The path chosen by Guo Wan is destined to be glorious and rugged. She took the initiative to avoid other villages, and she should also have her considerations.

Calculate every step and pay attention everywhere. Is she really willing to live like this?

"Our lady is transparent, different from that kind of vulgar powder, the truth of this, Mrs. has already figured it out, and the girl can rest assured." Mingxin said what Chen Ying was thinking, and waved his sleeves indifferently.

To a certain extent, she and Guo Wan can be said to have the same heart.

Chen Ying turned her mind and laughed at herself.

What good does it do for her to think so much? The person in the bureau is still Guo Wan after all.

At this point, it is useless to say anything else, Chen Ying smiled at Mingxin: "After listening to your words, I am relieved." I also want to ask you to go back and report to your wife, and say that I have received her wishes, and the hospital will count her share, and she will be notified when it opens. Even if she can't come, the post will be delivered as scheduled. ”

Mingxin smiled like a flower, picked up a pair of toothbrushes, took a piece of Huang Yingying's pine nut candy, put it in the crystal plate in front of Chen Ying, and said with a smile: "Girl, eat candy, these words are sweet, and our wife will be happy to hear it." ”

Chen Ying was amused by her, picked up the candy and ate it, and the two of them said goodbye to the cold and warm, and after a cup of tea, Mingxin got up and said goodbye.

Chen Ying knew that she had a special identity, and personally sent out the second door, and saw her holding an oil umbrella from afar, and her gorgeous red dress disappeared at the end of the corridor, and she turned around.

The drizzle is like silk, and the bluestone pavement is washed by the rain, and the fine grass between the crevices is secluded, and the grass tips are covered with dry colors.

"After this rain, I'm afraid it's really going to be cold." Zhishi sighed quietly, his heart was heavy, and he looked up into the distance.

Both sides of the bluestone road are bamboo forests, the sky will be twilight, the drizzle is Xiaoxiang, and the more melancholy.

Chen Shaoguan was promoted to two levels, and he got the house rewarded by the emperor, which is a good thing. Only Li Shijian refused to live in the main house, but placed in the "Linshui Zhaohua" on the East Road, and Su often didn't even talk to Chen Shao, but if there was something wrong, he asked the maid to relay it.

Luo's mother is in Yangshu Hutong, but her heart has been hanging here, and she sends people to ask every once in a while, but unfortunately the Li family does not listen to persuasion at all, and she is determined to separate from Chen Shao.

If it goes on like this, how can it be good?

Zhishi frowned, fourteen or five years, seeing that this bamboo forest was more drizzly, it gave birth to a bit of sadness.

Suddenly, there was a heavy footstep behind him, Zhishi hurriedly turned around, and the chief steward Luo Fusheng was wearing a robe, caught up from behind, and bowed his waist to salute: "The little one asks the girl to say goodbye." ”

The little man holding the umbrella hurriedly turned the umbrella, and Chen Ying also turned around and said with a smile: "Luo Da is in charge." ”

Seeing him sweat on his forehead, he politely asked, "Are you in a hurry?" ”

Luo Fusheng folded his sleeves in an orderly manner, lowered his eyes and said: "Back to the girl, the hospital sent pills, and the little one was about to send it to the master." ”

Chen Ying glanced behind him, and saw Ah Hu with a small face, holding a black lacquer box in both hands, standing behind people without looking sideways, so he smiled and said, "So that's the case, there is Lauro in charge." ”

Chen Shao went to the Imperial Prison for a while, and most of his illness was better, but now he only has some mild symptoms, such as occasional headaches, dizziness, etc., and now that he has recovered his official body, the medicine that has been cut off by the hospital will be renewed.

There was no other word in the two times, Chen Ying went by himself, and Luo Fusheng turned along the stone road to the courtyard gate of the West Road and stepped on a colorful stone path.

The winding path leads to the secluded, passes through the bamboo forest, the line is not far away, the small courtyard with a pink wall and tile appears in front, the shadow of the trees in the courtyard is uneven, cover a corner of the cornice, the fallen leaves on the platform are not swept, and the rain and wet light on the steps are faint.

