Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 187
Aunt Xiao pulled La Su'e and smiled obsequiously: "If the general doesn't like my Feng Jin, you can also take a look at Su'e. This child will serve others in the mansion. I think he will be able to serve the general well, lest Feng Jin do something wrong. It made the general angry."

This Aunt Xiao spoke very beautifully, and she always thought of Su Fengjin, but in her heart, there was another scene.

Su Fengjin thought, some people and some things don't have surnames, and she is only interested for a while, and it's just a profit. If one day loses that profit, I'm afraid her attitude will change drastically, not to mention Xue It's a gift to donate carbon, and it's a favor not to add insult to injury.

Su Fengjin has spent many days with Aunt Xiao, and she has a clear understanding of Aunt Xiao's temperament, but once a person puts on a mask, it is difficult to remove the mask from his face after a long time.

The gloomy sky outside the window began to snow, and the heavy snow made the whole Chang'an city into a vast expanse of whiteness. You couldn't see the way forward, nor could you see the future clearly. The voice was so dark that it was almost buried in the gust of wind and snow, and together with the wind, it disturbed the few sparse plum trees in the corner of the courtyard.

The winter plum tree was almost dug up the night before, and now several pits on the ground are covered with snow, revealing a slightly raised hillock, and the few plum blossoms lined up the gray and empty wall On the outside, it adds a bit of quiet and elegant feeling of deep courtyard cold plum and late night cold.

Zhan Qingcheng looked at his empty hand, felt lost, and smiled coyly: "What do you think of Jin'er?"

Su Fengjin got up, walked to the half-open window, and said indifferently: "Why did the general throw such a question to me?"

"Anji, see off the guests." Zhan Qingcheng got up, approached Su Fengjin, and ordered Xiao Ranxin and the two to chase away the guests.

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes, and rested her hands on the window lattice, the strength was so great that the bones of her hands turned white.

Aunt Xiao didn't dare to disobey Zhan Qingcheng's wishes, so she had to lead Su'e outside.

Zhan Qingcheng was in her hands, and his voice was low and low: "The wind is so strong, be careful not to catch a cold."

Su Fengjin withdrew her hand and looked at him strangely: "General, please come back."

An Ji sent Xiao Ranxin and the two out, turned back, and said in a low voice: "Master, Second Miss Qing is still in the palace, and a letter has been sent by someone at this moment, so I asked Master to pick it up. "

Zhan Qingcheng was startled: "What? She entered the palace with me?"

The corner of Anji's mouth twitched: "It stands to reason that the second young miss Qing was originally the daughter of a criminal minister, so she was not allowed to enter the palace. It's just that she was not going to marry into the general's palace, so the empress appointed her to enter the palace as the general's wife."

Hearing this explanation, Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Su Fengjin quietly, seeing her face getting more and more gloomy, he suddenly had a headache: "I forgot, you just pick it up yourself, the general has important things to deal with."

An Ji hurriedly responded, and said: "The old lady sent you there."

Zhan Qingcheng nodded: "En."

After Anji retreated, Su Fengjin stretched out her hand to close the window, sat on the soft bed, held her embroidered pieces and continued to work, and completely ignored Zhan Qingcheng, whose tall body swayed halfway in the east room Noisy, going back and forth for a while, but in the end it only made me feel uncomfortable inside and out.

"Jin'er..."

Su Fengjin ignored it, Zhan Qingcheng clenched his fists, and finally left the East House.

After Zhan Qingcheng left the East House, he went to the Indus Courtyard. The old lady had been smoking the cigarette more frequently recently, and she looked much more energetic. Zhiyu was waiting on her side. Putting on his blessing, he covered the old lady tightly with the blanket.

Except for the scorching summer, the charcoal fire in Wutong courtyard is rarely broken throughout the year. Now it is probably because there is a happy event in the mansion, so it looks a little better. It was just a slightly squeezed pipe before. The son is even more inseparable now.

She lay on the bed of crabapple flowers, took a puff of a cigarette, her eyes were lazy and dignified in the smog, and a red horse-faced skirt made her even more majestic. She was also a very beautiful person, only these Years of loneliness and bitterness seemed haggard, but at this moment, his eyes looked at Zhan Qingcheng, shining brightly.

"I'll ask the master in the Taoist temple to decide about your marriage with Ruyu. After half a month, it will be an auspicious day. If it can be done, the whole family can be reconciled in one fell swoop. It's just that she still has the period of filial piety. It's really sad." The old lady knocked on the pipe, and sat upright with the support of Ya Zhu, with a joyous expression rarely seen in the past few years.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't have the heart to understand this, so he just sent it off: "Mother is the one who decides."

"Then the filial piety period... at least it will be kept for 49 days..." Seeing that his attitude changed drastically, the old lady thought that she couldn't wait any longer and was very annoyed.

"Mother has lost a lot of weight recently." Zhan Qingcheng changed the subject.

The old lady's brows darkened a little, and she sighed: "It will be your father's death day in a few days, and you should also prepare for it. When you leave, you will have a sacrifice before leaving."

Zhan Qingcheng stared down at the delicate and elegant brick flowers on the ground and said calmly: "I will let my mother order the servants to do the sacrifice."

