The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 264 Sending a Letter
"It's really a letter from Master Kang?" Luhuan finally couldn't help interrupting Qin Mengyao's thoughts.

"En." Qin Mengyao nodded, the expression of happiness on his face was not overflowing.

"Could it be that the previous letters were all... God, those letters were stolen, I wonder if they will be seen!" Luhuan's words also made Qin Mengyao's heart ache, since she moved here , The letter paper has not been broken, but it is a pity that she has never read the previous letters, but even so, why did she not receive even a single letter when she was in the general's mansion?

"It's okay, since someone wants to watch it, then take it and watch it, anyway, it's just a few words of lovesickness, I'm afraid some people will vomit blood after watching it!" Although Qin Mengyao said this, it was inevitable that he was a little bit It's a pity, after all, these are rare love letters, but they are a feast for the eyes of others.

"Oh, that's right, it's just a pity. Miss San, this letter..." Green Ring pointed to the letter paper held in Qin Mengyao's hands. The handwriting on the paper gradually became blurred as the water evaporated.

"It's okay, it will dry after a while." Qin Mengyao looked down again, and suddenly thought of a poem, which fits the scene of the poem.

She smiled slightly, carefully spread the letter paper on the table, and told Luhuan, "Go get some alum. Since he writes like this, I might as well reply to him."

Lu Huan was puzzled, but seeing that Qin Mengyao had moved to the desk, he also hurried to the kitchen to fetch a small piece of alum.

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft, looking at the sorrow of spring, and the sky is full of gloom. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, who would lean on the railing without words. I plan to get drunk and sing to wine. Strong music is tasteless. Clothes gradually To be lenient in the end without regret, for the sake of the king, make people haggard."

Thinking back in the past, Liu Yong's poem had intoxicated many people's hearts, but today it was stolen by Qin Mengyao and slightly modified, and it still feels like a boudoir resents her wife and misses her thinner.After Qin Mengyao finished writing, he folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope.

"Miss San, are you writing a letter?" Luhuan couldn't hold back her curiosity, she felt that the letter was written miraculously, in her eyes, it was clearly just a blank sheet of paper.

"Of course it's writing a letter, otherwise what else can I do?" Qin Mengyao narrowed his eyes and simply stuffed the alum into Luhuan's hands, "If you don't believe it, just write two words on this paper and throw it into the In the water, see if you can see the writing."

Luhuan Nuonuo, "But I can't write..."

Qin Mengyao was stunned, she silently took the alum from Luhuan's hand, wrote the word "Green Ring" on the paper, and put it down against the water.

"Look, this is your name. It's very beautiful. If I have a chance in the future, I'll teach you how to write. When you get married, maybe you can write to me and chat." Qin Mengyao didn't want to admit it. In society, it is already a rare luxury for a woman to be able to read and write, especially for a slave like Luhuan who has no freedom at all. Apart from learning to be a female celebrity, she dare not even think about other things.

Luhuan was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurriedly wanted to kneel down, but was pulled up by Qin Mengyao.

"We have already left the general's mansion, so we should stop kneeling casually like in the mansion. Isn't it said that men have gold under their knees? Even if we women don't have three liang of gold under our knees, there should always be two liang of gold. If there are no outsiders in the future , don’t kneel down, remember?”

"But Third Miss..."

"No, but, this is an order. If you want to learn to write from me in the future, you must memorize what you said today, and tell Qinglian and the others when you go back. In this house, there is no need for everyone to stick to the etiquette of the general's residence." , and, if you ask everyone, if anyone wants to learn how to write, I will come and learn with you." Before Qin Mengyao finished speaking, the tip of Luhuan's nose turned red.

"Thank you Miss San, I am really lucky to be able to serve Miss San!" After Luhuan finished speaking, Qin Mengyao couldn't help but support her forehead, she was most afraid of being thanked back and forth, as if she had done a great good deed.

Originally, Qin Mengyao was imprisoned in this house. Except for drawing drawings and reading miscellaneous books all day long, the rest of the time was really uncomfortable. If he had the opportunity to teach these servants how to write, it would be a good opportunity to pass the time. Most importantly, through With this opportunity, she can also win over the minds of these servants. When Director Hu sent people here, many people were staring at them. There may be some spies sent by some of these people. It is best to use it for your own use. Even if you can't use it for your own use, at least you can analyze some people's little thoughts.

