Changdong walked away ashamedly, and Shen Qingluan had just rested for a moment when he saw Cuicui coming in with a frown.

"Madam, something big has happened in Fushouyuan! The old lady was actually stunned by Master Hou! ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingluan blinked.

But what's going on?

In the previous life, the Lu family had good means, not only did Jun Hongbai be extremely filial and obedient to her, but the Marquis of Zhenyuan in the second room was also forced to be taken care of by her because of filial piety.

I didn't expect such a misstep.

Stunned?

Cuicui knew that she was curious, and without waiting for her to ask, she poured beans into a bamboo tube and said simply:

"I heard that the Hou Ye carried a bloody hair to Fushou Yuan to greet the old lady, and he cut out his heart and liver in front of the old lady, saying that it was a big supplement for the old lady to make up for it."

Shen Qingluan was speechless.

The Lu family is old, and they have to serve Wen and maintain their essence on weekdays, just waiting for the day when the title of Marquis of Zhenyuan falls to the head of the big house.

Yes, as soon as Shen Qingluan got started, she was busy calling the middle feed to this granddaughter-in-law, just to maintain herself.

Looking at such a bloody experience today, I can't be frightened.

I'm afraid I'll have a short life for several years.

Shen Qingluan's eyes were filled with subtle pleasure, "It's very interesting for the Marquis of Zhenyuan to act. ”

It's just that this deer hunting is heart-wrenching, how does it sound inexplicably familiar?

Shen Qingluan tilted his head, and was about to think carefully in his brain, when Zhuzhu suddenly sent a brocade box, saying that it was sent by the Shen family, and his wife needed to open it herself.

"Show it to me."

At this interruption, Shen Qingluan temporarily suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and sent away the idle miscellaneous people to open the box.

At this look, Dengshi's eyes lit up and he was short of breath!

There are several history books and classics inside, all of which are rare and extinct on the market!

"This, where did this come from!"

She was so excited that she couldn't even speak, and it would have been really exciting.

For a literati family like the Shen family, if you put a rare treasure or delicate jewelry in front of her, she will probably be indifferent.

But if you let her take a look at these rare and rare masterpieces, it will really send her heart.

She got up and washed her hands in a basin of washbasins, and dried them with a handkerchief, before reaching for the books in the wooden box.

There was a long and thick scent of ink.

This is what the Shen clan pursues and worships.

Your life, your name, your deeds may be dissipated in the torrent of history.

But the culture carried by paper will always exist.

It wanders through the land, and when it is uncovered one day, a soul renews its trembling cry.

The world sees that the Shen family cherishes paper, but they only think that they are sour and poor.

As everyone knows, what they really cherish is the soul carried on the paper.

Cuicui is also a knowledgeable person, and seeing Shen Qingluan like this, she hurriedly went to look through the letter paper in the box.

After reading it, he was shocked: "It turned out to be the bearded adult, and he said that he couldn't understand it, so he gave it to his wife so as not to put it in the house to ashes." ”

Shen Qingluan's cheeks were a little hot.

She deserves it.

"That's how I befriended him."

The ginseng medicine he received before was already cheeky and hard to refuse.

But now it'......

Cuicui also nodded in agreement: "This gift is indeed too valuable, and the slaves and maids feel hot." ”

Shen Qingluan's heart was really entangled.

It's really hot.

But she still really wanted to take it......

After a long time, Shen Qingluan said cheekily: "It's okay, gentlemen's friends don't care about the weight of the gift, but they look at each other's hearts." Although I don't have any good things to give back, I have a deep affection for him. ”

Cuicui was stunned, and stopped talking.

Shen Qingluan said again: "I'll copy a copy by hand and return it to him later, and I have the right to borrow it." ”

As soon as she said to do it, she immediately sat down in front of the bookcase and spread out the rice paper, and threw herself into it.

As for what deer hunting, what digging out the heart and lungs, she has long been left behind, and even a shadow is gone.

Shen Qingluan's copy is a day and a night.

During this period, several people entered to look for her, but she was impatiently driven away.

After a few times, Zhu Zhu simply picked up a stick and guarded it at the gate of the courtyard, and no one was allowed to enter a single step.

I worked hard to write all night, and it wasn't until the sun rose on the second day, hanging on the top of the persimmon tree planted in the yard, that Shen Qingluan couldn't stop the pen in his hand.

Satisfied, he held up the paper he had written down and admired it in front of the sun.

She is the most outstanding descendant of the younger generation of the Shen family, with a good hand, strong and profound, and has the potential to penetrate a thousand times.

It is said that words are like people, if you only look at her words, you will never think that a woman will have such strength and heart.

was intoxicated, and suddenly there was a noise at the gate of the courtyard.

Shen Qingluan was disturbed in deep thought, frowning impatiently.

Ran, hearing the sound of Jun Yuan's little beast entanglement at the door, quickly put the lone book on the table into the box, and personally held it and stuffed it into the innermost corner of the bed.

Last time, she taught Jun Yuan a hard lesson, but this nine-year-old child was just the time when even dogs hated it, not to mention that Jun Yuan was a faceless and skinless little bully.

If he were to destroy her book again, it would be so angry that she would die again!

After hiding the book, Shen Qingluan came out with his sleeves folded.

