blue bird song

Chapter 18
Elder Yang Ge said gently: "Grandfather is very pleased that you have a heart. It's just that Qing Que is still young, so there is no rush. Besides, we are a girl's family, so there is no reason to speak first."

The second young lady was so angry that she almost passed out.Who said Qingque was that wild girl?What kind of family is the British government, and it is impossible to have a concubine from the Ningguo government with a bad name.As for a nouveau riche like Duke Ning's, Jiu Jiu Wu Fu, his family's eldest daughter, the British Duke, may not be in his sights!

The Second Young Mistress didn't dare to say anything in front of Elder Yang Ge, so she went back full of anger, with a sallow face, and ordered someone to cook Ningxin Tang.I can't help it, I'm too angry, it hurts my body.

That day Zhang Hu went out hunting again with the blue sparrow, riding a horse and leading a dog, and a group of people set off in a majestic way, shouting and shouting.When he came back in the evening, he was accompanied by a heroic young man and a team of sturdy and swift guards.

The young man was in his early twenties, his name was Zhang Zhu, and he was Zhang Hu's elder brother.He accompanied the British fair bandits and was about to return to Beijing now. Because the British wife and husband were worried about their beloved son, they specially came to pick Zhang Hu home together.

Old Yang Ge smiled and glanced at Zhang Hu, now you don't want to stay anymore, Mr. Zhang, please go back.You have been with Qingque for so long, if you want to make up for your mistakes, that's enough.

Look at Qing Que again, although she is reluctant to part with her, she can still put on a generous look, "Brother Hu, after you return to the capital, remember to write to us, and don't forget us."

Zhang Hu squatted down and quietly looked at the radiant little girl in front of him, "Little Qingque, my brother will write to you often, and I will never forget you." Qingque stretched out her little finger seriously, and Zhang Hu smiled indulgently. Laughing, he checked her childishly.

Zhang Zhu watched from the side with a smile, thoughtful.

That night Mr. Yang hosted a banquet in honor of Zhang Zhu, and Zhang Zhu apologized again and again, "I'm really sorry for disturbing Mr. Ge! I want you to welcome me tonight, and it's time for my farewell tomorrow. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Elder Yang Ge smiled and said: "What's the matter. Zhang Shizi first escorted my great-grandson and great-granddaughter home, and later taught the naughty elementary school students for me. The old man disturbed him too much. It is reasonable to entertain his clan brother. should."

Zhang Zhu is tactful and thoughtful, Yang Ge is polite and courteous, and the host and guest enjoy themselves.

With Zhang Zhu's urging, Zhang Hu ordered people to pack their luggage and get ready to go that night.Seeing him like this, Zhang Zhu patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and went back to his room to rest in peace.The family is already hopeless, good brother, don't dawdle any longer.

Under the light, Zhang Hu was sitting alone in front of the table, flipping through the book in his hand.The window was pushed open without a sound, and a small head poked in, "Hey, are you really going? I'm here to say goodbye." Cleverly got in, and sat cross-legged on the table in front of Zhang Hu. face giggling.

Zhang Hu pointed to the chair beside him, "Sit down in a gentle manner, let's have a good talk."

Qingque shook her head, "No! I like to be condescending, and I don't like being lower than you. Why should I sit on a chair, I'm so much shorter than you!"

Zhang Hu looked at her with a funny face, and explained worriedly, "After my brother is gone, you have to hide your strength and bide your time, you know? Don't be stubborn in everything, and you must not suffer immediate losses."

Qing Que raised her head proudly, "You don't need to say that, I've always known that you have to be able to bend and stretch! Brother Hu, I have a wink, so don't worry."

Zhang Hu touched her little head, took out a dark vest from the sleeve and handed it to her, "This is close to the body, don't take it off." Qing Que took it over curiously and looked at it, "It's so ugly, but it's very light. This dress is weird, Brother Hu, I don’t want to wear it, it’s too ugly.”

Zhang Hu smiled slightly, and stuffed the vest into her hands, his voice was soft but persistent, "Little Qingque, this dress is quite fun, you will know it when you wear it. Don't you like weird things the most, my brother gave it to you It's for fun, don't stop."

"Okay then." Qing Que reluctantly accepted, "Do you want to wear it next to your body? I'll go back and wear it. Brother Hu, thank you very much."

