pastoral fragrance

Chapter 437 What do you think?

Qiu Lin, who was sitting in the carriage, could not miss a word of what the boy said.Such sharp words that did not hide his disgust, after hearing Qiu Lin's ears, he finally frowned.

But in fact, this person didn't say anything too much, after all, this matter is also her problem in the final analysis.Qiu Lin suppressed the feeling of unhappiness in his heart, and after adjusting his emotions, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car, and shot the boy with eyes as deep as autumn water.

After all, Qiulin has been the mistress of the Xia Mansion for so long, so the majesty is naturally still there.At this moment, she looked at the boy who had just finished speaking with such a blank expression, her eyes were as clear as a spring, as if they could shoot into people's hearts.The boy who was chattering and chasing people away just now clicked his tongue when he saw Qiu Lin, and then unconsciously closed his mouth.

Seeing that he didn't speak again, Qiulin narrowed his eyes and said in detail: "This little brother, it is because I started this matter that I think it is very necessary to meet Uncle Murong. This time I came here not only to plead guilty, but also to ease the relationship between Uncle Murong and Brother Murong. If this little brother trusts me, please go and inform me. Didn't come this time."

Judging from his words and deeds, he was a loyal servant.If he was really a loyal servant, after allowing him to think twice, he probably wouldn't reject her like this again.

Sure enough, the man lowered his head in silence for a while, then raised his head, looked at Qiu Lin with firm eyes, and nodded solemnly.His eyes were not shy, and his tone of voice seemed serious. "I hope you will do what you say. This will ease the relationship between the master and the young master as you said."

If the Tao is home and everything is prosperous, the master and the young master are so tense, and the servants and servants under them feel uncomfortable.Whenever the master came in and out of the door, he always had a face, not to mention how ugly it was.Only when the family prospers and the family is harmonious, will these little servants and servants have a good life.He worked as an official in Murong Mansion, although he didn't learn any knowledge or principles, but he still understood the principle that if one loses, one prospers.

Seeing a few words and a few words, he persuaded the boy, and Qiulin felt that it saved a lot of effort.But he also knew that the reason why this young man agreed to her words and went to report was because he wanted Uncle Murong and Brother Murong to reconcile.Seeing the young man walking towards the gate in a generous step, Qiulin felt a little relieved.

But when he thought about facing Murong Hai soon, his heart beat a little again.Thinking of the last time Murong Hai made a scene in Xiafu, how could Qiulin not feel scared?Besides, she came to the door alone this time, which made Qiulin even more panicked.But panic is panic, and fear is fear. Qiulin will still bite the bullet and walk into Murong Mansion. After all, she caused this matter, so she should bear it all.

Qiu Lin waited in the carriage for a long time with restless and nervous thoughts, and finally heard fragmented footsteps coming from the gate.When Qiu Lin listened attentively again, the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer.It didn't take long before the young servant who had just entered the door came out quickly.

As soon as he reached the door, the man called out to the carriage parked in front of the gate of Murong Mansion in a moderate voice. "Mrs. Xia, my master is here to invite you, please come in." The man's voice was slightly panting, and he had always walked this way at a brisk pace.

In fact, Murong Hai couldn't see himself, and Qiu Lin was betting with Murong Hai.What she gambled on was whether Murong Hai cared about her son, whether he cared about the kinship.As it turned out, she was right.A triumphant and confident smile bloomed on Qiulin's face.

Since Murong Hai cares about Big Brother Murong and the kinship, then the next battle she will fight is much more confident.

With the support of Lianhua, Qiulin got out of the carriage, followed the servant who led the way, and went to Murong's house.

This Murong Mansion is majestic and majestic when seen from the street. The pavilions, towers, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings in this mansion are even more magnificent and beautiful.Walking through the hall, there is a small round door with exquisite shape, which leads directly to the backyard.Along the way, there are lush green bamboo forests all around, and the surroundings are very quiet, only the rustling sound of the bamboo leaves blown by the wind can be heard.

The house is hidden in this greenery.

This Murong Mansion is very different from Xia Mansion.The front yard of the Xia Mansion is connected to Rong'an Hall, occasionally patients stay here, the back yard is where everyone lives.There are various small courtyards in the backyard, which are also connected by green bamboos.It's just that compared with the courtyard of Murong's family, the house is much smaller.

This Murong Mansion covers a large area, and there are many pavilions and pavilions inside. Looking there from here, it feels like there is no end in sight.Qiu Lin couldn't help sighing in his heart, he deserved to be a wealthy businessman, so the money in the considerable family must be incalculable.

Qiulin didn't know how long he had been walking, but his calf felt sore from walking.The servant leading the way stopped in front of a house.He said respectfully to Qiu Lin: "Mrs. Xia, wait a moment, the slave will go and report to the master."

Seeing that he finally arrived, Qiu Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Okay."

After the man left, Qiulin waited for a while before seeing the man come back.The servant first bowed to Qiulin, and then said: "Madam Xia, please."

After the man finished speaking, Qiulin lifted his feet and followed the man's pace, walking forward.

The layout of this house has a sense of simplicity and luxury.On a wall in the center hangs a picture of Hanshan Mountain, with a long and long artistic conception, giving people endless reverie.It makes people feel that the people who live in this house are open-minded.Incense was burning on the wooden table made of red sandalwood, and a slight woody fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, and the smell was very pleasant.

Sitting under the cold mountain picture in the center is a middle-aged man wearing a gray mountain suit, which seems to blend in with the furnishings in this house.Only those sharp eyes are quite incompatible with the layout of this room.

It was precisely because of the sharp and fierce eyes that Qiulin spotted him immediately.When the Qiulin people came to the door, they retreated a bit.But now, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go into the house.

Qiu Lin chuckled and wanted to resolve the embarrassment in the room, "Uncle Murong, how are you doing recently?"

Murong Hai looked at Qiu Lin quietly, sharply and undisguisedly, like a prey staring at food.Qiulin's heart shuddered involuntarily.At this moment, Murong Hai suddenly opened his mouth to speak: "Madam Xia, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)