box of hearts

Chapter 47: Welcome the Cyclamen (12)
Zhao Hua heard that her long eyes were rounded, and she tilted her head and said, "What's good about her?" A small phoenix hairpin with lace on her temples was shiny.

"Go, you little yellow-haired hooves are here to join in the fun." Xiangxia took a bite of the candied haws in her hand, and the sugar slag smeared all over her mouth. In one place, they all said that they were going to stay. I poured some sweat medicine into the tea for the old man 'Nuhide Candy' to drink, and kept the young and strong Master Sun to work together. As a result, this morning, the old man woke up Come and ask me: 'Hey, why can't I remember anything yesterday, and fell asleep so deeply?'"

The girls laughed together, Zhaohua blushed quietly, touched a pair of bright gold chrysanthemum earrings and looked away.Suddenly, he looked straight ahead and stretched out his finger, "Mom! Mom is here!"

As expected, Cao Wang'er led several nurses to break away from the crowd to clear the way for the second sister amidst the rolling carriages and horses.Here, I hurriedly divided up a few bunches of candied haws with small mouthfuls, raised my hands and waved them up without chewing, "Mom! Here! Mom!"

Once reunited, Second Sister Duan led all her daughters to Furen Temple.When I met a familiar madam, the second sister greeted me with a smile, "Sixth sister, will you sit with me tomorrow? Hey, is this a new young lady? Congratulations, you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life." It's gone." There were quite a few disciples rushing to Duan's class, whistling and applauding, and the second sister only waved the hard red handkerchief in her hand, "Huai Ya Tang in Huaihua Hutong, you will show me your face someday." When I met a Squeezing next to someone who insisted on eating tofu, the second sister immediately turned her face, and slapped the person away, "Where did the road come from? My Huai Ya Tang is 'talking and laughing, there is no white man', you next time Be a decent person and slap the money on the table first, I will also offer you a cup of fragrant tea, old lady, if you don’t have any money, you want to take advantage of it for nothing, and get away with your ass as soon as possible!"

After finally arriving at the gate of the temple, more than a dozen large lotus lanterns illuminate the hall as if it were daytime. On the altar, Mrs. Huarui has two flowers on her head, her two strands are curved, and her lotus hook is looking at the pink and white flowers under the altar. Dark green beauties.Second sister Duan invited three pillars of high incense for everyone, and after she bowed first, she asked the girls to worship one by one.

Qingtian waited until the end to come forward, he didn't know what to wish.She knelt down on the soft futon, and suddenly remembered two poems by Mrs. Huarui: When the cherries are ripening in March, the wife invites you to look at the red branches.Go back and ask for the golden bullet, hide around the tree and beat the bird [10].As described in the poem, it was the day when he crowned the six palaces and enjoyed endless tours, and peonies and red gardenias were planted everywhere.Unexpectedly, with the passing of the west wind, once the country is broken, I can only sing in front of the enemy: the flag is lowered on the king's city, and the concubine will know it in the deep palace. 14 people were disarmed, and none of them was a man [11].Although he stooped to serve the new lord, he secretly hung up the portrait of his old husband Meng Chang to worship day and night, and was bumped into by Taizu one day, so he had to prevaricate and say that he was an immortal who gave away his son.Qingtian forgot Mrs. Huarui's fate, in short, she was killed by someone, Yushan fell, and Luo Qun was stained with blood.But she was always envious of her.When she was forced to have sex, she always had an old friend to read, and after half her life, someone would kill her.And who should she be thinking about now?Besides herself, who else would be willing to kill her with a single blow?
Qingtian felt paradoxical, she could be despised by anyone and cut to pieces for Qiao Yunze, but the one who underestimated her and cut her was Qiao Yunze himself, but she could no longer allow herself to be cut by the knife.In the name of self-esteem, she must live a good life, even if her self-esteem is only the top among the bitches who have no self-esteem at all.

Perhaps because of thinking of Mrs. Huarui and her kings, Qing Tian suddenly saw the appearance of the regent Qi She, when he stared at her, his sincere and sincere eyes.Qingtian smiled slightly, laughing at his absurdity.He is the prince of his country who has power all over the world, so what has he to do with such a humble plaything like her?I was just depressed in my heart, thinking about it, but I couldn't think of anything to pray for myself, and finally I just said silently: "Madame bless my mother in good health, and bless my sisters to have a good home."

She stood up and inserted the incense into the big copper stove under the god's flag, and immediately there were chattering and laughing voices in her ears: "My sister has knelt down for so long, I think even the future son-in-law has a few hairs to the madam. Have you asked for it?"

Qingtian took a betel nut from the golden cardamom box at his waist and put it in his mouth, led everyone out of the hall, spat out a mouthful of red velvet on the tip of his tongue, "I counted all your names to Madam, begging me to marry you in the future I've got you all brought in to be concubines, and you'll be punished every day on your knees."

The girls laughed and begged her for some purple gold ingots and chewed them, while Second Sister Duan hurriedly yelled after her: "Hush your voice, Qingtian, you stinky girl, don't spit indiscriminately. Wrap it in a handkerchief and take it back with you." Throw it, there are no rules in front of Madam!..."

