Today is a rare sunny day, Zhang Yunhua secretly thought, if these people are just some ordinary ordinary people, then such a bright morning, living in Qingping Zhai, eating Su Mengtang's breakfast, how leisurely and comfortable it should be.

Sometimes, the glory and wealth that the world yearns for is a kind of net, so that those who are deeply trapped in it cannot get out. Zhang Yunhua chose to take Qiuqiu to live on Qingyun Mountain, so he had the idea of riding whales, but even if he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, he still couldn't escape the intricacies of the red dust.

Now that Zhang Yunhua has had breakfast, he is waiting for Mr. Cheng Shuqin or Xiang Kang to deliver some news to him, so that he can know how things are going. Who knew that for the whole morning, there was no news anywhere, not even Ou Jinshu and Tong Ning'er, there was no news.

The whole Qingping Zhai was surprisingly quiet, Ximen March and Qiuqiu were sitting in the room practicing calligraphy, Bihu and Ziyu were tying silk threads in the room, wanting to make a thread sleeve for Su Mengtang's little jade fish. Ximen March suddenly found that Qiuqiu hadn't looked up at the notebook for a while, and curiously stretched out his head to see what Qiuqiu was writing.

"Xiao Qiu'er, are you writing an article?" Qiuqiu's paper seems to be recording something. "No, I'm writing in a journal." Qiuqiu replied without raising his head. "What is a diary?" Simon heard this for the first time and was surprised. "That is, it is my own thoughts to write down what happens every day, and I can't just show it to others." Qiuqiu said as she covered her own writing with her sleeve.

Bihu and Ziyu glanced at each other with a smile when they heard this, and Ziyu said, "This method is fresh, but what's the use of writing it down?" Qiuqiu smiled: "It's just that I have nothing to do, just write a few strokes, and I can know how I spent my life when I am old." Bihu held his breath and pulled the last wishful buckle, and said with a long breath: "It's finally done." Miss Qiu is only eight years old this year, so she is thinking about what will happen when she gets old? Qiuqiu nodded, and replied.

Ximen lowered his head and pulled out a piece of paper and said, "Then I will write it too, and I will not allow others to read it, only Xiao Qiu'er will read it alone." "Children always love to show favor to the people they like at any time. Qiuqiu smiled appreciatively at Simon and continued to write his diary. Since Jiangnan Villa came to Lin'an, there seems to be a lot of things happening every day, these days adults are in and out, busy and busy, and have no time to take care of the two children, Qiuqiu has more time to record his experience.

There are many details, Qiuqiu can't see in person, but every time they eat, Yunhua and Su Mengtang always exchange some recent developments, so that she has a lot of understanding of Zhao Qingzhou's case. Being an adult is really tiring, especially under the ancient feudal system, and sometimes it takes luck to keep the world alive, Qiuqiu wrote in her diary. Qiuqiu didn't dare to let people see such a diary, so she always stuffed it under the mattress after writing it, wanting to take it back when she returned to Qingyun Mountain.

Ximen was much more free and easy in March, and wrote on the paper: "Xiao Qiu'er has added a lot of things to her mind recently, she doesn't tell me, and I don't ask, because the master said that girls will have secrets when they grow up, and they can't be told anything." After writing it, he generously showed it to Qiuqiu to show his thoughtfulness and reasonableness. Qiuqiu laughed after reading it: "Little March, you are really cute." Ximen March said angrily: "Xiao Qiu'er, you are younger than me, don't call me Little March." After speaking, he added another sentence in his diary: Xiao Qiu'er has not been big or small recently, which makes me angry.

Getting along with Simon March is always easy and pleasant, in contrast, the air pressure on the adult's side is always very low, which makes people a little breathless. Qiuqiu even felt a little sorry for his master, life and death matters, he was still in danger, and sat quietly in the room after breakfast, what kind of anti-pressure ability is needed.

Qiuqiu also added a sentence in his diary: Master Yunhua is like the backbone of everyone, with him, there are people who advocate the matter of Uncle Qingzhou, and there will be no chaos, but I don't know what the master's backbone is, why can he support him Taishan to collapse in front without changing his color.

But Qiuqiu didn't know that although Yunhua was stable on the surface, his heart was like a fire, but Zhao Qingzhou was stable on the surface and safe on the inside. Zhao Qingzhou had a rare good night's sleep today, since he went to Jiangning to take office, he hadn't slept like this for a long time, even if Qin Xingguo said something disgusting yesterday, it didn't affect Zhao Qingzhou's dream.

In his dream, he didn't know what he had become, he was located on top of ten thousand mountains, looking down on the red world, lakes, seas, mountains and rivers. He felt that he was standing very high, not like a bird, not like a cloud, but like a star. After he woke up, he asked Lao Xia for an ink pen and wrote two poems on the wall of the prison: When will the rain be relieved, and the indefinite waves will be returned. After he finished writing, he sat quietly on the stone couch for a while, remembering what Qin Xingguo had said yesterday.

Qin Xingguo came late at night yesterday to persuade Zhao Qingzhou: If he lets go of his obsession, he will obey Shi Miyuan's orders from now on, and he will be able to ensure that he will be reinstated, and he will retire with his whole body. Zhao Qingzhou sternly refused: "If the joint trial of the three divisions cannot prove Zhao's innocence, then the officialdom will really be dark to the end, and this official will not do it." Qin Xingguo threatened: "If you are obsessed, I am afraid that it will endanger your net worth and life, and you will not be able to eat and walk around when the time comes." ”

Zhao Qingzhou sneered: "Zhao has eaten all the phoenix gall, and there is nothing that can't be eaten." Qin Xingguo saw that there was no hope of winning over, so he only said hatefully: "Zhao Qingzhou, I advise you to get acquainted, why should people get along with themselves." You yourself are helpless in Jiangning, if you defect to the Ming Lord, your career in the future is limitless. "I only know that the shore of the land is not a prince, and I have never heard of the two lords of the state, is it possible that Prime Minister Shi wants to establish himself as a king?" In one sentence, Qin Xingguo didn't know what to say, and he was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away.

It was Lao Xia, who listened to the conversation between the two on the side, and after Qin Xingguo left, he persuaded Zhao Qingzhou: "Zhao Gongzi, let me say something you don't like to hear, you shouldn't have let General Qin not come to the stage like that just now, just say that you obey Prime Minister Shi Cheng's orders, and keep your official position first, isn't it good?" ”