After breaking off the marriage, the Zhuangyuan Lang who was picked up was dressed weakly every day

Chapter 38 The Rare Treasure
It is known to everyone near and far that in Lin'an Mansion, Meng Changqing, the fourth son of the Meng family, is a man of heavenly talent, and Tang You, the prince of the Tang family, is known for his extraordinary talents.

But few people in the world know that these two people also have a friend who lives in seclusion. This friend is even more talented and talented than the two of them.

From this, it is conceivable that when Qin Yuehuai and Meng Changqing, two handsome men with jade faces, appeared in the main road of the small village under the glow of the sky, they were dressed in gorgeous brocade robes. How it attracted the attention of the villagers coming and going.

Seeing a large number of people coming, the peasant woman washing clothes by the stream stopped what she was doing and turned her face to peek.

On the side of the road, there were also villagers who put their hands on top of the hoe and whispered:

"Which noble son are these? On the Double Ninth Festival, what are you doing in our Qingshui Village?"

"Hey, isn't the man in front of me the man at the east end of the village! He lives here, why do you want to come here?"

"You mean the man who secretly married Mrs. Shen?"

"Yes! He is always mysterious. I didn't believe the village chief's aunt told him about their marriage. When I passed by the yard, I looked outside the door and it was him! But he was always wearing Confucian clothes. "

"Then the Shen family's wife, she and her mother are really very similar, hehe..."

This meaningful "ha" fell in Shen Yanhan's ears, and Shen Yanhan understood very well what they really thought about their mother and son.

Shen Yanhan raised his head and looked at Qin Yuehuai beside him.

The meaning in his eyes was like asking: Do you miss me the same way?
He had heard Meng Er's mother's nasty words for a long time, how could Qin Yuehuai not know the meaning of these people's words?
He looked down at Shen Yanhan and gave her a comforting smile.

It's silly.

When you pick up a man, you take him home, and when you bring him home, you marry him.If he hadn't been the person involved, I'm afraid this little lady would have been chewed up to pieces, including her life and property.

Even he felt a little sorry for her.

In addition to sympathy, he also felt a little uneasy for some reason.

At least he never had to be wary of people around Shen Yanhan, who had no heart, nor did he need to doubt Shen Yanhan's sincerity towards his husband.Even though he had this intention, he was enlightened because of his superficial appearance.

After all, when he was in front of Shen Yanhan, everything from the inside out was just a facade.

Shen Yanhan couldn't hear the voice through his lips, and couldn't understand the playful and satisfied emotion in Qin Yuehuai's eyes.

She only saw her handsome husband, with a heart-warming smile on his face. She felt relieved, her eyes showed joy, she grabbed his sleeves as if no one else was around, started talking to him, and later prepared dishes and other homely dishes for Meng Changqing. Small things come.

Qin Yuehuai, as usual, just listened quietly, nodding from time to time, looking gentle as if everything was decided by Shen Yanhan.

Shen Yanhan was encouraged by his behavior, and she was so excited when he talked that she couldn't stop.

At one moment, she pointed to the gate of Qiuwang Garden and told Qin Yuehuai to remember to hang the dogwood later; at another moment, she said that today's chrysanthemum wine was also a result of her trial brewing, and asked Qin Yuehuai, Meng Changqing and Cai Yu to drink more.

Qin Yuehuai looked sideways, and saw that the young lady beside him was smart and beautiful. Her pure eyes reflected the warm orange light, and her red lips opened and closed with a melodious voice.

Vibrant and optimistic by nature.

Just like the mountains full of wild grasses and wild flowers, left there, they can look for light and rain by themselves without anyone watering them, and they will bloom brightly.

Seeing this, his heart gradually warmed up.

Amidst Shen Yanhan's chattering voice, Cai Xizhu, who was walking together, was a little distracted, and even walked slower and slower. From being in the same row with Shen Yanhan, he gradually dropped half a step and walked to Meng Changqing's side.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on this noble and fresh husband, especially the fan in his hand, which made her heart itch inexplicably.

How come someone’s poem happened to have her name written on it?
Meng Changqing has seen countless women, and it is absolutely impossible for him to say that he did not notice any signs when a young lady looked him over.But he pretended to be calm and kept looking straight ahead. He did not look directly at Cai Xizhu or meet her eyes.

Until Cai Xizhu was distracted by looking at him, kicked a stone with her toes and stumbled.

"Are you all right?"

Upon seeing this, Meng Changqing stretched out his hand and pulled Cai Xizhu's arm.

With such an opportunity, Cai Xizhu started chatting: "It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't look at the road. Are you a friend of Qin Langjun? Like Yang Langjun, you want to stay here for a while?"

Meng Changqing looked at the young lady dressed as a villager and saw the deep curiosity towards him in her eyes, just like those guests who don't frequent high-end restaurants and are curious about everything they see when they come in. They find it interesting and have funny ideas.

He replied to Cai Xizhu: "Yes, I'm going to trouble Mrs. Shen. Do you people welcome me?"

He is clearly just a guest in Qiuwang Garden, so what does it have to do with other villagers?

Cai Xizhu didn't hear Meng Changqing's test of her feelings towards him, and nodded: "The people in our village are very enthusiastic, so they are naturally welcome."

"Is it?"

"Yeah. This fan of yours is really nice. Is it made of official Xie paper?"

