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Because Liangji died young, according to the regulations of the funeral is simple, Jane here means low-key, not noisy or wanton, but in the dead of night, Mrs. Liang opened the warehouse, picked out a few beloved things and the things that the three sons loved before their deaths, and put them into the thick coffin of Nanmu. That night, a little girl next to Liangji also unfortunately fell ill and died.

The little girl who is still two months away from being in time, after all, she is still not blessed, it is said that she looks very beautiful, and she looks a little like Nanzhen.

The new people in the house don't understand who Nanzhen is.

The old man leaned on his ear and whispered: It is the grandson's room, more beautiful than a fairy, and then died somehow, this is a taboo, the masters are annoying, don't mention this person.

On the day of the burial, the little girl who looked like Nanzhen was also stuffed into the grave, and the servant who was in charge of filling the pit seemed to be blind and deaf, and could neither see the little girl's struggle nor hear the little girl's moaning. Yin, just shoveling the soil with one mind, keep shoveling, and after a while, the grave will be quiet, and everyone's hearts will be quiet.

Mrs. Liang's heart could not be calm, she was also a mother, and felt that the little girl's parents were really pitiful, so she sent twenty taels of silver and arranged to retire in a country grange.

The little girl's parents wiped their tears and kowtowed to Mrs. Liang, calling Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Two honest countrymen, middle-aged only one girl, died unexpectedly, the main family not only did not dislike but also rewarded twenty taels of silver, this is not Guanyin Bodhisattva What is it?

After that, Mrs. Liang did a ceremony at Daxiangguo Temple. The Xie sisters accompanied her to recite scriptures in the temple, and all kinds of trivial matters were not mentioned for the time being.

……

On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, Yu Chenxing had to go back to his home to spend the festival with his mother, and before leaving, he couldn't help but run to Shuanghuai Lane to visit Baidian.

It's normal for a man to love BMW, he just came to see this grumpy horse, but Zhuang Liangzhen was also there, so he took her by the way, which was reasonable.

After seven or eight days of silence, he appeared again, Zhuang Liangzhen was holding a carrot in his hand, neither pretending not to see him, nor expressing too much, just nodding to him slightly.

"Oh, what a coincidence, since I met, I just have a few words to say to you." Yu Chenxing looked at her with one hand on the railing.

She said, "Please." ”

"I know you hate me." He was crisp, his gaze looked away from her, "The Heming Racecourse was a lesson, don't think that I really don't dare to do anything to you if you have a good Xiao, if you dare to slap me in the mouth again, I will still clean you up." ”

She hooked her lips and smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"But that time, I realized that you really don't like me."

"It's always been true."

"I thought you liked scum, but I didn't expect you to take a fancy to me."

"I've loved a scumbag, but I can't love a scumbag." She said softly.

Unexpectedly, Yu Chenxing was not angry, laughed twice, and turned his head to look at her: "Yes, you have a lot of personality, but I'm not interested in you anymore." No matter what happens to the two of you in the future, please remember not to come to me, and you must not like me, remember, don't, it's not that I'm self-inflicted, the main thing is that I have met too many girls, some of them are like you, I didn't like it at first, and then I couldn't get rid of it. ”

"Don't worry, I won't." She held her hands gently in front of her, and her posture was beautiful, and at first glance, she looked like a well-educated noblewoman.

Rest assured, right? What is this tone that comforts him? Yu Chenxing sneered: "Then I wish you to get what you want as soon as possible, don't die in his hands." ”

"Thanks, I'll do my best." Her eyebrows were gentle, but such gentleness was not warm at all.

……

The chef in Shuanghuai Lane has good skills and makes authentic Kyoto Chongyang cakes.

Because the girl Zhuang speaks a standard official dialect, she can't hear where it is, and it is not easy for people who don't know where to grasp the taste. The cook asked Chunlu about it.

I don't know about the spring dew.

She asked Zhuang Liangzhen: "Girl, what flavor do you like?" As long as you say it, there's nothing that the cook can't do. ”

Zhuang Liangzhen thought for a while and recalled: "In the past, in Shanggu, we all ate the kind of transparent, several layers, a layer of red beans, a layer of apple fruit, a layer of dates, a layer of walnut slices, and finally sprinkled a layer of wood petals, or rose petals. ”

"The girl is from the Upper Valley? The slave's godmother is also from the valley, and she has lived in Kyoto for ten years, and there is no standard for the official language of the girl! Chunlu was sincerely amazed.

Zhuang Liangzhen shook his head.

"I'm not from Ueya." She said.

Although she looks the same as usual, for some reason, Chunlu faintly feels compassion, she is not the smartest subordinate, but she has a sharper intuition than ordinary people. Whenever Miss Zhuang was extraordinarily soft, extraordinarily calm, or extraordinarily calm, she felt that she was very pitiful.

Yes, pathetic. No one will believe it, and it's not logical.

But that's how she feels.

For example, the young master bullied her in the private room of Heming Building, on the way back, she leaned on the lotus-colored pillow, calmly stared at the maple forest outside the window, and it was normal to have dinner at night, and under the sarcasm of the young master, she ate a bowl of japonica rice porridge, two pumpkin pies and some side dishes as usual, but when she bathed, she said that she wanted to use the turnip-scented bath beans, and the voice was extraordinarily soft, but Chunlu heard her nose sour.

