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"Isn't it, speaking of his origins, he is much stronger than the one who won the year high school."

"Two senior brothers, are you talking about the adult?"

"Of course it's him. Senior brother, it's normal that you entered the academy a few years later than the two of us, and you don't know. It has been several years since the Lord disappeared, and I have never seen him in person, so I heard all the news from the Master. ”

There were three young men who spoke. Two of them were about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other looked younger, twelve or thirteen years old, but all three of them were dressed in the same style, all dressed in aqua blue scholarly shirts, so that others could see their identities at a glance.

The three of them went upstairs while talking, and as soon as they entered the vegetarian restaurant, they gathered in the crowd by the window, and the person who had just solved the doubts of the middle-aged diners suddenly walked out, and said deeply with a smile to the three scholars who had just come upstairs: "Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Wu, I didn't expect to meet you here, it's really fate."

The two people he called were the two eldest of the three, and they also returned the courtesy: "Senior Brother Bai, I am fortunate to meet, I am fortunate to meet."

One of the two scholars, Zhang's scholar, immediately introduced to the younger scholar next to him: "Senior Brother Xia, this Senior Brother Bai is also a student of our academy, and he is two terms higher than me, but he died four years ago and took over the family's business, you haven't met."

Teaching for one day is a lifelong teacher, and people like this who have studied in the same academy naturally have the friendship of half a brother in the eyes of scholars.

The little scholar of the Xia family immediately bowed to the scholar surnamed Bai: "Senior Brother Bai, it happened to be a coincidence, and I am fortunate to meet."

After the four of them exchanged pleasantries, they walked to the window together. The guard of honor that crossed the corner in the distance was almost finished.

Looking at the tail of the honor guard, the scholar who was the youngest of the four couldn't help but ask the young man of the Bai clan who had just met, "Senior Brother Bai, looking at your appearance, it seems that you also know something about that adult?"

"Well, I've heard some from my masters before, and then I've heard some rumors about my family's business...... In short, no matter what the rumors are. What that adult has experienced is a legend. ”

The little scholar of the Xia family asked curiously, "Strange, why is there no one in the academy mentioning him now?" I don't know at all. ”

"Time can dilute a qiē, and everything about him happened a long time ago. And if it weren't for today's situation, we wouldn't dare to talk too much about him in private. The scholar surnamed Zhang, who was standing beside the little scholar, smiled slightly and said, "However, when we go back to the academy tomorrow, you must not worry about whether you will know."

"Oh......" The little scholar of the Xia clan nodded when he heard this.

Among the three. The scholar of the Wu family, who obviously didn't talk much, suddenly spoke: "Actually, as early as a few years ago, when I heard from my master about the accusation that that person was carrying, I was suspicious that there was something wrong with it, and now it seems that my conjecture is not all right, but half right. Now, the lord has just cleared his name. If it weren't for the reason in the first place, then I really have to suspect that the lord is going to be as demonized as rumored. ”

"Brother Wu, be cautious." As soon as the scholar surnamed Wu finished speaking, the scholar surnamed Zhang on the side immediately reminded him.

Immediately, the three Ming scholars spoke together.

Just when everyone stopped talking, among the several diners standing around the window, the middle-aged man who looked a little rough just now couldn't help but ask, "How many scholars." Listen to what you have just said. It seems that you know the new official very well, do you know who he is?"

The three scholars looked at each other for a while, their eyes suspicious, as if they didn't want to answer this question.

However, the young man surnamed Bai, who had been classmates in the same academy with three scholars and now had changed to business, hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying, "Actually, let's talk about this now." There shouldn't be so many taboos as before. That lord is Lin Shan."

"Oh, it's Lin ......" The middle-aged diner was about to pronounce a name as if he remembered a familiar old friend. But when the first words of those two words were spoken, his relaxed tone suddenly tensed. After coughing dryly, he forced a strong smile and repeated the other two words softly: "No wonder, no wonder......"

Among the diners, one or two people couldn't help but let out a slight sigh. Then everyone left the window one after another, returned to the table in the dining hall, and sat down to wait for the food.

Shi Yi pulled Mo Ye's hand, and as expected, seeing the stunned stagnation in her eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't say anything, don't ask anything, and when you return to nature, everything will be clear." Now let's eat first, and it will be very abrupt if we return in such a hurry. ”

Mo Ye raised her head slightly, her gaze met Shi Yi's quiet eyes, and she also felt a calm aura passing from the other party.

Mo Ye nodded, did not speak, and re-seated with Shi Yi.

……

When the scorching spring sun leaned against the mountains of Tianxi, the brilliance faded, and became like a red-hot iron ball, sitting in the courtyard of Xiaohuai Palace for half an afternoon, when the last leaf of the golden thread lotus on the brocade in his hand was embroidered, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the courtyard.