Zhang Hu also told her that she must wear it close to her body, and she was not allowed to take it off.Qingque obediently agreed, and Zhang Hu took her by the hand, and personally sent her back to Yingniang's hands.

"Good Yingniang, Brother Hu gave it to me." Qingque showed Yingniang the black vest braggingly, "Is it interesting? It's so ugly, he wants me to wear it next to my body."

Yingniang's complexion changed, and she took it into her hand and looked at it carefully, feeling inexplicably horrified.Although she is a maidservant, she comes from General Dragon and Tiger's Mansion. She grew up with Qi Yu since she was a child, so she has some knowledge.This vest is unusually light, soft, and dense. It is neither wool nor cotton. It is different. Could it be the legendary Wujin Soft Armor?Wujin soft armor, what a precious and rare item, Zhang Shizi actually gave it to Qingque for self-defense.

After Yingniang sent Qingque to sleep, she sat by the bed alone in a daze.When Zhang Shizi and Qing Que met by chance, both of them were so concerned about Qing Que's safety.Miss, you are Qingque's own mother, you should be more considerate of her, right?

Yingniang got up and walked to the table, and took out a dagger from the hidden compartment.The dagger was very sharp and shone coldly. Yingniang played with it for a long time before Fang slowly put it back.

Zhang Hu's farewell party on the second day was really unique. There was no fine wine and no banquet, but Zhang Hu and Zhang Zhu led their subordinates to fight fiercely with Qingque, and fled in defeat.

"Little Qingque is so majestic! Really powerful!" Zhang Hu left without losing, turned his head and gave Qingque a thumbs up.

Qing Que smiled happily at first, and when she saw Zhang Hu and his party walking farther and farther away, she burst into tears, "Brother Hu...I will miss you...don't forget me..."

Zhang Hu bent over and galloped on the horse, and intermittent, crying voices came from his ears.He stared straight ahead, whipping his mount continuously, not daring to turn his head.

I'm afraid that when I turn around and see that small figure, I can't help but turn my horse back and accompany her for another ride.I'm afraid that if I look back, I'll hang around for a long time, and I won't be able to return to the capital.

Qing Que burst into tears in the wilderness, and when she returned to Yang's house, she was smiling, her eyebrows beaming, and she said, "Grandpa, I will lead a group of companions to lead the tiger away from the mountain, divide and attack, and defeat Zhang's army!"

Grandpa pretended not to see her red and swollen eye circles, smiled and Mimi heard her brag, and clapped her hands high-fived, "Victorious with less, strong with weak, my little Qingque is really amazing!"

Qingque was triumphant, with a bright smile on his face.

In the evening, Grandpa gathered Brother Yu, Sister Qi, and Qingque by the fire, and while roasting sweet potatoes, he told anecdotes about 5000 years ago.The three children's eyes were shining, and they listened with gusto.

"Grandpa, this sweet potato is very sweet." Qing Que was fascinated by what he heard, and after eating half of the sweet potato in his hand, he suddenly realized that the sweet potato was extremely sweet, and hurriedly offered it to Grandpa.Grandpa tasted it, "Sure enough, what Qingque said is true."

Qingque was praised and smiled very happily. "My little green bird smiles like a flower." Grandpa took a snow-white cloth towel to wipe the corners of her mouth and said with emotion.

Brother Yu was originally very gentle. Recently, he ran wildly with Zhang Hu and Qingque a few times, and became more lively. He said euphemistically: "Grandpa, the little Qingque is not like a flower, but like a flower bone. Little flower buds It is in bud, more delicate and beautiful."

Great-grandfather was delighted, "Brother Yu's words are reasonable." Sister Qi looked at Qing Que carefully and agreed with Brother Yu, "My brother observes meticulously and has a good eye." His face was flushed with praise, reflecting the raging fire, which was very interesting.

Qing Que snuggled up to Grandpa and ate the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, feeling sweet in his heart.The beautiful and cute little face is full of satisfaction and happiness.

The days of Yang Ji are calm and soothing, peaceful and warm.

For Qingque's food and clothing, Yingniang brought her property continuously.Ningguo Duke's Mansion even delivered all kinds of goods one after another, from silk and satin to daily necessities.

Letters from the British government often come, often sending the most fashionable toys and accessories in the capital, all kinds of fun and interesting things, Yu Geer, Qi Jieer, Qing Que, the three children, everyone has a share.

