In the capital, because of the cool weather, chrysanthemums bloom more abundantly than here in the south of the Yangtze River.
Liu Lang's yard is filled with chrysanthemums of various colors and sizes. The girls surround them and enjoy them. The chirping of warblers and swallows is pleasant.
"Fold two more." Qin Langjun said, holding a pounding pot in his hand and pounding it with a pestle in one hand.
The two girls responded and ran over, broke off two chrysanthemums, and brought them back.
The filaments were pulled out and smashed without mercy.
"Sangzi, you actually do such a thing of destroying flowers and leaves. No one will believe you if you tell me." Liu Lang leaned on the porch and said with a smile.
"This is making tea. Once it's done, it will be more tempting and more beautiful." Qin Langjun said.
"It's always good to tinker with these things." Liulang said.
A girl walked quickly behind me, knelt down on the corridor and pushed over two bowls of tea.
"Sir, sir, please have some tea." She lowered her head and said.
Zhou Lang reached out and drank it in one gulp.
Qin Langjun didn't answer the question and continued to mess with her.
"I won't eat this tea, it tastes bad." He said, "I want to try making it myself."
Liu Lang smiled and said nothing, but the girl raised her head in surprise.
"Mr. Lang also thinks this sencha is not delicious?" she asked.
Qin Langjun's hand stopped for a moment.
"Yeah?" he asked, looking at the girl.
"Banqin, do you also think this tea tastes bad?" Zhou Lang asked.
Banqin lowered his head.
"Yes, my slave is shallow." She said with a bit of uneasiness.
Qin Langjun smiled and waved his hand.
"Not superficial, not superficial. It's rare to meet someone as sensible as you. Very, very good." He smiled.
Zhou Lang curled his lips, took the tea for Qin Langjun and ate it.
Banqin felt a little less nervous when Qin Langjun laughed. After Qin Langjun saw her, his scrutinizing eyes always made her feel uneasy. At this moment, he looked much better at her.
"Then what do you think tea should taste like?" Qin Langjun asked with a smile.
Banqin was at a loss when a servant woman came over and interrupted their conversation.
"Sixth Young Master," she said with a salute.
Seeing this woman, Banqin sat up straight in surprise.
"Is there a reply over there?" Zhou Lang asked casually.
"Yes." the woman replied.
"You haven't made it clear yet?" Zhou Lang asked.
"Yes, originally the shop was divided into two, and the farm was all ours. Mrs. Cheng agreed, but Mr. Cheng did not agree, saying that the sweet lady will have to rely on the farm for food and clothing in the future, and now it is divided again." The woman said.
people said.
Saturday Lang sneered.
"After eating it for so many years at once, I will definitely be reluctant to spit it out." He said disdainfully, "Then divide it slowly. It's not that easy to take advantage of my family in vain."
The woman responded yes.
"That's exactly what the master and madam ordered. I'm going there immediately." She said, and hesitated for a moment, "Also, the child was sent to the Taoist temple."
"What? Madam?" Banqin shouted out of control, tears suddenly filled his eyes, he knelt down and took a few steps forward, "Has Madam been sent to a Taoist temple?"
Saturday Lang looked at her with some dissatisfaction.
"What are you making all the fuss about?" he asked displeased.
Banqin lowered his head and held back tears.
"Of course the children of the Cheng family make the decision and don't care about our affairs." Liu Lang said, waving his hand.
"Yes, the master said so too," the woman said with a smile.
Banqin wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak behind Zhou Lang, while Qin Langjun kept quiet and didn't seem to hear their conversation.
"One more thing." The woman was about to turn around, then stopped and took out a notebook, "Banqin, someone over there brought this to you, saying it was for you."
Banqin groaned, got up and came down to take it without even putting on her shoes. When she saw it, her body was shaking and tears could not help but well up.
Her strange behavior made everyone look over, even Qin Langjun, the troublemaker, looked up.
"Madam... Madam..." Banqin choked out, grabbing the notebook and kneeling on the ground unable to control herself.
"Did that fool give it to you?" Zhou Lang asked, "What is it?"
"It's the notebook that the slave kept about what happened with the lady." Banqin cried.
Zhou Lang ignored him, while Qin Langjun was thoughtful.
"Madam, do you have something to say to me?" Banqin looked up and asked the servant woman with tears in her eyes.
Qin Langjun frowned and glanced at this little girl.
The woman shook her head.
"You go down." Saturday Lang said.
The servant girl turned around in response, walked a few steps and then stopped, as if she was about to speak but hesitated.
"There's something..." She turned around and hesitated.
"Say." Zhou Lang said.
"The new girl by my side is also called Banqin," the woman said.
Banqin raised his head in shock, with tears on his face. He was stunned for a moment and fell to the ground crying.
