The spring night was deep, like a cloud of fog that could not be dissolved.

Shen Luli finally stopped what he was doing.

He got up, bowed deeply towards Shen Changfeng, and walked into the depths of the long alley with blood all over his body.

Zhou Yingruo was about to follow, Shen Changfeng said softly: "He is going to pay tribute to the deceased, Miss Zhou should not disturb." ”

The girl hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction in a dashing manner, "Okay, anyway, the future will be long." ”

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson.

In the middle of nowhere, there are two teenagers and a dead man.

Lu Jinghuai sniffed the smell of blood, frowned, and said, "Who is Shen Luli going to pay tribute to?" Isn't her mother alive and well? ”

Shen Changfeng glanced at the hand on his shoulder, as if he was smiling.

Lu Jinghuai was excited, hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and stumbled and explained:

"You, don't get me wrong! I didn't treat you as a brother, and I hated you too late! ”

"That's the best."

The two teenagers glanced at each other, reverted to their old tensions, threw away their bloody costumes, and left in different directions in the alley.

I don't know if the Tao is different and not conspiring with each other,

Or maybe they have the same end.

No one noticed that a peiyu engraved with the word "wind" quietly slipped from the waist of the young man in Tsing Yi and fell into the blood.

……

When the Zhao family held a funeral, it coincided with Wen Kite's funeral.

It rained for several days, washing all things and the hearts of young people.

Wei Sikuo's mother gradually recovered, and during the time she lived in the city, she used flour to make a new food - gluten.

All you need is a small cart, a coal stove, and a grill, and you can walk the streets and alleys to do business, and the income is still considerable.

With the income in the family, Wei Sikuo didn't have to go to the restaurant to help, he returned the house to Lu Jinghuai, sent his father and mother back to Izumo Village, studied hard with all his heart, and occasionally had time, so he helped his mother to sell gluten on the street.

There is no follow-up to the marriage of Qian Jia and Zhao Jinxuan.

Zhao Xianlin lost his only son-in-law, and he was hit hard, and he washed his face with tears every day, vowing to catch the murderer.

Everything seems to be moving in a better direction.

Except for Qian Jiaren, she has not come to the school to study for many days.

Xie Jinci gradually became worried.

The clothing fair competition is coming, Qian Jiaren will not really be sacrificed to the ancestral hall, right?

It was late at night, and she was picking up her pen and posting, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the young man on the bed, "Little brother, Mr. Qian ...... him"

"My sister is long and short, I don't know, I think you are a scholar in his family."

Shen Changfeng was lying on the brocade quilt in big characters, covering his face with a scroll, looking lazy.

Xie Jinci stepped forward angrily and opened the book that covered his face, "Little brother, Mr. Qian trusts you so much, and he told you about secretly opening the silver green rain, and he also told you if he couldn't make up his mind, you know how eager he is to participate in this clothing exhibition competition, as a friend, are you so indifferent?!" ”

Shen Changfeng stared at her.

Xie Jinci was stunned by him, "You, what do you think I do?" Did I say something wrong? ”

"Huh,"

Shen Changfeng jumped up, "I don't want to let Qian Jiaren participate in the competition, I can't help this." But since you don't worry, I'll take you to the Qian Mansion to have a look, who told me to spoil you? ”

As he spoke, he was dressed neatly.

"Go to the Qian Mansion?"

Xie Jinci was very surprised, "In the middle of the night, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to take the liberty of visiting?" Isn't there a need for the next prayer post or something? ”

Shen Changfeng hooked his lips, "My sister has read too many books, and she has learned to be so pedantic." You also remember that only people with ordinary relationships will visit in advance, and those with good relationships will come directly to the door. ”

Xie Jinci hesitated, but his wrist was held by the young man.

Well, go and go.

Anyway, she was really worried about Qian Jiaren.

Out of the dormitory, Xie Jinci was wondering how Shen Changfeng was going to take her to Qianfu, so he listened to the young man's voice clear and sultry:

"Little words can envy birds?"

