Chapter 65: The Old Man Again
Qiao Xuan didn't go in that direction, he just stood and blew the wind for a while, and then went back to the room in a leisurely manner.
And the direction he was looking at was where the Yamen of Fuhua County was located.
At this moment, in the small garden in the backyard of the prefect's yamen, the lotus-shaped lamps are arranged in the shape of half-closed buds, spreading around the seats, and the red lights are shadowed, covering the surroundings half-bright and half-dark, which has a unique charm.
The chairman sat down no one else, it was Ah Qian, who said that he had an appointment tonight. On the left, there are parents in Fuhua County, Wang Cheng, the prefect of Wangfu. On the right is a woman, wearing a long water red dress, covered with a light white cloud and thin smoke veil, with a head and sideburns, a red tassel hanging obliquely, a delicate face, and a graceful figure.
On the desk in front of the woman was a lyre, and her slender fingers leaped on the strings, and the sound of stacks of pianos diffused. She lowered her eyes and stared, not caring whether the dancing girl could keep up with her dancing queen, she just played as she wanted.
Ah Qian, the chairman, did not say a word about this, but the prefect Wang looked at the discordant singing and dancing, his old face turned red, and after waving his hand to let the dancing girls retreat, he lowered his body slightly and said to Ah Qian: "Let the adults laugh, this group of dancing girls is really too bad, and they are not worthy of the wonderful piano sound of my niece at all, and they insult the eyes of the viewers for no reason." â
"Where." Ah Qian lifted his lips, not salty or light.
Wang Cheng smiled for a while, and when he saw that Ah Qian was still lukewarm, he couldn't help but glance at his niece helplessly.
This niece has been a beauty embryo since she was a child and is very loved by the clan. He didn't have a daughter himself, so he relied on her a little more, and spent a lot of thought and effort to eat, dress and dress like the official lady. Qinqi, calligraphy and painting are even more to Dezhuang famous house to school. It can be said that he is his own son. It's not such a good treatment.
But it is precisely because of this that she has developed a delicate and willful temperament. But let her come out to play the piano, and she gave him a look.
Such a temperament that made him begin to wonder if his decision was correct? Let's hope she doesn't let him down.
Wang Cheng instantly restrained his feelings, and said to Ah Qian with a smile: "Last time, I heard that Lord Ruan returned to his hometown to recuperate because he was unwell. After a few days, I wonder if his old man is better? I prepared the best ginseng below, and I hope that the adults will hand it over on behalf of me. A little bit of a heart. â
Although Ah Qian doesn't say much, this doesn't mean that he doesn't know what other people mean. At this time, he said concisely and clearly: "The adult is so attentive, the father-in-law will know it, and he must be relieved." Speaking of which, my father-in-law mentioned you to me before he left. â
"But ......," Wang asked.
Ah Qian shook his head and said, "No, my father-in-law warned: You need to be more careful when you act recently." â
"This ......," Wang Cheng looked left and right. Whispered, "Why is that?" But what happened? â
Ah Qian said lightly: "Midsummer is coming, there will always be a few rainstorms, how can there be, get ready to meet it." â
Wang Cheng rolled his eyes darkly. nodded and said, "Yes, thank you for reminding me, the lower official has written it down." â
Ah Qian nodded. When he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, he knew that he was still thinking about it.
He glanced at the woman behind the harp. With a cold voice, he said slowly: "Miss's face." It is comparable to a drunken begonia, delicate and unique. And today's young lady's piano is far away, and there is hidden sorrow. In my opinion, this really doesn't match. Miss, it seems that she has a yearning in her heart, and under the backsliding, she is uneasy. â
As soon as the words fell, the woman's hand trembled, and the lyre made a rough sound, which made everyone present look at it. She looked at her uncle's frowning brow, quickly retracted her hand, and bowed her head.
Wang Zhifu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly licked his face and said with a smile: "Where is it, the girl's family is locked in the boudoir all day long, how can there be any yearning." My niece, who has always been proud, is why she played this empty and powerful sound. â
Ah Qian didn't refute, he just reminded him, he could see it, and others could naturally see it, but he was afraid that he was better at it than him. But since the prefect insisted on doing so, he had nothing to say. Individuals have their own lives, and whether they succeed or fail depends entirely on their creation.
During this time, let her learn the rules hard. When news comes from there, her father-in-law will personally send someone to pick her up and take her to Dezhuang Mansion. Ah Qian briefly explained a few words, and then he didn't plan to stay for a long time, he refused the beautiful concubine sent by the prefect Wang, got into his carriage, and returned to the Supervision and Examination Division.
After Ah sneaked away, the smile on the face of the prefect gradually receded, and he stood on his own for a long time in the cool night before turning back and looking at his delicate niece lovingly.
"Xian'er is tired today, right?" Wang Cheng asked with concern.
The more tolerant he is, the more self-conscious Wang Fengxian becomes. She didn't expect her mind to leak out just because of the sound of a piano. She has a heart, a secret that even her best little sister doesn't know. That dive is so good.
"Uncle...... "No matter how delicate she is usually, in front of her uncle, she is extremely obedient.
She knew from a very young age that it was the person in front of her who gave her a proud capital. She can disobey anyone, but she must be obedient in front of him. Because obedient children have candy to eat.
Uncle's long-term accumulation of power made Wang Fengxian subconsciously retreat, she bit her lip and defended in a low voice: "Uncle, Xian'er doesn't have it, she doesn't care about others......"
