Beijing Palace, piano room.

"Really?!"

Wei Ying slammed up from the ground, then leaned forward, propped his palms on his favorite guqin, and regardless of the creaking sound of the body, he tensed his two long legs, and asked in a loud voice:

"Then Sun Shaozong, are you really going to fight in southern Xinjiang?!"

The personal maid Nian Xia was startled by the sudden excitement of the master, and her mind couldn't turn at the moment - she just said a little gossip casually when she was changing sandalwood, how could she react so much?

Seeing Nian Xia's inexplicable surprise, Wei Ying also knew that she was out of shape, so she slowly knelt down and sat back in place, looking for a reason: "I...... Lan Ge'er originally wanted to thank him for a few days, but he never thought that Master Sun would go to war again. ”

This excuse is really lame and lame, but Nian Xia is a slave after all, no matter how suspicious she is, how dare she ask half a sentence?

At the moment, he hurriedly laughed and said: "The slave maid just listened to a few gossips, and I am not sure if it is true or not." ”

Preferably true!

Wei Ying prayed secretly, was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but let Nian Xia repeat the gossip he heard carefully.

Hearing the rumors, it seemed that she had a nose and eyes, and Wei Ying was a little more happy in her heart - she was already worried about how to keep Sun Shaozong away from the palace, if this news was true, naturally there was no need to add more snakes.

The one surnamed Sun had better die in southern Xinjiang, once and for all!

This thought flashed in his heart, but in an instant, he hesitated, the surname Sun was despicable, but what he did could barely be called a 'hero'.

If he really let him die at the hands of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang, it seems to be ...... It seems like a pity.

Wrong!

I was humiliated by him, and what did I feel sorry for him?

However, although that guy was a little promiscuous, he was a man who took pity on the poor and the weak, and was able to sacrifice his life for the country......

Wei Ying's heart seemed to be fighting left and right, messing up one thought at a time, and when she finally came back to her senses, she found that Nian Xia was still standing in front of her.

"You go down first."

She waved her hand, waved away the maid Nian Xia, and gently played with the guqin, but the original crisp sound of the piano was dull, obviously injured.

But Wei Ying suddenly didn't realize that there was another indecidable question in her heart: Ming'er's Sun Shaozong came to the palace, do you still want to see him?

It stands to reason that since she has such an opportunity, she should wait for the following, rather than rushing to take the risk of meeting with that Sun Shaozong.

However......

If that news is true, this sight may be the eternal separation of heaven and man.

Thinking of this possibility, Wei Ying couldn't make up her mind, the rhythm of the fluctuating strings at her fingertips became more and more chaotic, but the knot in her chest was always difficult to express.

Qiang~

Pressing the seven strings heavily on the body of the qin, Wei Ying suddenly got up, took off the sword from the south wall, pulled out the sheath with a bang, and then looked like duckweed, stepped on the seven stars, and danced a silver moon in front of the piano platform.

…………

"Poof!"

Xing Zhong took a sip of Jimo old wine, and squirted out a long way, and the drinking friend sitting opposite him bore the brunt.

The man subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, but rubbed the scum of his sleeves, sticky and didn't know what it was, he was annoyed at the moment, and he slapped the table and jumped up, waiting to turn his face with Xing Zhong.

Unexpectedly, Xing Zhong reached out first, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted with red eyes: "What you just said is true?!" Then Sun Shaoqing is really going to fight in southern Xinjiang?! ”

The man was forced by his momentum, and remembered that the person in front of him was a relative of Rongguofu, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to really make a move.

At that moment, the annoyance folded in half, pushed Xing Zhong's wrist with his backhand, and said vaguely: "It's already spread all over the street, can there be a fake?" ”

Hearing this, Xing Zhong slowly loosened the other party's collar, slowly sat back in place, and was silent for a long time in despair, suddenly jumped up, and ran out of the restaurant as if flying.

"Hey, hey! Master Xing, I said that you have a treat today! ”

A few fox friends chased after them to the door, and saw that Xing Zhong had run away early, and the shopkeeper and the guy behind him followed suit, so they all turned back scolding.

When I returned to the table, I saw that the wine and food on the table were stained with the filth that Xing Zhong spit out, and I hated it even more at the moment, you kept scolding me one by one, but after all, I was reluctant to leave, so I dealt with it again and licked the bottom of the half pot of residual wine.

didn't say how these people were, but said that Xing Zhong ran all the way, went back to the east courtyard of the Sun Mansion, and didn't talk to Xing Xiuyan who came out, just hot pot ants, pacing back and forth in the living room.

Xing Xiuyan looked at him like this, and knew that it was not a 'disaster' - if it was really a catastrophe, Xing Zhong's legs and feet would have been unstoppable, so would he walk like this?

Therefore, he ignored him, sat back in the corner of the wall, put the bamboo dustpan on his lap, took the embroidery and continued to work.

"What's going on?"

At this time, Xing's mother came out of the curtain from the inside, and when she saw her husband's anxious appearance, she couldn't help frowning and inquiring about her daughter.

At the beginning, Xing Xiuyan saw that his father was confused, and he stayed at Sun's house and did not leave, so he simply returned to Rongguo Mansion by himself.

Who would have thought that Xing Zhong would come to the bottom of the kettle and take his wife over.

After all, Xing Xiuyan is not as good as Xue Baochai, he has grown up in Rongguo Mansion since he was a child, how can he stay alone for a long time?

Coupled with Xing Zhong's repeated urging, even his mother came forward to persuade him, so he had to move back to Sun's house again.

However, she always felt so disturbed, and she was very reluctant to go, so she has been adding a few juniors to Sun recently, embroidering some clothes with corners and corners.

At this time, listening to her mother's question, she stopped what she was doing again, shook her head at her mother's gaze, and said, "That's it when I came back from outside, and I haven't said a word until now." ”

"Then leave him alone, eighty percent is filled with too much cat urine!"

Xing's mother remembered that the day before yesterday he ran barefoot in the middle of the night, and the Sun family was uneasy, and he didn't have a good face at the moment, so he took a sip and waited to return to the inner room.

"Come back to Lao Tzu!"

Xing Zhong finally spoke at this time, first scolded his wife, and then grabbed it in front of his daughter, snatched the show bandage with his hand, and slammed it to the ground, annoyed: "When is this happening, you still only care about getting these broken things!" ”

Xing Xiuyan got up silently, without saying a word.

But Xing's mother didn't do it, bent down to pick up the showman's bandage, and choked angrily: "You are so good, why are you crazy with the child?" ”

"Am I crazy? I think you two are crazy! ”

Xing Zhong roared angrily: "This Chenglong fast son-in-law is about to fly away when he sees it, and you two are still tinkering with these things all day long......"

As he spoke, he went to snatch the show bandage from his wife's hand again, but was avoided by Xing's mother.

Xing Zhong became more and more annoyed, and jumped to his feet and said, "Do you know how much silver Liu Quan brought back from the south when he just came back?" Hundreds of thousands of taels, a full hundred thousand taels of snowflakes and silver! ”

"This golden beetle son-in-law who can be an official and make money, even if he lights a lantern, is difficult to find, but you are watching it, and it is ...... It turned out to be ......"

He was furious, but he couldn't think of a suitable adjective for a while, so he had to stomp his feet and say: "Anyway, no matter what method is used, before Sun Jiaerlang goes out to fight, we have to settle this name!" ”(https:)

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