So on the same day, Cheng Yingyu went to the government office where the wife of the chief manager was promoted, and drew a charge on a document similar to a contract with Yin Sheng's name.

Of course, she wore a white Luo hat all the way, and no one saw her true face, thinking that she was the Su family's cousin Yin, and the gambling game in the wine shop opened a new game.

And the hustle and bustle of the day was silent, and when the twilight was four, the autumn wind of the frozen bones was whining, and the evening of October immediately became a hole.

Qianfu, the lights are shining, the bamboo yellow leaves are bleak, and the fragrance of osmanthus is so strong that it is breathless.

Wisteria Dock. Qian Mu leaned on the beauty couch, holding the scissors, fiddling with the glass wick, and smiled: "What is the idea of Little Thirteen?" ”

Su Qian stood at the bottom of the hall, slightly uneasy and apprehensive.

Qian Mu glanced at him lightly: "Actually, before you reported tonight, the dark department of the Qian family had already informed me." After all, she is the future housewife of the Qian family, and every woman who participates in the election has been strictly investigated by the dark department, where can Xiao Thirteen hide it. ”

After a pause, the corners of Qian Mu's lips curled: "Su Qian, you are very good." If you report this later, or hide it directly, it will be another play. ”

"The subordinates are dead for the head of the family, and the dead man is absolutely loyal, how dare he make his own plans behind the master's back!" Su Qian knelt on one knee and clenched his fists.

Qian Mu held his hand in a void, and he couldn't see any waves on his face: "Get up, you are loyal, and I don't want to admit that I have lost my eyes." I am fortunate that you have been with me for so many years. ”

Su Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was precisely because he was too familiar with the methods of Qian Mu that Cheng Yingyu hesitated for a long time about the election, but decided to report it truthfully.

found out that Qian Mu had already known through the shadows, and he didn't point it out to him. Fortunately, he Su Qian never hid it, and it was never too late, otherwise he would not have doubted that Qian Mu would be able to wash the Su family in blood.

This is what he serves, the lord of the south of the Yangtze River, not the wind and snow, but the bloody rain.

Therefore, Qian Mu also carefully observed his reaction and played with taste: "I connived at Cao Xili to take the Su family, and also used the chess piece Shen Yin...... Su Qian, do you really have no complaints? ”

Under the lights, the purple-shirted man's eyes were obscure, like the eyes of a wolf staring at his prey in the dark night, green and faint, staring at people panicking.

Su Qian's vest rubbed a layer of cold sweat on the ground.

He plopped down and suppressed his heartbeat, "My subordinates are unwilling to break the oath of following the head of the family back then, but if you are loyal for one day, you will be loyal for a lifetime." ”

"Oh?" Qian Mu spit out a word, his tone was raised, and his green eyes were like an abyss, teaching people to wonder whether hell or the west was heaven.

Su Qian took a deep breath and said goodbye: "My subordinates and sister, that is, Linjiang Immortal Su Xian, depended on each other back then. My sister and brother had difficulties in making ends meet, and my sister had to raise me, so she had to join the fireworks industry. If the Su family is really close by blood, how can they watch their sister fall to Qin Huai? ”

Qian Mu turned his head to pick up the lanterns, and the candlelight reflected his face brightly and darkly, he didn't speak, and he didn't even know if he was listening.

"My Su family is not a famous family, they are all small businesses, in the turbulent times of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the first thing to care about is their own family of three and a bowl of rice. After the subordinates followed the head of the family, they had enough food and clothing, and the Su family gradually gathered together to talk about those relatives of the same clan. Su Qian said, "So the subordinates are not very close to them, but they don't want them to die." ”

The lights danced under Qian Mu's eyes, and he smiled, enveloping an unreal ethereal feeling: "Won't they die?" So this time you're still resentful. ”

"Yes." Su Qian deserved to be refreshed and looked directly at Qian Mu, "But the master that his subordinates follow is the first in the world, and he is the master of the family who can make this Jiangnan and the people of Jiangnan good." subordinates, unwilling to become Jiangnan sinners because of their own impulses. ”

Jishi, the head of the Qian family is not a succession, but a virtuous person, and the process of selection is called Jishi.

But all the children of the Qian family, and even the sons of other families, can participate. It took ten years, walking incognito in Kyushu, adhering to the meaning of "The Analects of Yongye" "giving to the people and helping the people", integrating into the three religions and nine streams, and the world.

Ten years later, the candidates were compiled into a book, widely spread to the people of Jiangnan, and the people of Jiangnan were selected by the people, and the winner succeeded as the head of the family.

When the purple-shirted boy ran for the election, he used the pseudonym Gongzi Fei, he chose to be a teacher, and returned to his hometown ten years later, was rated as the top of the list, and became the head of the Qian family.

Helping the world's Qian Jialang, winning the hearts of the people, the hearts of the Jiangnan, and the hearts of the sages, the party is also the lord of the world.

"This is the reason for the allegiance of the subordinates." Su Qian bowed deeply, his eyes were slightly red, "If the head of the family Ming'er really destroys the Su family." The subordinates dare not be disloyal, they will only say goodbye to the head of the family, and then spend the rest of their lives in a green light thatched house, sweeping their graves for them. ”

Wisteria Dock fell silent for a moment.

The money curtain stared at the lights, the fingertips of the lanterns were stuck in the air, and the emerald eyes were full of waves.

