After being a widow, the empress dowager was favored by the powerful ministers

Chapter 9 Take Care, Mr. Pei

At that time, she and Bao Dai also followed suit for half a month.

It was my own handwriting, written at that time, I really couldn't stand it.

At that time, she also received a copybook from someone who didn't know, and practiced for a long time before she looked decent.

Even now, that copybook is still there.

Time flies, so many years have passed.

In retrospect, Sheng Baoling really liked the feeling of sitting quietly listening to the speech of old scholar Qin on the stage.

As if all of a sudden, he returned to the days when he was in the Sheng Mansion before he entered the palace.

She couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, and the arc rose slightly, rippling away.

This scene fell into the eyes of the two people who were all focused on Sheng Baoling. Their thoughts and eyes were different.

Sheng Baoling himself didn't notice it, he had been listening to the old scholar Qin, and his expression was serious.

The time outside the palace seemed to pass extremely quickly.

Pei Ci called the carriage, and when he sent Sheng Baoling away, his voice was soft and indifferent, as if he asked inadvertently, "Madam, what do you think the old pedantic Qin is doing today?"

Although Pei Ci's question was sudden, it was not a difficult question to answer.

Although there was a distance of one person between them, Sheng Baoling still heard the truth.

She lowered her eyes and smiled, and said without thinking, "Of course the speech is very good. If it's not that it's time to go back to the palace, I would like to listen to it for a while."

"Mr. Qin has a lot of pedantry and knowledge, and my mother cooperates with the officials to handle political affairs. If you come to listen to it often, it will be a good thing."

When Pei Ci said this, Sheng Baoling looked at him with a little surprise, but he didn't expect him to say that.

Originally thought that at a young age, he was already in the position of prime minister, and Pei Ci should be a relatively old-fashioned person. If an ordinary person like himself knew about it and went out of the palace, he would definitely warn him.

But Pei Ci in front of him said something about the benefits of listening to the lectures of old scholar Qin.

Can not help but make people feel surprised.

Sheng Baoling's eyes lingered on him for a long time, and at this moment, he found that Pei Ci's face turned slightly pale, and his eyes were tired, as if he had not had a good rest and his condition worsened.

She guessed that it was probably because she was busy with business last night that she didn't have a good rest.

Sheng Baoling nodded slightly, and he had a little affection for Pei Ci in his eyes, but he didn't refuse.

"Thank you, Mr. Pei, if Mr. Pei does not feel disturbed."

"Gentlemen." Pei Ci saluted respectfully and sent Sheng Baoling to the carriage.

"Master Pei, take care."

Sheng Baoling's voice came from the carriage, and was carried to Pei Ci's ears by a timely breeze.

Slightly blowing the curtain of the carriage window, he caught a glimpse of the woman in the carriage pretending to be a man, with a pretty fair side face, as if she lowered her eyes and smiled.

The interest seems to be better than the last time they met in the palace and in the Sheng Mansion.

It wasn't until the carriage drove away from the back door of Pei's mansion that Pei Ci turned around, walked inside, and bumped into Shen Cong'an, the son of Weiyuan Hou's mansion who was standing there watching from a distance.

Shen Cong'an leaned against the wall halfway, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at it. There was a smile in his frivolous eyes, but more doubts.

"When did you get so familiar with Sheng Lang from the Sheng family?"

Looking at that Sheng Lang, he should have just returned to Bianjing not long ago, why did he leave, and Pei Ci returned the carriage to see him off?
In the past, even if I hurt my hand, I never received such treatment.

How could Sheng Lang receive such courtesy from Pei Ci?

Pei Ci's footsteps paused. Judging from the distance Shen Cong'an was standing at, he obviously couldn't hear the conversation between himself and Sheng Baoling just now.

"Ziyang is his elder brother, he should take care of him."

Shen Cong'an rubbed his chin, thought about it, but it was true, Pei Ci and Sheng Gong had a good friendship, and because of their friendship with Sheng Gong, he should really take care of Sheng Lang.

What's more, this Sheng Lang looks like a little girl, extremely fragile.

The Sheng family is some distance away from Pei's residence, it would be inappropriate for people to walk back like this.

Shen Conan pulled away from his thoughts, raised his hand and wanted to pat Pei Ci on the shoulder, "Xuan Jin, it's still you."

He raised his hand, but it was empty, and disappeared in the wind without saying a word.

Pei Ci didn't know when he walked away, and now, he couldn't even see anyone.

Shen Conan withdrew his awkward hand in mid-air, looked around subconsciously, and was relieved when he saw that there was no one around.

You can't let people see the embarrassing scene just now, otherwise, how can Shen Cong'an gain a foothold in Pei's mansion in the future?

Shaking the folding fan in his hand, he walked lazily back to the school, intending to pack up his things and leave.

But as soon as he returned to the school, he heard arguing in a low voice next to him.

It was the concubine's second daughter of the Pei family who had a quarrel with the cousin girl, and it seemed that it was because of a broken inkstone.

During the quarrel, both of them were red-faced, and no one would forgive.

Shen Conan took out two silver hairpins from his bookcase, and waved them in front of the two girls as if by magic.

"Sister Hua'er, Sister Qing'er, do you like it?"

The two girls stopped arguing, the cousin Pei Hua shyly bowed and thanked, "Thank you, Brother Yuan Rang."

One of them picked out a hairpin, and with a happy face, he ordered the servant girl to leave with the bookcase in her arms.

After the two girls left, Shen Cong'an looked at Pei Ci's younger sister, Pei Wan, who was sitting in the back.

Today, she never looked at herself.

Shen Conan took out a wooden box from his pocket and opened it, only to see a delicate silver hairpin inside, and put it in front of Pei Wan, "Sister Wan'er, do you like it?"

There was a little smile in those frivolous eyes.

Pei Wan glanced at the silver hairpin, except for the addition of a wooden box, it looked no different from the two just now.

"Brother Yuan Rang is really kind-hearted. When someone else picks out the leftover hairpins, I still have the good fortune to look at them twice."

Her voice was lukewarm, while she was talking, she put the book into the bookcase, got up and was about to leave.

Shen Cong'an grabbed the bookcase, "Sister Wan'er is reasonable, I put all the hairpins in the box, why did someone else pick the rest?"

"Listening to this, it really makes my brother feel wronged and uncomfortable."

Pei Wan was holding the bookcase, trying to break free from Shen Cong'an's hand on the bookcase, but seeing that he didn't let go, the energy came up all of a sudden,

"Since you think I'm making trouble for no reason, why bother to come to me to make people unhappy, just go find a sister who is as docile as Hua'er Qing'er, who can make people feel happy when she speaks."

While glaring at Shen Cong'an, Pei Wan was most annoyed to see his expression of incongruous laughter, stepped on him, pulled the bookcase forcefully, and led the maid who was waiting outside the door away.

Shen Cong'an gritted his teeth in pain, almost holding his feet and screaming in pain, so he sat down beside him, cursing in his heart.

A few days ago, I also said that I like the new hairpin from Jinbaozhai, how can I be like this today?
How can this woman change her face when she changes her face?

(End of this chapter)