Meng Changqing was surprised that this village girl knew of such a rare and valuable Xie Gongjian, and replied: "It's not Xie Gongjian, but a golden millet paper." Cai Xizhu had never seen such a royal thing, so she said honestly: " I’ve only heard of it, never seen it, could you give me a closer look?”

Meng Changqing was surprised again.

Normally, everyone in the Fengyue Field knew that although Meng Silang was wealthy but had a bad temper, no one would dare to take a look at his belongings. Lean against the corner of his folding fan.

But today Meng Changqing was in a good mood and saw that Cai Xizhu was familiar with his third younger brother and sister, so he made an exception.

He not only handed over his folding fan, but also generously introduced: "Jinsu Jian is a paper produced in Shezhou. Because its appearance is similar to the hard yellow paper of the Tang Dynasty, it is also called wax yellow scripture paper. It is a kind of paper made of a mixture of mulberry bark and mulberry bark. method."

Cai Xizhu nodded repeatedly, "No wonder it's a little hard."

"Yes, someone used this paper as a book cover."

Cai Xizhu observed it for a while and finally brought the topic to the main topic: "Did you write this poem by yourself?"

Meng Changqing thought that Cai Xizhu, a village girl, did not understand poetry and songs at all, and could not possibly know that these two lines of poetry came from Li Bai's "I hope you will join hands with me and grow into the secluded southern mountains", so he casually said: "Oh, this is my own Just do it."

As he finished speaking, Cai Xizhu asked: "The last sentence, why isn't it 'long to the south mountain'?"

You can imagine the embarrassment in Meng Changqing's heart when he pretended to have written the poem himself, but was exposed in person.

But he has always been comfortable among women, so he immediately smiled and said: "What fun can there be in yearning for the tranquility of the mountains? In this world, shouldn't we enjoy ourselves, be free, and do whatever we want? That's why I don't like yearning for the tranquility of the southern mountains!"

Cai Xizhu has lived in Nanping Mountain for a long time. She even has time restrictions on entering and exiting the house. She has wanted to do whatever she wants since she was a child.

Seeing that Meng Changqing behaved in a chic and free-spirited manner and spoke as he pleased, she was actually very envious of him.

Meng Changqing saw the young lady's persuaded look as he wished, and then heard her ask: "What does that have to do with Nanhai Pearl?"

Meng Changqing pretended to be profound: "The He family's jade, the luminous pearl, is a good treasure for the princes. The luminous pearl is mostly rumored. I have never really seen it, so I can't pursue it. But I have seen the pearl of the South China Sea." It is a rare treasure that can be coveted.”

A rare treasure.

After hearing the words, Cai Xizhu raised the corners of her mouth.

Lang Jun's every word was as if he was praising her. Cai Xizhu's heart was pounding wildly, and her ears turned red involuntarily.

Meng Changqing saw her shyness in his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and looked towards the road ahead.

But when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.

At the corner of Qiuwangyuan, Aunt Meng was grabbing Meng Er's ears, who had just returned from the county town, and scolding him: "I told you not to go out again, and you went gambling again, right? I should just let them chop me down." Your hands and feet! It will also prevent you from messing around every day!"

Meng Er tilted his body and cried out: "Oh, my mother, I didn't gamble anymore! I really didn't! I went to the county to buy gifts for you and my little sister, look at it!"

Aunt Meng lowered her eyes and saw that Meng Er's so-called gift was just the poorest silk flower. She knew that her son was just using this as an excuse to go to the county town to mess around, so she angrily pulled Meng Er's ear and dragged her home.

"You are bluffing! At your age, why are you still wearing ghost flowers?"

"hiss--"

Meng Er twisted his head in pain, and just like that, he suddenly saw several noble men in noble clothes.

Meng Er shouted: "Hey, mother, look, a noble person has come to our village! Look at the jade on the waist of the person next to me, there are four strings of jade, one, two, three, four..."

Aunt Meng took a look when she heard the sound, and her pupils immediately shrank when she saw Meng Changqing, who was exactly the same as his father.

She wanted to pull Meng Er away, but when she saw Meng Changqing raising his eyes, she stopped pulling.

Shen Yanhan was walking at the front of the group, and saw the Meng family chatting with each other outside her Qiuwang Garden from a distance. Thinking of the day when Aunt Meng came to the house and insulted her, she showed disgust with those two people.

She didn't want to talk to the mother and son, but she saw Aunt Meng let go of Meng Er and bowed in her direction with a very respectful attitude.

Shen Yanhan felt baffled. When he frowned, he heard Aunt Meng call him, "Silang, you are polite."

Meng Changqing held the fan, cupped her hands in vain and replied: "Fifth Aunt, you are polite."

The light in Meng Er's eyes immediately brightened, and he shouted: "Hey, is this a relative of ours?"

Aunt Meng raised her hand and patted his head, "You haven't greeted Fourth Brother Meng yet."

A rich relative fell from the sky. Meng Er was overjoyed and answered the question very quickly: "Brother Meng!"

Meng Changqing looked at the person in front of him who had gone through eighteen turns to be named a relative and who often went to their house to play in the autumn breeze. There was a look of alienation in his eyes and the corners of his lips curled up in an unsmiling way.

Qin Yuehuai looked at Meng Er's mother and son coldly, then looked back at Meng Changqing, his brows furrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)