The afternoon sun, passing through the shade of the osmanthus trees, sprinkled on the ground with bright patches. The breeze carried the warmth of the sun, blowing on the woman's face, blowing away a trace of hair.

The woman sat under the osmanthus tree, gently lifted the strands of hair that fluttered in the wind, watched the children on the street chatter and play around the vendors who bought melons and fruits, smiled lightly, stretched out her slender white fingers, and gently picked off a petal that fell on the hair, inadvertently revealing a Zhuo Ya style.

"Miss, do you see I bought fried chestnuts with sugar?" The maid ran over with a big paper bag in her arms and a smile. Sitting next to the woman, he said to the woman with a smile while knocking chestnuts.

The woman smiled faintly, took the chestnuts peeled by the maid, took a bite lightly, and said with a smile: "It's very sweet!" ”

"Miss, that scholar just now is the nerd that the eldest young master said! It doesn't seem like it! The maid asked as she removed her men's clothes and looked like a cute elf, chewing chestnuts.

The woman smiled lightly, but said nothing. She looked up and looked overhead, through the halo of leaves. Gently close your eyes and let the warm sunlight shine on your face.

"Miss!" The maid put down the chestnut, grabbed the woman's arm, and cried out aggrievedly.

"I heard that An Gongzi in Tokyo already has a three-room concubine. Moreover, the slave maid also heard that Mr. An usually said that he was messing with flowers and grass, which was very bad! The maid pouted, looked at the young lady's beautiful cheeks, and said distressedly.

"yes, I know!" The woman lowered her head, winked at the maid, and smiled playfully.

"Then Miss, ...... you" The maid was stunned, looking at her own young lady as if she didn't know her, and muttered.

Su Qianqian reached out and touched the pigtail on the maid's head, and said to her with a smile: "Don't worry, thrush, before you get to Tokyo, I will let the pillar marry you!" ”

"But, then, miss, what about you?" The maid shook her head with teary eyes and said, "The thrush is reluctant to miss!" ”

Su Qianqian shook her head gently, turned her head, and looked at the bustling scene of pedestrians on the street. He said softly: "I've grown so big, I haven't been to the capital yet?" I really don't know what the capital is like! ”

The woman's smile was beautiful, and there was a poignant taste in her whispered words.

Although she was born in a family of eunuchs, she has never felt the love of her family. The mother is the concubine of the father's third party, and the status itself is not high. After giving birth to a daughter, although the father didn't say anything, the disappointment in his eyes unabashedly expressed his heart.

Maybe it's because of her humble background that she will have a lonely life in the future. From birth to the present, her life has always been led by others. As for where it was, she didn't know, and no one had ever told her.

When she was young, she often played by herself. When she got the thrush, she played with it. His brothers never came to see him.

Then, wait until he's a little older. I heard my mother say that she has a fiancé.

So, thirteen or fourteen-year-old Su Qianqian began to think about what her fiancé was like, and whether anyone would play with her when she got married.

Then, after four years of waiting, my mother also left me. In the huge courtyard, only himself and the thrush remained.

Last year, my father, who had never come to the door, suddenly came to the courtyard. He just glanced at himself faintly, and then told himself that the engagement was canceled. If nothing else, he will marry far away from Tokyo and marry the son of a high-ranking official in the capital.

At that time, Su Qianqian was still confused in her heart. She couldn't tell the difference between marrying her fiancé and marrying a big official. I don't know them myself anyway.

This mentality was not until some time ago, after the formal marriage agreement was settled. There was a little panic in her heart, but it was only a momentary panic. She was a little scared of the marriage she was about to face, she didn't know the person, and she had heard that the person was not of good character. Once you get married, will you be like your mother, live a lonely life, and finally die gloomily.

As a result, there was a trace of impulse to resist in her uneasy heart. This urge continued into this morning. and urged her to fight for the last shred of hope in her heart.

Early this morning, she and the thrush woman disguised themselves as men and walked out of the gate of the Su Mansion. She wanted to see what it was like to be reprimanded as a nerd by her father, despised as a toad by her eldest brother, and the first talent in Jiangning, who was privately said by others in the house.

By the Qinhuai River, she met the scholar who was once her fiancé.

Dressed in a green shirt, a very warm smile, and a very calm look.

Hee-hee, it's the same as when I was a child!

At that moment, her heart bloomed. As if he was carrying a little rabbit in his heart, waiting for the scholar to speak his heart.

It's just that hope is often good. The reality is brutal. From beginning to end, the scholar just smiled and said something to the eldest brother who was extremely sarcastic.

