No matter how quiet the house is, it is always the movement outside the house that is heard, and the movement outside the house just covers up the movement inside the house, so it is so quiet.

There is a capital in the southern Jiangcheng, and it is more lively than usual in a few days, but these bustles are only a short stop for them, and the depressive atmosphere can be seen everywhere, and the people here are already terminally ill.

Seven days ago...

The gray sky seems to be far away, the April day in the world, the most people's expectation wading water, Wan Wan Tingting is clear and shallow, and there is a way to say that the ancient vine and old tree are faint crows, and the old crow is noisy and very desolate and sad, which makes people feel uncomfortable listening to it.

The mad aura was like a plague spreading, and it was immediately reminiscent of several days of wet weather, and it was uncomfortable.

......

There was another ghost crying wolf howl, coming from a wing room in a mansion in Jiangcheng, which was even more crazy than the crow's wail.

Under the red makeup of the court, the maid stood petite outside the house, leaned over, put her ears in front of the door, listened to the miserable screams in the house, shook her head without hindering, and showed doubts.

Zhishu pouted and whispered to the housekeeper behind him, Xiangfu: "It's been six times since I woke up at noon, is this uncle of our family going to play the role of the Liuluo clan and sing a big opera?"

Xiang Fu's vicissitudes of life shook his head and sighed lightly, and said in his heart, you ask me, who do I ask?

Although Steward Xiang is highly valued by the master, under his care, the entire Jiang Mansion is in good order, but there is a son who is not a weapon, and Steward Xiang has been troubled by this for half his life, but there is no good medicine to relieve the unsmooth breath in his heart. Zhicomb saw that the old man Xiang ignored him, but there seemed to be a mirror in his heart, so he continued to raise his hand and knock on the door.

Tuk-tuk...

Tuk-tuk...

A hurried knock on the door rang out again.

Xiang Fu saw that the maid knew that the comb was as strong as a sesame seed, and his heart became even more anxious, and he ordered Zhicomb to let go of his body, and his calloused palm slapped heavily on the door frame, shaking the door of the room, making his face covered with a layer of heavy fat powder.

No matter how Xiang Fu and Zhishu shouted, the master in the house just wouldn't open the door.

In desperation, Xiang Fu couldn't help but shout angrily: "Uncle, it's okay to come out today, or if you don't come out." But when the time comes, don't blame the old slave for being rude and tying you up. If you miss the auspicious time, you won't come out to marry my eldest lady, and when the time comes, the lord will start a fire, but it's not like me to smash the door and tie up my uncle, when the time comes... ”

After finishing speaking, Xiang Fu was still restless in his heart, and he disappeared for no reason and had not heard from him for a year, but he was inexplicably found by him and the second lady by coincidence in the first three days, which is really baffling. But fortunately, Fang picked up the clever appearance, which just perfectly solved today's problem.

But there is a solution to this problem, but it seems to be tricky at this moment.

......

No matter how Xiang Fu coerced and tempted, the party in the house picked up the air like air, and there was no sound of the door being opened. Lying on the big wooden bed with his legs crossed leisurely and shaking, his eyes pouted outside the house and scolded: "If you don't go out, even if you kill Lao Tzu, you won't go out." Go and marry a ghost, which door do I worship, and which door do I become?".

After hearing this, Xiang Fu was immediately furious, and a trace of scarlet appeared in his two lines of eyes.

When the maid Zhicomb heard this, she couldn't help frowning, a pair of small hands like halva, stirring up a thousand ripples, sighing that the fragrance and jade could not be returned, but it was a pity that the east wind would hate and thank you. In this kind of marriage, the eldest lady was gifted and intelligent when she was ten years old and was selected by Yun Juan Yun Shu, and the head of the family saw that Fang picked up the defeat of her mother's family, so she immediately terminated the marriage contract with her. Who would have thought that with the passage of time, in the blink of an eye, six years, if it weren't for trouble, the head of the Jiang Mansion would bring up this matter again.

It's just that the former marriage has now been replaced by the current Jiang family, for this sudden dramatic change, as a subordinate, she saw such a crazy Fang picked up, and a woman sighed in her mind.

So he patiently explained softly: "Uncle, the eldest lady is on the way back, and the person who joined hands with you is just a substitute, and the head of the family is just afraid that he will miss the time..."

"Instead!"

Before Zhicomb finished speaking, Fang in the room picked her up and broke her up, frowning and shouting: "It's people and ghosts who are used instead, I see that there are some flaws in my appearance, so I coaxed me to obey, this is a kind of fraud at all!"

"You !!"

Zhicomb listened to Fang pick up and said that the marriage he was looking forward to in his heart was so unbearable, and the trace of pity that had arisen in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he blurted out coldly: "The Fang family is down, you don't know how to lift." Don't forget, the Fang family clan received the benefits from the head of the family, and resolutely agreed to let you join the Jiang family, and even the deed of sale was clearly written in black and white. ”

Fang picked up, who was lying on the wooden bed in the house, no longer paying attention to the words of the maid Zhicomb outside the house, but jokingly aside, a bad smile arose, and the gaze revealed by squinting his eyes made people feel frightened.

...

"When did I sell myself to his family and become a wealthy person, with Lao Tzu's consent?" Fang picked up and whispered indifferently.

“......”

Looking at the person squatting in the corner with a bitter face and a playful smile, if he hadn't pretended to be crazy and took advantage of the defenselessness, he tied the old man to the corner without much effort, otherwise he would have gone to worship with someone without knowing it.