In the end, it's a girl, and I've been bullied again, and there's no place to sue. Chunlu remembered that when she was a child, she was resold by her teeth, and she met a fat-headed and big-eared buyer, looking at them back and forth, touching here and there from time to time, although the young master was very handsome, but Miss Zhuang didn't like him, and when she was harassed by him, she was in a mood similar to that of her at that time.

Zhuang Liangzhen didn't know the mixed feelings of Chunlu at the moment, she used a paper cutter specially made for girls, little by little to repair the tail of the kite, the slender little finger was slightly warped, and the clear paper made a crisp rustling sound, and there was a strange peace in the quiet morning.

Before noon, Qiushui came with an enamel box, and said with a smile: "This is the queen's reward, an authentic palace first-class royal point, and the young master only ate one bite and let it be packed." ”

Zhuang Liangzhen thought that his ears had heard a mistake, and the aftermath would be so good?

Sure enough, he was not so good, and there was a note pressed in the small compartment of the box: There is no free dim sum in the world, and on the day of the return of the white spot, I want you to cooperate with the Wei Institute to thoroughly investigate the case of the smuggler war horse.

Although he pretended not to care very much, he didn't know how many times he had calculated it in his heart, after all, he also had half of the blood of the Liang clan on his body, and people who shed such blood were all cold and shrewd by nature.

Zhuang Liangzhen pinched the pastry, took a bite, it was delicious, it was a delicacy she had never tasted, and looked at Qiushui who was standing aside: "Say thank you to Yu Gongzi for me, please rest assured that I never owe favors." ”

Qiushui smiled and retreated, and soon after standing in the study of the eldest princess's mansion, he replied with a glance: "The girl ate red dates and citrus flavors, and the food was very fragrant, and she also made two big kites, and she was going to play by the river after lunch." ”

Yu Chenxing hummed absentmindedly and looked at the official document in his hand intently.

……

There are many people scattered along the river, all in family groups, as little as three or five people, as many as one or twenty people, some come to climb in autumn, and some fly kites.

There are only two little girls, there are no elders or brothers around them, only two servant women in front of them, but they have a lot of fun.

"Look, girl, it's our kite that flies high!" Chunlu didn't expect Miss Zhuang's hands to be so skillful, although the big dragonfly they tied was thick and clumsy, and it took several days of hard work, but it was very strong, and it flew high when the wind blows, and this was the first time she flew a kite since she was sold by her father.

yes, very high. Zhuang Liangzhen stared up at the sparse blue sky of clouds, blue and very moving.

As her mood gradually brightened, she touched the red-haired ear and let it carry her.

"Girl, what song are you singing, I can't understand a word." Chunlu wiped her sweat.

Sing the white dot favorite.

The softer she hummed, the happier the white dots became, spreading her hooves and running to the left and to the right, if she ignored her size, it was no different from the lion dog of Sahuan.

On the bluestone road not far from the riverbank, a horse-drawn carriage with a pineapple wood scarlet brocade curtain slowly drove by.

Wu Qingyue put down the curtain hatefully: "Cheap, you can be so happy to entertain yourself!" ”

Yingshuang carefully trimmed her nails: "She couldn't be happy for a few days." Mrs. Ryoji didn't care about her, and it wasn't that she didn't know that she ran to Kyoto to spread wild, but she didn't have time to clean her up right now. Besides, the Xie sisters are also here, how interesting it is for you to let them go in a hurry and watch them tear. ”

Wu Qingyue squinted her eyes and smiled: "You still know my heart best." ”

As night fell, Duke Lu's Mansion canceled this year's Chongyang Family Banquet because of the matter of the Third Young Master, but except for the quiet, the mansion was running as usual.

The brothers in the clan originally had the intention to make a lively transfer for Liangxiao, but now it is definitely not possible, and finally they gathered in the mansion of the eldest princess of Xianning to drink tea. In order to show respect for the late Third Young Master, everyone only tastes tea, and there is no music and there will be no Mei Ji on the side, just a simple chat, but everyone kneels beside a skillful tea maid.

Liang Xiao and Yu Chenxing sat side by side, both of them belong to the category of good people in the circle, but the types of good ones are different.

One is reassuring, the other is indulgent, so that two people who are in opposite directions get together, but they also talk and laugh.

Yu Chenxing chuckled: "Cousin, don't you want to keep that little gadget there with me?" I still have that house in my hands, and now I don't even have a place to be merry and happy for you. ”

"Didn't you? Then I'll find one for you. Liang Xiao said.

Yu Chenxing immediately waved his hand: "Then what is Cheng'er, why are you embarrassed to trouble you, in fact, I am just curious about what you want to do?" Just leave it like that? ”

"Be patient with women."

"It has to be a woman, you have to be a woman, you are ...... The teeth are sharp. Yu Chen smiled indecently.

"You don't have to pretend to be confused." Liang Xiao held up the tea bowl, "You're not her type of person." ”

Yu Chenxing's smile froze, and a trace of fierceness suddenly flashed under his eyes.

Liang Xiao smiled: "She can communicate with horses, but she doesn't control horses, and horses are like people, with different personalities, and even extremely dangerous, don't let her get involved too deeply." ”

He was referring to the case of smuggling war horses.

"So, I don't dare to use it yet." Yu Chenxing raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I want to see what she's capable of, too." Liang Xiao raised his eyes to look at him.

Yu Chenxing looked away and smiled silently.