In his words, he did not mention his name at all.

She was still unwilling. So, he waited for the scholar to appear on the road.

She didn't know why she was like this, she just hoped that someone could take her out of her shackles. And that scholar is the only life-saving straw in her heart.

The afternoon sun shines on the bluestone pavement, reflecting a dazzling light. Su Qianqian and Thrush sat by a tea stall, quietly waiting for the scholar to appear.

Finally, he appeared.

Full of hope, he followed him into a quiet alley under the warm afternoon sun.

After some conversation, the eagerness in her heart disappeared. When I looked up, the scholar's smile was still warm, but it was just a slight warmth, maybe just politeness.

It's very raw!

The autumn sun shone through the shade of the trees and on her delicate body. She smiled, like the fragrance of osmanthus.

That's, so be it!

The golden sunlight shone on her face, and the woman's heart once again regained its stagnant calm. She smiled softly and said to herself in her heart.

In the teahouse across the street, people come and go, noisy and chirping. Zhan's guards and companions, sitting at the window, kept looking at the opposite side. Across the street, a handsome and unseemly boy was tilting his head up, enjoying the afternoon sun. A smile on his face.

Zhan's guard looked at the boy who raised his head and smiled indifferently on the other side. I finally understood in my heart, tsk, I didn't expect this Miss Su family to be really interesting to Lu Gongzi.

Hey, don't talk about Hou San, although his stomach is full of bad water. At a critical time, I really understand people.

"Boss Zhan, when are we going to do it?" Hou San, who was sitting opposite, rolled up his sleeves and asked with his fists rubbed his hands.

"What a move. You're stupid! In the blink of an eye, the Zhan guard's appreciation for Hou San in his heart came to naught, and at this time, he was looking at his capable subordinate with the eyes of an idiot.

"Huh? Don't do it! So what are we going to do with it! Hou San was dumbfounded.

The Zhan guard glared at him and said in a low voice, "Of course you have to do it, but you can't do it here." This is Jiangning, if we do it here, won't it cause trouble for the prince? ”

Hou San's face suddenly realized, and then asked modestly: "Boss Zhan, what do you mean?" ”

The Zhan guard smiled, and his honest face was gone. At this time, it was all a face of deception.

He hooked his fingers and said to Hou San: "Come here, listen to me tell you about this way!" ”

So, the two huddled together again, whispering something. The guards squeezed their eyebrows and looked at Hou San, and Hou San looked at him with admiration.

……

In the afternoon, Lu Heng still went to the palace on an errand.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the palace has become more and more solemn. The maid walked cautiously, for fear of making a slight noise and attracting the stinky face of the second son.

Lu Heng walked in this palace, looked at the cautious and cautious maids, and secretly glanced at himself. Then he left in a hurry. It's a little funny in my heart, if I don't know what this means, I'm afraid that this kind of atmosphere can really make people believe it.

These days, the theft of the secret recipe of the royal silk soft armor has been spread in the Jiangning business circle. The palace where the secret recipe was stolen was lifeless. And Liufu, who is the key object of suspicion, made a look that it had nothing to do with me, and still walked on the street in a high-profile manner. Propaganda of how superb his family is in military uniforms. But with the Liu family's past bad deeds, anyone with a discerning eye can see that except for the Liu family, who would dare to do such a lack of morality as stealing people's secret recipes.

Of course, in addition to despising the Liu family, these businessmen still have some appreciation. After all, the palace is not a soft persimmon, and it is not something that anyone can pinch if they want to.

The Liu family dared to stretch out their claws to the palace, tsk, the guts were still quite fat.

Moreover, getting this key secret recipe at this time means rolling money. Although there is some infamy on the back, however, it is worth it.

The merchants are red-eyed, jealous, contemptuous, and scolding.

However, everyone understands in their hearts that this year's bidding, if nothing else, is afraid that it will fall to the Liu family.

As various rumors continue to float out in various versions, and spread in the market. For a while, the Jiangning business district was cloudy. It seems that there is a momentum of mountain rain coming and the wind is full of buildings.

However, ordinary people in Jiangning don't care about these things at all. After all, such a thing is out of reach for them. They may talk, but they look at the fight between the two families in a leisurely manner.

As for who succeeds in the bidding and who dominates the Jiangning market, the price of silk is still so high. Anyway, I can't afford to wear it, so I don't care if he is dead or alive!

For them, the bigger the bustle, the better, and there are even scenes of people from two provinces fighting on the streets. In that case, it's a lot of fun.

After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming! Wouldn't it be better if there was more fun than just tasting food and admiring the moon?