The servant who was still aggressive immediately let go of Cheng Ying, and saluted respectfully to the comer: "I've seen Miss Wei." ”

Cheng Yingyu looked curiously, and the woman known as Miss Wei walked out from behind the mountains and mountains of Taihu Lake, with a goose egg face, slender eyebrows and eyes, a cloud beard and a crow sideburn, a pile of yarn and flowers, a half-old honey-colored woven gold silk thin jacket on her body, and a pinched fur collar of fine mink fur.

In short, the appearance is not exquisite, and the clothes are not rich, but they are characters who are close to each other at a glance.

"Guests come from afar, and they are treated with kindness. I don't know the rules of my money, and I don't know how innocent I am. But you are so harsh, doesn't it make outsiders laugh at my Qian family's stinginess? The woman stepped forward, her voice gentle, but not angry.

"What Miss Wei said is that the minions are short-sighted and have committed a big crime." The servants immediately claimed yes, turned their heads and smiled at Cheng Ying, asking her to forgive.

Cheng Ying took care of her clothes, after all, she was someone else's land, and she didn't go to hit the smiling person, so even if she revealed it after a few greetings, she secretly smacked her tongue in her heart, even if she was relieved, the name she used was "host and guest", not "monarch and minister".

The Qian family treated her as a guest, and she was kind, and she didn't look at the face of the imperial palace for half a minute. I really don't know whether to say that this Qian family is talking about the style of a gentleman, or if he is arrogant.

But guess and guess, avoid and be jealous, the Jiangnan lord who has been inherited for more than 100 years must have its reason, and Cheng Yingyu thanked him very modestly: "Thank you, Miss Wei." The slave maid got lost and went on a rampage, and the bad money family rules came first, thank you girl for not minding. ”

The woman smiled: "Where are you going?" ”

"Wisteria Dock." Cheng Yingyu was in good spirits.

"That's it. The guest is lost and lost too far, and the direction is reversed, so if you meet it, I will take you there. The woman retired from the slaves, and led the way without saying a word.

Cheng Yingyu hurriedly followed, the two of them didn't talk all the way, but they were not used to living, whether there was a shortage, and they were polite, but because Miss Nawei was not in a hurry to speak, like a gurgling mountain spring, she was comfortable to listen to.

In this way, they went around three times, turned around in nine districts, and walked through the overlapping Taihu Lake stones and mottled red and yellow leaves, and finally stopped at a lakeside pavilion.

"The head of the house is in the water pavilion, so let the guests go in by themselves. Wisteria Dock is a forbidden place in Qianfu, and if there is no transmission from the head of the family, even I can't enter. Miss Wei stopped.

"So, do I want to pass it on?" Cheng Yingyu withdrew her outstretched foot.

Miss Wei smiled and shook her head: "The second girl should be unimpeded." ”

"Does the girl know who I am?" Cheng Ying was stunned.

Miss Wei nodded, and her smile became more and more friendly: "I'm afraid I don't know, I don't know how similar you look to the fairy lady, that is, the famous prostitute Linjiang Xian." I saw a few fairy girls when I was a child, and she was really a fairy beauty. ”

Cheng Yingyu touched her face and understood. It is said that she does not look like her father who is a big general, and it turns out that she followed her mother when she was a child.

So Cheng Ying said goodbye and was about to enter the pavilion alone, but she heard Miss Wei's leisurely words, floating from behind her as if telling a story: "Second girl, do you know, where does the name of this wisteria dock come from?" ”

Cheng Yingyu subconsciously glanced at the water pavilion, and the pavilions were covered with scattered green vines, and the remaining purple flower bunches were scarce.

"Because wisteria is planted all over the place, it is called Wisteria Dock. Seven years ago, the head of the family returned to the south from Shengjing and ordered the residence to be planted with wisteria. Miss Wei added meaningfully, "...... Probably because of someone in Shengjing City. ”

Cheng Ying's heart flickered.

Yes, she asked him about the afternoon of his first acquaintance with her in the first class.

Sir, is the wisteria flower really purple?

Purple, of course. Behind the screen, the young man's voice was clear.

At that time, Cheng Shisan was undoubtedly talkative, thinking about the east and west, the south and the north, about everything behind the locked Zhu Gate, he had a dreamlike curiosity, and he could ask the young man a headache when he asked.

Sir, on the day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, is there really a ten-zhang high fire tree outside the Anhuai Gate?

Sir, can the maple leaves of Yushan in autumn really be red to the sky?

Mr......

And the beginning of everything is the wisteria flower.

