Chapter Seventy-Three: When the Storm Rises, there is Grace

So, Chen Rong led the four chestnuts and quietly returned to the courtyard under the curious eyes of Chen Wei and others.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she called Shang Suo, pointed to the four chestnuts, and said in a clear voice: "Suo, the world is impermanent, you have been with me for many years, how can you not have assets to live by?" These four chestnuts, you go and 'hand' them over to Pingyu, and she will dispose of them. ”

With that, she winked at Shang Sue.

Shang Su immediately understood, arched his hands, and replied loudly: "Yes." ”

He turned to the slaves who had just returned from sending off Pingyu and the others, and said, "Come here, everyone, and reload the grain, it's getting dark, and you have to hurry up and send them out." ”

"Yes."

As soon as Liang Li moved off the carriage, the four carriages belonging to the Li clan turned and returned.

As soon as they left, Chen Wei and Chen Qian walked behind Chen Rong curiously and asked, "Ah Rong, what the hell are you 'doing' again?" ”

Chen Rong just smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing." ”

"How could it be nothing?" Chen Qian was very dissatisfied, she glared at Chen Rong and shouted, "Ah Rong, you are becoming more and more unruly." ”

Chen Rong smiled, she turned around, blessed the two 'women', and said, "Sisters, there is really nothing." ”

Chen Qian choked and glared at her. Facing the unhappiness on her face, Chen Rong had a shallow smile on his face and never explained.

After everyone retreated, the night fog had fallen, and the lights in Nanyang City were bright.

Chen Rong sat in the courtyard, playing the lyre by himself, and Shang Su stood behind him, listening to the melodious and gorgeous sound of the piano.

After a while, the sound of the piano stopped for a while, and Shang Suo approached and asked, "The old slave heard leisurely from the sound of the 'girl' on the piano. He has listened to Chen Rong play the piano every day in the past few months, and he can actually hear the samadhi. There was a worried look on his face, and after a pause, he opened his mouth and asked, "'Girl', how can Madame agree to return it to you?" ”

Chen Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "Only the Li family is here, I scared her, so she gave me the food." ”

Shang Su was shocked, and said in a loud voice: "The Li family is still the elder of the 'girl', how can the 'girl' scare her?" If she holds a grudge and harms each other in every way, what is good? Chen Rong's right index finger stroked the strings, and after emitting a series of crisp musical notes, he said, "If I don't ask for Na Li, they will let me go?" Will you be kind to me, will it hurt me? ”

Shang Su was stunned, shook his head, and sighed, "No." ”

Chen Rong nodded and said, "In that case, why do I still care about these things?" ”

Shang Su was silent for a long time, and muttered, "The old slave is still uneasy in his heart. ”

Chen Rong didn't answer.

As the night became deeper and deeper, there were bursts of laughter in Chen Wei's courtyard next door.

Looking at the brightly lit courtyard and listening to the laughing voice, Shang Suo looked at Chen Rong, sighed, and said, "How good would it be if the 'girl' was with her father and brother?" ”

What answered him was the sound of the piano that was turning more and more urgently.

On this night, the main courtyard was brightly lit, and the sheng music was faint, but it had nothing to do with Chen Rong.

The next day, it was another big day.

It's been winter for a while, but the weather is still scorching, and everyone is a little worried. If it's another warm winter, I'm afraid that next year's harvest will be even worse.

Early in the morning, Chen Rong put on a dress made of green 'color' ice silk that he had just sent yesterday and inlaid with yellow 'color' trimmings. Chen Rong's facial features are 'gorgeous' and her skin is plump, after wearing this dress, the whole person is less 'gorgeous', adding a quiet and elegant atmosphere, which makes her like it the most.

After dressing up and putting on a gauze hat, Chen Rong got into the carriage and prepared to go out to visit Pingyu and others.

When the carriage drove up to Nanyang City, Chen Rong found that everyone in the street was in groups of three or five, all whispering something in a whisper, and their faces were worried.

Shang Su turned his head sideways and whispered to Chen Rong in the carriage: "'Girl' Lang, most of the time something is wrong. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a young man's long sigh from the carriage in front of him, "Luoyang has fallen, and it is difficult to return to Jiankang, so what can I do?" ”

As soon as his sigh fell, a muffled cry came.

Listening to the choked voice, everyone 'revealed' sympathetic eyes.

Shang Suo stopped the carriage and asked a middle-aged fat man dressed as a slave of a large family, "Brother Tai, what happened?" ”

This person was obviously a steward, he glanced at Chen Rong's carriage, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, however, he still replied to Shang Suo, "I got Yin Xun today, those families who left Nanyang City and went back to Jiankang met Zhonghu and were all killed."

