"It is true that men and women are different, but they have their own strengths, and they are not judged by their strengths and weaknesses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn my opinion, my mother, who raised me alone, is more ambitious, and my sister, who wants to support this family, is more ambitious. Zhao Qinghe thought and said.

Xia Su was silent for a moment, and looked at it, "You really don't remember anything about the past?" ”

Zhao Qinghe made her glare, and said of course, "Sister is really, you don't like to listen to bad words and good words, brother, I can't be dumb." I take a lot of orders, naturally I have a plan, I want to rent a yard to start a workshop, **** Suzhou film. Although there are many people doing this business, Shantang Street, Zhuzhu Lane, and Taohuawu workshops are even more crowded, but Suzhou is famous all over the world, and the supply exceeds demand, and we can still earn a share. ”

"Didn't you want to be a serious painting and calligraphy dealer before?" Xia Su thought.

"It's okay to fill the façade, so as not to make trouble for the government, and the profit is far inferior to imitation films. What is the price of an ancient painting? Today's best painter's works can only be bought, Tang Yin's ladies can't be bought, and there are people competing for ten thousand taels. Wu Qihan's Mogu Zhai is just a good reputation for business, and he has to rely on the Wu family's other businesses to make money, and he himself sells fake paintings. I don't deceive, but I deceive openly, and whoever wants to take the bait. Zhao Qinghe has been running outside these days and has a very clear goal, "Of course, my sister is the signboard of our workshop, and it doesn't hurt to work slowly." ”

Zhao Qinghe said everything, Xia Su consciously couldn't interject, "If you have decided, you can ask Uncle Zhou Zizi for help, they know more people." ”

"I have discussed with them, Uncle Zhou recommended a few painters and framers to me, and there is still a shortage of craftsmen for seal inscriptions, so Uncle Zi said to help me for a while." Fortunately, relying on Xia Su's hidden master, he had a good start to the beginning, "Zhang Yunqing's three orders, my sister can take one order." If the construction starts smoothly in the first half of the year, we will be able to move out of the Zhao Mansion after the summer. ”

Xia Su instantly understood that everything Zhao Qinghe did was for independence, and he acted resolutely and worked hard to implement it step by step without hesitation. On the contrary, as an outsider, she hesitated to admit his relatives or not.

She suddenly felt funny, this is a mediocre self-disturbance.

"The third son is back!" The third son of the big donkey shouted extremely loudly.

Putting aside the complicated feelings of Zhao Qinghe and Xia Su, the people in this family were excited about Zhao Qinghe's new identity.

There is no right or wrong, there is no utilitarianism, it is human nature.

No father, no mother, no family to rely on, in the end, it is difficult, not to mention that they have all tasted the bitterness under the fence, because of the low status of the master, even with this small family is despised, and they have to swallow their anger for the sake of life. However, as the eldest son of Lord Zhao and the third son of the Zhao family, Zhao Qinghe became one of the masters of this mansion.

How could they not puff out their chests and raise their eyebrows?

"Go!" Zhao Qinghe kicked his feet, "It's better to call me the third master." "Childe's title is most suitable for a scholar like Shiro, who is polite and elegant.

"The government has its own set of rules, not to go to the rivers and lakes, nor to sell goods." The big donkey has a saying.

Taber pulled the big donkey aside and reported to Zhao Qinghe, "Young master, the old man has sent someone to invite you again, saying that the big house will set up a banquet tonight, and the old lady and the old lady will also come over." ”

"It's late, please." On Chinese New Year's Eve, I couldn't have a reunion dinner, so Zhao Qinghe booked Guanghe Building, and everyone went to the building to eat well tonight.

Taber looked embarrassed, "Young Master...... You better go for a trip, I've been invited over there several times, and it's the end of the year. ”

Aunt Tai also came to persuade, "Even if you go to meet the eldest master, the restaurant doesn't have long legs, even if we go over first, and wait for you to come before serving." ”

"I and Su Nianggang and the ladies in the house, girls, and children have guessed the lantern riddles after eating crabs, and have played for most of the day. It's not that I don't want to go, it's really not appropriate. Zhao Qinghe told the reason.

Xia Su smiled, not afraid of the whites of Zhao Qinghe's eyes, and said to the old couple, "You don't have to persuade him." The godmother brought him up with hard work, orphans and widows, and I am afraid that he will be wronged a lot. When he was a child, he also encountered injustice in the school because of this, and he had to abandon literature and martial arts to grow into this tiger-backed bear's waist. Now that I have finally survived, I naturally don't want to let the eldest master pick up a ready-made father to be a father. I also think that even though the godmother let us defect to Master Zhao, but at the same time concealed the truth from us, although there was the intention of letting the eldest master take care of his own son, but he did not let his son recognize his father's heart. ”

Zhao Qinghe looked at Xia Su, and the light of the sky folded long and short under his eyes, making the pair of dark eyes scorching. She always makes his heart pound when he is completely unexpected.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly, but the tone can't hide an intimacy, "My sister knows about me when I was a child again?" ”

His memory has recovered a lot, and he gradually understands why he has become a bastard who only talks about brute force in the eyes of others.

What happened to him when he was a teenager made him hate those self-righteous scholars, and he disliked them along with his good readers, and made a ruthless wish not to use his useless brain, concentrate on practicing kung fu, and don't bother to be a man, do whatever he wants, say whatever he wants, and solve things with his fists, but he is very worry-free.

