my wife is queen

Chapter 85
When it was Huangmei, there was a sudden drizzle last night, and drops of water fell from the Xieshan-style eaves of the double-eaved ridge beast, and fell outside the green and green painted corridors. Everything in the pavilions and courtyards is fresh and pleasant.

It was misty and rainy, so Li Mian didn't sit in the study room in the east corner, admiring the scenery and reading, spending his time.

He walked to the shore of Shichahai through the relatively narrow black-painted back door. Standing on a bluestone, he looked at the rippling lake surface, and a layer of water vapor and haze gradually rose.

Li Mian tied up the hem of the Ning silk round-neck robe, bent down, and put down the Qinglan Kiln pot that he had been holding in his hand.

Putting it in the gap between pieces of bluestone, he loosened his hands and took out a small shovel from the wide mouth.

Holding a small shovel, he lifted up the sleeves of his Ning silk round-neck robe, and began to dig up soil by the Shichahai Lake.

During this period of time, the pheasant slave who has not been with my uncle for a long time has been depressed for many days, listless all day long, and has no energy at all.

Hongqiao sent her the usual favorite candied fruit, but it still didn't work at all, and it still didn't make her happy.

The pheasant slave's heart was empty all day long, sitting beside the mahogany half-moon table, with his face resting on his white and tender palms, staring at the uncle's bed, in a daze.

From time to time, he would bite hard on the candied fruit in his mouth, apparently mistaking the candied fruit for Sun Chuanting and killing the person who abducted my uncle.

The pheasant slave stood beside Li Mian, holding a lady's oiled paper umbrella in his hand, lifted the toe of the embroidered shoe, and held it on top of the uncle's head.

The rain fell on the ladies' oiled paper umbrellas, making a "tick-tick" sound, which was very pleasant.

The pheasant slave's eyes stared at the son-in-law who had changed his mind, and gradually turned into crescent moons. His loss of appetite was cured without taking any medicine stones.

She stretched out her little hand and took out a candied fruit, put it in her little mouth, and ate it sweetly.

Sweet-tasting candied fruit, back to what it used to be.

"Grandpa~~"

The pheasant slave shouted cautiously, hesitated to speak, bit the candied fruit hard with his white teeth, and still said what was in his heart: "When my uncle goes to the grass yard again, can you bring the servant with you? The servant is not because you want to Grandpa, I'm just worried that you won't be able to eat or sleep well if you don't have a maid to serve you."

Every time I go to the Caochangyuan, I come back before dark. I have never eaten in the Caochangyuan, let alone slept in the Caochangyuan.

Li Mian stopped the shovel digging the soil, looked back at the pheasant slave, and couldn't help but laugh.

Where is the little girl talking about uncle, she is clearly talking about herself.

Li Mian nodded: "Well, I don't need to go in the future."

"Really?"

The voice of the pheasant slave suddenly increased a lot, and he said in surprise: "Young master can't deceive slaves, right? My young master is a scholar who can't count his words. When he was in the palace, sister Hongqiao said that liars will rot the corners of their mouths." , Bah, bah, bah, how can my uncle rotten the corners of his mouth, the servants are saying, my uncle is not allowed to leave the servants alone in the future."

Li Mian came to the Shichahai Lake in the rain just to make the pheasant slaves happy. He picked up a shovel and added soil to the Qinglan kiln flower pot again: "In order to make amends for my pheasant slaves, I personally dug some richer soil and planted it. A pot of kumquats."

When the pheasant slave heard the word kumquat, he almost wanted to cheer. He didn't know what to think of, and suddenly lowered his head with a double-ringed bun: "My lord will not dislike the slave girl who eats too much. The slave girl heard from Yunniang that ordinary people's homes I don't like ladies who eat too much, saying it's a waste of money, and if they eat too much, they will be disgusted..."

The pheasant slave hadn't finished speaking, his face turned red instantly, and he didn't say the next bunch of words.

She took a peek at Li Mian, and then looked at Qingshi again. The embroidered shoes kicked the green grass in the gap between the bluestones, and her voice was like a mosquito: "I didn't mean to say a lady, I just... just..."

In the middle of the sentence, the pheasant slave didn't know how to explain it, and was so cute that he couldn't speak.

Li Mian first put the small shovel in the wide mouth, picked up the Qinglan kiln flowerpot with one hand, and reached out with the other hand to take the lady's oiled paper umbrella.

The pheasant slave stood by the side and lifted it for a long time. The lotus root arm should have been tired long ago. In order to prevent my uncle from getting wet, he kept holding on.

When Li Mian took over the lady's oiled paper umbrella, he also handed over the blue kiln flower pot in his hand to the pheasant slave, letting her hold it in his arms.

Li Mian walked in front holding a lady's oiled paper umbrella.

The pheasant slave followed behind with the blue kiln flowerpot in his arms.

There are two masters and servants, one in front and one behind.

Walk along the lake.

"It's really like an ink painting."

Sun Chuanting sighed, and his impatience gradually calmed down. He stopped and stood by the lake, admiring the beautiful scenery like an ink painting.

He learned that Emperor Jiazhen was involved in the matter of Caochangyuan, and immediately went to visit Li Mian near Shichahai from the side of grandson and Yuan Gong, and explained the pros and cons of it clearly.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw Li Mianzhi, his master and servant, by the Shichahai Lake, walking towards the mansion along Shichahai.

The scene where the two came one after the other was filled with a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, which made him unable to bear to be disturbed.

"Brother grandson?"

Li Mian still saw Sun Chuanting standing near the back door. Not long after the two separated, he hurried over.

There should be an important matter to discuss, and nine out of ten it is because of the matter of Caochangyuan.

Li Mian stuffed the lady's oiled paper umbrella back into the hand of the pheasant slave, and rubbed her double-ringed bun head: "You go back first, I will chat with Brother Sun, and then I will go back and help you plant kumquats."

The pheasant slave pursed his lips and left unwillingly. When he passed by Sun Chuanting, he hummed intentionally and loudly.

He expressed his dissatisfaction in his heart, and hoped that Sun Chuanting could understand one thing.

She doesn't want to see him anymore.

Sun Chuanting was taken aback for a moment, but then felt it was very interesting, and couldn't help laughing: "How many officials and gentry in the capital want to curry favor with Sun, but they will only get cold eyes and won't take a second look. Your personal maid It's a good thing, but it's really interesting to see Sun Mou."

Li Mian smiled, and walked into the nearby octagonal gazebo together: "Brother Sun must have heard some news about the Caochangyuan when you came here today. It should be Sun Gong and Yuan Gong who told you to come here in a hurry. Say something. Tell me, say what you want, what happened."

Sun Chuanting put his eyes away from the pheasant slave, turned his face, and said solemnly: "The matter of Caochangyuan involves His Majesty, no wonder it has been a long time, and the various yamen in the capital have not seen any actions. It turned out that we were waiting for us to offend His Majesty and be punished by His Majesty."

Anything involving Emperor Jiazhen would become a top priority, not to mention that Sun Chuanting also mentioned a word of anger in this sentence.

In Sun Chuanting's expectation, after hearing this sentence, Li Mian would instantly become nervous and even sweat on his forehead.

Li Mian just nodded lightly: "It has been expected for a long time."

(End of this chapter)