Every time the second young lady saw gifts from the British government, she was not very happy.When thinking of the British government, and of the son-in-law of the British government, you will think of what Yang Ge said, "Qing Que is still young, so don't worry."

"Second young mistress, a letter from the capital." The maid bowed her knees respectfully and presented a delicate letter.The second young lady opened the letter without emotion, and took out the five-color flower paper with a faint fragrance.

This newly recognized cousin is really too virtuous and generous!The second young lady looked at the letter, shook her head and smiled.I don't know what her plan is, she wants to bring Qing Que back to Duke Ning's mansion, is it really interesting to see a girl from a concubine in front of her?
The second young lady was bored living in the countryside, and became narrow-minded.She picked up the pen and wrote a reply letter in elegant and elegant hairpin lowercase letters, vividly describing Yang Ge's concern for Qingque.Maybe he felt that this was not enough, so he specifically mentioned the favor of the British princess to Qingque.After writing the letter, the second young lady carefully examined it, smiled with satisfaction, and ordered someone to send it away.

Before I knew it, it was the late spring of the 14th year of Chenghua.

The vegetation is green and the flowers fade to red.Mr. Yang Ge sat leisurely in front of the table in his study, holding a freshly brewed Lushan Yunwu, which was green in color, clear in soup, and fragrant like orchids.On the other side of the study, Brother Yu, Sister Qi, and Qing Que concentrated on practicing calligraphy without distraction.

Old Yang Ge drank a cup of tea slowly, then casually flipped through the letters and residence newspapers on the table.Although he has become an official and returned to his hometown, the mansion reports are sent by the yamen every day, which is a must-see.I also opened and read the letters with many colleagues, colleagues, and friends of the same age, and did not pretend to be others.

"...My brother is old and can't bear to live in the wilderness for a long time. I have already begged for bones and will return to Beijing soon... I have been busy all my life, I am ashamed and ashamed... My granddaughter Shi Xue has a daughter who is just over one year old. She is cunning and gratifying. My brother loves me more than my life..."

Elder Yang Ge was silent for a while, looking with pity at the little girl who was concentrating on writing.Qingque, poor child, your mother remarried and gave birth to a little daughter, who is your great-grandfather's sweetheart.Qingque, your great-grandfather didn't know that there was another you in this world.

After the three children practiced calligraphy, Mr. Yang Ge looked at it carefully, smiled and told Mimi, "Go out and play." Qing Que took the lead in flattering, "Grandfather is the best, he is the most understanding child!" Brother Yu and Qi Sister-er also thanked Grandpa with a smile, and ran out cheering after Qing Que.

After the children had left, Yang Ge ordered someone to call Yingniang, and asked gently, "What is your young lady's plan when she returns to her hometown? I don't care about anything else, don't make Qing Que sad."

When Qi Yu returned to Beijing from Yunnan, he would pass by Xiayi, return to the Qi family's old house, and pay homage to Qi Baoshan and his wife, the dragon and tiger generals under the Nine Springs.

After Deng Qi came, Qing Que was depressed for many days.When Qi Yu comes back, he can't repeat the same mistakes and hurt the child again.She is only a little bit old, how can she not be able to fight like this.

Yingniang lowered her head, her expression was gloomy, "Miss will not see Qingque when she returns home."

Elder Yang Ge was silent for a moment, and briefly ordered, "You must not let Qingque know, keep it a secret." Yingniang bowed her knees deeply, and respectfully agreed, "Yes, my lord."

In the days that followed, Yingniang was unusually obedient and considerate to Qing Que, no matter how naughty Qing Que was, she always smiled gently and coaxed Qing Que patiently.Qingque's pigtails were up to the sky, and she would play with Yingniang every night when she got out of bed, and didn't fall asleep until she was really sleepy.

Gradually, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.If Qing Que couldn't sleep at night, Ying Niang would sit beside her and fan her without any sign of boredom.Qing Que fell asleep, she would stare at Qing Que for a long time, her eyes were as gentle as water.

When it was midsummer, Yang Ge used the excuse that the weather was hot and he was afraid of heatstroke, so he didn't allow Qingque to go out to play at will.I thought that the restless Qing Que must have something plausible to say, but she smiled and agreed, "Grandpa loves me the most, and it's all for my own good. I'll listen to Grandpa." The small appearance made my grandfather's heart melt.

Qingque, your great-grandfather has already returned to Beijing slowly, and your mother returned to Huiting with her current husband and children.Good boy, be obedient, you don't have to run around for a while, if you accidentally meet... Son, my great-grandpa is afraid of you and can't bear it.

