"Miss, it's time to go back. wwwwcom" Zhang He pushed open the door, looked at the lonely evening mirror squatting on the ground, and wanted to walk over to give her some warmth. The moonlight was cold, and she was colder than the moonlight.

Wanjing stood up with his slightly soreness leg and nodded, "Let's go back." ”

"The eldest young master's ......"

"Out of the way." Wanjing walked out of the door, walked to the lotus pond and threw the red rope in his hand, looking indifferent and unable to see his emotions. "If someone asks you about tonight, you come and tell me, you don't have to worry and it won't make you embarrassed."

"I'm not worried." Zhang He pursed his lips and smiled, "If I am embarrassed, I will not take you on this trip today." ”

The evening mirror looked at him and did not speak. Coming out of the backyard and turning the verandah, the sound of silk and bamboo in the front yard accompanied by some laughter is already very lively. Qiao's mother's plump figure roamed around the tables flexibly, and when she saw Zhang He coming out, she put down what she was doing and flew over.

"Childe is leaving? Is Xiurui still satisfied? ”

"Very good." Zhang He took out the silver from his cuffs and handed it over, "If it weren't for something at home, I would like to stay longer." ”

Qiao's mother shook the silver in her hand and smiled, "Childe is really polite." Go back and sit often, in addition to Xiurui, we have a lot of water spirit girls in the moon building, keep you fresh every time, and return to satisfaction. ”

Zhang He left the Yueyue Tower with the evening mirror, and when his figure walked away, Qiao's mother's face suddenly sank, and she beckoned a big teapot beside her and said, "Go, find Xiurui, and let her come to my room." ”

After a while, Xiurui swayed and walked to the courtyard where Qiao's mother lived, stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath, took the posture and smile she should have, and pushed the door open.

"Mommy looking for me?" Xiurui entered the room, pulled the shawl and gently turned around and sat down at the table, Lan Zhi tapped her chin on the table, and looked at Qiao's mother for a long time.

"What did the boy ask about today?"

"Yo, that's a lot." Xiurui rolled her eyes, "What does Mom want to know?" ”

Qiao's mother slapped the table and stood up and walked to Xiurui, and poked her head with her finger, "Xiurui, don't come with me!" Let me ask you, did he ask about Qiongzhi? ”

Xiurui snorted, slapped the ingot of silver given by the evening mirror on the table from her cuffs, looked at Qiao's mother and said, "I only drank two glasses of wine with that son, and I got these silvers." Mom thinks it's Xiurui and I'm too good at making money, or is that son too generous? Or ......, I gave him what he wanted? ”

"You!" Qiao's mother slapped Xiurui in the face, Xiurui's head tilted, and a white hosta slipped spontaneously on the bun and fell into two sections. She shook off the broken hair in front of her eyes and laughed indifferently, "Mom, do you want to kill me?" ”

"What nonsense!" Qiao's mother glanced at the door, lowered her voice and said with a little horror, "Is that what I want to kill?" When you enter this kiln, you have to accept your fate! What kind of pride and infatuation with me. And you too, you are with that person what kind of way he came from! Do you think you'll be able to get down if you make a mistake? ”

"What am I afraid of?" Xiurui lowered her eyes and wiped her nails, "Qiong Zhi is a little stupid, but I really admire her backbone." Mom, are you afraid of death? It's better to die than to be the wife of these 10,000 people who sell laughter and meat every day. It's just that I'm not as good as Qiongzhi, she still has an obsession, but I don't even know who I want to die. ”

Qiao's mother glared at Xiurui for a while, and she was helpless about her hob meat appearance, and said in a good voice: "Okay, let me ask you if that son is an official errand?" Isn't it the one with the surname Fan? ”

"No, neither."

"It's good if not. That bracelet is really worth a lot of money, I'm afraid that the surname Fan is a big family, if this is checked by the government......" Qiao's mother breathed a sigh of relief. Although Qiongzhi's deed of sale is in her hands, people are indeed dead in her hands. It is not uncommon for a person to die in this kiln, and the yamen usually turns a blind eye to the past, but if someone insists on it, she has to come up with an explanation, and she is really tricky.

"High-ranking family?" Xiurui sneered, "Even if it's really a high-ranking family, it's just a bastard who has been messing up and abandoning everything!" Mom is still worried about what he will do for Qiongzhi? Qiongzhi is really stupid! ”

"Yes." Qiao's mother wiped the corners of her mouth, and took the ingot of silver on the table into her box, "Girl, then he is neither an official nor a person surnamed Fan, what is he doing when he asks Qiong Zhi?" ”

"It's not all about the bracelet." Xiurui glanced at Qiao's mother, "You sent that bracelet to sell, and now that evil thing is entangled with others." ”

"Ouch! Thankfully, fortunately. Mother Qiao patted her chest, "I'll just say it's weird with that bracelet!" It's a shame that I'm fat and didn't get started, otherwise I wouldn't know how to die. ”

Xiurui stood up and brushed her hair, "You, don't accumulate virtue!" ”

Qiao's mother rolled her eyes, "Hey, I'm an old bustard talking about accumulating virtue, and laughing at people's big teeth when I say it!" ”

Zhang He and Wanjing left from the Moon Tower and walked back to the alley where the carriage was parked. Zhang He took his clothes out of the carriage, set up the footstool, lifted the curtain and waited for the evening mirror to get on the train.

