Chapter Seventy-Five: The Spring Festival of Liangfu

Liang Jimin showed a surprised expression: "What are my plans?" After speaking, his face changed drastically, "I, what did you just say?" ”

"You just said, let me believe you, you will take me and Youhui together and live a good life." Shen Muqing smiled innocently, "How do you know I'm unhappy?" ”

Liang Jimin was momentarily sluggish. But he quickly regained his gentle appearance as a humble gentleman, and said with a smile: "I see that you haven't eaten well in the past few days." ”

Shen Muqing's heart was in turmoil, he nodded intuitively, and said stiffly with the plan he had already in his heart: "Isn't there an earthen stove behind the small bathhouse?" Otherwise, let's change the earthen stove and make a small kitchen, where we usually make hot dishes and small snacks......"

"It doesn't take much effort to turn an earthen stove into a small kitchen." Liang Jimin sighed, "The problem is that if you open a small kitchen, you have to use your own money." Of course, the big house and we naturally have nothing, but the second sister-in-law is ...... What's more, we just got married, and we said this, and my mother thought you were going to break up the family. That's even worse. ”

Liang Jimin's confused gaze has always been in Shen Muqing's mind. Where is she still in the mood to talk to him about anything at the moment, and said with a wry smile: "That is the case, let's discuss it when we have a proper way!" ”

Liang Jimin also responded absentmindedly.

The two of them said a few more words without being salty, and Shen Muqing said goodbye and returned to the main house.

The next day. The website you are browsing is, please remember that our website domain {} is a small year twenty. The house is to be sacrificed to the god of the hearth. Shen Muqing was busy with Feng Shi and Wang Wenxi for a day.

Twenty-five. Start sweeping. Prepare for the New Year.

Feng took pity on Shen Muqing's young age. Just after that, she and Liang Youhui accompanied Mrs. Tai to play with the three children of Brother Ping, Brother An, and Brother Kang every day. He led Wang Wenxi and Dong's mother around him to manage the New Year's affairs. Busy with your feet on the ground.

Usually this season. Shen Muqing was also busy. Busy making new clothes. Busy receiving gifts - there are live peacocks sent from Yunnan. There are live pheasants sent from Fujian; There is dried abalone sent from Zhejiang. There are also a variety of fresh vegetables sent from Nanjing. There's something new every day. And now. Liang Youhui runs and jumps with the children every day, and falls asleep with her head upside down, except for Ji Min every day. Shut up in the study without a single step. Although Shen Muqing was a little lonely. But sometimes she breathed a sigh of relief when she looked at Liang Jimin's door closed—she hadn't recovered from the shock she had received from that conversation: she felt much more relieved to be so confidently avoided.

Soon it was the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month. At home, the door gods, couplets, listings, and peach charms are all renewed. Ancestor worship, dinner, and spring banquet are also prepared. Wang Wenxi could finally take a breath and take a maid named Di Di to Xianhe Hall to see the child.

Liang Youhui is taking Brother Ping and Brother An to chase the old lady to raise a tortoiseshell cat in the idle crane hall. Brother Kang giggled in the arms of the nurse Zhou's mother. Shen Muqing watched from the side with his hand stove in his arms. From time to time, he instructed the little maids around him: "Look at it." Don't let the cat scratch the hands of the second girl and the two little masters. To view the book, please visit [ ] Romance "

The little maids smiled flatteringly on the side: "Don't worry, the third young grandmother, this cat has cut its paws." ”

Despite this, Mu Qing didn't dare to look away.

It was Brother An who found Wang Wenxi's figure, and he left his aunt and brother and ran towards Wang Wenxi: "Mother, my mother is also here to catch cats." ”

Wang Wen stretched out his handkerchief and bent down with a smile to wipe Brother An's sweat: "Don't run so fast. Look you're sweating. ”

Shen Muqing hurriedly stepped forward to salute Wang Wenxi.

