appearance of the lantern painted by Lu Qingli that year, she paused, took it from Yan Yu's hand, and could see that the handle of the lantern was thinly engraved with a word, which was her Ning character.

The cinnabar on the octagonal palace lamp has fallen off, and she can see that this is the one from the past, but she can't imagine that he still has it.

The words of refusal came to his mouth but he didn't say it, and after a pause, he said softly, "I'll go." ”

It was nearly dusk that she changed her clothes, put on a heavy cloak of gold and red feather, and stood in the courtyard.

Lu Qingli glanced at her, and suddenly asked, "These purple eyes can't see clearly at night?" ”

She was stunned, she had never told anyone about this problem, let alone deliberately revealed it, how did he know?

Seeing her expression, Lu Qingli already understood eight or nine points, and replied to himself, "When the county lord's mansion caught fire that day, ordinary people would not go to the place where the fire was shining, unless you couldn't see it elsewhere." ”

She was silent, and she acquiesced.

When it comes to these, the complexion is always not too good-looking. (To be continued.) )