Keeping in mind Mama Qi's words, I lowered my head, clasped my waist with both hands, and entered, not daring to look around curiously, only secretly looking at it from the corner of my eye, there seemed to be three or four people sitting in the room, it should be Mrs. Zhongyonghou, the old lady and Qingwan. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

There is also a 'woman' sitting on the lower head of Qingwan's side, I lowered my head, I can't see my face, I don't know my age, I only saw a corner of gold silk dark lines clustered around the peony and Shu brocade skirt, I don't know what identity it is, just in terms of seats, it should be a person from the house.

The servants and women in the room stood respectfully with bated breath, and there was no atmosphere, and the atmosphere was obviously not very lively.

The floor of the main hall has been re-covered with a long pile brocade 'wool' blanket, thick and soft. It seems that Qingwan really put a lot of effort into giving me a dismount.

I walked closer, respectfully bowed, and according to Mama Qi's advice on the road, I softly asked for peace: "Qing's wife to meet Mrs. Hou, old lady." ”

Shicai has been kneeling in front of Qingwan for a long time, the bluestone slab is really ugly, and his knees are afraid that there are already bruises.

Now that I really knelt down, I couldn't help but spasm in pain, and my hand involuntarily supported my knee, 'rubbing' and 'rubbing'.

Immediately, there was a skirt embroidered with water pattern presser feet across a graceful arc, a pair of 'milky' white pearl-like embroidered shoes stopped in front of my eyes, and before I raised my head, a pair of white hands as white as fat reached out to me and helped me up.

"You're the young woman? Sure enough, it is exquisitely transparent. The sound is dingdong, like a clear spring stone, with a bit of crispness.

I raised my eyes, and there was a 'woman' in her forties, with phoenix eyes and a nose, rouge and cherry mouth, and a delicate fit and excellent demeanor. Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a ** similarity with the wild stone.

I immediately guessed her identity, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Mrs. Hou has won the award, and the young lady is ashamed." ”

In front of her was Mrs. Zhongyong, she smiled gently, but her laughter was extraordinarily crisp: "Don't call me Mrs. Hou, it's so rusty, it sounds weird and awkward, just call me aunt in the future." ”

I was a little shy when she looked me up and down, and pursed my lips and replied, "Yes, aunt." ”

Mrs. Zhongyong Hou grabbed my hand, as if inadvertently rubbing the thin callus on my index finger, and asked, "I saw that when you knelt down just now, your knees didn't seem to be very comfortable, did you have any injuries?" ”

I lowered my head, and heard the sound of Qingwan's hand shaking and the tea cup bumping on the side of my ears, and I immediately understood the intention of Mrs. Zhongyonghou's words: "Thank you aunt for your concern, it's not a big deal, Qingwen can go back and apply some 'medicated' ointment to disperse stasis and reduce swelling." ”

Mrs. Zhongyong Marquis nodded meaningfully: "It's okay, if you suffer any grievances, Crazy Stone will complain that I am not satisfied when I return to Beijing." He had already written to me, saying that the first time you entered Beijing, there was only one sister in Beijing, and I was afraid that I would not take good care of you, so let me take good care of you. ”

Hearing Mrs. Hou speak like this, I naturally felt a little 'excited' in my heart about the crazy stone, but I didn't expect him to be so careful.

It seems that Mrs. Hou came to visit in person today, and she must be worried about what kind of treatment I will suffer when I first enter the mansion, so I specially worked hard to support me. Thinking of this, a layer of 'dampness' appeared in my eyes. Others didn't embarrass me for anything, but it was my sister who gave me pickle when I met, but it was Mad Shi's mother who cared about me.

"Qingwu was rude, she didn't go to visit her aunt, but she bothered you, and she felt guilty." After speaking, he turned around and took the gift box from Lan'er's hand, and handed it to the mother-in-law who was standing behind Mad Shi's mother: "Honor a little bit of uncle and aunt's heart, don't be too rude." ”

Mad Shi's mother has a heart, crooked eyebrows and eyes, and is approachable.

There were footsteps in front of me, and a sixty-year-old woman with white hair and a jade forehead on her head left her seat and walked up to me, smiling kindly:

"I only heard Mama Qi praise after returning to the house, saying that the eleventh miss of the Su family, Lan Xinhui, has an extraordinary charm, and I really don't know that there is such a relationship with the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion. It is really a blessing for you to be so cared for and cared for by Mrs. Zhongyonghou. ”

Mrs. Zhongyong Marquis explained: "My child said that she was familiar with Qingwen at first sight, and she was quite in love, and she also accepted the warm hospitality of Qingwu, and wrote in advance to let me take her to live at home, saying that she was soft and easily wronged.

Old lady, you also know that the child has not been disciplined since he was a child, and he recklessly does not understand etiquette. He didn't want to think about it, the young woman lived in his sister-in-law's house, who dared to give her grievances? ”

The old lady laughed twice, and glanced at Qingwan next to her dissatisfiedly, it should be Qingwan who taught me The matter has already reached her ears, and she also knows the intention of Mrs. Zhongyonghou.

At the moment, he said with a smiling face: "I have long heard that the prince of your mansion treats people warmly, and today I heard your words, it is true, the prince is so careful, which makes my master embarrassed."