"Asuka?"

When the words landed, the little girl felt light!

The night was dark, and the lights of the White Deer Cave Academy were three thousand.

The students are immersed in hard study in preparation for this autumn's township exam.

But there was a slender and tall young man, holding a little girl in his arms, like a bird swaying in the night sky, speeding past those high and low eaves and houses.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Xie Jinci nervously grabbed the young man's shirt and slowly opened his eyes, and the two had already left the academy.

The sky is inky blue, and the rolling hills outline the picture scroll of the spring night in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the distance, the night market of Tianxiangfang is like melting gold leaf, and it is particularly brilliant in the boundless darkness.

"Is it pretty?"

The boy asked with a smile.

"Beautiful! Little brother, how did you do that? ”

The little girl's eyes were full of adoration, although she had guessed that her little brother would be able to do martial arts, but she really felt it, and she still felt that everything was like a dream.

Shen Changfeng bent his peach blossom eyes, "If you don't pay attention to the wind, you can fly by stepping on its head, this is light work, very simple." ”

Xie Jinci: "......"

I believe you're a ghost!

However, in an instant, Shen Changfeng turned into a goshawk that rushed towards his prey, and suddenly swept towards the depths of Lin'an City.

The silk cloud root boots of the same color as the green shirt stepped lightly on a rolled-up eaves, "Qian Fu, it's here." ”

Xie Jinci looked curiously, and saw that this mansion was structurally structured, and because it was late at night, it was extremely quiet, and only a few rooms were still lit.

The little girl said softly: "The ancestral hall generally sits in the north and faces south, little brother, let's go to the north!" ”

Behind her, a young man with a beautiful face, thin lips lightly hooked.

"I know everything in a little word."

He picked up Xie Jinci, jumped into the air on another eaves, and went straight to the north.

After half a cup of tea, the two stopped outside an extraordinary/eerie tall house.

Xie Jinci raised his head, took advantage of the lamp under the eaves, saw the plaque of the house clearly, and said excitedly: "Little brother, this is the ancestral hall of the Qian Mansion!" Mr. Qian must be in it, right? ”

"Wouldn't you just go in and have a look?"

Shen Changfeng didn't care, and stepped on the stone steps outside the house with his hands, as if he was going back to his own home.

Xie Jinci stubbornly followed.

This is someone else's ancestral hall, and it is a solemn place to worship the ancestors of the past generations, so you must not be taken lightly!

Shen Changfeng pushed away the fan.

The huge ancestral hall is cold and gloomy, and countless tablets are enshrined on it.

On the futon in front of the incense case, Qian Jiaren maintained a kneeling posture, her forehead was against the ground, her buttocks were pouting high, and she was sleeping soundly.

Xie Jinci couldn't help laughing, stepped cautiously into the threshold, and nervously bowed to the tablets.

Shen Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is not the ancestor of Xiao Zi'er, what are you worshipping them for?" If you really want to worship your ancestors, you can worship my family, that is, if you want to be buried in my ancestral grave a hundred years later, it is also made. ”

He was completely teasing.

Xie Jinci is simple-hearted and doesn't understand what he is talking nonsense.

"If you want to worship, you have to wait for a chance later."

She glared at him and said seriously: "Little brother, the deceased is the greatest, and the living should be respected enough." It was not in accordance with the etiquette for us to sneak into the Qian Mansion, and now we have broken into the ancestral hall of others, so we should respect the master's family enough. ”

While the two were talking, Qian Jiaren was woken up.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he saw the two of them clearly, his eyes widened as if he were ghostly, "You, you, you, you, how did you get here?!" ”

Xie Jinci saw that his knees were numb, and he couldn't stand up for a long time, so he hurriedly went over to help him, "Master Qian, you haven't come to the academy for so many days, we are all worried!" ”

"It's still the most distressing word, people are locked up here, and they are about to be stuffy!"