Wang Cheng just smiled, and he said very kindly: "Uncle knows." â
How could he not know? At the beginning, he spent so much money to send her to the famous house of Dezhuang to practice, how could it be such a simple thing?
He was already thinking, these people with a very high reputation, the disciples they received were definitely not bad, with the talent of the phoenix immortals, he was afraid that he would not be able to jump into the high gate? When the tide rises, he doesn't have to nest here and be a small county magistrate with a bigger sesame seed.
And now, what is the Dezhuang family, and a bigger opportunity is in front of him!
Thinking of this, Wang Cheng smiled affectionately and said, "Xian'er, during this time, you should stay with your uncle." You are also a big girl, how can you find a good marriage if you stay in the countryside? A few days ago, my uncle asked someone to go to Liedezhuang Mansion and invited an old mother from the family at a high price. During this time, you followed her to learn etiquette. Got it? â
"Yes, Xian'er knows." Wang Fengxian lowered her head and answered.
She had already felt it. Uncle is going to marry her, but I don't know who the other party is? Can she sue him. Does she like Saburo?
It can be the order of parents and the words of matchmakers since ancient times. How could a woman come up with it herself? When my uncle heard this, he would think that she was not virtuous, right? In that case, she and San Lang will have no chance.
Unconsciously, a figure appeared in Wang Fengxian's mind, that figure was obviously petite, but it could ignore everyone's gaze and walk smoothly in front of that person.
It's that idiot. Wang Fengxian's eyes flashed, how could she think of that fool? Yes. Even that fool can muster up the courage to pursue her sweetheart, why can't she?
It's not good for her to mention this to her uncle in person, but Saburo can. San Lang was in Dezhuang, and the adult just said that someone would pick her up and go to Dezhuang at that time. In this way, she was given the opportunity to create a zĂ o.
As soon as the decision was made, Wang Fengxian was much more relaxed, she couldn't help but think of it, and listened to the people in the village. The fool's family moved away, and I don't know where they went? Alas, it didn't matter, she listened to her uncle first. Stay in Fuhua County and learn more from your mother, so that you can better meet San Lang.
Tian Mi didn't know that she was being remembered. She slept soundly at night and slept well until dawn. When she woke up, she looked at the wound on her hand. I found that the place was extremely smooth, with only traces of pale pink.
"What a miraculous powder." She muttered with wide eyes, and sat on the bed with the quilt for a while before slowly getting up.
After she got out of bed, she took a few tentative steps and found that there was no problem with the sprained foot at all, so she couldn't help but smile and feel a lot better.
As always, she was the last to step into the hall, and the food on the table had been laid out, but there was one less person at the table.
It's just an empty side, so why do you feel like the whole room is empty?
Tian Mi pursed her lips, and didn't specifically mention Qiao Xuan's departure. She sat down on the right, looked at the normally-colored gruel in the bowl, and a strange color slipped through her big eyes, and she looked up and exclaimed, "Not bad, Xiaochuan, this is well done." â
"Cough, cough cough......" Tian Chuan coughed a few times when he heard this, choked his handsome little face, lowered his head and muttered: "Sister, my mother's health is almost better, and today is my mother's cooking." â
Tian Mi suddenly realized, "No wonder, why did I say that this progress is so great." â
"Mother, look at my sister, you know how to bully me." Tian Chuan blushed and looked at Tan absently.
Tan looked at his daughter dotingly, and had no intention of helping his son at all.
Seeing that he couldn't find a helper, Tian Chuan bared his teeth, closed his mouth very consciously, lowered his head and silently picked up the rice.
After Tian Mi finished eating, she picked up the various materials she had sorted out earlier and went to the pharmacy.
After greeting Yang Xiao who was squatting in the corner as usual, Tian Mi entered the inner courtyard and entered the tent.
Tian Mi came early enough today, I don't want to, Yang Xian, the person who stepped on the door on weekdays, turned out to be earlier than her today.
As soon as the two made eye contact, they turned away, and neither of them paid any attention to the other.
As soon as Tian Mi sat down in her position and put the things in order, she heard a sound of footsteps at the door. Soon, Boss Zhang's loud voice came in, "Yo, Miss Tian is here so early." â
He looked at Tian Mi with a smile on his face, and he was still thinking about what Tian Mi said at dinner yesterday, so he arrived a quarter of an hour earlier than usual and came to block people early. He saw the information on Tian Mi's desk at a glance, pointed to them and said, "This is the form you said yesterday?" â
"yes." Tian Mi handed him one of the stacks of materials, and asked with a smile: "I'm afraid that the owner has a lot of things to do these days, right?" If you're busy, we might as well start early so that we can finish as soon as possible. â
"Yes, yes, hurry up, and open as soon as everyone arrives." Boss Zhang looked at the information intently, the more he looked at it, the more his brows furrowed, and then sadly found that he didn't seem to understand it at all.
Thinking about the discussion for a while, this girl will explain to everyone, so he is not in a hurry to ask, silently put the information back, and said, "I will immediately ask them to tidy up the meeting room, and we will start at the right time." â
Tian Mi made him a cup of tea, she saw that Yang Xian on the other side had an expression of wanting to speak and stopping, and was estimating how long he could hold back, and then she heard him smile with a shy face: "Boss, can you have a discussion today?" (To be continued......)
PS: Today's second update, thank you Beibei, please don't be sad, Ran Xiaoxi sent the pink ticket, thank you not for the peach blossom fan sent by Liu Ke, the sachet sent by Nanxian Hermit, and the peace charm sent by Xiaoyu Bessephone and Mencyg.