"Have you heard, Jin Chiliang's new wife asked for peace in front of the government and her husband's family."

"Didn't that just die? Can this also be called harmony? ”

In the middle of the market, there are always people gossiping.

A wooden carriage slowly left from the backyard of the Jin family.

The pain of the past is like a rushing river, flowing through the bottom of my heart.

Now that he has put it down and withdrawn, Yu Yao's face is still a little dazed. After a long while, she pinched an unconscious leg fiercely, sneering and sobbing silently. She pressed her heart, only to feel more and more empty.

The joy of getting rid of the bone-eroding pit of the Jin family was quickly replaced by another emotion.

The family outside the carriage is worried that their daughter has left the Jin family: now that she has become a widow, she has a leg disease, what can she do in the future......

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The matter of Wang Ji's chef made too much trouble, which alarmed Old Man Wang. Everyone discussed in the front hall that they should simply close their business for three days to avoid the turmoil, and take advantage of this to invite a new chef.

As soon as Wang's shrewd eyes rolled, he saw that he wanted to invite the son of his distant third uncle's family to Wang Ji as a cook.

Zhao Qingmiao didn't make a sound this time, but his uncle Wang Shouyi said no first.

The pillow man slapped his face, and the angry Wang jumped directly and said violently:

"Why not? The son of my distant third uncle's family has learned the craft seriously, and the red and white affairs of ten miles and eight towns have been done. ”

"Poof!" Zhao Yan didn't pay attention for a long time and choked on a sip of tea. Seeing that everyone looked at each other with different expressions, he had to smile dryly: "Don't worry about me, you go on." ”

Old Man Wang knocked on his crutches, his eyelids drooped, and he said, "I'm old and want to go back to my room to rest," and left in a hurry.

The brothers and sisters of the Zhao family touched their ears and glanced at each other: It is worthy of being a grandfather, flashing fast enough.

With Wang's temperament, it is not okay not to make this matter restless.

Seeing Wang Shouyi's solemn expression, he said to Wang: "Since my father is gone, I will make it clear to you." You don't have to take it upon yourself to ask someone anymore, this time Wang Ji is like this, after all, it is also your business. If you hadn't brought Raushzi's Jin Chi Liang here, maybe nothing like this would have happened. ”

"What do you say? Do you blame me? I'm all for your royal family and for you! You ...... with no conscience" Wang is unforgiving, even if he is unreasonable, he will take up three points.

"Uncle, aunt, we still have something to do at home, so let's leave first."

The brothers and sisters of the Zhao family spoke in unison, and they hurriedly escaped from the Wang family's mansion.

The two of them stood under the loquat tree outside the courtyard wall, and they could vaguely hear the Wang raising his voice. "You tell me clearly!"

And Wang Shouyi seemed to lower his voice helplessly. "That's it, can't I hide from you if I can't provoke you? Unbelievable, I went out for a drink. ”

"Drink, drink, drink you, don't come back if you have the ability, I really don't know where you're going to drink...... I can't live this day! ”

'Bang dang' is the sound of a vase being broken.

"This time it's probably a blue and white porcelain." Zhao Yanjiu guessed seriously.

"Come on, you know again." Zhao Qingmiao rolled her eyes lightly.

She turned her head and looked at Shen Xiao, who was waiting in front of the sedan chair.

The coarse cloth clothes were extremely inappropriate to wear on him, but it was difficult to hide the noble arrogance in his bones. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his clear eyes stared at Zhao Qingmiao.

Young people are always smiling like this, and Zhao Qingmiao, who is laughing, is really panicked. I don't know how to deal with it, and I don't want to look at it, and I plan to find Zhao Yanjiu.

"Brother—"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yanjiu was already three zhang away, waved his hand and shouted: "You go back first, I'll go see a friend." ”

......

When the moon is in the sky, the lights on the other side are bright.

Silk Street, Fengyue Building, full of rich idlers.

In the bright eyes, the staggered plans. Push the cup and change the lamp, and hold each other's stinky feet.

