Chapter 11

From the bottom of the steps came the voices of two ladies chatting, "Ah, this is not the play where Miss Qiao met her lover in private. I only watched it last month."

"Fenmian Hanchunjiao, a romantic and suave young master, the lingering relationship between the two is sultry, just a little..." The girl laughed softly, "Why did you have a private meeting and drank wine, and fainted?" How can people run?"

Just as they were talking, Miss Qiao on the stage had already got out of the fence, walked through the flower forest, and went straight to snuggle in the arms of her lover. After a while, she was already entangled with each other, stretching her knees, drinking cup after cup .

Wen Yu's heart sank when he saw it, and immediately put down the wine glass, and started another topic, "Later, the imperial court cut down the feudal clan several times, and sent patrol censors to various places to check the people's conditions. Every time he is spared, it can be seen that this person does everything without leaking."

Wen Yu knew that she was intelligent, and it was not a problem to know everything from a glimpse, so she suddenly felt a little suspicious, "It's so difficult for King Xiang..."

Tizhen shook her head, "Who knows, but I doubt the mountains when I look at the mountains, and I doubt the water when I look at the water."

On the desk is a water-colored glazed vase with a few budding winter jasmine branches obliquely, the color is bright yellow and playful, forming a warm and harmonious scene with Tizhen's face.

She said again, "I have to talk about my heart, and now I am most concerned about you. I am a quick-tempered person, and I will come to my door if I don't believe it in three days."

Wen Yu's throat slid up and down, and his eyes fell on her.

Suddenly remembered some old events, "The reason why my father recruited the Anyang Shi family back then was actually to enrich the national treasury. Your family is very smart and ran away the night before the special order was issued."

"I know."

Wen Yu continued to ask: "Have you lived comfortably these years?"

"Let's be flat."

He smiled slowly, gentle and gentle, "Actually, being able to stay safe and sound away from right and wrong is not necessarily a blessing. The palace is like a demon in rich clothes and brocade. A living person goes in, and Bai Linlin's bones come out. It is far more difficult than you think." Be cruel."

Ti Zhen remained calm, "I know."

Wen Yu thought she didn't understand, "Your plan is a good plan, and your plan is also a good plan, but you are living the best life now."

Tizhen slightly lowered her eyes, casting two warm yellow light shadows, "But I don't like it."

She raised her elbow and looked at him with her chin, "Do you know that when I was studying in Pingyang Academy, I was ranked first and second. They said that I was talented and intelligent, and I was different from ordinary women. After hearing that, I was full of pride and felt that I was not good enough I." After a pause, he continued: "Later, everyone became teachers and pursued their own careers. I am a woman so I can't be an official. I am a woman when I work as someone else's staff. Later I found out that I am an ordinary woman."

"But I have read books and learned skills. My thoughts and the principles I understand can no longer allow me to continue to live peacefully in the room and live an ordinary life." Her emotions rippled like water, "Alone If she knows how to live, she is not afraid of danger at all."

"For me, the Eagle of the Cang Lang hangs on the tip of the knife forever, chasing after it all my life, without complaint or regret."

Wen Yu pondered for a while, as if touched, "You think so."

Tizhen smiled slightly.

It is Wen Yu's last weapon to put him to death.The conditions offered by Tizhen are also completely in line with Wen Yu's needs, who doesn't want to have both worlds and beauty.But no matter how rare a beautiful woman in the world is, it is not a reason to put a loved one in danger.

But now, Wen Yu felt that he seemed to be wrong.

He always wanted to be good for her, didn't want to implicate her, didn't want to drag her into the vortex of power struggle because of his own selfish desires, and wanted to push her away.But this is just his wishful thinking.

The red gold cage can protect the delicate skylark, but it cannot imprison the goshawk in Mobei.

Tizhen has never been a thing in the pool.

She has a warm and powerful beauty, a warm and strong personality, surpassing all living beings, making her irresistible.

"Okay." Wen Yu replied softly: "I will seriously consider it."

The sky was full of slanting clouds, the sun moved another three quarters, and the lunch break was almost over.

