killed Cui Wanqing, she couldn't think of something buried in her sister's grave.

Even the most skilled grave robbers can't have the idea of hitting a little girl's grave, right?

This painting, in my previous life, was probably like that, forever annihilated in a dark and lonely tomb, and never came out again.

Now, this kind of baby, which was originally destined to disappear, suddenly turned a corner and appeared in the world again, can Cui Wanqing not be excited?

Her eyes were shining, and she stroked the scroll with her hand, and the lingering affection in her eyes was like looking at a lover.

Cui Yongzhong, who has been paying attention to his daughter, really didn't expect this painting to make Cui Wanqing have such a big reaction.

He smiled and touched his short beard, and said loudly: "Cui Shan, Cui Jian, come, open this painting, let your family Miss Jiu, appreciate it first, appreciate." ”

Cui Wanqing heard her father's words, she was really kind, and the cat in her heart seemed to be scratching hard, and finally went better. I couldn't help but look at my father and smile.

She looked at the scroll slowly unfolding in front of her with burning eyes, and she didn't notice her smile at all, and she was shocked by Cui Yongzhong.

Cui Wanqing and Cao Yunxiu not only look alike, but also have similar temperaments, especially when Cui Wanqing shows a happy smile like this, it is like Cao Yunxiu coming back to life.

Cui Yongzhong only felt that his heart was beating wildly for a while, and he couldn't help pressing his heart with his hand, "Yun Sleeve, it's really your daughter, it's carved out of the same mold as you, look at her so big now, you must be very happy, right?" ”

Over there, the painting scroll was finally fully unfolded, looking at the painting in front of her, Cui Wanqing couldn't help but admire: "It's really Shen Sanjue's peony!" It's really similar to the painting, it's like a god, look at this flower and leaf, and the butterfly in the heart of this flower, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's too detailed, it's just vivid, worthy of everyone! ”

Cui Yongzhong really didn't expect that Cui Wanqing still had research on painting, and he knew that Cui Wanqing could write well, and he would make snacks to make his mother happy, and he copied scriptures from the heart, not to please anyone.

Today, there is another small discovery, "I didn't expect Qing'er's views on painting to be very incisive." He smiled and muttered, greatly pleased.

If this painting can get an owner who appreciates it, it can be regarded as the end of it.

Thanks to his words, Cui Wanqing finally knew where she was now.

Recalling her gaffe just now, she couldn't help but smile and said: "My daughter's meager opinion is given by Mr. Bai Kong, although she is average in painting, but calligraphy and painting are the same, which is still very attractive." ”

"She has told her daughter several times that the peony of the Shen family has been in the world, saying that it has not been in the world for nearly 50 years, but it turned out to be in our family, which is really surprising."

Cui Yongzhong explained to his daughter with a smile: "This painting is a wedding gift from a friend of your mother's relatives. ”

"It's just that it's not good to go back, so that the family loses face, and then the family has a great change, and your mother also passed away sadly, and the father's wants to return the things to the original owner, so that he can have a little family background, so that he will not live too hard."

"It's a pity that that man is a high-minded and arrogant, and he has long disappeared without a trace, and his father has been looking for no trace, and this painting has been in our house for so many years."

Cui Yongzhong said this, and somehow thought about it, "That person is in love with Yun Sleeve to no avail, and by mistake, his serious fiancée, but when he was at his worst, he turned his back on the Mandarin League, found the royal family as a backer, and came to the Cui family with a holy decree to become his wife." ”

"Could it be that Zhou Yue'e already knew? Know what happened between Atsuzhi and Yunxiu? Otherwise, why didn't she go to anyone's house, but would come to Cui's house to fill the house? "When I think of the pillow, most people may be suspicious, but I don't know anything, and I have shared a bed with her for nearly ten years!

Cui Yongzhong couldn't help but be cautious with his spine, and his whole body was cold.

Thinking of things that he had never thought of, it seemed to open a new window in front of his eyes.

These old things are secrets in their hearts, secrets shared by themselves and Yun Sleeve, but this secret that was rotten in their stomachs may have long been known and become no longer secrets.

Cui Yongzhong only felt dizzy, and the feeling of dizziness for a while made him almost unable to sit still.

Fortunately, Cui Wanqing's attention was all on the peony in front of her, and she didn't find any strangeness about the second master of Cui.

"Okay, take it back to your room and take a look at it slowly, anyway, it's already yours, cherish it, Cui Shan, you send Miss Nine back." Cui Yongzhong's heart was in a mess, and he hurriedly sent Cui Wanqing away first.

Cui Wanqing's original sentimental heart was made up for by a rare book, she happily said goodbye to her father, hugged her heart, and happily went to Dongfu.

Cui Yongzhong locked himself in his room for a long time, it was dark, he didn't let people in to light the lights, and dinner was useless.

