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The sun became warm, and at noon, the sun hung high in the sky, radiating light and heat without the slightest tiredness, and at this time, the flowers and plants in the garden became a little wilted. The slaves and maids were the least fond of this kind of weather, and they had to sweat out of the room, carry the small pot for watering the flowers, and wander around the huge courtyard to water the flowers and plants, but they were mostly a little happy, although they were hard, but they were much happier than those tenant farmers.

The third day after the burial of the royal family.

There is still some quiet on this side of the big house, although all kinds of burning paper and vegetarian used in the funeral have been revoked, but compared to the other rooms in the courtyard there are slaves and maids walking, but this side is quiet, the flowers and plants that are carefully tended on weekdays have withered a large piece, and the dry branches and leaves fall on the ground, no one pays attention to them, because of the big trees, the whole courtyard presents a polar contrast of light and dark, in this case, even if someone comes out, it will not be too spirited.

A little guy walked in slowly, with worry on his face, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, quietly walked to the side room, knocked on the door, and after getting the answer from inside, walked in, and after a while, often followed He's maid out with the little maid, she looked at the main room, some hesitation, and finally waved her hand at the little guy, after the little guy left, she pushed open the door of the main house, with the squeaky sound, the main door was opened with a push, let the sun shine in, the maid wrinkled her nose, a little musty.

"Young lady, haven't you eaten again?" The maid's voice sounded, looking at He Shi, who was sitting on the soft floor in a daze, the food next to her was still a little warm, but there was no sign of passing.

As if he had just realized that the servant girl had walked in, He Shi coughed lightly and turned his head to look at her: "Yu'er, I really don't have an appetite." ”

The maidservant who was called Yu'er fell into tears, walked to the soft side, pursed her lips and said: "But young lady, you either don't eat in the past two days, or eat less, your body is thinner than when Lang Jun was alive, how can you eat this, if you continue like this, there will be a day. You're going to get sick too. ”

"It's okay if you're sick, so you don't have to think about these sad things." He sighed, turned to Yu'er, took the handmaiden's hand, and wiped her tears when the handmaid bent down, "You are holding a letter in your hand?" Who sent it? ”

"Erlang sent it, I heard the little guy who sent the letter say that Erlang went to Qixia Mountain yesterday and remembered the young lady, so he asked someone to send it." Yu'er handed the letter in her hand to He.

He opened the envelope and said: "Two days ago, there was news from Lujiang, asking me if I had any thoughts of remarrying, and my parents here are also reasonable. ”

"Isn't this the young lady's home, how can she fall into the hands of people if she lives in her own house." Yu'er replied, watching as He tore open the envelope, revealing a thrilling red.

Autumn leaves of the mountains.

He Shi's hand trembled, and then hurriedly picked up the fallen mountain red leaves, put them on the table, his eyes were stunned, and his thin and pale pretty face seemed to be rendered by mountain red, with a trace of blood, and at the same time, her eyes were red, and tears flowed, she hurriedly wiped them with a handkerchief...... In the past few days, she often sheds tears when she falls asleep, and now she is crying again, which makes her eyes sore, although she is sad in her heart, but people cannot be resurrected after death, Wang Xuanzhi went after all, in fact, she knew very well in her heart, but after all, she cowardly chose not to face it, not to get through this hurdle.

Now seeing the red leaves of the mountain, my mind seems to flash the past time again, the first acquaintance with Wang Xuanzhi and so on.

"Young lady......" Yu'er supported her trembling body beside her, but she smiled back to stop her, and put the letter inside on the table.

The above is probably the product of Wang Ningzhi's unusual path:

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Qixia Mountain is red, I hope my sister-in-law is well! ”

Rejecting Yu'er's comfort, He's eyes turned red again, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a hint of a smile, he took a mountain red leaf on the table in his hand, the dry mountain red leaf has a clear vein, it should have been made into a bookmark, but Wang Ningzhi begged him to come over and sent it to He's, although it is not worth a penny, but it symbolizes a care...... After watching for a while, He put down the red leaves of the mountain, looked around the room, and frowned: "Yu'er, open the window, call some slaves and maids to come and clean up, the food is hot, I'm a little hungry......"