When Jun Yuan saw her, he cried and mourned: "Shen Qingluan, why do you refuse to paint a portrait of my mother!" Isn't it just that I have offended you? I apologize to you. I'm sorry, you drew a portrait of my mother! ”

His tone was straightforward, with an arrogant naivety that had never been beaten.

Shen Qingluan didn't feel tired all night, but listening to his natural words, there was a trace of boredom from the bottom of his heart.

"Who told you to come to me?"

Jun Yuan had no consciousness to observe words and expressions at all, and when he heard Shen Qingluan say this, he thought she was relieved.

Breaking away from Zhuzhu's hand, he rushed to Shen Qingluan and said, "My aunt said it." ”

When he was obedient, his face swelled with admiration and admiration, "My aunt said that if there is anyone in the world who can redraw the portrait of his mother, you are the only one. ”

Shen Qingluan looked at him steadily.

Once, she really wanted to cultivate him and guide him to the right map.

It's a pity that although he doesn't have Jun Qian's viciousness and cautious eyes, the stupidity and selfishness of the two sisters and brothers are the same.

Jun Yuan was a little chilled by her eyes, and was about to say a few more words to thank her, when he heard Shen Qingluan say:

"Since the portrait of your mother is so important to you, it would be too impersonal for me to refuse. However, as I said before, I have never met your mother. ”

"It's okay, my aunt said, she looks like her mother by seven or eight points, you can just draw according to her!"

Shen Qingluan was waiting for this sentence, his eyes flickering slightly: "It's okay, then let your aunt come over."

First of all, I want to make it clear that painting portraits is done in one go, and I am willing to put pen to paper, but only once. If something happens to your aunt, don't come and pester me again. ”

Jun Yuan was overjoyed, "No, no, my aunt really cares about my mother, there will be no problems!" ”

He didn't pay attention at all, and Shen Qingluan no longer corrected his address to Du Mianmian's "aunt".

Maybe even if he noticed, he would only be happy that Shen Qingluan sincerely accepted Du Mianmian, and he didn't know what was wrong with treating the concubine as an elder.

Shen Qingluan looked at his eyes, revealing a little pity, but he didn't say as bitterly as before, and said coldly: "Let your aunt come to my yard." ”

Jun Yuan hurriedly ran out.

Cuicui spat at his back angrily, "Uneducated, if you don't salute or greet Mrs. when you see him, Mrs. should beat him again." ”

Shen Qingluan slowly straightened his sleeves, "It's okay, I don't teach him, there will always be someone who will teach him in the future." ”

She twisted her neck before she felt a little more comfortable on her tight back.

I drank another cup of strong tea and felt refreshed.

"Go and call Liu Yueniang to paint, she should help you perfect."

The people in the courtyard moved quickly.

Du Mianmian knew about Shen Qingluan's relaxation from Jun Yuan's hands, and he was also ecstatic.

When the painting is completed, every time the uncle watches it, he will think of her credit for persuading Shen Qingluan.

In particular, Shen Qingluan also agreed to use her in the painting.

When the uncle touches his thoughts, who can tell whether he is looking at his sister or her.

A dead person, no matter how strong his sense of existence is, can't compare to the woman who accompanies him alive.

Du Mianmian was dressed up brightly, and came to Hanguang Courtyard three times in one step.

Jun Yuan followed her and chattered, "Mother is upright, but she is also lenient, and when I grow up, I will definitely honor her and my aunt." ”

A trace of disgust crossed Du Mianmian's eyes, and he soon hid it again, "Yuan'er is really good, but people in this world have two faces."

If Shen Qingluan was really that good, she should have agreed yesterday, instead of waiting for you to beg her. ”

Jun Yuan was slightly stunned.

The blood-related family affection made him want to echo Du Mianmian's words in every way, but a small voice in his heart told him that Shen Qingluan was not like this.

The two sides were entangled, Jun Yuan pursed his lips and did not speak.

Du Mianmian continued: "Yesterday, I begged for words, and the uncle also spoke in person, and she still pretended to take Qiao, just waiting for you to speak in person."

Brother Yuan'er, you must not be deceived by her like this, if you also betray your sister, your sister will not be able to turn a blind eye under Jiuquan. ”

As he was talking, a sarcastic voice suddenly came out from behind him: "Yesterday Madame refused, you said that she pretended to take Qiao."

Today's lady agreed, but you said that she had other plans, and that the lady would be picked by you whether she was left or right, if you had the guts, why didn't you say it in front of the lady. ”

Liu Yueniang appeared from the path in a purple dress.

Du Mianmian had a cold face.

Shen Qingluan wants to give some face, but what is this Liu Yueniang.

It's just a house slave of the Du family, and now I'm lucky enough to be the uncle's concubine, do you still think I'm a thing?

Uncle was still resting in her yard last night, new hatred and old hatred were superimposed, and Du Wenniang couldn't wait to skin her alive!

Liu Yueniang turned a blind eye to her vicious eyes and walked up to Jun Yuan, "I've seen the young master." ”

She raised her head, her eyes full of thoughts that were about to overflow: "When the concubine left the Hou Mansion, the young master was not knee-high in the concubine's room, but I didn't expect it to grow so big now." ”

The anger on Jun Yuan's face stopped, and he said, "Who are you, have you seen me?" ”