The next day, Jiang Ming came to visit again.

He had come to see Zhuang Liangzhen, followed by six servants carrying boxes.

Zhuang Liangzhen's eyelids were not raised, sitting upright on the beauty, peeling pomegranates one by one, the slender fingers were as white as jade and soft as willows, more like new bamboo shoots after the rain, not seen in just a few months, and became beautiful again. Jiang Ming hurriedly lowered her eyelids and said with a smile: "There are some new additions to the clothes that the girl used to use in the camphor box, and the size is cut according to the requirements of the second master, so it should be appropriate." The pineapple wooden box is the girl's favorite book and pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., and the sandalwood box contains a few spices suitable for the study, this is the list, please also look at it. ”

Chunlu stepped forward and bowed her head to take the list.

"The second master also thinks this place is good, you can live if you like, and because of the relationship between Master Yu, those girls are not good to come and trouble you."

"Oh, just don't bother me, or they'll be in trouble." She took a pomegranate and put it in her mouth.

Unable to seem to feel Zhuang Liangzhen's contempt in his attitude, Jiang Ming continued: "The second master also asked Xiao to relay a few words to you: If you really want to marry him, just don't make trouble, take the time to write the review, if you can have the consciousness of thinking about the wall, it would be better." The rest is on the letter, read for yourself. ”

This time, he handed over a letterhead with a few bushes of Mo Lan drawn, opened it and there was still the fragrance of ink, Zhuang Liangzhen shook the flat page, and there were only two lines of words in his eyes: after giving birth to a child, they will get married, or only give birth to a child.

Zhuang Liangzhen crumpled the letter paper, smashed Jiang Ming's face, and then sat back to the beauty in a dignified manner, and said softly: "I also have some words for you to bring to him: When Mrs. Liangda wrote the marriage book herself, he accepted the ancestral jade pendant of our Zhuang family, and wanted to withdraw from the marriage, yes, return the jade pendant to me; If you don't want to retreat, then don't care if the Xie family, the Li family, or the Wang family's young lady, marry me obediently. As for children, men must not force women to have children, chase too hard, and what is born may not necessarily be his. ”

Jiang Ming coughed lightly in embarrassment, and Chunlu's face was crimson.

……

After Jiang Ming left, Zhuang Liangzhen put down the pomegranate and fell into deep thought.

rushed back to Kyoto from Wuling so quickly, I should have seen Master Pingxin, and I also knew that the third volume of the "Book of Horses" was burned by her, so there are these boxes today.

Replaced by a little girl who is in love for the first time, she will probably be confused by him again.

……

Autumn is deep, the most prosperous Shengchang Street in Kyoto has two sides of the vermilion lacquer bronze door open on the street, one side is the Lu Gong Mansion and the other side is the old Shangshu Mansion of Liangge, these two are the most famous lineage of the Liang family in Jiangling, the big long room of the Liang family and the second room of the Liang family.

Smooth, clean and spacious streets, the vendors never dare to come here to set up stalls, but every fifteenth day of the first month is still a little bustling, only to see a lot of sedan horses parked in front of the door, some to visit, some to send posts, some to trust the relationship, everyone lined up in the gatehouse near the corner gate to register in the register.

A carriage driven by two war horses with black paint stopped steadily in front of the Zhu Gate, and the silver bells embellished on the eaves of the carriage were crisp and pleasant, attracting everyone to steal their eyes.

A handsome man got out of the car, most of his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, but it was not difficult to see that he was very young from the smooth chin.

With a long sound, the two vermilion lacquer bronze doors that could not be opened several times a year parted on both sides, and several lively little guys poured out from the corner door, shouting the second master and carrying the luggage.

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the return of the good grandson.

They stretched their necks to look inside the Zhu Gate, and saw the tall and wide birds and beasts Yunxiang shadow wall, but they couldn't get a glimpse of the embroidery carvings in the depths, which was the ultimate glory, but also the ultimate remote.

Mother Dong returned the news of the second young master's return to the house to the second lady Liang, who was feeding the third young master to drink medicine.

The third young master, Liangji, is the eldest son of the second room, and was once the youngest Xie Yuanlang in Daqi, but now he is a paralyzed man and can no longer take the imperial examination.

"Mother, the second brother is here, I'll change my clothes and go to meet me." Liangji said.

Mrs. Liang said softly: "Don't worry, drink the remaining few sips while it's hot, and I will stew purple ginseng for you in the evening." "I didn't say yes or no.

She was born with kind eyebrows and good eyes, and she spoke official words, but she couldn't hide the softness of Jiangnan in her accent.

The corners of the third young master's eyes were slightly wet, and only in front of his mother would he forget the shame of being a wasted person.

But no matter what, it is a blessing to be alive, it was the second brother who saved him, if the second brother did not suck out the snake venom on his leg for him in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Second Mrs. Liang patted San'er: "Silly boy, you are his cousin, he deserves to save you, otherwise, with what he does, he will not only be sent to Shanggu, you better keep your distance from him." ”

The third young master said guiltily: "What did he do, it was all my fault......"

Before she finished speaking, she was blocked by Mrs. Liang, and it was rare that a layer of fierceness rose between her eyebrows: "Shut up, I don't have to pull everything on myself, and I am not allowed to say such things again in the future." ”

……

It is rare for the noble family to have such a good-tempered young man as Liangxiao, who treats people kindly and humbly, even if something like that happens, the sisters, sisters and even brothers in the family still like him, and even the old lady, who has always been hard, has softened in the past two years.