Cui Shan and Cui Jian stood at the door of the study, and there were hundreds of circles after turning, and finally heard Cui Yongzhong speak, "Come on, light the lamp, go and ask Steward Kui to come over." ”

Kui Steward, full name Cui Guangkui, was Cui Yongzhong's little servant when he was young, and when he was older, he became a long-term follower, and now he is Cui Yongzhong's housekeeper.

Cui Shan was his son, and after a while, four or five candlesticks were lit in the dark study, and the light in the room was as bright as the day.

Cui Jian asked with a smile: "Second master, it's not early, you drank a stomach full of wine at noon, and you didn't eat seriously at all, so let the small kitchen prepare chicken noodle soup for you, do you think that while Steward Kui hasn't come yet, you will pad your stomach first?" ”

Cui Yongzhong nodded dispensably, his thoughts at the moment were not on these at all.

However, Cui Jian was also pinched at this time, Cui Yongzhong put a bowl of hot chicken soup noodles into his stomach, and Cui Shan outside: "Second master, Steward Kui has arrived." ”

"Ask him to come in." Cui Yongzhong motioned for Cui Jian to remove the dishes, picked up the towel himself, wiped the corners of his mouth, picked up the teacup, and gently sipped the hot tea.

"Ah Shan and Ah Jian stayed, and let Jin Pei and Jin Yu stand far away and guard the door."

Hearing this order, Cui Jian's face was a little deformed, this usually his own master called people to discuss matters, Cui Shan was left twice, and he did not have it once.

Since he was left behind tonight, does that mean that he has been recognized by the second master?

This new cognition made him very happy, but he was not happy to be overjoyed, and the result of this desperate suppression was that his face was a little distorted.

That night, except for Cui Guangkui's father and son, and Cui Jian, no one knew what the second master Cui had ordered.

The night watchman outside only knew that as soon as the master and servant closed the door, it would be two hours.

This matter, of course, will be told to the masters behind their backs, but the people who receive the news have different thoughts in their hearts.

At the same time as the second master Cui made a move, Cui Wanqing in the east wing of Songcui Courtyard was holding her cheeks with her hand, and under the candlelight, she looked at a white jade luan phoenix hairpin in her right hand in a daze.

In the brocade box on the desk, there are several pieces of jewelry, which are all of great value, but Cui Wanqing's expression is not a little happy, and a pair of bright eyes are full of sadness.

Yingqiao and Brother Li stood far away, and they didn't dare to talk much, and the two exchanged a worried look from time to time, and then looked at their little master with concern.

After a long time, Cui Wanqing sighed deeply, smiled wryly and muttered: "This woman, what is she living all her life for?" What is the struggle for? ”

thought that in his previous life, he drank all the poison and died, and Cao Yunxiu also shed all the blood in his body for the birth of his daughter!

"But it turns out that it's all for these little people" Cui Wanqing carefully put the white jade luan phoenix hairpin in her hand back into the brocade box, and whispered to Yingqiao, "Yingqiao, put this brocade box and the small box where we put the contract, and place it carefully, the objects here are all precious." ”

Seeing Yingqiao carefully put the brocade box in place, Cui Wanqing stopped with a sad expression.

The next day, it was the day when Miss Xifu came to say goodbye to Mrs. Cui.

Cui Wanqing was gossiping with Cui Wanjuan, and saw Pan's mother walking in with a smile, holding two posts in her hands, walked up to Mrs. Cui, bent her knees to say goodbye, and said with a smile: "Old lady, it's a post from Jinghui Academy, take a look." ”

Mrs. Cui has received such a post many times, and she knows it in her heart, so she opened it and took a look, and glanced at Cui Wanyun and Cui Wanqing, "You two are ready to prepare, go to Jinghui Academy in three days, take the entrance exam, each person can only bring one mother and one maid, and the two of you choose the one you want to bring with you." ”

Cui Wanyun and Cui Wanqing stood up at the same time and saluted: "Yes, my granddaughter will take care of it." ”

Since I hit Cousin Yun's place, I knew that there was such an entrance exam, Cui Wanqing came back, but she had already asked several people.

Mr. Kong is indispensable, as well as Cui Wanhua and Cui Wanshu, she also brought gifts and humbly asked for advice.

Although the latter rushed to make the dowry behind closed doors, he was still happily received Cui Wanqing's visit.

Coupled with Zheng Xiuer's gossip, in this way, Cui Wanqing can be regarded as confident about the entrance examination.

With his current level, Class A of the small class is like taking something in his pocket and bringing it at hand.

The students of Jing Hui College are divided into three levels: the junior class is eight to eleven years old, the middle class is twelve to fourteen young ladies, and the large class is fifteen to sixteen young ladies.

Once you reach the age of sixteen, your studies at Jinghui College will be considered a successful one. R1152