Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 49 Changji 6
In June of the third year of Changji, Emperor Lin Yiheng issued an imperial edict to summon Ling Qiong into the palace and made Qiong a noble concubine.

With Ling Qiong in charge of the Ling family's business, the Ning family thought they could find some bargains. Unexpectedly, Pei Zhanqing appeared in the Ling family to negotiate. Pei Zhanqing appeared to have a Buddha-like mouth and a bodhisattva heart, and was gentle and easy to talk to. In response, the pile did not fall.

"I can't give you an answer on this matter for a while. I'll ask Concubine Qiong later and then we'll have an appointment." Pei Zhanqing often kept saying this, not to offend anyone.

As long as the other party doesn't mention it, she will definitely forget all about it. But when the other party mentioned it, she suddenly remembered that the back and forth was so exhausting that the other party had no shame to mention it.

There is no fool in the business world, so how could he not know that Pei Zhanqing declined politely? She was kind and gentle from the beginning to the end, and she never said a word of "no", but she just made the other party lose his temper.

The Ning family encountered another weak point with Pei Zhanqing. Mr. Ning was so tempered by Pei Zhanqing who was like a ball of cotton that he couldn't help but sigh. Mrs. Ning clutched the handkerchief tightly and returned to the house with a sullen face.

Mrs. Li rubbed Mrs. Ning's shoulders and cursed: "Are there no men in the Ling family? Women are allowed to take the lead in everything! The unruly and miserly Miss Ling stepped in front, and then came the unruly Miss Ling. Pei Zhanqing. Pei Zhanqing is just a rat who found her way out of the gutter and got into the Ling family through sheer luck."

Once they get involved with the Ling family, no matter who they are, they will be difficult to deal with. Mrs. Ning Er held her forehead and asked, "How is the young master?"

"It's much better." Mrs. Li accepted the tea brought by the maid, "Madam, you must relax and cultivate yourself now. The young master can count on you in the future."

The sky in June changes at any time. The sun was shining just now, but now it suddenly turned into bursts of thunder, and a storm was coming. Mrs. Ning Er looked at the wildly dancing branches and leaves outside the window, feeling uneasy, "He has something hidden in his heart."

Mrs. Li really couldn't figure out what exactly she was hiding, so she couldn't rush to comfort her, so she had to serve her with all possible care.

Mrs. Ning Er sipped tea, "Is Umutada gone?"

Mrs. Li said: "I haven't seen anyone else in the house for several days. It's time to leave."

The rain was pouring heavily and thunder was faint. Mrs. Li hurriedly went to close the window. Mrs. Ning Er was stunned for a moment. A burst of white light flashed outside the window and then faded away. Then there was thunder. Mrs. Ning Er was shocked and her eyes suddenly wavered.

She pushed away the tea cup and said: "Xia Yun is favored by the emperor. He has high eyes and looks down on the poor clan. Si Yunye is so defensive that it is difficult for him to have a heart-to-heart relationship. Only the Xie family has a Xie Lu who comes to the court. The middle and old ministers, headed by him, are equally matched with the upstart Xia Yun. From the current point of view, it is better to win over Xie Lu than to win over their aristocratic family."

The next month, when the heat was scorching, King Lin Yilong of Wuxuan married Zhu Luoying into the palace.

In August, King Lin Yi of Jinjiang brought a concubine into the palace. The concubine was the reception girl in the museum of curiosities. She had been a female entertainer in the brothel for a long time.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xie Jiaguang invited nobles from the capital to enjoy the osmanthus in the courtyard of the central government.

Ling Dang didn't expect that the Xie family not only sent messages to the Ling family, but also to the Yang family.

"Third sister, Aunt Yang." Ling Dang waved to Ling Jing and Mother Yang, "This way, the second sister-in-law and Aunt Qing are here."

Ling Dang didn't see his little nephew, so he asked Ling Jing: "Why didn't Xiao Jiayuan come with him?"

Ling Jing smiled and said, "I'm staying with your brother-in-law."

