At night, Lin Jinlou ordered someone to send supper to the study. Lingsu and Lingqing carried the kang table in, only to see that Xianglan was still asleep under the covers, vaguely revealing half of her fragrant shoulders, Lin Jinlou ordered the kang table to be placed on the Luohan bed, and the two didn't dare to look around, so they bowed their heads and went out. On the kang table, there are eight plates of delicate vegetables, two bowls of rice, a plate of pastries, a casserole porridge, a casserole soup, and seasonal fresh fruits cut into cubes. Lin Jinlou shook Xianglan awake, served her vegetables for a while, and served her soup for a while, but fed it to his mouth, and asked, "Do you like to eat it?" I still want to order something and let the cook do it. ”

Xianglan rubbed her eyes and sat up, but she was already hungry, and drank two mouthfuls of soup in a daze, Lin Jinlou saw that she was sleepy, her face was red and fluttering, she was really a begonia spring sleep, and she was as lovely as a sleepy cat, so she couldn't help but reach out and rub it again, and hugged her and kissed her. Xianglan dodged left and right, and in the end let him succeed, glared at him, slapped his hand away, got up and put on her clothes and lifted chopsticks to eat.

Lin Jinlou hummed a little song, eating, touching pandan for a while, touching it again for a while, looking happy, and eating an extra bowl of rice. Xianglan looked at him: "I'm going back to my original residence early tomorrow morning." ”

Lin Jinlou frowned, stopped his chopsticks and asked, "Why are you going?" ”

"Something is still there"

"It's worth a few bucks there, don't want it."

"There's the needlework I made, and I embroidered it by hand."

"When you go back, just send someone to get it, and you will accompany me here."

"No, the old woman in the courtyard takes care of me more on weekdays, and she has to come to the door to thank me in person."

"Pay the money in the account, let the boy in the newspaper thank you."

Xianglan blushed: "Just now, you still said that you would treat me well, why did you come up domineering again?" ”

Lin Jinlou stopped talking, and took two mouthfuls of rice, and he had just found it. It's not sticky enough, I can't wait to be around for a while, and naturally I don't want her to go outside.

On the second day, although Xianglan got up late, she still went to the small courtyard where she used to live, and Lin Jinlou also threw away her official business and followed, frowning when she entered the courtyard. Stayed in the east room where Xianglan lived. His brows were about to twist into pimples: "Can this broken place live in people?" It's cloudy and tidal, and I'm sick even if I'm not sick. ”

Xianglan pretended not to hear it, and cleaned up the needlework she had done in the past few days. And he folded his clothes neatly. Lin Jinlou looked around in the courtyard and saw a broken pot on the windowsill, with a chrysanthemum planted in it, although he couldn't look at it. It was thought that Xianglan planted it with her own hands, so she pointed to the pot and said to Shuangxi: "Take this away." Turn around and move a good basin and set it up in the house. Shuangxi hurriedly agreed and went with the flower pot.

Lin Jinlou entered the house again, and saw a few pages of paper scattered on the coarse wooden kang table under the kang. When the wind blows, the first few pages float down, revealing the paintings underneath. There was a portrait of a man. Lin Jinlou immediately picked up the painting. After looking closely, I felt that the person on the painting was familiar, was it?

Xianglancha turned around, only to see Lin Jinlou staring at Zhang Hua'er, it was the portrait she painted for him that night, his face was red, he stepped forward and grabbed the paper and pinched it in his hand, looked away with his eyes and said: "I always draw flowers and birds, people can't draw well, but I paint casually, not on purpose!" ”

Lin Jinlou looked at her white and red face and red ears, and felt itchy in his heart, look at how cute and attractive this little appearance is, the water is as bright as flowers, it can shine. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, just draw me casually?" Did you draw it at night? And said you don't want me, huh? ”

Xianglan's face turned even redder: "What, what, what do you say, what did you paint at night" turned around and pretended to pack up her things, and stuffed the painting under an embroidery piece.

"Okay, then I'll draw it during the day." Lin Jinlou suddenly hugged Xianglan from behind, kissed her the mouth, kissed her hard, kissed her hard, and kissed her hard, Xianglan was shocked, and struggled and whispered: "During the day, what kind of wind is smoking, there are still people outside!" ”

Lin Jinlou stretched out his hand and pulled the painting out from under his clothes, Xianglan went up to grab it, and was so anxious that she stomped her feet and said, "Return me quickly!" Lin Jinlou raised his head and said: "No, what should you do if you tear it, I like this painting too much." ”

After the cleaning was completed, before leaving, Xianglan personally went to thank the old woman, and with silver, gifts and other things, Lin Jinlou beckoned to call auspiciousness, took out the painting from his chest, and handed it to him: "Go to the best master to frame this painting, use the old red sandalwood shaft rod, inlay the tortoiseshell agate, go back and frame it and hang it in the study, don't forget to take it away when you go back to Jinling." ”

Jixiang hurriedly took it with both hands, he thought that Xianglan had painted a very famous work, and when he opened it to no one, he saw that the painting was painted by the uncle, although it was very expressive, but there were only a few strokes, and there was a large drop of ink on the corner of the paper.