Wanjing didn't move, hesitated for a moment, raised his head to look at Zhang He, and asked, "Zhang He, where are you from?" ”

"Michigans." Zhang He took his hand back, and the curtain fell again. He knew that Wanjing was suspicious, and I was afraid that this conversation would not be finished in one or two sentences.

"What did the family do? But is there anyone else? ”

"The little one lost his mother since he was a child, and his father was originally an official, a pastor in Mizhou, but later he was involved in the imperial examination fraud case of the second prince for no reason, so that the imperial court was dismissed from his post and assigned to Fanxi. Before he could reach Quanping County, he couldn't afford to get sick and died. Home ...... There is also a sister who is married. ”

"The case of fraud in the imperial examination of the second prince? It was three years ago. ”

"Yes, three years ago. The little guy who went to the day workshop the year before last. Zhang He nodded.

Wanjing hummed, lifted his foot and stepped on the pedal, opened the curtain and sat in the car, and rearranged the gap in the curtain. Zhang He shrugged his shoulders, shook off his steward's clothes and was about to change into them, when he heard the evening mirror say through the curtain: "Zhang He, you are lying." ”

Zhang He was stunned and blurted out: "Why? After saying that, he couldn't help but despise himself. This is a terrible reaction! It's a bit self-defeating.

"No why, intuition."

"Who does the young lady think Zhang He is?"

There was silence in the car for a while, and the sound of the evening mirror came out, crisp as a breeze in the dark night, stirring the glass wind chimes under the eaves of someone's house, "The little steward of Jiyue Villa, you are doing a good job." There was a slight smile in his voice.

What a wonderful thing this specious statement is!

Zhang He slowly gathered the clothes in his hand, leaned his head against the brick wall, and laughed silently for a while.

After returning to Jiyue Villa, Zhang He quietly called out the maid Yingsleeve beside Li Tan, and returned the clothes, fans and jade plates to her. Yingsleeves shook off his clothes and took a look, and when he saw that they were not dirty or broken, he folded them again and hugged them in his arms, but suddenly frowned, and looked at Zhang He narrowly and said: "Zhang He, what are you doing with this clothes, such a strong smell of fat powder." ”

"I'm going to the kiln."

"Tsk!" Ying Sleeve immediately took the clothes out of his arms in disgust and carried them by hand, "You are really." ”

"Do you think I'm real?" Zhang He looked at Yingsleeve with a smile, shook his head and left. Confused, he looked down at the clothes in his hand, and took them to the laundry room with a pout.

got up early to say hello to Li Xianger and Lin Moshan, and Lin Yu had two heavy dark circles under his eyes. Yuan Lingxiang was sitting and talking to Li Xiang'er, and when she saw Lin Yu coming in, she got up and gave a shallow salute, "Brother Yu is early." What's going on? Didn't sleep well yesterday? ”

"Hmm." Lin Yu replied listlessly and asked the maid to change a cup of tea. Li Xiang'er looked at it coldly and said sarcastically: "What kind of person is asking like this!" It's time for me and your dad to say hello to you, right? ”

"What are you talking about?" Lin Moshan said, "Lin Yu has been busy with the affairs of the Tiangong Workshop for the past two days, probably because he is tired, you don't have to say a word." ”

"yes." Li Xiang'er picked up the teacup and blew it, and said without a beginning or an end: "I hope." ”

Lin Yu's eyebrows jumped, and he almost choked on a mouthful of tea stuck in his throat, so he swallowed it easily. At this time, the evening mirror came in with a bamboo curtain and went to Lin Moshan and Li Xiang'er to bless, "Daddy had a good rest last night?" ”

Li Xiang'er covered her mouth and smiled, and quietly glanced at Lin Moshan, "Okay, okay." Lin Moshan coughed, but he really didn't have a problem with his daughter-in-law's unobstructed strength.

As soon as he came in from the evening mirror, Lin Yu seemed to be in the mood suddenly, his body was sitting straight, but he didn't look at the evening mirror, and said to Yuan Lingxiang: "Lingxiang, are you bored at home these days?" Do you still want to go anywhere? I'll take you. ”

Yuan Lingxiang seemed to be surprised and happy, turned her head to Wanjing and said, "Sister Wanjing, what else do you say is fun in Jincheng?" Let Brother Yu take us along. ”

"She doesn't like to go out." Lin Yu quickly glanced at the evening mirror, "I'll take you to Qingliang Guan, the scenery of the Inverted Urn Mountain is also good." ”

"Taoism?" Yuan Lingxiang hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, she just went to see if there were any Taoist leaders in this Jincheng, so she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go back and clean up." Is Sister Evening Mirror really not with us? ”

Wanjing stood up and said lightly: "No, it's too hot at noon, I'm too lazy to go out." ”

"Go early and come back early, take care of Lingxiang." Li Xiang'er told them to go down. When these juniors came out of the house, Li Xiang'er let out a long sigh, "Fuxi? Woe to you? ”

Lin Moshan listened to Li Xiang'er's two exclamations, and couldn't help laughing: "The King of the Mountain is going to chant poetry?" ”

Li Xiang'er pointed at him with her hand, and said hatefully: "You don't open your mind!" Aside from those broken books that are too hard to wipe your buttocks, what else can you understand? ”

"Ledger."

Li Xiang'er looked at him and stopped talking, and after a long time, she slapped the table and got up and left.