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A slender green jade hand stretched out from the curtain, Song Wanwan held her forehead with one hand, there was a faint tingling pain in her temple, everything that happened yesterday was too real, the numbness feeling of covering her nose and the dizziness of falling into a deep sleep afterwards, she got dressed, combed her hair casually, lazily held a hairpin, fumbled to pick up the cane next to the bed, and slowly groped out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoThe stool that had been kicked over yesterday was sitting securely in place, making her mistakenly think it was just a dream.

The blind luthier groped her way to the door, leaning against the threshold, the warm breeze blowing on her face, like a willow caressing her cheeks, the pomegranate in the corner of the courtyard had bloomed, and the pure white butterfly rested on the petals.

The wooden shoes pressed the moss on the steps, and the courtyard was quiet.

The wind swept through the vines and shook the brass bells under the eaves.

The silence was broken by a knock on the door, and Song Wanwan fumbled to her feet and walked in the direction of the gate, if she could see clearly, there was a pool of congealed blood hidden in the grass, and the green onions in the courtyard had not had time to hide the traces of the explosion.

"Miss Song, it's Zhong Qing down there."

Song Wanwan moved the bolt of the door, opened the door with both hands, she tilted her head sideways, grabbed the folds of the skirt with her hands, and said with a soft smile, "Gongzi Zhongqing, don't come to harm?" The slave family got up late this morning, I'm afraid this appearance makes the son laugh, right? ”

Chen Zhongqing sniffed, and Song Wanwan, who was standing in front of him, had crimson cheeks, lazy hair pinned to a hosta, and a loose mustache. Like a graceful little lady returning from grocery shopping.

Chen Zhongqing glanced a few times into the courtyard, the traces of yesterday had already been cleaned up, although some blood stains were still faintly visible, but fortunately, Song Wanwan was blind and couldn't see this scene of broken flowers and willows.

He retracted his gaze and said, "Oh, Miss Song, I happened to pass by the mansion this morning, and I took the liberty to pay a visit, and I hope Miss Song doesn't care." ”

Of course, he wouldn't explicitly say that he had come to check on Song Wanwan's safety, so he had to make an excuse at random.

"Miss Song is willing to let me in?"

"Oh, of course, I almost forgot."

Song Wanwan held on to the door and made way for Chen Zhongqing. She whispered while groping, "The family is surrounded by walls, which makes Zhongqing's son smile." ”

Chen Zhongqing shook his head, and then realized that Song Wanwan was blind, and added, "No, if the mountain is not high, there is a fairy name, and if the water is not deep, there is a dragon." ”

With a snort, Song Wanwan laughed, and she said gently, "Si is the only one in the burrow, Chen Gongzi, your praise is not dewy, compared with Mengde Shihao, the slave family is really flattered." You are now a world-famous poet, and if an old master who accidentally dropped his book bag knew, he would be heartily criticized for disrespecting the sages. ”

Chen Zhongqing was surprised, "Miss Song also knows about the Garden Poetry Club?" ”

Song Wanwan looked back and smiled, "I guess." ”

"Gongzi Zhongqing said that day that he was going to participate in the garden poetry party, and I knew that you would be victorious. Although the little girl has never learned poetry, she can always distinguish which words are good and which are good sentences. By the way, is Zhongqing's son the champion, or Tanhua, or Bangyan? ”

"Guess?"

"I guess it's Tanhua after all, right?"

Chen Zhongqing shook his head and said with a smile, "That's not right. ”

"Bangyan?"

"Not really."

She was surprised and said, "Is it the champion?" ”

"It's not right, I wrote three poems last night, champion, Tanhua, and Bangyan, all of them are me."

Song Wanwan exclaimed in a low voice, her expression was surprised, and she said in disbelief, "The talent of Gongzi Zhongqing is really breathtaking. ”

"By the way, come here today, I have a reluctant invitation below."

