The Qiao family moved away from the princess's mansion, and there was an extra Qiao mansion in Sifang Hutong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The red plaque with gold rim is not much different from the other mansions in the alley, and almost all of them are blue official sedan chairs of five or six Beijing officials. Qiao's house is considered to be good in the alley, and they were ordered to move out of the princess's mansion in January, but then it was delayed for more than half a month, and the rest of the time, it is really not easy to find a suitable, comfortable and inexpensive house.

In the end, Jiao's heart was crossed, and he came to Sangyu with a mouthful of blisters, pinching the handkerchief and shedding tears all morning, when he went out, his eyes were red, the handkerchief was wet, but there was a smile on his mouth.

When Qiao Mufeng came back in the evening, Sang Yu mentioned it, holding the local geography miscellaneous book in her hand, pursed the corners of her mouth, and said helplessly, "She kept crying at the time, saying that she couldn't find a house and the family could only sleep on the street corner." I can't kick her out, or you can ask someone to see if there is a suitable mansion in Beijing, and it's better to find one far away from our house. ”

This way, you don't have to see annoying people often.

Qiao Mufeng instructed the white housekeeper the next day, and found out that there was a three-entry house in the four-room alley, which was small, but the people living around were all petty officials of the fifth or sixth grades in Beijing. sent someone to pass the word over, and within a few days, Qiao Shujun led the family to move over.

The house is small, but the door plaque is Qiao's house. The most proud is Qiao Shujun.

He lives in the best courtyard in the house, and now he is an official, and the errands of the Guozijian are also very leisurely, when he has nothing to do, he goes out to drink tea and eat with his colleagues, and when he comes back, he also wants to talk softly to his wife and concubine, and his life is simply not too satisfying.

But apart from him, no one in the house was satisfied.

There are only three entrances to the house, one word, small, two words, very small.

Of course, if it is an ordinary five- or six-grade Beijing official, this house is considered big.

But Qiao Shujun has six concubines alone, not including those who have a name and no name, plus a litter of sons and daughters, and the second master Qiao's family, the yard is not enough at all.

Fifth Miss Qiao Lian'er pinched the handkerchief, her little face was like the bluestone slab in the yard, and the maid who followed behind lowered her head tremblingly, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Mother, I don't want to live here."

The girl at the door was full of smiles, and shouted out to Miss Fifth flatteringly, Qiao Lian'er didn't blink her eyes, and rushed into the house.

Since moving to this house, the Tong family has been cowardly, crooked in bed all day long, and even Qiao Shujun went to the sixth aunt's room, but she couldn't arouse her fighting spirit at all.

Hearing Qiao Lian'er's voice, she frowned, and asked people to sit up from the couch, and when she saw Qiao Lian'er babbling, she rushed in without letting anyone report it. Wave your hand and let all the servants in the house go out.

"What kind of rules do you have, is that what my mother usually taught you? Miss Everybody has to look like Miss Everybody, look at you now, there are no rules at all. ”

Qiao Lian'er couldn't care so much, biting her lip and going directly to hug Tong's arm, "Mother, I don't want to live here, the emperor won't let me live in the princess's mansion, we can go to live in the eldest brother's general's mansion." Why live here? The garden is so small, there is no pond, there is a pavilion in the yard, and I was allowed to live in a yard with Xiaoliu, she is a concubine, mother, I want to live in a yard by myself. ”

Tong Shi was dizzy by his daughter's shake, hurriedly covered his forehead, and said helplessly, "Don't shake it, your mother's head is stunned by you." ”

"My mother doesn't want to live in such a small house, but your father went to the General's Mansion, and I don't know what stimulated me, and as soon as I came back, he said that he was going to move, and no one was allowed to mention it again. Good daughter, my mother doesn't want anything now, I just ask you and your brother to have a good marriage, and my mother is willing to die. ”

Without the glory of the princess's mansion, with the little officials of the old man's five grades, what kind of good family can her son and daughter find.

Looking at the shy daughter in his arms, Tong sighed.

She knows her daughter's thoughts, the king of Xi'an is handsome, he is the first beautiful man in Beijing, and he is gentle and affectionate, but unfortunately, there is already a princess, otherwise, she would have given up this face, and she would have to beg for her daughter.

But Princess Xi'an is the eldest daughter of Zhongyi Bofu, and the old uncle is the emperor. What does she fight for?

The only thing I can do is to persuade my daughter to stop thinking about it, and she is sad and sad.

In the rain falling in the Xuan, on the long carved corridor, a round-faced maid wearing a pink embroidered butterfly flying flower skirt walked hurriedly, she held a tray in her hand, and the butterflies on the skirt fell together because of the hurry, as if they were about to fly.

The drops of water dripping from the eaves fell onto the unknown leaves in the large flower pots outside the porch, and the bluestone slabs in the courtyard were washed clean by the rain.

Fanxing walked quickly to the door, and a maid had already lifted the curtain and shouted Sister Fanxing with a smile.

Fanxing answered, walked to the inner room with a plate, and Fanyue hurriedly took it and put it on the table.

"Get her a stove, and lo and behold, the tip of her nose is freezing red."

Sang Yu was crooked on the couch, holding a book in his hand, and asked Ding Lan to quickly bring a stove for Fanxing to cover.

Fanxing hugged the stove and pouted, "Madam, why are you like this?" The window is windy, what should I do if I get a chill? ”

When the time comes, see that Mama Wang swallowed a few of them alive.