Yi Yanggan's unruly and reckless temperament allowed a child under two years old to follow him. Lingdang was worried, "Can brother-in-law take care of the child?"

"Don't worry, the disease has followed." Ling Jing glanced around, and finally her eyes fell on Zheng Bingsu. Zheng Bingsu was almost six months pregnant, and her belly was bulging. Ling Jing was worried about her, "Why don't you stay at home to raise your baby in peace? You You are pregnant with twins, so it is difficult to move around, and there are many guests at the banquet. Be careful if someone with no eyesight knocks you in the belly. If the child is small, you will be the one who suffers in the end."

Zheng Bingsu caressed her abdomen. She had a strong body and walked with a strong belly. She smiled and said, "I'm so stuffy at home. It's a rare opportunity to come out for some air."

Tables and chairs were surrounded by curtains in Guilin, and the fragrance of cinnamon was fragrant. The Ling family gathered around a small group of young people chatting, laughing and joking.

"Jiang Yuan has met several ladies." The person who came was a plain and elegant woman. She wore nice jewelry in her bun. Her pretty face looked familiar. She specially curtsied to Ling Dang and said, "I've seen her before." Miss Ling Si, thank you for your kindness."

"Ah?" Lingdang was confused.

"Two years ago, on the second floor of the Museum of Curiosities. Thank you Miss Ling Si for your help."

The girl who was almost stripped and humiliated by the Zhu family, who was weak and could be bullied at first, was now dressed in silk and satin and transformed into a noble lady in the capital.

After she reminded her, Ling Dang immediately recognized her and said in surprise: "It turns out to be you."

Ling Dang looked her up and down, her clothes were low-key and luxurious, her face was rosy, and she seemed to be living a good life. Ling Dang smiled happily, and then asked: "Are you married?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuan lowered her eyebrows in shame, "Fortunately, King Jinjiang took pity on me and accepted me into the palace as a concubine despite my low birth status."

Recently, I heard that King Lin Yi of Jinjiang had a concubine. The origin of the concubine has made the world talk about it and caused rumors in the capital.

But I didn't expect it was her.

Ling Dang lamented that the circle was so small. It was a rare chance for her to become a hero and save a beauty, but she also got into so many troubles due to a combination of circumstances, and finally met her again in a roundabout way.

Perhaps it was a great blessing for Jiang Yuan, but it couldn't be said to be a good thing for the Ling family.

In just a few years, Ling Jing got married in a hurry. She and Ling Huai were admitted back to the Si family and were cautious. Ling Feng almost lost Princess Shang's beloved. Ling Qiong was forced to enter the palace and became a noble concubine. Pei Zhanqing had no choice but to Carrying heavy burdens to support the lintel of the Ling family.

The seven brothers and sisters have been separated since then, each living in his own place and rarely getting together throughout the year. Now only Ling Cen and Xiao Qi Fu'an are left in the family, leaving the two youngest children to take care of the family business and depend on each other.

Not wanting to hit the smiling person, not to mention that a series of bad things happened because of his impulsive behavior. He couldn't blame anyone. Ling Dang quickly invited Jiang Yuan to sit down and chat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Yuan sat down, there was a sneer.

Looking around, I saw Zhu Luoying sitting diagonally across from me, squinting and saying in a shaky voice: "Hey, everyone, come and have a look. See how good she is at fawning over people. She is indeed a girl from a brothel. She is such a sweetheart. Most people can’t learn how to have fun.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there were whispers and crickets chirping in Guilin.

Jiang Yuan's face instantly turned pale.

Ling Dang disliked Zhu Luo Ying for always trying to stir up trouble when nothing happened, but she didn't want to compete with Zhu Luo Ying in public, lest she would hold on to her and cause unnecessary trouble, so she silently reached out and held Jiang Yuan's hand. hand.

To express some comfort.