Two little servants came up and let Luo Fusheng outside the door of the main house, one went into the house to report, and the other helped him take off his coat and hang it on the sandalwood frame beside him, and asked him to stand on the green felt and wipe the mud off the soles of his boots.

"Lao Luo is here, let's go in." The cool and clear voice is like a good ice soaked in snow, and it is sent out through the curtain.

Luo Fusheng hurriedly straightened his clothes, turned around and made a "careful" gesture to Ah Hu, and then opened the curtain and entered.

The house is spacious, but a few cases are minimalist and plain, there is a copper bottle on the ground under the hanging flying cover, a few pine branches are inserted in the bottle, the fragrance is faint, when the wind blows, there seems to be a mountain wave over the ear.

One person stood in front of the case, wearing a swallowtail green pine forest moon shawl, a cypress green dark silver group flower standing collar robe, a pine smoke green silk around his waist, and a sheep fat jade pendant of the three friends of the year. A body of green, only jade pei white, looking from afar, if the green water turns over the white waves, a trace of silver frost shines on the green lake.

"Master, this is medicine sent by the hospital." Luo Fusheng turned around, took the medicine box from Ah Hu's hand, and bowed his head to offer it.

Chen Shao said "um", and looked at him with a smile: "Thank you, have you ever been drenched in this rainy day?" ”

The words are clear, and three or two sentences sound, like someone plucking the strings.

Luo Fusheng lowered his head, said "don't dare", and replied: "Master Xie asked, the little one is not drenched, and he came in a robe." ”

Chen Shao nodded, ordered Qiao'er to take the medicine box, and said warmly: "That's it, go back quickly, I heard that the duck soup made in the kitchen today is a good thing to warm up in autumn, you remember to bring some back to your children." ”

He is used to being kind, never scolding his subordinates, and rarely being angry with others, although he is cold, he is really a good person.

Luo Fusheng fell to the ground and thanked him, and his nose was a little sour.

Their master is really pitiful, and he eats a lot of grievances in vain, which makes people sigh when they think about it.

He sighed, wiped the corners of his eyes, and Chen Shao instructed Qiao'er: "Put the medicine down." I'm tired, and I'm going to go and rest, so go down too. ”

Qiao'er obediently responded, turned around and went out of the house, closed the brocade curtain, covered the door, and ordered the two little maids to guard, so she ordered a few little maids with clean heads and faces, and went to the big kitchen to carry food.

It was already dusk, and the cool breeze and drizzle soaked through people's clothes, and on such a day, the soup and rice were brought from the big kitchen, and it was also cold.

Chen Shao is used to eating uncertainly, so it is better to get it early and put it on the small stove across the courtyard to warm it, in case he can pass it on at any time.

The door of the green lacquer courtyard was quietly closed, and Chen Shao looked through the window, and saw that the sycamore in the courtyard was like a green cover, but the maple leaves were still red, like a girl who had not made up for the flowers, just waiting for the west wind to smear.

He turned his eyes and closed the window.

The sycamore is more drizzle, bit by bit, like a Qing businessman.

"Bang la", I don't know which tree attracted the wind, blowing down a large amount of raindrops, messing up the empty string sound.

Chen Shao sighed, picked up the medicine box, and came to the stalks.

This was originally the piano room, and there are still shallow marks on the hanging piano on the wall, and he has not asked anyone to erase it, but it is still kept, a yellowish lump, I think it is the color of the piano sac back then.

Here, is Chen Shao's residence, "Drizzle Xiaoxiang", is the name of this courtyard.

It's not really relevant.

There are sycamores, maple leaves, and three or two peach and plum trees in this courtyard, but there is no bamboo, and even that large bamboo forest is outside the far curved corridor.

Where does the so-called Xiaoxiang come from?

Chen Shao shook his head, hooked the corners of his lips, closed his clothes and went to bed, and put down the curtain.