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It's also strange to say, it's okay for others to eat it, but the two grapefruit sent into Rong Tuying's mansion were poisoned.

The person who had these pomelos in his hands that day and sent them to Luoyang was called Gong San'er.

It's also strange to say, this person didn't know if he knew that something was wrong, so he absconded in fear of crime, and Hou Ye Fu let people rummage through Luoyang City behind his back, but he didn't find this person.

In this way, Fu Houye will inevitably feel more pressure.

Recently, everyone in the court and China has stopped interacting with him, the gate of the Changle Marquis Mansion is locked, and the people of the Fu family are miserable.

At this time, Fu Qibin, who had been in Jiangnan for many years and had only recently returned to Luoyang, brought Zhong and Fu Qixian to visit Fu Minghua and King Qin.

Yan Chai didn't have the time to see him, the weather gradually turned colder, Emperor Jia'an intended to go to the Huaqing Palace on Lishan Mountain to stay for two days after a few days, and he had the intention of making Yan chase the prison country.

He has been busy with local affairs lately, and Emperor Jia'an has already delegated power to let him deal with some of his newly appointed courtiers in the Hetao area.

And in the palace of King Qin, because Yan Chai wantonly excluded dissidents and promoted talents in an eclectic manner, many people intended to worship him as diners, and he has been very busy recently.

Even Fu Minghua hadn't seen him for two days, and he naturally wouldn't take the time to meet people like Fu Qibin and Zhong.

On the day when the people of the Fu family came, Fu Minghua set up a banquet in the Zhongcui Tower, where a large area of cold plums was planted, and now it is blooming just right, as soon as you enter the garden, the fragrance of the garden will come to your face.

The palace of the king of Qin covers a wide area, and Fu Minghua does not often come here, and when he walks in the garden, he feels that the scenery is quite beautiful, and when the garden was built, the craftsman obviously also put some thought into it.

When the subordinate brought the people of the Fu family over, Fu Minghua had just taken the crispy tea and drank two sips.

Fu Qixian didn't care, although he was in the ink, but when he entered the palace at this time, he also knew that he was afraid, and he felt uncomfortable.

But one of the eyes fell on her when he entered the room, with scrutiny and scrutiny.

Fu Minghua took the tea sideways, and after feeling that someone was looking at her, she lightly hooked the corner of her mouth, took another sip, and then put the teacup on the coffee table on the side and turned sideways.

In front of Fu Qixian, several people saluted and got up, and Fu Minghua's eyes fell on Fu Qibin, who was standing beside Fu Qixian and looked more than ten years younger than him.

He is not young anymore, he is already in his thirties, and he is not much younger than Fu Qixian, but Fu Qixian has been greedy and lustful over the years, and he has hollowed out his body.

At the beginning, Fu Qixian could still see his handsome appearance, but now, his belly is straight, his cheek muscles are relaxed, the corners of his mouth are drooping, and his prominent eyes show an old state that cannot be concealed.

In contrast, Fu Qibin stood beside him, and it can be said that he was still middle-aged.

"The subordinate came back a few days ago, and he has only time to come to see you so far." After Fu Qibin came back, he was still waiting for the new position arranged by the imperial court, and he should be a little anxious about the current scene in the Changle Marquis Mansion, but he looked mild, smiling, and did not see the slightest worry.

This time he came to give some gifts from Jiangnan when he came back, the weight was quite heavy, when the next person led them in, Fu Minghua had already seen the list presented by Mama Jiang, on which a statue of Guanyin Buddha was sent to the son, from the hand of Wei Xian in the Han Dynasty, Wei Xian is known as the magic of the axe, and the skill of carving jade is very outstanding.

In the Han Dynasty, the objects carved by Wei Xian's hands were hard to find, and today, after many years of dynastic inheritance, his works are even more expensive.

As the saying goes, if you are courteous to others, you must ask for something.

Fu Minghua accepted this gift, so naturally he would not go around the bend with him.

"Why should the third uncle be polite, they are all his own family." She smiled and tilted her head to order someone to take a seat.

Fu Minghua sat on the chair, her thin waist was straight, and the cyan dress she was wearing suppressed some of the girl's brightness, and she was a little more calm.

The subordinates moved chairs up, and several people naturally sat down in turn.

Yang was so nervous that he didn't know where to swing his hand, so he only tried to straighten his waist, trying to sit well like Fu Minghua.

She looked good at Fu Minghua sitting like this, but unfortunately she lasted less than half an hour, and then she felt a sore back, and her upright back bent down again, and her hands were propped up next to the chair.

Naturally, this is not good-looking.

But fortunately, no one cares about her at this time, and the Zhong family is only worried about the future of the Changle Marquis Mansion and whether the husband's errand can be implemented, so that the husband and wife will not be separated in the future.

"I'm ashamed to say that." Fu Qibin sat down, since Fu Minghua called 'Third Uncle', he naturally hit the snake with the stick, and said cordially and with some regret: "When Yuan Niang got married, I, as an elder, was not in Luoyang, and I couldn't congratulate you in person, so I feel very sorry when I think about it." ”

There was something in his words, Fu Minghua lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled, and when he raised his head, he looked gentle again: "Although the third uncle has not arrived, the ceremony has arrived." ”

Fu Qibin laughed.

Zhong glanced at him several times, but he was unhurried and greeted Fu Minghua.

Based on this alone, Fu Minghua can see a little bit of Fu Qibin's personality.

He can calm down, have a city in his heart, and be ruthless enough.

When Fu Minghua did not settle a relationship with Yan Chai at the beginning, the Bai family proposed to let Fu Minghua curry favor with Rong Sanniang and the Rong family for Fu Qibin's future, but Fu Minghua did not believe that there was no shadow of the third uncle among them.

Now he can laugh with Fu Minghua as if he was nothing.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be talking and laughing, but Fu Qixian had already rubbed his palms several times.

Fu Qibin talked about poetry and songs, but he couldn't interject, he could only laugh with him on the side, Yang's face turned red, and a little embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

"This cold guest in the palace is just right, and the scenery of this garden is exactly that: cold frost and snowdrifts on a cold day in winter, looking for fragrance and smelling plum blossoms to Zhong Cui."

He reached out and stroked his long hair, and opened his mouth to make half a poem.

Fu Minghua listened to the flattering meaning in his words, raised his hand to block the red lips, and then stroked his palms with both hands: "The third uncle really did a good job." ”

Fu Qibin waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm just afraid that Yuan Niang is complimenting me." ”

She didn't want to go around in circles with Fu Qibin anymore, so she coughed lightly, stretched out her hand to press her waist skirt, her eyes fell on the skirt embroidered with hibiscus on the hem of her skirt, and asked with a smile: "The third uncle returned to Luoyang after his term of office, and if there is any news from the ministry, where will he be transferred in the future?" ”

Fu Minghua threw out the words, Fu Qibin stared, although he quickly endured this look, but he was still seen by Fu Minghua. (To be continued.) )