Madam, she remembers this name after all, she must be thinking of herself in her heart!
Liu Lang drove them all off, and his ears were clearer.
"What annoys the most is the crying of these women." He said. After saying this, he looked at Mr. Qin here, looking thoughtful, "Did you get distracted by your crying?"
Qin Langjun came back to his senses and smiled, then put down the medicine pestle in his hand.
"Liu Lang." He said, "When you were at the Zhou family, you met your idiot sister first and then you met this girl, right?"
"No, what did I see her doing?" Zhou Lang said, flipping his long sleeves and sitting upright, "As soon as I walked in, I saw this girl put on a good show, making the people of the Cheng family stunned. It was really fun.
, What’s even better is that she actually knew my purpose of coming, and instigated that fool to hack the Cheng family.”
He laughed heartily and happily when he said this.
"Otherwise, I would have to spend one more day at Zhou's house to waste time. It was really smooth and enjoyable," he said.
"Have you not seen that fool?" Qin Langjun asked, frowning.
"What? What's wrong?" Zhou Lang asked.
"I feel something is wrong, but I can't explain it." Qin Langjun said, leaning back and looking at the chrysanthemums in the courtyard, "The book I brought to this Banqin over there..."
Zhou Lang waited for half a day and couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this sentence.
"That's her thing. It's normal for the Cheng family not to throw it back." He said.
"Yes, I also gave the new girl a name, and she still calls her by this name." Qin Langjun said.
"The Cheng family is just trying to calm that fool down." Zhou Lang said, "It's so boring for you to just think about these sesame seeds and mung beans."
Qin Langjun smiled and didn't care.
"If it's really an unintentional act by the Cheng family," he said, "If that's what the fool meant, then..."
"Fool? What about that?" Zhou Lang asked.
"Then this fool is really a stingy and vindictive person." Qin Langjun said slowly stroking his hands.
Zhou Lang looked at him for a moment, raised his head and laughed.
"Then maybe what that girl said and did in front of the Cheng family was also taught by this fool." He stopped smiling and said solemnly.
Qin Langjun nodded.
"Maybe." He looked at Liu Lang and said.
Saturday Lang slapped his knees and laughed again.
"Sangzi, maybe I'm a fool!" he laughed.
As the Zhou family's yard went deeper, the laughter could not be heard outside the door.
The boy outside the door was sweeping the street, and a group of carriages came in a hurry. Seeing the leading officer clearing the way, relying on his majesty, the Zhou family's boy knew that this was an official family, and a high-status official family, so he hurriedly gave way.
It's open.
"Who is this?"
Everyone discussed among themselves. The most well-informed person in the capital was the news, and soon everyone knew it.
Chen Shao, the newly appointed Prime Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
This young prodigy, an adult and a Jinshi, a famous Jiangnan scholar who had served in the cabinet and local governments for many years, finally re-entered the official position as expected by the emperor after observing mourning for his mother for three years, and was directly appointed as the head of the six ministries and in charge of officials.
Promotion, appointment and dismissal of official officials.
Mr. Chen Xianggong left Beijing for three years. Although the former house was guarded, it still looked a bit dilapidated after being unoccupied for a long time. Of course, people who wanted to repair the house in advance could almost line up from the door to the city gate, but Chen Xianggong, who had always been honest and honest,
Naturally you won't do this.
There were not even people on the street to greet him. There was a simple carriage, a few old servants accompanying him, and the government servants were sent away. The front door of Mr. Chen was as inconspicuous as a small door.
"Father." Chen Xianggong, who was about forty-five years old, personally helped an old man out of the car.
"Daddy." A girl came out from behind the old man and shouted with a smile, "Danniang is going to play on the street!"
With a smile, Mr. Chen first took the girl down and handed it to the servant woman, and then he helped his father.
The old man's face looked a little haggard, which showed that the journey was indeed too much.
He slowly walked up the steps, then stopped suddenly and froze for a moment.
"Father?" Chen Xianggong asked worriedly.
The old man stood still for a moment and his body relaxed.
"My waist hurts a little. It will be fine if I move around a little bit," he said.
"My son is unfilial if my father is tired from running around." Chen Xianggong said with a look of shame on his face.
The old man said nothing and rubbed his back heavily with one hand.
The numbness and pain have become more and more frequent recently. It may be because of the long car ride. I'm finally home and have a good rest. I don't dare to do anything to this old bone. Three years of filial piety for my mother has delayed my son's future. If I
If something happens again, the son's hope of further progress in this life will be completely gone.
Dad, your illness needs to be cured as soon as possible.
A voice seemed to flash through my ears.
The old man's walking legs stopped slightly.
"Father?" Chen Xianggong asked worriedly, "Why don't you ask a doctor to come and take a look."
The old man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and walked through the door.
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