The girls in the second and third rooms, when they heard that Liang Xiao had returned home, they all looked like yellow warblers who had just come out of the cage, and ran out of the garden prettyly, just waiting for Liang Xiao to kowtow to the ancestors, so they rushed up and surrounded him, and asked his brother if he was too tired during the journey. The temperament was very arrogant and asked him directly for gifts, and he also wanted delicious food from the valley.

He is very patient, and although he doesn't talk much, he doesn't make people feel cold.

In fact, this man is not very good at coaxing girls, and the only thing he is good at is coaxing Zhuang Liangzhen. However, it is not easy to coax someone to be happy, and how can you have the heart to coax others again.

Fortunately, the girls are coquettish and will not disturb his rest.

Compared with his brother who always holds up a stand and trains people, he really pleases his sisters.

His Shende Garden is still the same, the golden ginkgo biloba stands straight on both sides of the road, and then there are pavilions like camphor in the depths, and the water mill floor tiles ripple in the broken gold-like sunlight, only the ancient cypress standing under the study window seems to have changed again, like a pen walking dragon and snake, the meaning is quite good, but the people who often come here to study ink, or sit under the tree to cut new clothes for him are gone.

Dongzhu shouted "Second Master" with red eyes, she cried so much that she couldn't help herself, Liangxiao stroked her hair, and then didn't say anything anymore.

Passing through the study, we came to the south side of the garden, where there was a wing room, which was once set aside for the eldest maid to live in, and in the future it can also be arranged to pass the room. But now only Dongzhu remains.

Nam Zhen's room is to the east, and there is a pot of canna in front of the window, which is still alive. But when the next person died, he could only be carried away by a roll of mats, and there would be no tablet for a better thin coffin.

She was holding her breath in his arms, and kept murmuring at the last moment: "Second master...... I ...... wronged"

"I know."

"I'm not afraid...... Die...... But...... Who's going to take care of you......"

"I'm fine, you can sleep." He gently covered her eyes.

She smiled, as if she was very satisfied, she couldn't make a sound for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to open her lips: "Second master...... I'm cold...... Kiss me......"

He leaned over and touched her lips gently, he was fourteen that year, the first time he kissed a girl, she was seventeen, she died very quietly, and her lips were cold.

Soon after, the second lady of Liang sent someone to invite him to Ciji Hall, and said bitterly: "Nanzhen ignored the rules of her ancestors, and she was fifteen years old, and she was five months pregnant, so it is not a pity to die. It's just you...... Why are you so confused, what kind of girl do you want, if you have to pick this juncture, your grandmother has just passed away...... It's not even six months! ”

This incident alarmed Lu Guogong, and he killed more than a dozen subordinates that night, so frightened that Mrs. Liang didn't dare to speak again.

After several discussions, the clansmen decided to arrange for him to go to Xihe, which was equivalent to exile, and his return was far away.

Mrs. Liang was not spared, and copied the scriptures in the Buddhist hall for a whole month. The patriarchal wife of the family died early, and she was in charge of the middle feed, Liangxiao is a grandson, and she has an unshirkable responsibility for committing such a crime.

Just when she was copying the scriptures, the third young master Liangji was bitten by a bamboo snake that had been raised for half a year, and after biting, he found that this was not a bamboo snake, but a snake with an extremely similar appearance.

After thinking about it, Lu Guogong changed the West River to Shanggu. At the age of fourteen, Liangxiao rushed to the upper valley; At the age of twenty-one, he returned to his hometown.

……

On the moon, the willow tops, the subordinates pushed the wheelchair of the third young master to Shende Garden.

Mrs. Liang did not explicitly block it, it is rare to have someone her son wants to see, just let him be happy, it is better than being stuffy in the house...... Jump the track...... Stronger.

As a mother, she tried her best to make him feel better, although from time to time she would remember that she had been a promising child. Every time I think about this, life is better than death.

Liang Xiao stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair himself.

The servants followed behind in an orderly manner, and from time to time the relaxed conversation of the masters came into their ears, and the second master was telling the third master about the customs of Shanggu.

Ryoji was fascinated by the fact that he hadn't been out of Kyoto for many years.

As I walked, I walked to the garden on the south side of the study.

Liangji's complexion changed slightly, and his gaze dodged slightly in the glowing candle flame: "Second brother, you haven't told me where the divine doctor in Shanggu has gone, can he really heal my leg?" That one...... Let's go to the camphor forest, what is there to see here. ”

"Why isn't it pretty?" Liang Xiao patted him on the shoulder, "Once upon a time, you didn't like to come here the most. ”

Liangji clenched his palms suddenly, only to hear a deep voice in his ear: "Isn't my Nanzhen beautiful?" ”

Nam Jeong!

Liangji trembled, the corners of his mouth furled, and horror gradually overflowed from those still clear eyes.

……

Early in the morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, Yu Chenxing received an obituary from Duke Lu's Mansion - the third young master Liangji was gone.

sighed, he pinched the obituary and dangled beside Zhuang Liangzhen: "There is a young master in the Lu Mansion who is gone, which one do you hope it is?" ”

She didn't raise her head, and concentrated on depicting a picture of the autumn garden: "People die greatly, you better be more solemn." ”

"My cousin taught me a lesson."

He emphasized his cousin's pronunciation, full of disdain, but leaned over to hold the barrel of her pen: "The dog you drew is good, whether it is male or female, it should be male, I will help you draw an ear for it." ”