"Miss, I used to send Lamei to the eldest young master's house, why do you want to send her now?"

Ziwei waited for the young lady to wash her hands and clean her face, and said suspiciously.

Lamei, who was setting up the dishes and chopsticks on the side, paused when she heard this, "Yes, Miss, the slave is also strange!" ”

Gao Iris took the handkerchief, wiped his hands carefully, and sighed: "In the past, there was nothing wrong with letting Lamei go, but now, more things are better than less." Today I took her to school, the eldest brother and they went to the warm pavilion, this maid is quite measured, and the double geese around the eldest sister are far away, unlike the second sister, the two maids around the fourth sister, their eyes are staring at the eldest brother and they look at it, there is no sense of proportion at all. ”

Ziwei chuckled: "This maid is average-looking, but her eyes are clear, and she is self-aware. ”

Gao Iris sat down on the kang, and Lamei put the small kang table in front of her in time, and said with a smile: "Compared with those few, it is really reassuring." ”

"Whether it's good in my heart or eye, when I see anyone in the courtyard who has a heavy job and is tired, I am willing to go up and help out."

Lamei shook her head and smiled: "Miss, don't look at this maid who doesn't look good, but her brain is smart." I was waiting in the young lady's room for a few days, and the poems and words that the young lady read, she remembered quickly, and she still read the Tao at the head. ”

"Oh?" The round and tender lips of the high iris are slightly opened.

Lamei recalled: "The night before yesterday, the slave maid came out to pour water, and saw her standing under the bamboo, muttering what a cold day, locked, sycamore, frost and the like, the slave and maid were in a trance for a while, and thought that the young lady was reading poetry there. ”

"Xiao Xiao locks the window on a cold day, and Wutong should hate the frost at night."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it."

Gao Iris smiled abruptly: "This poem was originally written about homesickness, and Mr. just taught it a few days ago." I read it once that day and night, and she remembered it. What a smart one. ”

"It's because this girl is homesick!" Ziwei smiled.

Gao Iris said lightly: "Is there anyone else in Lin Xi's family?" ”

Lamei said with a smile: "I heard that there is also a pair of distant cousins, the cousin does some small business in Beijing, rarely walks around, and can be regarded as lonely." ”

Ziwei said: "Those who sell themselves into the house are all so poor that their families can't open the pot, whose relatives are willing to move around!" ”

Gao Iris nodded yes, and was about to move the chopsticks, when he suddenly seemed to think of something, paused and said: "Xiaoman is out of the house, her mother didn't say anything, right?" ”

Ziwei filled a bowl of soup, put it in the young lady's hand, and sighed: "Madame is seriously ill, but she wants to say that this will not be a good time, so she has to endure this breath!" ”

"Tell Cong's mother that you still have to keep an eye on the yard. Those who have big hearts especially need more eyes. If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, open his mouth, and talk about the master's affairs behind his back, no matter who she is, just send me out. ”

Ziwei, Lamei saw Miss's rare voice, and couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all responded together.

……

The sun is shining and the sky is dust-free, which is a rare good weather in winter.

In Zhengyang Palace, a palace maid, a eunuch stood with her eyes down, and Queen Li, dressed in a formal suit, took the fish food from Chunyang's hand, raised her wrist lightly, and threw food into the half-person-high celadon lotus fish tank.

Swimming fish are rushing in, competing to bite and eat, and a tank of green water is rippling, which is extraordinarily smart.

"Queen, Grandpa Xia is here!"

Li Yan gave Chunyang a look. Chunyang waved his hand, and the palace maids and eunuchs under the corridor dispersed in an orderly manner.

There were about forty people who came, their skin was white and their skin was clean, and after saluting, they bowed forward.

"Back to the queen, the people of the Cui family have just hit the road, and they will be able to enter Beijing in ten days and a half months."

Li Yan's eyebrows did not change, she threw another handful of fish food into the tank, and said lightly: "Who is the Cui family who entered Beijing this time?" ”

Xia Dong lowered his eyes and said: "It's Mrs. Gao's eldest brother-in-law, Cui Rongze, the master of the Cui family, accompanied by a young master from the big house and two girls in the clan. ”

"Oh, it's actually the boss of the Cui family?"

Li Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and coldness flashed in her eyes. She threw the fish food, and the lotus step moved lightly, and slowly paced around, as if she was watching the fish in the tank, and seemed to be thoughtful, and did not say anything for a long time.

Chunyang, Xia Dong glanced at each other, stood quietly aside, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Watching people, and then passing on Imperial Doctor Liu to ask for a pulse for the palace."

After a long time, the cold voice sounded slowly. With a meaningful smile, Li Yan brushed her sleeves away.

