At this time, it was snowing heavily.

A few days ago, the steward of the grange came to deliver the New Year's goods, and saluted two ferrets, which were a little less than the armor, and the skirt was strange and a pity, Dou Zhao thought about it, and decided that his grandmother would make a wind collar and make a Zhaojun set that digs the fragrance of Yunqiu and used it during the New Year.

The weather was cold, and there was nothing to do, so Ganlu accompanied Dou Zhao to sit on the hot kang in the inner window to do needlework.

Su Xin walked in lightly.

"Miss," she winked at Dou Zhao and said with a smile, "There is something wrong with the account sent by the Grange a few days ago. ”

When Manna heard this, she immediately retreated.

Su Xin took out a letter from her bosom and came out: "Miss, Mr. Chen asked someone to send it back." ”

Dou Zhao took the letter a little nervously.

Eight or nine days have passed, but there has been no news from Kyoto, and she seems to be leisurely, but in fact, she is always thinking about it, and she often tosses and turns at night and can't sleep.

After reading the letter at a glance, Dou Zhao couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Su Xin, who was staring at her nervously next to her, couldn't help but relax his expression, and immediately showed a pleasant smile: "Miss, Duan guards them, are they safe?" ”

Dou Zhao nodded and motioned for Su Xin to light up the Sheep's Horn Palace lamp next to him. While burning the letter, he whispered: "Mei Gongzi is already safe and sound, he presided over Mrs. Jiang's sacrifice at the time of Sanqi, and Mr. Chen and Duan will be back in a few days!" ”

Su Xin, a calm person, heard that Chen Qushui would be back soon, and couldn't help but rejoice: "That's good, that's good." ”

Dou Zhao looked at her happy appearance, and couldn't help but show a cheerful smile, and said, "You go and talk to Lu Ming, so that they don't worry." ”

Su Xin went happily.

Dou Zhao looked at the burned sealed paper and was stunned for a long time.

Song Mo is really not the one who goes against the grain.

His father wanted to frame him, and he resisted the same.

He sent Duan Gongyi, Chen Xiaofeng and others to rescue Song Mo overnight, this decision was very risky.

But as long as she thought of what happened to Song Mo in her previous life, she couldn't sit back and watch things repeat again.

However, why did the British Duke frame his eldest son, whether it was in his past life or in his present life, Dou Zhao did not find an answer.

In the previous life, the Jiang family was beheaded all over the house, and the Jiang family was entangled in the sickbed, and died soon after. Song Mo just lost his uncle, and when his mother was mourned, he must be exhausted, but also a little resentful in his heart, he can't, and he doesn't have the mood and energy to pay attention to the things around him, which gave the British Duke the opportunity to calmly arrange, and kicked off the prelude to slandering Song Mo by being impeached by the imperial envoy. In order to protect the Jiang clan, Song Mo not only did not get depressed because of the death of Jiang Meisun and others, but more actively entered the aristocratic circle in Kyoto, and even deliberately lost the hunt in Qiuwei in order to test the emperor's intentions, and redetermined his position in the emperor's mind.

Song Mo, who was famous, made the British public like a hot potato, and finally had to choose to suddenly attack at the moment when Song Mo came back from the funeral...... His own warning and the helplessness of the British public gave Song Mo a glimmer of life.

Sometimes, identity is also a constraint.

This time, he was able to get out of danger, hoping that he would not be as crazy as he was in his previous life.

Dou Zhao sighed faintly.

At dusk, Lu Ming came to bid him farewell.

He didn't say a word, he knelt down and kowtowed to Dou Zhao three times: "Fourth Miss, your great kindness, not only the prince, but also those of us will not forget it." Then he said, "The prince is injured and needs to be taken care of, and there is no one to help him, so Mr. Yan and I discussed and prepared to rush back to Kyoto overnight tonight." Xu Qing's injuries are too serious, and I am afraid that I will have to trouble the fourth lady to let him raise in the Grange for a few more days. ”

Lu Ming has been in the Dou family for half a year, and he has always respected Dou Zhao, but unlike now, there is a bit of humility in his respect, and he seems very sincere.

Maybe it's because he saved Song Mo!

"Get up and speak!" Dou Zhao pondered and said, "There is no one else in the grange, so you can rest assured that Xu Qing will recuperate there." Then let Su Xin give him fifty taels of silver Cheng Yi, "You have to be careful along the way." My people haven't come back yet, so I can't escort you back to Kyoto. ”

Lu Ming was not polite, and put the silver ticket in his arms: "This place is only five or six miles away from Kyoto, and with me protecting Mr. Yan, I will definitely be able to arrive safely." The kind of determination when he spoke made Dou Zhao feel more and more that he was a master.

Dou Zhao said a few words, took the tea, sent Lu Ming away, and Ganlu came in and said, "Miss, I'm happy to be back!" ”

A month ago, Gao Shengyu Dou Shiying was ordered to take Dou Ming back to Kyoto.

Dou Zhao sent Xing Xing to accompany him.

She was glad to see her in the hall.

"Miss, the road is very smooth." Happy still had water stains on his body after the snowflakes melted, and at a glance, he knew that he had come to see Dou Zhao before he had left the house, "The seventh master also called me to ask a lot of things about the young lady." He grinned, Dou Shiying cared about Dou Zhao so much, obviously valued his eldest daughter very much, he was very happy for Dou Zhao, "Let me bring a lot of Kyoto specialties, saying that it is for the New Year of the young lady." ”

Dou Zhao said "hard work" to him, asked Su Xin to count things, and asked his father's body.