However, Qingwen is in my Hou Ye's mansion, and she is taken care of by her sister-in-law, so she will not be wronged in the slightest. ”

Mad Shi's mother still held my hand and didn't let go: "Yes, the old lady is kind to the Buddha, no matter who she is, she is merciful and kind, what else is this child worried about."

I'm also curious, I don't know what kind of wonderful person he is, he can make my family mad stone as a confidant, so considerate, so I borrowed this name to take a look.

I saw it, so I stayed for a short time, and I waited for you to rest for two days, and then went to my house to stay for two days to relieve my boredom. I've never dreamed of having a well-behaved girl like you. ”

I suddenly remembered that Crazy Stone was raised by his mother as a 'female' child since he was a child, and I originally thought that Mrs. Zhongyong Marquis should also be a heroic woman in the 'female' who danced the knife to 'get' and 'stick', so that the Marquis of Zhongyong would dare not speak out about it, and spread the name of fear.

clinker realized that she was so delicate and weak, and she was also beautiful and moving. And she showed her protection for me without leaving a trace in a few words, and the astuteness and wisdom of the Crazy Stone should have been inherited from her.

I pursed my lips and smiled with excitement: "Before leaving, my mother also told me thousands of times, the Su family has to take care of the son, and the young woman should come to the 'door' to thank her, I am still worried that it is too presumptuous." ”

With some politeness, together with the old lady, Qingwan, and the 'woman' who was sitting on the side, they sent Mrs. Zhongyong out of the big 'door' respectfully.

As soon as the carriage of the Marquis of Zhongyong turned the corner, he heard the clattering of horses' hooves and the swaying of brass bells, and a black painted carriage turned right from the other corner and drove straight towards the Hou Ye's Mansion.

When he arrived at the Hou Mansion, the coachman skillfully lifted the reins of the horse, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, a kind man in his fifties and a little wealthy lifted his robe, stepped out of the carriage, handed a post to the family in front of him, and whispered twice.

The old lady was 'about to 'turn' to talk to me, when a family member rushed over in a panic, stepped up the steps, knelt down on one knee, lifted the prayer post above the top, and reported in an 'excited' voice:

"Old lady Qiqi, it was the housekeeper of the Qi Wangfu who personally handed over the post, saying that he heard that the eleventh miss of the Su family had suffered an accident on the road, and the Qi prince ordered him to send a few rare 'medicine' materials to suppress the shock."

The old lady looked at me in surprise, and I also felt inexplicable, thinking that I didn't know any Qi Wangye. Although I have heard of his prestige for a long time, it is like thunder. But in my heart, it's a god-like being, and it doesn't stir up dust.

The people all say that the Chang'an Dynasty has the Qi prince and the loyal and brave marquis, and it can ensure peace for a hundred years, which is true.

The deeds of the crazy stone are heard all over the country, and almost all the "women" and children know and talk about it.

And for this Qi Wang Ye who is under one person and above ten thousand people, he seems to be a god worshiped in the Buddhist shrine at home, and is worshiped by all the people, and this is never an exaggeration.

King Qi is the only brother of today's saint, he has not been in the capital since he was a child, and no one knows where he went, only heard that he is worshipping under the master's 'door' to learn art and experience.

When he became famous in Chang'an with his battle, it was a time when the country was in danger.

Soon after the new emperor ascended the throne, he rectified the 'traitor' ministers with iron and blood, and the Hei Miao tribe in the southeast Miao Xinjiang took advantage of the 'chaos' to invade, and took the Gu poison master as the pioneer.

At that time, the Marquis of Zhongyong was stationed on the northwest border, resisting the brave army of the Mohan Kingdom, and it was difficult to get out.

At this time when the Chang'an Dynasty was in danger, the Qi King quietly appeared in the Chang'an military camp, holding the Qilin Xuantie Order, taking over the panicked city defense army and regaining his strength.

He ordered the soldiers defending the city to use local materials, according to the structure of kites, to make countless wooden kites, tie tung oil, and swoop down from the peak on the west side of the Miao camp.

Miao Jun was horrified, he didn't know what kind of secret weapon it was, and thousands of arrows were fired at once. Tung oil leaked, the wooden kite gradually reduced the burden, continued to glide forward steadily, from west to east, tung oil drenched Miao camp everywhere, Miao Jun was not spared.

The Miao army knows that the situation is not good, but it is still far away from our army, and the Gu poison cannot be effective at all, and it is 'messy'.

The Chang'an army took advantage of the 'chaos' to 'shoot' it with rockets from a long distance, burned the Miao camp, and burned all the Gu poisons cleanly, without spending a single soldier.

After cleaning up the scene of the enemy army, the Qi King disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in the palace of the Northwest Mohan Kingdom. He held the monarch of the Mohan Kingdom hostage, signed a thirty-year submission treaty, and unconditionally withdrew and surrendered.

The appearance of the Qi King, as if the god of saving the suffering, saved the people of Chang'an from the war, and was praised by the people of Chang'an for a while, called "iron-blooded protector".

I wasn't interested in battlefield fighting, I thought it was too bloody and cruel, so I didn't hear much about his exploits. However, the later battles that were famous for winning many and outnumbered are still familiar.

He was brave and resourceful, and he used his soldiers like a god, which terrified the surrounding enemies.

Therefore, for me, the Qiwang was originally a legend, or a myth, which was beyond reach. In comparison, I, Su Qingwen, am as humble as dust, how can an ant alarm the Qiwang Master?

Sure enough, life surprises are one after another.

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