Chapter 31: Trivial
Xu Juan looked at Su Qinghui and finished eating half a plate of frozen fruits in a row, and stretched out his hand to block the plate: "Girls eat less cold, oh, try this, I specially made it for you." β
Su Qinghui wiped his hand and took a bite, his eyes lit up: "It's delicious, I didn't expect the princess to have such craftsmanship." Xu Juan smiled softly, as if snow had fallen between her eyebrows: "It's nothing, just try it when you're free, just like it." β
"Like and like" Su Qinghui immediately spoke, smiling with a pair of crescent eyes. The thin snow between Xu Wan's eyebrows melted, and a pair of watery eyes appeared. She pushed the stove towards Su Qinghui: "You haven't been to His Royal Highness recently." β
"No, since His Highness was punished and confined to me, it is difficult for me to even see each other, it was cold a few days ago, I could still talk all morning through the door, now it is so cold, if it is still like before, he doesn't have to listen to my nagging, just ask someone to collect the corpse."
Xu Juan chuckled: "It's hard for His Royal Highness to be so quiet, but I'm willing to listen to you."
"He's been in that room all day long, and I'm afraid that one day he will really become a ghost in a trapped room."
Xu Juan nodded the tip of her nose and said helplessly, "You"
Outside the window, the snow was falling and the branches were hanging low.
Jing Rong put down the book, pushed open the window and saw a snowman standing outside, his eyes smiling into a line, and the gloom just now seemed to dissipate at once.
"Ah" Su Qinghui suddenly poked his head out from under the window, and saw that Jing Rong only raised his eyebrows, how could there be any traces of fright, and pouted: "It's boring." β
As soon as the words fell, a snake hung down in front of her eyes, "Ah, ah"
Su Qinghui's feet slipped and he sat down on the ground. Jing Rong shook the fake snake on the side, with a childish face: "Interesting."
Chang Yuan passed by and shook his head, daring His Highness to keep the toy for a few days, just to scare Su'er, but he thought it was of any great use, and carefully wiped it every day, hum, naΓ―ve.
Su Qinghui stomped his feet into the house, "It's so cold, it's cold, no wonder those little stalkers have been a lot less recently" Jing Rong took the opportunity to put away the notebook she put on the table, and replied casually: "Yes?"
"Of course you don't know if you don't leave the house, it's hard for them to squat by the wall every day and get nothing in the wind and snow, let me tell you, hey, what about my book?"
"You didn't bring it"
"Yes" Su Qinghui scratched his head and glanced at him suspiciously: "I remember to put it in"
Jing Rong immediately put a warm bag in her hand and said, "Is it good-looking?"
"It's so cute"
"I asked his mother-in-law to do it" Su Qinghui picked it up and rubbed his face: "Then I'll go and thank my mother-in-law"
Jing Rong stopped her and said awkwardly: "No need, my mother-in-law has been busy preparing for the New Year these days, and it will be the same if you go again when you are free."
"Okay, that's right" Su Qinghui took out a sachet from his arms and hung it on him: "I deliberately adjusted it, clear my heart and concentrate, but if I put my mind into it, you are not allowed to pick it up."
Jing Rong lowered his eyebrows and looked at the cyan sachet with crooked embroidery on it.
"Why, are you moved and speechless?"
"No, I just remembered the fish in Jingsheng's pool."
"Don't be presumptuous, you are better than them in my heart."
Jing Rong was silent for a few seconds: "Then this grass"
Su Qinghui raised his voice: "I'll just say, if you read all day long, your eyes will be spent, this is the rhizome of flowers." β
"The tweed"
"Where do the flowers come from in winter, just the roots?"
Jing Rong sighed: "Why are you so crooked?"
Su Qinghui sat at the desk, shook his feet, and smiled like a little fox: "It works with you." β
In the cloth village, the steward in charge of looking at the cloth looked at Su Qinghui, who had passed the ready-to-wear layer by layer, and said, "Why did the girl think about it today and come to see the ready-to-wear?"
"Oh, take a look more, always rest assured" Steward Huang patted his chest: "Don't worry, girl, everything is arranged according to what the girl said, and nothing will go wrong"
Su Qinghui smiled: "Yes, Huang has been in charge of the old man for many years, I am relieved, there is a labor manager"
"Don't dare, don't dare"
When she went out, she bumped into her grandmother chasing her grandson around, she picked up Ah Lu and nodded the tip of her nose: "Naughty ghost, I don't listen to my mother-in-law again."