Later, she learned that although wisteria flowers grew in Nanhuai and rare in the north, large families in Shengjing, such as Chengfu's own family, raised a few plants in the garden, just because she was locked in another mansion when she was young, and her own flowers had never been seen.

Then after the reunion, in the white rain curtain of the Jiaohua Hall, the green silk carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, and the grown up boy brought back a wisteria flower for her.

——Four fragrant springs, ten wisteria flowers in front of the court. This is the wisteria in my court. On the day of going north, when I saw that the flowers were coming well, I thought of breaking a branch for you.

At that time, she didn't even think of this reason, and he thought about it for fourteen years.

"Why did the girl tell me about this old story?" Cheng Yingyu looked at Miss Wei, her eyes flashing.

Miss Wei sighed: "I just think that he is just an ordinary man, and after living for the first time in thirty years, it is inevitable that he will be greedy and angry, so even if the second girl understands her intentions, please have some mercy on him." ”

Cheng Ying was blessed, silently agreed, and immediately turned around and stepped into the wisteria dock, and the first thing he saw was Su Qian, who appeared in front of him like a ghost, and hurriedly recovered the knife that was subconsciously unsheathed.

"It's Little Thirteen...... Su Qian sneered, probably didn't expect Cheng Yingyu to visit alone, and he was surprised that someone was not afraid of death and dared to trespass on Wisteria Dock.

"Uncle. What about sir? Cheng Ying smiled.

"Over there, the head of the house is taking a nap under the porch." Su Qian pointed the way, and then began to wonder whether he should be there or not.

"It doesn't matter. If it's not very disgraceful, it's best for my uncle to follow. Cheng Ying said goodbye and walked into the depths of wisteria.

At a glance, I saw the half-leaning person in the shadow of the scattered flowers, purple clothes and green eyes, as if he had not sleeped, the withered wisteria flowers fell on his shoulders, and his black hair was not crowned, just hanging down, swaying in the autumn wind through the garden.

Qian Mu listened to the movement and opened his eyes, pouting with the laziness that he had just woken up, and smiled, the kind of beauty that was delicate and slightly decayed was just right, Jiangnan in September, the furnace smoke was depressed and the water was sinking.

Cheng Ying was stunned for a moment. It is said that tourists are only old in the south of the Yangtze River, and I am afraid that it is not because of this southern country, but because of the people of this southern country.

The woman shook her head, put aside the distractions, and rushed straight to the mouth regardless of it: "What do you mean, sir?" Pointing Mrs. Nan to serve me, I'm afraid that the service is fake, but the meeting is real, right? Besides, Mrs. Nan's face is somewhat similar to mine, what does Mr. mean by taking her as a pillow person? ”

This series of questions broke the silence of Wisteria Dock, which was a little harsh.

Qian Mu's eyes swayed slightly, and he didn't say anything, got up, took a ring ruler from the hall, and walked to the woman, who didn't react yet, he felt his hand being lifted, and then his palm hurt.

Cheng Ying came back to her senses and was embarrassed.

She was nineteen years old, but she was beaten by a ruler.

Qian Mu sat down under the cloister again, leaned on his knees, tapped the worn-out ring ruler, and said three words in a deep voice: "There are no rules." ”

Cheng Ying was stunned for a moment, her red palm clenched, the strange and familiar pain, like a dream.

Yes, sir, strictly.

The wise man Gongzi Fei, who became famous at a young age, was definitely able to knock the ring ruler loudly, and there was always a general Cheng Da next to him: the master doesn't have to be polite, he should be beaten and punished.

Although the last beaters were all beaten by Mama, at that time, Cheng Shisan was definitely most afraid of the sentence behind the screen: "Ring ruler, five times, there is Mama Lao." ”

Every time Cheng 13 exhaled his red palms, he couldn't wait to rush behind the screen, grabbed the gentleman and asked, there is no break in the girl's house?

"It's okay if you don't fight, tomorrow's quiz, and the three articles of "Mencius" will be examined."

Sometimes there will be such a sentence behind the screen, and the result is always Cheng Thirteen positive: "Hit the ring ruler!" Please! You're welcome sir! ”

After many years, the dream bubbled, Cheng Yingyu looked at the old boy in the depths of the flower shadow, and the momentum of Xingshi's questioning instinctively weakened, and he pursed his mouth and bowed.

"Don't bother Mr. with a message, Little Thirteen will make amends. It's just that I have doubts in my heart, I can't understand it in every way, and I can't say anything in a hurry, I hope Mr. Don't blame me. I hope Mr. will solve his doubts, thank you for your little thirteen. ”