Wang Wenxi returned the salute, Liang Youhui and Brother Heping also came over, Brother Kang, who was in Zhou's mother's arms, screamed at Wang Wenxi, and for a while, it was very lively, which alarmed Mrs. Tai and asked Aunt Liu to invite everyone in.

asked Mrs. Tai to say goodbye, divided the elders and children to sit down, Mrs. Tai asked Liang Youhui and the children to wash their faces and change clothes, and asked Wang Wenxi about her preparations.

While everyone was talking, Dong's mother next to Feng broke in.

Mrs. Tai's face was slightly gloomy, but Mother Dong looked blind, she looked excited and gave Mrs. Tai a hasty salute, and said, "Mrs. Tai, I am very happy." Our Hou Ye was promoted to the chief soldier of Xuantong. ”

"Bang dang!" With a bang, the sweet white tea cup in Mrs. Tai's hand suddenly fell off the kang table and shattered.

Wang Wen and Shen Muqing stood up with a "oops" sound.

Now that Liang Yuan has been promoted to the general army of Xuantong, what about the king of Zhen'an?

Mrs. Tai's face turned pale, and she pointed at Dong's mother's hand and trembled gently: "Who said that?" ”

Mother Dong took a few steps forward and stood beside Mrs. Tai, and said softly: "Gonggong Liang in the palace has asked people to come to ask for a reward." ”

"The ...... of the King of Nazhen'an"

"Zhao Fu of the Imperial History of the Metropolitan Procuratorate impeached Princess Zhen'an for overstepping the system, and the prince of ceremonies and the scholar of the Zhongji Palace, Zhang Canran, on behalf of the Son of Heaven, were ordered to question the king of Zhen'an, and the king of Zhen'an was disrespectful and was stabbed to death by the prince."

In just a few words, I don't know how many turbulent waves and bloody rain are hidden.

Shen Muqing couldn't help but look at Wang Wen Yan.

I saw Wang Wenxi looking at her with an understanding look.

In these glances at each other, Shen Muqing suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for Wang Wenxi.

If they hadn't met under such circumstances, maybe they would have become confidants......

"What's going on with the Zhen'an Palace?" Mrs. Too's

Regained his composure.

Dong's mother was at a loss: "I don't know." Madame is talking to Father-in-law Xiaoliang. ”

Mrs. Tai looked at the broken porcelain pieces scattered on the floor tiles, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful that the children are pierced by their feet, Wen Anthracene, Mu Qing, you all go down first!" ”

Wang Wenxi and Shen Muqing both greeted Mrs. Tai with their usual faces, Wang Wenxi took the three children, and Shen Muqing took Liang Youhui and went back to their respective courtyards. Welcome to the book "Romance Browse the Book".

Shen Muqing went to Liang Jimin's study again.

The answer to the door is ten colors.

Liang Min, who heard the movement, had already greeted him.

He smiled like a spring breeze: "Did you come back early today?" ”

Shen Muqing stood in front of the threshold, looked at the rice paper covered with small letters on the painting case behind Liang Jimin, and said: "I just came back from Mrs. Tai, Dong's mother said that Liang's father-in-law in the palace sent someone to report the news, and my father was promoted to Xuantong's general soldier. After speaking, she carefully observed the expression on Liang Jimin's face.

"How so?" After a brief moment of consternation, he grabbed Shen Muqing's hand, "What else did you hear?" ”

His strength was so great that Shen Mu felt a little painful.

But this kind of pain made Shen Muqing feel at ease.

At least, Liang Jimin doesn't know the inside story. At least, for Liang Jimin, their marriage is "the fate of their parents......

She repeated Dong's mother's words to Liang Ji.

Liang Jimin's face immediately appeared with indignation, "King Zhen'an is the pillar of the country, how can the backbone of my dynasty use such a trumped-up ......charge" Speaking of this, he suddenly closed his mouth tightly, turned around and returned to the room and turned around in a circle like an ant.