The palm of his hand was wiped on his chest, and there was a faint pain, thinking of the arrow that was innocently stabbed, his face suddenly turned gray. Looking at the bronze mirror in front of the window, the emaciated and green face came into view, and the youthful pupils turned to the vicissitudes of life, which seemed incompatible with the immature face.

A faint trace between the eyebrows, like a birthmark and not like to talk about, as if left after a hard object is cut, if it is not for the deep black degree of the eyebrows, it is indistinguishable at first glance, and it will only be found if you stay for a long time and look carefully.

A pair of immature pupils, hiding the bottomless seclusion, when the faint smile hangs, it is a trance to evoke the weakest corner of the heart, the light flaxen hair floats with the breeze, and the light of the sunset outside the window presents a blurry illusion.

Wearing an ink-colored robe, it renders an undesecrated agility, as if it is under the aura of the founding aura.

......

"Young master, Lao Hua is worried about you day and night! Take a closer look, the old slave's handsome face is all for the young master's troubles, and now he is not loved by the maid in the Jiang family's courtyard!"

Holding a bronze mirror, the appearance reflected from the copper mirror can indeed be seen that the person in the corner, his face is white, and he stands out in a white and flawless Tianhe blue shirt, and his delicate hands are weak and weak on the edge of the bed, although he is wearing white hair, he can't see a trace of skin sagging and old look.

However, the contours on his face and the bunch of silver-white beards on his chin did look like he had passed the age of Dayan, and such a rebellious method really made Fang pick up the waves in his heart, and he was amazed in his heart that it was not the art of rejuvenation that would be like this.

Seeing that the bronze mirror picked up a trance-like gaze, Hua Qianshu ignored the pain caused by the dark circles on his eyes, and smiled like a slippery face, clearly currying favor with Fang Pick up who was holding the bronze mirror.

"Hua Ye, I haven't seen you for a year, you have left me, the young master of the Fang family, behind" Fang picked up the bronze mirror in his hand, turned around and looked at the flower thousand trees in the corner.

"How dare Hua Ye! Although you have been missing for some time, Hua Qianshu is your eldest brother in the life of the young master, and death is the eldest brother of the young master! Drinking soup and making work, it has always been the master who drinks the soup, and I sell my soul and body to work. Hua Qianshu twisted her body slightly, and slowly approached the bed.

"How dare you, I see that you are drinking soup and wanting to lie down and be happy, and you will go to this distant Jiangcheng Jiangfu Gentle Township, and the days of leisure are gone, which is what you want to say!" Fang picked up and said as he slowly approached him.

"Master, worthy of being a master, a master who knows flowers, or a master!

"Bring it!" Fang picked up his eyes slightly narrowed, with a hint of sharpness, stretched out his right hand, his empty palm hanging in the air, and said indifferently.

"What did you bring, isn't your wedding dress next to the bed, master?" At this time, Hua Qianshu looked innocent, pretended to be deaf in his ears, and subconsciously moved his body back.

"Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid with me here!" Fang picked up and jumped, landed on the ground without a trace of dust, rolled up his sleeves and leaned towards the old man who was staggering on the ground, and after pulling around, a pendant jade plate appeared in his hand, and after hanging it on his waist, he stretched out his arm again and groped for a while, and a few pieces of broken gold were also greedily taken into his arms.

"I really don't know what kind of tricks you have with this old flower! These pieces of gold are just the interest that you have been doing in the past few days!" Fang picked up and pulled his body, squinted at Hua Qianshu with a blind face, and held the only remaining hundred pity tail branches on his body in his mouth, presumably most of them had already been taken by this old man for himself, and he didn't bother to ask for it back.

Looking at those broken silver leaving him, his heart was mixed, what was wrong with his arms, he had to put the broken gold, and he was seen by this wrongdoer, just like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, obediently obeying the soft and going back, but the good thing is that the fake is real, and the real becomes fake, which is good for him.

The knock on the door outside the house gradually dimmed, and after some time, the two looked at each other.

"What the hell is going on!" Fang picked up the rope that tied Hua Qianshu's body, then sat down at the table in the room with his legs spread out, sat on the round stool in front of him, picked up the teapot and poured the tea into the teacup.

......

Burst!

The sip of tea that had just entered his mouth squirted violently into the face of Hua Qianshu, who had just sat on the opposite side.

"What! The old lady Dou sold me to the Jiang family at a price equivalent to 200 acres and a mountain city, plus five boxes of gold ingots and forty-five cattle and sheep. Fang picked up the pretense of demeanor, and his eyes showed surprise.

"Well, it's too much to deceive," Hua Qian replied with a nonchalant attitude as she wiped the tea from her face with her sleeve and didn't care about herself.

The smile like a sweet shortbread gradually unfolded from Fang Pickup's face, Hua Qianshu suddenly shivered, Fang picked up and slapped his palm on Hua Ye's shoulder, and said softly and earnestly: "Hua Ye! Otherwise, you will be wronged, and I will take the crazy woman of the Jiang family for the young master, although her appearance is a little lacking and her temper is hot, but her body is even, but she has a state that cannot be blasphemed..."

The peach blossoms in Jiangcheng are blooming, and a small boat on that pool is leisurely farewell.

......

A woman in a blue robe looked at one place for a long time, the jade flute in her hand was held in front of her chest, and the woman behind her was slightly shaking her face like a flower, she was a guest in Jiang Mansion for a few days, and faintly found that Wen Qing in front of her was like this since the barren mountain, slightly turning sideways, her fiery red sleeves fluttering in the water with the wind, and her brows frowned slightly.