The war eagle was once a belief in the military camp. After the war eagle went away, the soldiers in the army mourned. Zhan Qingcheng did not carry the coffin back to Chang'an, but used the method of mourning soldiers to win the Northern Jin Dynasty. It's not that he is unfeeling, he is just too sensible, so that he has only cared about one person, Gong Fengjin, for so many years.

The old lady took a puff of cigarette, handed the pipe to Zhiyu, and her eyes wandered: "You have no objection, so it will be convenient for Wei Ya to get married that day. After counting, there is still more than half a month left, and everything in the house can be sorted out." .”

Zhan Qingcheng remained silent and sat for a while before getting up to leave.

Due to the will of the old lady, the Zhan Mansion has already started to discuss the wedding in half a month. Zhan Qingcheng has been staying in the barracks outside the city since that day, and rarely returns to the Zhan Mansion.

The bright red silk and satin outside made the general's mansion red and festive, against the white snow, the contrast of red and white was very festive.

Recently, Qing Ruyu and Lan Xin have been staying in the old lady's courtyard to serve, coaxing the old lady into high spirits. In this cold and twelfth lunar month, she actually went outside to enjoy the Qinhuai River. That Qing Ruyu coaxed out the girl's heart.

Early in the morning, the old lady left the mansion with Lan Xin and Qing Ruyu, followed dozens of people inside and out, and invited some ladies from all over the world to go together.

Chunya ran back from outside, and babbled dissatisfiedly: "In a few days, that Qing Ruyu will marry into the mansion, you see how she and the Westinghouse coaxed the old lady into what she is, you Not learning anything."

Seeing that she was silent and only knew how to read, Chunya said angrily: "Zuo is just from a small county town, and can read a few big characters. There is no one else here, so I don't think you should pretend."

Wanzhu took the teacup into the room, and said angrily: "My lady is the master, why do you, a servant, accuse the sky of my lady? If you care about the people over there, you can just go, there is no one here to stop you." looking at you!"

Chunya snorted, grabbed some clothes and went out.

Su Fengjin was silent for a while, put down the book, and said to Wanzhu: "Let's go out of the house for a walk."

Wanzhu smiled happily: "Miss, you finally want to go out for a walk, I am afraid that you will be bored. I heard that Yiqiu sent someone over earlier, and said that Xuehai Pavilion is holding a poetry banquet. Go and see?"

Su Fengjin looked at Wanzhu, with a rare smile in his eyes: "Change clothes."

After half a cup of tea, there was a young gentleman in elegant clothes on the bustling and crowded streets of Chang'an City.

The young man has a thin face, wearing a cloak embroidered with green bamboo, he looks very petite in the crowd, looking at people from a distance, he looks like a delicate and thin young man, about fifteen years old, with a dumbfounded man beside him His little attendant holds the beads.

The streets of Chang'an City are rarely crowded, and there are even more people when the lights are dim like this. From a distance, the lights are flickering and people are crowded, and there is an endless stream of laughter and laughter.

In this long black-clothed alley, it is extremely difficult for a carriage to squeeze through.

The Xuehai Pavilion is located in Wuyi Lane, with the peach blossom forest in the east and the Qinhuai River in the west. It really occupies most of the elegant environment.

There is a pair of horizontal characters hanging on the door of Xuehai Pavilion, if you want to enter the pavilion, you must first answer a sentence, if you can match, you can enter, if you can't match, you can only return with regret.

Wanzhu and Su Fengjin managed to push away the crowd, and from a distance, they saw a long line of people entering Haige, but very few people went in.

Song Renyi, who was sitting on the second floor of Xuehai Pavilion, held an autumn fan, pointed to the deflection corner under the lamp, and raised his eyebrows: "Lord Yun, look, everyone who comes from that corner seems to be They all entered Xuehai Pavilion."

Yun Yi glanced up and raised his eyebrows, there was a thin young man standing in a dark alley, the little servant beside her was collecting money, and she herself was saying something to those literati , Those people come back to Xuehai Pavilion again, and they can enter the pavilion as soon as they read the poem.

After going back and forth like this for half an hour, the heavy snow made Su Fengjin shiver. Someone stood in front of her with a deep and powerful voice: "How much?"

Wanzhu counted the silver coins and said: "One tael of silver, my lord... will..."

Su Fengjin's eyes moved over the silver and landed on Zhan Qingcheng's face, her heart skipped a beat, pretending to be calm: "Young master, do you want to make a couplet?"

Zhan Qingcheng's gloomy eyes stared at her quietly, a dignified man from the general's mansion actually came here to help others cheat, he had a lovesickness in the barracks for half a month, she was lucky, life was really good.

"Ah."

"The next couplet is Luan Jiusheng, Feng Jiusheng, Jiujiu 81." She stretched out her hand, intending to collect the money.

Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows deliberately to find fault: "How do I know if yours and mine are the same as those given to others?"

This couplet to Xuehai Pavilion is really wonderful!Zhan Qingcheng couldn't help saying hello to her in his heart!With such talent and learning, I don't know why the pearl was covered in dust before?If Qing Ruyu is the number one talented woman, then what is Su Fengjin today?
The people in the back row got a little annoyed: "I said son, do you want it or not? If you don't want it, I can use it. If it is later, the wine fight will start."

(End of this chapter)