Ling Jing twisted the osmanthus flowers with her fingertips, turned her back to Zhu Luoying, and said softly: "Princess Wuxuan, I have something unclear, please clarify. I dare to ask, Princess, why do you repeatedly criticize the life experience of King Jinjiang's concubine? Is it just Is it to compete for words and show off your own dignity? Then Princess, your mind is too narrow-minded. Or do you have some serious personal grudge that you have to embarrass people on the spot before you let it go? "

"You?!" These words were particularly rude, causing Zhu Luoying to stand up on the spot and point at Ling Jing. She opened her mouth to refute, but she was worried about the Si family. The anger that could not be vented was accumulated in her chest. She was so angry that she couldn't calm down. Chest rises and falls.

Ling Jing stood up, slowly turned to Zhu Luoying, bowed and saluted, smiled elegantly, and said, "I am a straightforward person and my words are unpleasant. Princess, please don't take it personally." A breeze blew by, making a rustling sound among the branches and leaves of Guilin.

After the flower banquet was over, Ling Dang brought a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus back to the Si Mansion, found a water bottle, put it in it, and went to find the old lady with the bottle in hand.

By coincidence, as soon as he stepped out, Si Yunyue came into the hospital holding a new vase of osmanthus.

The same cinnamon twigs are placed in the vase, but the difference is to add scenery.

There was nothing else in the Lingdang vase except osmanthus branches, which looked dull and boring to the bare commander. On the other hand, Si Yunyue was more attentive. The vase was carefully selected and lined with many colorful plants and flowers, which complemented each other and were very pleasing to the eye.

Si Yunyue raised his chin slightly, walked towards Ling Dang generously and said, "Sister Dang, are you also sending osmanthus flowers to your wife?"

"No." Ling Dang shook her head. Now that Si Yunyue's pearls are in front of her, she will not show them to the old lady and use them as a green leaf to complement her ingenuity.

Ling Dang said casually: "It's specially sent to Ah Huai."

"You two have such a good relationship." Si Yunyue's eyes wandered, and then he said, "Cousin Huai likes osmanthus?"

"He likes to have money to spend." Ling Dang made a naughty gesture and went to the door of Ling Huai's house regardless of Si Yunyue's expression.

The heat of the night was still scorching, and the maid was holding an ice basin while walking through the corridor. Si Yunyue was stunned for a moment, looked at the back of Ling Dang's head, and said with an undiminished smile: "Sister Dang is really good at joking. I have more at my place, Huai If my cousin likes it, I will send a few more branches later."

The slightly open door opened from the inside, and Ling Huai heard everything. As soon as the door opened, he was met with Ling Dang's teasing eyes, half-smiling but not smiling.

"Here, I'll give you flowers, do you like them?" Ling Dang pushed the osmanthus vase away, "I really like them. Sister Yao has many more."

"One branch is enough." Ling Huai took the bottle and nodded to Si Yunyue, "Thank you cousin for your kindness."

After the door closed, Si Yunyao's eyes were slightly cool, and the heat was still evaporating. She unconsciously closed her knuckles, restrained the resistance lingering in her heart, settled for a long time, sorted out her mood, held the carefully decorated vase, and stepped out with a smile. Enter the main house.

The crickets are chirping and clamoring, and the inner room is quiet.

Ling Huai knew that the cinnamon twig in his hand was for the old lady. She didn't want to get bored with Si Yunyue, so she gave it to him. Ling Huai placed the vase on the desk, fiddled with the flower branches with his fingertips, and said to himself with a smile: "It's rare to get a bargain."

"You still have this little bit of self-knowledge, so why go out of your way to seek that favor." Ling Dang picked up a book and flipped the pages back with her fingertips. There was a gust of wind, and her hair on the temples was blowing slightly. The naturally superior eyebrows have bloomed, which is different from Li's soft and graceful pear blossoms. She often smiles, as bright as pear blossoms, with the corners of her mouth raised, and her voice is loud and sweet, "Si Yunyao is a bit high-spirited, but he knows the book, is polite, and behaves in the world." There is nothing to say, after beating her up to her hairpin, the threshold of the Si Mansion is almost broken by the matchmakers."

Ling Dang rolled up his book, tapped Ling Huai's chest, and said, "I wonder which young gentleman I will take advantage of."