"The Seventh Master is very good." He smiled happily, "Every time Mu Xiu goes to the temple to discuss Buddhism with the masters, everyone praises the profound Buddhism of the Seventh Master, and even we are stained with it." He said, taking out a peace charm from the purse around his waist, "This is when I went to Daxiangguo Temple to play, that Zhike monk Shang Defu knew that I was the seventh master of the Dou family in the North Building, and gave me a peace charm that presided over the master's consecration!" ”

Dou Zhao was stunned, and then laughed.

At that time, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple and the Yuantong Master of Dalongshan Huguo Temple were the two most prestigious Zen masters in Kyoto, one can say the dead alive, the other can say the living dead, one looks dignified, one has an outstanding appearance, every time the festival of the mid-year festival, the front of the Daxiangguo Temple and the Dalong Shan Huguo Temple are crowded with women who go to listen to the Dharma, it is said that when the monks of the two temples carry the merit box out, the copper coins will fall like raindrops.

Now, the future host of Daxiangguo Temple is still a guest, but he already knows the descendants of his relatives in Douge's hometown. And the future master of Dalong Shanhuguo Temple, Master Yuantong, is temporarily living in Doujia Heshou Hall, and is preparing to participate in next year's Spring Festival!

It turns out that people who are destined often have a relationship inadvertently.

However, what is Ji Yong doing these days?

She ignored him since he walked away that day, and he didn't appear in her eyes again.

Dou Zhao hesitated to take a look at Ji Yong, and suddenly there was a voice of manna outside: "Young Master Ji......" As soon as the words fell, they turned into panic, "What are you doing here......

saw the warm curtain flicker, and Ji Yong broke in with a big grin.

He was only wearing a cyan brocade robe, and there were snowflakes on the top of his head and shoulders, if it weren't for his unusually strict expression, she was afraid that she would have frowned and scolded him loudly.

"Miss!" Ganlu, who was following closely behind Ji Yong, looked at Dou Zhao aggrievedly.

Dou Zhao made a gesture and motioned to go down to serve tea, then lightly pointed to the Taishi chair beside him, and said, "Cousin Ji, please take a seat!" ”

Ji Yong didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with him at all, he nodded, didn't sit down, but stood there straight, and said indifferently: "I have decided, I will leave for Kyoto tomorrow." Rent a house at Shuntianfu School, study behind closed doors, and participate in next year's Spring Festival. ”

He came fiercely, Dou Zhao didn't expect that he was coming to sue him, he accepted his exhortation, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses.

"That's good!" She looked as usual and said, "I'm here to congratulate Cousin Ji on making his wish come true, and the Golden Palace is passed on!" But I wanted to laugh.

This Ji Yong, even if he admits his mistakes, he must also use a tone like a subordinate.

Seeing this, Ji Yong nodded with great satisfaction.

Dou Zhao turned his face away and coughed lightly, only then did he hold back the smile that was about to reach his mouth.

Manna ran in.

"Miss, Miss, Mr. Chen is back!"

"Ahh Dou Zhao was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to Ji Yong, "You sit down first" and went out.

Walking through the veranda in the wind and snow, Chen Qushui and others in green clothes gradually approached.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but flicker with water in the corners of his eyes.

"Miss!" The group stood still under the corridor, Chen Qushui looked at Dou Zhao excitedly, bowed deeply, and saluted Dou Zhao.

"Mr. Chen," Dou Zhao smiled at the corner of his mouth, "You're finally back!" He carefully looked up and down at Duan Gongyi and Chen Xiaofeng, who were standing behind Chen Qushui and saluted her, and when they saw that the two of them were full of red faces, they couldn't help but nod with a smile on their faces, "It's good to be safe!" Then he beckoned them, "Come into the house and talk!" ”

The joy of the reunion made everyone's faces smile.

Several people surrounded Dou Zhao and were about to enter the house, when the warm curtain was lifted, Ji Yong walked out.

Mr. Chen and the others were a little surprised.

Ji Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Chen Qushui's body like a sharp edge.

"Mr. Chen?" He raised his eyebrows, "I heard that you went to Kyoto to visit friends, I don't know where your friends live in Xianju?" Why didn't you go to Kyoto and visit Dou Qiye? It's really a dragon that sees the head but doesn't see the end! There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Chen Qushui didn't know that Ji Yong was checking himself.

If it had been before, he would have been a little displeased. But after experiencing those things in the British Palace, he suddenly felt that compared to what happened to Song Mo, these were trivial things.

"My friend lives in Daxing," he smiled calmly, "and I habitually call it Kyoto." It made Ji Gongzi misunderstood. The Seventh Master also went to visit, but he didn't meet Ji Gong. "Concise and to the point, without more than one sentence.

Ji Yong felt that Chen Qushui was even more suspicious, but looking at Dou Zhao who looked excited, he still endured the words that came to his mouth.

"Then I'll take my leave!"

He flicked his sleeves and walked out of Cidou's upper room.

Zishang's panting voice came from outside: "Young master, young master, you still wear a cloak, right?" ”

Dou Zhao couldn't help it.

and Mr. Chen and they entered the house.

After Ganlu and the others served tea, they quietly retreated.

Mr. Chan talked about what happened to him in Kyoto these days.

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Sisters, brothers, I still owe a chapter update, and I've been thinking about it, but I'm too busy these days to make up for it, so try to think of a way in the past two days, and see if I can take a leave of absence or something......

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