Chapter 199: Meet Again
Chapter 199: Meet Again (Page 1/1)
The girl has a white shirt and a green skirt, the long hair of the crow falls to her waist, her eyes and red lips, as if she has begonia flowers with morning dew, and it seems to be a sweet dream half-asleep.
The boy raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Jiang didn't seem to expect this kind of change, and he was stunned for a while.
"You...... Is it a human or a demon? β
Jiang seemed to run away quickly with his skirt.
For this kind of person who will never be seen again in her life, she will not answer until she is stupid.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the girl in the white shirt and green dress disappeared into the forest.
The young man subconsciously raised his feet to chase, and a voice came from behind him: "Brother Zhen, where did you go?" β
Zhen Heng woke up like a dream, looking at the empty front and feeling confused.
He just had a hallucination?
The urging sound sounded again, Zhen Heng turned around and wanted to leave, when suddenly a shining object on the grass caught his eye.
It was a begonia hosta.
He bent down to pick up the hosta, looked at it for a moment and put it in his arms, and then strode back.
There were several young men in the depths of the forest, all dressed as scholars, some admiring a bush of orchids not far away, and some were painting.
Seeing Zhen Heng coming back, one person smiled and said, "Brother Zhen, you have been able to solve this little solution for a long time." β
Zhen Heng didn't care about the jokes of his classmates, hurriedly walked to a painting case, laid out paper and ink, and picked up the pen in one go.
Zhen Heng's danqing is well-known among his classmates, and as soon as he stops writing, some classmates want to come over to admire: "I'm here to appreciate the orchids painted by Brother Zhen." β
Zhen Heng directly turned the scroll back and said with a smile: "I'll paint a new one, this painting is broken, and it's unsightly." β
When he said this, the man gave up.
Zhen Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put away the painting when the ink was dry, and repainted a picture of a mountain stream and an orchid to deal with the matter.
"Brother Zhen, you are not in a state today, this orchid picture is not as smart as Brother Li's painting."
Zhen Heng smiled absent-mindedly: "Originally, Brother Li's painting skills were outstanding." β
After appreciating the orchid and painting, everyone proposed to go to the champion building to drink, and Zhen Heng returned to the back house of Shuntian Mansion under the pretext of having a headache.
"Heng'er, are you back so early today?" The woman's gentle voice came.
"We dispersed early today. Mother, my son went back to the study first. β
"Have you eaten it?" Mrs. Zhen asked, but saw that Zhen Heng had already gone away, so she shook her head helplessly, "This kid, why is it like losing his soul today, isn't it hot?" β
Zhen Heng hurriedly walked into the study, immediately closed the door, and took the scroll out of his arms.
As the picture scroll slowly unfolded, a girl in a white shirt and a blue skirt appeared in front of Zhen Heng's eyes.
The girl's slightly widened eyes showed a little surprise, as if the little demon in the mountains and forests was frightened by the human who inadvertently broke in.
Zhen Heng closed his eyes, and the girl with snowy skin and black hair seemed to be in front of him.
He took out the begonia hosta from his arms and looked at it for a long time, and gradually became firm in his heart: what he saw in the forest was definitely not a dream, maybe there were really spirits in this world.
So Zhen Shicheng was surprised to find that his son has not been going out recently, and he holds a book and reads all day long.
Zhen Shicheng touched his beard and said in his heart: It's still early before Qiuqiu, Zhen Heng is now starting to stab his head with a cone on the cantilever beam, which is not quite like his son.
Curious, Zhen Shicheng came to Zhen Heng's study for a while, and saw a bookshelf full of strange books.
Zhen Shicheng was furious: "Zhen Heng, what are you looking at?" β
Zhen Heng sighed secretly.
On weekdays, my father doesn't come to his study at all, so what's wrong today? I knew that it would be good to wrap a book cover.
Zhen Shicheng stretched out his finger and poked the notebook in Zhen Heng's hand: "You've been watching this all day?" β
This stupid boy, it's okay to wrap a book cover so that he can't be out of sight and out of mind, he actually looks at it so blatantly, and he doesn't take him as a father in his eyes!
"My son is just curious if there are any goblins and ghosts in this world."
"Zi is silent, and the strange force is confused." Zhen Shicheng said.
Zhen Heng lowered his eyes and listened, but his thoughts were fluttering, and his heart was full of the shadow of the girl who fell from the sky that day.
Father, this is standing and talking without backache, he has encountered it, how can he not be curious.
Seeing his son's unrepentant appearance, Zhen Shicheng raised his hand and rewarded him with a burst of chestnut: "Since you are so idle, go out with your father." β
"Fatherβ"
"How?" Zhen Shicheng glanced at the notebook a few times, and the threat was fully revealed.
Zhen Heng responded honestly.
It seems that he can't hide today, just go, and there won't be a piece of meat missing, at most, if his father messes with the mandarin duck spectrum, he will bite to death and not agree.
Jiang Ancheng was quite surprised when he received Zhen Shicheng's post.
Bofu has no personal relationship with this Shuntian Mansion Yin, who has just returned to the capital, how could Lord Zhen come to visit? There won't be any more cases related to Bofu, right?
No matter how surprised he was, Jiang Ancheng certainly wouldn't sweep Zhen Shicheng's face, and soon received this high-ranking official who came to the door for the second time in the flower hall in the front yard.
Zhen Shicheng's arrival caused a shock in the entire Bofu.
In the Hall of Compassion, Old Madam Feng asked twice: "Are you sure that Lord Zhen is visiting the eldest master, not the second master?" β
"It's the old man." Ah Fu replied again.
Old Madam Feng turned the sandalwood Buddha beads on her wrist for a moment, pondered for a moment, and instructed Ah Fu: "Go ahead and find out the purpose of Lord Zhen's visit." β
Ah Fu took the order and left, and Old Madam Feng's gaze slowly moved in the direction of the front yard.
She has always felt that her eldest son is useless, is it possible that she can still form a friendship with the Sanpin master? Let's first explore the purpose of Yin Dengmen of Shuntianfu.
Today happens to be the official's day off, and the second master Jiang is also in the mansion, and he is also confused when he hears about it.
The position of Shuntian Mansion Yin is not easy to do, Zhen Shicheng can be transferred back to the capital from other places to take this position, which is enough to prove that his Jian is in the emperor's heart.
When did the eldest brother have a relationship with Zhen Shicheng?
The more Jiang Er thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and he raised his feet and walked towards the flower hall in the front yard.
Zhen Shicheng and Jiang Ancheng exchanged pleasantries and said with a smile: "I can't hide it, I came here today to thank Ling Ai." β
Jiang Ancheng looked surprised: "What did the little girl do?" β
"The case of Yongchangbo and his wife was solved thanks to Ling Ai's help."
At the mention of Yongchangbo, Jiang Ancheng was depressed, poured a few sips of tea and said: "She is a little girl, and she deserves to be thanked by Lord Zhen." β
Zhen Shicheng laughed out loud: "Uncle's words are bad, so that the love women don't let the eyebrows be saved, and they deserve it." β
Zhen Heng dressed up as a small servant, hung his head and stood quietly behind Zhen Shicheng, helpless about his father's arrangement.
It's just that the father came to thank a little girl, he had to drag him here, and he had to pretend to be a little girl, in case he was exposed, he would be shameless.
Thinking of this, Zhen Heng lowered his head.
Jiang Ancheng listened to Zhen Shicheng's admiration and appreciation for his daughter, and he was already fluttering, so he ordered his subordinates: "Go and invite the fourth girl to come." β
Soon after, a soft voice came from the door: "Father looking for me? β
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