Under the golden light of autumn, Jiang Zinan woke up with a start. The noise around him disappeared. At some point, the villagers had dispersed. Looking up, he vaguely saw Ye Qing's smiling face and outstretched hand on the ox cart.
She tried hard to focus her eyes for a while, nodded quickly, held his hand and jumped onto the bullock cart.
Ye Qing did not ignore the moistness in her eyes: "Why are you crying?"
"No, it's just..." Jiang Zinan instinctively tried to hide it. She wouldn't cry so easily, but her mind suddenly remembered the joke Ye Qing told last night about the wind and sand. At this time, she couldn't make any more excuses.
Wry smile: "I just think of some things from the past."
The oxcart drove through the maple forest, and the sunlight was dyed with colors and reflected in the curtains of the cart, creating an inexplicable melancholy atmosphere.
At this moment, for some unknown reason, a poem from the young master's daily story came to mind in her mind. She was deeply impressed at that time, and her mood was touched at this moment, so she couldn't help but read it out: "You are like a rock, I am like a pampas grass, and I am like a pampas grass.
Silk, rock has no transference.”
After a moment of sadness, he sighed again: "The rock is square and thick, and can be used for thousands of years. The pampas grass can be used for a while, and it can be used day and night."
Ye Qing was also looking at her at this time. These were two lines from "The Peacock Flies Southeast" by the Earth Ancient Music Palace, but it was ominous in this atmosphere.
After a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand to lift her smooth chin, and touched her delicate cheek. It was as delicate and warm as jade porcelain, and she smiled: "Don't think too much about unhappy things. People have to look forward in life. You see so many things."
Isn’t it more beautiful when you smile?”
"Yes, Young Master." Jiang Zinan complied. After hesitating for a while, he still sighed: "Young Master is a person who does great things. There is no need to do that again in the future -"
The face of the man in front of her was magnified in her eyes, and there was a touch of something hot on her lips. She pushed her teeth away and got in, making her eyes widen. Was this being kissed...
Unprecedented experiences came flooding back, my eyes gradually became blurred, and my mind went blank.
After a long time, she was almost suffocated before she was released. Her chest was rising and falling, and she was breathing heavily. Her heart was in a mess, and she asked with a trembling voice: "Why..."
"Why do I want you? Why now? Or why don't we ignore the past grudges?" Ye Qing knew that she had some knots in her heart, so she just smiled: "Because you will always be my woman."
Jiang Zinan's face turned red. He had never thought of such a simple answer. He raised his head and asked more questions, but Ye Qing stopped him: "I told you not to think too much. If you don't obey me, I will take care of you."
"Family law?" Jiang Zinan was confused. Under Ye Qing's half-smiling expression, she blushed brightly again: "Sir, you are teasing me again."
He looked out the window as if to escape, took a deep breath, and felt much more relaxed.
The oxcart passed through the maple forest, and the haze in the field of vision faded away, revealing a large plain, accumulating vitality for the coming year under the autumn sunshine.
"Please prepare for the internal negotiations and arrangements at home, and leave it to Zhou Ling to take charge from now on. She has a bit of a special temperament, and has a good feeling for secret agents. She has a pure temperament and is willing to learn. Once she is trained, she will be a stainless steel blade." Ye Qing
Said calmly.
In fact, a person like a secret agent needs to be flexible in practice, but relatively pure at the helm.
Jiang Zinan's face suddenly turned pale and he hesitated to speak. Ye Qing smiled: "Don't worry, you have done a good job in negotiating with the family. You can be said to be a good dancer, which made it much easier for me to take over the family. I have seen all this.
, but now the status of our clan has gradually stabilized, and the general situation has been established. You no longer need to get involved in all the troublesome matters within the clan.
He paused and looked into her eyes: "More importantly, I see that you are pretending to be fine on the surface, but you are actually very unhappy. This is human nature. If it brings back bad memories from the past, forget it. I won't let it.
You're stuck in these shadows of the past."
Jiang Zinan's eyes narrowed and he responded: "Yes"
"Mr. Lu has taken over the family and will be in charge of the Xiangtian Hall in a few days. The organization is newly built and the affairs are busy. From now on, you will also be in charge of the ten thousand acres of farmland directly under me. This is something you are familiar with. I will take care of it when I get back.
You will be appointed as the deacon of Xiangtian Hall. According to your seniority in the family, you will be treated as Butler Sun, with a monthly salary of thirty taels..."
When Jiang Zinan heard this, he felt a "buzzing" sound in his head. It was so unbelievable that he couldn't hear what Ye Qing said next.
In the past, the so-called adopted daughter of the clan leader only had seven taels of silver per month. The key was not here. It was that apart from this adopted daughter, she had no title, not to mention being a deacon, or even specific jurisdiction over a single house.
She is very smart, but she doesn't know that this is very dangerous. Once the patriarch passes away, she will wither away in the wind and rain without any real status.
But now the person who appoints the deacon is the powerful person in the family. If there is no serious mistake, even the head of the family cannot take it lightly.
"Anyway, I'll assist Lu Shengsheng in doing things, so I can give you a monthly salary..." After Ye Qing said this, he suddenly remembered the self-inflicted sigh she just had, and smiled strangely: "All things grow by the sun, and pampas grass also needs nourishment.
While the time is right now, it will be good for you to get more sunshine in this field."