"Oh, girl, it's thanks to you that you're here, otherwise I won't be able to catch this kid, come down quickly and change my clothes."
"I'll come," Su Qinghui took the hand of the clothes and asked, "Is this the new clothes that came out of this batch?" β
"Yes, Steward Huang thought of us and made a set for everyone, what a good person"
"Yes," Su Qinghui carefully tucked the corners of the child's clothes: "If you have a heart, then I really have to thank them." β
On the way back to the villa, Yanyi looked at Su Qinghui, who had not said a word since he came out, and asked, "What is on the girl's mind?" Su Qinghui lifted the curtain, and the snow began to fall outside.
"Words, tell them not to clear the snow today, and put a few tables in the inner courtyard tomorrow morning"
"Girl, but what is there to do"
"En" she put down the curtain and looked back and smiled: "The plum blossoms in the courtyard are open, how can I enjoy such a beautiful scenery alone, send a post to the Huang Steward, and invite them to go to the village to enjoy the plum blossoms together." β
On the second day, the Yellow Steward and the others entered the door with their front feet, and were led to the room by several maids and maids with their back feet, and changed into their velvet clothes.
After a while, Su Qinghui sat on the top seat, looked at the few stewards who couldn't even cover their faces, and said loudly: "Recently, several stewards have worked hard before and after, and my junior is very unhappy, so I made a selfish motive and wanted to thank a few elders for rewarding Mei." β
Steward Huang smiled: "The girl is polite, this is what we should do." The bottom was echoed.
Su Qinghui said with a smile: "What you are wearing now is a few good clothes that I specially picked from the cloth village, how is it, does it still fit?"
"Fit, fit"
Su Qinghui breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, there is a specialization in the art industry, I'll only know how to look at a style, and the details depend on you" She said and picked up a glass of wine: "I respect you"
Everyone raised their necks and drank it, wanting to warm their bodies with wine, but they didn't know that their clothes didn't block the cold, and the cold of this wine was even worse.
Su Qinghui cocked his feet on the chair: "Come, full" Steward Huang raised his glass with a bitter face: "Miss Xie" A few glasses of wine went down, and the round figure on the side, Steward Cui, who was hanging his chin, seemed to be a little upset, and asked in a tone: "The girl said that she asked us to come to enjoy the plum, and most of the effort has passed, but there is no shadow of the plum at all." β
Su Qinghui glanced at the man, and said slowly: "What is the urgency of Steward Cui, wait a minute" Steward Cui's salty tone angered Steward Cui, he stood up and raised his hand: "There is a big push waiting for me to deal with it, I don't have time to spend here, go first." β
"Steward Cui" Su Qinghui stood up, and then said: "There are many nobles, I know it."
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, it's just that if the steward leaves the villa in a rage, it will inevitably make people think that I have treated your uncles poorly, and I have to ask the reason, whether the clothes don't fit, or the wine doesn't fit my heart."
"Steward Cui" Steward Huang beckoned and stood up: "Girl, you might as well have something to say"
Su Qinghui tilted her head and smiled: "Okay" She said and took a cotton coat and cut it open, the cotton wool was scattered lightly on the snow, she tilted her hand, and a few bits of water in the cup were like a jack, and the ball of cotton wool fell straight down.
"What's going on, has Steward Cui seen it clearly now?" Everyone was silent, looking at a few points of red on the white ball on the ground, like a dying blood plum, red and dazzling. Su Qinghui threw down the cup heavily, and with a crisp sound, a tree fell into the snow.
"Are you awake now?"
Steward Huang gathered his robe that was deflated by the cold, bowed down and said, "The girl doesn't know anything, according to the price set by the girl, we can't make any money at all."
"So you make this living garment into a shroud and sell it."
Steward Cui twisted his eyebrows: "What do you mean by what the girl said?"
"What do you mean" Su Qinghui sneered: "It's still early, what are you anxious about?"
Hurry, can you not be in a hurry, stay any longer, I'm afraid that this cold will even freeze my heart.
Although Steward Cui is wide and fat, he is the most chilly, and when he heard this, he jumped out with his head held high: "We are businessmen, and we are not saints, profit is the big head, you are a little girl who hides behind all day long, and I don't know how difficult it is." β
Su Qinghui changed his expression and said angrily: "The way of doing business, one is to be trustworthy, the second is to give lectures, and the third is to make profits. I understand this reason, everyone here has been galloping in the mall for many years, how can you not understand the stakes, business is not one or two transactions, steadfastness can last a long time, today this clothing out of the villa, next, a lifetime counting those silver to live? β
Steward Cui stalked his neck, "Then what do you want, it's hard to ruin it"
"Cui Er" Huang Guan scolded angrily.