"Okay, thank you, let's save it for later, let me ask you, do you know who the boy who comes to deliver letters every day is, why do I feel like I've never seen him before?" Qin Mengyao said casually After sealing it, I suddenly remembered that there was nowhere to send this letter!
After listening to Qin Mengyao's words, Luhuan also showed a little confusion, "Speaking of it, I seem to have only seen that boy when he delivered letters, but usually there doesn't seem to be such a person in our house..."

"You found out too!" Qin Mengyao frowned tightly again. This enigmatic man would always disappear without a trace after putting down a letter. Even his arrival was as mysterious and unpredictable as a ghost.Since Qin Mengyao discovered this phenomenon two days ago, she has been paying attention to the movements of the messenger boy, but she has not found even a trace of clues.

"Could it be that he was the one who stole the letter last night!" The more Lu Huan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, but she didn't know where to start. It seemed that from the first day she came to this big mansion, there was already something unusual.

"It's hard to say about it, but when he comes to deliver the letter tomorrow, we can ask him to take this letter with him." Qin Mengyao raised the letter in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Regarding the lost letters, Qin Mengyao didn't care too much about them. If she did, I'm afraid there were far more letters than these that she didn't see, but it was enough for her to see this one.

In less than a week, Nan Chengmo will return to Beijing. At that time, even if there are thousands of words, he can talk about them in detail. After all, the future is long.

Qin Mengyao watched Luhuan leave happily, and suddenly felt a little happy when he thought of Nan Chengmo who was on his way back.

Even if there is still Qin Luofu between them, those who love each other will still be together after all, and those who do not love are just a smear of mosquito blood on the wall.

After hesitating for these days, Qin Mengyao finally decided that she would never leave Nancheng Mo again, even though there are many difficulties and dangers, I will go.

Qin Mengyao wanted to be with Nan Chengmo, even if he could no longer be his only wife, even if it was a thousand miles away from her original fantasy of love, but who made her meet such love, who made her meet he!

At first, they disliked each other, and later they helped each other through difficulties, and then their lives gradually improved. They finally had the opportunity to sit together and drink and talk. growing up.

If it wasn't for the separation later, if it wasn't for the series of changes, maybe Qin Mengyao and Nan Chengmo would have spent their lives peacefully in that quiet small village like this.

At that time, Qin Mengyao didn't know whether to love or not, but she would feel happy if she had someone by her side. At that time, she didn't know that her Prince Charming was that cold-faced person who always had a bad face.

And people are always like this, only after separation can they know the difficulty and depth of love...

Being bedridden for many days made Wu Yan very troubled.

Seven-year-old and eight-year-old dogs also think that Wu Yan is at an active age, but now, the only things he can move are his own arms and fingers. This kind of life is even more uncomfortable than giving him sex.

"Hey, why do you always look like you are bitter and bitter?" After Yoyo turned the yard upside down again, she quickly hid in Wu Yan's room. Seeing Wu Yan frowning again, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to comfort Wu Yan Rock eyebrows.

"Let you lie here for a few days and try, you must be more worried than me!"

"I haven't been lying down, but my mother said, no matter how sad you are, you have to cheer up, or God will become unhappy when you see it." After Youyou finished speaking, she pressed her two fingers on the corner of Wu Yan's mouth, Extending a perfect arc, "Look, you look so good-looking when you smile, you are prettier than my mother. No, how can you be prettier than my mother, that's not okay!"

Youyou got out of bed muttering, and opened the drawer around.

"What are you doing!" Wu Yan was taken aback by his actions, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"Of course I'm looking for scissors. Who made you look better than my mother? I have to make you look worse. My mother is the most beautiful woman in the world."

"You don't want to scratch this guy's little face, tsk tsk, Yoyo, I say you still don't believe me!" Huo Jingpu walked in from the door with his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on Wu Yan's pretty little face again.

Youyou stopped what she was doing and stared wide-eyed, "So what's the matter, only my mother can be so good-looking, other people can't be more beautiful than my mother!"

"Tsk tsk, I can't believe that the third sister has such heartfelt puppy legs. Let me ask you, there are many people who are prettier than your mother, so why don't you still mark each one you see?" Huo Jingpu sat down on his buttocks after finishing speaking. on the stool.

