Zilong was sent back, Zou Yunting left, but Song Pingping did not leave.
Although her senior brother's injury has not yet healed, he no longer needs anyone to take care of him. Song Pingping still wanted to take care of him for a while, but he said that he really didn't need to take care of him. After being rejected repeatedly, she had no choice but to come back.
She is Wen Xin's companion, and she actually has the obligation to be a personal guard. There are some things where it is easier for women of the same age to get along with each other.
After sending Zou Yunting away, the three women gathered together and began to murmur.
“Sister Pingping, the cultural gathering starts tomorrow, and you are finally back to catch up.”
“So what if we catch up? It’s not interesting to watch a group of people dragging out articles.”
“It’s very interesting, there are a lot of people, it’s very lively, and there are a lot of people selling various snacks.”
“A dead girl likes to have fun. Xin’er, you must be running away again, right? If you go, then I have to go too. Do I have to dress up as a man again?”
“We must dress up as men, otherwise it would be indecent for the three of us women to stand among men.”
Song Pingping opened her arms and expanded her chest, "Just go and go, I'm almost bored after being bored for so long. It's good to go out and watch the excitement, and by the way, I can cheer for the Wen family. I wish the Wen family can beat the Wan family and win the championship in one fell swoop!"
Speaking of this, Xiaohong pursed her lips, "I'm afraid it would be hard to beat the Wan family this year. I heard that Wan family's second-place son-in-law Yin Jizhen came back from the capital. He was Jie Yuan from the first department in Ningzhou. It seems.
I have to fight for the Wan family."
"Oh, I heard about it." Song Pingping raised her chin to signal to Wen Xin, "Isn't it true that Xin'er's fiancé Yu Wenyuan is here? In the last provincial examination, the gap between Yu Wenyuan and Yin Ji's rankings didn't seem to be big. This is not us.
When practitioners compete in martial arts, I heard that if there is not much difference between Wen and Dao, there seems to be no guarantee of who is stronger or weaker on the spot. I believe that Xin'er's fiancé will definitely beat him, and Wen's family will definitely win! Oh, by the way, I
Didn’t I hear that Yu Wenyuan has arrived?”
She looked at Wen Xin, and the latter's reaction made her a little confused. Usually, whenever she mentioned Yu Wenyuan, Wen Xin would inevitably be a little shy, but the sight in front of her gave her a calm feeling.
Xiaohong slapped her forehead and said, "Sister Pingping, don't mention Mr. Yuwen. The problem is that he may not be able to play."
Song Pingping said solemnly: "Can't participate? Why? Could it be that Wan's son-in-law can participate, but Wen's son-in-law can't participate?"
"Sister Pingping, it's not what you think. Alas, Mr. Yuwen..." Xiao Hong hesitated before speaking. She looked at Wen Xin's reaction and saw that the young lady didn't stop her. Then she pointed to her head and said, "Young Master, use
My brain is overloaded and my mind is hurting. I haven't recovered in the past two days. I have been in a trance. How can I participate in the competition in this state? I'm not sure whether I can recover tomorrow."
Song Pingping was puzzled, "What did you do? It was fine. Why did it hurt your mind?"
Speaking of this, Xiao Hong seemed to be a little angry, pointing to Yu Qing aside and said: "It's all his fault. It's all his fault. He did tricks during the chess game and deliberately harmed Mr. Yuwen. I really doubt whether he is from the Wan family.
To the Wen family’s traitor.”
What he said made Yu Qing look embarrassed. He wanted to stimulate Yu Wenyuan and really wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect that Yu Wenyuan's ability to withstand mental stress was so fragile. He is really a little lucky now, but fortunately at that time
Wen Kui stopped him in time, otherwise he wouldn't know what would happen if Yu Wenyuan continued to play chess.
"Xiaohong!" Wen Xin gave a rare scolding in a stern tone. She always spoke in a polite manner. "You can't blame A Qing entirely for this. It was Mr. Yuwen who took the initiative to do it to him, too.
Grandpa Kui allowed it, but no one can blame anyone for not being as good as others."
"Playing chess... hurts your mind?" Song Pingping probably understood the meaning, but she didn't understand. She asked suspiciously: "Playing chess can also make people unable to relax for a few days? What's going on?"
“He dug a hole deliberately...” Xiaohong pointed at Yu Qing and chirped, then explained the general situation.
Song Pingping was not good at playing chess, but she knew how to play it. She hesitated and said: "Isn't playing chess just about digging holes in each other? What's the point of playing chess if you don't cheat each other? I can't blame him, right? Mr. Yuwen... the body and bones of a scholar are precious.
, it’s different from us practitioners.”
Xiao Hong stared, knowing that the two of them could not empathize without seeing the process with their own eyes. She could not describe the torturous process in words, but she still said fiercely to Yu Qing, "If the Wen family loses to the Wan family,
Yu Qing remained silent and did not defend himself, letting himself talk...
The next day, outside the Jade Garden, a carriage that looked simple but was actually exquisitely crafted stopped at the gate of the courtyard.
Beside the carriage, Yu Qing also changed out of his servant's clothes into ordinary people's clothes.
After a while, Wen Xin, Song Pingping and Xiao Hong also came out of the garden. They all put on men's clothes and wore felt hats on their heads. The brim of the hat was lowered so that it was difficult to identify their true faces.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it? Your eyes are dazzling."
Xiao Hong, who passed by Yu Qing, scolded Yu Qing again.
