Guan Ping's letter had just been taken out, and the two old men were about to faint when they saw the handwriting on it, but Liu Liangsheng next to him snatched the letter, shaking his hands and almost tearing the envelope, and the old lady Jia and the old lady on the side shouted "slow down" vigorously.

There were only a few words on Jia's letter, but he asked the two elders to take care of Guan Ping, who went to Beijing to take the exam, but it was the unique font on it that made Liu Liangsheng, a man in the prime of life, unable to read it several times.

"This rebel girl, all these years to send back such a few words?" Old Mrs. Jia finally took a straight breath and began to scold, but Mrs. Jia knew that he was just stubborn verbally, and she didn't know what it was like to be soft in her heart.

The couple only had Jia Yaoniang's daughter, and Liu Liangsheng, as Mrs. Jia's most proud protégé, had nothing to worry about, so the couple made up their minds to recruit Liu Liangsheng to inherit the family business. Who knew that Jia Yaoniang went out to salute once and came back with incense, and once asked Mrs. Jia to withdraw from her family, but at that time, Liu Liangsheng had already indicated to Mrs. Jia that he would change his eldest son to the surname "Jia" after marriage, and how could the ecstatic Mrs. Jia agree to Jia Yaoniang's request.

After that, Jia Yaoniang was depressed, and finally disappeared with a soft and soft night in a dark and windy night; Liu Liangsheng searched for it in many ways and found out that there was also a commander of the Inner City Praetorian Guard who disappeared with her, and the matter became clear that Jia Yaoniang had eloped with the guard named Guan Fang!

Now that seventeen years have passed, there is no trace of Jia Yaoniang, only Guan Ping, who has grown up, has appeared, how not to make Mrs. Jia anxious and angry.

Liu Liangsheng's fate was not all smooth sailing. After Jia Yaoniang fled, out of guilt, Mrs. Jia came forward to help her ask for the daughter of the Shangshu family of the original Ministry of Rites as his wife. Unexpectedly, the young lady injured her body after giving birth to her first child and it was difficult to conceive, Liu Liangsheng didn't know what kind of thoughts she had, and she didn't take a concubine after that, so she guarded her for so many years. At the end of the year before last, that young lady finally couldn't survive the cold winter and died, and after that, neither the former Ministry of Rites nor Old Man Jia could make him rise up to the idea of marrying again.

At this time, seeing Jia Yaoniang's letter, he couldn't control his mood, and asked Guan Ping very nervously in the old lady Jia's scolding: "...... your mother." Is she okay? ”

"Not good." One of the people in front of him is the Ministry of Rites. An identity is definitely not bad, but after so many years of not seeing them in Lijia Village, Guan Ping was still a little aggrieved in his heart, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Guan Ping roared out in one breath: "You all only know that my mother is not filial." But where were you when my mother broke her leg when she knelt alone in the snow after my father died? ”

That's all that is said and done. He found that the three people present all looked frightened, and Liu Liangsheng suddenly jumped in front of him and grabbed his collar and asked quickly, "What did you say?" What happened to Yao Niang's leg? ”

"Son, you said your father died? Then you ......" Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Jia were also anxious, holding Guan Ping's sleeves left and right, so that it was difficult for him to withdraw even if he wanted to. Halfway through speaking, he realized that the question he asked was not at all the same as Liu Liangsheng's, and he looked at Guan Ping with expectant eyes waiting for his answer.

Guan stabilized his mind, and knew that his father and mother had always lived in seclusion, but they were afraid that their identities would be discovered, and they were angry. He is not the honest and scheming teenager he used to be, and it would be really stupid for him to really leave the identity of the person in this room.

Thinking of this, Guan Ping stayed and briefly told the life of a family of three, of course, according to Jia's statement, he did not tell the mother and son of their desperate situation, but they did not give all the credit to the Li family as Jia's teaching, but focused on Yunying.

Yun Ying, who was in the distant Lijia Village, didn't know that her name had spread so far away in the capital. Spring has arrived, which means that the arduous spring ploughing has also come.

Qishan seemed to be temporarily closed to Yun Ying, and there was no gap to enter, and Yun Ying had to vent all her unhappiness to the farming. The rape flowers in the more than 60 acres of fertile fields are blooming, and she thinks of the bees flying all over the garden, and she has just asked Qiao Qi to help ask the beekeeper. It was so coincidental that Xin Li appeared in Lijia Village with a beekeeper.

As soon as he talked about so many rapeseeds, he was afraid that no one would collect them, so Xin Zhen brought a tooth to say that there were enough people.

A few things in a row made Yun Ying puzzled, and one day he simply released a rumor that Tengyun's rice seeds were too poor, and it would be better if anyone had a way to buy some Mochizuki rice and plant it between them.

These words made the Yayu and Liu Da shopkeepers who came to hear the news feel a headache. Nowadays, the border city management is extremely strict, and it is even more difficult to get in and out. The key is that even if you have a way to get the warrant from General Zhenxi on Tengyun's side, you won't be able to go through Mengcheng on the other side of Mochizuki.

Since the end of last year, the Mongolian city of Mochizuki Country has begun to boil, as if it is looking for something, it is about to turn the whole city over, and it is still not gone.