Yoyo nodded hesitantly.

"You are so cute and silly! Hey, two little guys, I have good news for you. My third sister is going to teach the servants in our house and teach them to write!"

"Writing?"

"My mother taught them how to write?"

The surprised expressions of Wu Yan and Youyou were obviously in Huo Jingpu's imagination, but when he first heard the news, he was also taken aback, let alone these two villains.

"I, can I go and learn..."

"What! You want to learn too?" Huo Jingpu's words made Wu Yan startled.

Wu Yan's face turned red in an instant, and he lowered his head in low self-esteem and stopped talking.

Huo Jingpu knew that his words were too abrupt, so he quickly explained, "I didn't mean anything else, it's just that I didn't expect you to be illiterate... But look at Yoyo, whether he can read or not, I mean, you can learn together ..."

Huo Jingpu grew up in the mansion, thinking that everyone was like him, but at the age of five or six, he began to study the Three Character Classic and Thousand Characters. , will inevitably be a little surprised.

"Well, I know what you mean. My mother once told me a story." Youyou had stopped looking for scissors, stood behind Huo Jingpu, and said in a childish voice: "My mother said that there was once a country with a year of weather. It was very dry, and the farmers in the country were so poor that they had no rice to eat, so some officials advised the emperor, saying that the people had no rice to eat, and asked to open the granary. As a result, the emperor was very puzzled and said, since there is no rice to eat, why not? How about some meat?"

"You brat, you dare to scold me!" Huo Jingpu listened with relish, but at the end he realized that there was something in Yoyo's words, and raised his hand angrily to hit you.

"Hey, if you dare to do it, be careful I'll let my mother kick you out!" Youyou ran fast, and suddenly disappeared, Huo Jingpu had no one to hit, and his hands were raised in the air, a little embarrassed.

"Brother Pu, I know you didn't mean anything malicious, I'm sorry to make you difficult." After Wu Yan finished speaking, she covered her face directly into the bed.

Huo Jingpu suddenly felt unspeakably troubled. He was used to being careless, and he didn't care what he said, but this time he obviously spoke too much.

"Wu Yan, it was my fault just now. Brother, what I said was neither serious nor serious. It made you sad. My brother apologizes to you here. Don't worry. If you want to learn in the future, you can come to me at any time. Brother just doesn't want to take the exam for fame." , if I want to take the test, with my talent, why can't I get the first place!" Huo Jingpu said and started to lose his mind.

However, Wu Yan was obviously shocked by Huo Jingpu's words. If he could get the top spot, wouldn't that be Qu Xing's downfall? There has never been a scholar in their village, but this young brother in front of him dared to say such a thing. Isn't it more powerful than a scholar!
Thinking of this, Wu Yan raised his head from the bed, and nodded shyly at Huo Jingpu, "Thank you Brother Pu, I will."

Huo Jingpu's nerves, which had been stretched for a long time, finally relaxed. Although he was a bit of a dandy, he was not an unreasonable young man. Besides, Wu Yan was pulled back from the death line by Qin Mengyao. To Qin Mengyao, it must be meaningful. Extraordinary, if Huo Jingpu wants to stay in this big mansion for a long time, he still needs to rely on Qin Mengyao's consent, so judging from the current situation, being able to stabilize Wu Yan is equivalent to stabilizing half of Qin Mengyao.

Qin Mengyao didn't pursue the matter of stealing the letter any more, and those in the courtyard who knew about it didn't say anything about it.

It was only the second day that the letter did not arrive.

The boy who always delivered letters didn't show up, and Qin Mengyao's reply letter naturally didn't have a chance to be sent.

After noon, Qin Mengyao's first Chinese class ended.All the servants in the room walked out dejectedly. Among them, there were semi-blind people who knew a word or two before, and there were blind people who didn't know a single word. They thought that reading and writing would be no better than embroidery. Difficult, but after a class of study, they were obviously completely hit.

It turns out that recognizing characters is not just about being able to recognize them by looking at them, but also writing and memorizing them, but they can't even hold a pen, let alone write by hand. It turns out that writing for young masters and ladies was such a painful thing ...

(End of this chapter)