Shang Su was shocked, and he hurriedly said, "All killed? Could it be that the Hu people have been ambushed on the road for a long time? ”

The fat steward nodded and said, "That's what everyone said. He sighed, "The owner of my family sold the field shop cheaply, just thinking about returning to Jiankang." Now that I hear this, hey, hey。。。。。。 He shook his head and walked away without any "focus".

Shang Su also sighed for a while, and suddenly remembered something, he turned to Chen Rong and said in a low voice: "'Girl', could it be that you have expected it?" Otherwise, why would she ask him to buy the land within a month?

In the carriage, Chen Rong's faint voice came, "I'm not an immortal, how can I expect things to be like a god?" It's just a coincidence. ”

Shang Su thought about it and nodded.

The carriage headed toward South Street.

As he walked, Shang Su pointed to the shop on the side of the road and said, "'Girl', this one is also yours." It was originally selling grain, but when it was bought, the warehouse was empty, and the 'door' was long closed. There is also this one, which was originally a restaurant, but it has also closed its 'doors'. By the way, 'girl', yesterday's four carts of grain chestnuts, when the old slave 'handed over' to Pingyu. Pingyu said that she left three cars for the 'girl', and the remaining one car should be able to open three shops, and those three shops will not have a problem maintaining the livelihood of the five of them. ”

This Chen Rong was not interested, she nodded casually.

At this moment, there was a commotion ahead.

Chen Rong looked through the crack in the curtain of the car and looked away curiously.

What appeared in her field of vision was a convoy of six carriages, the one at the front painted gold, wide and luxurious.

Outside the convoy, there were more than a dozen wagons around. The people around him smiled flatteringly, and spoke very respectfully to the gold-painted carriage.

Chen Rongcai glanced at it, and said hurriedly: "Stand aside, step aside." ”

"Yes."

Shang Su hurriedly drove the carriage to the side of the street.

Chen Rong looked left and right, and shouted, "There's a lane there, retreat there." ”

"Yes."

Fortunately, Chaucer had perfected his skill in driving the carriage, and with a few clever movements of his long whip he retreated into the dark alleyway.

As soon as he entered the alleyway, Chen Rongcai breathed a sigh of relief.

She quietly lifted the curtain and looked out.

From her point of view, she could see that the golden 'colored' carriage was opened, and the 'fat' and fat King Nanyang was nodding his head arrogantly and saying something. Beside him, there were all the major scholars who were submissive, and Chen Rong saw that Chen Shu was also among them.

Suddenly, Chen Rong's face changed, and he secretly thought: It's not good, the major families can't leave Nanyang City, so they have to do their best to please the King of Nanyang.

Shang Su stretched his neck to look at this scene, and said curiously: "It's strange, why didn't these people come to Nanyang Wangfu to see them, but what kind of excitement are they making in this street?" ”

Chen Rong pulled his mouth and said lightly: "That's because, everyone knows that the king of Nanyang likes to use this way to tell everyone that he is the biggest in Nanyang City."

When she said this, she whispered, "It seems that they won't leave for a while, so let's go back." ”

"Yes."

When the carriage returned, Chen Rong pulled down the curtain.

She sat in the carriage, wringing her hands and thinking.

When the carriage drove out of South Street, Chen Rong heard a suppressed cry from the carriage next to him, "Why? I have already promised Liu Lang, why do I still want to participate in the banquet of Nanyang Palace? ”

As soon as the young 'girl' voice fell, a middle-aged 'woman' and 'woman' said in a low voice: "What can be done, Lord Lang sent all the handwritten books of Sima Qian, which has been treasured at home for many years, but the staff said that the prince doesn't like this kind of 'messy' mess." Lord Lang can't do it either. ”

The young 'girl' screamed, "It doesn't matter if you can't go back to Jiankang for a while, isn't it General Ran who protects us?" Why do you want to please that old pervert? ”

The middle-aged 'woman' voice was bitter, "The 'woman' didn't know anything, so in Fangcai, the king of Nanyang sent an order to the major families, saying that the Hu people would not go south in the future, and for the safety of Nanyang City, he had to send some families to be stationed outside the city." ”

As soon as these words came out, the young woman's crying stopped, and she exclaimed, "Outside the city? ”

The middle-aged 'woman' said: "Yes, otherwise, why would Lord Lang be like this?" Now it's not just Lord Lang, but all the major families have sent their beautiful 'daughters' over to ask King Nanyang to change his mind. ”

The carriage was chattering, and the conversation farther and farther away.

At this time, Shang Suo's voice came from outside, "'Girl'? There was a lot of uneasiness in his voice.