Only Xin Zhen, who came with Yayu, wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked weakly: "I don't know how many catties of Mochizuki's rice seeds Miss Yunying wants?" ”

Yun Ying unconsciously turned the insoles that were working the cross-stitch in her hand, and gave a number "two hundred catties" lightly, she found that Xin Zhen was obviously relieved when she gave this answer, remembering that she accidentally talked about the rapeseed of Mochizuki Country a few years ago, and smiled in her heart. I can't figure out what kind of small action Feng Duyu is doing? She was not allowed to go up to Qishan to ask what was going on, and he helped her think about it everywhere.

Thinking of this, Yun Ying picked up the insoles in her hand as if unintentionally, and sighed quietly: "Alas, really, there are several pairs of insoles, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to give them to ...... in person" Speaking of this, she deliberately stopped, and when she saw that Xin Zhen had an understanding, she didn't continue. I can't go to the mountain, so let the mountain come to me.

Yun Ying really wanted to see Feng Duyou, but when Feng Duyu dared to open her window and throw something to wake her up that night, she didn't know what to say.

"Bring it." The wind is quiet and the clouds are light and breezy and the appearance is not at all like a flower thief who broke into the boudoir at night, as if Yun Ying owed him something and bumped into him on the street.

"Take what?" Yun Ying couldn't stop laughing when she heard his stiff tone, wanting to tease him to say a few more words. Just imagine, a handsome young man with a handsome appearance and outstanding temperament, but he jumped out word by word like a child, and the scene was as joyful as it was.

"Insoles, Uncle Zhen said." Feng Duyou, this person is also a little cheap, as long as he looks at Yun Ying's smile with crooked eyebrows, he feels comfortable.

The night in February was still very cold, Yun Ying sat on the bed and hugged the quilt and could feel the cold wind pouring in from the window, you can imagine how cold it was for Feng Duyou to stand outside the window, with the light of the faint oil lamp in the house, Yun Ying vaguely saw that Feng Duyou didn't even have a cloak on his body, and stretched out his hand to beckon: "Why don't you come in and say?" ”

Feng Duyou pursed her lips, her brows furrowed slightly, even if she was inexperienced, it was a matter of ruining her reputation for a woman to invite someone into the room late at night, and she couldn't figure out that Yun Ying was quite sensible and did such an irrational thing.

"How cold is it outside, aren't you afraid of getting sick with a cold?" Yun Ying remembered, and the first time she found out that he was able to speak, wasn't it when he was sick, she covered her mouth and laughed lowly: "Do you still want to lie on the chuang and wait for me to feed you medicine?" Didn't you even forbid me to go up to Qishan? ”

Before the words were finished, it was estimated that Feng Duyou also thought of the embarrassment of that time, supported his hands on the windowsill, and jumped into the room without a sound, but did not eagerly go to the chuang, but sat down on a soft couch under the window, grabbed the brush that Yun Ying put on the desk in front of the soft couch and turned it around twice in his hand; His eyes were fixed on Yun Ying's face, and he didn't move.

"Eh, what are you looking at?" Yun Ying's face was hot when he saw his burning eyes, and he turned his face away slightly.

"Are you here?" Feng Duyou pointed to the tail of his eyebrows. The dim light in the room didn't affect him in the slightest, but because he was in the same room with Yun Ying, he found the comfortable mood he had a few years ago. In the capital for a few years, there are not a few women he has seen, no matter how beautiful others admire, they are not as good as Yun Yingmei who squatted on the ground with him to discuss how to save a plant.

But after seeing too many so-called "beauties", Yunying's strength and resilience have always been deeply rooted in her heart. The princess regent is beautiful, and he can't stand the way she tears at every turn; The daughter of the Taishi is beautiful, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant and unreasonable; The cousin is beautiful, delicate and pretentious, and has two completely different faces.

Now he also discovered that Yun Ying is also two faces. The scar on the tail of her brow that had followed her when she was a child was not visible at this time, and she couldn't help but take two steps forward, reaching out to touch the dark brown mark that looked like a white day.

Yun Ying was startled, and subconsciously shook her head to avoid it, avoiding the tail of her eyebrows, but she didn't avoid a green silk, and the silky green silk slipped from Feng Duyou's hand, making him itch from the palm of his hand to his heart.

"Here, if it really hurts, do you dislike me?" Yun Ying touched the tail of her eyebrows that washed off the sap of the branches at night, she was used to makeup when she was a child, and she never fell when she grew up.

"You have it when you get married." Feng Duyu is concise and to the point, and the speed of speech is rarely half a beat faster. Meaning, if you have scars, I will kiss you, so why bother asking.

"So now without you, are you going to break off the engagement with me?" Yun Ying took advantage of the situation and lay down on her side holding the quilt, for some reason, she was alone with the wind, and all her guards would be removed. Perhaps, she knew that Feng Duyou already had a good martial arts, and she couldn't stop her if she wanted to do anything to her, so it was better to say something generously to cultivate feelings.

"Nonsense, get married in the fall or start spring next year?" Feng Duyou directly pulled a stool and sat down beside Chuang, and asked very seriously. (To be continued......)