Now that Xianglan has returned, Lin Jinlou is naturally satisfied, taking Xianglan to meet the elders again, and choosing a date to discuss the marriage. When Mrs. Lin saw that her eldest grandson had a smile on her face for the first time in the past six months, she couldn't help but rejoice, and she also rewarded Xianglan once.

Lin Jinlou specially invited Aunt Xia to officiate the marriage. Aunt Xia's heart is bright, she has held the Dragon Court, hugged the jade pillar, served the Queen Mother and the princess, Lin Jinlou invited her, not to work for her, but to fight for the glory of Xianglan. She really cherished Xianglan in her heart, took her hand and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help sighing: "I felt that you were different from their ordinary ones that day, and it was reasonable to have this creation. "In a few days, the palace asked the eunuch to pass on the decree, and the queen mother ordered Xianglan to meet her, and the Lin family was in a big uproar. Xianglan entered the palace to present the four paintings she painted, and the Queen Mother couldn't help but be happy, and asked her about the "Biography of Lanxiang Layman" in detail.

Lin Jinlou couldn't be happy, it turned out that after Xianglan left the palace, Aunt Xia took people to her house and sent someone back: "The Queen Mother has a life, because she is married, it is not good to carry her own family in and out, let Aunt Xia be her maiden family and take Miss Xianglan over." Because it was the Queen Mother's order, Lin Jinlou couldn't refute it, so he had to urge the family to prepare for the happy event.

The Qin family was very careful about this family matter, asked them one by one, personally managed them, and talked to Lin Changzheng and his wife at night: "I have been choking enough in the past six months, and when I live to this age, I only look at my children. Brother Lou got a lovely person together, so let him be, Xianglan is also a good one. The lord too, don't always pull your face, now the queen mother has personally summoned Xianglan into the palace, and rewarded such things back, I heard that the queen mother also let Xianglan from time to time to enter some paintings. There are all numbers in the royal court. The master can't be awkward anymore, see the child and give a smile, she will be your daughter-in-law in the future. Your son's warmth and coldness will depend on her. ”

Lin Changzheng said: "Who is awkward? You and I are a three-year-old child, and I used to be a bit more angry. ”

Qin knew that he loved face, so he couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Changzheng was a little uneasy and said, "Okay." It's night, it's almost sleep. How can there be so many words. ”

Chen Wanquan and the Xue family were also picked up and temporarily lived at Aunt Xia's house. From the day of the faith, the husband and wife felt like they were in a dream, and then they were overjoyed. I walk with a flutter. Xue said happily: "Her father, do you remember the fetal dream I had when I gave birth to Xianglan?" Thousands of orchids have bloomed, and Ma Banxian said that I want to give birth to a noble girl. You don't believe it, you see. Hasn't it been fulfilled? ”

Chen Wanquan was so beautiful that his beard was cocked, but he sighed happily: "The Lin family has a pair of snobbish eyes, and I am afraid that my daughter's background will suffer in the future." Thinking of being Lin Jinlou's father-in-law in the future, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, his heart was full of joy, and his whole face didn't know how to laugh; Thinking of Lin Jinlou's majesty and power, he has always been like a god, and he can't help but feel weak in his knees, and he can't speak, but he is afraid of it, and he doesn't want to deal with it, so he is happy and sad for a while, he is troubled once, happy once, restless, happy and worried, his heart is too hot, and he is even sick. On the contrary, the Xue family, Zhenzhen'er is really happy, and only looks forward to her daughter's marriage, and she will be glorious and prominent in the future, and she will wholeheartedly buy it for her daughter.

On the day of marriage, Lin Jinlou sent 100 soldiers under his command to open the way with crimson gauze lanterns in their hands in the dark, illuminating the night as day, and coming to the door to marry. This is really a sensation in Beijing, and some good people have compiled it into the "Biography of Lanxiang Laymen", and there are heated discussions on the streets and alleys. At night in the cave room, Xianglan was also uneasy, and asked Lin Jinlou quietly: "It's not appropriate to welcome such a big battle?" ”

Lin Jinlou smiled proudly: "Don't worry, I've already made it clear to the saint, aren't I afraid of wronging you?" Now people are as thin as a veil, everyone is staring at the wealthy, especially the servants in the family, as well as those officials and dependents, not to say anything on their faces, and they are also mean people behind their backs, I am giving you a strong voice, so that they can all see and understand, and they will not dare to bully and wronged you in the future. ”

Xianglan's eyes turned red when she heard this.