Jiang Zinan suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Qing's half-smiling expression. She originally wanted to say something at this moment, but she felt all sorts of emotions welling up in her heart and her throat felt stiff. She hesitated for a moment before she regained her voice: "...Okay.
."
It sounds really sexy, and it must look even hornier. He must have laughed to death when he saw it...
Jiang Zinan thought this way along the way, but after returning home to accept the appointment in public, he returned to the room alone and couldn't help laughing anymore, with tears shining in his eyes.
He jumped up again, ignored Qianqian's shouting behind him, ran straight out the door, and ran to a large courtyard. He waved happily and called to a slightly thin middle-aged woman: "Mom, I have become a deacon."
Qiao was squatting and washing her tribe's clothes, when she looked back at her in surprise.
In the memory, since her husband and Mr. Ye passed away one after another, the daughter tried her best to squeeze into the selection of the patriarch's adopted daughter. She became more and more beautiful, but became less and less happy. This was something she hadn't seen in many years.
Qiao took her hand, feeling the joy in her heart, but she was still slightly angry: "Look at you laughing and dancing, like a child, be careful not to let the young master see the joke.
"No..." There was a hint of guilt in his voice, but he was excited again: "Mom, the monthly salary is thirty taels, and I can pick you up and move to the master's yard, so you don't have to wash these clothes anymore."
Suddenly hearing a cough behind her, the girl trembled, her joyful mood subdued, she stiffly turned around and saluted: "Hello, young master."
"Okay." Ye Qing suppressed a smile and pretended to have just arrived. He nodded to her and saluted Ms. Qiao: "Qing has met Aunt Jiang."
Mrs. Qiao stood up with a smile: "I don't dare, the young master is here."
"I have something to discuss with Aunt Jiang."
Qiao glanced around and nodded: "This is not the place to talk. Let's go into the room and talk."
Ye Qing followed him as expected. When he passed Jiang Zinan, he still smiled: "I'm not a tiger and I don't eat people. What are you afraid of?"
After a while, when they sent him out again, both mother and daughter's eyes were red.
Until Ye Qingyuan left, Mrs. Qiao still looked at it in a daze and couldn't help but sigh: "Young master Qing is really promising. Look at Mr. Lu, he was the first to seek refuge. Now he has been rewarded with three hundred acres and a yard. I heard that even his family members have moved here."
Come here, there will be hope for this day."
"If your father were still alive, this kind of treatment would be necessary, or maybe you were a man..."
Jiang Zinan pursed his lips after hearing this, lowered his head, and stood silent.
Mrs. Qiao woke up and took her hand with a smile: "Girl, mother is just talking, don't take it to heart, and a daughter also has the benefits of being a daughter. If we talk about the intimacy with the young master..."
"Young Master, I don't." Jiang Zinan opened his mouth to say this, but was speechless for a moment, his face lowered and lowered, his face as bright as plum.
The golden light of autumn passes through the yard, reflecting the bright red sunset.
...The pine forest was silent, with only the crisp sound of dead branches and fallen leaves, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. After walking for more than ten steps, Ye Qing smiled slightly and stopped.
"Still not coming out?"
There was no reply. After a while, Qianqian emerged from the back of the tree with a red face: "I came after Zinan..."
"I know, but you hid on purpose when you saw me coming."
"I didn't..." Qianqian suddenly raised her head and met Ye Qing's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling. Seeing his abominable "it depends on how you make it up" look, she felt an unreasonable courage in her heart and blurted out: "
I did it on purpose"
The voice was so loud that even she couldn't believe it, and she couldn't help but blush. But as soon as she said it, she couldn't hold it back anymore: "I just want to see what the young master will say to her."
"Then what?"
"Then?" Qianqian murmured in a low voice: "I will, I will..."
Ye Qing laughed and held her in his arms: "Girl, you are a good woman."
Qianqian couldn't help but said "Ah" and blushed. She had obviously been intimate with her many times, but now she felt different again. She didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
"Don't forget the friendship between the poor and the lowly. You are different if the wife of the poor does not go to court... If you want to hear about Jiang Zinan, I will tell you."
"I want to accompany Jiang Zinan and his daughter to their hometown to send back my uncle's memorial tablet and visit a few talents, or potential talents."
When Ye Qing said this, he felt a little melancholy and said lightly: "My Qianqian, no matter how poor or difficult the family is, she has never wronged me. Remember that I told you many stories. I will choose one of them now. Now I am prosperous."
How can I be willing to let you be wronged?"
Qianqian listened again and said "ah" again, her face turned redder and she was speechless.
Ye Qing looked at her but didn't say anything.
The so-called harmony between wives and concubines is just a joke. Ye Qing has the intention of cultivating Jiang Zinan, but he is even more unwilling to see her threatening Qianqian.
Appointing Jiang Zinan at this time meant not only cultivation, but also letting Qianqian take sole charge of the inner courtyard.
This girl also followed Lai Benben's jealousy, but she really didn't know her intentions.
In terms of beauty, Qianqian will be stunning in the future, but that doesn’t mean that it’s impossible to find a woman more beautiful than her.
In terms of talent, wisdom, and ability to dance, Jiang Zinan surpassed her, not to mention the entire Yingzhou, and even the entire world.
When it comes to virtue, there are a lot of them.
There are thousands of reasons, but the only thing is that she never left him when he was in trouble.
Therefore, thousands of styles and beauty are not as good as this one.