Qian Jiaren looked at Shen Changfeng with a smile, "Fu Qing, quickly take people out of this ghost place!" People really can't stay for a moment! ”

I don't know what I thought, his eyes dimmed, "Actually, even if I go out, it's useless, the day after tomorrow is the clothing exhibition competition, I have already designed two sets of clothes, I thought that I could win the championship in the competition, and in the future, the ready-to-wear shop will be developed to Yangzhou, but my grandfather closed my silver and green broken rain ......"

"Mr. Qian'......"

Xie Jinzi whispered.

"Words, you don't have to be sad, no matter how much your grandfather obstructs others, there are still ideals, what if they are realized in the future?"

Qian Jiaren cocked her orchid fingers, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "I heard that the person who won the championship in the clothing fair competition this time can get three thousand taels of silver donated by the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce!" That's enough money to open several branches! ”

Xie Jinci couldn't bear to brush off his fantasies, and followed his words: "Mr. Qian is so good at designing clothes, if you compete, you will definitely win the first place!" ”

Qian Jiaren sighed shyly, "If you just design clothes, of course it's not difficult." The difficulty is that this clothing exhibition competition needs to show the clothes designed.

"I heard that the Lu family's silk village invited Zhao Jinxuan to help, she is already very prestigious, and her figure is very good, and the chance of winning is quite large. As for men's clothes, Grand Master Lu seems to have let Lu Er take the stage in person.

"Words, you know, although Lu Er is uneducated, he does look good, and how many men in Lin'an City can surpass him? Who should I invite......"

Xie Jinci felt very sorry for him.

The opportunity to move towards the ideal is clearly in front of us, but it is not within reach.

If Qian Sacrifice Wine is here, she will definitely want to persuade him to give Qian Jiaren a chance!

While the two were thinking about each other, a majestic voice suddenly sounded:

"Am I not clear enough? Are you still thinking about the fashion fair? Don't dream, you just give me a good stay in the ancestral hall to reflect, and I'm not allowed to go anywhere! ”

The words landed, and the fan of the ancestral hall was suddenly pushed away!

Countless lanterns lit up, and Qian Wenmu stood outside the threshold in a coat, his face full of hatred.

Qian Jiaren turned her face angrily.

"What is your attitude? I told you to study hard, gain a foothold in the officialdom in the future, and glorify your ancestors for the Qian family, have you listened to it? ! If you don't learn all day long, and you think about these crooked ways, are you worthy of your father?! ”

As soon as Qian Wenmu finished speaking, Qian Jiaren shouted: "You don't mention him!" I don't have a dad like that! ”

Qian Wenmu was completely angered by him, and roared: "Come on, arrest this unscrupulous descendant for me, the old man will serve the family law!" ”

The boys behind him immediately rushed in.

In a hurry, Xie Jinci stepped forward and opened his arms in front of Qian Jiaren.

"Two days!"

She was childish.

Qian Wenmu glared at her and frowned, "What two days?!" ”

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow is the day when the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce will hold a clothing exhibition competition in Lin'an, please let Qian Gongzi try the depths! There are 360 professions in the world, and there is no distinction between high and low, it is all based on interest! If Mr. Qian wins the competition, it proves that he has talent in this industry, please allow him to do what he wants! If he loses, if he loses......"

The little girl's eyes were a little flustered.

"If I lose, I'll listen to my grandfather from now on! Study, gain fame, and never be disobedient! ”

The young man, who had always been delicate, suddenly stood up.

His hands hung down at his sides, and his handsome face had a rare perseverance.

Qian Wenmu stared at him, his eyes full of thought.

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Chapter Summary The spring night is deep, like a fog that cannot be dissolved.

Shen Luli finally stopped what he was doing.

He got up, bowed deeply towards Shen Changfeng, and walked into the depths of the long alley with blood all over his body.

Zhou Yingruo was about to follow, Shen Changfeng said softly: "He is going to pay tribute to the deceased, Miss Zhou should not disturb." ”

The girl hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction in a dashing manner, "Okay, anyway, the future will be long." ”

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson.

In the middle of nowhere, there are two teenagers and a dead man.