"She doesn't know." Ling Huai stretched out his hand to hold the other end of the bookcase and leaned towards her, "I only know that Miss Ling Si is going to take advantage of me, the little guy in the nest."

Ling Dang seemed to have been burned by the book, he let go suddenly, turned around suddenly, his cheeks were slightly warm, and said: "Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests, don't you know?"

Ling Huai spread his book flat, his brows becoming more gentle and jade-like, "Are you a rabbit? Shouldn't you be a big cat?"

He was making fun of her, and Ling Dang immediately turned around, eyes wide open.

I saw Ling Huai pull out a painting from the book, which was painted by Ling Cen back then. In the painting, she was holding a tiger cub. Ling Cen specially noted "big cat" and joked that she was a tigress.

At that time, she took it away and hid it in the storybook. I went to Ling Huai's room to read a few days ago and left the book behind. I didn't expect Ling Huai to read it, and today he even used it to make fun of her.

"Give it back!" Ling Dang stretched out his hand to grab the painting.

Ling Huai raised his hand, and with his height and long arms, Ling Dang couldn't reach it no matter how much he jumped. He looked at her leisurely, watching her lively and joyful, watching her flexing her claws in front of his eyes.

She was so lively and agile, so close and within reach. Ling Huai's eyes hidden under his lowered eyelids were dim. In an instant, he couldn't control his thoughts and lowered his hand.

Ling Dang saw the opportunity and leaned forward, reaching out to grab it.

With the painting in hand, she was drawn into Ling Huai's arms, and then, her whole body fell back with his weight.

With a "clang" sound, the cinnamon twig vase on the desk fell to the ground. The bottle disintegrated, water slurry exploded, lips were wet, and fireworks exploded in Lingdang's mind.

This time there was no barrier, the touch was tight, the breath was lingering, as if it was a lifetime ago. Such close contact was obviously the first time, but Ling Dang felt that they had been together thousands of times.

At that moment, Ling Dang was filled with sourness, the unspeakable complexity in his heart suddenly burst into tears, and tears welled up unconsciously.

Tears blurred his vision, and he could vaguely see Ling Huai panicking, as if he was surprised, stunned, and at a loss. He finally calmed down all his emotions and just frowned and let go of her.

Ling Huai frowned, staggered back slightly, and looked deeply at her crying face from a distance.

He clenched his hands and said, "Sorry, I don't know."

"No," Ling Dang knew that he had gone astray, so he interrupted him hurriedly and explained in a sobbing voice, "It's not what you think. I don't hate it, I don't resent it. I just don't know why, but I suddenly feel sad and very sad. I’m sad, but I’m not against you. I don’t know how to describe that feeling, but it’s definitely not disgusting or anything like that…”

She couldn't explain it, her heart felt so uncomfortable that it felt like she was suffocating, and the overwhelming dull pain and soreness couldn't be expressed. She couldn't understand what was going on, and couldn't even see or touch it. She couldn't find an outlet to vent, and she collapsed in embarrassment. Her tears spread out of her control at all. , Lingdang wiped away tears randomly.

She wanted to get closer to Ling Huai, but as soon as she raised her feet, she felt a splitting headache, and her heart seemed to be filled with an endless sea. Those complicated emotions were like strong winds, causing the sea water to pour back, as if she would drown before she would give up.

In the chaotic gap, he just wanted to find an exit for himself to escape. Lingdang was confused and ignored everything around him.

When she regained consciousness, Ling Huai was standing in front of her, tentatively reaching out his hand, with worry in his eyes, calling her warmly, "Ah Dang, Ah Dang..."

One after another, he wanted to touch her but was afraid of making the same mistake. At this time, he no longer knew how many times he called "Ah Dang".

Lingdang became quiet and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry." He slowly retracted his hand, "I'm just impatient."

Lingdang subconsciously reached out and grabbed him.

The moment I caught him, the tide receded, the clouds cleared, the moon appeared, and the sun appeared again.

(End of this chapter)