Chapter 39 Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party (Continue to add more, ask for tickets and ask for collection)

It's almost winter, but it's not winter, and the chrysanthemums in the Bright Moon Manor are blooming just right.

On this day, Wen Shijiao was making contacts, and on a whim, she saw Bang Qing walk in again, and instructed: "You go to Mama Sheng, ask for a stack of bronzing posts, and I am going to hold a chrysanthemum appreciation party." ā€

Bang Qing opened his mouth wide and said, "Then what if no one agrees?" ā€

Wen Shijiao threw the rope in her hand to Bang Qing, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Little hooves, go quickly, don't say more." ā€

Bang Qing grinned and put the rope on the table, belched, turned around and walked out.

"It's not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, but this flower is even more flowerless. I would like to invite Miss Xu to meet with Qing'an on the twenty-seventh day of October 2008 and enjoy the chrysanthemums at Mingyue Manor on the outskirts of the city. Qing'an 2008 October twenty-five Shen first two quarters, Wen San Wen Shijiao. ā€

When Xu Wan received this post, everyone in Youzhou City received it.

For a while, some of the people wanted to take a look, and some still disdained to associate with Wen Shijiao.

In the afternoon of the same day, since Xu Wan, He Linlang, Yun Wu, and even Sun Xiaochan, they all responded to the appointment and replied to the post.

The girls who had some contact with Wen Shijiao also responded to the invitation and also replied to the post, such as Yu Xiangyue, Lan Suxiang and others.

Even Jiang Liansheng made an appointment and wrote a reply to Wen Mansion.

With these people taking the lead, many girls also wrote replies and sent them to Wen's house.

"Miss! Miss! Bang Qing ran in like a gust of wind, holding many posts in his arms.

Wen Shijiao was leaning on the soft couch with her eyes closed and pretending to sleep, and Yu Dai was beating her shoulders.

Yu Dai glared at Bang Qing: "How many times have you said it, it's still so impulsive." ā€

Bang Qing stretched out a hand and rubbed his nose, and said a little aggrieved: "People are too excited." ā€

"Let me guess, but many girls have replied?" The girl spoke lazily, her eyes still closed.

Bang Qing nodded in the shape of a chick pecking rice, "Yes, yes, Miss, how do you know?" ā€

The girl chuckled, "Come on, you quickly put away the post and converge a little." ā€

Seeing the little maid smile and answer, she walked out with the post in her arms.

"Rujiang."

The girl opened her eyes.

Ru Jiang, who was standing on the side, took two steps forward and bowed in response: "What does the young lady command?" ā€

"You go to Mingyue, wrap up the field, and clean up and take care of it, so don't lose my face at that time."

Rujiang smiled in her eyes: "Yes, Miss." ā€

After saying that, he blessed his body, turned around and walked out.

"Miss's situation in Youzhou is much better than before." Yu Dai smiled.

Wen Shijiao also nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect it either." ā€

After thinking about it again, he raised his hand to signal.

Yu Dai stopped beating her shoulders and listened to the girl ask, "Can the old man be in the mansion today?" ā€

"Today, I haven't heard that the master has gone out of the house." Yu Dai replied.

After a while, seeing that the girl was about to get up, Yu Dai hurriedly supported her.

I only heard Wen Shijiao say lightly: "Yudai, just go with me." ā€

Ching Rong Building.

Wen Shijiao stepped across the courtyard gate and walked in, Qingrong Building is a three-entry courtyard, which is very large, but it is slightly bleak.

The masters of the Wen Mansion are all three-entry courtyards, except for the concubines, who are two-in.

"Jiaojiao."

Wen Shuqiu walked out, his face was very excited, this was the first time that the girl stepped into her yard after the death of her biological mother, and taught him how not to be excited.

I was so excited that I took the initiative to come out to greet me.

Wen Shijiao glanced at him: "Let's go in and talk." ā€

"Hey, yes, yes." Wen Shuqiu followed behind her, smiling.

The maid served the tea, and then bowed her head and withdrew.

The father and daughter sat opposite each other in the room, speechless for a moment.

"I have come to you today to talk to you about the continuation of the string." The girl lowered her eyes and looked at the teacup.

Wen Shuqiu was stunned, he had already forgotten about this matter, what the girl said that day was just a joke by him, and he couldn't do it really, but unexpectedly, the girl came to be true.

Wen Shijiao saw that he didn't speak, raised her eyes to look at him, but saw that he was sluggish, and sneered: "What? Think I'm joking? You still don't understand me. ā€

"I—" Wen Shuqiu wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

The girl waved her hand and said, "Come on, you don't have to say anything, I've already arranged it, and I have chosen the person, it's the lady of the Qi family on our street, and I've been married, but the person is good, I've already negotiated with her, you are ready to do it, but don't make a noise, and when the time is ripe, you will go to the next dowry to propose marriage." ā€

Wen Shuqiu was really at a loss now, and stammered: "Jiaojiao... I... I..."

"Say it quickly."

Wen Shijiao's patience has never been very good, so after thinking about it, he said, "Don't you have a heart?" Or is there a beautiful lady in the house? ā€

Wen Shuqiu hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's just that I haven't been able to accept it yet." ā€

"So I'll give you time to accept it, and if you're not at ease, you can go and inquire." The girl picked up the teacup and took a few sips of tea.

Wen Shuqiu was silent for a moment: "The one you choose, it won't be bad." ā€

Wen Shijiao ignored him, and the room was quiet again.

"Tell me about the Ji family." Wen Shijiao has not asked in detail since she learned about the fate of the Ji family that day, she is afraid that she will collapse.

Wen Shuqiu looked at her eyebrows and sighed in his heart, "Don't blame me, the Ji family is self-inflicted, and the qi is exhausted, then Ji Yunxiao is a two-faced hypocrite, because he wants to calculate me, he has been planning for many years about the breaking of the embankment of the Xuanhe River, and how many people have died because of his family and his wife." At first, I didn't suspect him, but when Tingshan told me that day, I became suspicious, and then set up a bureau, and he was clawed. ā€

There was a long silence again.

After a long time, the girl's difficult voice sounded again: "Lingnan... What kind of place is it? ā€

Wen Shuqiu's breath was suffocated.

Lingnan can be regarded as an abyss hell.

It is sparsely populated, the climate is humid, there are many kings of the city, and many forces are mixed in it, and those who have always committed crimes will be exiled to Lingnan, almost all of them are extremely vicious people.

In that place, there are many ugliness of human nature, and almost no one who was exiled there survived, and most of them ended up miserable.

However, Wen Shuqiu never dared to say this to Wen Shijiao, the three mothers and sons of the Ji family were afraid that they had already become white bones at this time.

"I haven't been to Lingnan either, I've heard that it's extremely damp and dark, but I haven't heard much about the rest." Wen Shuqiu picked it up and said, for fear that the girl would be sad.

Wen Shijiao opened her mouth, "You... Can someone be sent to protect them? ā€

It's about Ji Linyuan and the three.

Wen Shuqiu lowered his eyes, and replied after a while: "There are people from the imperial court there, I'm afraid they can't." ā€

The girl was silent, her eyebrows lowered, and her emotions could not be seen.

"I'll go first, what I told you, you should think about it."

Wen Shijiao stood up and walked out.

Her body was already thin, but now she looks more and more slender and fragile.

Wen Shuqiu sat in the room for a long time before letting out a long sigh.

That's it, what is the crime of future generations? The right is to accumulate virtue and blessings, whether it is dead or alive, or to see it.

"Come on, send some people to Lingnan, and secretly take care of the three mothers and sons of the Ji family."