He glared at Ding Lan again, "Sister Ding Lan, why don't you persuade Mrs. Ding." ”

Sang Yu sat up lazily from the couch, pointed to the stars and smiled, "Look, this posture can be compared with Mama Wang." Okay, okay, let me see what we are doing with the stars. ”

Sang Yu is very fond of listening to the sound of rain, the rain hitting the plantains, not only the plantains, but also the rain on the leaves, on the roof, or on the bluestone slabs in the yard, it is very good. Each kind has each kind of good, Sang Yu loves to sleep in the rain, light sleep, can't sleep, and his heart is very quiet.

When Qiao Mufeng came back in the evening, Sang Yu was already drowsy.

"Where's Madame?"

While untying off the rain-soaked cloak, he handed it to Ding Lan.

"Madame is crooked on the couch."

Qiao Mufeng waved his hand, and Ding Lan retreated with his cloak.

I went to change my clothes first, and when I came out, I saw that Sang Yu was already lying on the couch and falling asleep, her red mouth was slightly open, he smiled on his lips, walked over, looked at the white and tender little face, and couldn't help leaning over and pinching it lightly.

It seemed that her good sleep was disturbed, Sang Yu frowned, but she still didn't open her eyes, and muttered two words in her mouth, Qiao Mufeng didn't hear what she said clearly, so she turned over, turned inside, and continued to sleep.

Qiao Mufeng smiled dumbly, shook his head helplessly, took the book himself, and sat on the couch to look through it.

Ben didn't feel much sleep, but he felt tired and didn't want to open his eyes.

Qiao Mufeng had only turned two pages before he felt the person lying behind him turn over, and then, a pair of soft snow-white arms stretched out from behind and wrapped around his waist.

"You're back."

The lazy voice was soft and low with the softness that had just woken up, tickling Qiao Mufeng's heart.

"Didn't you sleep for a while in the afternoon? Why are you still sleepy? ”

Qiao Mufeng put the book aside, turned around and hugged Sang Yu into his arms, Sang Yu hung his head and leaned on it, yawned, and said weakly, "I just don't want to sit, I didn't sleep, I just lay down comfortably." ”

It's also quite comfortable to lean on like this.

Qiao Mufeng touched Sang Yu's forehead, "It's a little feverish, let the house doctor come over and take a look, the weather is getting colder and colder, is it catching the wind cold?" ”

Sang Yu shook his head, "No need, I'll just sleep." "If you look at the doctor, you have to take medicine anyway.

After thinking about it, he continued, "It's raining outside, and I sleep too comfortably, so I'm a little in bad spirits, really." ”

She slept for so long today, it could well be the after-effect of sleeping too much.

But when she got up the next morning, Sang Yu understood that she was really cold.

Lying on the bed with weak breath and a dizzy head, Mama Wang took a handkerchief and put it on her forehead, and read in her mouth, "Mrs. took the medicine, it will be fine in a few days, and you can't be so willful in the future, although it is said that the window is closed, but now in late autumn, this autumn rain is cold, and the daughter's family is already delicate, Mrs. sleeps, Mama goes to the kitchen to make you something light, and when Mrs. wakes up, the disease will be cured." ”

Sang Yu responded weakly, half-asleep, as if she heard someone talking outside, she opened her mouth, but found that her body couldn't move at all.

I originally thought that it would be fine in a few days, but I didn't expect Sang Yu to be menacing this time, and he was in a coma several times, Qiao Mufeng has been busy with the affairs of Yunnan Wang Jinjing recently, and he has to worry about Sang Yu, and the whole person looks haggard.

And Ding Lan's four big maids, who didn't take good care of Sang Yu, were punished by Mama Wang, Sang Yu's illness was always not better, and the little maids couldn't take care of it, so they were exempted from greater punishment, and they stayed in front of Sang Yu's window all day long, not daring to leave a single step.

Even Qiao Ming didn't go to school anymore, clamoring to see his mother all day long, and Mama Wang was afraid that he would be too sick, so she only coaxed him and said that his wife was sleeping and couldn't be noisy.

During this period, the Jiao family came to Qiao's mansion twice, but he didn't see Sang Yu, even Qiao Mufeng was not in the general's mansion, Tong heard that Sang Yu was sick, and laughed happily three times in the house, and his heart was depressed a lot, and he even had an appetite for eating.

This went on and on, and by the time Sang Yu was completely well, the yard was already covered with a thick layer of snowflakes.

After this illness, the whole person has lost a lot, the flesh on his face that he has finally raised is gone, his chin is pointed, his lips are still bloodless, and his eyes are even bigger.

She hugged Qiao Mufeng's arm and said that she was going to play in Zhuangzi.

Qiao Mufeng looked at her pointed chin, her eyes overflowing with distress, "Okay, when the snow stops, let's go, okay?" ”

Sang Yu's eyes lit up, "Then can I go outside to play in the snow?" ”

Call a few girls, build a big snowman in the yard, and wear a hat and scarf, it must be very beautiful.

Qiao Mufeng's face suddenly darkened, he was still thinking about playing in the snow, and his body was not yet well, "If you talk about playing in the snow, you won't go to Zhuangzi." ”

Sang Yu looked at him with wide eyes, and finally replied weakly, "Don't play in the snow, I'm going to Zhuangzi." ”

Qiao Mufeng touched her hair, sighed, and took Sang Yu into his arms, his chin against her head, this time, it really scared him to death, if Sang Yu couldn't survive, he, what would he do with the rest of the days.

But luckily, she's still there. (To be continued.) )