"This is the word "Fifth Brother". It appears on Sister Ji's desk. The date on the back indicates that this is a poem written in the old year. In this poem, I admire the beauty and the bright moon. This is, this is," Zhao Tinglan gritted her teeth and said: "
This should be a love poem between men and women."
When Yu Xinxiu was reading the poem, he said with difficulty: "Fifth brother and Sister Ji are not related by blood. Fifth brother is a descendant of your Yu family."
Yu Xinxiu took a closer look and smiled: "This poem was written by my grandfather. I copied it several times because I liked it. It came from my grandfather. It is about admiring the beauty of flowers and the bright moon. It has no meaning as a love poem."
"Please don't hide it from me anymore, okay?"
A considerable part of a person who is trapped in love thinks that this is what reality is.
Zhao Tinglan burst into tears: "Sister Ji's demeanor made me feel ashamed at first sight. Fifth brother, he... is even better among people. I can only congratulate him for being worthy of Sister Ji."
Yu Xinxiu pretended to be dumbfounded at first: "No, no, this is impossible..." A sudden inspiration came up, and he suddenly understood, and burst out: "That, that, if, really, so, so, so
of......."
Zhao Tinglan looked at him with tearful eyes, waiting for him to tell the truth.
Yu Xinxiu didn't dare to look at her with concern anymore. He bowed his head deeply to the ground, his face flushed with relief: "Actually, my sister is also a dragon or a phoenix among people. Naturally, there will be a better match for me. Xinxiu, Xinxiu, me, me, me...
..."
Zhao Tinglan had recovered from the sudden breakup, and the repeated words of this sentence made Yu Xinxiu's mood clear.
She stared straight at Yu Xinxiu, feeling that his confession was another thunderbolt.
However, compared to the fact that the fifth brother has a destination, the thunder brought by Yu Xinxiu does not make her heartache.
She was stunned on the surface, but actually she was listening intently.
Yu Xinxiu continued to face the ground: "My sister's way home is already closed, why don't you listen to me explain in detail, my heart for my sister is as great as the sun and the moon, I am not afraid of life or death for my sister, I am like a fish who cannot live without water,
To my sister..."
There was a soft sound at the corner of the skirt and light footsteps. Yu Xinxiu raised his eyes and saw Zhao Tinglan running out in a panic.
"Sister," Yu Xinxiu wanted to chase her out, but was afraid of disturbing others, so he stood still. He should have been panicked, but he smiled happily after being frightened.
He finally expressed his feelings.
He finally said it.
...
Zhao Tinglan ran back to the inner house in one breath and stopped under a deserted flower fence. When she left the inner house, she couldn't help but feel sad. She thought that losing Yu Wu would be like the sky falling. At this time, maybe she was running to dispel the sadness and felt a sense of humor.
Came up without a clue.
this?
Brother Yu has another love, and at the same time Yu Xinxiu expresses his love.
Is this God's compensation for taking away my fifth brother?
I try to mobilize the sadness, but I always feel that the sadness is not over yet. Shouldn't a sadness end in a hearty way?
But never again.
She was still dumbfounded.
I walked slowly back to the embroidery building, and when I saw the case, I felt a touch of sadness again.
Zhao Tinglan is not very observant. This is Yu Wuluo's residence. It is the desk she usually uses. It is unusual for her handwriting to be on it.
Zhao Tinglan observed again. Compared with the handwriting of Yu Wu she saw on the Feiyutai, it was at noon after Yu Wu came on stage. The children of the Zhao family brought the roster and asked Yu Wu to leave his name. He only wrote two words,
Keep it in the heart of Miss Tinglan.
This is indeed the word "Fifth Brother", there is no mistaking it.
Qingxia walked out of the inner room and continued to accompany her. Qingxia's calligraphy was different from the girl's calligraphy, so when she saw Zhao Tinglan looking at the girl's old calligraphy, Qingxia smiled but did not answer. Zhao Tinglan asked her who wrote the good calligraphy.