"The daughter of the Yang family in the Imperial Palace Fortress comes in, even if it is an open selection, the intervention of the saint will make the winning rate much greater. And if the Yang family really marries a daughter, Jiangnan will not be at peace in the pull of the two forces of Shengjing and the Qian family. ”

The man suddenly spoke, and there was a rare melancholy between his eyebrows, as the head of the family who sat in the south and was calculating, even Su Qian rarely saw it, and he was honestly melancholy.

"A Su family, a Shen Yin, is indeed the least costly way to break the game...... I also have no other way for the time being, Su Qian, I'm sorry. ”

The purple-shirted man apologized so naturally, no longer hiding his guilt and helplessness, and the last three words were solemn and sincere.

"The head of the house! You don't need to apologize to your subordinates! Your subordinates understand your plight! ”

Su Qian looked at the man with his head lowered, there was no spirit in the lamplight, he was also in a complicated mood, and his voice trembled.

After a long time, Qian Mu let out a breath of turbidity and shook his head: "That's it, this matter is ...... Heh, Little Thirteen wants to win? No way. ”

Su Qian was stunned: "The head of the family is so determined? ”

"I'm her teacher, and who knows her better than me? What she is best at is riding, but the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are acceptable. It's a head stronger than ordinary people, but compared to the daughter of the Yang family, it's too much to see. ”

Qian Mu shrugged his shoulders and smiled dotingly and helplessly, he really didn't think that Cheng Yingyan could win the championship, or rather, when he first heard the news, he didn't even consider the possibility.

Su Qian's heart was also hanging, and Qian Mu's veto with such certainty seemed to be a nail in the coffin.

"Don't believe ......it a little bit," Su Qian tempted.

As a result, Qian Mu still interrupted, without the slightest hesitation or leeway: "Little Thirteen can't win." ”

"What about a wife?" Su Qian had a bitter face.

"Since she has already reported to the Holy Front, she will do this first, and she will have the right to play. Keep it a secret and see what the saint does next. Qian Mu supported his forehead and sighed, "If I can break the situation of the Yang family this time, I will personally inform the Jiangnan Zhudao to ensure that the Su family will be worry-free for a hundred years." ”

"Thank you, master!" Su Qian thanked him, and the last bit of resentment in his heart dissipated.

At this moment, the voice of the servant came from under the corridor: "Master of the family, the lady Nan you passed a while ago has arrived, and she is now waiting in the warm pavilion." ”

"Now that Mrs. Nan has arrived, her subordinates will leave." Su Qian glanced at the jade leak and immediately got up to say goodbye.

It's not early, it's time to rest, he still has this bit of eyesight.

Qian Mu nodded, watched Su Qian leave, and after a while, the blue-clothed Qianying walked in.

"The head of the house." Qinnan Township is a blessing, the green silk that has just been bathed is scattered like a waterfall, and there are undried water droplets hanging on the side of the porcelain-white neck.

Qian Mu put down the lantern flower and said, "I've been busy with setting up a wife for a while, and I have a headache." ”

Qin Nanxiang stepped forward, his jade hand pressed the man's temple, and rubbed it slightly, but there was nothing else to say, only the scent of soaphorn that was still steaming, and the fragrance of jasmine on the sideburns.

Qian Mu also closed his eyes, and with a burst of comfort in his mind, he nodded: "Your skills are getting better and better." ”

"The concubine is from a humble background, she won't do anything else, she will only serve people, and the head of the family won't make fun of the concubine." Qin Nanxiang rarely speaks, and his speech is also regular and tame.

"Even so, you have been serving me for many years, and you are the only woman by my side. When it comes to setting up a wife, you don't have any ideas? Qian Mu closed his eyes and said, seemingly ordinary small talk.

Qin Nanxiang knelt down with a plop, and his face was terrified: "The concubine doesn't dare!" The concubine turned out to be the maid of the Cao family, and the head of the family was able to save the concubine from that prison, and the concubine was very grateful! How dare you be greedy! But ......"

"But?" Qian Mu opened his eyes, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

"However, concubines will not be bullied." Qin Nanxiang lowered his head, his eyebrows and eyes were like water, but there was a hidden strength in his words.

Qian Mu smiled, unable to distinguish whether it was praise or depreciation, he slowly got up, walked to the couch, and stretched out his hand: "Come here." ”

The lights are dim, and the man's green eyes are like charm, and any soul can be hooked.

Qin Nanxiang skillfully walked over, and his white fingertips wandered along the way, touching the purple shirt belt.

Suddenly, Qian Mu's slightly cold voice came from overhead: "The lights are too bright." ”

Qin Nanxiang sighed and secretly scolded himself for talking about setting up a wife, which disturbed his mind, and he even forgot the rules for so many years.

"Damn the concubine!" Qin Nanxiang hurriedly took the special glass cover and covered the candles, and the light in the room was suddenly dim.

It was so dim that the faces in the vicinity seemed to be shrouded in mist, and the eyebrows and eyes were unclear.

The chill in Qian Mu's eyes dissipated and he stretched out his hand again.

Qin Nanxiang suppressed the fear in his heart, reluctantly squeezed a smile, and his fingertips touched the man's belt again, and when he pulled it, the purple shirt fell down.

At the moment of the Spring Festival, the hibiscus tent is warm, and the mandarin duck brocade turns the red waves.

Only in the dim light can you recognize the face of the three or four points as another face, and can you take the dream that can never be touched into your arms.

Nan Ke is like a nightmare.