Wen Yu couldn't stay any longer, bowed his hand to say goodbye and went back the same way, after a while the carriage arrived at the corner gate of the backyard, he and Guan Tong went in one after the other, turned back into the veranda of the west wing, and returned to the piano room through the side door.

At that time, Zheng Mao was walking into the front hall, and just before he stepped over the threshold, the sound of a zither wafted into his ears.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Wen Yu slowly stopped what she was doing, looked ahead and smiled slightly.

"Uncle Zheng."

Zheng Mao swam to his side with his hands behind his back, Wen Yu still smelled of alcohol, "Have you been drinking?"

Wen Yu looked out from the side, and saw a large number of flower stamens among the green forests, "The scenery is picturesque in spring, drinking wine and enjoying the spring is the best."

Zheng Mao looked in his direction, turned his head and rubbed his hands and smiled, "Yichun is the capital, the scenery is amazing, but the current situation is unstable, it is not suitable to go out, but it is embarrassing for you to enjoy the spring."

"The scenery of Yangchun is everywhere in the mountains and rivers of the world, every corner and every pool are full of scenery." Wen Yu's lips curled into thin dimples, "I don't know why Uncle Zheng came here?"

Zheng Mao bent over and sat down, took the hot tea from Guan Tong with his hands, and stroked it, "Now that the reinforcements from Lord Zhending have not arrived, it is not a solution for us to be trapped in Yongzhou. I have sent people to inquire about the situation these days. It is said that there is a wealthy businessman surnamed Pan in Yongzhou, and his subordinates have some dark ways."

Wen Yu was suspicious, "The business route is the life gate of a merchant's family. Since it is the life gate, how can it be easily revealed to others." Turning to the voice: "And the affairs of the court must not affect the common people."

"Yes." Zheng Mao didn't dare to speak too abruptly, so he could only be persuasive, "I thought the same way at first, but it was just a fluke, and I wanted to try my best. After that, he agreed to our request, but he also has a condition—" Pause, "He wants to have an interview with you."

Zheng Mao shyly smiled, "He also asked me to send you an auspicious message, saying that good things come true for you."

The words just now passed slowly, until this sentence made Wen Yu's eyes light up slightly.

It's true, Tizhen.

It turned out that this cunning girl made two plans from the beginning, so that no matter how he chose, he couldn't avoid her.

Zheng Mao bowed forward, "Look..."

Wen Yu took a sip of tea with a hot cup in his hands, "I'll see you then."

Zheng Mao's eyes instantly burst into a smile, he had achieved his goal, and chatted a few more homely things, and finally talked about the rise and fall of the spring, told Wen Yu to take care of him, and then left.

Guan Tong opened the curtain to send Zheng Mao out, walked a few meters along the corridor, and looked at a weeping willow path far away. As soon as he stood still, Zheng Mao turned his head.

He stroked his beard and said: "Recently, the young master's expression is always listless, but is there an old disease?"

Guan Tong said no, "It's just that I've been frightened and haggard recently. Since the assassination in Yilin Xianguan, the young master has been sleeping restlessly." Unconsciously, he put his hands together and sighed, "Before the rescue was delayed by the commander, the young master was still worried about going out. You will be besieged when you leave Yumen Pass, but I didn’t expect to leave Liangzhou City in just one day, but in the end, I still have an errand in Longxi.”

Zheng Mao sounded suspicious and confused, "I can't move now, please ask a doctor to come over tomorrow and prescribe some tranquilizers."

Guan Tong quickly waved his hands, "It doesn't matter, the young master also has benzoin, so it's better not to alarm outsiders at this time."

Zheng Mao put on his sleeves, "My son's affairs are the big ones, if you need anything, just ask me to do it."

"It's impossible here. If you really want to talk about it, you are still my master's father-in-law. How dare the slave dare to order you." Guan Tong smiled and asked, "Miss Zheng is doing well now?"

Zheng Mao showed the joy of an old father, "Xian'er and her mother are still in the middle, we will set off immediately when Pan Hongzhang's matter is settled." After saying this, he stood with his hands behind his back, "Actually, if there were no reasons for what happened back then, the son and the daughter would have It should be a match made in heaven, but unfortunately the times are getting tricky..."

Guan Tong took his gaze and forced a smile, but after a while, he bowed and said goodbye.

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