, Qingxia implicitly said that she is a confidant.
We can't blame Zhao Tinglan for thinking too much. It is indeed the current situation that creates doubts.
When she saw the word Yu Wu again, Zhao Tinglan was distracted. The domineering and agile Fifth Brother on the Feiyutai appeared in front of her eyes. The Fifth Brother drank from a large bowl while dining in the restaurant. The Fifth Brother smiled at her heartily. Then, appeared
Yu Xinxiu, who was stammering every time...
Zhao Tinglan was stunned.
...
The night was as quiet as a deep pool, and the rumors that had spread in Guangyang City reached here. Because of the distance and the barrier of Sipinghou's military camp, it felt like a world away.
After the second watch, the city was filled with silence after falling asleep. The city gate quietly opened without anyone noticing. Miao Bao sat on the first carriage and left the city with the two carriages that had also been renovated.
As long as Mao Liang and others are still in the city, they have to be on guard against everything.
If Mao Liang must ask what to do, Master Yu is outside now. Whether he goes to the farm to pick him up or goes to another city to pick him up, it is normal to take three carriages.
Hongxia was sitting in the first carriage, lying on her side with her elbows in no mood to sleep. As the only one following the waiting girl, she was full of excitement.
There was a strong woman sleeping in the second carriage and the third carriage, and she was sleeping soundly.
Miao Bao carefully selected the other two coachmen, who were trained by him as guardians.
When a girl needs someone to collect firewood and carry water outside, she needs to bring a strong woman with her. She can also help when there is a fight. At least she won't tremble and fall to the ground, and she needs someone else to help her.
The girls who serve personally should also be in good health first. Don't go out and feel dizzy if you blow some wind, or look for a doctor after taking a sip of cold water.
Hongxia is the one with the best health among the girls.
Xue's mother couldn't stop crying, and Miao Bao refused ruthlessly: "Mom, didn't you hear that you are going to start a civil war? I have to bring you with me, and I have to bring two doctors to rest assured. Oh, I'd better bring two medicines for common headaches and fevers.
Che. Don't cause any trouble. Do you think I'm taking the girl to visit relatives?"
The night went on without stopping, and early in the morning, while the women were cooking, Miao Bao and the coachman fell asleep and slept for about half an hour. After breakfast, they continued on the road.
The women said they could drive the carriage, so they rotated the two coachmen first. After they slept until noon, one of them replaced Miao Bao, who slept until midnight and got up to replace him.
Five people drive three cars, but at least there is rotation, so one car won't have to work hard for one person.
Seeing this, Hongxia volunteered to learn how to drive a carriage, which was not difficult to learn. When the carriage arrived at the city where Siping Hou was stationed, Hongxia was wearing a boy's clothes and was already driving well.
Miao Bao came to see Yu Cun. Yu Cun was with Siping Hou again. This time the room belonged to Yu Cun.
Yu Cun smiled: "Master Marquis, please."
Miao Bao laughed and said, "Master Hou, walk slowly."
The Marquis of Siping had nothing to say. When Zhiqu came out, he and Yu Cun hadn't finished speaking. They were walking outside waiting alone. Thinking about it, it's normal for a master and servant to have private conversations. Thinking about it again, he felt quite left out.
This master must not know that Lei Qi is the third child, otherwise why would he neglect his sister-in-law?
Thinking about it again, even if this master knew that Lei Qi was the third child, he might not know that the Siping Marquis Mansion and the Zhaoyong County Prince's Mansion were intimate.
Marquis Siping continued to feel depressed, indeed, he was quite neglected.
In the room, what was said was indeed important.
The master and servant were in the room, and Miao Bao also shouted in a very low voice: "Master, do you know what kind of kung fu the little fifth master has learned?"
"I don't know. What's wrong?" Yu Cun asked hurriedly.
Miao Bao hesitated: "Sir, do you still remember the Thirteen Styles of Heavenly Way?"