The two sisters have always been estranged, and Qing Mo didn't have anything on her mind to come to her sister to cry. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Qingling didn't think about it, pulled up his sister, and persuaded softly, "Come, go to my sister's room, don't hold it in your heart if you have anything, it will be better to say it." ”

Qing Mo obediently followed Qingling to the room, and his tears reflected in a room of big red boxes, there were forty or fifty of them, neatly stacked aside, and there was a faint trace of joy at the corner of his mouth, and the tears stopped.

Qingling's house was big and gorgeously furnished, and that was because she had never been to Qingmo's room. If she had been there, she would have understood that her status as the eldest daughter in the Jiang Mansion was nothing at all. She will soon know this, but now, Qingling's heart is full of sisterly affection, she pulled Qing Mo to sit on the stool carved from pineapple wood, leaned forward, put her head close to Qing Mo, her lips were extremely gentle and gratifying, and asked: "Mo'er is much more beautiful when she doesn't cry than when she cries, what makes you sad about you, tell my sister." ”

Qing Mo took advantage of the situation and snuggled up in Qingling's arms, and said softly, "Sister, Mo'er is not sad. ”

"Oh, what's that?" Qingling Strange Road.

"Sister, it was Mo'er who felt wronged for her sister, so she cried. Grandmother is reluctant to go back to live in the house, thanks to my sister's filial piety, so many years, with my grandmother, I must have suffered a lot, and now my sister is getting married, but she left the dowry that her mother bought to Mo'er and Brother Qiong'er, my sister's dowry is not much, why bother thinking about others, it's Mo'er who is sorry for my sister. Qing Mo leaned his body tightly on Qing Ling and gently spit out these words.

Because of Qing Mo's words, a soft warmth rushed out from the bottom of Qingling's heart, her hand gently stroked Qing Mo's smooth and supple black hair, and held her sister in her arms, "Mo'er and Brother Qiong are no one else, they are my sister's dearest brother and sister, how can my sister only think about herself in her heart, anyway, my sister is going to marry a servant of the Zhengsanpin Minister's Department, even if there are no two gardens in Xiling, life will not be bad." But it's not good at home, Brother Qiong'er's studies are the most important, so he relies on the income from the two gardens to support it, and if he says anything, he will stay, so don't think about it much. ”

"Sister is so nice." Qing Mo hugged Qingling tighter, "Sister, our Jiang Mansion is also a famous and prosperous mansion, Brother Qiong will inherit the family business in the future, now that he is young, his mother will inevitably spend energy and time on him, so he does not take good care of his sister, please Sister for the sake of Brother Qiong is your own brother, understand your mother's difficulties, and forgive your mother's shortcomings." Mother said, for so many years, my mother has not taken good care of you, and I really owe it in my heart, the two gardens in Xiling should be regarded as compensation for my sister, my sister must not shirk, if my sister resolutely does not want to, my mother will be entangled in guilt for the rest of her life, and she will be uneasy. ”

Qingling smiled and touched Qing Mo's head, "Silly sister, isn't Brother Qiong'er going to study, and Mo'er doesn't have to get married?" Even if I agreed, my grandmother wouldn't agree. ”

Qing Mo gently shook Qingling's arm and begged coquettishly, "My sister agreed, okay, my grandmother went to Mo'er and said, sister, don't worry about me and Brother Qiong, my mother said, there are still a few shops in the house that make money, and they are not as good as me and Brother Qiong." Besides, my grandmother won't ignore me and Brother Qiong, so my sister shouldn't shirk it. ”

Qingling's heart was as soft as a ball of cotton, and Mo'er's words warmed her heart. Sure enough, she was still a sister, she held Qing Mo's soft little hand and asked, "Let's not talk about this for now, let's listen to my grandmother's arrangement." My sister has been living in an old garden in the countryside, and she is not well-informed, so I don't know if Mo'er's family affairs have been decided? Mo'er's relatives must choose one they like, but don't marry someone for the sake of marrying someone like her sister. ”

When Qing Mo heard this, he looked at the piles of dowries in the house with some envy, and said lightly, "Mother has always been worried about Mo'er's family affairs. Mo'er rarely goes out of the house, she doesn't know anyone, and she doesn't have to listen to her mother about who she marries in the future, so she doesn't like it or not. If the family affairs can't be decided next month, Mo'er has to go to the draft. ”

After speaking, Qing Mo chuckled, changed the topic, and said, "Mo'er heard that my brother-in-law Xu Shilang is in charge of the officials of the imperial court, and there are many people who beg for their brother-in-law." My sister married and lived well, and our Jiang Mansion naturally followed suit, and it is our family's wish that my sister is doing well. ”

The two said some thoughtful words again, and Qing Mo went back.

Wanxin grew up with Qingling, and she knew very well Wang's attitude towards Qingling on weekdays, she didn't believe a word of these sisterly words that Qingmo said to Qingling, and was about to say "The weasel didn't have a good heart to give the chicken a New Year's greeting," and suddenly saw the smile on her own miss's lips, how long has it been since she saw Miss so relaxed and happy, she couldn't bear to break the short-lived beauty that she thought was false, closed her mouth and silently served Qingling to rest, let Miss be intoxicated for the time being.

On the second day, Mrs. Tai had breakfast, and early in the morning, she instructed her subordinates to prepare a carriage and take Qingling out of the house. Brother Qiong went to study, Wang took Qing Mo to send Mrs. Tai into the carriage respectfully, and saw the carriage go out of the alley, and then turned around.