Yu Qing was speechless. He didn't know what kind of medicine this maid had taken in the past two days, and she was always being mean to him. He was confused. Is Yu Wenyuan your fiancé? Wen Xin didn't say anything, so what do you have?
Angry?
Three women disguised as men got on the carriage and put up the door curtain. Yu Qing also sat sideways on the shaft of the carriage, leaning against the door frame.
The driver who was riding on the same shaft whipped his whip and drove the carriage away.
When the carriage came out of the side gate of Wen Mansion, the eight cavalry guards who had been waiting in the lanes on both sides drove their horses to follow. They opened the way in front, followed closely behind, and guarded on both sides.
Learning that Wen Xin was going to go to a cultural gathering, the Wen Mansion had made relevant safety preparations in advance. This was a guard in the open, and there were also manpower in secret.
“Oh, you have to stand for a long time when you go there. Why don’t you let me sit if the Wen family has a place to sit? It’s just you, Xin’er, who likes to watch this kind of dancing and writing.”
In the carriage, Song Pingping was chattering.
Wen Xin's gentle voice sounded, "Sister Pingping, there are limited seating places around the venue, and many elders don't have seats. How can we go and sit there? If we really sit there, anyone with a discerning eye will know who we are at a glance.
If we look back and are criticized for being inappropriate, it would be nice if our family could arrange for us to stand near the front."
Song Pingping snorted: "Xiaohong and I are not afraid of other people's judgment. That is to say, you are afraid of people saying that you are showing off and so on. This is not okay and that is not okay. You have to dress up as a man when you go out. You live a real life."
It’s boring. Well, we agreed to go to the Green Bridge first and wait until the competition is about to start before going to the venue. I don’t want to stand in front of the stage early in the morning.”
Wen Xin: "Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting. Grandpa Kui has arranged for someone to help us get a good seat."
"Oh!" Xiao Hong clapped her hands and cheered, "That's great. There are a lot of delicious and fun places over the Biqiao. I haven't been there for a long time."
Yu Qing, who was sitting against the door frame, listened silently to the discussion inside. He was not interested in any literary gatherings. He planned to shrink back in the crowd when he went there, so as not to be recognized by Yin Jizhen and Wen Yanan who were present.
The carriage turned and the sun shone on the door.
Wen Xin, who was chatting with the two women in the car, looked at the figure on the door curtain from time to time, feeling melancholy in her heart again.
Song Pingping suddenly shook her hand and said, "Are you still worried about Mr. Yuwen? Okay, don't worry. If something really happened, I would have definitely asked my master to come over for diagnosis and treatment. If he didn't alert my master, it means it's okay. Didn't the doctor say that?
, just practice for a few more days and you’ll be fine.”
This time when she returned to Yuyuan and got in touch with her, she discovered that Wen Xin seemed different from before. He would often be distracted, and occasionally there would be a hint of sadness in his eyebrows. The sadness seemed to be stuck in his chest, and the melancholy that could not be resolved was always there.
It gives people a forced smile, which makes her, a woman, feel distressed when she sees it.
If it wasn’t like this before, it must be because of Yu Wenyuan’s body.
Wen Xin didn't know how to reply to her. She just shook her head and quietly looked at the figure on the door curtain. She was wondering how long he could stay. She didn't know how he would leave or leave without saying goodbye.
Haven't heard from him since?
She felt heart-wrenching pain when she thought about what he had said about taking her away, and how dejected he was after she flatly refused.
These two days, she didn't know how she came here. It seemed that everyone thought she was doing it for Mr. Yuwen, so Xiaohong kept venting her anger and scolding Aqing to comfort her.
But she knew it was not the case.
She didn't understand either. Wasn't she shy and waiting to get married? Wasn't she always looking forward to the day when she would marry Yu Wenyuan? Why could a person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere make her lose her soul with a sudden confession?
of?
She repeatedly told herself that this was wrong, and she could only continue to use reason to suppress her evil thoughts.
She thought she had evil thoughts.
Yu Qing, who was leaning against the door frame, heard Song Pingping's words and knew that Wen Xin was worried about Yu Wenyuan. He couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his lips. He felt stupid again, and more importantly, he felt so uncomfortable.
Knowing that Wen Xin was always concerned about Yu Wenyuan made him more heartbroken than the last time Wen Xin rejected him.
He also didn't understand that it was not that he had never seen beauties before. Tie Miaoqing was probably more beautiful than Wen Xin, but why? How could a woman he had only known for a short time make him feel such a heartbreaking feeling?
Being calm, I can hardly face it rationally.
He told himself that when he got back, he would ask Zou Yunting to urge him again, find the answer he wanted and leave as soon as possible, and leave Wen Mansion as soon as possible...
Biqiao, one of the scenic spots in Ningzhou City.
Because the bridge embankment is made of blue stones, it is called the Blue Bridge. It is also the longest bridge in Ningzhou City.
The two sides of the Blue Bridge are sparkling and the scenery is beautiful. Cruise ships are constantly coming and going. The weeping willows on both sides are crowded with tourists. Various vendors carry burdens and set up stalls to sell, and there are also many beggars stretching their hands on the roadside.
Yin Jizhen, the official of the capital, was dressed in ordinary clothes. He stood under a weeping willow with his hands behind his hands, admiring the beautiful scenery on the lake. His whole person had lost a lot of youthfulness and looked more composed than when he first entered Beijing.
The fat man accompanying him was Yin Jizhen’s future uncle, Wan Shengqun.
There are bodyguards scattered all around, covertly and covertly, all sent by Wanjia to protect Yin Jizhen.
