Above the sky, with blue sky and white clouds, an eagle spreads its wings and soars between heaven and earth——.
Danfeng Xuyuan is Feng Ning's leisure property. He never set foot in the mall in his previous life, but he still wants to use the skills he absorbed from the book here. The management methods are novel, but they do not deviate from the track that fits the essence of the place.
She always believed that being too ostentatious would only expose your weaknesses.
Lying on the couch and looking at ten lines, this meditation technique has already been relieved in her heart. She put down the book and the table next to her, sighed and got up and walked to the window. In the yard were marigolds she planted herself, and she still remembered that they were the flowers of the Virgin Mary.
, at this time, under the afterglow of the setting sun, the original orange color has added a bit of brilliance. Looking at it, I feel a different kind of peace of mind.
The autumn wind blows down, facing a few wisps of fragrance, passing by the black hair on the face, and inadvertently hears the cry of a falcon, and suddenly raises her eyes, the jade face can't help but suppress a contented expression, and says to herself: "Tong'er."
Tong'er is a falcon tamed by Master during his lifetime. It is quite spiritual. Master once said that unless something happened in the mountain house, Tong'er would never leave. Looking at the big bird getting closer and closer, there is no doubt that it is Tong'er. Could it be that it is Tong'er?
Is something strange happening in Yuweishan Mansion?
The branches that have begun to become depressed allow children to perch on them, and the undulating branches tremble with countless autumn leaves, "illusion."
Suddenly, the window lattice turned sideways, and a figure suddenly appeared, "My subordinate is here."
Looking at the dazzling clouds in the sky, he was stunned, and then he half-closed his beautiful eyes with some sadness. Why is the sunset so dazzling? He calmly ordered: "Take Tong'er back to Yuweishan Mansion."
"yes--."
Huan Jiong left, and Tong'er also fluttered away in the next moment. The previous leisurely mood was replaced by full of doubts. Feng Ning turned around with some displeasure, just in time to see Cui Niang stepping over the threshold with the account book.
His father served as an official in the government and was honest all his life. After retiring and returning home, he also had some savings. But who would have too much money? Looking at the good income in the account book, Feng Ning slightly curled her lips. Who would have anything to do with money?
hatred?
After flipping through the account books, I realized that night had already fallen. I squinted through the window and saw that the lights in the building were brightly lit, as if it were daytime. The publicity and bustle were both symbols of good business.
The candlelight on the table burst into tears, falling line by line, like the sadness contained in the warmth. The rare stagnation was brought back by Cui Niang's soft call, "Master, dinner is ready.
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Putting the account books aside, Feng Ning stood up and left. The snow-gauze sleeves brushed across the desk, the oval carved inkstone, and the tip of the dark brush all exuded a faint fragrance of ink.
She sat down at the dining table. There were three exquisite dishes and one soup on the table. After using a little, she ordered Cui Niang to have them removed.
Standing in the yard, bathing in the cool moonlight with the marigolds, smelling the fragrance of the garden, my slightly sentimental thoughts followed Huanjiong Tong'er back to Yuweishan Mansion, where he lived for eight years.
No matter how bad her memory was, she would be very familiar with every plant and tree.
When Cuiniang went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pick her up, she only gave her father a letter from her master. After reading it, her father asked her to leave with Cuiniang. But now, Fengning can't tell what the letter said.
I know, I have to admit that I am a little curious, but it has been a long time ago. Does my father still keep that letter?
I knelt down and reached out to gently hold a chrysanthemum that was in full bloom. The layers of flowers were really pleasing to the eye. I still remembered that there was a flower bed downstairs in the hospital where I lived.