"I'm not unusual!" Cheng Xueyao pouted: "Even if he is the prime minister, he is just a slave of the Son of Heaven, if I marry ......"

She suddenly stopped her voice and looked at Cheng Xueyan who was in a daze: "Why hasn't my sister spoken?" Are you also worried about marriage? ”

Before Cheng Xueyan came back to her senses, she said again: "From beginning to end, the person who proposes to my sister has to step on the threshold, my sister doesn't know, although we don't say it, I really envy it in my heart......"

The strength of the wine came up a little, making her drowsy and didn't know whether this was praise or disparagement, but she saw Cheng Xueman turn her eyes gloomily and drink another glass.

The boat is moving slowly, and a song floats in from outside, it is Miaotong and Qitong singing "Snow Lotus". They are in a good mood, but the song loses its sad flavor.

It's night, and the lotus flowers stand quietly in the light gauze mist, dark and fragrant.

I don't know if I was drunk or drunk, but I felt that my soul was fluttering, and I walked into the lotus bush and slept drunk in the tender yellow silk......

In a trance, it was Bitong's swaying face.

She struggled to open her eyes, only to see Bitong sewing dresses under the lamp. Seeing her wake up, she hurriedly took a glass of lotus root juice.

Although the lotus root juice was sweet, her mouth could not taste anything.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Bitong looked at the copper leak in the corner of the house: "It's not been an hour." ”

She struggled to sit up, only to feel dizzy.

"The girl drank a lot today, so let's sleep a little longer, and wake up tomorrow morning." Bi Tong hurriedly served her to lie down again.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

She saw Bitong pick up her clothes again.

"I want to make this dress quickly, and the girl will feel better when she wears it......" She said for a moment, but she did not panic, but only looked at the girl worriedly.

"I ...... Is it nonsense? Cheng Xueyan was scared again after tasting her own wine.

The pear blossom white and wine only felt sweet and delicious when she first drank it, and it was not intoxicating, so she drank nearly a bottle with confidence, but she didn't want to have great stamina, she only remembered Miao Tong and Qi Tong singing outside the boat, and then she fluttered into the lotus bush......

Walk into the lotus bush......

"The girl fell into the water...... Bitong bit her lip: "The slave maid was sitting on the bow of the boat with Miaotong, Miaotong said that the girl came out, and the slave and maid looked back and saw that the girl had fallen into the water...... The second and third girls were terrified. At that time, we were the only ones on the lake, and it was late at night, and everyone shouted for a long time and no one came. Later, we heard a 'poof' sound, and we just thought that someone had fallen into the water in the chaos, and we didn't want to be Mr. Guo......"

Cheng Xueyan's heart shook......

"Mr. Guo rescued the girl, and the girl was out of breath at that time." Bi Tong's eyes turned red again as she said: "Then Mr. Guo ......"

Bitong couldn't continue, so she hurriedly lowered her head.

Cheng Xueyan has a black line in his head, shouldn't he use advanced mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration?

"Since the girl came back, she has been shouting for Ling Gongzi to come and propose......"

Propose? Let Ling Su come to Chengfu to propose? It's a good idea, why didn't you think of it? No, that's what I thought, but ......

"Mr. Kuang......"

"Mr. Guo rescued the girl and left, the second girl and the third girl were relieved when they found that the girl was fine, and told them not to let the lord and Mrs. know about it......"

This is natural, otherwise no one will be able to escape punishment.

"Actually, sir, he ......" Bi Tong peeked at her, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong with him?"

He ...... Pretty good. Bitong lowered her head and continued to sew clothes.

Why didn't she understand what Bitong meant? It's just that......

"Put your clothes away first, go get a pen and paper......"

"Does the girl want to change her clothes?"

"No, I'm going to write a letter," she looked at Bi Tong calmly, "Let Ling Su come and propose ......"

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The letter was sent the next day.

Before, Bitong persuaded her to wait a little longer, and she also knew that it was not appropriate to take such an initiative, but now the situation in the house is ...... The female big girl doesn't stay, she stays and stays to become an enemy, I don't know who will become whose "enemy", she has nothing to do, they have to eat her alive. Besides, Ling Su has not heard any news for a long time, maybe he is also thinking about what to do, maybe he is guessing her mind like he guessed him, if he hears any more bad rumors, it will be bad. There are many dreams at night, and when it is late, it will change, so it is better to remind him. She felt that her wording was very tactful, and she did not lose her identity as a woman, and now the only regret is that this clever plan was proposed by herself, why didn't he think of it......

Now that the letter has been sent, the cranky heart that has been hanging for many days has been put away, and it is only waiting for the last news.

Bitong saw that her master was still in good spirits, so she took out the clothes she had made overnight and tried them on for her.

From the outer skirt to the bandeau are made of plain brocade, not only the color is snow-white, but also flat and textureless, it is really a plain to the end, the style is very simple, but it is better than soft and smooth, worn on the body, even if there is no wind, the skirt streamer is also slowly blowing, if the fairy is illusory.