Seeing Liang Jimin like this, Mu Qing's heart softened.

Origins are not chosen. If Liang Jimin was born in such a family, he would not tolerate everything and be careful everywhere. At the end of the day, he's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy...... There is a hot-blooded side......

Xianggong Mu Qing hesitated and opened his mouth, "Do you want to go to your mother's place to have a look, Xiaoliang's father-in-law shouldn't have left yet......"

Liang Jimin suddenly stopped, looking at Shen Muqing's eyes with hesitation.

After a while, he sat down on the Taishi chair beside him a little dejectedly.

"Mu Qing, you and Youhui go back to the house to play!" His expression was a little tired, "Xuantong is more than ten days away from here, and what should happen has happened...... Go back! I want to be alone and quiet. ”

Shen Muqing understood his mood very well, answered softly "yes" and tiptoed out, and helped him cover the door when he left.

But just as she stepped into the threshold of the main house, she heard Shise order the little guy outside the door: "Call the car in the outer courtyard, and the third young master will go out." ”

The Spring Festival of Shunkang's nineteenth year is destined to be an unusual Spring Festival.

First there was the death of King Zhen'an, and then there was the prison of the prince, followed by the Queen Mother personally went to the palace of Zhen'an to visit the seriously ill old princess, and ordered Yuan Sheng's eleven-year-old daughter to be included in the court, and the title of King Zhen'an was inherited by Yuan Sheng's younger brother Yuan Hao, Marquis of Pingyang, and Yuan Sheng was given a thick burial according to the rank of the emperor's uncle, and the whole country mourned for three months......

These ups and downs outside naturally also affected Shen Muqing's life.

The first is that Liang Yuan's promotion cannot be handled in a big way, and the second is that the movement between relatives has become simpler.

In the second year of junior high school, Wang Wenxi, Liang Youhui and the child were all left behind by Mrs. Tai and said, "...... Your father-in-law was promoted, there were guests at home, and the big house stayed to help...... Don't go with the children, two young couples, one is pregnant, the other is ignorant, I really don't feel at ease with them. Youhui also stayed behind to help take care of a few nephews. ”

Liang Youhui pouted, Shen Muqing was very unbearable, but when she thought of her illness, she didn't dare to speak.

Liang Jimin and Liang Shuxin rode horses, Jiang Shuangrui and Shen Muqing rode a warm sedan chair and went together to pay New Year's greetings to their grandfather Deqinghou Feng.

I don't know if it's because of the New Year, the Feng family's courtyard is a little cold, and when they saw them, the chief manager who was waiting for them in the gatehouse immediately nodded and greeted them, and personally took them to Feng.

Feng Nian's seventy-fourth birthday in the spring. He was lying on the bed unhappily and refused to get up, shouting that Liang Jimin's uncles had found someone who sang and commented on the storyteller to sing for him: "It's not salty, it's not light, what kind of ......year is this?"

The eldest grandmother of the Feng Mansion, Wang, was very embarrassed and pulled Jiang Shuangrui and Shen Muqing to the flower hall in the inner courtyard to serve tea, leaving the Liang Shuxin brothers to accompany Feng to talk.

"Master Hou has been doing this hobby all his life, but this is during the national funeral, and when the grass and trees are all soldiers, who dares to take the heads of the whole family to accompany his old man crazy!" There was a bit of complaint in Wang's tone.

Shen Muqing only pretended not to understand, nodded and said, "Yes." If you let the imperial historians know, you will have to talk about it again. ”

(A sister asked: Why are there no double shifts on weekends?) …… bSweat ...... That's because the squeaky city has a power cut, and the call comes at more than ten o'clock every night, and it stops before dawn the next morning, because it is a break, and the unit does not generate electricity...... Go to work on Monday, and various year-end evaluation activities follow one after another.

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Chapter Seventy-Five: The Spring Festival of Liangfu