"Stubborn" Su Qinghui walked up the steps and raised his hand: "Someone came, took Steward Cui's card, and expelled him from the villa." β
"You little girl, what qualifications do you have to dictate to me."
A few ancient bells rang, and a young man in white slowly stepped into the courtyard, and his words were three points majestic and seven points cold: "What qualifications do you have to be so presumptuous to the head of the family." β
Su Qinghui looked at the person who came in a daze, leaned sideways and bit his ears: "Where did this come from?"
"Xirong Gongzi, girl pay attention to manners"
"It's hard to get rid of it, is it from our side?"
Yan Yi said helplessly: "Manners"
"Oh oh" Su Qinghui was sitting in the chair with a posture of occupying the mountain: "Why did you come." β
As soon as the words came out, it was quieter, and the words behind him suddenly wanted to cry without tears, who told you to pay attention to this demeanor.
Xi Rong glanced sideways at the little girl who was sitting on the chair and smiled: "Yes, I'm late" Hearing this, the stewards who were standing there knelt down one after another: "Childe, it's the villains who have acted inappropriately and said too much, and they should be punished." β
Su Qinghui saw this scene with mixed feelings in his heart, on the one hand, he was glad that the matter was going to be solved, and on the other hand, he felt that it was really in vain to talk so hard just now.
Su Qinghui looked at the young man in white who had solved this matter in a few words, and he was even more exhausted, in such a comparison, she, the head of the family, was simply useless.
After a while, everyone dispersed, and she carefully glanced at the figure who was talking to Yanyi, why was it so familiar, she always felt that she had seen it somewhere.
"It's you, yurt"
Xirong looked back at the little girl with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "The young master remembered it" She walked over happily all the way: "It turned out to be a family, why didn't you say it earlier." β
Yan Yi finally couldn't stand it, and the Buddha opened her hand: "This is your senior"
"Little uncle, disrespectful and disrespectful" choked on the meaning of the words: "It's a senior, not an elder, you don't have to call it that, you can just call us a son,"
"It's okay" Xirong said: "Let her be"
Su Qinghui looked at the smile in the corner of his eyes, and strengthened the idea in his heart, his thighs were hugged well, and he was not afraid to go all over the world, thinking of this, she smiled sweetly: "Thank you, little uncle"
Xirong's eyes flickered, and she rubbed her head: "You're welcome"
Later, Su Qinghui learned that Xi Rong was the son of his deceased father's old friend, when the family of the deceased friend's family changed, Xi Rong was only ten years old, and his deceased father couldn't bear to take him over and raised him by his side.
After the Jiang family was destroyed, it was Xirong who tried his best to keep the remaining foundation, which led to today's situation.
Su Qinghui tilted his head: "But why did he only appear now" Yan Yi said while sorting out the book: "Childe has his own reasons" Su Qinghui rolled his eyes and leaned on the table, the truth is reasonable, mysterious and mysterious all day long, and she, the young master, is like a random pick up on the street.
Yanyi smiled: "The girl doesn't have to worry, when the time comes, the son will answer the girl one by one." β
Su Qinghui blew the broken hair on his forehead: "That's it, I'm too busy to take care of myself now, and I don't have time to care about what he does." β
"No matter what the calculation, after all, it is for the good of the girl."
"By the way, Yanyi, I heard that the streets of the capital have been very lively recently, I want to go and see it."
Yanyi smiled and said: "The girl hasn't gone out for a long time, I'll accompany the girl to go next day."
"No," Su Qinghui waved his hand, "I've always been single, and I'll come back after a trip, so I don't have to be so troublesome." β
Yan Yi opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.
Huaiwang Mansion, Jing Rong had just taken off his coat when he heard a muffled sound outside the courtyard, frowned, and drew his sword step by step towards the dark shadow in the grass.
"Oops" groaned softly, and the sword in his hand flickered.
Su Qinghui rubbed his arm and raised his head, and saw a sharp sword standing in front of him with a cold light, and hurriedly raised his hand: "It's me, it's me" for fear that if he said it slowly, his head would fall to the ground.
Jing Rong put away his sword and helped her up: "It's not that I built the door for you, why did you climb the wall again." β
"You should have asked me if I had anything to do first."
"Is there something wrong?"
Su Qinghui looked like a teachable child and smiled: "Nothing to do."