The footsteps were sparse, obviously the sound made by a woman when she walked, but it was not as submissive as the palace maid walking, with a kind of lord style of her own.

didn't see him, Concubine De could vaguely guess who the other party was in her heart. This expected thing was a little surprising, and a smile flashed in Concubine De's quiet eyes, and she slowly put the embroidery pattern in her hand back on the table next to her, and then leaned back on the upholstered rattan chair relaxedly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard entered the courtyard, and stopped at a position far from Concubine De, and then there was a 'bang', which was the sound of knees hitting the stone slab on the ground. There was a determination in the dull voice, but the kneeling man did not make any sound.

Concubine De slowly opened her eyes, and in an instant, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes, and she stood up from the rattan chair and said in a lost voice: "Sister Zheng, what's wrong?" Get up quickly, it's cold on the ground. ”

Even though she said that, she didn't walk past the woman with slightly messy sideburns who helped her up to her knees.

It was only after the air seemed to freeze for a moment that Qing Xia, the close palace maid who was standing beside her, walked over and helped the woman up.

The fine sweat on the woman's forehead had not yet dried, a few strands of messy hair were wet with sweat, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen, which should have been crying just now.

This woman is the wife of the official book, Zheng. But compared to the identity of the head of the Wanshang Shu's family, she has another identity that would be more glorious when she says it, that is, the hostess of the weaving workshop that once provided clothes for the masters of Ouchi.

The deeds of women doing business and standing alone have set off a trend since the granddaughter of Ye Daorong's family became famous in the business world at the age of 20 more than ten years ago. There is only one daughter among the heirs of the Zheng family, so it is not particularly strange for the Zheng family to take on such an important property as the Zheng family.

However, today, for the sake of her husband's family, even if the Zheng family no longer wants to risk her mother's share of the industry, she has to go through this experience.

"Concubine De." Zheng, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth with difficulty, and while slowly feeling out a thing wrapped tightly in a brocade from his arms, he said in a deep voice: "A new delicate silk thread has just been produced in the workshop, and I remembered that the pattern of the new embroidery of the mother was exactly one piece of thread, so I hurriedly sent it."

……

When the sunset had only sunk halfway into the Tianxi Mountain Range, the Zheng family left the courtyard of Xiaohuai Palace.

She is a frequent visitor to Xiaohuai Palace, so the restrictions on entry and exit are not so cumbersome and harsh, but the difference between respect and inferiority is always to be kept, and her personal maid is always not allowed to enter the hospital.

Out of the courtyard, Zheng's close-fitting maid Ah Yu, who was guarding outside the courtyard, hurriedly approached and grabbed Zheng's right arm.

The soles of Zheng's feet were indeed a little vain, and thinking back to the conversation with Concubine De in the quiet courtyard of Xiaohuai Palace just now, she not only felt a sense of detachment after strong pressure, but also a sense of irritability in her heart.

The woman's words made her dare not show any annoyance on her face in front of her, but when she thought about it afterwards, the more she thought about it, the more she felt anxious and angry.

As the only daughter of the Zheng family and the hostess of the Wan family, today is the first time to bend her knees and beg for someone. But this time the knee bending made her feel like she was bent over.

Ah Yu is the maid ring brought from her mother's family when the Zheng family married into the Wan family. From the girl in the boudoir to marrying into the Wan family, Xiao Yu has served the Zheng family for more than ten years, and she is still unwilling to marry an old girl, the sense of dependence and trust between the master and the servant is no less than that of sisters with different surnames, and the content of private conversations is less than a lot of etiquette.

Seeing that Zheng's face was different, Ah Yu didn't seem to be very happy, and remembered the reason why Zheng entered the palace in a hurry, so she asked in a low voice, "Xiu, but things are not going well?"

Although the Zheng family has been married for many years, Ah Yu is still used to calling her Xiu as she did when she accompanied her in the boudoir in the Zheng family. However, this kind of title, which seems a bit awkward in the eyes of her husband's family, can indeed make Zheng's mind more cheerful, and it also reminds her that Ah Yu is a maid brought out of her mother's family, and she is always a little different from the group of girls in her husband's family.

"How can it not be smooth." Zheng said impatiently: "She asked me for that thing a few times, and as soon as I scooped it out, she had to accept it immediately."

Ah Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and was puzzled: "Why does Xiu still look like he's very worried?"

"Concubine De...... This person may not be the kind of person who will help you do things after receiving benefits. Zheng sighed shallowly and said: "If the result is really so bad, I have no choice, who told her identity to be there, but I have rejected her many times before." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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