The faces of the two people on his side tightened, and they hurriedly followed closely behind.

……

Drunken Xianju is famous in Beijing for bamboo leaves, and there is an endless stream of guests who come every day, especially at sunset, there must be cars in front of the building. The business at noon is relatively light compared to the night, but the business in the private room is still full.

The private rooms of the Drunken Immortal Residence are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the first class is several private rooms with the number of Tianzi. Although the name Tianzihao is cheesy, it can't help but sound magnificent. There are a lot of magnificent people in the capital, so the attendance rate is extremely high.

Today, the No. 1 room of the Drunken Immortal Residence came to two good-looking guests.

The guest ordered a table of wine and food, and drove out the guys in the private room and the little maids who carried them. This made Lin Nan, the proprietress of the Drunken Immortal Residence, a little curious.

At this time, it was the eighteenth time that she looked at the Tianzi No. 1 room upstairs.

"Shopkeeper Nan, what is the origin of these two people?"

It was Mr. Tent of the Drunken Immortal House who spoke.

Mr. Ledger's surname is Lu Mingbu, which has the same name and surname as the famous generals of the Three Kingdoms period. The difference is that Lu Bu is handsome, and his tender face hooks the heart of the girl.

This Lu Bu is in his fifties, his face is full of wrinkles, and his gray hair has become a Mediterranean trend.

"Old Lu, your eyes are a little worse. Why can't we even recognize our Daxin Guotang and Gao Xiangye? It's not like he's come to our Drunken Immortal Residence once or twice. ”

Lin Nan had a pair of wonderful eyes, and a silver bell-like sound slowly flowed out of his slightly curled red lips.

"I just said it looks familiar. Didn't he just come yesterday? Why is it here again today? ”

Lin Nan glanced at Lao Lu faintly, and looked at the No. 1 room of Tianzi for the nineteenth time.

"It's good to be an official, someone invites you every day, and there is wine to drink, and after drinking, you sit in the Wanhualou next door, and the silver is taken out, and the girls are scrambling to pounce up. The left one, the right one, can't hug it. Lao Lu, if I can take the test for fame and become an official in my next life, it would be great! ”

Lu Tent sighed while dialing the abacus.

Lin Nan was a little upset by his broken thoughts, and said bluntly: "Old Lu, if you are willing, I will give you money tonight and let you go next door to hug the two?" ”

When Lu Tent heard this, his old face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't, don't, shopkeeper Nan, I'm talking about playing, talking about playing." ”

Lu Tent has always been afraid of the inside, and he is not even allowed to accept a concubine's wife, let alone visit Wanhualou. Although Wanhualou is only a few steps away, since the opening of the Drunken Immortal Residence, the Lu tent room is still as guarded as jade.

Lin Nan took a deep breath, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his fair face, and he beckoned to the running hall gang beside him, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Gangzi is the running hall of the drunken immortal residence, and he, Qiangzi, and Wuzi are the first-class running halls, and they only greet the guests in the private room.

The gang raised his eyebrows, nodded again and again, and saw his towel behind him, and neatly took the wine jug upstairs.

……

On the main seat of room No. 1, Gao Zecheng played with an empty wine cup with a leisurely face, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

He Chenggang turned sideways, intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes fell on Gao Xiang, and he said after a long time: "I don't know what happened to Gao Xiangyi?" ”

Gao Zecheng glanced at him lightly, and said lightly: "Qiu Yu has followed me for more than ten years, served me with all her heart, and gave birth to a pair of children for me, which can be described as a lot of hard work." Just ......"

He Chenggang said eagerly: "Just what? ”

"It's just that although Humble Jing is seriously ill, he is still there. Is it too early to talk about the topic of continuation at this time? Gao Zecheng said unhurriedly.

"Besides, the young and the old are orderly, and everything needs to be said first. Aunt Zhu entered the door first, and gave birth to a pair of children for me first, even if I want to continue the strings, it should be Aunt Zhu who is the first one. ”

When He Chenggang heard this, he was not sad but happy.

"Xiangye is really affectionate and righteous. It's just a matter of continuation, and there are no rules to talk about, just according to what the prime minister likes. If Xiang Ye is willing, the thirteen pawnshops of the He family in Xin are willing to give Xiang Ye this number! ”

He Chenggang stretched out five fingers and gestured gently.

Gao Zecheng's eyes tightened, the essence flashed, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

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The author has something to say: I forgot to upload the chapters on time, in order to prevent the senile dementia of the bun from becoming stricter and stricter, from tomorrow, the transmission time will be changed to half past eight in the morning, book friends, forgive me!

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