The reason is that the old lady is planning to cut her to the roots, the purpose should be to export evil anger for Concubine Hui, and the Chinese New Year's Eve will only simply break out the turmoil of the Sending Kite, I am afraid that even the public trial of Xuanyutang is not expected by the old lady, but Zhao Zhoucheng is not satisfied with only eliminating her nephew and daughter-in-law, so he plans the conspiracy of Wen Jilou.

Probably Mrs. Peng was inspired by this, thinking that she herself could take advantage of this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, so there was the safflower incident in Aunt Meng's courtyard.

This is really each with its own selfish motives and schemes, so that the big drama of demons and ghosts making Chinese New Year's Eve is staged.

However, the matter has come to this point, Bai Lu and Yingxian must be dealt with, and Lan Ting will inevitably go to the Wei State Mansion to negotiate privately with Zheng Xiu.

"You better go back to the Wei Mansion quickly, after the uncle negotiates with Zheng Xiu, and see if Zheng Xiu's side will show flaws." The spring return instructed the canal.

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Peng in the Taishi Mansion is overwhelmed, even Zhao Zhoucheng has been forced to sue for illness, and she will no longer be able to make waves in the future, the eldest grandmother can be said to stand firmly in the Taishi Mansion, and she no longer needs me a pair of eyes and two ears." Having said that, Qu Chu was not seriously dissatisfied, and he didn't bother to follow the spring back to the Eagle Garden, and went straight back to the post of the Wei State Mansion like a "cloud driving the fog".

The spring return did not repel the eagle garden.

Before she left the garden, she met Lan Ting also carrying a wind lantern to meet her.

"The servants and maids are drinking and having fun in the Eagle Garden, let's go to the Old Mountain Pavilion to keep the New Year."

It is said that it is to keep the year, but there is no need to be happy under the knees of the parent, today the old lady is like being banned in the garden, I am afraid that I will not be able to see my grandchildren and granddaughters-in-law in front of her "show off their might", the second master is even more rare nephews and nephews and daughters-in-law to go to the New Year, because of the turmoil of the feast, even the third master and the fourth master are not convenient to drink and have fun tonight, after the clan disperses, the garden becomes deserted, even if the lights of the garden are brilliant, it can not shine half of the festive atmosphere.

Lan Ting certainly didn't have the excitement of a big victory.

"I'm going to be ugly, so don't you play a piano song, right?" In order to please Uncle Zhao, Chungui really even used a killer weapon, completely ignoring the fact that when the second uncle and grandmother took the routine test just three days ago, he almost didn't scold her a few times, and punished her for not only not improving her piano skills during this time, but even regressing.

A song tried its best, and finally didn't stumble.

Uncle Zhao is very

Honest evaluation: "The second uncle and grandmother should regret accepting Huihui's student." ”

"If I don't take my uncle to hit people like this, I feel that I have grown much better than before, although my talent is poor, I will one day impress my uncle by relying on diligence to make up for my clumsiness." In the eleventh year of Hongfu, the moment when the new moon broke through the clouds, he made such bold words.

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers was sudden, and fireworks bloomed in the sky of Qi Sen.

A year has passed since the beginning of the year, the moon sets and the sun rises naturally, but the world uses grand ceremonies to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

"Replace wine with tea and celebrate the New Year." Spring returns to the Lan Ting and raises the teacup.

"It's the third year." Lan Ting smiled slightly.

This is their third year as husband and wife, and because of this, no matter how cold and cold the Chinese New Year's Eve just passed, he still looks forward to the future.

At this moment, he just wants to take the people around him, kiss down, leave behind those troubles and complicated things, forget a contest between flesh and blood, the blood begins to have a temperature again, his heartbeat is sharp but not uneasy, he is infatuated with the woman's moans overflowing with pleasure, even a pair of clear eyes become trance when he is emotional, he can feel Chungui's palms, slowly pinching his shoulders, he deliberately controls, not in a hurry to rush to the secret realm with Chungui who is enough to forget himself and be extremely happy, he put the kiss on her sideburns.

"Thanks to you, the years are quiet."

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Late at night, the staggering of the Wei Mansion finally came to an end.

Qu Zhu watched Zheng Xiu enter the room of the Duchess of Guo, and felt that there would be no good show here, so she floated to the small courtyard where Princess Yongjia lived.

Zheng Shizi was drunk today, and he didn't know where to lie down.

Princess Yongjia guards her son Zheng Ying and suddenly weeps.

The child was already asleep, unaware of the coldness of the mother's tears falling on his face.

Seeing that the princess opened the red tent and hurriedly came over to help, she helped the princess to the front of the cabinet against the wall, and saw that the princess opened the flower lock with her own hands, and then took out the exquisite makeup box, and the maid couldn't help but sigh.

Princess Yongjia took out a piece of stuff from the makeup box, and she could see clearly that it was a long-lived wisp, the auspicious thing she wore when she was a child, and the color of the bead knot looked old, but the princess pressed this seemingly ordinary ornament tightly in her heart.

Weeping

But he didn't say a word why he was sorrowful.

Later, she couldn't help but "let go", and Princess Yongjia still sat with the old longevity.

On the first day of the first month, all the officials and women have to enter the palace to worship, and after returning to the house, the wine banquet of each family began to be organized, and the Wei Guogong Mansion congratulated relatives and friends one after another, and the New Year's greetings were endless, but when I heard that Zhao Jibei, the head of the Xuanzhuo Hall, also came to worship the New Year, Zheng Xiu was slightly surprised.

The Zheng and Zhao families did not have a festival and never counted as a duke, and there were usually Wei Guogong's warm invitations, and Lan Ting was mostly politely declined.

"Did you see Zhao Zhoucheng this morning?" Wei Guogong asked his eldest son.

When the father asked like this, the son remembered that it was as if he had not seen Zhao Gong at the court meeting.

"It seems that Zhao Zhoucheng has never fought his nephew." Zheng Xiu smiled lightly: "But even the Yuan Ri Dynasty meeting was absent, could it be that he was threatened to sue for illness?" It seems that Zhao Zhoucheng is only afraid that he will be in the near future. ”

"Then Zhao Ji don't come to the door today, I'm afraid it's not good." Zheng Shizi frowned.

"Now that he's coming, I'll greet him myself." Zheng Xiu stood up with a sloppy smile.

"Why should the father greet him personally, it is enough for his son to come forward."

Zheng Xiu looked at his son and smiled again: "He came to visit in the name of the head of the Xuan Zhutang family, and you are not qualified to welcome him in this world." ”

Qu Zhuxiang followed Wei Guogong to "meet" Uncle Zhao together, seeing the politeness of this "old and young", he felt very pleasing to the eye, and then looked at Zheng Shizi on the side, which was really dim, like a fish eye with two pearls...... Qu Chu suddenly realized that under the influence of Grandma Ting, he became more and more judgmental of his appearance, and hurriedly corrected his attitude and no longer appreciated men, and pricked up his ears to concentrate on eavesdropping.

"Today's intention is to return the egret and the two maids of the immortals." Lan Ting was calm as usual, without the demeanor of Xingshi asking for sin.

Zheng Shizi couldn't hold his breath: "Egret and Yingxian are not the servants of the Guogong Mansion, where does Zhao Xiu start with the word return?" ”

Instead, Zheng Xiu glanced at his eldest son.

"If you have to work, don't go and return the two slaves and maids in person." Wei Guogong laughed it off.

"Then I won't bother Zheng Gong anymore and say goodbye."

Drain: ......

Uncle Zhao just left?!