Chapter Seventy-Three: Fulfillment

Xuan Fei, who had never spoken, turned around at this time, and only said lightly, "Today we are not the same way." His face was slightly red from the cold, and he was a little more handsome than usual.

The smile on Hua Chen's face did not decrease, "Brother Xuan, aren't you going to the academy?" ”

Xuan Fei had turned his head and looked at the road ahead, "Don't go." ”

Hua Chen sighed, looked at Xuan Fei's back and asked, "Brother Xuan, are you going home?" ”

"Sort of."

What does it mean?

But just when Hua Chen thought that his peers after this coincidence were going to die without a problem, he heard Xuan Fei, who had already raised his whip, said lightly: "Xuan has a home and can't go back, but Brother Zhang has a family and doesn't want to go back." ”

Hua Chen listened to Xuan Fei's words, and a Sichuan character twisted out between his eyebrows, and he suddenly felt confused.

Why did he think that this Brother Xuan was talking like a philosophy professor in his previous life, if he wanted to understand, he had to rely on three points to understand and seven points to guess.

But when he looked up again, the man had already raised his whip and left, and could only look at his back that was still standing tall on horseback.

"It's still that cool!" Hua Chen couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "Brother Xuan is the most handsome person I have ever seen on horseback!" ”

Chen Han looked at his young master's somewhat stunned expression, scratched his head and asked, "Fourth young master, are we still going to the academy?" ”

"Of course not, turn around and go home." He always felt that Xuan Fei's words still had some hints, and in order to avoid something happening at home, it was better for him to go back earlier.

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Xuan Fei rode his horse forward, and it was not until he turned onto West Street, the busiest street in Texas, that he gently pulled the reins to slow down.

Walking through the west street, he came to the door of a shop facing the street, but without looking at it, he grabbed the reins and jumped off the tall black horse.

The guys in the store had already come out, and Xuan Fei handed over the reins in his hand, and then slowly walked into the store with Wenyuan Pavilion written on the plaque.

On the wall facing the main entrance of the store, there is a green wood plaque on the plaque, on which there are four large green lacquer characters: the four treasures of the study.

In the center of the spacious storefront are more than a dozen wooden carved counters, on which a variety of goods such as pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are placed.

In the center of all the counters, there is a wooden stilt display table, which is covered with large red silk and a piece of inkstone.

The pattern on the inkstone is composed of a mandarin duck and a lotus flower, implying all the way.

Xuan Fei passed by the tall stilt display table, glanced lightly at the inkstone marked with Baomo, and followed the shopkeeper who had greeted him since entering the store into the inner room where calligraphy and paintings were hung on all four walls.

When Xuan Fei's footsteps stopped and lingered on a picture of You Chun, the shopkeeper behind him cautiously asked, "Childe, do you like this painting?" ”

Looking at the spring color that could not be closed on the ink painting, Xuan Fei only said lightly, "Spring is still early." ”

It's just that as soon as this short five-word word came out, he immediately added: "Wan Mu Chun in front of the sick tree." The meaning is quite different.

When the shopkeeper saw Xuan Fei say this, he took out a letter from his sleeve and came up, "Childe, this is the latest news." ”

Xuan Fei's eyes moved away from the painting, and he reached out to take the letter sealed with the lacquer, and when he tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside to look at it carefully, the face, which had always been unfazed, actually raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a half-point smile.

The slightly raised corners of his lips immediately made his handsome and peerless face vivid, and even a little brighter.

It's just such a beautiful smile, but it is hidden behind the letter, and no one has ever seen half of it......

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After Hua Jin greeted Mrs. Tai, he did not rush back to Honghun Courtyard, but waited on the path at the door of the laundry room in the house.

A moment later, a little maid in a blue jacket walked over with a somewhat heavy legs, and her immature face showed a painful expression with each step.

Seeing Hua Jin and Yanran's master and servant, her eyes dodged for a moment, and finally came up to greet Hua Jin.

"Your name is Qingti?" Hua Jin asked.

The little maid lowered her head and responded, "Slave Qingti." ”

"You have an injury, why don't I ask the laundry housekeeper mother to give you a few days off, or you want to ......"

Qingti still hung her head, but replied a little stubbornly: "The slave is not injured, the slave is no longer in the way." He actually interrupted Hua Jin's words.

"Since you are from the laundry room, why did you come in that day to inform me that Uncle Guangchang and Mrs. Shizi were here? How could it be at the door of Chaohui Temple yesterday? ”

mentioned Guangchangbo and yesterday's incident, and the little maid suddenly burst into tears, "Slave maid, slave maid is to send pulp and washed clothes to my sisters, and they all happened to catch up." ”

Hua Jin bowed slightly, and knew that the clothes of the owners of the house would not be handled by these little maids, but the clothes of the big maids and the housekeepers were all washed by these little maids.

"Qingti, what happened to you yesterday, have you ever thought about how to solve it?" It is necessary to know what the person is thinking and then decide how to help her.

But what Hua Jin didn't expect was that Qingti actually knelt on the cold ground with a "plop".

The little maid finally raised her tearful eyes and looked at Hua Jin, "Fifth girl, please, don't mention this matter again." Kowtowed again, "The slave just wants to act as if nothing has happened, and beg the five girls to fulfill it." ”

Hua Jin couldn't bear it, "It's cold on the ground, and your body is not comfortable, get up quickly!" ”

"Ask the five girls to be fulfilled!"

Yan Ran stepped forward and grabbed Qingti's arm and pulled her up, "What do you want, the fifth girl will promise you to make the decision for you." ”

Qingti stood up, wiped her tears with her cuffs, and saluted Hua Jin again, "Thank you, Fifth Girl." After saying that, he turned around and ran away in some fright.

"Qingti......" Yan Ran shouted from behind.

Hua Jin waved his hand to stop Yan Ran, "Maybe she is really at a loss." ”

Yanran nodded, but there was still a little unwillingness in her eyes, "If it was a slave, I wouldn't let go of that dog so easily." ”

Oh, yes! Can't let Zhao Xin go so easily.

Hua Jin took Yanran back to Honghun Courtyard, but met his brother not far from the second gate.

Seeing Hua Chen hurrying up to meet him, Hua Jin couldn't help asking, "Didn't my brother go to the academy, why did he turn back again?" ”

"I met Brother Xuan on the road, and even he didn't go to the academy anymore, so I won't go."

Hua Jin nodded first, and then shook his head helplessly, "Since my brother is back, don't worry about the academy, and don't worry about your big brother Xuan, take a good vacation." ”

Hua Chen nodded and raised his eyebrows again, "My brother will entertain Zhao Xin, a Sven scum, at home." ”

Hua Jin was amused by Hua Chen's narrow appearance, swept away the gloom when he first met Qingti, and whispered a few words in his brother's ear.