Chapter 1 Jiu Ji has his own thoughts
Zhao Zhengchun smelled a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
He ate a piece of pine nut walnut cake, but it was not sweet, so he ate another piece, and said with a smile: "I got up early and late, and I didn't eat in a hurry, and now I'm a little hungry." ”
Xiao Yuan tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Take care of your body, adult." ”
Zhao Zhengchun took a sip of tea and seemed to think of something: "I haven't seen you come to the house for many days, and Yingying asked me to send monthly money." He took out the brocade bag from his sleeve and put it on the table.
"Thank you, Miss." Xiao Yuan said: "I still bother Lord Zhao to run in person, I am really scared." ”
"I'm just passing through here, so it's convenient." He paused: "Remember you mentioned that there is a younger brother named Xiao Yun, but he was involved in the recent imperial examination fraud case?" ”
Xiao Yuan was silent for a moment before he spoke: "My brother is wronged, he is a township trying to solve the yuan, full of brilliance, how could he make such a move, let alone the four walls of the family, where did he get a hundred taels of silver." ”
"I still remember you saying that your Adi Township exam list is at the bottom, and I don't have any hope for the exam." Zhao Zhengchun couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger in his words.
Xiao Yuan lowered her neck and looked at her fingertips: "My lord doesn't know the suffering of poor people in order to survive. ”
Zhao Zhengchun didn't pursue it further, but said lightly: "The emperor handed over this case to Dongchang for trial, and I am inconvenient to ask, I believe that it will come to light, and those who are clear will clear themselves." ”
Xiao Yuan knew that this was all official words, not to mention that she was just an embroidery girl with a humble status in his house, and they didn't know each other, so she nodded and said nothing.
Zhao Zhengchun felt that if she begged him for help, he might also refuse, this is a trip to troubled waters, and the whole body will be affected by a hair, and the affairs of the court are not child's play.
But seeing that she had no intention of begging for each other, her heart was inexplicably empty.
He got up and was about to leave, but Xiao Yuan also stood up, and said: "Trouble the lord to tell the young lady, just invite another embroidery lady in the house, I am entangled in everything, and it is really inconvenient to bother again." ”
Zhao Zhengchun said "um", and before he reached the threshold, Yan Dixia hurriedly came over: "There is another official outside the door, and the guard is Lord Shen Yuheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites." ”
Xiao Kite's face turned pale suddenly, and Zhao Zhengchun frowned at her: "Do you recognize him?" ”
Xiao Yuan shook her head: "I have never been masked." ”
Zhao Zhengchun didn't leave: "I will definitely collide with him when I go out at this time, so as not to cause trouble, it is better to avoid it for the time being." ”
"Then your official sedan chair" Xiao Yuan secretly thought that it is useless for you to hide, and the official sedan chair can't hide.
"The sedan chair stopped at the alley." He went to the back room on the side of the hall.
Xiao Yuan didn't have time to think about it, so he withdrew the tea tray, and four or five guards surrounded Shen Yuheng into the hall, moved the chair and waited for him to take off his robe and sit down.
Xiao Yuan stepped forward and bowed, listening to his order: "Raise your head!" "The voice is a little hoarse, natural.
She slowly raised her neck, and Shen Yuheng was also wearing a scarlet official robe, his skin was dark white, like a water-milled rice cake that had been hard and green for a few days in Jiangnan. Thin face, a pair of cold and slightly violent eyes, a tall nose tip with a slight hook, when looking at people, with a kind of natural noble aura.
He was also looking at her, his eyes were scrutinizing and contemptuous, and asked, "Can you be called Xiao Kite?" The widow of a soldier who died in battle? ”
Xiao Yuan replied, Shen Yuheng frowned and looked around, and said, "Do you know the origin of this official?" ”
He didn't wait to answer, and continued to ask: "Have you promised the third brother to be his concubine?" ”
Xiao Yuan smiled miserably: "Whoever can save my brother, I should be someone's concubine!" ”
This is exactly what it is: the willow body is soft and easy to swing with the wind, and everything is calculated by others.
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