"Mo'er, did you look for her yesterday?" Wang asked softly, and when he spoke of her, there was a slight hint of contempt in his tone.

"Mother, Mo'er has looked for it, but she won't let go, Mo'er thinks she still needs grandmother's consent." Qing Mo held Wang's arm and replied as he walked.

"Naturally, they don't have the final say, as long as your father nods, they don't have anything to do. Mo'er, you didn't show any horses' feet, did you? "Wang Shi has an idea, and she has already thought of a way, but what she is planning must not leak out. Qing Mo is only fifteen, and it is inevitable that when he leaks his mouth, he asks uneasily.

"Mother rest assured, Mo'er understands what to say and what not to say." Qing Mo diligently supported his mother and said affectionately next to his mother's body.

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, even if it is your father and Brother Qiong'er, it must not be said." Wang Shi still carefully advised.

Mrs. Tai and Qingling walked out of the alley in a carriage, and after a few circles outside, the carriage stopped.

Mrs. Tai got out of the car, got into another ordinary and dilapidated carriage that was parked on the side of the road and waited, and ordered her subordinates to drive the vacant car with the mark of Jiangfu to Dongchaomen, and make it look like Mrs. Tai was in the carriage of Jiangfu, and rushed to Dongchaomen to admire chrysanthemums.

Qingling didn't know what his grandmother's intentions were, and as his grandmother got into the carriage, the carriage circled around and stopped at an inconspicuous place at the mouth of the alley outside Jiang's mansion.

Qingling raised her clear eyes and looked at her grandmother suspiciously, Mrs. Tai smiled faintly, with determination on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Ling'er, it must be very strange why the Wang family suddenly became virtuous and gentle, you wait patiently, is it time to see later." ”

Taking advantage of the time to wait, Qingling picked up the key points and said that he met the man who put paper lotus in Qianlichi yesterday, Mrs. Tai pondered for a long time, sighed softly and said, "Yesterday was August 28, and according to his age and appearance, it must be Rui'er's child." ”

Qingling guessed the meaning of his grandmother's words and asked, "Grandmother, is Rui'er his name?" ”

Mrs. Tai was silent, and then said slowly, "He is like you, his mother died early, which is very distressing to say. ”

Qingling took her grandmother's hand, which was very cold, and the coldness of the tentacles could not suppress her inquiry, and she couldn't help but ask again, "Grandmother, have you seen him?" ”

Mrs. Tai's deep eyes were like a pool of secluded pools, and she said slowly, "What, Ling'er thinks he's very good?" ”

Qingling's mind was suddenly seen through by the shrewd grandmother, who was her closest and most trusted person, and had never restrained her with any three or four virtues, nor had she ever had the sense of coercion of her elders, Qingling naturally didn't want to hide anything, and said solemnly word by word, "The most important thing is that there is only one side, but he cares about the sufferings of his subjects, and attaches importance to filial piety and generosity, Ling'er thinks he is very good." ”

In fact, on this day, the figure standing on the bow of the Qianlichi cruise boat was like a magic barrier, lingering in the bottom of my heart and lingering. She didn't know what was wrong, and there were a few more wisps of bitterness in her heart.

Mrs. Tai sighed deeply again, and said quietly, "All the suffering is because I can't let go." Whether it's a catastrophe or fate, you can't hide from anything that should come. ”

In this way, Mrs. Tai does not often say that Qingling is young, and the meaning is naturally difficult to comprehend, but she firmly remembers this sentence.

Both of them were silent, both falling into the most secret inner world.

After a long time, hearing the sound of the carriage passing by, Mrs. Tai opened a corner of the curtain and lowered it, and when the curtain rose and fell, Qingling saw clearly that it was the carriage of Jiang's mansion in the past.

Mrs. Tai turned the emerald wrench on her thumb and said with a smile, "Ling'er, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, this time, maybe you will be blessed by misfortune." Maybe you have to thank Wang, after so many years, she finally did something not stupid. ”

Qingling was stunned, and became more and more unable to understand the deep meaning of his grandmother's words.

The coachman got up at the lady's signal and followed the carriage far behind.

Chiang's carriage didn't go fast on the bustling avenues of Kyoto, and there was no need to worry about losing it at all. The carriage turned around Chengqian Street, bypassed Xuanwu Gate, and finally stopped at Wangfu Street.

The curtain chatted, the coachman set up the footstool, Wang got out of the car, and then Qingmo also got out of the carriage, and the mother and daughter of the Jiang family walked into a magnificent shop, and the door of the store was three gilded characters "Splendid Pavilion." "This is a ready-to-wear workshop that specializes in tailor-made clothes for Miss and Mrs. Beijing.

There are many shops that specialize in tailor-made clothes for Miss and Mrs. Jingxiu, but the Splendid Pavilion only makes phoenix crowns and xia drapes, and all the girls to be married in the family of the family with a little status in the capital will be brought here by the elders to order wedding dresses. Qing Mo personally said last night that her marriage had not yet been decided, and the Wang family brought her here before the marriage, didn't she take precautions and set the wedding dress early?

When Qingling was thinking about it, Mrs. Tai snorted coldly, "As I guessed, this slut really has a heart for wrongdoing!" ”

Mrs. Tai's self-respecting identity, Wang's entry into the family for more than ten years, Qingling has never heard Mrs. Tai scold Wang so hatefully, even if Mrs. Tai wants to accuse Wang at dinner yesterday, there is still a little bit of face, but at this moment, Mrs. Tai bites very hard.