Chen Zhongqing remembered what he was going to do today, plucked up his courage, and said to the woman in front of him, "I hope that Miss Wanwan can participate in the next rouge list, and I will compose lyrics for you and compete for the top ten." As long as you are in the top ten, no one will dare to bully you in Hangzhou. ”

The weak blind girl's footsteps paused, turned around, the skirt fluttered with the movements, still the empty eyes, with an indifferent and calm face, "Gongzi Zhongqing, your kindness is appreciated by the slave family, but the slave family refuses to participate." ”

Chen Zhongqing was stunned, he didn't expect Song Wanwan to refuse this tempting request.

Song Wanwan refused neatly, and her lips opened lightly, "Thanks to the son's care, but the slave family really doesn't want to get involved in the competition of the rich nobles in Hangzhou, and which woman on the rouge list is not a peerless woman, and she will become a fish and a goose." The slave family was born blind, my parents died when I was a child, and I was raised by a pianist, who had no money, no power, no appearance, and was involved in the intricate rouge list, which would only be more auspicious. ”

"As long as you are on the rouge list, no one will dare to embarrass you." Chen Zhongqing touched his nose and said, "Qin Shaoyou, who embarrassed you in the Huxin Pavilion that day, I have already beaten him. If nothing else, he will come to the door to apologize to Miss Song in the past few days. ”

"What if something happens?"

Although Song Wanwan is blind, his heart is like a mirror, and he has a thorough understanding of the people in Hangzhou City, "I heard that Qin Gongzi of the Qin family is a person who does everything he can, and no one can resist the reason he wants to recognize, Gongzi Zhongqing, are you really sure that your beating will not make him play cards out of common sense?" Even if you take out the Bianliang family background to suppress people, it doesn't necessarily mean that he will admit defeat in his heart. On the contrary, it arouses a fierce and competitive spirit. The Qin family's sworn enemies suffered a lot of losses because of this incident, and the final outcome was that more than a dozen people from all over the house died unexpectedly. The government could not find out who did it, so it had to give up. A weak woman in a slave family, no one will pity her when she dies, and someone in Qingming will be willing to put a bouquet of peach blossoms on the grave in the coming year, but Zhongqing's son is tough to stand up for others and put his life on the line, is it worth it? ”

Chen Zhongqing was stunned, he didn't expect Qin Shaoyou to be so strange. He's more of a crazy gambler, who doesn't leave a way out.

And Song Wanwan also mistakenly thought that Chen Zhongqing's net worth background might not be able to beat the Qin family.

"I know that Gongzi Zhongqing has good intentions, but Qin Shaoyou is not a person who is willing to give up, he is ruthless and vicious, and he will never let go of those who offend him easily."

Chen Zhongqing didn't think that he was such a ruthless character who would be retribution, so he asked more, "Even if it is the king of heaven?" ”

"Heavenly King Lao Tzu is not, but the son of Luzhou Tongju drowned in the Hangzhou River inexplicably the year before last, and I heard that it was because he offended this Qin Gongzi. No evidence could be found in this case, and it was left unsolved for two years, and it took a lot of effort for the prefect to suppress the matter at that time. The slave family is also kind enough to persuade him, if Zhongqing's son feels noisy and loses his mood, take it as the wind in his ears. ”

The voice is not loud, but the words are heart-wrenching.

Chen Zhongqing frowned.

"Forget it, don't say these disturbing words, the slave family is not pleasing to be small, and the cocoon is independent. After the death of the master for so many years, Gongzi Zhongqing was the first person willing to listen to the chatter of the slave family, the slave family...... I just feel happy to have someone to listen to me. ”

Song Wanwan realized that she had a lot to say, pointed her finger to the lush peach tree in the corner of the courtyard, and said softly, "This peach tree was planted by hand in the year of the teacher's death, and it was still young at that time, less than ten years old. The slave family really wants to see how picturesque that stretching pink is. ”

Chen Zhongqing looked at the peach tree in the corner of the courtyard, with lush branches.

Now it is as good as a cover.