"You are not less brave than you were back then, and it is okay to drink this cup."

"Help me up, I can still drink!" "Take it easy, a few dishes are drunk like this."

The rouge gouache fragrance all over the building is mixed with the smell of wine. Someone stumbled out of the latrine, and the people in the corridor hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, so as not to stain their precious material with the stench.

"I can't see that Master Zhu has an old bone, and he can still be heroic in Fengyue Tower. Didn't they all say that he was the pewter head? ”

"Shhhh It's not interesting to say it.

The music is clear.

Zhao Yanjiu raised his glass and drank it all, the scene outside the window was mottled, and his empty eyes slowly gathered up the essence. He pushed open the door and stepped out, and heard the duck boy shouting at the top of his voice.

"Miss Yige is down!"

The talented Yulang who was full of poetry in the world was silent, and the rich and noble man who hugged the beauty and stroked his fist also put down his hand.

Look at the bright color of Aya Luo's chest, even walking breeds style, the makeup on the face fades out of the cold and delicate flowers, and the body is fat if you are more, and thin if you are less.

"Who is Yige playing for today?" A guest asked.

The lanterns are shining, and the red silk is staggered. Yige sat in the stands, with a piano case, a chessboard, and a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table. Her eyes are shining, and the autumn waves are sending each other.

"Today, I'll paint Danqing." After saying that, he asked people to remove irrelevant things, and he spread out the rice paper, pinched his sleeves and carefully studied the ink.

This famous singer of Fengyue Tower does not sell laughter, only sells talent.

Zhao Yanjiu leaned down lazily, put his hands on the railing, and stared at the stands with interest.

After a cup of tea, she gently put down the pen with a thin pole.

On the moon hanging pavilion corridor, a lone orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone. Look at the artistic conception, how embarrassing and desolate.

When the ink was dry, the duck boy carefully picked it up and showed it.

He shouted, "Everyone, you are optimistic, just bid at will." ”

Someone immediately boasted angrily: "Miss Yige's hand is full of flowers!" ”

Yige smiled lightly, and his eyes drifted to the place upstairs. "I'm not a famous artist, my paintings are mediocre, I'm afraid that you don't think it's good because you have less knowledge on weekdays."

The paper is filled with the fragrance of ink, and the pen is fine, if it is a man, how can the ink be soaked in three points.

Then someone shouted for bidding.

Zhao Yanjiu smiled lightly and went downstairs.

"I'll give thirty taels!" "I'll give fifty taels!"

After a while, the man was about to go to the duck to take Danqing from him. Who knows, halfway through, a pair of white hands pressed him.

Zhao Yanjiu's voice was clear: "Eighty taels." ”

Buy a painting in this Fengyue Building, the picture is to amuse the beauty, and you can put it in a chic way. In case any ignorant random bidding, it is really not worth it.

Zhao Yanjiu easily put away the painting, and then Yige got up and said: "Danqing pen and ink are expensive, buy it back, but you must appreciate it." The tone is soft, and the gaze is deep and pointed.

"Naturally, I went back and asked someone to frame it. Look at it every day. Zhao Yanjiu nodded in agreement, saying very sincerely.

"Tsk, it's sour." Some literati shook their heads and took a sip of wine.

The boy at the next table asked, "What sour?" ”

The talented man saw that he was stupid, and kindly explained: "Miss Yige is saying that the friendship is deep and not to be disappointed." It's a pity that someone pretends to be confused. ”

"I hate the way you read some books, if you like it, you have to get it, how easy is it? If Yige is willing, I will redeem her! ”

"Then you wait, there are people ahead!"

Zhao Yanjiu spent the silver and was still a little distressed: "Go up and play a song, calm down." ”

Yige's eyebrows were already slightly lowered, with a little disappointment but he couldn't bear to refuse.

When he was leading the person to the upstairs room, Zhao Yanjiu in the back suddenly collided with the person.

"Ahh "Yan Jiu, how are you—"