"Yo, why did you drop the golden beans again, is this moving?" Lin Jinlou smiled and took her in his arms.

Xianglan wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "No!" ”

Lin Jinlou pointed to his cheek: "Still say no?" Something without a conscience, look how good I am to you, kiss it quickly. ”

Xianglan wiped her eyes, looked at Lin Jinlou, slowly stretched out her arm, hugged her husband's neck, and kissed her with a reserved look.

After the New Year, the excitement gradually faded. Lin Jinlou packed up and returned to Jinling. Because of the cold weather, Lin Zhaoxiang and Mrs. Lin stayed in the capital for the winter, Lin Changzheng entered the cabinet, the big house naturally stayed in Beijing, and Lin Jinting in the second room had to study and take the exam, Lin Zhaoxiang personally inquired, so he did not leave. Lin Jinting didn't go, and the Wang family stayed.

Before leaving, Xianglan Tete went to see Brother De'er, and saw that he had grown taller, but he was still tiger-brained, so he added a lot of comfort to his heart, and praised Brother De'er in front of Lin Dongxiu, intending to let his stepmother love him more and treat him well in the future.

Lin Dongxiu is pregnant, sitting on the bed to raise the fetus in the town, his face is sallow, but his spirit is good, and he said sourly: "He is the eyes of the Hou Ye, and he has personally taught him to read and write, who dares to treat him lightly." Saying that, he touched his belly, "I don't know if this baby is male or female, Master Hou can treat my child half as good as Brother De'er, which is also creation." Xianglan is silent, Lin Dongxiu does not please Yuan Shaoren, the husband and wife are just courteous, and there is not much kindness, now Lin Dongxiu is going to have his own child, if Yuan Shaoren hurts Brother De more in the future, it is difficult to ensure that she does not have resentment, the child is in a difficult situation, cheer up to help Lin Dongxiu pick out the material for the child to make clothes, Lin Dongxiu said: "Alas, I haven't been born yet, I will worry about it, I can't wait to prepare food and clothing for a day, I just want to use the best." ”

This sentence made Xianglan Mao pause, and said secretly: "Yes, as parents and elders, they always hope that their children will work less, have a good future, and live this life comfortably and smoothly." But his own way to go, fate of good fate and bad fate will always be encountered, ups and downs are inevitable, others follow the fear of it is useless, as long as he is taught to be a good man, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and eventually have their own creation. Thinking of this, my heart brightened up a little more, and I quietly called Brother De'er to my side and sent a lot of things, and asked again, saying: "Listen to your father's words, treat others leniently, don't care, let go, and life will be smooth." Brother De'er's fleshy hand took Xianglan and whispered: "I know, I remember everything my aunt told me." Seeing that he looked sensible, Xianglan couldn't help but feel sour and a little relieved, and said: "If there is anything that is not good to tell the family, just write a letter to me, if you have anything in your heart, if you want to find someone to talk to, just sue me." As he spoke, he touched his little head, held him in his arms, and kissed him lovingly with his little fat face.

Back to Jinling, Lin Jinlou was busy and did not touch the ground, he stayed in the capital for more than a year, and Jinling's official affairs had already piled up. Xianglan is more leisurely, the population of the family is smaller, and the miscellaneous things are less than half, she is orderly every day and sorts out the affairs of the inner house. Originally, she also lived in the Lin family for three years, and she had assisted in the affairs of the house, thinking that she was already familiar with the road, but within a few days, she realized that being a maid slave, or being half a master, is very different from being a grandmother in the main house now. The reason why the servants and servants in the house were respectful to her was that Lin Jinlou favored her, and now that she is the grandmother of the main house, she is even more awe-inspired, especially when she was a maid and concubine, she was deliberately bullied, so as not to tremble. In the past, she gave orders to speak, and some decent servants were just polite on their faces, but now they are really in a hurry to say good things and laugh. She looked around, the malice that was crushed by being crushed by others was now completely replaced by a smiling face that was warmly flattered, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she should have an equal and pure heart, but because of the difference in status and power, the world is just cold.

Lin Jinlou has been out of town since he came back, and he didn't care about changing his clothes every day when he came back, he was stuck on the bed, on all sides, as abrasive as a child, only let Xianglan wipe his face and hands, take off his boots and change his clothes, peel the chestnuts and feed them to his mouth, ask for this and that, let Xianglan listen to him with the belief of the post book, and write for him. Xianglan saw that he was covered in dust, tired and haggard, and also took care of him, considerate of the cold and warm, and found a few warm medicinal foods to replenish his body, but he never admitted that he felt sorry for him, otherwise he would be too proud to be satisfied. (To be continued)

ps: Originally, I wanted to end it, the public opinion on Weibo was surging, and the masses reported that they wanted to write something sweet, and the people in the group also said the same, it's really sad> _ then write a little more, but it will soon be over ^_^

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