Yu'er was a little stunned, but quickly reacted and nodded heavily: "Hmm! ”

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For Qixia Mountain, Wang Ningzhi is very familiar, followed the people over, and entered the Qixia Temple with a familiar car, and asked for the red leaves of the mountain last year from Zheng Qingfeng, the master, and left some bookmarks for himself, and sent them to his wife, sister-in-law, younger brother, sister, etc., these are also Qixia specialties, and there will be no Jiji, although it is not valuable, but the picture is fresh...... The premise is to ignore Zheng Qingfeng's stiff face.

Different from the first time to come, Qixia Temple is just a small Taoist temple that insists on not changing, in addition to the annual debate, in many temples, Taoist temples, the fame is not big, but now it is a little different, with Wang Ningzhi's lame theory of evolution, and a variety of interesting stories, through the mountains and the countryside to tell the peasants from all over the country, but it is mixed with the wind and water, even the nominal Wudou Midao leader Du Zigong has an interest, and sent his disciple Sun Tai to learn.

Wang Ning was surrounded by the people of the homeless village who had been saved, listening to their gratitude, etc., making some polite responses, and after the people were all dispersed, only Hei Qi'er was left with him, and the two walked side by side on the mountain road, and the big white goose twisted his body next to him, and when he met the birds and beasts, he fluttered his wings and quacked while screaming and flying over to scare them away, and then immediately returned and circled around the two, as if he was asking for credit.

Hei Qi'er kicked it to the side, with a cautious face, listening to Wang Ningzhi tell him about what happened a few days ago.

The conflict between the Wang family and the Xu family was not paid attention to at first, but when the rumors flew all over the sky and both sides had actions, it entered the eyes of many people and was concerned, so as soon as there was a stir, it could be spread, Qixia Mountain was very close to Jiankang, and even the emperor knew about it, so naturally I heard it here...... Because he often walks the streets and alleys, he was simply arranged by Wang Ningzhi to collect all kinds of information.

"Childe, was Xu Shen really killed by you?" Listening to Wang Ningzhi's somewhat exaggerated narration, the unique language charm hooked Hei Qi'er into it, as if he was the protagonist in it, although Wang Ningzhi did not say the cause of Xu Shen's death, but after substituting it, the shrewd Hei Qi'er still found out.

Wang Ningzhi smiled on his lips, looked at the big white goose because he was kicked away by his master, and replied casually: "He was just killed by himself, don't think about it, and don't talk nonsense." ”

"Oh......" Hei Qi'er lowered his head in frustration, and said after a while, "Let's not think about it, but those sons of the family outside will not be obedient, I passed by that Sun Jingyuan this morning, and I heard him talk about this matter, and said that the son is very powerful, and all the people who are related to the son of Boyuan are all ...... by you." ”

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, and they can only guess, and there is no need to worry about it, even if they think that I will move my hand, they will not talk nonsense, at most they are a little jealous." Wang Ningzhi stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers moved through the sunlight, interrupting Hei Qi'er's words, "How can such a clean hand get into the dust?" ”

The Taoist temple is mostly small and exquisite, many turns, the front few thin bamboos sway gently with the wind, driving the shadow on the wall to sway silently, passing by the thin bamboo, just about to turn, met two unfamiliar faces.

The two people on the opposite side stopped, one of them was generous and peaceful, smiling; The other person had a handsome face, but his gaze staring at Wang Ningzhi was a little surprised, and it seemed to be mixed with a trace of fear.

"Brother Shuping, meet again." The man with a smile nodded at Wang Ningzhi and said, "In the next grandson, Taisun Jingyuan, followed the master to treat Zungong a few years ago. ”

"It turned out to be Brother Jingyuan, please forgive me for being clumsy, I didn't recognize it for a while, who is this next to me?" Knowing that this was Sun Tai, Wang Ningzhi glanced at it a few more times, and looked at the person next to him by the way, but found that after he was called by Sun Tai, the face of the person next to Sun Tai changed, and he turned around and left when he asked him.

"I ...... I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

Wang Ningzhi narrowed his eyes and stared at the man as he walked away.

"Ahem...... His name is Xu Zhen, and he is ......" Sun Tai hurriedly explained.

Wang Ningzhi finally confirmed: "Yixing Xu's? ”

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