Since it is doomed not to be reunited, we will see each other as if we don't see each other.

"Grandpa, why do people get sleepy so easily in summer?" Qing Que sat with Grandpa in the study, opened her small mouth, and yawned repeatedly.

"Little Qingque is sleepy?" Grandpa felt very distressed, and hurriedly ordered someone to call Nanny Lin, "Take the child back to the room to rest, be quiet, and don't disturb her." Nanny Lin hurriedly agreed, holding Take Qingque back and send her to bed.

Yingniang went back to Qi's old house for something, and Nanny Lin was busy with housework.Qing Que was sleeping soundly inside, and the two little girls outside were doing needlework while listening to the movement inside.

"Still asleep." The two little girls lifted the curtain a few times and saw the little green sparrow asleep under the glistening green curtain. They smiled at each other and continued to bury themselves in their needlework.

When it was dark, Yang Ge asked Mother Lin to call Qing Que over and have dinner together.Nanny Lin agreed and came over in person before entering the outer room. The two little girls hurriedly stood up and said with a smile, "They are still asleep, they have never woken up." Nanny Lin frowned slightly, why did she sleep so deeply today ?I slept too much during the day and couldn't sleep at night, but what to do.

Nanny Lin lifted the gauze curtain, patted the sleeping little man with a smile, "Qing Que, don't sleep anymore. Get up quickly, and have dinner with the master with your brother Yu and sister Qi."

There was no response at all.

Mother Lin suddenly felt that something was wrong, she panicked, and hurriedly lifted off the thin quilt.I saw only a long pillow lying alone in the thin quilt, where is there a figure of a blue bird?
blue sparrow!blue sparrow!You naughty boy, where have you been?

Nanny Lin, who always paid attention to demeanor, stumbled and ran to the study in a panic.

Qi's old house.A little girl with picturesque features climbed up the wall cleverly along a long poplar tree and looked down.In the midsummer season, the weather was hot, and a beautiful young woman in lotus-colored silk summer blouse was sitting in the yard. Beside the young woman was a little doll carved in pink and jade, walking back and forth. The mother and daughter were enjoying the cool leisurely.

"She looks so pretty, like a fairy." The little girl on the wall secretly looked at the young woman, full of admiration in her heart.Her pair of bright apricot eyes are more dazzling than the summer night starry sky, and the way she looks at the little doll is so gentle and amiable.

The little doll can walk, but it's still not walking steadily, which makes people suspenseful.The young woman smiled and shook the beauty fan, and stretched out her slender hands to support the little doll from time to time.The little doll raised her face to the young woman Le, showing a few white teeth, very cute.

"Shameless little Ayang, drooling again." The young woman looked at the little baby with a smile, took out a light green handkerchief, and gently wiped the little baby's saliva.Her hands were very white and soft, and she must have died of happiness when she wiped her saliva.The little girl on the wall saw it and wanted to drool too.

Probably the Qi family's old house has been in disrepair for a long time, and the walls are no longer strong. Although the little girl has been careful, there are still loose and broken tiles falling down.A crisp voice sounded, and the young woman turned her head to look over, met the little girl's eyes inadvertently, and froze.

The eyes are as clear as stream water, pure and bright, innocent and innocent.The young woman looked at the little girl lying on the wall with fascination, her mind was agitated, and she was inexplicably moved.This little face is so immature, so touching, it's exactly the same as in my soul dream!
"Qingque, you are little Qingque." The young woman murmured.The little girl on the wall saw her soft eyes, murmured, her little heart was extremely satisfied, she wanted to cry, but she tried her best to hold back—who would like a child who loves to cry, Qingque, don’t cry, she won’t like you of.

The little girl lying on the top of the wall ordered herself hard, restrained herself, looked at the young woman eagerly, and did not shed tears.

The little doll staggered as she walked, her body was crooked, and she almost fell down.The young woman came back to her senses, stretched out her hand to support her, and reprimanded softly, "Little Ayang, you are careless again!" The little baby grinned at her and continued to wander around the ground.

A kind-looking middle-aged woman came in from the courtyard, and the young woman smiled and said, "Nurse, take Sister Yang to play for a while." The middle-aged woman smiled and agreed, "Yes, my good lady." Squatting down, Happily playing with the little doll.

(End of this chapter)