In the carriage, Chen Rong's hands kept twisting, and after a while, she suddenly asked, "Suo, stop for a moment, go and ask General Ran which mansion he is in now." ”

Shang Su responded: "Yes." ”

After a while, Shang Su jumped into the carriage and said, "'Girl' Lang, he is in Huan Mansion." ”

"Go to Huan Mansion."

"Yes."

Huan Mansion is located in the South Street, in order to avoid the convoy of the King of Nanyang, Shang Suo went straight around a big circle, and it took nearly an hour for the carriage to drive to the side of Huan Mansion outside the 'door'.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Shang Suo walked towards the 'doorman' guard.

Chen Rong in the carriage lifted a corner of the curtain, although her eyes were looking at Shang Suo, her eyes were blank.

After a while, Shang Su came, and he drove the carriage into Huan Mansion through the side 'door'.

As soon as I entered the Huan Mansion, there was a burst of sheng music. It's just that unlike the usual sheng music, this music contains an unusually sonorous zheng.

When Chen Rongzheng was listening, suddenly, a burst of applause came out. As soon as the applause stopped, a powerful drum beat came.

Outside the carriage, Shang Su said: "'Girl', the 'door' guard said that General Ran is playing drums in the school field." He also said that now all major families who come to General Ran are turned away. But sister-in-law, she is an exception. ”

Chen Rongen sighed.

After a while, the carriage drove out of the square.

Before he got closer, Chen Rong smelled the fragrance of fat powder. When she was stunned, Shang Suo's voice came from outside, "Why, why are there so many 'girls'?" ”

Chen Rong hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car.

At this glance, she was also surprised, only to see that around the square, there was a pink and green, and there were some young 'women', this number, at least fifty or sixty.

At this moment, these young 'women' couldn't take their eyes off and looked at the center of the square.

Chen Rong followed their gaze.

With just one glance, she quickly withdrew her gaze.

Standing in the center of the square was none other than Ran Min, at this moment, his bare arms, his long black hair tied with a red 'color' ribbon, and his thin 'lips' tightly pursed into a line.

I have to say that Ran Min, who has been in the war for many years, has a perfect good figure, his slightly sweaty texture, white and clean, slightly tan in the sun. The appearance of the broad-shouldered, thin-waisted, and long-legged 'legs' seemed to stand out from the 'excited' group, and suddenly compared the young men of the scholar clan who were still covered with powder around them. is the Huan Jiulang with outstanding temperament, and he also compares it.

At this time, his legs were differentiated, and he was beating the drum again and again. Next to him, Huan Jiulang sat on a sitting seat, with a zither in front of him, pressing lightly with his left hand and pulling out his right hand.

The two cooperate very well, the sound of the zither is light and melodious, the drum sound is faint, the sound of the zither is sonorous and smooth, and the drum sound is deep. When you hear it, you feel like you've stepped back in time hundreds of years. At that time, Zhuge Liang sat on the head of the wide-open, empty city and played the piano, and below him were Sima Yi's thousands of troops and horses.

The sound of the zither is melodious, ethereal, without sorrow or joy, as if an outsider, standing on the clouds, looking down on the dust of history. The drums were painful and sonorous, as if the general who had survived a hundred battles stood in front of the white bones and cried for the common people

This detachment, a deep pain, together, has an ultimate sense of beauty.

This is a kind of music that Chen Rong has never heard before, a music that transcends her cognition.

She is immersed in piano skills, and it can be said that she is also a bosom friend, but at this moment, what swells in her heart is that she suddenly found that her gorgeous, complex piano sound is too small and superficial in this kind of music of great compassion and great concealment.

It is not only Chen Rong who is superficial, as Ran Min hits, his strong muscles and flesh dance in the sun, dancing with an extremely masculine beauty, which is comparable to the beauty of Ji Kang striking iron and playing Guanglingsan when he was about to be executed.

Therefore, every time the sound of the drum and the zither came to an end, all the 'girls' screamed at the same time, and their beautiful eyes were all glued to Ran Min's body and handsome face. And Ran Min never raised his head, as if he didn't notice the admiring eyes of the 'women'.

No one noticed Chen Rongdi's arrival.

Chen Rong lifted the curtain and listened to this wonderful music, which needed to be coincidental and blessed to the soul, and for a long time, she closed her eyes and tightened.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the zither stopped abruptly, and then, Ran Min raised his head and laughed, threw the drumstick far away with both hands, and shouted: "Happy, happy"

His arrogant laughter had not stopped, and all the 'girls' were already screaming one after another, rushing towards him and Huan Jiulang.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were drowned in the pink and green fragrance of fat powder.

At this time, Chen Rong retracted his gaze and said in a low voice, "Go back." Shang Suo listened, nodded, and drove back: Looking at this situation, General Ran has no time to receive the small, unworthy 'girl' of his own family.

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