Jing Rong lifted his steps and walked into the house: "Since it's okay, why do you change into men's clothes so late?" β
Su Qinghui was stunned for a moment, and remembered that she sighed when she was by the lake two years ago, who really had a fancy for him, but she really had to admit that she was unlucky. I didn't expect time to pass, and retribution came so quickly.
She grabbed the corner of Jing Rong's clothes with resentment: "You" Before she finished speaking, she saw the clothes slide down, revealing a white single coat, Jing Rong's body stiffened, Su Qinghui immediately let go: "Wrong hand" said and turned around and wanted to pull up the belt to tie him again, but unexpectedly, his foot slipped and rushed straight to the person in front of him.
Before Jing Rong could come out of the situation of being stripped of his clothes, he was hit to the ground by a force of energy.
Chang An and Chang Yuan sat on the steps outside the courtyard and looked at each other speechlessly, and after a period of silence, Chang Yuan asked aloud: "Is there any unavoidable hardship for Your Highness" Chang An's mind flashed the scene where Su Qinghui threw Jing Rong on the ground, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was the overlord who made a bow, and he sighed: "Your Highness is not easy." β
In the house, Jing Rong looked at the mud-stained coat on the ground, held his forehead and sighed, what did he do, Su Qinghui wrung his hands on the side: "That, I'm here, I heard that the streets of the capital have been lively recently, so I thought, I want to call you along"
Jing Rong listened to the lower and lower voice, and stepped forward to pull the dead grass from her head: "Where do you want to go?"
Su Qinghui raised his head, made sure that he was okay, then put his mind at ease, and said briskly: "Gongyang Street, I heard that it is the most lively there."
"Good"
"I also want to go to the Qinghe River to see the lanterns"
"Good"
"Do you know that there is a new chef in the teahouse recently, and I heard that the dishes are excellent, so let's go and see if it's okay?"
"Good"
"Why did you say yes, hey, how about wearing this crescent white shirt?"
Jing Rong was silent for two seconds, and said with difficulty: "That one is new."
"Really?" Su Qinghui put it down lightly, took a step back with a swish, and smiled: "This one on my body is very good, very good." β
Jing Rong bent the corners of his mouth: "Let's go"
On Gongyang Street, Jing Rong watched the girl in front of her jump out like a rabbit and was a little helpless.
"Childe, look at this lotus lantern or not?"
"Yes"
"Shall we buy it?"
"Good"
Suddenly, there was a burst of fat powder aroma from the tip of his nose, Su Qinghui glanced at the brand, as if he remembered something, poked the people around him and smiled; "Childe doesn't want to go in and take a look" Jing Rong glanced at her, grabbed her collar and said in a deep voice: "Let's go"
"Childe really hasn't been there, and I've never seen an Oiran before."
"Shut up"
"Childe, this kind of thing doesn't need to be hidden, everyone has a love for beauty, I won't be because of this, ah"
"That's it"
The lights outside the alley were bright, Su Qinghui was trapped in the corner and was very frightened, she swallowed her saliva and sneered: "Just kidding, just kidding." β
"It's too late"
With a light bite on the lip, she snorted and retaliated against him on the waist, and Jing Rong reached out to squeeze her restless hand, kissing deeper and deeper.
After a while, Su Qinghui grabbed the corner of his clothes and breathed disorderly: "Yes, there is immorality"
A smile spread in Jingrong's eyes, and she ruffled her hair: "So what?"
Su Qinghui was about to say something, but he swept his eyes and saw a four or five-year-old girl standing behind Jing Rong, who was holding a rabbit lamp and looking at them blankly.
panicked, and pushed Jing Rong away.
When the little girl saw this, she screamed, spread the rabbit lamp, turned and ran.
Su Qinghui wanted to cry without tears, this place is really full of disasters and difficulties.
By the Qing River, lanterns float with the water.
Jing Rong looked at the bright face under the lamplight, and suddenly skipped a trace of bitterness in her heart, if there was no family disaster, she should be as happy and carefree as she is today.
A few steps away, Su Qinghui looked around for his shadow with the sugar man, his eyes were confused, like a child who had lost his direction. met his eyes through the bustling crowd, and his eyes were instantly dyed.
Jing Rong walked through the sea of people step by step and stood beside her: "I'm coming"
"Don't go that far"
In the distance, fireworks burst into the air to drown out all the noise, and a few sparks fell in the air.
He looked sideways, and there was a changing light in her eyes, the future, the future, the future he was not sure about.