Xiaoxiao is still carefully cutting the kind of straw paper in the bedroom to make pads. After Qing'er finished the kitchen, she also came over to help her. A cloth bag next to it already has dozens of neat pieces of finished products.

After doing it all morning, both of them had some sore arms. Just as he was about to take a rest, he saw the mantle running to the door with a shout:

"Little ...... Miss, letter ...... Uncle has a letter! ”。 Xiao Xiao looked at her appearance of sticking out her tongue and panting, and said angrily:

"What a fuss!" , but his feet were not slow at all, and as soon as the words of the four words fell, the person had already arrived at the door: "What about the letter?" ”

The mantle was amused in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it, so she pointed outside:

"The messenger is at the door, saying that it is a letter from the palace, and it must be handed over to you by hand!"

Xiaoxiao was also puzzled by this rule, and didn't think much about it, so she quickly rushed out of the door and went to the door to get the letter. When he arrived at the door, he saw Li Siye standing there like a door god, and the postman looked at him and kept swallowing his saliva......

Xiao Xiao smiled slightly, and then commanded: "Heiye, bring the letter for me!" ”

Hearing this, Li Siye stretched out a palm the size of a fan, and spit out two words to the postman: "Bring it!" ”

The postman didn't dare to say anything more about handing it over to him this time, so he looked inside, and saw that the maid he had just met was also following behind this woman, and thought: This should be Mrs. Xie Yuan, probably not wrong! He took out the letter from his arms and carefully handed it to Li Siye.

Li Siye took the letter, thinking back to the postman's movements, so he also carefully held it, and sent it over with the same hands. made Xiaoxiao and Qing'er laugh coquettishly: once this big man learns to be well-behaved, his movements are clumsy and funny, and he really laughs to death.

Li Siye scratched his head, not understanding why his wife and the two girls were laughing inexplicably, so he stopped thinking about it, sat back in his seat and continued to be the door god.

Xiao Xiao couldn't wait to go back to the room to read the letter, but suddenly remembered, and quickly turned back to call the postman, and asked him to sit down on the farm for a while, so that he could bring the letter back for himself.

You know, there was no post office at this time, and these postmen only delivered official documents. As Xiaoxiao is now, he is not qualified to ask these government postmen to deliver letters. This is also the reason why Xiaoxiao has never written to Jiang Zhixuan for such a long time. Because only when Jiang Zhixuan came to the letter, she could ask the person who sent the letter to bring it back! After all, Jiang Zhixuan is now a person in the palace, and it is easy to ask someone to send a letter!

Back in the bedroom, Xiao Xiao opened the fire paint on the envelope as quickly as possible. I pulled out the thick stack of letterheads, and at a cursory glance, there were at least dozens of pages. Suddenly full of joy, looking at the familiar fly-headed Xiaokai, I couldn't wait to read it from the beginning:

"Beloved wife such as:

It has been more than half a month since he entered Beijing as a husband. For half a month, I didn't know the taste of my husband's food, I couldn't sleep, and I was worried. Unknown how is my beloved wife doing? Is everything okay at home? Is the farm going well............"

I threw myself into this look, and it wasn't until I turned five or six pages that I urged beside me:

"Miss, the postman is still waiting for you to reply! At your speed, I'm afraid we'll have to leave the postman for dinner by the time you've read the letter......"

Xiaoxiao came back to her senses at this time, and immediately put the letter away, and kept it for the evening to read it slowly, wanting to write the reply first. But then I thought that I hadn't practiced my calligraphy well. Although the font looks a lot better, it's too slow. Then he commanded the mantle:

"Go, please come here quickly, young master, let him bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!" The beard nodded hurriedly.

After a while, Li Qin cautiously walked in with a tray. As soon as he entered the door, he started to complain:

"Sister, I'm still writing a bibliography, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't be in a hurry, write a letter for me first!"

Li Qin was happy when he heard this, and teased: "You are Mrs. Xie Yuan, you can't even write?" ”

Xiaoxiao gave him a hygienic eye: "I want you to take care of it, Miss Ben is just writing slowly, I'm in a hurry today, I won't bother with you first, write quickly!" ”

Li Qin saw that the old lady was about to go crazy, so he hurriedly shut up, pressed a piece of white paper with a paperweight, dipped it in pen and ink, and held the brush and opened the stance: "Read it...... One big money and one word ......". Although the voice of the latter sentence was as small as a mosquito's call, Xiaoxiao still heard it, and at the moment he crossed his hands and roared angrily:

"What did you say?"

Li Qin's neck shrank: "No, I mean to say, the family letter is worth 10,000 dollars, how much money does a word get......"

Xiaoxiao was too lazy to bother with him, and nodded his forehead: "Don't talk nonsense, write quickly!" ”

"Zhixuan is like that:

After a farewell and a half months, I am very worried. I don't know if everything is good, but I am still used to living in the palace............"

Nearly a thousand words were sprinkled, and before he talked about the burning of the house, Li Qin was strange. He didn't know that his old sister was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle:

If you tell him, it's arson. With what he knew about him, he would definitely be desperate to come back, and it was very likely that he would collide with the emperor because of this. But it is also possible that after the emperor heard about this, he would pay attention to it and send someone to investigate thoroughly to eliminate a hidden danger for himself and the Jiang family.

After thinking about it, it is better not to tell him the truth in the end. Even if there is a one percent chance, he can't let him collide with the emperor because of this matter. Thinking of this, he then spoke softly:

In addition, the day before yesterday, his wife accidentally overturned the oil lamp, and the house was burned, but fortunately there were no casualties. At present, he and Qing'er live temporarily on the farm, with the intention of rebuilding a new home after the autumn. However, all the books in the husband's study were also lost in the fire, so his wife had asked his brother Qin to write down the bibliography on his behalf and purchase them in advance for the purpose of preparing for the examination when the husband returned to his hometown. What does the husband think, I hope to reply to the letter and tell him! ”

Halfway through Li Qin's writing, he suddenly stopped and looked at her: "Sister, this is obviously done by the bastard surnamed Wu, why did you take it to yourself?" If you want to carry the black cauldron, we won't carry it for him! In my opinion, let's tell my brother-in-law, let my brother-in-law talk to the emperor, and ask the emperor to support us and clean him up! ”

Xiao Xiao looked at him and said softly:

"Brother Qin, although your brother-in-law is said to accompany him in the palace, he is now powerless. The emperor has all the opportunities, where can he care about him all the time? Besides, the last time Qin gave Tian property, it was already a great favor, we can't let such a thing make your brother-in-law collide with the emperor! ”

When Li Qin heard this, he nodded as if he didn't understand, stopped talking, and buried himself in writing that paragraph. Seeing that the old lady had nothing else to say, she picked up the letter full of words, and kept blowing with her mouth, trying to make the ink dry quickly. When it was almost over, he folded the letter squarely and handed it over:

"Sister, the younger brother will be able to copy the bibliography in the afternoon! So...... The younger brother wants to go back in the afternoon! ”

Xiaoxiao took the letter: "So urgent? ”

Li Qin had a bitter face: "Don't worry, if my father thinks I'm going back late, and he grounds me in the future, it will be miserable." ”

Xiaoxiao nodded, she knew more or less about her godfather's temper, and there was really a possibility, so she said: "Okay, then I'll let the hairpin cook, and after eating, let the heir send you back!" ”

Li Qin nodded and went out with the four treasures of the study. Xiaoxiao put the letter in an envelope, took it outside and handed it to the waiting postman, took out dozens of big dollars as hard-earned money, and sent him away.

Seeing the postman walk away, the emotion of longing came back to my heart: Husband, if you know such a thing, will you blame me......