Zeng Wei had seen Shao Qing take those boys who bullied Yao Ruzhou to the Shen family's restaurant before, and witnessed Shao and Yao talking, but after all, it was from a distance, and he couldn't taste the look between the two, and he could only roughly see that Shao Qing was a young Confucian student.

Today, Yao Huan was negligent and did not close the red door of the small courtyard, and Zeng Wei, who came on his back, had already heard the sentence "The golden wind and jade dew meet" outside the door.

Zeng Wei's heart was full of strange sorrow, if it wasn't for Qinghe, who came with him to avoid the attention of the single man in the neighborhood, and grabbed the sleeve of Shiro's robe, Zeng Wei was afraid that he would even push the door in.

It was Yao Huan's subsequent response that had no intention of concubine, which slightly suppressed Shiro's impulsiveness.

The maid Qinghe, after dealing with Yao Huan a few times, because she felt that this woman was very easy to get along with, she was also a little stupid, she really wanted Shiro to become a family member with this woman, and her concubine's life would not be difficult.

Therefore, when this master and a servant stood outside the door, Qinghe said to Zeng Wei categorically: "Shiro is a little restless, don't be impatient, how many poor private school gentlemen in Kaifeng City are thousands?" There are many of them, they are eyeing merchants like Yao Niangzi who do not have Ah Lang as the master in their families, marrying their daughters, and even willing to join the family, but they still fancy the little money they have accumulated in business, so that they can study hard and take the exam? ”

Qinghe glanced at Zeng Wei's face that was instantly blue, and added cautiously: "Although he doesn't look like a hillbilly from other states, how can he compare his demeanor and appearance with Shiro?" Shiro rest assured, he can't get into the eyes of Yao Niangzi. ”

Zeng Wei'er listened to Qinghe's encouragement, locked his eyebrows and stared at the situation inside, he wanted to see what Yao Huan would say and do next, until Qinghe gently reminded "Shiro, there are neighbors around, let's go in", he pushed the door and entered.

At this moment, facing Shao Qing at close range, even though the vinegar was dark and annoyed, Zeng Wei still had to admit that the man in front of him who was about the same age as himself was the poor and sour Mr. Privy School in Qinghe's mouth.

Between this person's handsome eyebrows and eyes, how can there be a faint color of wind and frost on the battlefield? Like Liu Zhongwu's eldest son Liu Xi?

No, not really.

Liu Xi's demeanor is indeed outstanding among those rough men in the Western Army, but the color of wind and frost in Liu Xi's eyes is the blood color of swords and swords. And in Shao Qing's eyes, there was a look of benevolence after seeing thousands of troops.

Zeng Wei was shocked to realize that his father Zeng Bu, after leading the border army as a Wenchen, often showed this meaning in his eyes when he returned to Kaifeng.

Suddenly, Zeng Wei was a little discouraged, as if Mr. Shao, who came out halfway, was naturally more skilled than his own mental strength.

But Shao Qing's words from his uncle and nephew aroused Zeng Wei's fighting spirit.

"Qinghe, offer the tea cake to Mrs. Yao." Zeng Wei turned around and instructed Qinghe.

He said to Yao Huan, who was cramped: "I gave my mother a few cakes of good tea to the Queen Mother, all of them are Xiaofeng Tuan, and my mother heard that the second sister-in-law also loves tea, so she ordered me to send two cakes." Mother is careful, afraid that you will be alone at home, so she specially instructed Qinghe to follow, be appropriate. ”

Shao Qing is such a thoughtful person, when he heard Zeng Wei's last sentence, he pointed to him that he didn't know how to defend men and women.

Even if his subordinate Lu Gang has already laid a secret stake in Zeng's mansion, Shao Qing is actually the first time to see Zeng Wei, the "fairy uncle" in the mouths of Shen Fuzhi and Yao Huan.

The visual impact told him that Zeng Wei was indeed a noble son with a demeanor like an immortal.

The verbal evaluation reminded him that Zeng Wei was a gentleman with thorns in his words and disdain to retreat.

And his intuition made him even more like he had been hit with a stick, and Yao Huan's expression when he saw this Zeng Jia Shiro was not natural.

This woman, seeing that she was like a brother, calm, and seeing Zeng Shiro, she was surprised, happy and hesitant, which must indicate something.

Shao Qing suddenly felt an indescribable sense of vanity.

Even the attack about his uncle and nephew that he blurted out just now felt that it was quite meaningless, and he had no heart to fight again at this time.

Besides, Zeng Shilang came with the maidservant girl in the family, and he was indeed stronger than himself in terms of proportion, which should be considered for Yao Huan.

"Mrs. Yao," Shao Qing said to Yao Huan knowingly, "I took the trouble to get the "Mengxi Pen Talk" that my second sister-in-law agreed to lend last time, and I have to say goodbye." This candied osmanthus, if the second sister-in-law and the lady feel good to eat, I will ask the family to send two cans another day. ”

Yao Huan woke up like a dream, and felt very good, Mr. Shao and Zeng Wei were not familiar with each other, so why should they fall into an awkward chat, so he hurriedly answered, and turned around to go to his aunt's room to get the book.

Since people are leaving, Zeng Wei has planned to stop fighting, and suddenly heard the words "candied osmanthus", so he looked at the stone table, and sure enough, he saw a few pieces of white soft cake with a shallow layer of osmanthus sauce.

Zeng Wei glanced at Yao Huan's back, and smiled at Qinghe: "What a coincidence, like this Mr. Shao, we also brought osmanthus flowers. ”

……

Yao Huan came back from "Mengxi Pen Talk", but saw that in addition to a celadon tea pot on the stone table, there was also a small drawer of golden silk nan food box, and Qinghe was taking out a flat Pengzhou kiln box from the food box and opening it for Zeng Wei to see.

Shao Qing was still sitting, not getting up and carrying the medicine box, waiting for the book to leave.

Yao Huan was a little confused.

Well? Mr. Shao, do you want to sit down a little longer?

I only heard Zeng Wei say: "Huan'er, just now I told Mr. Shao that since I am not in a hurry to teach the boys today, it is better to sit for more hours and taste this little phoenix group together." Qinghe is the best at ordering tea in my house, you just need to ask the second sister-in-law to use the tea mill, soup bottle, and bamboo whisk on weekdays, and hand them over to her. ”

After Yao Huan was stunned, she couldn't help but feel a little weird, as if Zeng Wei was the master of this courtyard, and he arranged it well, and even said the words of the guests for her.

If an ordinary man did this, she would definitely feel awkward, maybe it would be defined as greasy, but the other party was Zeng Wei, and his gentle manner, just like that day in the car, was just right, and there was no forced or self-righteous appearance.

Yao Huan slipped his eyes and was just about to look at Shao Qing, but Shao Qing first opened his mouth generously: "It's okay, thank you for your kindness." ”

Yao Huan smiled politely but embarrassedly, and led Qinghe to take out his aunt Shen Fuzhi's set of tea-ordering treasures, and then sat down at the stone table as if he had suddenly committed social phobia.

She tasted her thoughts, but she was a little afraid, afraid that Mr. Shao would see that the relationship between herself and Zeng Wei was unusual.

Although, Mr. Shao should be a very reassuring friend.

Yao Huan wanted to cover up his helpless bear, so he looked at the white porcelain box, and then he saw that what was contained in it turned out to be osmanthus.

Zeng Wei saw that she was busy with a flick, and finally saw this "today's surprise" after sitting down, so he said softly: "The laurel tree in my mother's courtyard is laid on the golden cinnamon, which is more fragrant than the red cinnamon and silver cinnamon." My mother asked me to bring it along with the tea cakes. ”