But those are not his nature after all, he just pretends to be for a long time, and he can't go on without pretending.

As a result, a life was retrieved before the ghost gate was closed, and Zhao Qinghe was too lazy to pretend.

"The godmother said that you used to work very hard, and one day suddenly refused to go to the school, and she didn't like to study, so she went to ask Mr. Xuetang, but the husband said that you were stubborn and difficult to manage, and you didn't get along well with other classmates, and the godmother guessed that you were bullied. Otherwise, how can you think that the godmother who sells calligraphy and paintings for you to study, will let you abandon literature and follow martial arts. Xia Su also just remembered, because when the godmother said this, she was very impatient with this brainless brother-in-law, and she was napping while listening.

The two joined forces, leaving no gaps, who could say one more word.

Qiao Lian strode into the inner garden, and reported steadily, "Young master, the eldest master is coming here, I asked Ah Sheng to stop him, but I am afraid that he will not be able to stop it." ”

Qiao Lian Qiao Sheng, following people like Zhao Qinghe, whether it is the steps of walking or the rhythm of speaking, they are all quite bright and refreshing, and they are stubborn and strong who do not bow their heads to others.

After Qiao Lian finished speaking, Master Zhao's voice came, "Is there still a place in this mansion that I can't go?" Zhao Qinghe, what kind of servants are you looking for, no distinction between dignity and inferiority, all of them have been changed for me! ”

Zhao Qinghe's expression was cold, and he told Taibo that they set off first.

Xia Su is also leaving.

"Sister, stay here, in case I fight with Master Zhao, you can persuade you to fight." Zhao Qinghe raised his hand and grabbed Xia Su's thin arm, with a cold expression just now, he was a little tricky at this time.

Xia Su naturally knew that he was talking nonsense, so he broke free of his arm lightly, and stood to the side, his face expressionless, but his jewel eyes were quietly narrowed, as if he was smiling, and he was not afraid that a certain master would kill him at any time, and his tone was slightly raised, "I'll wait to see how you beat your father." ”

Aside from recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's ancestors, the blood relationship between father and son is an undeniable fact.

Zhao Qinghe shrugged his shoulders and blinked, "I'll also wait to see how you persuade you." ”

Master Zhao entered the garden, his mood was not calm, and he breathed fire at Zhao Qinghe, "Except for the three you brought at the beginning, everyone else will be sent away, and I will find someone who understands the rules." Glancing at Xia Su, his tone paused slightly, "You and I will talk in another place." ”

Zhao Qinghe is as immobile as a mountain, "I understand the rules of the old man, but I don't necessarily understand my rules." I'm looking for someone, whether I can do it or not, being loyal to me and Su Niang is the top priority. The person the lord is looking for is not suitable for this. I don't have to change places to speak, I am the co-master with Su Niang in this family, and I recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, even if I am willing, Su Niang is unwilling, and I can't do it. ”

Xia Su's eyebrows jumped twice, where is he waiting to see, is he going to fight with her?

Master Zhao's gaze was a little heavy when he looked at Xia Su, and he said to Zhao Qinghe, "I discussed with my wife and asked Su Niang to move to her garden." Although you are brother and sister, you are never blood relatives, and you are both talking about the age of marriage, and you live in a garden and gossip. When the New Year begins, you will marry the daughter of the Cen family......"

Xia Su's eyes were bright, and in an instant, he looked at Zhao Qinghe's astonishment, and in an instant, he moved away.

Zhao Qinghe wants to marry Cen Xuemin?!

Zhao Qinghe spread his hands out, as if blocking the surging waves, with an arrogant and cold look, "Slow, slow, slow, Master Zhao's words are concise enough, but the content is not rich, I can't turn my mind for a while, but I also answer you concisely-I didn't discuss." What my father should do, you didn't do it for me, but when you were a father, you ordered me to do this and that. I just wonder, do you want to recognize me as a son, or do you want to sever the father-son relationship completely? If it's the latter, I'm happy to obey. ”

He, once upon a time when he met the girl named Xia Su, he would think about how to provoke her to make her annoyed, how to quarrel and win her was something he calculated every day as soon as he opened his eyes, and since he found that the girl of the Cen family was especially able to hang one of Xia Su's jumping tendons, he was simply happy. Silver antique calligraphy and paintings, these are all dead things, they can still gather when they are scattered, he has the ability to make money, but it is extremely rare to let Xia Su poke his head out of the turtle shell and dance his teeth and claws.

Master Zhao's eyes bulged outward, and his throat rolled like thunder, "you" for a long time-

"Master, it's not good-" Steward Qi rushed over, "Steward Lu in the treasury hanged himself!" ”

Before Xia Su could react, he heard Zhao Qinghe's voice.

"I was wiped out when I was doing an errand in the Zhao Mansion, and now the Zhao Mansion is dead, and I went around and around, and I actually came back again, which is really interesting."

Xia Su was taken aback and looked up at Zhao Qinghe.

He stretched out a finger and pushed her head out of the garden, "Sister, the best time of our day is almost here." ”

The sun is setting, dyeing the sky in all colors, and there is no night waiting for an opportunity, which will replace all the daylight. The day of ink painting is monotonously painted. In the green night, the charm is boundless, and with every stream of water passing through the south of the Yangtze River, the pen is colored.

(End of first volume)

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Halfway through the text, it feels like this update is so fast, is there?

Come on, let's celebrate! (To be continued.) )