Bi Tong looked at the girl approvingly: "They all say, 'If you want to be pretty, you will be filial', the girl's body is like wearing the clouds on her body, but it is just good-looking, and Mrs. is afraid to ...... when she sees it."

Cheng Xueyan unhurriedly changed her dress and went to the makeup to pick out two beaded flowers.

This is the appearance of this month's jewelry sent by the gold shopkeeper. She has not been in the mood recently, so she only drew two of the gadgets she bought in her previous life, one is an oval of light pink pearls the size of mung beans, which is made of jade with patterns to form a five-petal flower, and the stamen is dotted with dark blue broken crystals, and the other is like a flower bud full of inlaid pearls, and the most satisfying thing for the golden shopkeeper is that these two beads have abandoned the previous hairpin handles, but are fixed on a small button with a twisted two spirals on the back. Both of these things could be made without gold or silver, because they were too soft, so they could be replaced with copper and then gilded with gold or silver. He can make a lot of money for this, and when he is happy, he counts an extra ten taels of silver for Cheng Xueyan, and asks her to design more of this kind of jewelry with small profits and quick turnovers in the future.

I chose a satin box with a golden silk sea beast grape pattern and put two things together. Things aren't worth a lot of money, but in such a seemingly expensive box, it doesn't feel the same way. Then he asked Bitong to fold the clothes.

"Take it with you, let's go to Mr. Dai's."

Bitong followed with her clothes full of question marks.

Dai Zhen also lives in Cheng Mansion, in the courtyard in the northwest direction, famous morning tower. Originally, it was called Guizhen Building, but because the word "true" offended Du Mizhen's pronunciation, the name was changed to avoid secrecy.

The northwest is the most remote corner of Chengfu, which is rarely visited on weekdays, and there is a reason why Dai Zhen lives there. She is a native of Dujin, and Cheng Mansion has no relatives, is recommended by Wang Qian Yushi was appointed by the emperor as Mr. Painting, should have lived in the Imperial History Mansion, but was moved by the king to "Guan Ju Pavilion people, naturally want to live in Guan Ju Pavilion, so it is convenient to teach girls." Cheng Shangshu, shouldn't your Cheng Mansion even have a place to place a female scholar? With this long list of high-sounding reasons, he was sent to the Cheng Mansion, and then he didn't ask again.

Someone once said that Dai Zhen was a concubine raised by Wang Qian when he was a governor in Dujin before, and after becoming the imperial historian, he brought her into the imperial capital to show that he did not abandon her from beginning to end and was promoted as a female scholar, but he didn't want to give her any name, in fact, he gave up. This will naturally be looked down upon by others, and it is even more disdainful that it is forced over. I don't know if she doesn't know what other people think or deliberately pretends to be deaf and dumb, or just to save a few dollars, she lives in this remote Wangchen Tower, and there is no one to serve on weekdays, except for the status of a female scholar and a monthly salary of twenty taels, which is not much better than a second-class girl. The person is already twenty-five, but she is not in a hurry to get married, in fact, there are some people with good conditions to propose, she is not angry and drove away, after a long time, no one cares about her anymore. If it weren't for the fact that she had to teach in the Guan Ju Pavilion for an hour every two days, if it weren't for the Furong Hall's meetings, and if it weren't for the occasional reunion banquet in the Cheng Mansion, almost no one would have thought of her.

However, once Bitong said with flickering words that the reason why Dai Zhen is like this is because there is someone in his heart.

She asked which one it was, but her mind suddenly popped up her beloved brother.

Bi Tong blushed and held back for a long time, but only said: "It's not what the girl thinks about it......"

"You know which one I'm thinking? Is it the one you have in mind? ”

Bitong was anxious: "The girl is making fun of the slave and maid again, how dare the slave and the maid think about the master......"

Master...... Cheng Zhunhuai?!

She was immediately petrified. But if you think about it, although your father is not confused, he is still handsome and handsome, and his gestures are very elegant. Although he is an old person in this era, but in modern times, it is the time when he is full of charm, and this generation is really quite discerning, so it is no wonder that Du Yingzi wants to do everything possible to squeeze her, but I don't know if my father knows, and what will happen if he knows.

Along the way, she only thought about these marginal things, but felt that Bitong stopped. Looking up, the three dim words of Wangchenlou were inlaid on the gray and black door plaque, and the top was already covered with a layer of gray.

The same is true of the wall above the door, where a piece of brick is new, but it does not fit in with the gray around it.

The courtyard is crazy grass, and the flowers that can't be called are pitifully trying to get out of it, but they are still buried. A relatively straight path leading to the three main houses and one hugging house was covered with grass, and when the wind blew, it barely showed its true identity.

Is there anyone living in this place?

Cheng Xueyan was a little suspicious that Bitong had led the wrong way, but the three words Wangchenlou were really there.

Bitong didn't explain, and dragged a worn-out strip of red cloth on the side of the wooden door.

I only heard a few hoarse bells sounding, swinging over this desolate courtyard, very bit of the taste of the barren mountain and ancient temple.

A moment later, the dimly patterned wooden door of the main room creaked open,

Although the afternoon sun shone warmly, Cheng Xueyan's back still climbed a layer of goosebumps.

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