Lu Jinghuai sniffed the smell of blood, frowned, and said, "Who is Shen Luli going to pay tribute to?" Isn't her mother alive and well? ”

Shen Changfeng glanced at the hand on his shoulder, as if he was smiling.

Lu Jinghuai was excited, hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and stumbled and explained:

"You, don't get me wrong! I didn't treat you as a brother, and I hated you too late! ”

"That's the best."

The two teenagers glanced at each other, reverted to their old tensions, threw away their bloody costumes, and left in different directions in the alley.

I don't know if the Tao is different and not conspiring with each other,

Or maybe they have the same end.

No one noticed that a peiyu engraved with the word "wind" quietly slipped from the waist of the young man in Tsing Yi and fell into the blood.

……

When the Zhao family held a funeral, it coincided with Wen Kite's funeral.

It rained for several days, washing all things and the hearts of young people.

Wei Sikuo's mother gradually recovered, and during the time she lived in the city, she used flour to make a new food - gluten.

All you need is a small cart, a coal stove, and a grill, and you can walk the streets and alleys to do business, and the income is still considerable.

With the income in the family, Wei Sikuo didn't have to go to the restaurant to help, he returned the house to Lu Jinghuai, sent his father and mother back to Izumo Village, studied hard with all his heart, and occasionally had time, so he helped his mother to sell gluten on the street.

There is no follow-up to the marriage of Qian Jia and Zhao Jinxuan.

Zhao Xianlin lost his only son-in-law, and he was hit hard, and he washed his face with tears every day, vowing to catch the murderer.

Everything seems to be moving in a better direction.

Except for Qian Jiaren, she has not come to the school to study for many days.

Xie Jinci gradually became worried.

The clothing fair competition is coming, Qian Jiaren will not really be sacrificed to the ancestral hall, right?

It was late at night, and she was picking up her pen and posting, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the young man on the bed, "Little brother, Mr. Qian ...... him"

"My sister is long and short, I don't know, I think you are a scholar in his family."

Shen Changfeng was lying on the brocade quilt in big characters, covering his face with a scroll, looking lazy.

Xie Jinci stepped forward angrily and opened the book that covered his face, "Little brother, Mr. Qian trusts you so much, he told you about secretly opening the silver green rain, and if you can't make up your mind, you can also tell you."

wants to be the president of the high and cold Quan Hejun, and the high-profile pursuit of the male insulator young female officer Ouyang Xianqian.

As soon as the news came out, the woman who coveted Quan Hejun's wealth began to move, creating various opportunities to meet him; The man who took a fancy to Ouyang Qianqian's powerful position seized the opportunity to brush up on her sense of existence and offer all kinds of courtesy.

It's a pity that the two were unmoved, and smart people began to pick up the past of the two, trying to make the reputation of the two, so they took advantage of the situation.

So, some people today say that Kwon Hyukjun started by selling men, because he was abused by women, so he was not close to women. Tomorrow someone will say that Ouyang Qianqian is pregnant before marriage, and she was divorced because of inappropriate private life, not because she is insulated from men at all, but because any man who knows her past would not dare to ask for such a woman......

Let them tear up all kinds of things, the two parties never made any response, and everyone in the world sighed, sure enough, the people of the abstinence department are not ordinary people can understand. As everyone knows, the truth is like this:

The bad rumors seriously affected Ouyang Qianqian's work and life, and even caused her to be suspended. She approached Kwon Hyuk-jun and asked him to solve the problem. Quan Hejun took advantage of the fire to rob and used this condition to force Ouyang Qianqian to marry him.

Ouyang Xianqian, who agreed to the conditions, looked at Quan Hejun with a smile after the problem was solved, "It is rumored that you killed your former concubine, and the political trial was not given, we can't get married here!" ”

"I knew you weren't honest, I would have guarded against you a long time ago, little thing!!" Saying that, he threw all the materials of the political trial in front of Ouyang Qianqian's eyes, "Let's go, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau!" ”

“……”

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