8.
After the pilgrimage, the group of Shu scattered and went to their respective wine bureaus.

The note that Qingtian responded to on this day was also an old guest of Huaiyatang: Minister of Rites, Zhu Yiqing.What Zhu Yiqing has always been doing is Xizhu, and since Xizhu died, he has naturally changed to Qingtian.But he never had fun in the account of the waiter, but sometimes he summoned you to drink, so Qingtian was also willing to entertain him.The [-]th night banquet was held on the cruise ship in Qingchi in the villa of the Zhu family. The guests included a Mr. Zhang, a Mr. Meng, and two Mr. Li. They were all from the Western Party. Qing Tian had never seen her before. But they are all familiar.The two Li lords each called Bao Liuniang from Yuhualou and another young lady, and Meng lord called Die Xian. Zhang lord was already a little old, so he just refused to call him, and then Meng lord called him "Die Xian". "Recommendation note", wrote a game ticket and sent it to the Liufu class, but the person hadn't arrived for a while.Although the total number of guests and hosts is only five, including the hostess called, a group of maids, aunts, old maids brought by the hostess, as well as boatmen and servants from Zhu's mansion, the boat is also full.Elegant guests in red robes and beauties in green sleeves are at ease in the mist.In the very near Zhongtian, there hangs a silver swishing, cold Guanghan Palace.

Bao Liuniang and the other ladies who came with her got in tune and sang the opening piece together.Qing Tian sat behind Zhu Yiqing's brocade stool with his head down to fill the cigarette for him, pinched a square bamboo cigarette pouch with a jade mouth in his hand, and blew on the paper media in one breath.The fire suddenly swelled, like a strange lamp, calling out a ghost out of thin air, approaching from the dark place, and turning into a human form:
"The servant is late, please forgive me, my lords."

As soon as he heard the voice, Qingtian's hands shook, and he felt a heart plummeting from his chest with a "boom", breaking through the boat plank and falling into the lake. But Zixin was sinking and lost, and he couldn't touch it anymore.She raised her eyes tremblingly, and saw him across the table full of people.

Qiao Yun wears a blue-collared shirt with a plain waist and a plain waist belt. He is thinner than before, but he is more and more beautiful, and he is as elegant as a foreign object.Standing between the crescent moon and clear water, he greeted Xi Bin one by one with a smile.

Sitting among the waiters, Qing Tian looked dizzy, she didn't expect to meet him like this.Since the last meeting, she has been avoiding him, and she will never set foot where he may be present.Tonight—even though Zhu Yiqing is Qiao Yunze's tutor—it was supposed to be a gathering among several privy officials, so why was a young man in blue shirt invited to come?She looked straight at him in a loss of composure, and his eyes also passed over her face, but it was just like time passing by, elusively, gone.

Suddenly, Qingtian lowered his head firmly, tears came out, his eyes were so clouded that he was almost blind, he could only see a speck of light, shrinking, shrinking, faintly extinguished in her hand.So he desperately took a long breath, and then blew it out heavily, and the paper media burned again.She held out the cigarette pouch with trembling hands, and Zhu Yiqing bit the cigarette holder while saying something in her mouth - she couldn't hear anything until Qiao Yun took a seat at the end of the banquet, facing Zhu Yiqing The Master Zhang called out: "Master Taishan."

A servant came forward to add an extra pair of cups and chopsticks, and the porcelain plate dinged in Qingtian's mind. It turned out that Mr. Zhang was Zhang Yanshu, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, and he was the jewel in his palm who was about to become her new favorite for many years. Marriage.It's no wonder that Qiao Yun will appear here, climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, and Peng Cheng goes straight up.Qingtian couldn't help but glanced at Zhang Yanshu one more time, as if he wanted to see the appearance of the girl who took her place through the pale old man with gray beard and hair.Zhang Yanshu was explaining to his colleagues in a hurry: "It turns out that I have some chores for my son-in-law, and I told him to come back later—" His eyes changed, and he looked at someone with a rather special look.Qingtian suddenly shuddered, and sure enough, he saw Diexian behind Mr. Meng squinting at Qiao Yunze unceremoniously, sharp and contemptuous.

Qiao Yun, on the other hand, kept his eyes straight and moved freely.But Zhang Yanshu combed his thin beard lightly with two fingers, then stretched forward, pointing towards Diexian vaguely, "This female Shi [12] knows your son-in-law?"

Die Xian was not afraid either, holding a suede scythe bag in her hand, her red-dyed lips curled up slightly, sparks splashed out, "I thought I had known each other for ten years, but later I realized that I didn't know each other at all."

Zhang Yanshu seemed to have a good idea in his mind, but he just smiled and said, "Nv Shi implying that it is the son-in-law marrying the daughter and abandoning the Qingtian girl?"

As soon as he said a word, even Die Xian was stunned, and Qiao Yun also changed his calm attitude, and whispered: "Father-in-law!"

(End of this chapter)